Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

A monk who can truly break through the Nascent Soul must have qualifications, opportunities, resources, understanding, and a tough mind.

On the Nine Provinces Continent, there are even fewer people who can meet this condition.

Of course Zhou Jiran also knew what Zhang Bing’s subtext was. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind and he said: “There is another way to break through the Yuanying in your twenties, and that is to practice the Qianyuan Blood Burning Technique to burn Forcibly improve your cultivation level at the cost of spending your life span."

Zhang Bing shook his head, "Things related to the Qianyuan Blood Burning Technique were all destroyed hundreds of years ago. It is impossible for him to be talented."

Hearing Zhang Bing's words, Zhou Jiran frowned slightly. He actually didn't believe that Mo Jinghong, who had a noble and unparalleled temperament, would practice the Qianyuan Blood Burning Technique.

Besides, what cultivators pursue is to live the same life in heaven and earth.

The method of practicing Shouyuan is extremely risky, and you will die suddenly if you are not careful.

Normally no one would be stupid enough to practice this kind of technique!

Hu Yunxiang spoke up, "What you said is not quite right. Most people who practice Qianyuan Blood Burning Technique are old and ugly, but that young man's appearance is astonishing. He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, so he doesn't look like him. "

"That must be due to taking Zhuyan Dan." A team member continued.

Zhang Bing was even more unconvinced, "Zhu Yan Dan is an eighth-grade elixir. Why would a person who can obtain an eighth-grade elixir need to practice the Qianyuan Blood-Burning Technique? It doesn't make sense, captain, let's report this to the city lord first."

Zhou Jiran waved his hand and signaled everyone to disperse, leaving Su Yanran alone, "Don't be afraid, little girl. They all said you know those two people. Can you tell us about them in detail?"

Su Yanran looked horrified, "I'm afraid of retaliation."

"Don't be afraid. Even if the demon cultivator wants to kill someone, he wouldn't dare to do it so blatantly, especially in the territory of Foundry City." Zhou Jiran lowered his voice when he saw Su Yanran's pitiful look.

"I...I know one of them. Her name is Feng Qingran. She seems to have joined a sect called Lingyun Sect. I don't know that man, but he must be a demon cultivator too!" Su Yanran said timidly.

Su Yanran started to tremble as she spoke, "I'm so afraid that they will take revenge on me. Can you arrest them!?"

Su Yanran's soft eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed to be extremely scared.

"We will try our best to find those two people, but if you can draw pictures of those two people, it will be easier for us to arrest them." Zhou Jiran said seriously.

Su Yanran's eyes were gloomy, shining with a strange light, "I can paint for you, but you can't betray me."

Zhou Jiran's eyes flashed with deep thought, he took out his unique rice paper and ink pen and handed them to Su Yanran.

Su Yanran took it, feeling excited. She was an enemy of the Forging City. She wanted to see how Feng Qingran could turn around?

Su Yanran quickly drew a portrait of Feng Qingran. Unfortunately, due to her jealousy, she deliberately reduced Feng Qingran's beauty.

When she wanted to draw Mo Jinghong again, her hand paused in mid-air.

She could not recall the specific appearance of Mo Jinghong. She only remembered that Mo Jinghong had a tall and straight figure, dressed in white clothes, and had an extremely handsome appearance that no one could match.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Jiran asked when he saw that Su Yanran was reluctant to start writing.

"I can't draw that man." Su Yanran wrote several times without any ink.

The doubts in Zhou Jiran's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "If that's the case, then let's not waste the little girl's time.

Zhou Jiran pointed to a team member casually and said, "Send the little girl back."

Su Yanran originally wanted to tell some more information about Mo Jinghong, but found that she couldn't. She was horrified and didn't dare to stay any longer.

When Zhou Jiran saw Su Yanran leaving, he asked his team members to find a few people who were watching just now.

Some people haven't left yet, but within a few breaths, the team members came with more than a dozen people.

Zhou Jiran questioned him one by one and found that no one could remember Mo Jinghong's face anymore, and they couldn't tell him anything about Mo Jinghong's characteristics.

Even Feng Qingran's appearance slowly disappeared in everyone's minds.

Zhou Jiran thanked everyone and asked the team members to send them off.

Zhou Jiran raised his hand to burn Feng Qingran's portrait and said seriously: "Zhang Bing, please go down and stop this matter. No further investigation is allowed."

"Why?" Zhang Bing was confused.

"This person cannot be investigated, at least not in the open. I will report it to the city lord and let him handle it." There was fear in Zhou Jiran's eyes.

He clearly glanced at Mo Jinghong at the last time, but now he can't remember any of Mo Jinghong's features.

Some memories flashed through Zhou Jiran's mind, and he murmured to himself: "Are the descendants of that family coming back for revenge? It seems that the Nine Provinces Continent is in chaos, and protecting yourself wisely is the right way!"

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Lingyun Sect, the tenth peak.

Feng Qingran woke up slowly, opened her apricot eyes, and met Mo Jinghong's deep eyes.

Mo Jinghong took away the finger that was placed between Feng Qingran's eyebrows, and the red mark between Feng Qingran's eyebrows also disappeared.

Feng Qingran looked around, her eyes filled with luxury, "Seventh Senior Brother, what's wrong with me?"

She only remembered that she had murderous thoughts towards Su Yanran, and then she was gripped by an inexplicable emotion, and she couldn't remember it after that.

"Little junior sister, haven't you noticed anything special about your body?" Mo Jinghong asked.