[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Maybe it's because the guest room in the yard has never been used since Song Qingshu moved in. After a long time, Xiao Daotong, who is in charge of cleaning, will inevitably become a little slack.

Therefore, even though Song Qingshu's own house has not been lived in for more than a year, it still looks clean and tidy, and the bedding and pillows also exude a fresh and warm smell after drying in the sun.

But in contrast, although there are no cobwebs or dust in the two guest rooms, many years of vacancy and the laziness and negligence of the little road boys have caused a lot of mildew spots on the walls along the corners of the rooms. The bedding, pillows, etc. in the house also have a damp and musty smell, and one can tell at a glance that it is definitely not in a state where people can live well.

Not to mention Ye Gucheng, who is the lord of the city, Song Qingshu would not let him live in such a place even if he was a guest of ordinary background. At least he lived two lifetimes. He is not so unreasonable and sophisticated.

Besides, he didn't think it was unbearable to live in the same room with Ye Gucheng.

But Ye Gucheng's thoughts were beyond Song Qingshu's control, so he thought about it and added another sentence:

"Of course, if you don't want to, I can also arrange for you to live in other rooms in the temple."

It's just that it's far away from Song Qingshu's small courtyard, other than that, there is no other inconvenience.

Ye Gucheng shook his head and rejected the proposal without even thinking about it.

"I have no objection to being able to live with Qing Shu." He said, "There is only one thing, Qing Shu has to meditate and practice every night. Being in the same room with me will distract your mind and hinder your practice?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, "Ah Cheng, you also want to practice, and you are not too talkative and noisy, so that we can practice our own, although there are others around us who will affect it to some extent, but it will not hinder too much.

Ye Gucheng thought about it for the same reason, so he stopped talking and simply followed Song Qingshu into the room.

Silent all night.

The two of them practiced separately for the whole night. In the early morning, both of them finished their practice and opened their eyes. The moment their eyes met, there was almost an urge to smile at the same time.

"Morning Qingshu."

"Ah Cheng is early too."

The simplest greeting, each said to different people countless times on weekdays, but to each other today, it seems to be different from any other time in the past.

Maybe... because they finally became "the same kind".

Became the only two special existences in this world that are different from others.

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes slightly, and pressed the corners of his lips that he wanted to bend unconsciously.

Song Qingshu and him had exchanged good morning greetings, and at this moment they had found an excuse to avoid the inner room.

Ye Gucheng knew that he was leaving a space for himself to change his clothes, so he finally couldn't help but chuckled. Sometimes he is surprisingly naive and ignorant of world affairs, but sometimes he seems to be thoughtful and considerate ...

How come the longer we get along, the more he can't see clearly what kind of person Qing Shu is?

Shaking his head and sinking all his thoughts into his heart, Ye Gucheng changed his clothes and walked out of the inner room.

Song Qingshu was no longer in the room.

Ye Gucheng pushed the door out of the room again, and sure enough, he saw Song Qingshu, who had already changed into a new suit, sitting in the rattan chair in the courtyard, looking a little lazy...

Ye Gucheng raised his eyebrows calmly.

This was another Song Qingshu that he had never seen before.

In Ye Gucheng's impression, Song Qingshu always has a straight back and no flaws.

He is like a radiant and introverted sword, even if it is not out of the sheath, it has never been able to conceal its sharpness, where has there ever been such a sword that is so restrained that people can't even detect the presence of a sword in him appearance?

Walking over to sit down opposite Song Qingshu, Ye Gucheng called out:

"Blue Book."

Song Qingshu nodded indifferently.

In fact, not only Ye Gucheng, but also Song Qingshu himself was surprised by his extremely relaxed state of mind at this moment.

He is clearly aware that he takes Wudang very seriously in his heart.

But he really never realized that before he knew it, he had developed such a deep sense of identification with Wudang, a sense of belonging and... a sense of peace of mind.

It should be known that this was an emotion that could only appear on him in the Great World of Destiny, only when he returned to the sect, where there were masters, senior brothers, and fellow disciples.

but……

This doesn't seem to be too bad either.

People cannot lack such a thing as "belonging".

If it weren't for Wudang and Wudang people, since Song Qingshu's reincarnation has been used as a link to maintain the connection between him and this world, and has been urging Song Qingshu to keep trying to integrate into this world that is completely strange to him, Song Qingshu thought, he would never It will be what it is now.

Even if he met Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, he might appreciate and sigh in his heart, but he would not help Ye Gucheng, let alone take the trouble to suppress his cultivation and compete with Ximen Chuuxue on swords.

Because in the eyes of Venerable Qingshu, these are unnecessary things.

He has no reason to have any intersection with the natives of this world.

The only thing he needs to take care of is that he hasten to recover his cultivation and return to the Great World of Destiny. As for the others?

What does that have to do with him?

It was Wudang who made his mentality change from the very beginning. It was Song Yuanqiao, Ling Xueyan, Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes of Wudang who showed no purpose, pure and sincere care and love that gradually opened up his defenses and made contact with them. Furthermore, it has a connection with this world.

Song Qingshu's sense of belonging to Wudang now is not to this world?

Therefore, Song Qingshu didn't feel that his changes were wrong.

Under the avenue, there is a reason for the existence and development of everything.

Perhaps... the most precious gain of his reincarnation is that he has experienced, is experiencing, and will experience more of these changes in the future?

Although Song Qingshu didn't know the answer to this question, he knew that he didn't hate these changes.

And a cultivator pays attention to obedience to one's heart at all times.

Now Song Qingshu is just following his heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems to be more comfortable...

Ye Gucheng, who had been watching him silently, couldn't help thinking.

As a result, the two of them sat in the courtyard until the Xiaodao boy in Song Yuanqiao's courtyard sent a letter saying that Ling Xueyan invited Song Qingshu to the courtyard to talk.

Mother and son talked heart to heart, Ye Gucheng naturally had no reason to go with him, so he bid farewell to Song Qingshu and sat alone in the courtyard drinking tea.

On the other side, when Song Qingshu entered the hall, the first thing he did was to say hello to Ling Xueyan, who was sitting at the head with a smile on his face, and the other thing was to let go of his spiritual sense immediately, and check Ling Xueyan's physical condition since giving birth to Song Qingshu. When it comes to the source, Ling Xueyan has been very weak in the past ten years, if Song Qingshu hadn't secretly added some "ingredients" to the soup, medicine and tea she usually drank, perhaps she would have been weak and died when he was young.

Although Song Qingshu also knows well that relying on medicine to recuperate slowly is not the answer after all, even if he can save his life for a while, it will eventually be too weak for him, but he can't just give Ling Xueyan those elixir that have immediate effects use.

Gein Ling Xueyan's figure was already extremely fragile, and he couldn't bear the effects of even the mildest elixir.

If you use the medicine rashly, you will only be empty and not replenished, and what's more, you may have the worst result of exploding and dying.

Song Qingshu would never let her take such a risk.

Therefore, for these years, he had to hang himself with some moderately high medicine, which could only ensure that although Ling Xueyan was weak, he would not die, and it was impossible to go any further.

Due to the injury to the source, most of the meridians in Ling Xueyan's body were blocked and necrotic, so she was nourished by the elixir, but it couldn't make the spiritual energy in the medicine wash away the necrotic meridians in her body, it could only slow down the speed of continued necrosis. It's just time.

However, when Song Qingshu transformed all of his true energy into true energy, things finally turned around.

Although due to Zhang Wuji's own luck, the omnipotent cultivator's true energy could not remove the cold poison in his body, but against Ling Xueyan's blocked and necrotic meridians, Song Qingshu's true energy was a great weapon.

In just one night, he opened up all the meridians in Ling Xueyan's body, eliminating all serious illnesses.

However, in order not to make Zhang Sanfeng and others suspicious, Song Qingshu still used some small means to make it look like Ling Xueyan's physical condition has finally improved after years of recuperation. In the future, she will slowly change little by little. You have to get healthy, and eventually the old illness will go away and you will be born again.

Now it seems that this little blindfold has reached the final stage, no wonder Song Yuanqiao was willing to "reprimand" her in such a severe manner in public yesterday, because he also realized that she was about to "cure" soon.

Song Qingshu slightly bent his mouth.

Ling Xueyan didn't know what was going on in his heart, she just pretended that she hadn't seen him for more than a year, even if her son had been a bit cold-tempered since he was a child, he would soften the look in his eyes when he saw her, and couldn't help but smile softly.

"Mother didn't ask you what you did in the Jin Kingdom martial arts this year, and what heroes you met."

Calling Song Qingshu to sit down beside her, she picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, watching him obediently chew and chew the food, she smiled with satisfaction and spoke softly.

"Mother only cares about how you have been this year? Have you ever been sick? Have you taken good care of yourself? Have you made good friends? That Ye City Lord...why does he treat you so special? He is sincere. Intersect with you? Or do you have any thoughts on you? Don't be impatient, tell your mother clearly."

"..." Song Qingshu's head grew dizzy when he heard it.

But in the face of Ling Xueyan's gentle and concerned eyes, he couldn't say "no", so he could only hold back his temper, and told Ling Xueyan in detail about the trivia of his life on the road, in Jin country, and the status of making friends over the past year. Dao Lai, except for the part related to the secrets of his two lifetimes, there is basically nothing to hide.

And at the same time that Song Qingshu and Ling Xueyan were "heart-to-heart-to-mother".

Ye Gucheng turned sideways slightly, and let the solemn Song Yuanqiao into Song Qing Academy...