Jimo Ya nodded: "It's good that you know what's in your mind, this matter needs to be discussed in a long-term way, so as not to overwhelm the snake!"
Nangong Beichen looked at Jimo Ya, and felt that his complexion was much worse than the last time we saw each other. He endured it and said, "You are in the current situation, why should you stay at Jimo's house? It's better to go anywhere than to look at people's faces..."
Jimo Ya smiled slightly, revealing a bit of his old style, "I have my own plans, so I will leave!"
After speaking, he drifted away.
Soon, news spread from the Jimo family.
Jimo Ya's health is getting worse and worse, and he can't get up anymore.
The cultivation base has also dropped drastically. It was still at the late stage of the Xuanling master, but after a few months, it has now dropped to the early stage of the Xuanling master.
There seems to be a continuing downward trend.
The Jimo family and the Holy Academy sent people to check, but they couldn't find any reason.
Everyone was silent. The original first son Ya, who was amazingly talented, has now fallen to such a state.
At this rate, if the cultivation base continues to decline, I am afraid that the life span will be hindered.
Originally recognized as the number one person of the new generation in Lingbao Continent, he is expected to become a saint and ascend, but now...
Alas, everyone can only shake their heads and sigh in their hearts.
What about outsiders, Jimo Ya didn't know anything about it in Yunya courtyard, even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.
These days, the Jimo family's attitude has become more and more perfunctory.
The servants have all left, and the feather guards have also been transferred.
Only the dark guards guarded the small courtyard loyally, which made the Jimo family's tricky clown, who wanted to ridicule Jimo Ya and please the patriarch, return home.
That's all, it is their duty to protect their master, and they dare not slack off.
But what made them flustered was that for several nights, Jimo Ya got up in the middle of the night, looked at the full moon in the sky, and showed determination.
Occasionally, I heard only a few words, such as life for life.
Hearing this, the dark guard felt ominous in his heart, but he had no choice but to pray that the heavens would take pity on their young master, so that a generation of heroes would not end up in such a downfall.
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Huan Qingyan began to retreat.
During this period of business as Qiu Mengqian, she had already remembered all the past events.
In the past, I always felt that there were many things to worry about. Although I knew that cultivation was very important, I never devoted myself wholeheartedly.
Until today, I feel that all the past is like a cloud of smoke, and it can be brushed away with a wave of my hand.
Even the hatred for Jimo Ya can be temporarily let go.
So, all the Bird Clan students saw a very diligent bird.
Apart from eating and sleeping, you can almost see her jumping up and down.
And her cultivation base is also rising like new bamboo shoots after the rain!
From the initial stage of the Yaoshuai, all the way to the middle stage of the Yaoshuai, the late stage of the Yaoshuai, and then directly broke through to the Demon King, and then to the middle stage of the Demon King...
The body also began to become plump and tall, and the wings became longer and more dazzling.
I was dumbfounded seeing so many young birds, and whenever I saw Huan Qingyan flying by, there was a lot of discussion.
"Chichi, sister, this sister, why does she practice so fast?"
"Cuckoo, I'm a divine bird, so it's natural to practice quickly."
"Divine bird? What race is this, I have never heard of it."
"Sister Bai, the divine bird is not a race, it's a talent, it's... anyway, it's normal to practice fast."
"It's amazing my sister..."
In fact, apart from some basic skills at the beginning, Huan Qingyan needs someone to remind me, but there is less learning later.