C27 Mysterious Old Locust Tree

"Eight Trigrams, Five Elements, take my command, suppress!"

At this moment, a black figure suddenly jumped down from the balcony on the second floor. In the flickering light, Su Qian seemed to see the person holding an invisible horsetail whisk, quickly drawing a golden talisman in the air, and then covering the ball of red light with his hand.

Su Qian was shocked. That man was Uncle Liang, who had come to pay his respects to the deceased yesterday.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Liang!" Uncle Gao cupped his fists and thanked him.

"Zhenhui, hurry up and find a new location. The old locust tree is dying," Uncle Liang said solemnly to Uncle Gao.

Uncle Gao nodded his head solemnly and was about to leave when he was stopped by a cold voice.

"Aren't you going to explain anything?" Gao Ming asked unhappily.

Anyone who knew some spiritual spells would be able to see that the weird red light under the old locust tree was a powerful force that was full of unknowns, but Uncle Gao and Uncle Liang didn't say anything about it. It was obvious that they were trying to hide the mysterious existence under the tree.

Uncle Gao revealed a troubled expression as he glanced worriedly at Gao Ming before quickly entering the room.

Gao Ming turned around in surprise. He obviously did not expect that Uncle Gao would still not tell him the truth. The coldness in his eyes dropped to the freezing point.

Su Qian was so scared that her body trembled...

"Xuanfu Ring?"

Within the courtyard, Uncle Liang walked in front of her with light steps. His sharp gaze fell on the ring on Su Qian's hand with traces of surprise, "Who is Su Yan to you?"

His sudden question caused Su Qian to feel puzzled, but she still answered him honestly, "He's my uncle."

His face, which had been through a lot, slightly froze, and his expression was somewhat complicated, "You are Su Ze's daughter?"

Su Qian was still confused as she nodded, "You know my father and uncle?"

"I have met them a few times." He smiled and turned around as he spoke. He stood beside Su Qian-Shan under the roof.

Su Qian-Biang saw that in his eyes, there seemed to be some old memories. There was a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

"The fact that you can summon the Ice Soul Technique is already beyond your current cultivation level. However, forgive me for being frank. Although you are talented, you don't seem to be able to fully control the spiritual power in your body." His sharp analysis pointed out Su Qian's weakness.

Putting aside Su Qian's talent, his words were true. Normally, the Ice Soul Technique was a talent skill for Water Spiritualists, but every time Su Qian used this move, she would feel the True Qi in her body go wild and her Spiritual power was hard to control. This caused her to spend a lot of effort, but she couldn't use the true power of the Ice Soul Technique.

Her mother was worried that she would suffer from the backlash of her innate talent, and often warned her not to use the Ice Soul Technique, but no matter how hard she tried to cultivate it, every time she secretly used it without her mother's knowledge, she would not be able to hold on for more than half an hour before her spiritual energy was exhausted.

"How do you know that?" Su was surprised that the man in front of her could tell at a glance what was wrong with her.

"Although your move is correct, it lacks strength. It is obvious that the Du Meridian has not been fully opened, so the Inner Core cannot display its true power." He smiled.

"Du meridian?" Su Qian didn't understand and extended her hands in an attempt to find something, but she couldn't find anything.

"Hold your hands in front of your stomach and focus on your dantian." He ordered.

Su Qian did as he was told. Her left hand formed a half-moon shape in front of her stomach. She closed her eyes and as the spiritual power in her body circulated, she saw a ball of purple light in her dantian.

Dong! Dong!

Suddenly, Su Qian felt a pain in her back where her right shoulder was and in the middle of her spine.

She hurriedly opened her eyes and rubbed her sore spot. She looked at Uncle Liang who was walking out from behind her.

"Don't be nervous. I am just helping you open your Du Meridian. Now try to operate your martial art again." Uncle Liang explained with a warm smile.

Su Qianzhang did as he said and closed her eyes again. As expected, the light from her inner core became stronger. She tried to summon it with her spiritual power.

She happily opened her eyes and said to Uncle Liang with a face full of surprise, "Yes, yes, my Zhen Qi feels much smoother now!"

Uncle Liang must have opened the blocked Du Meridian for her just now. She really did not know how to thank him!

"Among the five elements, only the water element can be tough with a hint of softness. Using softness to overcome hardness, it has the most aura of the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams. You still need to circulate your inner energy well to be able to surpass the Ice Soul Technique." Uncle Liang warned.

Su Qian bowed to him gratefully, "Junior understands. Thank you, Uncle Liang!"

He waved his hand and apologized to Su Qian for her gratitude. Then he walked out of the courtyard.

This advice from an expert was no doubt a great gain for Su Qian, but she still needed some time to prepare her Zhen Qi. Thinking of this, she happily went back to her room to meditate.

...

The night spread across the sky, covering the forest and the fields.

Su Qian, who had been meditating for the whole day, had finally circulated most of her True Qi. She stretched out her hand to check her spiritual power, which had not improved for months.

After packing a set of clothes, she was about to go take a shower when she unexpectedly bumped into Gao Ming, who had just come out of the bathroom.

Perhaps it was because it was late at night and most of the men had gone to bed, but when he came out of the shower, he was wrapped in a towel that covered his lower body.

Su Qian hurriedly withdrew her shy gaze and slightly turned around. She didn't know where to look with her rolling eyes.

Gao Ming might have also felt the slight awkwardness in the air, but he didn't say anything. After passing by her, he went straight back to his room and closed the door.

Only then did Su Qian enter the bathroom and prepare to shower.

By the time she finished her bath and her clothes, it was already half past eleven in the morning. Su Qian, who had just returned from hanging up the laundry outside, found the lights still on in Gao Ming's room.

"Do you like Xiao Qian?"

Li Zezhe's sudden question made Su Qian, who was passing by the door, tense up. She immediately stopped walking back to her room.

"How about this?"

"Don't change the topic."

Not only Li Zezhe, but Su Qian also wanted to know Gao Ming's answer, but at the same time, she held her hands in front of her clothes in fear.

"You know, she's not my type. That's what I like."

"Where is An Wei'er?"

"Brother, that's hundreds of years ago..."

Su Qian was no longer in the mood to listen to what they said after that. Her chest felt like it was made of lead, and she felt a strong sense of loss, which made her hide in her room in a hurry.

Leaning against the door, the loneliness in the room was like an endless loneliness, rushing over from all directions and surrounding her.

The phrase "only treat her as a sister" kept repeating itself in her mind. She didn't dare ask for it, but when she heard Gao Ming say it, she still felt bad. Disappointment made her see the truth in time, and even without Anvil, she wouldn't have been the person in Gao Ming's heart.

She went back to bed, suddenly glad that she had heard what Gao Ming had said. At least she had seen where she was in time, and there would be no more trouble in the future.

With a bitter smile, she forced herself not to think anymore. She curled up into a ball and gradually fell asleep...

Early in the morning, Su Qian packed her clothes. Before she left, she went to say goodbye to Uncle Gao and the others.

"Is Xiao Qian leaving?" Auntie Qiu, who was kneading dough in the kitchen, heard this and wiped her hands in front of her apron. She quickly went forward and held on to Su Xiao Qian's arm, "It's the holiday today, let's stay for a reunion dinner!"

"Yes, your Aunt Qiu is cooking dumplings tonight. Let's leave after dinner." Uncle Gao warmly invited her.

Su Qian smiled faintly and calmly replied, "Thank you for your kind intentions, but there is a flight to Bai City in the afternoon. I still want to go back earlier."

She had promised her mother that she would return on the third day, but yesterday she had been so excited about the opening of the Du meridian that she had awakened late, so she had booked a plane ticket back early this morning.

"Even if I go back now, the school is still on holiday."

Auntie Qiu pulled her and refused to let her go. At this time, Gao Ming happened to walk out of the room. When he saw Su Qian carrying her bag, he asked curiously, "Are you leaving?"

Whenever Su Qian saw him, she would think of what she had eavesdropped on last night. She always felt a little awkward, so she deliberately avoided his eyes.

"Yes, my mom is alone at home. I want to go back early," she replied in a low voice while focusing on the patterns on the floor.

"Judging from the weather, it's going to rain again. Don't go yet. Come back to White City with me and Li Zezhe tomorrow." Gao Mingyan's concern reached Su Qian's ears.

Looking out, there were dark clouds covering the sky. It was indeed going to be another storm.

Su Qian was curious. The Wind City was famous for being dry, but it had been raining a lot these days.

She started to hesitate. Aunt Qiu kept asking her to stay, so she couldn't refuse. She had to agree and carry her bag back into the house.

After the wedding, the mansion gradually returned to normal.

In the afternoon, the uncles said goodbye to each other one by one. Uncle Gao couldn't stop them, so he could only send them off one by one. Only Uncle Liang looked past Uncle Gao and occasionally landed on Su Qianyun who was sitting in the other hall.

Su Qian did not know what they were talking about. Anyway, after Uncle Gao sent Uncle Liang off, he turned around and looked at her for a while. There was a deep look in his eyes, but the smile on his face was still warm and polite.