Xianjun Raiders Manual [Transmigration Book]

Unable to see at night, Ji Xi walked slower than usual, and when he reached the peak, the clothes on his arms were already stained red with blood.

Lin Ciqing sat cross-legged in the room, opened her eyes when she heard the movement, and smelled a faint smell of blood.

Someone called out with a trembling voice outside the door, "Master?"

Lin Ciqing immediately stood up, lit the lamp, and opened the door.

Ji Xi folded his arms at the door, and when he saw Lin Ciqing open the door, he looked like he was about to cry.

"What's going on here?"

There was blood on his hands, and Lin Ciqing carefully held and pulled the cuffs open. There were several deep and shallow blood marks on his arms, which were shockingly printed on his fair skin.

Ji Xi forgot to think of an excuse on the spur of the moment, and now he stumbles and makes up: "I... I accidentally fell, so..."

Lin Ciqing looked condensed, looked down at the wound on his hand, and asked softly: "Really?"

He did not question or blame, but Ji Xi felt panic and embarrassment. How could this clumsy excuse deceive Lin Ciqing.

Ji Xi withdrew his hand, and accidentally pulled the wound. The pain and the discomfort in his heart made his tears roll down instantly.

What is he doing, competing for favor with Duan You?

Ji Xi's vision was blurred, the person in front of him stepped forward and hugged him, gently stroked the tears on his face with both hands, and sighed softly, "Why are you crying?"

It was a bit cold outside, so Lin Ciqing simply let Ji Xi into the room, hugged him on her lap, and held his injured arm to heal him with spiritual energy.

Ji Xi was still crying, and noticed that Lin Ciqing didn't seem to be angry, sobbing and complaining: "Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time today...you haven't come."

Lin Ciqing knew he was in the wrong, and he had been thinking about how to make amends tonight, but he didn't expect Ji Xi to come up to him first.

"It's my teacher's fault, don't cry." Lin Ciqing was so distressed, she freed her hand to wipe the tears on Ji Xi's face, the cold touch made him hold Ji Xi tighter.

"Is it because my talent is not good, so Master doesn't like me?"

"……no."

"But you don't hurt me."

Seeing that Lin Ciqing was speechless, Ji Xi cried even more fiercely. Tears covered Lin Ciqing's cuffs and collar, and he still struggled to withdraw his injured hand.

Lin Ciqing was treating him and didn't let him move, so she said helplessly, "Ah Xi..."

In the past, he had only one apprentice, Duan You, and he had never been in contact with such a tortured child like Ji Xi, so his cultivation was useless.

"I misremembered the time today, not because of Duan You." Lin Ciqing brushed away the hair that was sticking to Ji Xi's cheeks, and said in a low and clear voice, "If you care about your talent, why would you accept you as a gift?" only."

He lowered his head and kissed Ji Xi's bright forehead.

As soon as the warm softness touched Li, Ji Xi stopped crying and looked at him with wide eyes.

Lin Ciqing backed away a little, restraining the urge to kiss again, he just did what he wanted, but unexpectedly it really worked, Ji Xi immediately behaved a lot better.

Feeling strange, Lin Ciqing wiped away the tears on Ji Xi's face, brushed the end of his eyes with fingertips, "Okay, don't cry."

Ji Xi rubbed Lin Ciqing's palm, his eyes were full of dependence, "Master..."

His eyes were red, his nose was blocked because of crying, he opened his mouth and took a small breath, Lin Ciqing's throat tightened, and he replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

Master really dotes on me the most.

Satisfied, Ji Xi leaned into his warm embrace, only to find that the wound on his hand had basically healed.

Lin Ciqing was afraid that he would be in pain, so the aura she used was weak, and now there were only some faint red marks left, and the blood on her sleeves was also cleaned up by the spell.

"Does it still hurt?"

In fact, it doesn't hurt at all, Ji Xi deliberately said, "It hurts."

Lin Ciqing looked at him with half-cast eyes, "Squeamish."

But he still held his arm and rubbed it lightly until it returned to normal without any trace.

After all this fuss, Ji Xi was a little sleepy and didn't want to leave, so he put his chin in front of Lin Ciqing, raised his face and begged: "Master, can I sleep here tonight?"

"Ah."

With the approval, Ji Xi didn't feel that he was overreaching at all, and found a comfortable position in Lin Ciqing's arms, and gradually fell asleep like this.

Until Ji Xi's breathing calmed down and he fell into a deep sleep, Lin Ciqing carried him to the bed, took off his outer robe and covered him with a thin quilt.

He sat by the bed all night, and Duan You ran up in a panic early in the morning, calling out outside the courtyard.

"Master! Junior brother is gone!"

"I'm free this morning, and I even said to send him to class..." Duan You knew Lin Ciqing's habits, knew that he must have been meditating for another night in his clothes, and pushed open the door directly. His little brother was rubbing his eyes Sitting up from his master's bed.

His master stood beside the bed with a blank expression on his face.

"It's good that Junior Brother is fine." Duan You looked serious, and closed the door from the outside.

Ji Xi got out of bed, a little guilty: "Master, didn't you sleep last night?"

"It's okay." Lin Ciqing handed him the robe, "I don't need to sleep anymore."

Ji Xi tidied up his clothes, opened the door and saw that Duan You was still waiting for him in the courtyard, and when he came out, he waved his hand and signaled, "Junior brother, hurry up, don't be late."

As the night passed, Ji Xi saw that he was already pleasing to the eye, so he nodded and followed down the peak.

On the way, Ji Xi suddenly asked: "What does Master usually call you?"

Duan You was confused, but still replied, "Just call me Duan You."

"Oh," Ji Xi smiled, "It's okay, I'll just ask."

What I learned today is bigu. When a monk practices, he transforms the aura in his body into what his body needs. Not only can he satisfy his hunger, but he can also prevent fatigue without sleep.

Ji Xi could hear all the words in the background, the meridians circulated and his dantian turned around, and he knew every word, but he couldn't understand it together.

The last time he was able to condense small flowers on his fingertips was entirely due to inexplicable thoughts, and the aura he felt in his body was even more negligible.

After this class, he only understood the last sentence that the lecturer uncle said.

No meals are allowed at noon.

The disciples in the hall wailed, and the uncle knocked on the podium with his sword: "Quiet."

"You are already disciples of the Immortal Sect. Eating more grains is not conducive to cultivation, and cutting them off earlier will only be beneficial."

This is a sword cultivator, with an epee across the podium, the disciples did not dare not listen, and kept silent.

But these new disciples who haven't bigu, only have one meal at noon every day, and now they don't even have lunch, so they have to starve all day.

The disciples with higher talents have stronger comprehension, just halfway through the noon break, they have already been able to initially transform the aura, and excitedly explain the method to their companions.

The poor student Ji Xi was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he pressed his stomach firmly, so that the sound of "gulu, gulu" was not so loud.

Shi Xun went to a few disciples who had successfully done it to ask for advice. Ji Xi was sitting under a tree by himself, when he suddenly heard someone calling him in a low voice.

"Junior brother...junior brother..."

He turned his head and saw Duan You hiding behind a tree outside the yard, showing half of his head, waving to him.

Ji Xi looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he walked over quietly, "Why are you here?"

Duan You had wounds on his face, several bruises were very obvious, he should have just come out of the Baizhen Pagoda.

He pulled Ji Xi over, took a few steps further away, made sure that no one was around, and took out a small food box from the savings ring.

Ji Xi was taken aback, and Duan You stuffed it into his hand directly: "Eat quickly, I'll show you off here."

"How do you know that I am today..." Ji Xi was in a complicated mood. He opened the food box, and the food inside was full of steaming food. Although the portion was not much, it was enough for him to eat.

Duan You watched for him to see if anyone was coming, and didn't turn back: "I heard that it was Mr. He giving a lecture today, so I roughly guessed it. Come and see if it is true. Don't be afraid, he won't find out if you eat it."

Ji Xi's hands holding the food box tightened, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother."

He finished eating quickly, feeling like he was alive again, Duan You took back the food box and left in a hurry, saying that he still had to go to Baizhen Pagoda.

Ji Xi pondered for a while, before Duan You could say "Be careful" and left.

When he returned to the courtyard, Shi Xun was looking for him everywhere, and when he saw him coming, he hurried forward: "Where have you been? I asked some tips, and I want to practice with you."

"I went over there for a walk, how are you practicing?"

Shi Xun moved the tip of his nose, wondering, "Why do I seem to smell a braised lion's head?"

Ji Xi remained calm, and quietly moved back a little: "Why didn't I smell it, you are too hungry and hallucinated."

The smell seemed to disappear again, Shi Xun only felt that he was even hungrier, and said with a sad face: "I just tried it, but I haven't felt the effect yet."

After a short time at noon, the afternoon class will start again. Most of the disciples are still hungry, and they are listless and weak in class.

In the afternoon, it was a swordsmanship class, and he had to take a wooden sword to the courtyard to practice the most basic movements.

It is said to be a wooden sword, but it is actually very heavy, even if Ji Xi had eaten, he would not be able to hold it for long, let alone the other disciples who were starving.

Teacher Uncle Luo who taught the class didn't know that they didn't have lunch, so he suppressed his anger and said: "Look at you all weak and inexperienced, don't say you are disciples of the Wuya Sect! Do it for me [-] times more, If you don't finish, you are not allowed to leave get out of class!"

A disciple wanted to defend himself, but he glared at him, then lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound, raised his sword and continued to slash repeatedly.

When the bell rang, he really didn't allow the get out of class to be dismissed. He patrolled with a ruler and slapped anyone who didn't move properly.

Several female disciples could hardly hold on any longer, their faces turned pale as they wiped off the cold sweat, when suddenly someone exclaimed in a low voice, "Is that Mr. Ling'an?"

Ji Xi turned his head abruptly, and sure enough, he saw Lin Ciqing walking towards him, and within a few breaths he was in front of him.

His white clothes were more snowy, and his indifferent eyebrows and eyes made his temperament like frost. The disciples in the yard stopped their movements and looked at him sideways.

Uncle Luo stepped forward and saluted: "Fifth Elder."

"The bell has rung, why is get out of class still not over?"

"The elder doesn't know something," Master Luo explained, "These disciples are sluggish and slack in class. If they want to achieve what they have learned today, they will have to spend more time."

Lin Ciqing looked around and accurately captured Ji Xi's figure. Seeing his expression and state, she couldn't help but say, "I've exhausted all my strength, so it's meaningless to practice more. Let's stop here today."

He waved to Ji Xi: "Ah Xi, come here."

Ji Xi dropped the wooden sword and ran over with a smile on his face: "Master, are you here to pick me up?"

"Ah."

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