"Delicious… "
"Haha... As long as it tastes good! As long as it tastes good! It deserves its death!
Lu Xiaochan tilted her head and said, "Kunwu Jun... you seem to be extremely heartbroken...
Kunwu burst into tears, thinking: Of course I feel heartbroken! I have planted it for thousands of years! Every day I touch it and give it some of my spiritual energy. You just said you wanted to eat it, and Jian Zong plucked it out for me! What can I do? Can I still go up and fight him to the death
"No! I'm not tired. Xiaochan, you've suffered so much. Now that you've come to Tailing Pavilion, I will definitely let you live a good life!"
"You and Shu Wuxi are both so kind to me, why? What good karma did I have in my past life?"
This question has been lingering in Lu Xiaochan's mind. Shu Wuxi never talks about it. It's not that Kunwu doesn't want to tell him, but he is very afraid of Shu Wuxi and always swallows the words back.
"That's naturally a good fate, a great good fate!"
Kunwu looked at the half piece of Qiong Gao still on Lu Xiaochan's plate, and thought that all the effort he put into it had gone into Lu Xiaochan's stomach, so it would be nice if he could have even a small piece!
Lu Xiaochan turned around, picked up the remaining half piece with chopsticks and was about to put it into her mouth. Kunwu watched her eagerly. Shu Wuxi was sitting opposite her. He didn't dare to snatch the food from Lu Xiaochan no matter what.
Lu Xiaochan brought the food to her lips and then put it down, rubbed her stomach and said, "Qiong cream dipped in osmanthus sugar is really delicious. But I can't eat any more..."
Kunwu's eyes lit up, and he thought: It's just right that you can't eat anymore, give it to me! Give it to me!
At this time, Shu Wuxi on the opposite side spoke up: "Eat the last piece. It's good for your health."
"All right… "
Lu Xiaochan poked it up with chopsticks, but it fell on the table before she could put it into her mouth.
At that moment, Kunwu was so distressed that he almost vomited blood: That is Qiong Gao! Qiong Gao! It just fell on the table! One piece of Qiong Gao is ten years of cultivation!
Lu Xiaochan used her hands to search for it. Shu Wuxi, who was sitting opposite her, raised his chopsticks and gently pressed them on Lu Xiaochan's arm: "Don't eat it if it falls. It's dirty."
"Oh." Lu Xiaochan rubbed her stomach, thinking that it was a good thing that she didn't need to hold on any longer, otherwise her belly would burst.
Kunwu's eyes lit up and he didn't even care about his image. He picked up the piece of jade paste with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth in front of Shu Wuxian.
Shu Wuxi raised his hand as if he saw nothing and said, "I'll take you for a walk."
When Kunwu heard this, he was shocked!
They had just taken a walk and had already wiped out more than a thousand years of his hard work. What were they going to wipe out by taking another walk now
"Wait! Wait! Shu Wuxi, I want to take Xiaochan to my quiet room and teach him something. You understand, right? You can't hear the mental method of our sect!"
Kunwu looked at Shu Wuxi with a calm expression, but his heart was beating fast.
He had too many things to say to Xiao Chan, and Xiao Chan had too many secrets that were unknown to him. He couldn't wait until Shu Wuxi took him away before regretting it.
But Shu Wuxi just sat there. He restrained his spiritual energy and sat there like an ordinary upright gentleman, but Kunwu knew... In Shu Wuxi's heart, there was no distinction between good and evil, and no righteousness in the world.
In the past, he guarded the realm of no intention, which was a habit instilled by every sword master.
But when Kunwu sent his junior brother up there, this habit had already been broken.
Shu Wuxi... got what he wanted.
And it is imperative.
"Xiao Chan, follow Kunwu and practice the mental method he teaches you."
Shu Wuxi used the Locking Fairy Silk to pull Lu Xiaochan in front of him and straightened Lu Xiaochan's crooked collar.
Lu Xiaochan tied her hair up herself, and because she couldn't see, there were always some strands of hair falling around her ears.
If it were someone else, it would look messy, but Lu Xiaochan was handsome and cute, and the messy hair actually made him look more youthful.
Seeing Shu Wuxi's fingers raised upwards, along Lu Xiaochan's neck, which might touch her at any moment, Kunwu was so nervous that he trembled with fear and his eyes were about to fall out.
"Are you saying that Kunwu Jun wants to teach me the Tailing Pavilion's mental method?"
Lu Xiaochan felt that she had heard wrongly.
Tai Ling Pavilion is the orthodox medical school in the world. Their philosophy is to clear the mind and emphasize the naturalness of the Tao. They never deliberately pursue the so-called realm. Naturally, they are not as hard-working as sword practitioners like Jiang Wuchao, but the progress is slow.
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi responded softly, and his fingers moved upwards again, as if he wanted to tuck Lu Xiaochan's hair behind her ears.
Kunwu almost pounced on him: "No!"
“Don’t want what? You… you don’t want to teach me anymore?” Lu Xiaochan turned around nervously.
The moment the ends of his hair brushed across Shu Wuxi's knuckles, Shu Wuxi withdrew his hand and turned to adjust Lu Xiaochan's headband, pulling on both sides of the headband and tightening it.
"He will definitely teach you." Shu Wuxi said calmly.
"That's right! That's right! I promise to teach you well until you can do it!" Kunwu touched his chest.
He felt that he really couldn't let Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi stay together anymore. He knew very well that Shu Wuxi didn't want to touch Lu Xiaochan just now, but wanted to touch her desperately.
If it wasn't because she couldn't be touched, it would probably be more than just helping Xiao Chan straighten her collar and tighten her headband.
Kunwu was in a trance for a moment. He recalled the moment he rushed into Jiange a thousand years ago, his junior fellow apprentice's hands were trapped tightly by the Immortal Locking Silk. From the wrists to the fingertips, he could not move, and could not even cast a single spell.
"If he doesn't teach you well, I will kill him." Shu Wuxi replied.
Kunwu felt a chill on his back and almost fell.
"Ah? Don't kill him! I still need to treat my eyes!" Lu Xiaochan was also anxious.
Sometimes he really couldn't figure out Shu Wuxian's routine.
Whenever he was unhappy, he would pluck out people's eyes and kill people.
His sense of right and wrong seems to be different from Lu Xiaochan and even other people.
"Yes! Don't kill me! Xiao Chan still needs my treatment!"
Hurry up, hurry up, we can't stay any longer.
Kunwu waved to Lu Xiaochan, "Xiaochan, I'll take you back later."
Lu Xiaochan followed Kunwu.
These days, Shu Wuxi has been by his side and has never left for a moment.
Lu Xiaochan felt a little uncomfortable leaving him, even if it was just for a few hours. He subconsciously turned back in the direction of Shu Wuxi every few steps.
Kunwu wailed in his heart—Don’t look at him! If you look at him too much, something bad will happen!
Lu Xiaochan walked out of the door and found that the ground under his feet was completely different from when Shu Wuxi brought him out before.
A mist that was cold but not chilly passed by his feet, and various sounds could be heard around him.
There seemed to be the chirping of insects and birds, and the air was vast and distant.
It also seems to be the sound of vines and plants growing, and flowers blooming and falling over and over again.
Until he came to a door, Kunwu took him in.
Whenever she arrives at a place she is not familiar with, Lu Xiaochan will subconsciously reach out to touch it.
He touched the cloud patterns carved from some kind of tree trunk, and those cloud patterns were flowing just like the wine jug on his waist.
Every step Lu Xiaochan took was like stepping on clouds. He swayed and asked curiously, "What's under my feet?"
"There is a magical herb that can grow half an inch every thousand years. It is called 'Qian Song'."
"So what's its use?"
"It...it can clear heat." Kunwu coughed.
"Does the cough cause dryness in the lungs?"
Kunwu placed Lu Xiaochan's hand on his elbow and took him to a cushion to sit down.
Above their heads was an old locust tree, and this old locust tree was exactly the same as the one in Lushu Town. The only difference was that this one was so tall that it reached the clouds and the top could not be seen.
"It doesn't clear the heat of restlessness, but the fire of lust." Kunwu thought for a moment and said, "Your hair hasn't grown fully yet, so you can't use it!"
"Ah?" Lu Xiaochan pulled the corner of her mouth, "You old liar, why are you using my hair to make trouble again! I haven't settled the score with you yet! Are you going to lie to me again this time?"
"You little brat! You don't know what's good for you! I..."
Lu Xiaochan raised her fingers and scratched her ears: "I'm tired of hearing about shit and piss! Just tell me, why did you pretend to be dead and run away?"
Kunwu thought about it silently. Although there were some things he didn't want Lu Xiaochan to remember, he really didn't want this silly thing to have no guard against Shu Wuxi. By the time he was burned to the ground and nothing was left, he would still regard Shu Wuxi as a benefactor!
"I originally wanted to grow up with you, watch you get married and have children, and cook red eggs for you..."
"Stop, stop, let's get down to business!"
"Okay, okay, let me get down to business. I was living well with you, but the evil god Chaos has been coveting my Dan Yuan..."
Lu Xiaochan rolled her eyes and said, "You old liar, the evil god Chaos is suppressed under the exquisite cold jade, how can he covet your Dan Yuan?"
Kunwu was choked by him, thinking that he should do it once and for all: "Okay, okay, Shu Wuxi covets your..."
"My what?"
Lu Xiaochan had always wanted to know why Shu Wuxi was so good to her, perhaps because he wanted to get something from him. Seeing that Kunwu was about to say it, Lu Xiaochan widened her eyes and clenched her fists.
Kunwu swallowed his saliva: "I covet your beauty..."
Lu Xiaochan almost choked to death on her own saliva.
Shu Wuxi has such a cold personality that even if he were given a naked beauty and she was pressed into his arms, he would probably just wave his sleeves and sweep her away like cleaning the house.
"You old liar, if you don't speak properly, I will go back and tell Shu Wuxi that you didn't teach me well, and then I will pull out seventeen or eighteen of your magic herbs!"
"No, no, no, it was Shu Wuxi who wanted to cause trouble for me. I was afraid that he would find Lu Shu Town to settle the score with me, so I quickly pretended to be dead and ran away. You have seen his temper these days. If he finds me, I will be dead!"
There was sincerity in Kunwu's voice.
He was telling the truth. Back then, his junior fellow apprentice suffered from the burning of the primordial fire and was about to be annihilated. If it weren't for Kunwu's quick eyes and hands, and he activated one of the three great instruments of Tailing Pavilion, "Tailing Zhenxu", to collect his junior fellow apprentice's Dan Yuan, there would be no Lu Xiaochan asking him questions in a show of force now.
"Why did he bother you?" Lu Xiaochan asked.
"I promised to tell him something. It's been a thousand years since it happened. I thought he didn't care about it anymore. Who knows if he still remembers it... But I can't tell him, so I just ran away."
Kunwu slapped his knee. Something was wrong. It was clearly him who had something to say to Lu Xiaochan, so how come Lu Xiaochan was the one questioning him
"Alright! Stop asking questions! I am an immortal after all, and you are a blind little thing with no manners at all. Now it's my turn to ask you."
"go ahead."
"Shu Wuxi...Did he really not touch you along the way?"
"No. Every time I tried to touch him, he would hit my palm with a bamboo stick. He was even more cruel than the teacher."
Lu Xiaochan rubbed her palms, still feeling the pain when she thought about it now.
"You deserve to be smoked!"
"I just want to know, what's wrong with me touching him? What's his secret that he won't let me touch him?"
Kunwu lowered his head and sighed helplessly.
"He doesn't let you touch him because it's for your own good. If one day he really touches you, I'm afraid you'll be in big trouble and your Dan Yuan will be drained out."
"Then you tell me!"
"If I tell you, Shu Wuxi will definitely skin me alive and tear out my bones, and I will never be able to reincarnate... However, if you really want to know, I can tell you, but not now."
"Why?"
"When a person lacks the ability, it is meaningless to pursue the truth. When you are really able to protect yourself and the people you want to protect, I will tell you. But I want to ask you, are you not afraid of Shu Wuxian at all?"
"Why are you afraid of him? Are you afraid that he will hit my palm?"
Lu Xiaochan thought, is there anyone in this world who could treat him better than Shu Wuxi
"Do you think he treats you well now? He treats you well because he wants you to be devoted to him."
"Isn't that what should be done? If he can always treat me this well, I will be devoted to him forever." Lu Xiaochan asked.
"You... don't come to me crying and screaming in the future!"
Kunwu really wanted to open the brain of this kid in front of him and see what was inside.
After talking for such a long time, Kunwu returned to the main business.
"Stop, stop! Now I will teach you the first level of Tai Ling Pavilion's mental method. Remember it well and don't..."
"You can't tell anyone else! Then do I have to kneel down and kowtow to you? Call you Master? And serve you tea?"
"No need! I don't want a disciple as troublesome as you! You... or you can just call me 'Senior Brother'."
"What?" Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes wide. "If I call you 'Senior Brother', wouldn't that make me the same generation as the Medical Saint Li Che? That's not good, right?"
"There's nothing wrong with that, just leave it like that!"
Kunwu thought, this is much better than you calling me “old liar” every day.
"Okay, Senior Brother, please accept my greetings!"
Lu Xiaochan clasped his hands together, lowered his head and bowed to Kunwu.
If it were an ordinary person, how could they dare to really call Kunwu "senior brother"? But Lu Xiaochan didn't care about these empty formalities. Whatever Kunwu was happy with, that was it.
The word "Senior Brother" immediately made Kunwu's eyes red, and he was speechless for a long time.
Lu Xiaochan kept bowing with his fists clasped, his waist almost couldn't stand up, he sighed and thought, sure enough, Kunwu was just saying "senior brother". If it wasn't for Shu Wuxi's intimidation, I'm afraid Kunwu wouldn't want to teach him anything!
"How about... I call you Grandmaster?" Lu Xiaochan looked up and asked.
"No, no, no, 'Senior Brother' is just the right name. Master is too old! The ancestors have all passed away! Aren't you cursing me?"
Kunwu immediately helped Lu Xiaochan up, and put his fingers on Lu Xiaochan's wrist. A stream of mysterious spiritual energy flowed into Lu Xiaochan's blood, and a small cycle fell into Lu Xiaochan's Danhai, "You really have formed a Dan."
"Brother Wuxi taught me!" Lu Xiaochan said, looking up.
Kunwu shook his head and smiled: "He didn't teach you that. He let his true energy enter your body, gathered the scattered spiritual energy in your limbs and bones, and then entered your internal organs to form a pill for you. If it were an ordinary person, a person with high talent would need three to five years, and a person with lower talent would probably need several decades."
"What? Can someone else help me to form the elixir?"
"That's because you already have the Dan Yuan, and he lit it up for you. It's like an extinguished medicine furnace. No matter how good the furnace is, it has to be lit up before you can make the elixir. So next, I will lead you to the state of 'entering the state'."
Kunwu didn't say that even if he could gather the Dan Yuan for you and light it up, it would take decades of cultivation.
For other cultivators, no one would be willing to give up unless they were their closest relatives.
But for Shu Wuxi, who was able to use the best sword in the world to make his junior fellow apprentice happy back then, why would he care about decades of cultivation
"How are you going to lead me? Do you have any mantra or technique?"
"The mantras and mental methods are tangible things, but 'entering the state' requires you to feel the spirituality of all things in the world, to empathize with them, and to connect with them. The symbols used by each sect to receive the enlightenment of the successive sect leaders are different. The symbol of our Tailing Pavilion's mental methods for generations is this thousand-year-old locust tree."
Kunwu stood up and raised his hand with his palm facing up. A locust leaf slowly floated down and landed right in his palm.
He handed the locust leaf to Lu Xiaochan and said, "Eat it and savor it carefully."
It was the first time for Lu Xiaochan to eat locust tree leaves, and it was extremely novel.
The fresh fragrance of the locust leaves filled his nose. When he took the first bite, it was as if thousands of streams flowed through Lu Xiaochan's lips and tongue, and his body was like quiet mountains. The bite he swallowed seemed like a huge wave pouring down from the sky, rolling and about to drown everything, but it turned into a large cloud, flowing and lingering in the sky, gradually turning into drizzle, sinking into the cracks between the rocks and the sand, moistening everything.
The author has something to say: Xiaochan: Buy it and leave it! Let’s take a gamble!
Shu Wuxi: What are you betting on
Xiaochan: Who cured my eyes? The first answer is the liar brother Kunwu! The second answer is Brother Wuxi! The third answer is that I cured myself!