Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Perhaps it was because the confusion and shock on Xie Yunhe's face were too real.

The man was also a little confused.

"I saw you were covered in white cloth, and I thought you were injured after jumping off a cliff. But it turns out you weren't injured, right?"

The roommate spoke up.

Only then did Xie Yunhe take a closer look at his roommate in the sanatorium.

He was sleeping on the bed just now, covered with a quilt, so I couldn't see his face clearly.

At this time, he came out from under the bed, allowing Xie Yunhe to see his appearance.

There was a young man sitting on the bed next to him, wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect. This was normal and nothing to worry about.

What was unusual was that this person was wrapped in bandages all over his body, even his head.

Only his black hair and eyes were exposed.

That’s right, he was wearing a set of bandages that looked like the same ones Xie Yunhe was wearing. It was obvious at first glance that they were props produced by Venerable Zhiwu.

This guy still has the nerve to talk about Xie Yunhe. Isn’t he the same?

At least Xie Yunhe still had his face exposed, but his roommate's face was also entangled.

Xie Yunhe had some sense of the bandages on his body. Wherever the bandages were wrapped, there were wounds or the corresponding meridians were injured.

So this roommate must have even had his face injured.

"I was outmatched when I was slaying a monster, and rashly used mystical techniques, which injured my meridians."

Xie Yunhe explained.

"Monsters? Don't these monsters live on the other side of the abyss?"

The roommate exclaimed.

It seems he knows a little bit about monsters.

"Yes, at the Goddess Festival in Baihua City a few days ago..."

Thinking that he would get along well with this roommate these days, Xie Yunhe told him what happened in Baihua City.

He only said that he was injured while using some secret techniques to kill the monster.

This is not something that cannot be said. I guess what happened in Baihua City will spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation in a few days.

Xie Yunhe understood that his behavior in Baihua City was still a little strange.

Most people don’t know that he advanced from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, but Sang Qing on the altar and Venerable Youyue who later saved him must know.

But they didn't ask Xie Yunhe about this matter. They must have thought that the white-robed medical practitioner said that Xie Yunhe had used some secret method to temporarily improve his strength.

Xie Yunhe knew that this was not the case.

His increased strength came from the system, and was also somewhat related to the altar in Baihua City.

When he was hit by the white light, he heard some other sounds in his ears.

It was the prayers of the people in Baihua City, and the sound came from the white light ball.

Xie Yunhe couldn't help but wonder what the power of the white light ball that day was.

He had a guess in his mind, but he still needed time to verify it.

I talked to my roommate about Baihua City, and it was obvious that he had just found out about it.

I didn't expect to hear such fresh first-hand information. I'm so excited.

After chatting for a while, the two got to know each other, and Xie Yunhe knew that his roommate's surname was Mei.

Roommate: "Just call me Brother Mei! As for my name, it doesn't matter."

This person didn't even say his name. Maybe he felt that they were not familiar with each other, or maybe he was avoiding something?

Xie Yunhe thought to himself.

But it was right to call him senior brother. Xie Yunhe couldn't tell this man's cultivation level, he could only feel that it was above the Jindan stage.

Anyway, I'm better than him.

There is a question that Xie Yunhe also wants to ask.

"What did Senior Brother Mei just say about comprehending the sword's will and breaking his leg by jumping off a cliff?"

Xie Yunhe remembered the long queue at the orthopedics department that he saw in the hall of the medical hall.

There was also an army of people in wheelchairs sunbathing and chatting on the back lawn.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious. Why were there so many monks with injured legs? They all looked to be of high cultivation level.

Senior Brother Mei glanced at Xie Yunhe and could tell that he was only in the late stage of foundation building.

A look of understanding appeared on his face.

Let’s start popular science learning with Xie Yunhe.

"Xie Junior Brother, you don't know that they all jumped off the cliff in order to seek a glimmer of enlightenment."

"You know that we in the Tianjian Sect have the most sword cultivators, right? But only those who can master the sword intent and sword types are true sword cultivators. The others are just cultivators who use swords."

"I'm sure you, Junior Brother Xie, are familiar with the sword seed. It actually refers to the golden elixir of our Golden Core Stage. Using special techniques to condense it, it can basically be achieved at the Golden Core Stage. However, sword intent is different. It requires a person to have comprehension. Most sword cultivators can only obtain sword intent when they reach the Nascent Soul Stage."

"But some geniuses, due to their high comprehension or miraculous encounters, are able to master the sword intent in advance. For example, the famous Qin Yu. I heard that he already mastered the sword intent."

Speaking of Qin Yu, Senior Brother Mei was obviously envious and jealous.

"That brat is so despicable! Not only is he good-looking, but he's also so talented. He doesn't even give ordinary disciples like us any chance to survive..."

Senior Brother Mei began to radiate resentment.

Seeing that the topic was about to go off track, Xie Yunhe quickly changed the subject back.

"Brother Mei, can the sword intent be mastered in advance?"

He was very curious about this knowledge. He had previously thought that sword intent was still far away from him, but this time it seemed that he was using sword intent?

It is still a more violent sword intent.

Xie Yunhe glanced at the Buddhist beads in his hand without leaving a trace. If it weren't for these beads, he didn't know whether he would still be conscious now.

"Cough cough."

Senior Brother Mei also realized that he seemed to have gone astray and started talking about the broken leg incident again.

"Sword Intentions originate from the understanding of sword techniques, and can be stimulated in critical moments, so they can be mastered in advance."

"There are always some lucky people who master the sword spirit in advance. There are all kinds of strange and unconventional methods. Some people succeed, but there are more people who fail."

"There's a reason why there are so many monks with broken legs here. One day, someone from the inner sect slipped and fell off a cliff. By chance, he was able to comprehend the sword power of wind. After this story became widely known, many disciples followed suit."

"As you can see, the infirmary is overcrowded with monks with broken legs."

Senior Brother Mei shrugged his shoulders, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

The whole body exudes the joy of a fun-loving person.

"Then how did you get so injured, Senior Brother Mei?"

Xie Yunhe asked suddenly.

Senior Brother Mei froze for a moment after hearing this, then sighed.

He looked around as if he was avoiding someone.

He whispered to Xie Yunhe:

"That's because I, Senior Brother Mei, am too charming and popular among the senior sisters and junior sisters. I'm always involved in various romantic affairs. Some of my fellow brothers can't stand me and slap me in the face."

As he spoke, he weakly covered his face with his hands and cried out "Ouch, ouch".

"Really?"

Xie Yunhe looked over suspiciously.

What is the most attractive thing? The charm of snoring?

Just then, there was a knock on the door of Room 521.

"Knock knock."

somebody is coming.