After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

Meng Hansheng took Junqing back to the room, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly when he saw the spiritual liquid that had turned into a bucket of clear water.

The gaze that fell on Jun Qing was a little thoughtful.

Junqing's face was calm, Meng Hansheng looked at him, and suddenly couldn't help thinking——was the shy and dependent young man before just a disguise?

Meng Hansheng's mind was full of thoughts. He looked at the corner of Junqing's lips, and then said: "It seems that you have absorbed this spiritual liquid well. Next, I will give you a copy of Tianhaizong's introductory mentality. You follow the above If there is anything you don’t understand, just ask me directly.”

He didn't intend to really treat Junqing as a child who didn't understand anything. Both of them knew that the other was tricky, and if they were serious, they would only find it uncomfortable.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a pure white Yujian appeared above his palm, as if it was emitting a little fluorescence.

Junqing took the jade slips, saw that Meng Hansheng seemed to be pointing, left a sentence of "practice hard" and left.

What a smart guy.

Junqing's fingers stroked the smooth jade slip and said to his heart.

He doesn't hate smart people.

As soon as Meng Hansheng left, Jing Ling couldn't help but popped her head out. Jing Ling was so impatient, it was so uncomfortable to hold back just now.

"I really can't see that you are quite good at acting. I thought you only had a frozen face."

After hearing Jing Ling's words, Jun Qing couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his face. He doesn't like looking at himself in the mirror, and he doesn't usually pay much attention to his appearance. If he didn't have this beautiful skin For an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have been regarded as a sloppy lazy man.

And he has no shortage of people who volunteered to help him take care of his daily life.

Such an ordinary attitude towards him as Jingling's is a bit rare, Junqing couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he always looks stiff in the eyes of other people?

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Jun Qing said to Jing Ling: "Leave aside irrelevant matters, my current nominal master seems to be getting into trouble because of your 'disappearance'."

"So what? He doesn't look like an innocent person..." Although Jing Ling said this, her voice gradually weakened.

Jun Qing shook his eyelids, but without breaking his wavering, he said flatly, "Since you have a faint impression of him, then he may be the last person who knows about your past existence."

His words caused a great shock in Jingling's heart.

What kind of person was Jingling in the past?Nobody knows.

It has been hundreds of years since he was refined into a spirit, and he has forgotten all the past, not only others, but even himself.

Only Meng Hansheng, when he saw this person, for some reason, an unbearable emotion rose in his heart, which was mixed with dissatisfaction, disgust, rejection, and a trace of ignorance.

Jing Ling stopped talking, and Jun Qing was not interested in resolving his thoughts.

Meng Hansheng settled a residence for him in Qingsong Pavilion, which was very plainly furnished, and Junqing was not picky, sitting cross-legged on the bed, just about to close his eyes and separate his consciousness to see another one arranged in the Great Banquet Dynasty. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Someone came.

Junqing raised his eyes, his consciousness was hanging in the air, and saw a familiar person standing in Qingsong Pavilion, he looked at the restriction at the door with a troubled face.

The restriction doesn't have much lethality, only when he reaches the door, he will automatically send a message to the owner of Qingsong Pavilion. If the owner does not allow people to enter, then the restriction will automatically expel the future people.

Now that Meng Hansheng is not in Qingsong Pavilion, the owner of Qingsong Pavilion will naturally become Junqing.

Xi Chengle didn't know that almost half of the current Qingsong Pavilion fell into Junqing's hands, and he would never have imagined that Meng Hansheng would trust a disciple who had just taken in less than a day so much, so although he was impatient, he still insisted. Standing respectfully in front of the restraint, he said, "Is Elder Meng there? I have something to discuss with your new disciple."

Jun Qing sat on the bed, tapped lightly with his fingers on his knees, and after a while he had a thought, Xi Chengle was let in.

Xi Chengle walked along the road, but he didn't see Meng Hansheng, but saw Jun Qing standing at the end of the road waiting for him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace a little. Thinking of his humiliating days, Xi Chengle's face twisted and he almost wanted to grab Junqing's skirt and scold him severely.

However, Xi Chengle still has a bit of reason, so he calmed down. He was in a hurry before, but now that he has time, he can finally take a good look at Junqing.

"What's the purpose of you infiltrating Tianhaizong?" After a long time without figuring out why, Xi Chengle decided to verbally threaten the other party.

Junqing looked at him and said, "Do I have any purpose?"

Xi Chengle gritted his teeth: "You still pretend to be me! Don't you know that the elixir you gave me earlier made me..."

Two veins popped out of his cheeks, and he finally swallowed those insulting words back into his throat.

Junqing raised his eyebrows, he knew there would be a problem with the elixir, but he didn't know what kind of problem it was, but Xi Chengle stood here to prove that the problem with the elixir was not serious.

At that time, inheriting Le's state, if he didn't take the elixir, he would be finished sooner or later. Since he enjoyed the benefits brought by the elixir, he naturally had to endure the little disadvantages.

However, seeing Xi Chengle's expression seemed rather strange, it should be that the symptoms that appeared after taking the elixir made him lose face, that's why he has been brooding until now...

With this thought in Junqing's mind, he had already guessed the situation of Chengle very closely, but he would naturally not admit that he gave back to Chengle when he knew that the pill had side effects. Although his personality is somewhat remarkable, he is by no means a tolerant person.

"Is there something wrong with the pill?" Junqing properly showed a trace of doubt on his face, but it was extremely innocent.

"The elixir was taken out of your hand, how could you not know what it is useful for?" Xi Chengle said angrily, "First it was the elixir, but now it has sneaked into my sect. You see, you must have an ulterior motive." Purpose!"

Jun Qing said: "My elixir was given to me by the person who was traveling with me at that time. He told me that if there was an emergency, he could take one pill. I have also taken it myself to confirm that there is no problem with the elixir. You have a problem and treat it as a problem with the pill, right?"

Xi Chengle choked, and stared suspiciously at Junqing's eyes, trying to see some clues from them, but of course he failed.

Naturally, he couldn't travel thousands of miles to confront Shi Yixuan, but he couldn't trust Jun Qing completely, and he couldn't swallow the dark history of "pregnancy" lying in bed, so he could only stand stiffly at the same place.

Junqing then gave him a step down and said, "No matter how effective the elixir is, you have escaped a catastrophe. At that time, I saw what they did there..."

When he said this, he fell silent, and Xi Chengle thumped in his heart when he saw Junqing's appearance.

The incident in Lingcheng was a shadow in his life.

After returning to Tianhaizong for a period of time, he couldn't help but recall the crazy appearance of those mortals, so he had to go to Yaofeng to seek the spiritual herbs for calming the gods.

And the biggest thing about the Mausoleum City incident is that the suzerain's biological daughter was folded there...

Once a monk conceives a baby, he must "kill the white tiger", which can be said to be the end of his offspring. For monks, Yuanjing is very important to cultivation. It is a difficult choice whether you want children or cultivation.

The sole heir that the suzerain bought at the expense of his cultivation base just died like this, so why not make him feel unbearably heartbroken.

Therefore, after hearing the news, he wanted to slaughter Guangling City, but was afraid of the Western Demon Lord, so he could only retreat aggrievedly to stabilize his cultivation under the turbulent mood.

Seeing Xi Chengle's expression loosened, Jun Qing flipped his fingers, and suddenly a small jar of something appeared in his hand.

"Speaking of which, I have a reunion gift for you. This is the balm I usually use when I wash my hair. It is very beneficial for moisturizing the hair and skin. I don't know if you like it..."

Xi Chengle's eyes fixed on Junqing's hand.

It was a small jade bottle, but it looked extremely alluring in his eyes at the moment.

Xi Chengle endured it for a while, and finally decided to follow his own heart, and extended his hand to Junqing.

It's not that he doesn't want to be reserved, it's really... His hair can't wait!

With a short manpower, it is not easy for Xi Chengle to care about the pill, but he still thought: "I saw you just a mortal, why did you suddenly come to Tianhaizong?" He was also taken by Meng Hansheng up.

Jun Qing said: "After I parted from that person, I remembered what he told me about my spiritual root, so I wanted to come here for a try. After all... I don't want to live my life like a mortal."

Xi Chengle felt deeply, after seeing the monk's penetrating power, would he still be willing to live an ordinary life?

Seeing that Xi Chengle believed in his own reasons, Junqing stopped talking. Xi Chengle still has one good point, that is, give him a direction and he will continue to think along your words, which saves trouble.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xi Chengle no longer stayed in Qingsong Pavilion, after all, he had a little conflict with Meng Han before.

Before he left, he paused, and then said with some hesitation: "Since you have joined Tianhaizong, you are my Tianhaizong's disciple. If there is anything you need to do in the future... well, if it is something more important, you can come to me."

He originally wanted to say that he could come to him if he had anything to do, but then he thought that if Qing Yuan was a troublemaker, he wouldn't be bored to death, so he changed his words immediately.

Jun Qing was speechless.

After finally seeing off Xi Chengle, he returned to the house, but he had no intention of going to see the big banquet.

Xi Chengle's visit this time reminded him a little bit. Being in Tianhaizong is not as free as before. He transferred his consciousness for a long time and could not return. During this period of time, his body was almost defenseless.

Looking across the jade pendant at his waist, Jun Qing felt that it was impossible to count on Jingling.

Could it be that he is going to make a deal with Meng Hansheng who doesn't know the details?

He couldn't help sighing for a long time—it's been a long time since I felt the feeling of being restrained everywhere, but it's never pleasant.