"You did the right thing."
Elder Qingyue put down the jade pot in his hand and did not plan to continue watering the elixir for the time being. He should first teach his young disciple to learn the medical tradition.
With such a talent of wood spiritual roots, it would be a waste to waste even a quarter of an hour.
"Come with me, I will first teach you how to practice the medical tradition of our Tianxuan Sect." Qingyue said in a kind tone.
Chu Qi followed Elder Qingyue and stepped into the medicine pavilion of Zhongling Peak. The medicine pavilion has three floors. The bottom floor is filled with various medicinal materials, the second floor is filled with refined spiritual medicines, and the third floor is for cultivation.
"The medical tradition passed down by our Tianxuan Sect's founder is mainly based on healing techniques, with the refining of spiritual medicines and the cultivation of medicinal plants as secondary. The founder himself was also a sword cultivator. During a battle, any pill would not be as timely as healing techniques."
As Elder Qingyue spoke, he took out the medical inheritance scroll from the restriction and handed it to Chu Qi.
"Close your eyes and sense it, and read it with your spiritual sense."
Chu Qi did as he was told.
The moment he closed his eyes, his spiritual perception became clearer, and when it fell on the medical scroll in his hand, his consciousness was pulled by another gentle force.
Ancient runes kept appearing in Chu Qi's mind, and there was also a clear voice teaching him how to recognize these runes.
The inheritance is divided into four volumes, one volume on healing arts, one volume on alchemy, one volume on the characteristics of medicinal plants, and one volume on cultivation techniques.
And through the organization and summary of predecessors, the spiritual arts suitable for practicing in each stage of cultivation were subdivided.
After a moment, Chu Qi opened his eyes. His consciousness had already memorized all the inheritance, but he lacked practice.
"Start with the cultivation of the mind, then plant medicine, refine medicine, and perform healing arts. In addition, your coursework also includes basic swordsmanship. Learning swordsmanship is quite practical, although it is a bit hard."
"Disciple will remember this."
"Try to circulate your mental skills first, and I'll be by your side to protect you." If there is anything wrong, Elder Qingyue can take action in time to stop it.
Sitting down on the meditation cushion, Chu Qi put aside all distracting thoughts and practiced the medical cultivation method according to the inheritance.
Before he entered the Tianxuan Sect, he had already drawn Qi into his body. Now he only needed to use the absorbed spiritual energy to nourish the root source of the wood spirit in his spiritual platform, and then let the spiritual power from the source flow through his meridians. Repeating this process would complete a big circulation.
Elder Qingyue watched Chu Qi practice. His cultivation was higher than Chu Qi's, and the flow of spiritual energy seemed real to him. There was already a large spiritual gathering formation in the medicine pavilion, and their Zhongling Peak was deep in the spiritual veins of the Tianxuan Sect, so the spiritual energy was extremely abundant.
However, the amount of spiritual energy flowing into Chu Qi's body was only increasing, and the surrounding spirit gathering array even had to speed up its operation to supply the consumption of spiritual energy.
Such talent is truly rare, and it is far beyond the ordinary innate wood spiritual roots. Even a single spiritual root is divided into ordinary, superior, and excellent. If it is the most rare kind of excellent wood spiritual root talent, it can attract the blessing of the sacred tree, and the path of medical practice will be smooth.
Elder Qingyue stroked his beard. If he guessed correctly, his little disciple should have the ultimate wood spiritual root. It seemed that the revitalization of their Tianxuan Sect's medical cultivation lineage was just around the corner.
Once people become focused, they lose their sense of the passage of time around them.
When Chu Qi came out of his cultivation, it was already night without him noticing. His spiritual energy was full and he didn't feel tired at all, but his body, which hadn't yet undergone the fasting, felt a little hungry.
After Chu Qi stood up from the mat, a sound transmission talisman was activated spontaneously, and the voice of Elder Qingyue was heard from it.
"My little disciple, I will serve you the spiritual medicine first. If you feel hungry after you finish your training, there are some fasting pills in the Qiankun bag on the table. You can use them first. Tomorrow, I will ask the errand disciples to deliver food to Zhongling Peak."
Chu Qi picked up the Qiankun bag on the table and found that it contained not only more than ten bottles of Qigong pills, but also a medicine cauldron, medicinal materials books, a jade pot for watering and some spirit stones.
Take out a bigu pill and swallow it.
Although it doesn’t taste good, it quickly relieves the hunger in my stomach, which is quite convenient.
The medical tradition also contains the method of refining the Bigu Pill, so he can be self-sufficient and won't have to bother the errand disciples to deliver food. After all, Zhongling Peak is far away.
Just as Chu Qi was thinking about how to practice in the future, the identity token on his waist flashed and became slightly hot.
—This was a sign that a fellow disciple had a message for him.
Chu Qi was also a disciple of Tianxuan Sect in his previous life, so he naturally knew this.
After subconsciously inputting a stream of spiritual energy into the identity token, he heard a dissatisfied voice from the other end, "Why are you like this? You clearly said you would send a message to me."
Chu Qi suddenly came back to his senses. He had been very busy today and had not communicated with Yan Jiuge yet.
"Have you forgotten everything? If I don't send you a message, you're going to pretend nothing happened."
It can be heard that Yan Jiuge is very unhappy.
"I haven't forgotten. I didn't know I would have to practice for so long today. Don't be angry." Chu Qi hurriedly explained.
"I'm not angry." Yan Jiuge snorted coldly.
"Okay, you're not angry." Chu Qi continued speaking.
"…" The voice on the other end of the communication line fell silent for a while before continuing to ask, "I heard from Senior Brother Liu that Zhong Lingfeng doesn't have any disciples who can cook for you. Do you have anything to eat?"
"… "
Before Chu Qi could answer, he heard a familiar voice coming from the other end, "Junior Brother Yan, I have sent a message to Senior Sister Bai Xuan. She said she will come down from Zhongling Peak to get food and send it to Junior Brother Chu."
Chu Qi listened to it word for word and asked in surprise, "Have you come to Zhongling Peak?"
Yan Jiuge: “…”
He hadn't originally intended to tell Chu Qi.
"Then I will go down with my sister! Please wait for me!"
Without waiting for Yan Jiuge to answer, Chu Qi hurriedly said something to him, then hung up the message and trotted out of the medicine cabinet.
Outside, Bai Xuan had just summoned Bai Luan and was preparing to go down the mountain to get food for his junior brother.
"Senior Sister, please take me with you." Chu Qi shouted at her.
"Wow, Junior Brother, have you finished your training? Master said you were still practicing in the Medicine Pavilion, so I didn't bother you."
"I just finished practicing." Chu Qi replied.
"Master has prepared a fasting pill for you, but it's tasteless and certainly not as good as food. Someone has brought you food. Tell me to go down and get it."
"It was Senior Brother Liu Weiming and my friend." Chu Qi had already learned about this through the message.
The two men sat on the white phoenix's back, and the white phoenix flapped its wings and took off.
Bai Xuan was still sighing, "It's amazing, Junior Brother, this is the first time I've seen such a careful swordsman. He knew you didn't fast and still knew to bring you food. Liu Weiming is indeed a disciple taught by the master."
He always felt that this matter was most likely proposed by Yan Jiuge, otherwise Senior Brother Liu would have been the only one to deliver the meal, and Yan Jiuge would not have come along.
Waited until we reached the foot of Zhongling Peak.
As soon as Chu Qi jumped off Bai Luan's back, he saw two figures standing at the foot of the mountain waiting for them.
The moonlight was bright, falling on Yan Jiuge. He pursed his lips slightly, his expression was cold, and he became even more lonely. Only when he looked up at Chu Qi, his eyes were adorned with moonlight, like a reflection in a cold pond, and suddenly softened.
Bai Xuan's movements were faster than Chu Qi's. She walked up to Liu Weiming, but saw that he had nothing in his hands and a puzzled look on his face. "Junior Brother Liu, you are here to deliver food. Where is the food?"
Liu Weiming explained to them, "Junior Brother Yan said he wanted to bring food to Junior Brother Chu, but he hasn't established his foundation yet and can't fly with a sword. I was afraid he couldn't find the way, so I came along."
The lunch box is in the singer Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiuge: “…”
Meeting Chu Qi's gaze, Yan Jiuge handed over the lunch box in his hand, "Here you go."
Chu Qi was somewhat touched, "Thank you, you've worked hard." It takes a long time to get from Zaohua Peak to Zhongling Peak, and it's not easy for Yan Jiuge to make the trip.
"It's not hard." Yan Jiuge said in a slightly stiff tone, "I'm just worried that you'll be so stupid that you'll starve."
"It smells so good. These are all the dishes I like."
"Of course. After all, you are a picky eater. What if you can't get enough other food?"
"… "
Two young men, one tall and one short, were talking together. Not far behind them, Bai Xuan and Liu Weiming were standing there waiting for their respective junior brothers to return.
Bai Xuan raised her eyebrows slightly. She had seen so many sword cultivators, but this was the first time she had seen one that did not act in the same way as she thought.
If you think her junior brother is picky, then don't send him food.
The meal was delivered so enthusiastically, but he was very unforgiving with his mouth and he really wasn't good at pleasing others.
For a moment, Bai Xuan didn't know how to comment, but seeing her junior brother responding with such skill, she thought maybe he was used to it
"Junior Brother Liu, will you have morning classes at Wenjian Peak tomorrow?" Bai Xuan had nothing to do, so he asked about the daily homework of the sword cultivators.
"Yes." Sword cultivators have to get up at noon every day to practice swordsmanship. In addition, there is a morning class every seven days, when the elders of the sword cultivator lineage will discuss the Dao and teach at the Sword Questioning Peak, and guide the disciples in their practice. Tomorrow morning will be the morning class that happens once every seven days.
"That's good. My junior brother has not yet learned the basic swordsmanship of the Tianxuan Sect. I will send him to Wenjian Peak tomorrow morning to take classes with you sword practitioners." Bai Xuan replied.
"Hmm?" Liu Weiming looked puzzled, "Do medical disciples also have to practice swordsmanship?"
"It's a good thing to learn a skill." Bai Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She had learned swordsmanship, and so had Elder Qingyue. It would be icing on the cake for a medical practitioner to learn swordsmanship, and it would be much more convenient to go out and practice.
"Okay. Anyone who is a disciple of Tianxuan Sect can attend the elder's lectures." Liu Weiming thought of the deeds of this senior sister and was unable to refute for a moment.
While the two of them were talking, Chu Qi had already come over with a lunch box. He naturally heard about tomorrow's morning class.
"Can I go to learn sword tomorrow?" Wouldn't he be able to see Yan Jiuge practicing sword
Chu Qi's eyes lit up.
"Do you really want to learn that?" It is really hard for a medical practitioner to learn swordsmanship.
Seeing how happy he was, Yan Jiuge didn't say the second half of the sentence.
Chu Qi nodded, "Yes, but I don't have a suitable spiritual sword yet..." Maybe I will have to go to the Lingbao Pavilion to pick one out when the time comes.
"Take it."
As soon as Yan Jiuge finished speaking, a magic sword sealed in a silver scabbard appeared in front of Chu Qi.
"For me?"
Yan Jiuge nodded, "This is my spare spiritual sword that I haven't used for many years. You can use it first."
With a "swoosh", the magic sword came out of its sheath.
Chu Qi held the hilt of the sword and saw that the sword was slender and elegant, like a silver thread under the moonlight. The blade was sharp, but not heavy, and very light.
If you look closely, you can see the words "Gui Yin" engraved in the center of the pattern on the hilt.
“Gui Yin Sword?” Chu Qi’s eyes flashed with surprise, “I remember your spiritual sword, its name is Long… Long Yin?”
"… It was originally forged by a weapon refiner, so the names are similar." Yan Jiuge looked away, glanced at the spirit sword on his waist, and then said, "If you don't like it, you can erase the name of the sword and re-carve it."
Chu Qi quickly shook his head, "I like it very much, no need to re-carve it."
In his previous life, he was a sword cultivator and knew that swords were spiritual, so changing his name was even more important. If it wasn't necessary, he shouldn't change it lightly.
This magic sword was very handy to hold. Chu Qi couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Suddenly, he discovered that, apart from the name and the pattern, this magic sword was particularly similar to the one he had in his previous life.
If a sword cultivator who joins the Tianxuan Sect does not have a spiritual sword, the sect will issue him an ordinary spiritual sword. When his cultivation level improves in the future, the spiritual sword will be reshaped by adding rare materials and placed in the fate palace to be nurtured until it reaches the golden elixir stage. It will then become his natal spiritual sword.
Chu Qi remembered that the "spiritual swords distributed uniformly" by the sect at that time were also brought to him by Yan Jiuge.
The past came to his mind, and Chu Qi's fingers touched the sword on the hilt. If he had not quarreled with Yan Jiuge at that time, the name of Guiyin Sword might not have to be erased.
Never mind, the previous life is the past, and this life is just about to begin.
Putting the Guiyin Sword back into the scabbard, Chu Qi looked at Yan Jiuge in front of him and said, "I like this spiritual sword very much. Thank you very much."
Yan Jiuge: "What's the big deal? I'm older than you, so I'm just taking care of you."
Chu Qi understood the hidden meaning in his words, "But we are of the same generation."
"There are also senior brothers and sisters among my peers." Yan Jiuge insisted, "If you are really embarrassed, you can just call me Senior Brother Yan."
Chu Qi: “…”
"It's no problem for you to be my senior brother. When you build your foundation earlier than my junior brother, he will naturally call you his senior brother." Bai Xuan saw Chu Qi's embarrassed face and came out to save the situation, "It's getting late. Why don't you rest early today? You two still have early classes tomorrow."
"Okay." Yan Jiuge responded quickly, with a somewhat happy tone.
Chu Qi: “…”
Although he was rescued by his senior sister, she obviously didn't know that Yan Jiuge was a genius who had established his foundation within a month of entering the cultivation world! !
Unless I also build my foundation within this month! Otherwise, I will have to call you Senior Brother!
(End of this chapter)