The real big guys are those with connections in the eyes of the system!

Yiqing felt it was a bit strange, so she asked directly: "Do you mind that my cultivation has stagnated?"

Luo Yuan was surprised, "Why would Miss Qi think so?"

As Awang moved away, he gradually calmed down.

After a brief thought, he realized that what he said just now was ambiguous, and hurriedly explained, "Miss Qi, please don't misunderstand, I don't mean to dislike you, it's just that I was born without the talent for cultivation, even if Miss Qi is frustrated now, it's not up to me to marry you.

You and I are not the same kind of people, so how can we get married? "

He lowered his eyes, his eyes revealing a loneliness that could not be concealed.

"You are unable to practice?" Yiqing was stunned.

No wonder his words and deeds were completely different from those of a cultivator, and no wonder she could not detect any spiritual fluctuations from him.

But Elder Luo had clearly said before that even if they couldn't become Taoist companions, they could still be friends who traveled together.

At that time, he acted as if her cultivation was damaged and she needed someone with higher cultivation to take care of her, so she naturally subconsciously thought that his son had good talent.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood Elder Luo's meaning."

"It's nothing, no need to apologize." Luo Yuan said gently, and guessed the reason immediately, "My father didn't say it clearly, right?"

Seeing Yiqing nod, he smiled and said, "My father is like this. He never tells others that I can't practice. Maybe it's because he and mother are both practitioners, so they can't accept that I was born mediocre.

Over the years, he has been looking for a way to change my qualifications. He has tried all kinds of elixirs and secret methods, but has not been successful.

Actually, I think there is nothing wrong with being a mortal. There is a town at the foot of the mountain, which is full of mortals who cannot possibly practice cultivation. I followed them to learn to read and write, and saw all kinds of life. I think it is good to live only for a hundred years in this life.

Although I have no chance of everlasting life, there are ways to live a million years and a hundred years. Whatever my fate may be, I am willing to accept it."

He spoke at a moderate pace. Yiqing looked into his eyes and saw the light in them, knowing that his words came from the bottom of his heart.

There are always mortals who become obsessed with immortality.

It's good that he is so open-minded.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I accidentally said too much." Luo Yuan was a little embarrassed.

Yiqing pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, I know you want me to persuade your father not to be so persistent."

"Miss Qi is really thoughtful."

Luo Yuan looked at that delicate face and it was hard not to be moved.

It is almost human nature to be attracted to beautiful things.

It is not surprising that as a mortal, he would like a monk with an extraordinary temperament.

But he clearly understood that his love only came from admiration, which was too superficial to lead to obsession.

Just like people like the moon hanging high in the night sky, because it is so far away, they can only see its bright brightness and regard it as a flawless white jade.

This kind of liking is not about possession.

Luo Yuan looked at Yi Qing and said softly, "Everyone has their own destiny. I think there is nothing wrong with accepting your fate early."

It's just that his father and mother think differently from him.

He would also feel bad when he saw them running around and suffering for him.

"I have tried to persuade them, but it was useless. Miss Qi, if it is convenient for you, please help me to say a few words. If it is still useless, there is no need to force it."

Of course Yiqing would not refuse such a small favor, "Okay."

"In fact, I am quite worried that one day my father will make an irreversible mistake because of me."

"Don't worry too much, Elder Luo knows his limits."

"You don't know, my father even said that he would steal other people's spiritual roots for me. I thought he was joking, but he looked so serious at the time that I was a little uncertain." Even after so much time had passed, he still couldn't help feeling anxious when he thought about it later.

Luo Yuan looked at Yi Qing and said, "Excuse me, it's a good thing that your cultivation was damaged. Otherwise, if you showed up here today, I would be afraid that my father wanted to steal your spiritual roots and give them to me."

He said it as a joke, but Yiqing couldn't laugh at all.

She had always claimed to the outside world that her spiritual practice was interrupted, and in the eyes of others, her spiritual roots were destroyed.

But don't forget - she still has a sword bone.

All the favoritism and care that Elder Luo showed me before seemed like just yesterday.

She would feel warm once, but now her heart kept sinking.

She was naive.

Human nature is selfish. There is no such thing as doing good without reason. It is just for profit.

"Ms. Qi, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling unwell?" Luo Yuan asked in a worried tone.

Yiqing raised her eyes and saw that the young man had his eyebrows lowered, and his pupils clearly showed his worry about her. At that moment, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

A gentleman is upright and honest. Is this just superficial, or can he always be consistent in what he says and says when faced with temptations and deceptions?

"I feel a little dizzy." Yiqing held his forehead.

When Ah Wang heard this, he immediately raised his head.

He subconsciously sniffed the air, looked at Yiqing suspiciously, and did not move.

"This... is it possible that you are sick? I'll go get you a doctor!" Luo Yuan stood up in a panic, but just as he took a step, a puzzled look appeared on his face, "Can you cultivators also get sick?"

He remembered that his father never got sick, at most he would get injured. When he was injured, ordinary doctors' medicines were useless. It was said that he would only get better after taking the special pills made by those cultivators.

"I don't know... I just drank a sip of water just now." Yiqing spoke slowly, his eyes were hazy and he looked drowsy.

"water?"

Luo Yuan's eyes immediately fell on the cup in front of Yiqing.

The tea bottle was almost full, and it looked like Miss Qi just took a small sip.

Normally, there is no problem with water, unless...

Luo Yuan's eyes darkened.

He held up his sleeve with his left hand, reached out with his right hand to pick up the cup in front of Yiqing, and then put it to his nose and sniffed it.

Not smelling anything special, he wanted to pour the remaining water into his mouth and taste it.

But when his lips were close to the porcelain cup, he remembered that Miss Qi had just drunk water from this cup, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and his hands stopped moving.

"Maybe there's some misunderstanding here." He muttered to himself, "Dad was just joking before, I should have believed him."

What happened to Miss Qi?

He looked at Yiqing again and found that she had fainted, and he suddenly panicked.

"Dad, Mom, come quickly, Miss Qi suddenly fainted, come and see!"

He opened the door and shouted.

Elder Luo and his wife came over after hearing the noise. "What happened? Why did he faint?"

Luo Yuan subconsciously observed the expressions on their faces, but didn't notice anything.

Maybe I'm just overthinking it?

Why is Ke Xin so uneasy?

He pursed his lips and saw his father pointing his finger at Miss Qi's forehead, with a puzzled look on his face, "Strange, there's nothing wrong with her spiritual energy, why would she faint?"

Nothing unusual.

But Luo Yuan couldn't help but say, "Before Miss Qi fainted, she said she drank a sip of water."

Elder Luo's face darkened instantly. "This water was poured by your mother. Are you doubting your own mother?"

"Dad, do you mean that there is nothing wrong with this water?" Luo Yuan looked stubborn.

Elder Luo said in a deep voice: "Of course there will be no problem."

His tone was so firm.

Luo Yuan stared at him for a long time. Seeing that he didn't avoid his gaze and didn't feel guilty at all, he suddenly raised his hand and said, "Well, I just happen to be thirsty. I'll drink the rest of the water."

"No!" Qing Xiang said hurriedly.

Elder Luo simply snapped his fingers, and although he did not directly touch the cup, the cup shattered instantly.

The fragments did not fly around, but fell straight to the ground.

Luo Yuan stared at his wet fingers in astonishment. For a moment, he couldn't tell what he felt. "Didn't Dad say the water was fine? Why didn't you and Mom dare to let me drink it?"

Elder Luo explained: "This is spiritual spring water. The spiritual energy contained in it is very helpful to those who practice cultivation, but you cannot practice cultivation. This water is harmful to you."

Luo Yuan nodded slightly, "That makes a lot of sense."

Immediately, he changed the subject and said, "But Dad—"

When he looked up at Elder Luo, his eyes were watery and red, and his tone was painful and embarrassing, "I'm not a fool. I know exactly what you want to do!"

Elder Luo spoke earnestly, "A Yuan, life is a time of confusion, so why do you have to live soberly?"

The last glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared.

Luo Yuan couldn't help but take two steps back.

He staggered and nearly fell.

Qing Xiang hurried to help him, Luo Yuan turned his head to look at her...