When Yan Jiuge was called to Zizai Peak, he was teaching Chu Qi how to practice sword at Zaohua Peak.
During this period of time, the two were inseparable, practicing the double mind method together.
Zhong Lingfeng could not practice swordsmanship. After the three-month deadline, Chu Qi simply moved to Yan Jiuge's courtyard to live for a while, and went back to Zhong Lingfeng every now and then to serve spiritual medicine. Now that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage, serving spiritual medicine was just a matter of performing a few spiritual arts with a flick of his sleeve, and he didn't need to stay by his side every day.
"The headmaster asked me to go to Zizai Peak to discuss matters. I will teach you when I come back."
In front of the courtyard, Yan Jiuge sheathed the Long Yin sword and walked towards Chu Qi in three or two steps.
There were a few beads of sweat on the hair on his forehead, but the sword energy had not faded and he still had a sharp aura.
Looks very energetic.
Chu Qi nodded, raised his hand and cast a cleaning spell on Yan Jiuge, brushing away the sweat on his brow, "Go and get busy."
Even though it was just a simple cleaning technique, when combined with Chu Qi's spiritual power, Yan Jiuge felt refreshed.
Chu Qi watched Yan Jiuge fly away on his sword until he could no longer see his trace. Then he withdrew his gaze and focused again on the Gui Yin Sword in his hand.
Three months later, when Gui Yin Sword grasped the hilt again, it carried a hint of sadness, as if it had drunk Chu Qi's blood last time and had been in a depressed mood ever since.
"I'm so sorry, it was an emergency."
Chu Qi said softly, picking up the spirit sword, preparing to practice the moves that Yan Jiuge had just practiced, "It's also my fault that my strength declined that day. In the future, when I practice swordsmanship, I will definitely not fall into that situation again."
When Chu Qi has completely mastered Yan Jiuge's sword energy, he will prepare to guide the sword energy into his body and try the Dual Heart Method.
"Buzz!"
In Chu Qi's hand, the Guiyin sword, which was connected to his mind, trembled.
The sun shines on the west wall, and Chu Qi's shadow is outlined on the wall. His sword skills are as smooth as flowing clouds and water.
*
Yunyin Realm, Baiyou Pavilion.
There are twelve pavilions in Baiyou Pavilion, occupying the four directions like a star array. The one in the center is suspended in the clouds, like the moon surrounded by stars, and is out of reach.
This attic is also known as the Cloud Pavilion.
When the breeze carries long clouds and passes through the Yunzhong Pavilion, people in the pavilion can see the sea of clouds rolling wildly from the window.
At a glance, you can see the starry sky from the bright sunlight.
Ling Congwu withdrew his gaze and suddenly realized that the light in the house had already dimmed, and the silent darkness swallowed up everything.
She moved her fingers slightly, and a cluster of flames danced in the glass lamp, illuminating half of the room. There were still dozens of glass lamps that had not been lit. If they were all lit, the lights would be as bright as day.
That's too glaring.
Ling Congwu placed his hand on the table and tapped. A stage emerged from the table out of thin air. The city and the suburbs were connected, and the attics and courtyards in the city were intertwined.
Everything about this stage looks delicate and extremely lifelike.
"The show is about to begin."
She raised her hand, picked up the pen and ink on the table, and continued to draw the puppet whose face she had not yet finished painting.
One, two, three...
When the ink on the puppets' faces dried, she pushed them one by one onto the stage. Once the puppets were on the stage, they seemed to come alive, with their eyebrows and eyes very vivid.
However, there were only a few puppets on the stage, and no one else.
"Why don't you sing?"
Ling Congwu's eyes were slightly confused, she then closed her eyes and sensed, and found that the direction leading to the stage was blocked by the space barrier between the two worlds.
There is a natural space barrier between the Yunhua Realm and the Yunyin Realm, which was left over from the ancient war ten thousand years ago.
The gap that was opened earlier has now been filled by the Yan family.
"In that case, I can only ask you to wait for the turn." Her voice was ethereal, without any helplessness in it, and she was as calm as ever.
When the voice fell, the doll that looked 90% like her started crying and shook its head, looking like it didn't want to go on stage.
"You have to be obedient."
"We are running out of time."
"The elders in your family are all looking forward to Cong Wu's success. How can you let them down?"
"You have the worst talent, and you were born in the Ling family. This is a rare opportunity that you cannot miss."
A strange tone came out of the puppet's mouth, with a rough, hoarse and emotionless voice, as if it was imitating human speech, repeating word for word.
But the puppet itself walked towards the stage in pain.
Its limbs were entangled in invisible puppet threads that penetrated deep into its bone marrow, and then the threads were tightened and thrown into the stage.
"!"
When the puppets came on stage, the entire stage came alive.
Thousands of living beings were moving around on the stage, including monks, spiritual beasts, mortals, and even plants, as if it were a real city.
Now, the show is about to begin.
The girl sitting at the table clenched her fingers, the light of the glass lamp reflected in her dark eyes, her shrunken pupils seemed to be in pain, and she seemed to be in a trance.
Outside the window, free nebulae came and went, never stopping for a moment in her eyes.
*
Yunhua Realm, Tianxuan Sect.
Yan Jiuge received orders from the sect leader and led thirty disciples of the Tianxuan Sect to the Central Region Qiu City to investigate whether there were any cultivators who took the opportunity to cause chaos in the place where the spirit pigeons delivered the message.
If there really is one, he will be killed, and from then on Qiucheng will be under the jurisdiction of Tianxuan Sect.
If not, go and come back quickly.
Although the thirty Tianxuan Sect disciples are elite, there are only ten of them in the Jindan stage, and the lineup is not as strong as the one when they traveled to the Yunxi Secret Realm.
Firstly, considering that other affiliated forces may need support, the sect naturally has to keep enough manpower. Secondly, the first disciple Yan Jiuge has already formed a fetus, so he is more than enough to fight.
"So, didn't the head master ask me to go with him?"
After hearing the whole story, Chu Qi asked Yan Jiuge further.
Yan Jiuge felt a little itchy when he heard his anxious voice. He looked at Chu Qi's expectant face and shook his head, "No."
"How could there be none? Did you hear it wrongly?" Chu Qi didn't believe it.
"Why would I lie to you?" Yan Jiuge said seriously, and before Chu Qi could get upset, he threw out the unfinished words, "But the master has already chosen ten sword-cultivating disciples, and I will choose the rest."
"So that's how it is." Chu Qi suddenly realized.
This is the case for the chief disciple in a sect. There are some things that the sect master and the elders may not arrange in detail, and they are basically left to the chief disciple to handle in full.
After thinking it through, Chu Qi suddenly raised his eyes and finally came back to his senses, "Then will you choose me to go with you?"
Yan Jiuge looked at him, and his bright eyes made Chu Qi feel familiar.
Whenever Yan Jiuge wanted to take advantage of him verbally and call him "senior brother" or "brother", he would look like this.
"Aqi, do you want to go with us?" Yan Jiuge asked back.
"I want to." After saying this word, Chu Qi became alert and asked quickly, "Don't you want me to go? Or..." What other nice words do you want him to say before he agrees
"How could that be? If you want to go with me, I'm naturally happy." Yan Jiuge said straightforwardly.
"Hmm?" Chu Qi was slightly surprised when he didn't hear the expected words, then he came back to his senses, "We should have gone together."
Chu Qi said this as a matter of course.
If he was not with Yan Jiuge, it would be dangerous to go out. What would he do if he met those people who wanted to harm Yan Jiuge again
"Okay, then I'll go pack some things. Do you want me to take your medicine cauldron with you?" Yan Jiuge turned around and asked Chu Qi as he walked into the house.
"Yes." Chu Qi responded, looking at Yan Jiuge's back, hesitant, "Besides this, there is nothing else, right?"
"Anything else?"
“…” It seems that there really isn’t.
Chu Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his alertness disappeared, and he casually said, "It's okay, as long as you don't shout-" Chu Qi stopped talking here.
But the man on the other end heard it clearly. He turned back with a pair of eyes full of interest.
Chu Qi: “…”
He was really stupid and lost his composure.
"Good Aqi, you haven't called me senior brother for a long time." Yan Jiuge was particularly looking forward to bringing up the old matter again.
"First Senior Brother." Chu Qi spoke dryly.
"Not this one, the one you shouted when I was building my foundation, or anything else will do."
Chu Qi: “…”
If it were someone else, it would be elder brother or older brother. Yan Jiuge had a really good plan.
"What's the difference? The first senior brother is still a senior brother." Chu Qi defended himself.
There is a huge difference.
Yan Jiuge stared at the tips of his ears. Chu Qi's ears would not turn red if he called him "First Senior Brother", but if he called him someone else, Chu Qi would feel embarrassed.
He blushes when he is embarrassed.
When he was a child, Yan Jiuge always liked to tease him, and then look at Chu Qi's blushing face, which was very cute.
But right now—
The young man's eyebrows moved nervously, with a twinkle in his eyes. His ears were not red yet, but his expression became more and more lively. It was completely different from when he was a child, but it made Yan Jiuge feel a different feeling inexplicably.
His eyes swept over Chu Qi's earlobe, which was exceptionally white and soft.
If you take off the silver leaf hair ornament on Ah Qi's ear and accidentally touch that place, it will turn red.
In this way, even if Aqi didn't call him brother, he would still feel bad.
Yan Jiuge was obsessed for a while.
He took out an exquisite earring from his Qiankun bag. This was the earring that he had asked Yan Chi to refine before. It was also the color of silver and had the outline of a delicate butterfly.
When Yan Chi brought the things over, Yan Jiuge had originally planned to fuse the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Marrow Jade with the earrings, so that the earrings would have more functions, but at this moment—
"Aqi, I found a treasure suitable for medical practice not long ago. Would you like to try it on?"
Yan Chi, the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Essence Jade, can also redesign treasures, so there are not many opportunities for him to put earrings on Chu Qi in person.
Yan Jiuge didn't want to miss it.
"Hmm?" Has this matter been revealed, brother
Hearing Yan Jiuge change the subject, Chu Qi followed his words and looked at what was in his hand. It looked like a delicate and small decoration.
"It looks so beautiful. How can there be a treasure so exquisite..."
"The treasures used by medical practitioners and magic practitioners are mostly decorative. They look good and are convenient."
It seems to be so. The attire of a medical practitioner is much more complicated than that of a sword practitioner.
Chu Qi thought about it and felt it was reasonable.
"Shall I put it on you?"
In front of him, Yan Jiuge's voice was gentle, and when he listened carefully, it was filled with inexplicable expectation, and Chu Qi nodded subconsciously.
Chu Qi thought that this silver butterfly was just like the silver leaves in his hair, both of which were adorned between his hair strands.
But Yan Jiuge reached out and touched the tip of Chu Qi's ear.
It was not an ordinary accidental contact, but the whole hand covered it. The heat from the palm and the rough calluses on the fingertips almost made Chu Qi stiffen.
A tingling electric current ran from the tip of my ear to my earlobe, and the hand even gently pressed it.
Chu Qi's ears trembled and he tilted his head uncontrollably, trying to avoid the strange touch, but his movements were hasty and the corner of his lips touched Yan Jiuge's fingers when he tilted his head.
—Kissed the finger next to the little finger.
In an instant, Yan Jiuge's hands, which were putting earrings on Chu Qi, froze, and his attention shifted from Chu Qi's earlobes to his lips.
The lips are thin and soft, and the color of the lips is like peach blossoms that just bud in March. It is a very light pink, but particularly beautiful.
(End of this chapter)