Zixuan let go of Ye Ling's wrist and said quietly: "No! Master is eager to achieve success and forced his cultivation. Although his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Golden Pill, it has not yet been stable. In addition, he has just been anxious and restless, which has led to a disordered breath and no major damage."

"Hurry up and attack your heart?" Lu Binglan widened her eyes and said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Ye is tenacious. He has experienced so many strong winds and waves, and he is the most calm. How could this be so?"

Zixuan didn't think much about it and blurted out: "Didn't you hear that you are leaving? Master can't bear to leave!"

Lu Binglan was stunned for a moment, quickly put away the brocade handkerchief, her cheeks flushed, and lowered her head to avoid Ye Ling's gaze.

Ye Ling coughed in a deep voice: "Zixuan, don't talk nonsense! I've mentioned you so many times."

Zixuan muttered in a low voice: "It's obviously true, but I won't admit it! The feelings between you human race are really too complicated."

Ye Ling glared at her, calmed his mind and said embarrassedly to Lu Binglan: "But, that... Miss Lu, Senior Sister Lu, I agree with Zixuan's suggestion! You should indeed stay away from Wu and go to Qingqiu to cross the Nascent Soul Tribulation, so that this is the safest way!"

When Lu Binglan heard what Ye Ling said, she didn't seem to be joking, then she turned around and her pretty face fell, as if she had returned to her previous cold and frosty appearance. She pondered: "Oh? Even you say that! But I don't even know where Qingqiu is and where it is!"

Ye Ling said in a low voice: "This matter is extremely secretive, and it must not be told by outsiders! Qingqiu is a place of immortal relics. Although I have never been there, I know a little about it! As for the way to Qingqiu..."

Before Ye Ling finished speaking, he looked at Zixuan.

Zixuan's eyes circulated, and she took out a jade slip from the storage bag and said mysteriously: "Miss Lu, after you take this, leave Wu State, crush the jade slip, and there will be immortals to guide you, and the gods will guide you!"

Lu Binglan was stunned again: "Isn't this an ordinary jade slip? Is there any divine power to drive away gods and generals? What's wrong with you master and disciple today? It's a mysterious and mysterious thing! Is there anything else behind my back that I'm hiding from me?"

Ye Ling took the jade slip for Lu Binglan and smiled and said, "Where is it? When we leave Wu, I will escort you all the way to Qingqiu!"

"Ah?" Before Lu Binglan responded, Zi Xuan was unhappy: "Master, we sisters are whispering, you have to eavesdrop! Not only do you eavesdrop, but you also have to go! Holding my jade slip, Miss Lu will be safe and sound along the way, so don't make trouble!"

Ye Ling insisted on saying, "How can that happen? Miss Lu is simple-minded and rarely goes out to practice. How can she know the dangers of this world? I am not at ease to let her go alone! Besides, I have now practiced to the eighth level of the Golden Pill, and when I pass the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation in the future, I will also be in Qingqiu! Then someone will naturally block the tribulation for me, wouldn't it be safer?"

Zixuan was speechless when Ye Ling said it. She suddenly realized and gave him a blank look: "Oh! Master, it turns out that your true energy has broken through the meridians just now. It is caused by the mental stimulation. You are thinking about beautiful things! You have been calculating me early in the morning, right? Humph, I only agreed to help Miss Lu, but I didn't agree to help you."
Chapter completed!