I Am The White Moonlight Of The Paranoid Immortal

Chapter 85

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After hearing Chu Qi's question, Yan Jiuge seemed to realize that something was wrong with his emotions.

But he did not correct the meaning of the title:

"Call you Aqi."

"… "

Chu Qi's expression was a little unnatural. The name "Aqi" was too intimate. Was the relationship between him and Yan Jiuge really that good

Chu Qi couldn't figure out the reason for the address, and instead thought of his previous question, which Yan Jiuge hadn't answered yet.

"Yan Jiuge, I mean, I want to ask, why did you come to my room? Aren't you in seclusion..."

Yan Jiuge just came back from the Yunxi Secret Realm half a month ago. It seemed that there was something important going on, so he went into seclusion to practice after returning to the sect.

The two had not met during this period, until today when Chu Qi woke up and suddenly found Yan Jiuge sitting beside his bed.

This kind of behavior is really abnormal.

Chu Qi pondered, staring at the still silent Yan Jiuge, and slowed down his tone a bit, "Could it be that something went wrong during your retreat that caused you to be emotionally unstable?"

"… "

Yan Jiuge's eyes never left Chu Qi. He carefully described Chu Qi's face, and finally restrained his overly exposed emotions with great restraint.

"Yes, a little bit." Yan Jiuge's voice was still a little hoarse.

As soon as I close my eyes, those scenes will keep appearing in my mind, one after another, reminding me what I have lost.

If he hadn't seen the person in front of him wake up again, Yan Jiuge felt that he was not far from the devil's barrier.

When Chu Qi heard Yan Jiuge's answer, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked surprised, but also flustered, which he himself did not even notice.

"Then you should go find a doctor as soon as possible. I remember that our Tianxuan Sect has disciples who practice medicine. Going astray during cultivation is a serious matter. Instead of coming to me, you might as well find a doctor as soon as possible."

Chu Qi talked for a long time.

The person in front of him did not show any panic reaction.

"Wait, how can I reason with a man who has gone astray?"

Chu Qi came back to his senses and regretted himself. He should have dragged Yan Jiuge to find a medical practitioner right now, since this guy was already starting to act strangely.

Thinking of this, Chu Qi got up from the bed. Strangely enough, when he felt sleepy, he didn't take off his outer clothes, but only took off his shoes and socks before falling asleep.

However, waking up now saved him the trouble of getting dressed, and he could take Yan Jiuge directly to find a doctor.

"You come with me."

Afraid that Yan Jiuge wouldn't respond, Chu Qi tugged at his sleeve and emphasized, "Go find a doctor."

"good."

To Chu Qi's surprise, Yan Jiuge agreed very obediently.

There was no impatience in his tone.

He pulled Yan Jiuge's clothes and walked forward a few steps. Yan Jiuge also cooperated with him and walked with him.

All these behaviors seem to reveal a sense of rightness in something that is wrong.

Chu Qi paused suspiciously and let go of the hand that was pulling at Yan Jiuge's sleeve.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Yan Jiuge stopped and looked at him quietly.

Chu Qi: “…”

Forget it, just send the Buddha to the west.

Chu Qi convinced himself in his heart that he shouldn't bother too much with someone who was obsessed with cultivation. Then he tried to reach out and grab Yan Jiuge's sleeve again.

At this moment, the person behind him also reached out his hand.

Chu Qi's hand suddenly grabbed Yan Jiuge's palm.

Yan Jiuge's hands were a little cold. His palms were covered with calluses from years of sword practice. His joints were distinct and his hands were slender and strong.

Naturally, Yan Jiuge held Chu Qi's hand back.

The feeling of crossing his hands was too strange. A heat suddenly rushed to Chu Qi's ears and cheeks, and he felt uncomfortable.

I subconsciously pulled my hand away, but failed.

So weird!

The obsessed Yan Jiuge is really weird.

Considering that the other party was not in a good state, Chu Qi endured the awkwardness.

He continued to keep his hands clasped together and walked out with Yan Jiuge.

When it was time to fly on the sword, Chu Qi was just about to let Yan Jiuge fly on the sword by himself, using the excuse that "as a sword cultivator, my natal spirit sword cannot carry other people at will."

Unexpectedly, that person took the lead and stepped onto his natal spirit sword.

"?"

Chu Qi’s expression was stunned.

"This, you, I..."

"Hmm?" Yan Jiuge lowered his eyes and looked at him, as if asking why he couldn't return the spirit sword.

"Yan Jiuge... This is my natal spirit sword. How could you set foot on my natal spirit sword?"

Every sword practitioner knows how important his natal spirit sword is.

"Then you step on mine."

"That's right." Chu Qi nodded subconsciously when he heard the word compensation. When he realized what Yan Jiuge said, his eyes suddenly widened.

"What do you mean by stepping on your natal spirit sword..."

Yan Jiuge is really seriously ill.

Never mind, just this once.

If his natal spirit sword wanted to throw Yan Jiuge down in the middle of the process, he would definitely not stop it.

Chu Qi thought about it and for the moment didn’t want to continue to care about the fact that Yan Jiuge stepped on his natal spirit sword.

Anyway, no one else saw it.

Chu Qi stepped onto his own spiritual sword and flew away with Yan Jiuge on the sword.

In his memory, the medical disciples of Tianxuan Sect have always acted in a mysterious way, so it is difficult to find a medical practitioner. Perhaps he should ask Senior Brother Liu first.

While Chu Qi was thinking, he had already flown his sword around Zizai Peak and headed towards the rear.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity enveloped him, as if he had been to the place where the medical disciples were before.

Flying on the sword all the way, Chu Qi saw a dark green mountain, covered by a barrier to prevent outsiders from entering.

"This may be where the medical disciples are. We—"

"A rare guest. I didn't expect that there is someone other than Junior Brother Liu who knows about Zhong Lingfeng."

When Chu Qi and Yan Jiuge shared their guesses, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

A huge white phoenix circled in front of the two of them, and a woman in a green robe was looking at them curiously.

"This junior fellow looks very friendly. Are you interested in studying medicine at Zhongling Peak?"

When asked this question by his senior sister from the medical lineage, Chu Qi's thoughts suddenly changed, and he inexplicably remembered the names of some herbs.

It's strange, he has never read any books on medicine.

Chu Qi paused, thinking about what adjective to use to describe Yan Jiuge. It was not appropriate to call Yan Jiuge by his name in front of outsiders.

"My senior brother, something went wrong during his training. He became emotionally unstable and had the possibility of chaotic thinking."

"Can this condition be treated with medical techniques?"

After listening to Chu Qi's words, Bai Xuan turned his gaze to the person standing behind him, "Hey, this term's first disciple."

"Ordinary practitioners have unstable minds, and a mind-clearing technique can solve all problems."

Hearing this, Chu Qi felt relieved. As long as it could be cured, that was enough.

"However, Junior Brother Yan is different from ordinary people. The higher his realm and talent, the more unstable his state of mind is, and the more likely he is to get into trouble. If he can't be cured, this inner demon will accompany him for the rest of his life."

Chu Qi suddenly became nervous, "Medical Senior Sister, what should we do?"

"You two come with me and see if my master has any good ideas." Bai Xuan knew Yan Jiuge's talent and status, and also knew his own abilities. In order not to delay the patient's treatment, it would be better to ask his master to come forward.

"Okay, thank you, senior sister." Chu Qi nodded solemnly and wrote down Bai Xuan's words.

"You're welcome. You can just call me Senior Sister Bai Xuan. My master rarely leaves Zhongling Peak. His Taoist name is Qingyue, and he is the only medical elder in the sect."

The three of them entered Zhongling Peak, and Bai Xuan briefly introduced the medical lineage of Zhongling Peak to them along the way.

"There are only two of us on this mountain.

Stay away from the medicinal field after entering, as some precious spiritual medicines cannot touch the evil spirit of the sword cultivator. "

"Just, just two medical practitioners?" Chu Qi was shocked by this number.

"Yes, if I wasn't the only wood root disciple in my class, I wouldn't have studied medicine. Let's not talk about the past. Anyway, the sect's medical heritage still needs someone to inherit it."

While they were talking, they arrived at Zhong Lingfeng Medicine Pavilion.

Elder Qingyue performed a healing magic on Yan Jiuge to calm his mind and reminded him that if he experienced any abnormalities in his future practice, he should come back for a follow-up visit.

"This is Qingxin grass, which is usually used to make tea."

Before leaving, Elder Qingyue prescribed a medicinal herb for Yan Jiuge.

"Thank you, Elder Qingyue."

Chu Qi subconsciously reached out to take it. After getting the bag of medicine, he came to his senses and realized that this was Yan Jiuge's medicine and had nothing to do with him.

He was hesitating whether to hand the medicine bag to Yan Jiuge, but he heard Senior Sister Bai Xuan sighing:

"You two brothers have such a good relationship."

Chu Qi clenched his fingers around the bag of herbs, his expression a little subtle.

Is he and Yan Jiuge in a good relationship

How can it be!

All the previous accidents happened because something went wrong in Yan Jiuge’s practice.

"Well, thank you, Senior Sister Bai Xuan. We will go back first."

A calm voice sounded beside Chu Qi. Yan Jiuge, who was supposed to be at odds with him, did not deny the matter for the first time.

"?"

A look of confusion flashed across Chu Qi's eyes.

If Chu Qi had not seen with his own eyes Elder Qingyue performing the healing magic on Yan Jiuge, he would have felt that Yan Jiuge was still in the state of being possessed by evil spirits.

Seeing Chu Qi still in a daze, Yan Jiuge, who was standing beside him, called him again:

"Aqi, let's go."

"Huh? Oh..."

Chu Qi followed Yan Jiuge and left the medicine cabinet with him.

After leaving, Chu Qi wanted to ask Yan Jiuge several times, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

When we were young, we had no problem arguing and quarreling, but now that we have grown up, we can’t always chase after others and ask, “When did our relationship become so good?”

Besides, it was obvious that something was wrong with Yan Jiuge.

It was a good thing for them not to interfere with each other's business. Yan Jiuge was the one who crossed the line first.

After figuring out the "reason", Chu Qi glanced at the young man who was flying with him on a sword.

The last time I saw Yan Jiuge, he had just become the chief disciple. Half a year had passed in a flash, and this person's aura had become more solid, and even his emotions were becoming unpredictable.

Waiting to the residence.

Chu Qi handed over the bag of herbs in his arms, "Your medicine."

"It's fine now, nothing serious."

From what Yan Jiuge said, he didn't want to drink anymore.

Chu Qi frowned, "I worked so hard to get it back for you all the way, you idiot!"

You really don't know what's good for you!

"But I don't know how to make medicine, and it would be a waste if the herbs were spoiled."

It was very rare that Yan Jiuge did not turn around and leave, but instead explained to Chu Qi calmly.

"Too."

It is indeed a difficult task to ask Master Yan to decoct medicine.

Chu Qi's anger immediately subsided. He raised his chin and said reluctantly, "Then I will help you fry it this time, and it won't happen again."

"Then I'll have to trouble Aqi to take care of it for me."

"Who would worry about you? I don't worry about you." Chu Qi listened to Yan Jiuge's words and tried his best to defend himself, "I just did it by the way!"

"Okay." Yan Jiuge was not annoyed. He looked at Chu Qi with a pair of dim eyes, with emotions that Chu Qi could not understand.

It's like thick ink that cannot be dissolved, hiding something.

Chu Qi's heart was startled, and he involuntarily took a step closer to Yan Jiuge. He suddenly wanted to be closer to this person.

"!"

At this moment, the communication token tied around Yan Jiuge's waist flashed with light.

"What's up?"

After Yan Jiuge answered the call, Liu Weiming's voice came from the other end:

"Brother, I heard that you have come out of seclusion. The head master wants to discuss something important with you. It is about the matter between the Cloud Secret Realm and the hidden demon race."

"Got it. I'll go right away."

Yan Jiuge agreed and immediately hung up the message.

At this time, he said to Chu Qi, "Ah Qi, I will go to Zizai Peak first to report the matter of the secret realm to the head."

"oh… "

Chu Qi nodded subconsciously.

After Yan Jiuge's figure left, he suddenly came to his senses - Yan Jiuge was leaving, so why did he need to tell him specifically

As if they knew each other well...

Chu Qi's brows frowned and then relaxed, struggling for a long time. He lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the bag of medicinal materials in his hand out of the corner of his eye. He was suddenly speechless.

Forget it, Yan Jiuge’s medicine is still in his hands, so let’s boil the medicine first.

(End of this chapter)