After Li Che finished speaking, he patted Meng Qi on the shoulder, looked at her frowning, and couldn't help laughing: "Meng Qiqi, be more decisive."
"It's so decided." He? Continued? "Let's? Now first? Talk about another thing."
He asked again: "If Yan Xuan Linghai can be restored smoothly, what do you plan to do with Neidan?"
Meng Qi hesitated, didn't she speak
"The Nether Thorn and the Stardust Stone." Li Che said again: "I have both now, this is a chance, Meng Qiqi."
His tone became agitated? For medical practitioners, it is definitely something to look forward to if he can be cured if he can be cured in a situation like Yan Xuan's.
"First find a way to get the Nether Thorn." Meng Qi said, thinking for a moment.
She reached out to touch her storage bag, holding the medicine knife horizontally in her hand.
"You have a solution?" Li Che curiously followed her, see what she was going to do.
"Well, I'll try." She said, leaned over and began to draw on the ground.
"Hee hee hee." On that cliff, the black-clothed sword cultivator who was sitting on the edge of the cliff had a bright eye and said, "She is going to use the formation."
"Hmm." The woman in red walked quickly to their side, and together they looked towards the direction where Meng Qi and Li Che were in the distance.
As the mountain wind blew, she pinned a strand of tousled hair behind her ear, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
"I'm not surprised that she can think of the magic circle." The black-clothed sword repairer bent one leg, and the lazy smile on his face deepened, "After all, she is also a student of a famous master, and she is quite talented in this."
"It's a pity..." He shook his head, his tone sounded regretful, but the smile on his face remained undiminished, and his eyes even flashed a little coldness, "It's a pity that her cultivation base is low, and she wants to control the magic circle to To such a fine and subtle level, her spiritual consciousness and cultivation are not yet able to do it."
"Heh." The white-haired man suddenly sneered.
"What are you laughing at?" The black-clothed swordsman turned his head and glanced at him, quite dissatisfied, "Could it be? I'm not right? If she has been? distracted, there is still a glimmer of hope for this round. But She is a Nascent Soul... a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if her consciousness is indeed powerful, so what if she is the top of the Nascent Soul?"
The black-clothed swordsman gloated: "Could it be? She can still split herself in half, half to control the magic circle, and the other half to cure diseases and save lives?"
"There are several schools of cultivators. When it comes to combat power, sword cultivation and formation cultivation are naturally superior to medical cultivation." The white-haired man said lightly, "But don't forget that Ruolun's spiritual consciousness, medical cultivation has always been outstanding."
"So what? She is a Nascent Soul cultivator. No matter how strong her spiritual consciousness is, can she still be like a distracted cultivator, deified into two things?"
"Besides, the spiritual sense of medical cultivation is indeed stronger than other schools, but it's not enough to directly erase a big realm."
"The ghost thorn? They? They dare not touch it, so they can only use the magic circle to control the puppets to pick the ghost thorn. After the ghost thorn is taken off, it will wither soon, and the medicinal properties will be lost. Not to mention the stardust stone."
The black-clothed swordsman smiled gloatingly, and the bent leg also hung down, dangling on the edge of the cliff.
Shan Feng picked up their robes, and he continued to say: "Could it be that her spiritual sense is strong enough that she can split another strand and manipulate the puppet to get the stardust stone."
"That's Styx!" The black-clothed sword repairman put his hands behind his head, looked up at the white-haired man, and finally came to a conclusion, "It's a pity that her cultivation base is low."
The black-clothed sword cultivator continued: "If she is already distracted, she can turn her consciousness into multiple ones, and use one strand to get the Nether Thorn, one strand to get the Stardust Stone, and the rest Can a ray still go? Heal Yan Xuan. Tsk... That is really a rare occasion. What a pity, a pity."
He sat with his legs bent, his feet dangling in the wind on the edge of the cliff, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said gloatingly: "It's a pity that he is a little Nascent Soul."
"Humph." The white-haired man snorted softly, and didn't argue with him much, as if it was a meaningless matter.
They are just like the woman in red who has never spoken, staring into the distance.
After a while, the white-haired man said slowly, "You don't understand."
His tone became a little low: "At the beginning we? No? We all thought that Xiaoyan couldn't do it?"
When the black-haired sword repairer heard the phrase "you don't understand", he subconsciously opened his mouth to refute.
But after hearing the name "Little Smoke", he shut his mouth again.
He snorted softly, apparently still quite unconvinced to the white-haired man, but this time he said nothing.
"Okay." The woman in red, Xiu, glared at the two of them, "You two, stop arguing."
She said: "We have been trapped here for many years. We can only know what the outside world looks like through the cultivators who come in once every ten years. Thousands of years have passed, and the outside world has already been turned upside down. .Not to mention anything else…”
The red-clothed woman? Xiu pondered for a moment, or slowly said: "The current demon king is so strong and talented, have you guys seen it before?"
The black-clothed swordsman seemed to want to refute. They had already opened their mouths, but finally closed them tightly.
He hummed softly, bent one leg, and stretched the other out of the cliff, swaying.
After a long while like this, he said lazily: "You are so strange, even if it has passed? Ten thousand years, so what? The aura of the three realms has declined. Isn't that what we did thousands of years ago? Can you see? If the Yaojun was born ten thousand years ago, he is a real genius. He is the kind of real genius whose reputation can spread throughout the three realms, perhaps one step away from the Dao? Ascension."
"Geniuses will eventually emerge from the Three Realms." The woman in red, Xiu, said firmly.
"Every family in the Three Realms has been passed down so far, what is left?" The black-clothed sword cultivator said dissatisfiedly: "You also? See? For these ten thousand years, the cultivators who can enter the Ten Jue Mountains are not as good as once. Ten thousand At the beginning of the year, there are still people who can make our eyes shine. Nine thousand years ago, there were also some geniuses who made me stand out. Even seven thousand years ago, occasionally, there was still a little light. Eye performance…”
The black-clothed swordsman suddenly sneered when he said this, and said: "After that, there will be more and more fierce intrigues and intrigues. Because after leaving here, I no longer remember what happened, so I feel more and more serious. Unscrupulous. Dao? Struggles, but they? Lost their original intention at the very beginning. Dao? Heart is not firm, Dao? Heart is dusty, Dao
The more he talked, the lower his voice became, and even the lazy smile that had always been on the corners of his lips had "lost".
The mountain wind whizzed by, blowing the hair of the black-clothed Jianxiu, seeming to have swept away their voices.
After a long time, he said slowly: "This way, year after year, round after round, until now..."
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the red-clothed woman Xiu and the white-haired doctor, and said, "I don't even know what we are waiting for here, what are we expecting. After all, you also know Oh, these people, they are all the best selected by the various sects."
He didn't wait for the red-clothed woman Xiu to speak, and rushed to say: "The demon king is indeed a genius, and the battle between the demon king's order is indeed better than thousands of years ago. See? But so what?"
"Don't you forget..." The white-haired man who didn't say anything all this time suddenly said slowly: "This is the third time that the Seven Emotions Formation has appeared in tens of thousands of years."
He paused, and then slowly said: "The first two times were both in the ancient times. Only this time, after the ancient inheritance was cut off, the Seven Emotions Formation reopened?"
Black-clothed Jianxiu opened his mouth, then closed it again.
He suddenly turned his head to look at that person, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He opened his mouth again, then closed it slumped.
Seeing him like this, the white hair doctor slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a slightly smug smile.
"All right, all right!" The sword repairman in black waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Even if the Seven Emotions Formation is reopened? So what? It's their skill to really break through the Seven Emotions Formation. "
"I think they can do it." Bai Yufa's doctor's tone was firm.
Their smiles have been suppressed, but their eyes are deeper and brighter than before.
"I even feel..." he?muttered? "We? in the past? maybe wrong..."
"Wrong?!" The black-clothed sword repairman suddenly jumped up.
He straightened his back and stood in front of the white-haired doctor. He was actually extremely tall, standing upright at this moment, he was even a little taller than the white-haired doctor.
"What's wrong with us?" He snorted softly as he spoke, seemingly dissatisfied, "Do you mean? Or, we? Wrong, and these people are right?"
"I don't know..." Bai Fayi slowly shook his head and murmured: "Back then..."
He? Seems to be remembering what happened many years ago, his expression became a little dazed, and his gaze turned to an extremely distant place: "Do you guys remember what happened back then?"
The black-clothed sword repairman's face darkened, and instantly became extremely ugly
The red-clothed female cultivator looked at? White-haired medical cultivator, and then at the black-clothed sword cultivator, and said, "You mean..."
"Back then we? The three of us were willing to retreat here, you? Do you still remember why?"
"Of course I remember." Black-clothed Jianxiu reluctantly turned his head, "But what does that have to do with today's events?"
"Sword cultivator, law cultivator, medical cultivator..." Bai? Fa medical cultivator said slowly: "The three of us retreated to the Shijue Mountain, and the inheritance of the three schools has been preserved since then. However, the formation cultivator..."
He paused for a moment, and then continued: "It was divided into two. The Ji family redefined the boundaries with the Three Realms, entered the Demon Realm, and never saw the light of day, preserving the last inheritance of the formation cultivators. The rest of the formation cultivators? , then sacrifice all the inheritance and cultivation to keep the three realms from collapsing."
The black-clothed swordsman remained indifferent, his head held high all the time? Slowly lowered, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
"Among them, there are our relatives and friends, as well as..."
They looked at Jianxiu in black, but didn't continue talking.
"Why don't you continue talking?!" The black-clothed swordsman continued instead, "Qingmei also fell like that that day."
He said angrily: "It's because of so many cultivators. They are about to prove the Tao? Ascension, stepping into eternal life, and immortality from then on. But they are willing to do it for the three worlds, for the three worlds. This world of self-cultivation has fallen! Just because of this... just because of... "
The black-clothed sword repaired his head lower.
After a while, a few crystal drops of water slid down his bronze-colored skin and fell into the wind.
Their voices also became a little hoarse.
Even though this incident has been going on for tens of thousands of years, the "Qingmei" they talked about has disappeared, and not even a ray of remnant soul remains in this world.
But when he recalled the past, he still felt as if his heart was tightly held by a huge and powerful hand, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
The white-haired doctor sighed softly, raised his hand, and placed it on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?!" The black-clothed sword repairman took a deep breath, raised his head, and patted the white-haired doctor's hand away, "I don't need you to come? Comfort!"
He took another deep breath and continued: "It is precisely because of this that I am so angry when I look at these wastes now. Forget about array cultivation, and the inheritance is cut off. The Ji family can only stay in the darkest and darkest place in the demon world." Dangerous, in that dark and dark place, it is not easy not to be corroded by demonic energy, not to be assimilated. What's more, they? have to... "
He paused at this point, and when he spoke again after a while, he had already changed the topic abruptly: "But look at the three schools of law, sword, and medicine over the past ten thousand years. What kind of tricks did you teach!"
"They? They? Are? Not..."
The black-clothed swordsman interrupted the white-haired doctor without hesitation, and he shouted almost with all his strength: "They
"I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off!"
He seemed to be so angry that he wanted to jump up? The more he talked, the more angry he became, with his hands behind his back, he kept circling around the top of the mountain.
It seemed that if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to control himself and rushed out, and beat up all the cultivators who were still beating non-stop.
The white-haired doctor and the red-clothed woman looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Both of them believed that if there was a cultivator here at this time, he would definitely be beaten black and blue by the sword cultivator.
The black-clothed swordsman? I don't know. How many circles did he go around? Finally, he stood in front of the white-haired doctor and repairman with a cold face.
He straightened his face and said, "Hmph, let me see? see? how those two brats are doing now. If they? they? are still in such a mess, I'll..."
They? In the end? Didn't tell him? What would happen? They just ran back to the edge of the cliff and sat down.
One leg is still bent, one leg is sticking out of the cliff, swaying, even the lazy, always somewhat disdainful smile has returned to their faces.
What the white-haired doctor said just now seems to be just a breath of fresh air in the monotonous life that has been going on for thousands of years, and they don't care anymore.
But can you really not care
The white-haired doctor slowly walked behind the black-clothed Jianxiu, looking at his hands lying beside him.
Those were the hands of a typical swordsman, with long and dry fingers and neatly trimmed nails.
He? He has seen it with his own eyes. When these two hands hold the sword, it has amazed the three realms and all races. I don't know how many cultivators.
Now the hands are clenched into fists, and there is nothing at all like the lazy look on his face at this time.
The white-haired doctor raised his hand again, as if he wanted to put it on the shoulder of the black-clothed swordsman.
After a while, they sighed lightly, did they put it up
He raised his eyes, and his eyes, like the black-clothed swordsman, drifted into the distance.
While Meng Qi was immersed in drawing the formation, Li Che was sitting cross-legged not far from her.
They don't know the magic circle, and they don't know? They can't help them, so they simply cultivate themselves.
Although I don't know? The practice at this time is just a drop in the bucket, and the cultivation level that can be improved is extremely limited.
But that's also better than sitting around and waiting.
Seeing Meng Qi stop at this moment, Li Che hurried over and asked, "How?"
Meng Qi squatted on the ground, staring intently at the magic circle she had drawn, and said with some embarrassment: "There is one more question."
"Ok?"
They looked in front of Meng Qi, and saw two complicated and exquisite magic circles spread out in front of them.
Those lines overlapped one another, and Li Che couldn't imagine how to draw it even when he looked at the magic circle that Meng Qi had already drawn.
"Once the ghost thorns are removed, they will wither and lose their medicinal properties. The stardust stones in the most primitive state are in this river. If they are not refined by the secret technique of the monster clan, once they leave the river water, they will soon become a lump of ashes."
"En." Li Che nodded.
"So if you use a puppet to get the ghost thorn or the stardust stone, you need to do it at the same time."
Meng Qi continued to say: "There can be hundreds of puppets and imps in this Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Phantoms Formation. If you go to find some common elixir, you can let them do it at the same time. If you want to get Nether Thorn and Star For a medicine like dust and stone, I can only call out a little ghost puppet in a hundred ghosts and ghosts, and let it go to take one of the medicines."
"We? Didn't you just say..."
As soon as Li Che opened his mouth, Meng Qi shook his head: "If it's cured? Yan Xuan is only the first step, and there should be seven levels in the Seven Emotion Formation."
Before she finished speaking, Li Che already understood.
He nodded and said, "Then what are you going to do?"
"If I'm already distracted now, it's easier." Meng Qi murmured, "I can try to separate out a ray of consciousness to control another magic circle, and add you , we?just?could try."
Li Che frowned.
They stood up, walked back and forth a few steps with their hands behind their backs, hesitated and said nothing.
Meng Qi was still squatting on the ground, only looking up at Li Che.
"Or..." She looked at Li Che who was already a distracted cultivator, and her heart suddenly moved, "You can control the magic circle!"
"Eh?" Li Che was puzzled, stopped immediately, and looked down at Meng Qi.
The girl in Tsing Yi, Xiu's eyes were bright and clear, and her expression was rarely agitated: "This formation of ghosts and ghosts is not difficult to learn? You should know some basics of the formation and you can control it."
"It's not difficult?" Li Che turned his head to look at the magic circle drawn on the ground, feeling a little dazed.
He? He really doesn't understand magic circles, and he's not a formation cultivator. He used to be in the sect? He just happened to hear some legendary deeds of ancient formation cultivators mentioned by the elders in the sect.
Li Che also didn't know that, later, the inheritance of formation cultivation was cut off, and there were no formation cultivation in the Three Thousand Worlds. Even if it is the tool cultivator that has risen again in the past few hundred years, it is not a real formation cultivator.
When they thought of this, they couldn't help but stare blankly at the two magic circles on the ground, which seemed very complicated at first glance.
Meng Qi said... this magic circle is not difficult...
Although it doesn't look simple, they are still willing to trust Meng Qi.
"But the learning of magic circles?..." How good is Li Che's memory? But he vaguely remembers that Meng Qi once mentioned that this so-called "hundred ghosts and a hundred ghosts" should be the one in the enchantment of the Xinglin Grand Competition that day. The magic circle used by the mysterious and powerful black-clothed man Ji Wujiong.
"Ji Wujiong passed on this array of ghosts and ghosts to you. If you taught me, wouldn't it be good?" Li Che asked.
Meng Qi was slightly taken aback.
She thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "This can't be regarded as what Ji Wujiong taught me, right? He used it once, and I learned it by myself. At that time, Ji Wujiong didn't accept me as an apprentice. , also? Never formally taught me the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Demons Formation."
She said, looking with her black and white? , before saving lives, all rules and shackles are nothing. Even if this is really Ji Wujiong's story, even if he doesn't allow rumors, as long as it can be used to save people at this time, I still have to teach you. The big deal is waiting for us "Get out of here, I'll go find him and make an apology."
At the end of Meng Qi's speech, she raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her chin slightly, and her gaze was firmer than before.
"Yes!" Li Che stared at her for a moment, then suddenly nodded heavily, "You are absolutely right!"
He paused, and then said: "If Ji Wujiong wants to punish you at that time, I will bear the consequences with you."
"Hmm." Meng Qi also nodded vigorously.
She and Li Che looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.
Teach immediately.
Meng Qi took out her medicine knife and began to draw seriously on the ground: "You are also a medical practitioner, so you are naturally very familiar with the study of meridians and blood vessels."
Li Che nodded, and said: "There are twelve meridians in the human body, eight meridians, extraordinary meridians, and eight meridians. The cultivator incorporates the aura of heaven and earth, and the aura travels through the meridians, nourishes the bones and blood, and finally flows into the spiritual sea. Increase."
He thought for a while, and continued to say: "The spiritual sea is opened, and the spiritual consciousness is self-generated. When we need to use the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy comes out from the spiritual sea, goes retrograde along the meridians, and the spiritual consciousness becomes stronger." Minute."
As a medical practitioner, Li Che naturally made these things clear.
"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded.
Holding the medicine knife in her right hand, she quickly drew a small magic circle on the ground.
The small array was much simpler than the two arrays of ghosts and ghosts she had drawn before. Meng Qi drew it casually, and it was completed in a flash, as simple as drinking water and breathing.
"Our medical practitioners are not as powerful as Dharma and Sword Cultivators, but we use more Divine Consciousness, and our control over spiritual energy is more subtle. Therefore, Divine Consciousness is often stronger than Sword Cultivators of the same realm, and is especially suitable for learning. Circle. I think..."
Meng Qi said: "In the formation cultivation in the ancient times, the spiritual consciousness is also very powerful."
"You come? See?."
"Yeah." Li Che knelt down beside her and looked at the small magic circle with her, "What kind of circle is this?"
They asked, silently looking at the lines.
Although this magic circle is simpler than the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Phantoms Formation, the lines are not so many and complicated. Li Che watched for a while, and finally got a clue.
Meng Qi raised his hand and threw out twelve eighth-grade spirit stones.
As the slender fingers moved, the twelve eighth-grade spirit stones were embedded in twelve directions of the magic circle, the light of the spirit stones flickered, and the spiritual energy was emptied instantly, gathering towards the center of the small magic circle
"This can't be regarded as a magic circle." Meng Qi said, "I figured it out by myself based on the twelve meridians and our cultivation methods."
Li Che: "?"
Meng Qi explained?: "These twelve threads."
Pointing at the magic circle with a medicine knife, she explained to Li Che: "Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin? Then the Large Intestine Meridian of Foot Yangming? Then the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming?..."
As she spoke, the medicine knife drew along the line of the magic circle.
"The magic circle needs to use the spiritual consciousness to control the aura, and it can be done in one go." Meng Qi said: "Just like our twelve meridians, the aura flows continuously, and it forms a burst of its own, which will never stop. Do you understand?"
"Ming, I understand..." Li Che scratched his head in a daze, of course he understands the meridians.
Now Meng Qi is obviously using the knowledge of meridians to facilitate their understanding of the magic circle.
He first kept Meng Qi's words in his heart, and then said: "Go on."
"Where the twelve meridians and veins intersect, these twelve spirit stones are embedded, and finally converge in the spirit sea." Meng Qi explained, the last stroke of the medicine knife fell, and a new magic circle was formed.
She snapped in another twelve spirit stones, then raised her hand and took out a spirit herb from the storage space.
Meng Qi put the spirit grass into the center of the magic circle, and the withered yellow spirit grass suddenly turned green slowly. But after a while, the dry grass blades stretched out and turned green again.
Soon, the blades of grass not only became emerald green, but also sprouted and began to grow again.
"So? That's it." Li Che nodded thoughtfully.
Many spiritual flowers and grasses in the Three Realms also grow by absorbing the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth. This already withered spirit grass absorbed the spirit energy of twelve eighth-grade spirit stones, and under the stimulation of these spirit energy, it unexpectedly regained its new life.
Meng Qi smiled slightly at him, and explained: "I've always thought that it's easy for us to study medicine and learn magic circles."
She said: "You come? Try."
On the high mountain and cliff in the distance, the black-clothed sword cultivator was so dumbfounded that he was about to petrify.
After a while, they turned their heads slowly with a stiff neck and looked at the white-haired doctor.
The black-clothed swordsman opened his mouth, stared intently at the white-haired doctor, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You guys, doctor, learning the magic circle, is it easy?"
"..." Bai? Fa Yixiu remained silent.
"Hahahahahaha..." The black-clothed swordsman burst out into a hearty laugh.
Anyway, there was no one else on this mountain top, they hugged their stomachs with laughter, and almost rolled on the ground.
"This kid probably suspects him? Are you an idiot?" After the black sword was repaired, Yi Yi stopped laughing and wiped the corners of his eyes pretendingly.
"You see? Do you understand?" At this time, even the red-clothed woman? Xiu couldn't help asking? Bai? Fa Yixiu, "Her magic circle...is it really that simple?"
"Hahahaha." Okay? The black-clothed swordsman who could easily hold back his laughter laughed wildly again, "Try it."
He said teasingly.
Bai? Fa Yixiu sighed lightly.
They found that it seemed that since Meng Qi and the others entered the Seven Emotions Formation, they sighed more often.
He lightly shook his right hand, and a medicine knife appeared in his palm.
The medicine knife is short, but two palms long. There is a clear difference between the slightly curved blade and the sword of the sword repairers.
There are almost no patterns on the medicine knife of Bai Yifa Yixiu, only a simple small fish is engraved on the handle of the knife.
Xiaoyu only has a few strokes, but the position of the eyes is a bit of light blue, inlaid with a transparent jasper, which makes the little fish look more vivid.
If the elders of the Fengmeng or the Medical Cultivation Association saw this medicine knife at this time, they would have already cried out in alarm.
In fact, this medicine knife has never appeared in the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years, but almost all the ancient books of the medical practice sect with ancient inheritance will record this medicine knife.
Those classics will not spend too much ink to describe the shape of the medicine knife, but they will faithfully record the small fish on the handle of the medicine knife. Also, the emerald jade in the eyeball of the little fish.
The emerald jade was only the size of a grain of rice, and it came from the most talented Zhenxiu among the last generation of disciples of the most powerful Zhenxiu sect in ancient times.
According to legend, she put the essence of a bay of carp into a malachite, and then embedded it in the handle of a medicine knife.
Bai? Fa Yixiu held the medicinal knife, and he would know if there were spirit flowers and herbs of the third grade or above within a hundred miles, or the treasures of heaven and earth in the elixir.
It has been a long, long time since the white-haired doctor has not taken out the medicine knife.
At this time, he held the handle of the knife horizontally, and the laughter of the black-clothed swordsman who was laughing wildly just now stopped abruptly.
Not only did he stop laughing, he even put away all the smiles on his face.
On their faces, the sad and nostalgic expression from before appeared again, and their eyes fell lingeringly on the medicine knife in the hands of the white-haired doctor, as if they were stroking their lover.
Bai? Fa Yixiu squatted down, drawing the magic circle on the ground like Meng Qi.
After a while, he frowned when he saw the messy pile of lines on the ground that couldn't be closed into a magic circle.
"Your spiritual sense is clearly stronger than that little girl." The black-clothed sword repairman leaned over to look at the messy lines, and muttered.
He blinked, then looked back? To Meng Qi's direction: "This little girl is obviously a medical practitioner, why is the talent of the magic circle so terrible?"
Naturally, the black-clothed sword cultivator could hear what Meng Qi and the others were saying.
He opened his right hand suddenly, and a long black sword fell firmly into his palm: "Could it be? It's really simple..."
While murmuring, the black-clothed swordsman also quickly drew on the ground.
After a while, a bunch of messy lines appeared on the top of the mountain, which looked more messy than the white-haired doctor Xiu.
The black-clothed swordsman cursed a few times in a low voice, crossed his long sword, and wiped away the messy lines on the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Qingmei and the others? The sect has always been strict in recruiting disciples, so that's how it is." He muttered, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Meng Qi again.
The girl in Tsing Yi squatted obediently on the ground, her back was slender and thin, her jet-black hair was casually pulled back, exposing her slender white neck.
Holding the medicine knife in her slender hands, she was quickly drawing a magic circle on the ground. The movements are smooth and flowing, no? There is not a trace of hesitation and pause.
Also in the array of seven emotions? There was a wind blowing, lifting a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks...
Everything looks so beautiful and... familiar!
The sword repairer in black blinked his eyes, and suddenly slowly raised his hand towards Meng Qi.
"Qing..." As soon as he uttered the word, he immediately came to his senses.
The black-clothed swordsman blinked vigorously, and suddenly jumped back to the edge of the cliff. He suddenly laughed and opened his mouth with a deliberate high-pitched voice: "That kid is probably going to be killed by him? I cried stupidly, hahaha!"
Li Che was indeed on the verge of crying.
They sat cross-legged on the ground blankly, looking at the messy lines in front of them, and couldn't help but look at the medicine knife in their hands.
Why are they all medicine knives? Meng Qi draws so easily and in one go, but I just can't? How can I draw them
After a while, Li Che turned his head to look at Meng Qi.
"Uh..." Meng Qi also? I don't know why, "Or..."
She thought for a while: "You follow me to draw? Let's try again?"
She explained: "You use your spiritual sense to control the aura first, and let it turn into a continuous thin line. It doesn't need to be strong, but it must not be cut off."
Li Che was a little frustrated: "I probably don't? I have this talent."
His chin was almost pressed to his chest: "My natural talent is only mediocre."
"We? Try again." Meng Qi said firmly, "You follow me to draw."
"Okay?" Li Che took a deep breath, trying to cheer himself up.
They already faintly feel that this matter is not that simple.
"Meng Qiqi." Li Che asked casually: "When you first learned the magic circle, was it so difficult at the beginning?"
Meng Qi stopped talking.
Li Che stopped holding the medicine knife, then turned his head to look at the silent Meng Qi.
He was stunned for a moment, and his voice trembled when he spoke again: "Did you just say that this is the magic circle you came up with?"
"Hmm..." Meng Qi nodded.
Li Che blinked, looked at Meng Qi, and then at the small magic circle on the ground.
He? Of course what he drew was messed up, and it can't be called a magic circle at all.
Therefore, Meng Qi's neat and beautiful magic circle looked particularly pleasing to the eye.
"Aren't you..." Li Che remembered what Meng Qi said just now when he mentioned the "Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Phantoms Formation", and murmured: "It's all about seeing it?"
"... Mmm." Meng Qi nodded slightly.
Li Che: "..."
Meng Qi: "..."
She took a deep breath and said, "Let's try again."
"... Okay?" Li Che nodded helplessly.
He? Guess he didn't know how to learn it. This magic circle doesn't look that easy at all. Is this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person
Li Che felt a bit bitter in his mouth again.
But soon, they? cheered up?.
It's not the first time Li Che has tasted this kind of taste. He remembered that when he was twelve years old, he went to the Western Realm with his master for the first time, and met the young man who had already become famous in medical training. A young genius, Xue Chengxuan, the eldest son of the Fengmeng Xue family.
The other party is only two years older than him, and his talent in medical practice is completely different from his
Master and Xue's elders sat and discussed, while he and Xue Chengxuan waited and listened.
After the master and the elders of the Xue family finished talking, he didn't understand anything, but Xue Chengxuan was already able to talk about the reasons with the two elders, and even put forward his own opinions.
Xue Chengxuan Mingming was as young and immature as himself, but his calm and eloquent figure left a deep impression on Li Che.
They still remember that when they left Xue's house, Master looked at the sky and suddenly sighed.
Didn't Li Che ask? Why did the master sigh, but he heard the faint melancholy in that sigh, and the master also hoped to have such a bright, outstanding, and talented disciple.
Li Che gripped his medicine knife tightly.
They kept their minds in check, they knew that their future achievements would never be as good as those of a man like Xue Chengxuan, nor could they be as good as...
He turned his head slightly and took a quick look at Meng Qi.
The green robe wrapped Meng Qi's thin body, her expression seemed so focused, she didn't seem to look down on her at all.
Li Che took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the medicine knife in Meng Qi's hand.
Their achievements are indeed limited, and they will never be as good as these talented sons of heaven.
But they also have their own morals.
They will walk forward step by step, firmly and without hesitation along their own path.
Thinking of this, Li Che tightened his grip on the medicine knife in his hand.
At this moment, above the blue sky that was originally clear and cloudless in the Seven Emotions Formation, in a place where no one could see? Suddenly, there was a light "pop" sound.
Wisps of cloud and smoke appeared above the sky.
The cloud and smoke appeared too quickly, and disappeared into the sky in an instant, as if it was just a gentle breeze, unable to attract anyone's attention.
But in the middle of Shijue Mountain, on the top of the mountain where the black-clothed sword cultivators? were, the three of them "suddenly fell silent".
Around the high mountain where they were, there were ten high mountains surrounded by stars.
The ten high mountains are like ten sharp knives, tall and steep, majestic and straight into the sky.
At this time, one of the high mountains was gradually surrounded by clouds and mist. After the clouds and mist cleared, a lot of trees and bushes grew on the bare rocks just now.
"Huh?" The black-clothed sword repairman stood up, looking at the mountain in disbelief.
"This is..." he muttered, walking a few steps in that direction.
In fact, the top of the mountain where the three of them are located is not very big, and it is also some distance away from the ten surrounding mountains.
Even if they got closer to the mountain, they couldn't get much closer. But it seems that if he does this, he will be able to see more clearly.
"This is..." The black-clothed swordsman repeated again, and said: "Could it be? This time it's really..."
He? Turned his head to? Look? His two companions: "Have you? See? Got it?"
"I see." The female cultivator in red nodded, and walked closer to the mountain just like them.
She stared blankly at the high mountain, then raised her head to look at the sky: "Clouds and mists... did someone touch that avenue?..."
"Is there someone?" The black-clothed swordsman suddenly turned his head.
He frowned: "Who is it? Little girl? That's not right...or that silly boy?"
Although he was asking, he didn't need other people's answers at all. Before the woman in red could open her mouth, she said again: "It can't be that silly boy! That silly boy is just as good as I've seen. I have been here, the most talented cultivator. Stupid and stupefied... Stupid and stunned? Stupid and stunned?! He?... "
The black-clothed sword repairman repeated several times in a daze, and couldn't help but go to see his two partners again.
"It can't really be him, right?!" He exclaimed in disbelief, "I'd rather believe it's that little girl!"
The red-clothed woman, Xiu, was thoughtful, but said nothing.
"Hey!" The black-clothed swordsman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped to the side of the white-haired doctor, "You are also a doctor, come and tell me, is it him?"
"If I were to choose..." Bai Fafayi opened his mouth and said slowly, "One of these two must be chosen as an apprentice... No!"
He shook his head and said again: "Thousands of years? Count all the cultivators who have entered the Shijue Mountain together. If I want to choose one to be my apprentice, I will choose this silly boy who you don't like."
The sword repairman in black was startled.
They looked into the white-haired doctor's eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they heard.
The white-haired doctor's eyes are as clear as water, just like when they first met.
The tens of thousands of years trapped here made the black-clothed swordsman's already irritable temper even more irritable. This person has always been the same, the meek temper that made him unbearable when we first met him has never changed.
At this moment, among the ten mountains around them, not far from the mountain covered in clouds and mist, another mountain was suddenly covered by clouds and mist, making it look like a fairyland.
The sword repairman in black really jumped up this time
They? Couldn't care less? Asked? Bai? Fa Yixiu why he chose Li Che, pointing to the second mountain, fingers trembling slightly: "This, this, this..."
In ten thousand years, such a situation has not been? There have been. But often a mountain is clouded and foggy, and it will wait for a long time. When the Shijue Mountain is about to close and return to silence, there will be a second mountain surrounded by clouds and fog like this by chance.
He has never seen the situation where both mountains are unsealed in just a moment like this.
This time it wasn't just them, the white-haired and red-clothed nun were all stunned.
They glanced at each other, and their gazes drifted to the distance in unison, and fell on Meng Qi and Li Che in the formation of seven emotions.
The two were still squatting on the ground, and Meng Qi was explaining the drawing method of the magic circle seriously, holding a medicine knife to demonstrate while explaining.
She didn't? She meant to hide her secrets, she really wanted to teach Li Che.
"Meng Qiqi." After another failure, Li Che shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work."
He frowned and said firmly, "Even if I can learn it in the end, we don't have that much time."
"Li Che..."
"Listen to me first." Li Che waved his hand and said, "And this one is completely incomparable with the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Phantoms Formation. When I learn the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Phantoms Formation, I have to be distracted to control two Magic circle, go? Get Nether Thorn and Stardust Stone... Meng Qiqi, how long do you think it will take for me to do that?"
Meng Qi was silent.
Li Che couldn't help but smile.
He? Suddenly reached out and rubbed Meng Qi's head: "You too? Think this is a long and arduous task?"
Meng Qi remained silent.
Li Che smiled wryly: "My talent is limited, so it seems like this method won't work, let's think of another way."
As he spoke, he and Meng Qi turned their heads to look at the cheerfully rushing stream. Under the sunlight, the stardust stones in the stream shone with fine golden light. Just beside the creek, large tracts of ghost thorns that are precious and rare in the three worlds are scattered randomly.
Obviously there is an elixir in front of him, and he can obviously find a way to cure Yan Xuan, but the two of them are watching helplessly because of lack of cultivation or talent.
It's really... painful!
"Think about it again..." Thinking of this, even Li Che was not calm anymore. He walked around a few times, with his hands behind his back, trying to recall the medical books and pharmacopoeia he had read, trying to recall more There are many records about stardust stones and ghost thorns.
"Oh..." Li Che sighed, "I will hate the books when they are ready for use? It would be great if I could go back to the Zongmen Library at this time!"
"Huh?" Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, then remembered, "I still have some bamboo slips and jade slips..."
She said that from her storage kit, she took out those bamboo slips for medical repair that she had borrowed at Tiandi Bookstore earlier.
"Maybe we can find some records." Meng Qi said and handed half of them to Li Che, "We? Half for each of us."
"Oh, that's right!" She was a little annoyed, "I still have a volume of medical practice handbooks here."
As she spoke, she entered into the spiritual sea.
In the sky above Meng Qi's spiritual sea, a scroll of bamboo slips was wrapped in spiritual energy, emitting a faint light.
It was the medical handbook left by Senior Lin Yan to her, and she still hasn't been able to read the contents of some volumes.
Senior Lin Yan.
Meng Qi thought silently in her heart, it is important for the junior to save people, I have offended you.
So far, Lin Yan's medical handbooks have been asked her to read? How much?, and Meng Qi has read? How much?.
Meng Qi only had indescribable respect and admiration for this powerful senior of ancient medical practitioners, and dared not show any disrespect.
But at this moment, a strand of her spiritual consciousness slowly branched out and stretched towards the medical handbook