♂♂♂↙Enter address: om
The girl kneeling on the ground looked at Shi Qing in disbelief, her face turned pale, and her lips trembled: "Master, Master..."
Shi Qing glanced at it lightly, and this glance brought the power of the fit-in period. Even if his cultivation was drugged, it was enough to make the little disciple who only had Nascent Soul froze and couldn't say a word.
The next second, Immortal Venerable dressed in white waved his sleeves and sent her away from here.
Qiao Lingyu, who was sent to the foot of the mountain, was lost for a while before walking towards a small wooden house in the distance.
Qingjian Peak is famous for its rich heritage. As the eldest disciple of Qingjian Peak, Rong Jue should live in Qingjian Peak with strong spiritual energy with his younger brother and sister. at the foot of the mountain.
Living in this small wooden house, because of the thinness of spiritual energy, cultivation is more difficult than that of junior brothers and sisters.
Qiao Lingyu couldn't understand why the master was always so harsh to the senior brother. It was clear that the senior brother had won many honors for Qingjian Peak since he was a child. Teach brothers and sisters.
The comprehension world respects the teacher, even if Qiao Lingyu has many doubts in her heart, she does not dare to question the teacher, so she can only cry all the way to the residence of Rong Jue.
It is so shabby that it is hard to believe that this is the wooden house where a disciple of the imaginary stage is about to live. On the bed lies a handsome man with a pale face and blood-stained abdomen, while a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old is sitting on the side of the bed. Be careful to protect the overflowing cultivation for him.
Qiao Lingyu's eyes fell on Rong Jue, who was weak and closed his eyes.
He was born with sword eyebrows, star eyes and deep facial features. Even in the cultivation world where there are many beauties, he can be said to be a rare beautiful man. In addition, when he looks at people, he always seems to have a three-point smile. He has such a cultivation level at a young age. No matter where it is, it is the focus of everyone.
But now, such an excellent senior brother can only lie here and wait to die.
Thinking of this, Qiao Lingyu couldn't hide the sadness on her face, she lowered her head and continued to sob as if she had done something wrong.
The second senior brother, who was working hard to protect the Dharma for Rong Jue, saw her like this and gritted his teeth: "Is Shizun still unwilling to heal the senior brother?"
Qiao Lingyu shook his head and choked:
"Master said that the loss of the senior brother has lost the face of Qingjianfeng. He will not heal him, and he will not allow us to help the senior brother to heal. Otherwise, we will be expelled from the master."
The second senior brother's face was also pale.
In the realm of self-cultivation, if anyone is expelled from the teacher's door, it must be a big mistake, and he will be charged with crimes in this life, and no immortal sect will accept it again.
But if Big Brother doesn't get medical treatment, his life can't be saved!
He murmured: "Master, is he... so heartless?"
He is a descendant of Shiqing's mother's family. He was sent to Qingjian Peak to worship him since he was a child. Since he was a child, he could feel that the master likes him the most among the brothers and sisters. He always thought that it was because the two were related by blood. relationship, I have always admired Master.
Even if you know that the master is strict with the senior brother, he only thinks that the master is a master, but now, the master is obviously taking the life of the senior brother.
The young man gritted his teeth again and stood up abruptly: "I'm going to ask Master to find out!"
Rong Jue, who had been closing her eyes and seemed to be asleep, slowly opened her eyes and said indifferently, "Don't go."
Qiao Lingyu cried for a while, and ran to the bedside with half joy and half worry: "Eldest brother, you are awake."
Rong Jue moved his fingers with difficulty, and said to the younger brother who was also full of joy: "Don't waste your efforts, Master will not be soft-hearted."
"No, Senior Brother, don't think like that. Master just feels that he has lost face. You are Master's most proud disciple. He will definitely come to save you when his anger is gone." Qiao Lingyu tried to comfort Rong Jue: "You are going to practice the virtual period now, and it is impossible for the master to give up on you."
An apprentice at the refining stage, even in the first immortal sect of Chiyun Sect, is definitely very capable.
There was a hint of mockery on Rong Jue's pale face.
Why not give up on him.
This secret trick hidden in his body has been obstructing his self-healing and maintaining the spiritual energy of his cultivation. Isn't that what his good master entered
The immortal who is high above and always seems to be smiling is nothing but a hypocrite.
But, why in the end!
Why put him to death like this.
Over the years, isn't he respectful enough to Shi Qing
The original sturdy Dao Heart shattered, as if there was a mass of black air surrounding Rong Jue's heart.
The eyes of the man who used to be the favored man of the sky gradually turned into rich black where the two of them didn't notice.
The other half of the bloodline hidden in the body took the opportunity to infect the master's entire body.
It has a great appetite and devours it greedily.
Integrity, kindness, compassion, gentleness—
Rong Jue's other hand hidden under the quilt clenched into a fist and slowly closed his eyes:
"You should go back. Since the master ordered it, it's better not to disobey him."
The young and energetic second junior brother said unwillingly: "But if you don't give treatment, senior brother, your cultivation level..."
"My cultivation base has already fallen apart, and I can't keep much of it. Now I'm a waste. There's no need to confront the master for me. Come back, I know what I know."
Rong Jue's words made the younger sister cry even more.
The second junior brother wanted to say more, but he heard the person on the bed scolded: "What? Now that I have become a cripple, the junior brother and junior sister won't listen to me?"
Rong Jue has a good temper and never spoke to them in such a cold and sarcastic tone before. The two of them were a little scared, but they didn't think much about it. They only thought that the senior brother didn't want to implicate them, so he deliberately made this gesture.
They didn't know what to do, and in the end they could only leave here sadly.
After the two left, Rong Jue slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes are light brown, and when he looks at people, he always seems to be a little serious, and when he treats others, he is always polite regardless of status.
Because of such a pure gentleman's conduct, many senior and junior sisters from other peaks of Chiyunzong wanted to form a Taoist partner with him, but Rongjue had always been dedicated to Taoism and declined one by one without harming the other party.
But now, those eyes that were always gentle but dark, seemed to have fallen into the abyss.
Rong Jue groped and sat up with difficulty, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, pinched them to make a decision, touched the abdominal wound, and pressed in with no expression.
It was impossible to say that there was no pain, but Rong Jue's handsome face still showed no expression, only the paler complexion and the beads of sweat on his forehead could tell that he had suffered. what a pain.
The slender fingertips continued along the blood to the abdomen. He used the little remaining spiritual power to probe around the body. When he sensed the familiar spiritual power that was staying in his dantian and was overbearingly destroying the cultivation base, he tried Exploring his own spiritual power.
As soon as the light-white spiritual power came into contact with the Rong Jue spiritual power, it immediately destroyed it arrogantly.
"Uh-"
As his spiritual power was destroyed, even Rong Jue couldn't help but let out a painful muffled sound. With a pale face, he slowly removed his hand from the wound.
Master…
He is determined to make himself a waste.
Since the moment his cultivation base was destroyed, Rong Jue has not been in pain for a moment.
This kind of pain is as if someone was using a knife to scrape off the flesh from his body, and when the flesh is scraped, the bones are cut.
Rong Jue seemed to have been in a coma with his eyes closed from the time he was attacked to the present, but in fact he was awake every minute and every second.
Feel the pain awake.
Soberly review the first half of his life.
The admiration for the master was wiped out by the cold rebuke, and he tried to cultivate and break through the excitement to find the master to announce the good news, but he was indifferent to him.
The harder he worked, the more Shizun seemed to hate him.
Everyone knows that Xianzun Shiqing of Qingjianfeng has three disciples, of which the eldest disciple is the most outstanding.
But in Qingjian Peak, the younger brother and the younger sister can get the gentle smile of the master, and occasionally they will give guidance a few times.
In its place were reprimands, disgust and actions that seemed to want to stomp him in the dirt.
In the past, Rong Jue would also think:
Why did Master do this to me
Is it really love and hate
Is this just because he has a high talent, so he is more strict with him
But when he was fighting the enemy with all his strength, but was attacked by sneak attack, and after entering this spiritual power that dissipated his cultivation, those thoughts of self-comforting in the past became a joke.
What a good way.
Rong Jue lowered his eyes, and the mockery on his face became more and more intense.
He can't get rid of this spiritual power with all his methods. As long as he doesn't die in this life, Shi Qing's spiritual power will always follow him.
Naturally, as long as the aloof Immortal Venerable wanted to kill him, it was only a matter of second thoughts.
What if he knew who did the hands and feet
A crippled person and a fusion stage immortal, which is more important
Both the elders and the sect master in Xianzong watched Shi Qing grow up, and they all received the favor of the soaring superior. Can they not know what Shi Qing has done to him over the years
It's just that his Rong Jue's status in their minds is not as important as Shi Qing, so they just turned a blind eye and pretended they didn't see it.
The so-called Immortal Sect is no better than the Demon Cultivator they keep despising.
No, even more despicable.
At least the evil deeds in the devil world never hide it. Xianzong wears a benevolent skin, but allows Shi Qing Zuoju to destroy his disciples' path of cultivation.
Rong Jue could clearly find that there seemed to be a malice hidden in his body, which was leading his thoughts and thoughts to gradually turn towards the demon cultivator he once despised, but he didn't want to stop it.
Why stop it
On the bed, the handsome man with a pale face and dark eyes slowly raised his blood-stained hand, quietly looking at the bright red.
The world of comprehension cannot tolerate him.
Why can't he switch to the Demon Realm
Now that his cultivation base is completely destroyed, he can no longer practice the righteous path and immortal law.
But what about magic.
****
It was quiet at night, especially at the foot of the mountain, because it was where Xianzong was, and there was not even a single insect chirping.
Shi Qing quietly appeared at the foot of the mountain.
As an Immortal Venerable with the cultivation level of the fusion stage, even if he came up on drugs, he could still hang and beat a large number of people.
In this situation, he couldn't help but sing a song.
[The quiet roses open shyly~]
The system hesitated: [Host, out of tune.]
Shi Qing: [I know, I can remember the lyrics pretty well.]
The system carefully looked at the surrounding darkness, and asked in doubt:
[Host, why are we here at night?]
Even if this is a world of immortal cultivation, there is still nothing that should not be there. The foot of the mountain is pitch-black at night. If it is not for the high level of cultivation, you can perceive what is going on around you with your eyes closed. This is really not easy to walk. .
Shi Qing smiled and said: [Come to deliver medicine.]
[Otherwise, just leave it alone, it is hard to say whether Rong Jue can live for a month.]
The system suddenly realized, and then did not understand.
[Why not send it during the day? I can also brush the rejection degree, and now I have sent him to sleep...]
Shi Qing: [You don't understand, sometimes, the more you hide from the other party, the stronger the effect.]
The system still didn't understand, Shi Qing coaxed it: [Okay, go learn the song I sang just now, and you can sing it to me next time you're bored in meditation.]
It immediately went away obediently.
The candlelight was still lit in the cabin, and the Immortal Venerable dressed in white looked out the window and saw Rong Jue lying flat on the bed, frowning tightly, but with his eyes closed, he appeared in the house in the next second.
He silently waved his hand and took out a stick of incense from the ring, with his fingertips over it, the incense was lit, and a few green smoke rose.
Immortal Venerable turned around and placed the incense stick on the wooden table.
Behind him, Rong Jue, who seemed to be An Ning with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the familiar back, and smelled the incense that was specially used for peace. With his current cultivation, he was afraid that he would fall asleep until dawn after inhaling it for a while.
What else will Shi Qing do
Does he still think that his appearance is not enough
Rong Jue's hands under the quilt clenched into fists, silently closing his eyes and holding his breath. Fortunately, he still has some spiritual power, so he can't even hold his breath like a real mortal.
He hated him extremely, and what he hated even more was the feeling of powerlessness that he could only be a mermaid.
In the clenched fist under the quilt, the fingernails had already penetrated into the flesh.
Rong Jue closed his eyes and couldn't see the scene in front of him, but he could clearly feel a sinkhole beside the bed.
Shi Qing sat beside the bed.
He seemed to be still sleeping peacefully, but in fact, his body under the quilt was already tensed up, and he was wary of every movement that had suppressed his master in every possible way.
What is Shi Qing going to do to him
Ruining his cultivation is not counted, but also destroying his roots
Or, he has come up with some good way to torture himself.
In the darkness with his eyes closed, Rong Jue could only guess what Shi Qing was doing based on his perception.
Through the sound of his clothes rubbing, he could sense that Shi Qing raised his hand and landed on top of him.
If Shi Qing wanted to attack him, he wouldn't even have a chance to shout now.
Rong Jue's clenched fist tightened even tighter.
But the next second, the hand gently landed on his forehead.
Very light, very gentle for him to organize the scattered hair on his forehead.
Rong Jue was stunned.
The hand was very soft, a little warm, and the movement was very light. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could feel the gentleness of the other person brushing his hair.
He almost suspected that he was wrong.
The person who treats him so tenderly is the master who has hardly ever shown him a smile since he was a child, either scolding or beating
This is even more unbelievable than the ascension of the magic cultivator.
Rong Jue's heart was full of confusion, but his vigilance had not fallen.
After finishing his hair, that soft hand stopped on the eldest disciple's right cheek.
There is a bloodstain there.
He was injured by the opponent's sword qi during the fight, a small scar, if the Rong Jue cultivation base hadn't dissipated, he would have been able to recover as before without a breath.
But now that he has become a waste, he can only let the injury fall on his face.
There seemed to be a sigh in the air, and Rong Jue felt that her cheek was brushed by Master's hand, causing it to itch slightly, and in the next second, the slight tingling on her cheek disappeared.
Obviously, it was Shi Qing who healed this small wound for him.
The next second, Immortal Venerable put his hand on Rong Jue's abdomen, and the thick spiritual power continued to enter his body, repairing the various dark wounds in the eldest disciple's body.
Rong Jue could clearly feel that with Shi Qing's movements, the muscles that he had been in pain were slowly repairing.
But he didn't mean to be happy, instead he was full of vigilance.
A person who has always hurt you suddenly helps, who can believe that the other party is really kind without any grudges
What's more, the so-called help is more like bandaging him after cutting off his hands and feet.
Sending one's own spiritual power to another person to repair the meridians is not an easy task. Before, the second junior brother tried to use this method to delay the dissipation of the spiritual power in Rong Jue's body, but he could only insist on half a column of incense. less time.
Even in such a short time, he still needs a full day to cultivate.
Ke Shiqing sat beside Rong Jue's bed all night.
Rong Jue could feel the hand of the other party that was shaking slightly, obviously it was very difficult for Shi Qing to convey spiritual power for a long time.
But this Immortal Venerable, who never had a good look at Rong Jue, never stopped, until the sound of the chicken crow, and he slowly withdrew his trembling hand.
Rong Jue still closed his eyes.
He could feel that when Shi Qing got up, he seemed to lose his strength, and he staggered a few steps and almost fell. Maybe he could barely stabilize by holding on to the table.
Immortal Venerable put away the burning incense on the table.
Sit back on the bed.
He didn't do anything, just quietly looked at the eldest disciple who was "sleeping", and when Rong Jue almost thought that the other party didn't exist, he heard the sound of clothes rubbing again.
His master raised his hand again, but this time, it fell on the quilt and gently tucked the quilt for him.
In this way, the loving action that usually only occurs when the elders care for the younger generation, actually appeared on Shi Qing.
If it weren't for the fact that he was still pretending to be asleep, Rong Jue would almost laugh sarcastically.
Since childhood, when has his good master cared for him
Now, after killing him just now, he made this appearance again. Do you want to show that this high-ranking Immortal Venerable also has a benevolent heart
There were light footsteps landing outside, and then there was a light knock on the wooden door. It was Qiao Lingyu's voice:
"Master, are you awake?"
Rong Jue could feel that Shi Qing's hand on the quilt was suddenly retracted as if frightened, and in the next second, the Immortal Venerable sitting beside his bed disappeared.
After waiting until it was confirmed that Shiqing was indeed unable to perceive, the man who pretended to sleep for a night slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm awake."
Qiao Lingyu opened the door and came in: "I have discussed it with the second senior brother, and the master just doesn't want us to give the senior brother a doctor and elixir for you, but he didn't say that we can't use the spiritual power to protect you, so I and the second senior brother will in the future. They will take turns protecting the law for you."
She tried to keep her tone relaxed: "Eldest brother, your talent is so high, as long as you protect your spiritual power, you will definitely be able to cultivate in the future."
Rong Jue remained silent and only asked Qiao Lingyu, "Is Master at the residence last night?"
Qiao Lingyu shook his head blankly: "Master didn't show up last night, does the big brother want to see Master?"
Rong Jue didn't answer, and Qiao Lingyu didn't think much about it. She stepped forward to protect the Dharma for him. As soon as the spiritual force came into contact with Rong Jue, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Senior brother, it's only been one|night, and most of your injuries have healed."
She didn't know that Rongjue's dantian had spiritual power to prevent him from practicing, and she was still thinking excitedly:
"That's great, I know, Senior Brother, you are so talented, you will definitely be fine, as long as the muscles and veins recover, you can still cultivate back in the future."
Rong Jue lowered his eyes silently.
His body is indeed no longer in pain. If he didn't fall asleep because of the pain last night, and then held his breath to escape the sleeping incense, he would have been like Qiao Lingyu, thinking that it was his body repairing itself.
But he was awake.
He also clearly remembered that Shi Qing repaired Yi Ye's meridian for him, remembered the hand he gently brushed across his forehead, remembered the sound of his staggering footsteps, and remembered his sigh of pity.
If it is useful for him to heal his tendons, why do he have to make such a gesture.
If he really cared about him as he showed last night, what was the indifference to each other for more than 20 years and all kinds of suppression
Rong Jue lowered her eyes slightly, covering her dark eyes.
While Qiao Lingyu was still thinking that he could still return to the high-spirited senior brother, the handsome man on the bed suddenly said:
"I want to see Master."
Qiao Lingyu was not annoyed when his words were interrupted, and nodded in agreement: "It's time to see Shizun, Senior Brother, please ask Shizun, maybe he won't be angry anymore."
She wanted to step forward to help Rong Jue, but he avoided him, insisting on getting up from the bed and staying there.
The former pride of heaven went to the bronze mirror hanging in the house and looked at the self inside.
His hair was messy, his face was pale, and there was blood on his abdomen.
Looking very embarrassed.
And this is all thanks to Shiqing.
The one in the bronze mirror raised his hand and landed on his cheek.
The spot that should have had a scar so small that it was hard to notice was already smooth.
Qiao Lingyu looked at Rong Jue suspiciously: "Elder Brother?"
Rong Jue retracted his gaze from the bronze mirror, put his hand down, with ridicule hidden in his eyes, and said softly:
"Let's go."
He took the lead out of the house, Qiao Lingyu stared at his back and walked out, with doubts in his eyes and did not move.
Hesitation gradually rose in the bottom of my heart.
Why does the big brother seem to be... different from before
Just now, she was even a little scared.
Rong Jue, who was walking in front, seemed to sense the doubts of the younger sister, turned around and smiled, still as sunny and gentle as before.
"What are you doing, I don't have a cultivation base now, and I have to trouble you to take me up the mountain."
Qiao Lingyu looked at this familiar smile, her doubts in her heart were immediately thrown behind her head, and she quickly followed behind the senior brother.
How strange.
She is Shui Linggen, and her intuition is always accurate.
There was a time of inaccuracy today.
The author has something to say: Two in one! !
Good night everyone!
Randomly some cute little red envelopes, huh huh
Tip: Browser search (book title) + () can quickly find the book you are reading!