I have been assisting these years

The crane walked around the room, like a person poking his head, and finally ran to the bed and stared at Qi Jin.

"The ghost seal was awakened, and Wujin was affected."

The sound-transmitting talisman that looked like a copper coin floated in the air, and the voice that came out was extremely warm, as if the words could reveal a bit of nobility, and one couldn't help but imagine the demeanor of the speaker.

"This day is still here," Qi Lin sighed, "It's as long as you are still alive. The old man on Xuanji Island sent someone to send a proverb when the stinky girl was born, saying that if you live less than a hundred years now, you will die. Be a mother." I'm so worried..."

Qi Lin's speech is easy to drift, but Qi Jin is exactly the same as her in this regard.

Leng Qiuzi still felt guilty and said sorry.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, you don't owe me anything," the sound of the waves could still be heard over there. The people of Xiandao followed the instructions of their predecessors, never to be born lightly, for fear of being bound by the secular world, which would be difficult to break in their lives.

"This child is already jumping and lacks a muscle. Sometimes I wonder if she is demented."

Leng Qiuzi became more and more excited when she heard what Qi Lin said, and coughed.

Feng Zhi on one side frowned, feeling that no matter how many years passed by this person, he still couldn't grasp the point.

"What's your expression, little madman?"

Qi Lin sent a ray of consciousness to the crane, and what the crane saw, she could see it from her side.

"I don't have any expression." This address was so long-lost, Feng Zhi was still stunned for a moment, and then burst into anger, thinking of the teasing of this person when he was young, he wished to strangle this crane to death.

"Your daughter is not worried, and Leng Qiuzi is so desperate to get along..."

"Junior Sister!"

Leng Qiuzi interrupted Feng Zhi's words, Feng Zhi snorted.

"My daughter is very worried. If she hadn't walked to the forbidden area, the ghost mark would not have run on her, and she almost died."

Qi Lin sighed, "But Brother Leng said back then that if I had a child, she would be a foster mother. It is only natural for a foster mother to save a foster daughter. If your heart aches, go and heal Leng Qiuzi."

"you!"

"What about me? What's going on with you two for so many years? Why did I hear that Leng Qiuzi killed demons everywhere? What are you doing? Killing them all or being vigilant?"

Qi Lin didn't often contact her old friends, and there were many things going on in Xiandao, and she was never born again, so she didn't know a lot of news.

Leng Qiuzi sighed, and rarely choked on the other party: "Why do you talk so much?"

Feng Zhi: "That's right!"

For a moment, she seemed to be back in those days.

But Qi Lin was really busy, and after asking a few more questions about Qi Jin's situation, the sound transmission talisman fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

The crane that completed the task shook its feathers, got out through the crack of the door, was taken away by Shuzheng, fed something, and then flew back to Xiandao.

The room was silent again.

It was as if the brisk atmosphere just now had never existed.

Feng Zhi handed a wooden box to Leng Qiuzi, "Immortal Soul Soaking Pill, give it to your second apprentice. She has suffered a serious loss of vitality and blood. If she survives, she will have to cultivate for several months. I will send out the rest of the pill." Ming Zhen brought it here."

"Thank you."

They always seem to be in the same room can not get rid of a touch of embarrassment.

One is stubborn and the other is cold.

There are countless unspoken emotions that lie across.

Leng Qiuzi took the wooden box and walked to the couch to look at Qi Jin.

But Feng Zhi turned around and left.

Not long after, Leng Qiuzi checked the situation in Qi Jin's body again, and found that the power in her body had gradually suppressed the swallowing of the ghost seal, so she turned around and left, as if she had ordered Shuzheng to be a little bit outside the door. talk.

Qi Jin closed his eyes, his five senses were still there, he listened to the words, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only murmur silently in his heart.

My mother is really annoying.

As if wishing for me to die, what is that proverb that can't live a hundred years?

True or false, I will die at the age of one hundred.

One hundred years of cultivation is too young to die.

No.

She called the tens of thousands of years old system, but found that no one answered.

I only heard a burst of pig humming, probably because Awang was sleeping, it was so noisy.

She was still conscious, but she couldn't move her body, and couldn't open her eyes. Endless weakness surged up, urging her to fall asleep.

It feels like people have hibernated.

……

Qi Jin sleeps for half a year.

Her internal wounds are also almost healed.

It was deep winter when she woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw heavy snow falling outside the window.

Another year of winter.

That means the end-of-year test is coming.

This was what popped into her mind for a moment. When she turned her head, Shuzheng, who was sitting on a low stool beside her and sewed embroidered patterns on a new robe, saw Qi Jin wake up, stood up suddenly, and the stool was overturned, lying on the ground. The black pig was hit by the foot of the stool and groaned in pain.

Qi Jin was still a little dazed, and Shuzheng kept calling her, which made her even more headache.

"Give me a drink of water."

"it is good."

When Wen Xuanqing came back from school and heard the news that the second senior sister had woken up, he immediately ran to Yiting Misty Rain.

Yiting Misty Rain was very cold and quiet, the elder sister seemed to have been injured before, and she hadn't gone out for a long time.

And five months ago, the teachers of Cuiling Mountain made an announcement in advance of the tour, and many disciples will travel down the mountain in the early spring of next year.

As soon as the news came out, howls continued.

After all, this group of disciples all insisted that there was still a long time to practice before going down the mountain to travel. Suddenly, there were fewer disciples watching the scenery on the corridor.

Even inner sect disciples have been sent down the mountain, and the mentality of studying in various sects is increasing day by day. It is difficult to find a mountain with no one to practice.

The sudden and serious atmosphere of cultivation has led to an increase in the number of Star Gate pills produced day by day.

All of a sudden, the star gate disciple became the richest disciple among the four sects.

This cycle goes on and on, and the cultivation bases of all the mourners have generally improved.

Wen Xuanqing has been practicing bow and archery, and his swordsmanship is not bad, and his cultivation has been improving.

Originally thinking that he would practice again at night, but when he heard the news that Qi Jin had woken up, he decided to visit him first.

I met Yuling on the road and came here together.

Qi Jin has lost a lot of weight, and her originally baby-fat face has turned into a completely melon-seeded face, as if she has become an adult after lying down.

Holding the tea bowl, Wen Xuanqing always felt that the second senior sister had changed a little bit, with hot air lingering on her brows and eyes.

He also didn't know why Second Senior Sister passed out suddenly.

The elder sister retreated again not long after, and his originally lively lectures turned into a deserted one, and he always felt very uncomfortable.

"you……"

When Qi Jin opened his mouth, his voice was still a little hoarse, but the teasing could be heard.

Wen Xuanqing was a little helpless, "Senior sister, why do you care about these all the time?"

Yu Ling seems to have grown a bit, but it still has a little childishness, but it makes people feel good after seeing it.

The sister next door is always close.

"Didn't I see you coming together, school is over?"

Wen Xuanqing hummed, "I've been lying down for so long, but I didn't expect it to snow."

"Will we go to the dining hall for dinner later?"

"it is good."

"What are you going to do after eating?"

Wen Xuanqing was still carrying a longbow.

"I still have to practice."

"So hard?"

Qi Jin looked at Yuling, "Where's sister Yuling?"

"I... I still have to go back to the Star Gate to make alchemy, and I will travel in the spring of next year. I feel like I have no time to prepare."

Qi Jin choked on a sip of water, managed to recover, and asked in shock, "Travel?"

"you?"

"It's us."

Wen Xuanqing answered and looked at his ignorant second senior sister. During this period of time, it was rumored among the disciples that the ghost clan was about to move. They traveled around for fear that the war would come again.

"Sister, you want a piece too."

"Can I not go?"

Qi Jin is very lazy, she really doesn't want to face the ghosts, she thinks it's good to stay in Yuqingque, where she has food and clothing.

"Master has said it all."

"Who else is there?"

"Students of the same generation, including many inner disciples, will also go down the mountain together."

"Where is the big sister?"

Qi Jin asked a question.

"Elder Sister is still in seclusion. When she leaves the seclusion, it's almost time for us to go down the mountain."

This matter must not be discussed, Qi Jin said oh.

After talking for a while, she stayed in the bed to freshen up, went to the dining hall with Wen Xuanqing and Yuling.

The food in Yuemen’s dining hall is good. When the weather is cold, there is also a small stone hot pot. Qi Jin likes to add fish fillets, sauerkraut and tofu mixed together, and a spoonful of chili at the end, which greatly improves his appetite.

When people in the dining hall saw Qi Jin, they all greeted her.

The disciples of the Yuemen still respect the senior sisters of the same sect, including Wen Xuanqing, and many people look at him with reverence in their eyes.

"Junior brother, what kind of eyes do they look at you?"

Qi Jin took a piece of tofu with his chopsticks, and brought Yu Ling a spoonful of thick white fish soup.

"Brother Xuanqing defeated Senior Brother Wen Tao from Yangmen in Jibili." Yu Ling took a sip of the soup, but it was a little hot, and with a breath, Wen Xuanqing handed over a glass of water.

Qi Jin felt that her junior had really supported the wall.

Thanks to the male lead, he started to show consideration for the little girl.

"It's just a narrow victory," Wen Xuanqing pursed his lips. The young man's facial features were already angular, and he looked very handsome, but his face looked like a pure and kind person, with slightly curly hair on his temples. Qi Jin still couldn't help but think of him The prototype of the Gray Rabbit.

"Besides, there is no difference in the way of cultivation, there is no general term, it's just a specialization in the art."

This is true.

Yu Qingque's annual competitions are nothing more than disciples competing with each other to let this group of juniors understand their shortcomings. There are thousands of ways to kill the enemy, but there is only one result.

As long as the Dao heart is always there, there is no fear of killing.

Halfway through the meal, there was a commotion outside the door, Qi Jin buried his head in eating hard, but Yu Ling on the other side gently tugged at her sleeve, and called out to be soft and soft Senior Sister Qi.

"what happened?"

As soon as Qi Jin looked up, he saw Su Mingzhen standing by his desk.

She fell asleep by herself, not feeling the passage of time at all.

But those who were waiting for her lived like years, fearing that Qi Jin would never wake up from his sleep.

The elixirs that Qi Jin needs to take every day are all made by Su Mingzhen himself, except for the Guyuan elixir which is one for half a month, it was given by Feng Zhi, she can't wait to take care of it all by herself.

"Hey, why are you here? Have you eaten yet? Sit down and eat together."

Qi Jin smiled at Su Mingzhen, while Wen Xuanqing took Yuling away and said Senior Sister, we still have something to do.

Are you talking about love?

Qi Jin waved his chopsticks, wishing they could become Taoist couples sooner.

But now it seems that it's just an exchange of ideas, but it hasn't been broken.

It's too innocent, shouldn't it be straight to the point?

Su Mingzhen sat next to her, Qi Jin turned his head and was about to ask if you want to add more dishes.

Her shoulders sank, and Su Ming leaned over with a pillow. She probably came here in a hurry after receiving the news. She forgot to add Taoism to avoid the wind and snow, and her robes were covered with wet marks after the snow melted.

"Are you cold? Your clothes are all wet." Qi Jin thought for a while before remembering how he did the warming spell. After casting the spell, he watched with satisfaction that the wet marks on Su Mingzhen's repair robe disappeared.

"I haven't forgotten how to do this..." Qi Jin smiled, and was a little smug.

She lost a lot of weight, and her smile was the same as usual, but she always felt that she was not as lively as before.

"Enough is enough, get up and eat, don't disturb my enjoyment."

Qi Jin stretched out his hand to push Su Mingzhen, but someone held his hand, and he back and forth under the table for a while.

She was still holding chopsticks in her right hand, and her left hand competed with Su Mingzhen's right hand, but of course she couldn't reach the opponent and was held by the opponent.

Su Mingzhen's hand was still hot.

Qi Jin sighed: "Why, am I awake, are you acting like a baby to me?"

The outer disciples on one side didn't dare to look directly, and walked away consciously.

"You dignified deputy director of the Star Gate, how decent it is to go to the Moon Gate to eat."

"Qi Wujin."

Qi Jin hummed.

"How about becoming a Taoist companion with me?"