The first Qi Ling is a beauty [Rebirth]

Ning Yin said indifferently, "It's just some basic mentality, which should be suitable for you to practice."

After all, he lived for so long in his last life. While searching for ways to gather souls, he read a lot of other classics by the way, among which there are many heart formulas for monks of the immortal sect.The old monk of the Qingyuan Sect had no hope, and he would have to do it himself if he wanted to help Ji Jiang improve his cultivation.

Ji Jiang held the booklet and flipped through it. Although he had never seen such a mental method, he knew that the book Ning Yin gave him was better than all the mental methods he had practiced before.

"You have been working day and night these days just to donate books to me?"

Ning Yin thought about it for a while, and there is no problem with this understanding, and immediately responded, "It's a meeting ceremony. You are in the Qingyuan School and your name is Jiang. I will name this mental method Qingjiang Jue."

A warm current surged through Ji Jiang's heart, and he stared at Ning Yin with burning eyes, "I will definitely practice hard and live up to Senior Ning's expectations!"

Ning Yin was terrified by him, and waved his hand, "I just wrote it casually, so don't be too moved."

Ji Jiang's eyes were still full of admiration, "Yes, I understand."

Ning Yin looked at him suspiciously, not knowing whether he really understood or pretended to understand.

"Let me ask you, is there a spacious place for bathing here." He really doesn't like to use a wooden barrel, it's too small to stretch out.

Ji Jiang carefully put the booklet in his arms, "There is a spiritual spring in the back mountain, I will take you there."

The spiritual spring in the back mountain is the place with the most spiritual power on Qingyuan mountain, and it is mostly used by the head of the sect.When Ji Jiang first came to the teacher's school, because of his serious injury, his master let him enter the spiritual spring from time to time, and this privilege is still in effect today.

"Senior Ning, you can take a bath here. I... will be watching not far away." Saying this, Ji Jiang turned and walked a few steps away, facing the Lingquan with his back, standing like a statue.

Ning Yin looked around, the spring pool was backed by a rock wall, and there was only one entrance blocked by two huge rocks, and others could not see it clearly from a distance.

The red clothes fell to the ground, and the whole person was submerged in the spring pool, and then floated up, with abundant spiritual power surrounding the whole body.Ning Yin leaned his back against the shore and stirred a clear spring, a red totem faintly appeared on his right arm.

Ji Jiang was facing the rock at this time, with the sound of water behind him, his body stiffened, not knowing what to say to break the silence.

Suddenly there was a flash of silver light, Ji Jiang subconsciously turned around, and was immediately captured by the scene in front of him.

The silver-white dragon tail floated out of the water, as if playing in the spring, and the tip of the tail raised, causing water waves.Ning Yin dived and swam to the center of the Lingquan. The dragon's tail sank under the water, his body floated up, his black hair scattered, revealing his smooth and white back, and the bright red dragon pattern on his right arm was eye-catching.

Ji Jiang watched obsessively, and remained motionless for a while.

In ancient times, a demon king was born, and there was a dragon descendant inside, who entered the water and became a jiao.

Ning Xian took a bath in a spacious place, and her mood improved a lot, and the joy was still there when she returned to the room.

Ji Jiang followed him, silent all the way, then suddenly said, "Senior Ning, it's early spring and the weather is slightly cold. Although the water in the spiritual spring is warm, but the sky is still on the ground, we should quickly cover the quilt to keep warm, so as to avoid the cold. .”

Ning Yin just wanted to say that he would not catch the cold, but then he thought about it, now that he has no magic power, he should be concerned, and then he went to bed as he said.

Ji Jiang stepped forward, pulled the quilt over him first, and tucked in the corners of the quilt, inadvertently touched the back of Ning Yin's hand, feeling a moment of coolness.

"Senior Ning, why are your hands so cold?" Ji Jiang held his hand, his cold fingertips wrapped in his warm palm.

Ning Yin wanted to pull back, but found that the kid's strength was much stronger than he imagined.

"I'm already cold, it's not a big deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Jiang tearing open his skirt, holding his hand and putting it in his arms.

"what are you doing!"

Such a familiar face, the close distance, the warm chest, and the strong heartbeat under his palm.

Ning Yin was a little confused.

Ji Jiang still held onto his hand, insisting on warming him up.

Ning Yin couldn't bear it any longer, she flung him away and turned her head to the side, "It's not big or small."

Only then did Ji Jiang come back to his senses, and was startled by his rudeness just now, "Your junior is reckless, don't be angry."

Ning Yin didn't look at him, and after a while, he heard the footsteps drifting away, thought he had left, but he turned back after a while, and put a hand stove in his hand.

"Senior Ning, this will make you feel warmer."

Ning Yin looked at his sincere expression, but couldn't figure it out, so why didn't he take out the hand stove just now?

Just then, there was a slight sound outside the door.

"Jiang'er."

When Ji Jiang heard this, he hurried to open the door, "Master, why are you here?"

Head Song put his hands behind his back, raised his feet into the room, and looked around, "I'm here to see the progress of your cultivation. I didn't see you in the room, so I came here to have a look."

Ji Jiang lowered his head, glanced at the screen from the corner of his eye, "I dare not slack off."

"Hmm." Headmaster Song pondered for a while, "Where's your Qi Ling, why can't you see anyone?"

Ji Jiang cupped his hands and said, "Senior Ning has already fallen asleep, why don't Master come to my room."

Headmaster Song didn't leave when he heard the words. Instead, he turned around and sat on the wooden chair, "It was only a few moments ago that he fell asleep. Jiang'er, Qi Ling should be honored by the Lord. Look at your Qi Ling again." , do you know how to control it?"

"Master, I..."

Headmaster Song waved his hand, "I think you don't know even if I'm a teacher." After finishing speaking, he took out a scripture scroll from his pocket and handed it to Ji Jiang, "This book is called Thirteen Chapters of Controlling Spirits. For writing, you can refer to one or two. Remember, you are the master, don't let Qi Ling lead you by the nose."

"I don't know that Sect Leader Song is here, so I feel lost and welcome."

Ning Yin listened behind the screen for a while, only to feel that the old monk of the Qingyuan sect was meddling in his own business, so he wanted to come out and teach him a lesson, but now he changed his mind, pretending to be modest and polite, so that no one could find his fault, Even if Sect Leader Song dislikes him, he can't attack him face to face.

"Senior Ning, why are you up?" Ji Jiang hurried back to Ning Yin's side and asked with concern.

"Jiang'er." Headmaster Song coughed, looked at his disappointing apprentice, and shifted his eyes to Ning Yin unkindly.

Ning Yin seemed not aware of it, and said a few words to Ji Jiang with a smile, "I'm a little thirsty."

"I'll go get some tea."

Ji Jiang's hands and feet were nimble and skillful, and he came back with a cup of hot tea in a short time.Ning Yin didn't move a single step, she just reached out to take it, and while drinking tea, she glanced towards the opposite side.

Master Song frowned, "Jiang'er, where's the tea for the master?"

Ji Jiang froze for a moment, then said, "I'll pour it again."

Ning Yin and Sect Leader Song sat opposite each other. The two hadn't exchanged a single word, but their swords were already on the verge of breaking out.Ji Jiang hurried in and out by himself, and finally brought the teapot and refilled tea for both sides in turn.

The tea was almost finished, Ning Yin leaned back in the chair and said softly, "I want to eat pineapple cake."

"I'll go to the kitchen to get it."

Just as Ji Jiang stepped out of the room, Master Song slapped the armrest and lowered his voice, "Mr. Ning, do you know what it is to be a Qiling?"

Ning Yin blinked and said innocently, "I don't know."

"You, whatever, turn around and let Jiang'er teach you well."

I don't know who taught whom.

Ning Yin raised her lips and said with a smirk, "Don't bother Master Song, your apprentice is doing a good job, serving tea, cleaning the house, very diligent, I am very satisfied."

"you!"

Sect Leader Song jumped up, his face turning red and then pale, "It's simply presumptuous, how could Jiang'er summon a Qiling like you."

Ning Yin spread her hands, "You have to ask your precious apprentice about this."

"Senior Ning, the pineapple cake is gone." Ji Jiang returned to the room, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he paused and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Master Song said extremely sternly, "Jiang'er, today you must take good care of your Qi Ling, and don't let him act recklessly."

Ji Jiang glanced at Ning Yin, saluted and said, "Senior Ning has just arrived here, there must be a lot of things that he is not used to, since I opened the magic circle to summon Senior Ning, it is my responsibility to protect his safety and take care of his body." Feelings. If Senior Ning does anything to offend Master, Master can punish me."

Headmaster Song became even more angry when he heard this, he flicked his sleeves, and the teacup fell to the ground, "Why do you protect him, he should protect you as Qi Ling!"

Ji Jiang bowed his head and saluted again, "My disciple is stupid."

"Sect Leader Song, why is he so angry?" Ning Yin bent down to pick up the broken porcelain, and accidentally cut her finger.

"Senior Ning!"

Ji Jiang ran over in a hurry, grabbed Ning Yin's injured finger, and swallowed it without saying a word.Ning Yin froze, forgetting about the bickering with Sect Leader Song, and focused all his attention on his fingertips.

"Cheng He Dignity!" Headmaster Song's expression turned ugly, he glared at the two of them, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

At the same time, Ning Yin withdrew her hand and hid aside, "This little injury is not enough to see."

Ji Jiang found a cloth strip, knelt down in front of him on one knee, and wrapped his fingers around him, "Small injuries are also injuries, does this still hurt?"

Ning Yin looked at his fingers wrapped in rice dumplings, and frowned slightly, how could he be so delicate?

He went to look at Ji Jiang again, and his eyes fell on the hem of his clothes, "What is this?"

Ji Jiang looked down and said hesitantly, "It's nothing."

Ning Yin stretched out her hand, "Show me."

Ji Jiang showed embarrassment, hesitated for a while, and handed over the scripture.

Ning Yin unfolded the scriptures and took a look, "Thirteen rules for controlling spirits, the first is that the spirit must rest on the Lord's back and get up before the Lord, completely obeying orders, and there must be no half-heartedness. The second is that if the spirit is not enough, Obey, if necessary, you can starve your body and tire your muscles..."

After reading it, he almost gritted his teeth. Which young man wrote this? Is it worthless?

Ning Yin raised his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hungry for his body?"

Ji Jiang broke into a cold sweat when asked, "It was given by... Master."

He knew that the old monk had no good intentions.

"So you're going to do something like this?"

Ji Jiang quickly denied, "Senior Ning, don't be angry, I will burn it right away." As he said, Ji Jiang grabbed the scripture and put it on the candle in front of Ning Yin. Instantly ignited, slowly reduced to ashes.

"In this way, senior Ning can calm down?"

Seeing that Ning Yin still didn't answer, Ji Jiang was anxious and said in a hurry, "Senior Ning, I know how to make amends, you follow me to a place."

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