Qi Shu didn't know much about the body of the furnace.
In the world of comprehension, there are many monks who, in order to find shortcuts, turn good people into furnaces to harvest and practice kung fu for themselves. But the truly innate body of the cauldron is very rare, and even Qi Shu has only seen a few words in a certain ancient book.
"-Ouch!"
In the library pavilion in the early morning, there was a sudden exclamation. Dozens of books tumbled from the tall shelves, crashing to the ground, kicking up dust.
Mo Qi quickly walked through the bookshelves, and at the end of the bookshelves, he could only see mountains of ancient books, and the mountains of books were buried firmly, with only a piece of people in plain clothes showing.
"Who are you?"
Mo Qi still held a volume of books in his hand, frowned, and folded his hands in front of him: "Which elder, don't you know that ordinary disciples are not allowed to borrow these books? You don't go to morning classes early in the morning. When did you sneak in? Why haven't I seen you?"
One hand opened the corner of the mountain of books.
Mo Qi: "Brother Qi?!"
"It's me." Qi Shu was buried in the mountain of books, rubbing his forehead that was hurt by the spine of the book, "Also, I didn't sneak in in the morning, I didn't leave last night."
"Ouch, senior brother, what are you doing again... no, can you tell me what book you want to find? How did this happen..." Mo Qi hurriedly stepped forward, hurriedly rescued him, and looked at the mess in the ground with distress , "These books are all out-of-print ancient books, how long do I have to pack..."
"I just wanted to find a book, but I didn't know there were so many things piled up here." Qi Shu rubbed ash all over under the mountain of books, patted the hem of his clothes, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Mo Qi was squatting on the ground picking up the books one by one, and she was silent for a moment: "Brother, in the past three years since you were not in Kunlun, I have been in charge of the library, you don't even know this, do you?"
Qi Shu blinked.
He really doesn't know.
Mo Qi is the fourth eldest in the sect, and is a disciple of the acting head Qinglan Immortal Venerable. This kid has been a nerd since he was a child, and he spends much more time in books than practicing kung fu, so he has been trained a lot for this.
Now being sent to take care of the Library Pavilion is making the best use of it.
Mo Qi picked up a stack of books and walked out, Qi Shu thought for a while and chased after him: "I'll help you!"
The two went back and forth several times, and moved all the books that Qi Shu knocked down to the front hall, and they could only return to their places after rearranging and sorting.
Qi Shu put the last stack of books on the table, and leaned against the edge of the table: "I said, fourth, don't rush to get it. I'll organize it for you later. Can you do me a favor first?"
"Forget it, who doesn't know that senior brother, you feel sleepy when you read the book, so how dare you ask you to help." Mo Qi said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"That's, it's not as good as our Junior Brother Mo's photographic memory." The other party replied that Qi Shu couldn't ask for it, smiled cheerfully, and asked, "You have been in charge of the Cangshu Pavilion for so many years, you should have read all the books here, right? "
Mo Qi gave him a hesitant look.
"Brother, do you know how many books there are in this library?"
Qi Shu: "How much?"
Mo Qi: "Thirty-seven thousand five hundred and sixty-three copies."
Qi Shu: "..."
Qi Shu: "So accurate?"
"I want to say." Mo Qi put down the book in her hand, "Even if I don't sleep and rest, I can't read it all."
Qi Shu: "Then how much have you read?"
Mo Qi thought about it carefully: "I only read more than 23,000 books."
Qi Shu: "..."
He didn't think there was any difference between this amount and the full reading.
Qi Shu cleared his throat: "I want you to help me find a book."
Mo Qi: "What book?"
"I remember that there is a book in the library that tells how to cultivate the body of the cauldron. I saw it when I was a child, but I can't find it now."
Mo Qi paused for arranging the books.
He got up, looked inside the Library Pavilion first, then quickly walked to the door, and closed the door with a bang.
Qi Shu asked, "What are you doing?"
"I still want to ask what you are going to do!" Mo Qi said anxiously, "Senior brother, raising the furnace is a taboo in the sect. If someone finds out, you will be expelled from the sect. You have such a high cultivation level, and you are the relative of Ling Xiaoxian. Chuan, why can't you think about it?"
"..." Qi Shu: "I didn't, I didn't..."
Mo Qi: "Then why are you looking for books?"
Qi Shu was silent.
Of course he was looking for books to know how to help his master, but he must not tell outsiders about this.
Qi Shu thought for a moment, and said seriously: "If I tell you, you have to keep it secret for me."
Mo Qi: "It's natural."
Qi Shu sighed leisurely, and put on a sad look: "Actually, I'm here to save people."
"During this trip down the mountain, I met a person and fell in love with him at first sight. But I only recently found out that he is an extremely rare person with a body in a cauldron. Some time ago, he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and was almost insane. If he doesn't think about it, I'm afraid my life is in danger."
"Fourth, you said it's rare for me to like someone, why did this happen to me..."
When he said this, Qi Shu's expression was sad and sad, and even his voice was trembling, which made people feel moved.
Mo Qi's eyes also softened, he raised his hand and patted Qi Shu's shoulder, sighed: "Senior brother, I really didn't expect you to be such a soft-tempered person."
Qi Shu was led into the Warm Pavilion of the Library Pavilion, and Mo Qi slapped a stack of books on the table in front of him, raising a layer of dust.
"All the records about the furnace in Zangshu Pavilion are here."
Qi Shu stared at the mountain of books that were stacked higher than him, dumbfounded: "This, all of these?"
"That's all for the time being, maybe there are still some omissions, I have to look for it again." Mo Qi said, patted Qi Shu's shoulder in his frightened eyes, solemnly, "Come on, Senior Brother Qi."
Then, he closed the door of the warm pavilion and left.
Qi Shu never liked reading since he was a child. Before becoming a teacher of Kunlun, the village was poor and did not have the conditions to read and write. Reading and literacy were all taught by his master after he went to Kunlun, but compared to those, he prefers to wield knives and guns and practice exercises.
The books Mo Qi found were almost more than the books he had read in his entire life.
But for Master.
endured.
Qi Shu took a deep breath, picked up the book closest to him, and opened it.
After a while, he closed the book heavily.
What the fuck did this write
Most of the ancient books use obscure words, and they clearly know every word, but they can't understand them together, which is why Qi Shu doesn't like reading.
But no.
From Master's reaction yesterday, Qi Shu could tell that it was absolutely impossible for him to tell him the truth. If he didn't do something, he could only watch Master go on like this. If things go on like this, it is not bad to go crazy, but if it is more serious, it may be life-threatening.
Still have to watch.
Qi Shu put the book back just now, and took another book out of the stack.
This book looks much newer. On the cover, there are two villains drawn with stick figures, but no names are written.
Qi Shu turned to the first page, and there was a line of small characters written in handsome fonts in the lower right corner.
——"The "Secret Method of Spiritual Practice" teaches you how to double cultivate with the furnace"
Qi Shu: "..."
As the sky was getting dark, Mo Qi was still sorting out the ancient books messed up by Qi Shu. The candle light flickered by the table, and someone walked in.
Mo Qi didn't even raise her head: "It's curfew soon, disciples are strictly forbidden to enter the Cangshu Pavilion, please be early tomorrow."
The visitor still kept walking and walked up to him.
"I said you don't understand—" Mo Qi looked up, but was stunned.
The person in front of him was dressed in plain white robes, his face was as cold as ice.
"Immortal Immortal Immortal Venerable!" Mo Qi scrambled and slid down from the chair, knelt down on the ground, "Disciple has seen Immortal Venerable!"
Gu Hanjiang's gaze was only fixed on him for a moment, then he moved away lightly, and said coldly, "Is your brother Qi here?"
"Qi, Senior Brother Qi..." Mo Qi's tongue was tied up as he spoke, and he pointed in the direction of Nuan Pavilion tremblingly.
Gu Hanjiang ignored him and walked straight in that direction.
He walked steadily, neither fast nor slow, but from head to toe he exuded an aura that no one should enter.
It wasn't until the figure of Immortal Ling Xiao disappeared between the bookshelves that Mo Qi recovered from his breath and fell to the ground with lingering fear.
This Immortal Lingxiao is getting more and more scary day by day, and I don't know how Senior Brother Qi gets along with him.
etc…
Xianzun seldom leaves Baizhang Peak on weekdays, let alone a place like Zangshu Pavilion. He was so angry today, he came looking for him overnight, could it be that he knew the secret that Senior Brother Qi had a lover in the mortal world, right
Mo Qi was terrified.
That's not okay.
Immortal Ling Xiao didn't care how others guessed. He quickly came to the outside of the Nuan Pavilion, and was about to knock on the door, but through the gap in the door, he saw the scene inside.
Qi Shu lay on the small table with his back to the door, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
Gu Hanjiang thought about it for a while, condensed his fingertips, and gently pushed open the door.
He walked in quietly.
This warm pavilion is for the disciples of the sect to study. There are more than a dozen similar warm pavilions, and each one is not too big.
Qi Shu had long hands and long legs, so he could only lie on the table with his legs curled up, looking very aggrieved.
He tossed and tossed in the library all day, his hair was not tied with a crown, it was simply tied with a headband, and a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead. The side of his face was still stained with dust from nowhere, it was dirty, like a tabby cat.
"Master..."
Qi Shu obviously didn't sleep well, frowned and moved, whispering sleepily: "Don't ignore me..."
Gu Hanjiang's eyes moved slightly.
He stood beside Qi Shu, his voice was very soft: "I didn't return all night yesterday, and I plan to stay here today."
"... It's clear that you ignored me."
The monk is sensitive to the outside world, not to mention that Qi Shu didn't sleep well, and felt someone approaching, so he opened his eyes in a daze.
"Master?" He rubbed his eyes, "Why-"
Just as he was about to get up, his numb legs tripped under the table and fell back to his original position: "Hiss... this broken table. Cough, master, you... why did you come here?"
Gu Hanjiang: "Curfew is about to come, I'm here to find you."
"Ah?" Qi Shu was stunned for a moment before noticing that it was already dark outside, "So it's so late, sorry Master, I—"
"Why didn't you return last night?" Gu Hanjiang interrupted him.
"I… "
Qi Shu scratched his hair, a little embarrassed.
Of course he didn't mean not to go back on purpose, but there is really no cure for his problem of getting sleepy while reading. No one found him in the Library Pavilion yesterday, and he slept from before the curfew until early this morning.
Gu Hanjiang suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of me?"
"what?"
Qi Shu was stunned.
Gu Hanjiang stood in front of him, looking down at him, his face was still icy, no emotion could be seen. But Qi Shu understood what he meant.
That night, Gu Hanjiang almost lost his temper and did something to Qi Shu... something he wouldn't do on weekdays.
Although Qi Shu didn't care about it in his heart, he just happened to stay away all night the next day, and he fell into the eyes of the other party, so he would naturally misunderstand him.
"I didn't hide from Master!" Qi Shu didn't care whether he was ashamed, and quickly explained, "I came to Cangshu Pavilion yesterday just to read more books, but I accidentally fell asleep. No reply. The disciple really didn't mean to hide from the master, the master believed in me."
After listening to him quietly, Gu Hanjiang stared at his face for a moment, then moved away lightly.
"?" Qi Shu suspected that he had read it wrong, "Master, did you laugh just now?"
Gu Hanjiang: "..."
Gu Hanjiang: "No."
"Why not, just laughing?" Qi Shu asked, "Is it funny?"
"Yeah." Gu Hanjiang nodded seriously, and said in a low voice, "You've been pooping like this since you were a child."
He had the best grades in swordsmanship class, but failed in classics class every time. He fell asleep after reading a book, and it was Gu Hanjiang who carried him back to the house several times.
Qi Shu was not very happy to hear Gu Hanjiang mentioning his childhood, which always made him feel that Master still treated him as a child.
He doesn't want to be a child, he wants to be a master...
Cough, what's more, his current cultivation base is not low, and it is more than enough to protect the master.
Qi Shu frowned unhappily, and before he could say anything, Gu Hanjiang asked again: "What book are you reading, and you forget to eat and sleep like this?"
He was obviously in a better mood than before, bent down condescendingly, and reached out to grab the books that Qi Shu had piled up in front of him.
Being impartial, I just got the "Secret Method of Spiritual Practice".