, not with unspeakable sorrow..."

"Dad, do you know? Without you, it would be really difficult for Xiaojiu to support the Ghost Bird Sect alone..."

Que Jiuniang was talking to herself, as if she was talking to the wind outside the window, the rain on the sea, or her father who would never come back.

Suddenly there was a gust of rain, followed by the wind outside the window, blowing onto Que Jiuniang's face, making her feel cool and refreshing.

"The wind is blowing again..."

Que Jiuniang sighed, closed the window, and turned around.

Then I was shocked!

Suddenly, a young man in white stood behind her!

"Who is the senior? Why did you break into the main hall of the Gui Que Sect without permission!" Although Que Jiuniang's qualifications are not sensitive, she is not a fool. Since the other party can ignore the restrictions of the main hall and break in directly, at least he has the cultivation level of Shekong.

, neither she can win, nor can the Ghost Bird Sect, which has lost the Bird God Son, be offended.

"Is your name Xiaojiu? Don't be afraid, Xiaojiu. I am your father's old friend. I am here today to give something away and to pick up another thing." Ning Fan had heard this woman claim to be Xiaojiu before.

I thought this girl was called Xiaojiu, so I called her that.

"I, my name is not Xiaojiu...my name is..." Que Jiuniang wanted to explain her name, but then she thought, if the other person is really my father's old friend, then he can be considered an elder. The elder is called the junior Xiaojiu.

, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"Forget it, it's okay for senior to call me Xiaojiu... Is senior really an old friend of my father's? I don't know how to call senior?" Que Jiuniang asked curiously.

My father was withdrawn and proud, and rarely made friends. When he returned from the wilderness, he never made friends with anyone.

So she was really surprised when Ning Fan claimed to be Que Shenzi's old friend, but she didn't doubt that Ning Fan was lying.

In today's Ghost Bird Sect, what is the value of letting a senior who is above Shekong lie against the Taoist conscience?

"My surname is Ning, it's okay if you call me Senior Ning." Ning Fan said with a smile.

"My surname is Ning? I've never heard of it..."

"I have been favored by your father for many years, but the first time I met him was during the wilderness catastrophe... You haven't heard of me, it's not surprising."

"What? My senior and my father met during the Great Tribulation of the Wilderness!" Que Jiuniang felt pain in her heart and her eyes were red.

She vaguely guessed what Ning Fan was going to give when he came to the Ghost Bird Sect. It was probably her father's relic...

"Senior is here to give away my father's relics..."

"Yes and no...I'm here to deliver your father's ashes..."

"What! Ashes!"

Looking at the urn that Ning Fan took out from the storage bag and feeling the unique scent of her father in the urn, Que Jiuniang's tears finally fell.

She received the urn, feeling sad and complicated in her heart. Reasonably and emotionally, it was a blessing to be able to return to her hometown after the death of Que Shenzi, but Que Jiuniang couldn't be happy. Even if her father's life card was broken, she still had a trace of luck.

Psychologically, I hope that it was a misjudgment of heaven at that time. After all, although there are not many incidents of accidentally breaking life cards in the world of cultivation, it is not unheard of.

But when she saw the ashes, Que Jiuniang knew that she had to face this reality.

Dad is really gone and will never come back...

"Senior Ning, your great kindness will never be forgotten by this junior! By the way, Senior Ning just said that he wanted to take something from the Ghost Bird Sect? Senior has a great kindness to this junior. This thing belongs to the Ghost Bird Sect.

"Senior, whenever you like something, just take it, I will never say anything about it." Que Jiuniang wiped her tears and said gratefully.

"No, you are wrong. The fact that I send your father back and the fact that I want to take something away are two different things. I send your father back out of repayment and voluntarily; taking something away is a last resort.

And for that, of course, if you take this thing away, I will give you some compensation in addition."

"Senior, this junior does not need compensation. You are a great favor to this junior..." Que Jiuniang stubbornly refused.

"Okay! It's a gift from the elders and I don't dare to refuse. If I want to give you something, just accept it." Ning Fan patted Que Jiuniang's head angrily, just like patting a child.

However, in reality, compared to Que Jiuniang, who has a bone age of five million years, Ning Fan is just a child.

However, the world of cultivation has always determined seniority based on strength. Nowadays, Ning Fan is qualified to be his senior even if he meets old monster Suinian. Que Jiuniang does not suffer any disadvantage by calling him senior Ning Fan.

But Que Jiuniang still blushed.

She has never been touched so intimately by any man. Even her father has never patted her on the head because he is always busy and has no time to pay attention to her...

Ning Fan's patting on the head towards the younger generation actually made her feel a hint of...the care she had longed for from her elders.

"Senior Ning, ah no, Uncle Ning, what do you want from the Ghost Que Sect, I will take you to get it..." Que Jiuniang was happy in her heart, and she felt a little close to Ning Fan, and her uncle even called her.

Ning Fan was a little speechless. He had lived for so long and it seemed that he had never been called uncle... Forget it, I was called brother by Chunyang before. Let uncle be uncle. It's just a title. What's the big deal.

"I want a secret book."

"Oh, then I will take Uncle Ning to our ancestral sutra collection pavilion." Que Jiuniang said respectfully.

Therefore, in the shocked eyes of the disciples of the Ghost Que Sect, Que Jiuniang, who had never been close to men, actually brought a strange young man into the forbidden Ksitigarbha Scripture Pavilion within the sect!

Countless people are speculating about Ning Fan's identity. Is he the sect master's little sweetheart?

However, because Ning Fan asked Que Jiuniang not to reveal his identity, Que Jiuniang did not tell anyone who Ning Fan was. If anyone asked this question, she would glance at him with a sharp look, scaring the disciples in the sect so much that they did not dare to say anything.

"This must be the sect master's little love..." Those disciples became more and more convinced of this matter.

In the Scripture Collection Pavilion, Que Jiuniang dismissed the monks guarding the pavilion, and then took Ning Fan to select the classics here.

She originally thought that Ning Fan came here to choose some profound classics, but to her surprise, Ning Fan actually chose a useless book.

Multiple soul-sealing techniques!

This is an extremely superficial magical power book. No one, including Que Shenzi, has ever mastered this magical power.

Because the record of multiple soul-sealing techniques is too simple, with only a dozen or so sentences!

Practitioners can only know brief information about multiple soul sealing techniques:

Cultivation requirements: Have three or more bloodlines.

Cultivation steps: Divide blood into three parts, seal two and keep one.

Regarding how to divide blood into three parts and seal two to preserve one, there are simple sealing techniques recorded in the classics, but there are no other records.

The sealing technique doesn't look very clever. Even a god-transforming cultivator can learn it after looking at it for a few times. However, when it is actually used, the sealing technique seems to have no use.

What is even more troublesome is that although this multiple soul-sealing technique specifies that you need to have more than three bloodlines to practice it, it does not say what kind of bloodline you need to have, let alone what kind of training effect it will have after it is completed.

When he obtained this classic, Que Shenzi could vaguely see how extraordinary this classic was, but who knew that this classic contained too little information? No matter how knowledgeable Que Shenzi was, he still didn’t know where to start practicing this technique, and

I was worried that this technique was too incomplete and there might be hidden dangers in practicing it rashly, so I finally gave up on practicing this technique.

What even the Bird God Son cannot cultivate, ordinary Ghost Bird Sect disciples are even more unable to cultivate.

As a result, the multiple soul-sealing techniques that no one could master became a useless book, thrown in a corner without anyone paying attention to it.

Que Jiuniang never expected that Ning Fan would ask for such a book, and worriedly said, "Uncle Ning had better not practice this book carelessly. Dad said that this book is incomplete, and I don't know what the effect will be after it is completed.

Too many unknowns mean too many hidden dangers. If something happens to Uncle Ning because of practicing this book, Xiao Jiu will feel guilty for the rest of his life."

"Haha, don't worry, Xiaojiu, this technique will not hurt my life. On the contrary, if I want to survive, I may have to rely on this book..." Ning Fan laughed and patted Que Jiuniang's head again.

Probably because Que Jiuniang was too short and too small, Ning Fan always inadvertently regarded her as a child and wanted to take a few pictures of her.

Ning Fan put away the multiple soul-sealing techniques. This was not the time to study this technique. He believed very much in Nalan Zi's three-life divination. No one could master this technique, but it did not mean that this technique was rubbish.

"Uncle Ning, don't pat me on the head all the time... This is not good..." Que Jiuniang protested weakly.

"Okay, I won't take pictures anymore. Haha, let's go, I took this book away, so I should give you some compensation."

"No, no need! My uncle sent my father home and just took away a useless book. How dare I accept my uncle's compensation..."

"Oh? Don't you want to break through Shekong one day and go further on the road of cultivation?" Ning Fan said with a smile.

"What! What uncle is going to give can make this junior hopeless?" Que Jiuniang was shocked.

Her qualifications are so poor, it took five million years to reach the Realm of Realization, and she relied on all kinds of heavenly materials and treasures left by her father. Can she really give up such stupid qualifications?

She was very doubtful and lacked confidence.

"Qualification is not the most decisive factor affecting a person's achievement..." Ning Fan was about to comfort Que Jiuniang on the issue of qualifications, but as soon as the words came out, he felt inappropriate and stopped.

Que Shenzi is a person with outstanding qualifications. When others ridicule Que Shenzi, they often use the words Ning Fan just said. For Que Jiuniang, these words may not be comfort, but a kind of hurt...

"...Actually, I think your qualifications are quite good, but you just lack the guidance of a famous teacher. And you stay in the Ghost Bird Sect all year round to deal with secular affairs, and have no time to travel and gain experience, so your progress is slow." Ning Fan

Another way of saying it.

"Uncle, don't be ridiculous, Xiaojiu's qualifications are very poor, not outstanding at all..."

"Haha, I heard you talking to yourself before, mentioning that you could feel a trace of sadness in the rain on the sea, but is that so?"

"Yes, yes..." Que Jiuniang couldn't help but blush again when she heard that Ning Fan had overheard her previous soliloquy.

"Did you know that among a million Beitian Yuxiu, there are not even five people who can feel this sense of sadness? Your understanding of divine will is naturally higher than that of ordinary people. This is the same as your father

It's very similar. This is your advantage. You have to learn to use it. Only in this way can you hope to break through the state of empty space."

"What? Among a million people, there are not even five people who can feel this sadness? Am I so powerful?" Que Jiuniang said in disbelief.

"So, you just lack the guidance of a famous teacher. If your father had not died five million years ago, maybe you would have given up your life long ago..."
To be continued...