Chapter 20: Waste! Luxury!

  Ling Qingyan went straight to her own courtyard after parting ways with Lian Jun at a fork in the road.

  At this time, he was very interested in the "Tianjian Dian" he had obtained from Lian Jun and the three books about "Tianfu Totem" from the Cangshu Pavilion, and he eagerly hoped to return to the courtyard to read these classics as soon as possible.

  But the development of things is often unexpected, when Ling Qingyan turned over a bend and was about to return to his own courtyard, a slender and beautiful figure appeared in front of him, stopping his footsteps. The figure that Ling Qingyan saw was none other than Liu Yanran, whom he had not seen for several days.

  "Brother Qingyan!"

  Liu Yanran's voice, tinged with a hint of surprise, suddenly rang out as she saw the young man standing not far away. Immediately afterwards, Liu Yanran took a few steps forward and arrived at Ling Qingyan's side, "Qingyan brother, I heard that you were taken in as a disciple by one of the ancestors of our sect, which ancestor is it?"

  Facing Liu Yanran's machine gun-like questioning, Ling Qingyan was speechless. At this time, seeing Liu Yanran's state had completely changed from a few days ago, he knew she had recovered, and Ling Qingyan also put his mind at ease. As for Liu Yanran, Ling Qingyan couldn't say what kind of feeling he had towards her. If he said sister? But in his previous life, Ling Qingyan was also a 22-year-old big boy, plus the 15 years of this life, it can be said that he had already experienced 37 years of time, and in his heart, he couldn't consider her as a sister. Perhaps in Ling Qingyan's heart, there were more thoughts of treating Liu Yanran as a caring and thoughtful little sister.

  "How did you know?" Ling Qingyan looked at Liu Yanran and asked. The matter of going to Jianzhuang, so far within the sect, only his own Shizong master brother and Xijian Zhang teacher brother knew about it. But thinking again, remembering Liu Yanran's relationship with the former two, Ling Qingyan also understood.

  "Of course, it was Shibo who told me," Liu Yanran slightly furrowed her brow, then relaxed, "Shibo is so annoying, and she even said that from now on I have to call you 'Shishu'. Qingyan, little brother, you wouldn't really want me to call you Shishu, would you?"

  Seeing Liu Yanran's eager eyes, Ling Qingyan smiled and said, "Why bother so much, we each have our own business."

  Seeing Liu Yanran's young and delicate appearance, Ling Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed slightly, but his thoughts had already drifted back to his previous life. For a while, his mind was filled with the image of a girl wearing modern beautiful clothes, and Ling Qingyan's heart felt extremely gloomy, "Liu'er, it's been fifteen years, are you doing well..."

  "Brother Qingyan!"

  "Little brother! What's wrong?"

  Ling Qingyan's face suddenly turned pale, and Liu Yanran was momentarily flustered, at this time she had no idea what happened to Ling Qingyan, the sudden change was so great.

  "I'm fine," Ling Qingyan came back to himself, his face color had recovered a bit but still had a pale complexion, "I'm not feeling well, so I'll head back first."

  "Uh," hearing Ling Qingyan's words and seeing his uncomfortable face, Liu Yanran nodded continuously, "Originally I wanted to take you around to get familiar with our Tianjian Sect, since you're not feeling well, let's head back and rest first, we can go another day."

  Liu Yanran didn't know that in the past few days, Ling Qingyan had almost completely searched every place in the Tianjian Sect.

  ………

  Ling Qingyan returned to her own courtyard with a desolate expression, and directly lay down on the lawn in the courtyard.

  "Lier..."

  Ling Qingyan slightly shook his head, and then raised his left hand. In the palm of his left hand, a white jade bottle appeared out of thin air, which was exactly the one containing the Hundred Flowers Liquid. At this moment, Ling Qingyan's heart was gloomy, and all he could think of was to drown his sorrows in wine. However, what he had now was only the Hundred Flowers Liquid that could barely be considered as wine, so he subconsciously took it out from the Hundred Treasures Ring.

  He directly pulled out the cork, put the bottle to his lips, and Ling Qingyan lightly took a sip. The rich fragrance suddenly appeared in this courtyard, and even before long, dozens of butterflies had gathered on top of Ling Qingyan's head, apparently attracted by the scent of the Hundred Flowers Liquid.

  The cool liquid flowed down Ling Qingyan's throat, mixed with a strange taste. Suddenly, Ling Qingyan's head twitched slightly, and then the bewildered eyes flashed with light, obviously already awake. Ling Qingyan looked at the white jade bottle in his hand that he had opened himself, his face changing color, "What happened to me just now? I actually drank this Hundred Flower Liquid again!"

  Ling Qingyan's face changed slightly, because through Taobao Xiuyu's narrative, he already knew the benefits of Baifeng liquid, which could allow warriors to directly cross a level, and even had some other effects that Taobao Xiuyu did not carefully mention. And this Baifeng liquid, Ling Qingyan now also knows that those effects are only effective when drinking the first mouthful, and after drinking the second mouthful, it is no different from drinking ordinary wine.

  Waste! Luxury!

  Thinking of his previous actions, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. But the world doesn't have a pill for regret that can be taken, and Ling Qingyan could only reluctantly accept this outcome. The Hundred Flowers Elixir now had less than three mouthfuls left.

  Ling Qingyan had originally planned that the remaining Baohua liquid would absolutely not be drunk again due to his gluttony, and it was necessary to leave it for his parents and some important people. After all, the effect of Baohua liquid is extremely obvious for those who have not drunk it before. However, earlier when Ling Qingyan's consciousness was hazy, he once again drank a mouthful of the remaining Baohua liquid. If it weren't for the refreshing taste brought by Baohua liquid that made him sober up in time, perhaps all the remaining Baohua liquid would have entered his stomach by now.

  "It seems that next time, I should prepare some liquor with a lower alcohol content and put it in the pendant, or else who knows what will happen again," Ling Qingyan looked at the white jade bottle in his hand, which had clearly become lighter, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

  He put the white jade bottle, which had already been re-corked, back into his storage ring. Ling Qingyan also stopped thinking about drinking the Hundred Flowers Liquid earlier. Because he knew that since he had already drunk it, thinking more would be useless, and no matter how much he thought, the Hundred Flowers Liquid wouldn't come back. Since that was the case, why add more trouble!

  Although Ling Qingyan can be so carefree about the Hundred Flowers Liquid, he still can't let go of some experiences from his past life. At this moment, Ling Qingyan had his hands clasped behind his head, with his legs propped up, lying on the lawn, staring intently at the blue sky and white clouds, lost in thought.

  "Ling'er," Ling Qingyan's eyes sparkled as he gazed up at the sky, speaking softly. "Do you know? This life, the world I've come to is completely different from the last one. The so-called divine techniques on TV in my past life, in this world, people can also achieve them if they cultivate to a certain level. Maybe someday I'll be able to do it too...if only you could see me at that moment, how wonderful that would be..."

  It had been a long time since Ling Qingyan had experienced such physical and mental exhaustion, and with a satisfied smile on his slightly immature face, he fell into a deep sleep.

  A gentle breeze blows, butterflies fly, and young people are already tired.