Chapter 100 Drawing Array
Jiang Lisheng was shocked.

Even her master doesn't believe in him so much, where does Wei Qinglan get her confidence in her?
She was speechless for a long time. "Brother Wei, do you believe in my master's divination? Or do you believe in me? My master, even though everyone praises him, people who are familiar with him know that he is not very reasonable, otherwise he would not have accepted me as his only disciple. Even the leader of Kunlun, Qin, has a registered disciple, Brother Yunduan, in addition to you. But my master doesn't have that. He is just lazy. His divination is just a joke. I can't practice any technique well, which shows that his divination is wrong. I am not a talent at all. No one knows how useless I am better than myself. You have no basis to believe in me. I am just thick-skinned and thick-skinned. I am really not good enough."

Wei Qinglan closed her eyes and said, "Then let's die together."

Jiang Lisheng was speechless.

The surging spiritual power soon overflowed, surged, and then began to wreak havoc around Wei Qinglan.

Wei Qinglan had no control at all. The hand that was covering her eyes fell down, and she could only spit out blood continuously. The crimson clothes were soon dyed dark red by her own blood, so red that it almost blinded Jiang Lisheng's eyes.

She reached out to wipe the blood off him, really panicking, "Brother Wei, you said, you said you believe me, how do you believe me? What should I do? Can you tell me?"

Wei Qinglan shook his head, unable to speak, or rather, he didn't know either.

Jiang Lisheng shed tears loudly, which dripped onto Wei Qinglan's chest and merged with his blood. She was angry and hateful at the same time, "You are so annoying. If I died by myself, I would definitely not be so sad. If you die with me, I will be very sad. I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die either, but I don't know what I can do, what to do..."

While crying, she took out a bunch of pills from the storage ring with shaking hands. After sorting them out for a moment, she took out a bottle, poured it out, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wei Qinglan opened his mouth and swallowed it, but soon, the blood mixed with the pill was spat out again, and he couldn't eat it at all.

Jiang Lisheng stuffed two more pills in her mouth, with the same effect. Her eyes were blurred with tears. "Senior Brother Wei, you are so annoying."

Wei Qinglan felt that his soul was about to break apart. Mixed spiritual powers were fighting and strangling each other in his soul. But even though it hurt so much that he almost fainted, it was not as painful as the tears of the person in front of him, which burned his heart. The pain was so dense and heart-wrenching.

He reached out and covered her eyes again, "Stop crying."

Jiang Lisheng didn't want to cry either. She had never shed tears since she was a child. Every time she wanted to cry or felt like crying, she couldn't actually cry. She just cried in her heart. But now, she really couldn't control herself.

This sad feeling made her very angry with the person who made her cry.

She cursed him angrily, "Why did you come back? Who wants you to die with me? I'm not feeling bad at all right now. If I can't die, it will be a shame for you to die. Once I get out alive, I won't remember you."

Wei Qinglan said the same thing, "Stop crying. It makes me upset."

Jiang Li choked up, wanting to ask, what time is it, you still feel upset because of my crying? Are you still a human being? But looking at his appearance, she knew in her heart that he would be strangled by these mixed spiritual powers at any time, and would be torn into pieces bit by bit, and exploded to death. She didn't want to see a person like him turned into pieces in front of her.

If she had to die, she should die before him. So, she wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves, and tried to calm herself down, trying to concentrate and feel her soul. She found that it was still a mess and she couldn't see anything clearly, but she didn't feel that her soul was uncomfortable anymore, which was true. In other words, these mixed spiritual powers entered Wei Qinglan's soul, and he couldn't bear it, but she seemed to be able to bear it.

If all this spiritual power entered her spiritual palace, wouldn't he be fine?

She stretched out her hand and pressed it between his brows, trying to absorb the spiritual power rushing into his soul into hers. At first, there was no movement and no response, but she did not give up. She pierced her finger again and pressed it into his brow, and drew the word "out" on his brow with blood. She drew each stroke of the word with difficulty, as if there was infinite resistance. She even drew only half of the last stroke, and it was crooked. Looking at the whole thing, it looked like a semicircle.

After the painting was finished, there was still silence for a while. Just when Jiang Lisheng's patience ran out and he wanted to try another method in frustration, suddenly the word "out" seemed to come alive. Golden light shone brightly, and in an instant, it stirred up the spiritual power in Wei Qinglan's spiritual palace, and it surged out from his spiritual palace.

Wei Qinglan absorbed the mixed spiritual power into her spiritual palace and began to release it outwards. Following the word "out", it flowed into Jiang Lisheng's fingers, along the meridians, and began to enter her spiritual palace.

The waves were surging, rushing, and rushing forward, forming an array of "out", pouring into her and even drowning her.

Wei Qinglan felt it and suddenly opened her eyes to look at Jiang Lisheng.

Jiang Lisheng's face was pale, and her originally plain eyebrows and eyes looked even more bloodless. Her hands were shaking, and her whole body was shaking, but her eyes were bright. She bit her lips tightly, and her hand seemed to be nailed down, tapping Wei Qinglan's eyebrows.

Wei Qinglan opened her mouth and closed it again.

Jiang Lisheng didn't know how much she had to "release" to save Wei Qinglan from exploding and dying, but even if she knew how much she had to "release", she seemed unable to control herself. Her hand could no longer smooth out the word "release" and draw another word "collect". Under the inundation of surging spiritual power, she was even a little worried that her spiritual power, which she had cultivated, would be sucked dry.

But then he thought, after using up his own spiritual power several times, maybe there wasn't much left?
There was simply too much spiritual power in the altar, and it showed no sign of slowing down as it continued to flow towards the two of them.

But Wei Qinglan was no longer in pain. Although he was still lying on the ground, the spiritual power that entered his body was soon released and transferred into Jiang Lisheng's body. It seemed that under the altar formation, Jiang Lisheng used him and her, with blood as a guide, to draw a world and create a formation within a formation under the formation composed of her and him.

I don’t know if anyone has ever done this in history, but Jiang Lisheng did it.

Wei Qinglan looked at Jiang Lisheng with mixed feelings. He thought he was right. How could the Jade Sect Master of Qingxu make a mistake? He would not make a mistake. Otherwise, Uncle Master Qi would not have stagnated in his cultivation and could not make any further progress. He hated him to death.

Everyone says she is a waste, but does that mean everything they say is right?
will not.

The road is never smooth, and compared to her, he had it too smooth.

So, she asked him, why did he venture into the Buzhou Divine Realm, wasn't he afraid of death? No, it was because he didn't want a smooth road, and one day in the future, he would be cut off on the way, just like Master Uncle Qi, and could not make any progress.

Monthly ticket, huh?