Master, your personality is broken

The sweat on his back was already soaking through his thin shirt, Chen Xi pretended to be confused: "What... what?"

"The medicine is wrong," Lin Jingran said, "Your meridians all over your body are blocked due to injury. You should use less medicine, but this medicine does the opposite. If you take it, it will cause harm and no benefit."

what? !

That means he's been taking poison for years?

Chen Xi was dumbfounded, and murmured: "Impossible..."

But Immortal Qingyu didn't need to lie at all.

After a moment of silence, Lin Jingran stuffed the medicine bottle back into Chen's hand wash, and said, "I'll ask Wenyitang to make some suitable medicine for you."

After speaking, he left.

Chen Xi was immersed in shock and hesitation and couldn't extricate himself. One incident after another flashed through his mind, and he couldn't figure out who was going to harm him.

Standing there for a long time, Chen Xi seemed to remember something, he quickly ran back to the room, closed the doors and windows, and took out a piece of parchment from the inner layer.

This piece of parchment has been specially processed to be as thin as a cicada's wing and hard to be damaged. It is a communication tool specially made by Mozun for Chen Xi.

When using it, the blood book is enough, no mana is needed, and it will not be noticed by others.

Chen Xi bit his index finger, dripping blood on it.

After a while, a large character appeared on the paper - in.

After the words disappeared, Chen Xi wrote—there is a problem with the medicine.

After writing, he couldn't help but hissed. Originally, he thought this communication method was good, but actually writing it was too painful...

No reply yet on paper.

Chen Xi sighed softly, the only person in the Demon Realm he could trust now was his father, even if his father didn't know there was a problem with the medicine.

At first, he thought the medicine was bitter, and his father tried every means to remove the bitterness.Because of his injuries these years, Moyu has spent a lot of financial and material resources. In the end, the medicine he took was poison...

Over the years, the involvement must have been extremely deep, but the villain hiding in the dark, I don't know if my father can handle it.

Finally, there was a response on the paper—understand, to be investigated.

Presumably my father is already on guard. He is now in Lingfengmen and can only wait for the results of the investigation.

Chen Xi put away the parchment, saw the "Notes for Beginning New Disciples" on the table, sat down and flipped through it.

In the manual, it introduced Lingfengmen's training plan for new disciples.

In the first three months, intensive training was carried out, and the disciples went to the Qiuzhi Hall for a whole day of classes every day.

After three months, there will be an assessment, and the disciples who pass the assessment will only need to attend morning classes for half a day.

One year later, a competition will be held, and the top three disciples will be able to go down the mountain to try earlier.The other disciples need to continue their studies for the next year.

At the end of the manual is a map of Lingfeng Gate, marking some important locations.

Pretty fine.

After reading the manual, he was bored, so he simply closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Chen Xi woke up from hunger, and when he looked up, it was mostly dark.

He got up and stretched, walked out the door, saw the light in Master's room, and knocked on the door.

A cold voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

"Master, I'm going to eat in the common things hall, Master? Or if Master wants to eat, I can bring it back for Master." In Chen Xi's voice, there was still a trace of drowsiness remaining in Chen Xi's voice.

Lin Jingran: "Go."

Chen Xi: "Okay, that disciple has gone."

Chen Xi didn't know how to get to Suwutang. He went back to the house to get the manual, and was studying the route when a small glowing paper crane flew in front of him.

Chen Xi was taken aback and almost threw the book over.

The light from the paper crane was very bright, illuminating a large area of ​​the road ahead of him.

At this time, Lin Jingran's voice came from the paper crane, "It will guide you."

Chen Xi understood, and immediately smiled, and shouted: "Thank you, Master!"

Along the way, Chen Xi hummed a ditty and leisurely followed the paper crane.

Feeling in my heart: Although Qingyu Xianzun is a bit cold-tempered, he is very careful and treats his apprentice very well.

When seeing the plaque of the Suwutang, the paper crane turned into a little light, and then disappeared.

Now it's time for dinner, and there are many people gathered in the vulgar hall.

He hadn't walked a few steps when he felt eyes cast on him, and then he heard someone whispering not far away.

"Hey, he's the sick guy who vomited blood at the apprentice meeting, right?"

"Yeah, he looks really good-looking. I heard that at the introductory meeting, Qingyu Xianzun almost got into a fight with Elder Fang because of him!"

"Really! Immortal Qingyu has always been indifferent, so he will go to the initiation meeting?"

"You don't know..."

Chen Xi's face was full of question marks, and it wasn't so exaggerated...

There are long tables in the hall, Chen Xi prepared a meal, and purposely found a corner where no one was around to sit down.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he heard footsteps and stopped opposite him.

"Fairy vomiting blood, there is no one sitting here."

What the hell is it called?

Chen Xi didn't bother to answer, he didn't even raise his head, and replied casually, "There is someone."

"Okay, let's sit here then."

Chen Xi raised his eyes and saw Situ Yao leading a person to sit down opposite him.

Situ Yao also raised his chin towards him, and said with a smile, "I just heard the nicknames given to you by some girls. I specially took a copy of Maoxuewang. Seeing that your face is pale, I will give you blood."

"No need," Chen Xi looked at the person walking with Situ Yao, "Who is this?"

"Oh, you always leave early today, so I didn't have time to introduce you," Situ Yao introduced, "His name is Abo, he is my childhood friend, and he happened to be the last one to be shortlisted."

This Abo has sword eyebrows, star eyes, and regular facial features. Compared with Situ Yao's bearded and squinting eyes, his painting style is completely different.

"Hey, Abo!" A brisk voice sounded, and the bell blew by. A little girl in a goose yellow dress came over with a plate and asked Chen Xi with a smile, "You are Chen Xi, can I sit down?" This?"

Chen Xi nodded blankly, and sat a little further away, leaving more than half of the seat open for others.

What kind of physique is he?

Why does everyone like to come and join in the fun?

The little girl introduced herself: "My name is Ling Aoyue, and I am No.4 in the apprentice meeting."

"Oh, hello." Chen Xi looked at Situ Yao and asked with his eyes, what's the situation?

Situ Yao signaled Chen Xi to come closer, and whispered, "The granddaughter of the head of the sect may have taken a fancy to you..."

"roll."

Chen Xi is not stupid, this girl is obviously here for Abo.

But Situ Yao knew a lot, including the nephew of the elder and the granddaughter of the head of the sect.

Ling Aoyue kept staring at Abo, not paying attention to Chen Xi's movements, and finally she said: "Abo, thank you for helping me on the stone ladder!"

Abo didn't respond, but Situ Yao spoke first: "You've already thanked me twice today."

"It's true that I said it twice, but why did you rush to answer..." Ling Aoyue was a little dissatisfied.

Situ Yao's expression was very beating: "I am willing."

"You!" Ling Aoyue rolled her eyes, lowered her head to eat, and ignored her.

Chen Xi, who was watching the play while biting his chopsticks, didn't understand. He thought that Situ Yao was careless and informal, but now why is he so indebted to a little girl, deliberately making things difficult for him?

After a while, Ling Aoyue couldn't sit still anymore. She glanced at Abo's food and asked, "Abo, why are all your dishes vegetarian?"

Situ Yao replied again: "He likes it."

Ling Aoyue was unhappy: "Did I ask you?"

"I love to answer, you care about me?"

"You are really sick."

"You have the disease."

……

The two of you talked to each other, it was really noisy.

Chen Xi looked at the source of the quarrel - Abo.

This scourge of disputes is eating slowly, and everything around him seems to have nothing to do with him.

Only then did Chen Xi realize that he hadn't heard what Abo had said.

Could this man be deaf, or dumb?

The two people around were arguing more and more fiercely, Chen Xi was annoyed by the quarrel, and said: "Eat well, don't quarrel."

It worked, and the two paused.

Ling Aoyue made a face at Situ Yao.

Situ Yao got up with a "wow", rolled up his sleeves, and said, "I never fight with women. I never thought that some people are not women at all."

"Who are you talking about!" Ling Aoyue refused to admit defeat and got up, as if she was about to go to the battlefield.

started again.

Chen Xi sighed, threw his chopsticks impatiently, stood up and stopped him, "Enough!"

While the two were in a daze.

He grabbed Situ Yao and asked softly in his ear: "Hey, Abo...can't talk?"

"Ah?" Situ Yao was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, and bent over with a smile, "Hahahaha, you think Abo is dumb?"

Ling Aoyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

Abo opened his mouth: "I am not."

The voice is deep and deep, and it's strangely pleasant to hear.

It turned out to be able to speak.

The turmoil finally subsided, and the three sat down.

Chen Xi successfully prevented a battle, and also transferred the flames of war to himself.

People can't help but suspect that he is the one who is careless.

Chen Xi laughed awkwardly: "But Abo, you have been silent all this time, making me think..."

Situ Yao explained: "He is not good at words, and Qingyu Xianzun also has few words."

Ling Aoyue shook her head: "No, no, it's different in essence. Abo is not good at words, but Qingyu Immortal is completely lazy."

When Lin Jingran was mentioned, Chen Xi got excited: "What do you mean?"

Ling Aoyue: "Immortal Qingyu is cold; Abo is honest. Two different concepts. Immortal Qingyu doesn't talk much and is completely lazy to talk to you, but Abo doesn't know what to say."

Chen Xi and Situ Yao nodded in unison to show their agreement.

As she said that, Ling Aoyue looked at Chen Xi: "Chen Xi, don't pay attention to those people talking nonsense. People have three urgencies, not to mention illness. If you hear others talking about you vomiting blood... don't take it to heart... Qingyu Immortal If you are willing to accept you as an apprentice, it shows that you can be made."

Knowing that Ling Aoyue was comforting him, Chen Xi responded gently.

"I didn't attend the introductory meeting in the afternoon. Unfortunately, I missed the Qingyu Immortal. I heard that the Immortal even helped you talk." The atmosphere was a bit serious. Ling Aoyue wanted to liven up the atmosphere, so she coughed twice, lowered her voice, and pretended to be serious "Little friend Chen Xi, please teach me how you got so favored by Qingyu Immortal Venerable?"

Chen Xi smiled: "Probably because of fate."

Ling Aoyue pursed her lips, put her index finger on her chin, and nodded her head: "This is probably—the legendary nonsense."

The three of them were amused by her appearance.

"Hey, do you know?"

Ling Aoyue's tone suddenly became mysterious.

The three looked curious and shook their heads.

"Before the Qingyu Immortal..." Seeing the longing gazes of the three of them, Ling Aoyue was very satisfied, and she changed the subject, "How about, let's eat first."

I'll go, deliberately teasing people's appetite.

Situ Yao and Chen Xi said in unison: "No!"

If you don't talk about it, you don't have the momentum to eat.

"Okay, let me tell you," Ling Aoyue waved at the three of them, signaling to get closer, and lowered her voice, "Do you know about the blind date before Immortal Qingyu?"

The three shook their heads.

And this thing?

Chen Xi pricked up his ears and subconsciously moved a little closer.

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