The only way

"Nanhe!"

The boy lying on the bed suddenly sat up straight, his eyes still filled with lingering murderous intent and determination.

What he shouted was a woman's name.

There was silence all around, except for the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, soothing the young man's needle-like head.

The killing intent and determination in the young man's eyes slowly faded away, and they were slowly stained with doubt.

He first looked down at his body. It was intact, without any trace of injury. The clothes he wore had not changed, but they were spotless.

Looking around again, this is a spacious bedroom. The decoration is not gorgeous, but it is full of elegance.

Outside the half-open window, you can vaguely see the blue sky and the brilliant flowers in bloom.

The young man grabbed the quilt uneasily. The touch was smooth and soft. Everything here was unfamiliar to him.

Where is this place?

Where is that beast?

Shouldn't he die with that beast?

Didn’t the monk who sold him the thunder bead say that the Qi Refining monk would never be able to stop it?

He is just a mortal, shouldn't he die?

One question after another appeared in the young man's mind. He didn't know the answer, but he desperately wanted to get the answer.

Especially, the life and death of the beast who captured Nan He and killed Uncle Nan's family.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he wasn't dead, then that beast wasn't dead either?

He made a desperate attempt to assassinate the beast, but failed this time. The next time the beast was on guard, it would be even more difficult to succeed.

An uneasy and unwilling look appeared in the young man's eyes again.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get up. He had to know about that beast!

Before he could get up, the closed door creaked and someone opened it from the outside.

A green figure walked in. Seeing the young man about to get out of bed, he said with an unchanging expression, "Are you awake?"

The young man was startled and looked at the person with a wary expression.

The visitor looked to be a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a blue robe, with a token hanging on his waist, and a handsome face.

There is a noble attitude when walking, like a noble prince who has been in a high position for a long time, but his eyes are very calm and indifferent when looking at people, and he is very much like those immortals who are not stained by the mortal world.

The young man's eyes were fixed on the visitor's robe and token.

Although he didn't know much, he also knew that this was the monk's robe and symbol.

This outfit looks like the Sanqing Dao Sect that the monks say is the immortal sect that truly controls Jumang City and even the entire Jiu Ming Prefecture.

The blue robe has the token of Sanqing written on it.

What the young man had only heard of before, now appeared in front of him.

The one who saved him was a monk from the Sanqing Dao Sect? Why save him? They saved that beast too?

Facing the question from the visitor, the young man remained vigilant and pursed his lips in silence.

Li Xianxian glanced at the vigilant and silent young man, and was not surprised.

"Your name is Jiang Heyun, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the vigilance in young Jiang Heyun's eyes became even stronger.

The thorns all over its body are like a defensive hedgehog.

Li Xianxian took out a purse and a bottle of pills and placed them on the table.

"You want to die together with that Lei Feng Dao disciple because of your childhood sweetheart? That little girl named Nan He?"

As if chatting, Li Xianxian was taking things out of his storage bag while talking.

Jiang Heyun never said a word, but when he mentioned Nan He, he quietly clenched his hands.

"Don't worry, the little girl named Nan He is in the room next to yours now. She was a little injured, but she has taken the elixir and is sleeping soundly."

Hearing this, Jiang Heyun quickly got out of bed and wanted to walk out of the house.

As a result, as soon as he got off the ground, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground weakly.

He looked at his legs blankly, and looked at Li Xianxian a little helplessly. Li Xianxian saw clearly the panic in the young man's eyes, and hurriedly comforted him, "Don't worry, it's just some sequelae. Although my master saved you, your body was still damaged by the thunder bead, and you were hanging when you were rescued by my master. One breath.”

"However, my master is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul. She personally rescued you and even restored your physical body. But after all, it was damaged. It will take some time for you to fully recover."

When Jiang Heyun mentioned his master, he saw this monk who was always calm, with gentleness and pride in his eyes.

Nascent Soul Lord?

Jiang Heyun was shocked. In order to kill that beast, he had learned a lot about the monks and what kind of existence Nascent Soul True Lord was.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhenjun Nascent Soul who saved him and Nan He.

Jiang Heyun is not stupid. Most of the people he comes into contact with are some casual cultivators with low cultivation. In their words, these large sects protect each other and look down on both casual cultivators and ordinary people.

It is simply ridiculous to say that he wants to find other immortal sects to redress his grievances.

Jiang Heyun also tried it once. He found a female cultivator who claimed to be from the Hidden Moon Sect and handed over a note asking for help.

He thought that most of the female cultivators in the Hidden Moon Sect, as they were also women, might be more sympathetic to Nan He's experience.

The result was indeed as he expected. The female cultivator was quite angry and seemed willing to take care of this matter.

But she went back to the Hidden Moon Sect's headquarters and never showed up again.

Jiang Heyun waited outside the Biyue Sect's residence for a day and understood what the casual cultivator meant.

Finally, he exchanged the relics left by his parents for a thunder bead.

He couldn't break into the Lei Feng Road and rescue Nan He, but he could die with that beast!

As a result, he was saved? Nan He was also rescued? Or was he saved by True Lord Nascent Soul?

Jiang Heyun understood after thinking about it for a moment.

Because whether it was the Sanqing Taoist Sect or the Yuanying True Lord, they would definitely disdain to deceive him as a mortal.

Saving them showed that the Sanqing Dao Sect and the Lei Feng Dao were definitely not the same species.

Jiang Heyun looked at Li Xianxian and finally said, "Jiang Heyun, may I ask what the immortal is called? What is your master called?"

"My name is Li Xianxian. My master's Taoist name is Taiwei. You can call her Zhenjun Taiwei." Li Xianxian smiled slightly, "My master is indeed like an immortal, but I am just a monk, not an immortal."

Compared with the casual cultivators, these immortal monks who are supposed to be superior to the casual cultivators seem to be less difficult to contact.

Jiang Heyun could feel the gentle attitude of this monk named Li Xianxian. He held the bed and wanted to stand up and salute.

Li Xianxian stepped forward, stretched out his hand to help him, and stopped his movements, "I'll say thank you after you have recovered. You can rest assured to recover. My master already knows what Lei Fengdao has done. They and the Lou family have all escaped." But it’s my master’s punishment.”

"The Lei Feng Dao disciple you want to kill is now in the dungeon."

Although Jiang Heyun's Thunder Explosion Pearl did not kill the Lei Feng Dao disciple, it also seriously injured him. Now that his spiritual power has been sealed, his storage bag has been collected, and he is just lingering in the dungeon.

When the thunder bead exploded, it happened to be when Lingchu's coercion covered the whole city. When his spiritual consciousness swept over this place, he discovered Jiang Heyun and the Lei Feng Dao disciples.

After all, it will take time to suppress the spiritual consciousness and then tear apart the space to rush over. We only have time to save one life.

The dying Jiang Heyun was brought back by Lingchu, rescued and cured of his injuries.

As for the disciples of Lei Feng Dao, they were naturally thrown into the dungeon.

Treat an injury? impossible.

The disciple is naturally responsible for the aftermath of the person rescued by the master.

Li Xianxian followed Uncle Jindan into Lei Feng Road, rescued Nan He who was locked in the house and committed suicide on hunger strike, and placed him next door to Jiang Heyun.

After dealing with Lei Fengdao and the Lou family's affairs, he came back and found that Jiang Heyun had woken up.

That's how this conversation happened.

The chapter title is the inspiration for Jiang Heyun’s name. I also like this poem! So I happily decided to use it as the chapter name!