"… "
Chu Qi didn't know how to answer for a moment.
On the contrary, Liu Weiming heard Yan Jiuge's words and showed a surprised expression, "Junior Brother Yan, you just finished transcending the tribulation and you rushed to Zhongling Peak, don't you need to rest for a day or two to consolidate your realm?"
"Senior Brother Liu is also at Zhongling Peak?"
"I followed the order of the headmaster and brought the sword-cultivating disciples to Zhongling Peak to help cultivate the medicinal fields. I didn't call you because you, Junior Brother Yan, were still undergoing the tribulation this morning."
Liu Weiming explained.
"I see. Then I can go to Zhongling Peak to help." Yan Jiuge chuckled, and then called Chu Qi's name, "Ah Qi, will you come down the mountain to pick me up?"
It takes half an hour for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to fly from the Creation Peak to the Zhongling Peak using a sword.
Then add the time it takes to overcome the tribulation.
Yan Jiuge wasted almost no time and rushed to Zhongling Peak after building his foundation.
Chu Qi opened his lips. His enthusiasm for cultivation had been completely dampened by the news that Yan Jiuge had established his foundation.
Even so, Chu Qi finally responded, "... I'll be right there."
No matter what, he hasn't congratulated Yan Jiuge yet.
Chu Qi summoned the white phoenix, sat on its back, and went down from Zhongling Peak.
*
Yan Jiuge had already arrived at the foot of Zhongling Peak and stood alone in front of the forbidden formation, waiting for Chu Qi to come down from the mountain.
The sound of a phoenix was heard from the sky, causing Yan Jiuge to look up.
The mountain breeze blew across Chu Qi's clothes, and the dark green grass leaf embroidery matched the scenery of Zhongling Peak. The sunlight was bright, and it fell on the silver leaf hair ornaments on his ear tips, shining brightly. It set off Chu Qi's handsome face, like an elf running down from the mountains.
The medical practitioner's attire really suits Qi.
Yan Jiuge thought to himself and walked towards the direction where Bai Luan landed.
"Yan... Yan Jiuge, congratulations on successfully building your foundation."
The first thing Chu Qi said when they met was congratulations to Yan Jiuge.
Perhaps because he lacked confidence, Chu Qi never looked at Yan Jiuge's eyes, but instead lingered on the grass leaves on the ground.
Ever since Chu Qi said "my elder brother" on the top of the Immortal Mountain, Yan Jiuge has remembered it for a long time. Now that he has successfully built his foundation, but Chu Qi still calls him as before, it is impossible for Yan Jiuge to be satisfied.
Yan Jiuge raised his eyebrows, with a hint of condemnation in his eyes, "Junior Brother Chu, I have already established my foundation, and my cultivation is higher than yours. You should call me Senior Brother."
Chu Qi: “…”
I escaped the first day but couldn't escape the fifteenth.
He had never expected that Yan Jiuge would establish his foundation ahead of time, and he even couldn't forget the fact that he called him senior brother.
In just three breaths, Yan Jiuge caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the tips of the ears under the silver leaves had turned red.
Chu Qi is thin-skinned, and Yan Jiuge knows this well.
But not only is he three years older than Chu Qi, his cultivation level is also higher than Chu Qi's. Isn't it natural for him to be called "brother" or "senior brother"
"If you are really embarrassed." Yan Jiuge fell into thought and thought of a way to satisfy Chu Qi's thin skin -
"You can call me Senior Brother in private, but you don't have to when there are others around. How do you think?"
Chu Qi: “…”
His original hope of getting away with it was dashed, and in the end Yan Jiuge still waited for him to call him senior brother.
That's all.
Anyway, it’s just a word: senior brother.
Everything will be fine after you shout.
Chu Qi silently prepared himself mentally, but when the words came to his lips, he caught a glimpse of Yan Jiuge's expectant eyes and suddenly couldn't say anything.
Yan Jiuge is only thirteen years old now! How can a twenty-year-old soul like him feel
"well… "
Seeing Chu Qi hesitating and trying to renege on his debt, Yan Jiuge sighed, lowered his eyes, and felt a little regretful in his heart.
If it really doesn't work, then don't shout.
"… Brother Yan, Brother Yan."
A voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz passed by Yan Jiuge's ears quickly, like a sudden breeze, and before he could come to his senses, it quickly disappeared.
"Hmm?" Yan Jiuge's eyes lit up, "What did you just shout?"
Chu Qi was furious and said, "It doesn't matter if you didn't hear it!"
Chu Qi knew without touching him that his cheeks were burning hot, and they couldn't be hotter.
"Good Junior Brother, I want to listen to it again, okay?"
Yan Jiuge smiled, seeming to be even happier than he was about his sudden enlightenment of the sword intent.
Chu Qi shook his head like a rattle: "No!" It would have been fine if he just said it once, but how could he go any further
"Okay." Yan Jiuge took the initiative to bring up the following topic, "Then take me to Zhongling Peak, and I will help you cultivate the medicinal fields."
The matter of calling him senior brother was finally revealed.
The heat on Chu Qi's face eased a little. He took out a magic talisman that could block the aura from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Yan Jiuge, "Wear this."
The evil spirit on the sword cultivator's body needs to be isolated before he can enter Zhongling Peak.
Yan Jiuge took it. He had many restrictions on his body that blocked his aura, and it didn't matter whether he had the talisman or not. But he couldn't show it in front of Chu Qi.
"Let's ride on Xiaobai's back and go up the mountain. You should put away the magic sword and don't use the sword power casually on Zhongling Peak." Chu Qi reminded him.
Bai Luan's back is very broad, more than enough to seat two people.
When Chu Qi sat with Senior Sister Bai Xuan before, they didn’t feel crowded at all because there was a certain distance between them.
But it’s different from Yan Jiuge.
The young man in sword cultivator's attire sat down next to Chu Qi, his black and white clothes hem overlapping with his dark green robe, the two of them were very close.
Chu Qi's attention fell on Yan Jiuge for no reason.
Yan Jiuge was seen sitting cross-legged with one hand on his knee and his chin supported by the other hand. He was staring into the distance in a daze, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
At this time, the white phoenix under him spread its wings and flew towards the top of Zhongling Peak.
The clear and refreshing air in the world can really wipe away the restlessness in people's hearts.
"Ah Qi, I just thought about it carefully. The way you address me is a bit unfamiliar. Even if you call me Senior Brother Yan, we are not very close."
Yan Jiuge's voice was carried by the breeze into Chu Qi's ears, which made him relax again. He asked with vigilance, "What do you want me to call you?"
"Just call me the same way I call you." Yan Jiuge said tactfully.
In fact, Yan Jiuge had already thought about it in his mind. He called Chu Qi the last character in his name. When Chu Qi called him, "Ge" happened to be homophonic with "Ge".
For the first time in his life, Yan Jiuge was satisfied with his name.
Chu Qi: “…”
He quickly repeated Yan Jiuge's name in his mind, and it felt awkward no matter how he called it.
Yan Jiuge's plan failed: "..."
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but ever since Chu Qi stopped arguing with him and became more docile, he had also become much more obedient and could no longer be fooled by just a few words.
"good."
But "Ayan" sounds better than "Yan Jiuge", and Yan Jiuge is satisfied after all.
During the conversation, Bai Luan landed gracefully. They reached the top of Zhongling Peak.
*
When Chu Qi went down the mountain to pick up Yan Jiuge, the other sword-cultivating disciples were already working on reclaiming the medicinal fields under the orders of Elder Qingyue.
Because of the growth of spiritual medicine, sword energy or sword intent cannot be used on Zhongling Peak. Sword cultivators cannot use swords, but they are ordinary cultivators with slightly better physical fitness.
If one could split this wasteland of earth and rocks with a sword, reclaiming not only ten acres, but even a hundred acres would be a piece of cake.
But they can't.
Each of them had an iron hoe and was sweating profusely on Zhongling Peak.
Spiritual power can allow them to swing the hoe faster, but there is still something missing, and their hands will always unconsciously touch the spiritual sword worn at their waist.
Elder Qingyue was well aware of the bad habits of sword practitioners, so he asked them to put all their spiritual swords into the Qiankun bag, so that when they wanted to draw their swords, they would have no place to put their strength.
Seeing Chu Qi coming over, Elder Qingyue said, "Little disciple, now that you are here, go inside and rest. It will take at least half a day to cultivate the medicinal field."
The sword-cultivating disciples of these years were of noble origin, and none of them seemed very capable of doing farm work, not even digging the ground properly.
"I came over to see if I can help." Chu Qi didn't want to rest.
Yan Jiuge has already established his foundation. He has even called him his senior brother, and his enthusiasm for cultivation has returned to normal.
Yan Jiuge stood beside Chu Qi, and after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but say, "You have skinny arms and legs, so don't even think about getting out of bed."
Chu Qi: “…”
He couldn't argue with Yan Jiuge, but he now had the skills to make Yan Jiuge stop talking.
"Then you go and help first. The sword practitioners and fellow disciples seem to be having a hard time." Chu Qi followed Yan Jiuge's words.
"Okay." Yan Jiuge responded, but did not pick up the iron hoe next to him.
When Chu Qi was about to remind him, he heard Yan Jiuge ask Elder Qingyue, "Elder, where should we cultivate the next acre of medicinal field?"
"After this acre is dug, the next acre should be twenty feet away from it." After Elder Qingyue answered, his eyes were slightly puzzled. The first acre has not been dug yet, but this sword-cultivating disciple asked about the next acre. Could it be that he planned to dig the next acre first
Seeing that he was brought here by his young disciple, Elder Qingyue narrowed his eyes and said nothing more.
After getting the answer, Yan Jiuge walked towards the direction Elder Qingyue mentioned without picking up the iron hoe. It didn't look like he was going to help dig the ground, but rather to inspect the ground.
Chu Qi: “…”
Sure enough, a rich young man like Yan Jiuge had no intention of doing farm work at all.
Meeting his master's puzzled eyes, Chu Qi took a deep breath and picked up an iron hoe from the side.
Elder Qingyue was dissatisfied, "You don't need to go to the fields. If you have this strength, you might as well keep it to serve the elixir." His apprentice's spiritual power is precious!
Chu Qi explained, "Master, I just helped him get the tools! This is his first time working, so he might be a little unfamiliar with it."
Elder Qingyue: “…”
After looking at the young disciple who was chasing after him with an iron hoe, and then at the sword cultivator, Elder Qingyue frowned, but did not say much.
However, before Chu Qi could catch up with Yan Jiuge, Yan Jiuge had already arrived at the place mentioned by Elder Qingyue.
Without pausing for a moment, Yan Jiuge half-knelt down, his palms pressed against the ground, spiritual power flowed from his body into his palms, then Yan Jiuge clenched his hands, as if he had grasped something, and then raised his hands and pulled them back suddenly.
“BOOM!!”
The sound of the rocks breaking apart was like thunder, which created huge waves on the usually quiet Zhongling Peak. Birds flew out of their nests in fright, and animals also ran away from the top of the mountain.
The person who caused the commotion calmly took back the iron claw-like spiritual weapon in his hand.
"Okay." Yan Jiuge's words fell lightly.
In front of him, an acre of land had been reclaimed. The soil and rocks were turned over, and the horizontal and vertical positions were straight, without any error.
"when!"
The iron hoe in Chu Qi's hand fell to the ground. He looked at the field that Yan Jiuge had reclaimed, then turned his head to look at his fellow sword cultivator who had stopped digging and was also stunned.
Chu Qi asked with mixed feelings, "How did you do it?"
"use this."
Yan Jiuge spread out his hands, in his palms quietly placed a claw-like black iron spiritual tool, "Put it into the ground, then input spiritual power, and pull it back, that's it."
Sounds very convenient.
Chu Qi swallowed his saliva. He didn't know where Yan Jiuge bought it. He also wanted to buy one to dig the ground. After all, medical practitioners need to grow a lot of spiritual medicines. There will be many more times to cultivate medicinal fields in the future.
As if seeing through Chu Qi's thoughts, Yan Jiuge said, "If you want, I'll buy you one next time. This thing is a spiritual weapon that recognizes its master." It cannot be transferred.
"Okay, how much is it?" If it's too expensive, forget it.
Chu Qi remembered that he didn’t have many spirit stones and he still had to practice on a daily basis.
"for free."
"Is there such a good thing in the world? You don't want to buy it for me, do you? I still have to give you the money." Chu Qi didn't want to take advantage of Yan Jiuge.
"Then you can exchange it with the elixir you made when the time comes." Yan Jiuge said.
"Okay!" Chu Qi's eyes lit up.
Now, with Yan Jiuge's help in reclaiming the medicinal fields, let alone twenty acres, it looks like forty acres a day will be no problem.
The young disciple's vision is indeed good. This swordsman is truly capable.
Elder Qingyue's brows relaxed and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
As for other sword cultivators, they do not have spiritual weapons like Yan Jiuge's that can be used to "dig the ground". They are devoted to swords, and apart from spiritual swords, they only have a few auxiliary spiritual weapons, which are not suitable for digging the ground.
There was no other way, so the other sword disciples continued to work hard with their hoes, feeling extremely envious of Yan Jiuge.
At this moment, a light green light suddenly gathered above their heads, and patterns representing medical spiritual arts lit up in the air. Strands of healing spiritual power fell on them, instantly sweeping away their fatigue and making their bodies feel indescribably relaxed.
—So this is the legendary medical treatment technique
The sword disciples' eyes lit up, and they looked at the medical disciple standing by the field, forming a spiritual seal with both hands and thanked him one after another, "Thank you for the spiritual art of this medical disciple."
"You're welcome. I just happen to be able to practice spiritual arts." Chu Qi waved his hand. His fellow sword practitioners had worked very hard to help him cultivate the medicinal fields. It was just a spiritual art to enhance the medicinal properties. It was a piece of cake.
"Aqi."
Suddenly, Yan Jiuge's voice came faintly from the side.
"Hmm?" Chu Qi raised his eyes, asking, "What's wrong?"
Yan Jiuge was planning to open up another medicinal field just now. Chu Qi thought he had left, but he didn't expect that he hadn't left yet.
Yan Jiuge glanced at his fellow sword practitioner who was in high spirits, with a deep gaze.
There was no sweat on his forehead, and no sign of fatigue on his face, but Yan Jiuge still said, "I'm tired too."
(End of this chapter)