Seeing his senior sister leaving, Jiang Fan jumped into the stream not far from the side and washed away the dust and stinky sweat.

He took out a set of clean clothes from his storage jade bracelet and changed into them, and returned to Qingxin Garden refreshed.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, Jiang Fan saw his senior sister sitting on the main seat.

On the bamboo chair to her right, a man and a woman are seated.

The man is tall, with his upper body exposed, revealing a muscular body.

He sat there like a little giant.

Jiang Fan recognized at a glance that this person was Lei Xinghe, who had fought with Ye Song in the martial arts arena before.

The other woman, dressed in a gray plain robe, had long black and silky hair tied into a bun, which was fixed with a hairpin made of unknown wood, and prevented it from falling apart.

Her expression is tranquil, and she has an inexplicable temperament, which makes people feel that after they feel it, their hearts will unconsciously become peaceful and serene.

The first time Jiang Fan saw her, he felt a little disobedient.

It stands to reason that women don't all like to dress themselves up beautifully?

Even if it is a cold personality like his senior sister, who doesn't like to apply grease and powder on weekdays, the green clothes she wears will have some good-looking patterns on them.

But this aunt is too simple.

The gray robe is really just a gray robe, with no decorative lines at all.

It's so simple that she doesn't look like a normal woman at all.

It's always a little weird.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan froze down, threw these irrelevant distracting thoughts out of his mind, and then swept his gaze across the main hall.

I saw that on the coffee table next to my senior sister and these two people, there was a cup of steaming spiritual tea on each side.

It seemed that they should have been talking about something before, but because of their arrival, they were temporarily interrupted.

Jiang Fan usually spends his days alone with his senior sister, and at other times, he is basically in a state of disguise.

Moreover, the image of the disguise is not the same every time.

Therefore, Lei Xinghe, who had only met him once, couldn't recognize him as the man standing behind the other party when he stopped Sikong Yueling yesterday.

They had a good chat with the owner of this place, but they didn't expect a stranger to appear in the middle of the road.

Ji Miaofu and his junior brother glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Sikong Yueling noticed the expressions of the two, and knew it in his heart, and opened his mouth to introduce to them:

"This is my junior brother, you can call him Jiang ......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, her faint green eyes turned to Jiang Fan, and then continued:

"Jiang Fei."

"Ginger of ginger, flying of swords."

This is naturally not Jiang Fan's real name.

The girl Lan Zhihui was heartbroken, she knew that her junior brother was now in a state of suspended animation in order to guard against Han Yun, so she made up a pseudonym at random.

Jiang Fan is not a fool, seeing the gaze cast by his senior sister, he naturally understands.

He bowed to Ji Miaofu and Lei Xinghe:

"In Xia Yue Ling Island, Jiang Fei has seen two Taoist friends."

Seeing this, Dao Gu and the strong man hurriedly returned the salute, and introduced themselves one after another:

"Miaoyin Island, Ji Miaofu."

"Star River Island Thunder Star River."

The moment the two of them arched their hands, they simultaneously released their spiritual sense and swept over the man in front of them.

The information found made the two of them shocked at the same time.

The fluctuations in the spiritual power of this person's body are not weaker than his own.

In other words, the strength of the other party is at least in the late stage of the foundation building realm, or even the foundation building consummation.

Where did this monk come from?

Ji Miaofu subconsciously glanced at his junior brother and found that the other party also happened to turn his head to look at him.

At the same time, the two saw two emotions of doubt and shock in each other's eyes.

The three of them saluted each other and straightened up.

Then, he began to stare wide-eyed.

After all, they didn't know each other well, and what Ji Miaofu and Lei Xinghe had chatted with Sikong Yueling about before was a secret topic about competing for the throne of the next Spirit Heart Valley Lord.

Jiang Fan suddenly interjected, and the two who didn't know his details naturally didn't dare to continue to speak.

Sikong Yueling, who was standing on the side, noticed this slightly embarrassing atmosphere, and took the initiative to say to the two guests:

"Senior Sister Ji, Senior Brother Lei, you can treat Senior Brother Jiang Fei and me as one."

"No matter what the secret topic is, as long as I know about it, I don't need to avoid him."

"We can pick up where we left off."

After hearing the statement of the girl in Tsing Yi, the two were taken aback again.

In their eyes when they looked at Jiang Fan, in addition to the doubts and shocks at the beginning, there was now a strong curiosity.

You must know that Sikong Yueling is in the Spirit Heart Valley, and has always been known for his cold temperament.

What kind of sacredness is this man, who can make her so favored.

When the two thought of this, although they had the heart to ask, they also knew that the relationship between several people was not suitable for talking.

Although they had some concerns at the moment, since the owner of this place had said so, after hesitating for a while, they decided to continue talking about the previous topic.

Ji Miaofu picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said:

"Senior Sister Moon Spirit, I don't know what you think of the things I mentioned earlier?"

When the girl in Tsing Yi heard this, she sighed, and also picked up the teacup and took a sip before replying:

"Senior Sister Ji, to be honest, seven thousand spirit stones are indeed very tempting, but I really can't agree to the request to help you ascend to the Lingxin Valley Venerable Throne."

Ji Miao helped the girl's response, the hand serving the tea trembled slightly, and put the tea cup back.

She looked puzzled and asked:

"Can you tell me why? Is it because there are fewer spirit stones? ”

"If that's the case, I can also add a condition, after I ascend to the throne of the Lord of the Spirit Heart Valley, I will allocate an additional 3,000 spirit stones to you every month."

"Look, that's a lot of money......

Jiang Fan sat on the side, silently listening to the light words of the two, while condensing his mind and began to check Ji Miaofu's luck.

[Innate Wind Spirit Root, Seed of the World (Elementary), Master of Rhythm, Possession of the Poor God, Calm Spirit]

【Seed of the World (Elementary): A Fruit That Has Just Begun to Grow】

[Master of Rhythm: Proficient in various musical instruments, very sensitive to rhythm, can transform various types of sounds into spells]

[Possessed by the Poor God: No matter how many spirit stones you earn, you will eventually spend them all because of all kinds of inexplicable things]

[Concentration and calmness: self-cultivation has reached the realm of small success]

Jiang Fan frowned slightly when he saw the world's seed luck on Dao Gu's body.

This entry is exactly the same as the one on Han Yun's body.

He thought about it and found that the two had something in common, that is, they had both gone to the Taoist Academy to practice.

Perhaps, this is a kind of luck unique to the monks who have gone there to practice?

Since he had only seen this luck entry in these two people so far, he couldn't confirm this conjecture, so he temporarily suppressed it in his heart.

Other than that, the other three are okay and no problem.

But this poor god possessed the body, which really made Jiang Fan's expression almost collapse.

He subconsciously looked at the other party again with his gaze.

At the beginning, when I saw that he was dressed plainly, I thought that this was the style that the other party liked.

Now that I think about it, eighty percent of it is because I am too poor, so I can only do it.

No wonder I felt a little inexplicable disobedience when I saw each other at first sight.

Jiang Fan thought of this, he didn't know why, although he had never known the other party before, he was inexplicably sympathetic to the other party in his heart.

Thinking about it, Ji Miaofu has lived for decades, and life must have been very hard.

He struggled inwardly.

Do you want to help the other party get rid of the luck of this poor god's possession?

Forget it, it's better not to make a move.

After all, he and this aunt are not related, and even the other party may be enemies.

In this case, why bother?