Chapter 1348 Decision

In fact, Ji Yansong didn't know the news of the sect master's existence through the day.

When Jian Ai was found by Bai Bai, she had specially warned her. Before the time came, she didn't want to disturb the lives of others, so Bai Bai kept the news of Jian Ai, the sect master, a secret.

But nothing in this world can escape Ji Yansong's divination. He has already calculated the news of Jian Ai's appearance through a mystery.

When the old man Ji's fate came to an end, it was also Ji Yansong's fortune-telling calculation in advance.

Although he later learned through the day that the door owner was a little girl, Ji Yansong could not hide his surprise when he saw it with his own eyes.

In addition to Jian Ai's age, there is also the forbidden power of Shexianmen inherited by her body - the power of blood!

This extraordinarily evil ability has been lost for thousands of years, and now it has reappeared in the sect master. The extremely bloody scene that night was vivid in my mind, showing the ruthlessness of the power of blood.

If you don't give good guidance and training, if the sect master is swallowed up by the power of blood in the future, it may cause a catastrophe.

Ji Yansong sighed deeply, and secretly said in his heart: Disaster and blessing depend on, blessing and disaster lie, everything is determined!

Jian Ai fell asleep again, and woke up at night. After eating some liquid food, she felt that her body had some strength, and she could barely prop up and lean against the head of the bed.

"Uncle Ji, why am I so weak?" Jian Ai looked at Ji Yansong and asked.

At the beginning, she used the power of blood once, and although she fell into a coma later, she didn't stay in a coma for so long.

Why does it feel different this time? The whole person seemed to be exhausted.

Because Ji Yansong was older than his mother, Jian Ai asked him for his advice and called him Uncle Ji directly.

Ji Yansong heard the words and explained: "The power of blood is extremely powerful. If you want to use the advanced mental technique of the power of blood that night, it will consume even more power."

Jian Ai nodded in understanding, and murmured, "So it is."

Looking up, Jian Ai looked at Ji Yansong and said, "When will I recover? I want to go back as soon as possible!"

It's been too long since she left Huaxia this time, far beyond the time she and her mother explained, and the final exam is coming soon, she doesn't want to miss the exam.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yansong's expression became slightly solemn after hearing Jian Ai's words. He didn't say a word for a while, but it seemed that he had something to say.

"Uncle Ji..." Jian Ai couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw this, and said, "If you have something to say, it doesn't matter!"

Ji Yansong sighed softly, looked at Jian Ai and said very seriously: "Sect Master, you have inherited the forbidden power of Shexian Sect, and this power of blood is very evil. If you don't have the correct guidance and correction, you will cultivate blindly. It's very possible to go crazy."

Without waiting for Jian Ai to speak, Ji Yansong continued: "This power originally did not belong to our Shexian Sect. Although your system seems to have advanced successfully and successfully awakened the power of blood, it is difficult to cultivate the power of blood. It’s far from the beginning, and if you’re a little careless, not only will you fall into a state of doom, but the people around you will also be implicated.”

"After all, the power of blood is vicious and abnormal. You are in an unconscious state when you use it twice. It can be seen that the power of blood has an extraordinary ability to control the mind."

When Jian Ai heard Ji Yansong's words, she couldn't help but mention it, because she knew that what the high priest said was by no means sensational.

Besides, she herself doesn't like this out of control state very much, and she is very afraid that one day she will hurt the people around her.

But she has been unable to grasp the power of blood, unable to control her ability as freely as the other Twelve Guardians. For her, the power of blood is more like the one being manipulated.

But……

"Then what should I do?" Jian Ai lost her mind. She had thought of living in peace with the power of blood. As long as it didn't appear on its own initiative, she wasn't in a hurry to wake it up.

But this is obviously not a long-term solution.

Ji Yansong looked at Jian Ai and said solemnly, "I hope the sect master can stay with me in the future, and I will do my best to help the sect master cultivate the power of blood."

"Stay here?" Jian Ai couldn't help but be surprised.

Ji Yansong nodded: "This is the only way, and it is also what the sect master must agree to."

Although it was a negotiating tone, Ji Yansong obviously gave a death order. No one among the Twelve Guardians dared to order Jian Ai, and this was the first time she was ordered in a coercive tone.

But Jane Ai knew that since the high priest said so, it proved that this was indeed the only way.

Except for him, no one can help him cultivate the power of blood.

"How long?" Jian Ai asked subconsciously.

Ji Yansong shook his head: "Not sure, maybe a year and a half, maybe three or five years, or even longer."

When Jian Ai heard this, she couldn't help but weigh in her heart. The company has just entered stability, her mother's liver cancer has just recovered, and the people from Shexianmen have just reunited...

Right now, obviously she should not be absent, let alone leave the people around her at such a moment.

And Ji Haoyu, she planned to show him her heart after this incident... If he left like this, would he still be willing to wait for him to come back?

All kinds of emotions flooded into her heart, causing Jian Ai to be entangled for a while.

But in the end, Jian Ai nodded.

Because compared with everything she was worried about, the most unstable factor was the power of blood. Jian Ai was very afraid that she would lose control again, and she had to learn to control her ability as soon as possible.

But after agreeing, Jian Ai said to Ji Yansong, "Uncle Ji, I promise you will stay here. But not now."

After a pause, Jian Ai continued: "Huaxia is about to celebrate the New Year, I want to go back first, arrange everything properly, meet the people who should be seen, say what should be said, and do what should be done, like this Only then can I leave with peace of mind. But whether it is a year and a half, or three or five years, I will stay here and concentrate on my cultivation.”

Ji Yansong heard the words, but he did not object, and nodded lightly: "That's fine."

Seeing Ji Yansong agree, Jian Ai couldn't help laughing. Although she is reluctant to let go of everything and leave Huaxia, as Ji Yansong said, this is the only way for her, and she can only do this.

After talking about her own business, Jian Ai couldn't help looking at Ji Yansong's exploratory look, and after a long time she couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Ji, are you from the Ji family?"

When Ji Yansong heard the Ji family, his expression was slightly startled, and then he raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Ai before nodding lightly, and said, "The sect master seems to be related to the Ji family."

Jian Ai smiled and nodded.

When Mr. Ji had an accident, he was at Ji's house, so the high priest must have known it.

"Then you belong to Grandpa Ji..." Jian Ai tentatively opened her mouth.

Ji Yansong replied, "Ji Minghui is my father!"