Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Jun Chi had misunderstood, he mentioned Xiao Junlan, Jun Chi thought he was like other disciples, going to the mountain to meet Xiao Junlan.

As for the rift between the two?It was rare for Jun Chi to be willing to tell him these things, and he wisely didn't ask what the suspicion was.

Ye Wanqing groaned, and explained: "I don't want Master to take me to see him, I'm just curious, I've never heard of someone who can beat Xiao Junlan before."

"I didn't win either, it was just a tie." Jun Chi looked at the distant sky, retracted his gaze, and his gaze fell on him for a moment, and said softly, "No one can always be in a high position. The blue comes out of the blue. In the future, there will be better than him." More powerful geniuses will come out."

"If you only look at those brilliant geniuses, everyone will feel ashamed, and there is no point in cultivating immortals."

"I know, Master, I understand this truth," Ye Wanqing heard Jun Chi beating him, and the corners of his lips were slightly straightened, "Everyone's path is different, and in many cases, it may be difficult for us to reach the end of our life. .”

"The key is to keep going, everyone's future is never predictable."

Jun Chi's eyes under the mask were slightly bent, and those cold eyes melted away when he smiled, with an intoxicating tenderness.

"Who told you this?"

"I read it in the classics. I forgot where I read it, but I was very impressed."

Jun Chi took a book from the table beside him and put it in front of him.

"It's the rules for disciples of the immortal way. It was compiled by Xiao Junlan. The sentence you mentioned was written by him the year he entered the immortal sect."

"The original words are 'knowing the destiny, restraining oneself and prudently being alone, being clear about one's mind and distinguishing one's nature, and avoiding the way of others, whether it is a dream'."

When Ye Wanqing heard that it was written by Xiao Junlan, she looked a little disappointed. He has always had a good memory, so why didn't he remember that this book was written by Xiao Junlan?

"Words are good words." Jun Chi only said this, and seeing that he hadn't touched the book or put it back, he asked him what he did every day as usual.

"You don't have to go to Zangshu Pavilion tomorrow, just come over after you finish your sword practice."

After Jun Chi confessed, Ye Wanqing resigned.When going out, Ye Wanqing thought back, Junchi said a lot to him today, because he ate Junchi's snacks?

He went to Jiange the next day and heard the discussions of his disciples.

"Is Elder Jun Chi dumb? I haven't heard him speak, and I didn't speak at the ceremony."

"It doesn't seem to be. I remember that he can talk. His throat was burned out when he was a child. It seems that his voice is ugly."

"It's not ugly, it's very ugly, even worse than a male duck's barking water, and I heard there are many rules..."

Ye Wanqing didn't think Jun Chi's voice was unpleasant, no matter how Jun Chi was his master now, he didn't want to be slandered.He rolled his eyelids, glanced at a few disciples, and asked, "Have you finished writing the classics from the previous day?"

"If you have time to chat, why not hand in the classics now."

Several disciples immediately shut up. The elder punished him for copying the classics the day before, only Ye Wanqing was spared, because he was the only one who answered the questions asked by the elder, and the copied classics were also handed over to him.

Xiao Buyi found Ye Wanqing's apprenticeship ceremony Songmo for him, and Jun Chi gave him a piece of jade, which he put away.

He remembered Jun Chi's instructions that day, telling him to go back straight away, and he guessed that Jun Chi might be helping him solve the spiritual root problem.

Going back early that day, Han Zhi stood guard outside the hall, saw him coming, led him into the hall, and whispered small words to him.

"Today is just a test needle. If you can't stand the test needle, I think you should forget it."

Ye Wanqing: "Does the needle test hurt?"

"It hurts," Han Zhi said, "Although I haven't tried it, half of the ten disciples who come to find Junchi's can't pass the needle test."

Seeing Ye Wanqing's delicate skin and tender flesh, Han Zhi probably couldn't stand it, so he told him, "Don't bear it, if it hurts, just call out, and I will save you when the time comes."

"Huh?" Ye Wanqing frowned slightly, "Why did you save me? Is it possible that Cheng Jun won't stop the injection?"

"Yes, yes, but have you forgotten that I told you when I was apprenticed to the teacher, if you shouted for pain and told you to stop, didn't you go back on your word?"

What Han Zhi said was somewhat reasonable, Ye Wanqing knew that she cared about him, he listened to Han Zhi's advice along the way, thinking in his heart that he would never cry out for pain, so he agreed to Han Zhi.

"go in."

Ye Wanqing stepped into the main hall. People were not in the main hall. Jun Chi was in the side hall. He followed in. Jun Chi's side hall was connected to the cold spring. He usually soaked in warm water, and he hadn't soaked in the cold spring much.

Next to the wall is a display cabinet with various medicinal herb names on it. He was dazzled by looking at it, and Jun Chi was picking medicinal herbs.

Ye Wanqing watched from the side, but he was getting nervous at this moment. Today was a needle test, and he saw a pack of silver needles in Jun Chi's hand, which contained silver needles of different sizes and thicknesses.

The silver needles looked very fine, and there were plants carved on them, which seemed to be orchids. He roughly counted them, and there were at least a hundred of the thin needles alone.

It is estimated that he can be tied into a sieve.

"Master, what are these herbs for?"

Ye Wanqing came to Jun Chi's side, watched Jun Chi pick and choose many kinds of herbs, and threw them into the cold spring aside.

"It can improve your physique. I just try it today. I don't know your physique. Let me try it with medicinal baths today."

"If it is suitable, I will write down the prescription, and you will soak it in the temple for an hour every day."

Bubbles bubbled out of the cold spring, Jun Chi said, "You go in first."

Ye Wanqing took off his coat, he only wore an inner coat, and found the spring water was bubbling, tried the water temperature with his hand, it was not as cold as imagined, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a piece of fire jade at the bottom of the spring.

No wonder it had to be cold, he stepped into the cold spring, feeling like a little chick soaking in a pot waiting to be slaughtered, and Jun Chi kept adding things to it.

He felt that his body seemed to be full, and he touched the position of his lower abdomen, and felt that the dantian began to become scorching hot, the spring water became misty, and heat rushed to his face.

"Master, it's so hot here."

Ye Wanqing was so hot that he couldn't stand it. When he reached the edge of the spring, the temperature on both sides was the same, and lines like red veins gradually appeared on his body.

"You don't have to stay for a long time, you remember the time yourself, and you will come up in an hour."

It's been a long time, and Ye Wanqing can't do anything else in the medicine spring except to talk to Junchi.

"Master, why do you keep wearing a mask?"

Ye Wanqing stared at Junchi's mask. The mask was simple silver, with light orchid patterns at the end of the eyes. It didn't seem to be this one last time, but each one was similar, just with a different pattern.

"I'm ugly and shameful."

Jun Chi found that the boy was still alive and kicking in the medicine spring, so he picked two kinds of medicinal materials and put them in. The boy thumped twice, and had no time to talk to him.

"Master, there seems to be a snake underneath."

Ye Wanqing saw something black at the corner of his eyes, like a black snake swept away. He was attracted by the snake, and he was bitten by the snake twice before, which left him with a lot of psychological shadow.

"Don't get bitten." Jun Chi replied lightly.

Ye Wanqing: "..."

He was a little unhappy, suspecting that Junchi did it on purpose.He wanted to avoid the black snake, so he thumped in the medicine spring, and after a while he was tired, and fell asleep beside the medicine spring.

When he woke up again, Jun Chi patted him awake. A slippery black snake was wrapped around his ankle. He quickly tore off the black snake and threw it into Jun Chi's arms.

Jun Chi was wearing a mask, only his jaw was exposed. At this time, the line of his lips was slightly tense, and he said to him, "Come out."

He came out of the medicine spring obediently, his skin was blistered red, and he poked it himself, but it was soft and he had no strength in his body.

Ye Wanqing was lying on the bed, his upper body clothes were off, Jun Chi found him a thin quilt to cover him, and went to the side to get a silver needle.

The ever-bright candle was burning faintly, and Jun Chi wore tight-sleeved clothes for the convenience of displaying it, which made him look more tall and straight, like the plum blossoms standing upright in his yard.

The other party took the silver needle, took a short one, and said to him, "If it hurts, tell me later."

Jun Chi's voice was hoarse and restrained, and Ye Wanqing became nervous when he heard it. His body lines were tense, and he looked at the silver needle in Jun Chi's hand without saying a word.

The last time Jun Chi also had a silver needle pricked on him, he didn't feel any pain, which was completely different from this time.

After the first injection, Ye Wanqing was in so much pain that she wanted to make a sound.

The silver needle was pierced very shallow, as if it was piercing along his veins, and the pain spread instantly after it was inserted, he clenched his roots tightly, and the veins on his wrists showed a little.

"Your tendons are too narrow, and so is the dantian. There is no way to store spiritual power. Now I am testing your tendons. Your tendons have been damaged due to excessive burden for a long time. You need to repair them first."

Ye Wanqing wanted to reply, but he couldn't speak a word now, the pain caused cold sweat to break out from his forehead, the silver needle contained medicine, and it was pierced at the tendon, causing scorching pain from the tendon.

He gritted his teeth and didn't cry out the pain, and then he stuck the needles one by one. Jun Chi hit his acupoints very steadily, and directly touched his acupuncture points to prevent him from moving. During this time, his gaze paused slightly at the end of his eyes.

The young man's whole body tensed up, his face turned pale from the pain, and he looked a bit embarrassed, his eyes turned red after a while, showing a bit of grievance, and the cinnabar moles at the end of his eyes were even more beautiful.

Jun Chi's hand holding the needle paused slightly, and the needle in his hand pricked it again. He watched the boy's neck stretched into a straight line, his eyes were red, like a wounded little animal.

He touched the boy's head unnaturally with his fingertips, and rubbed it twice, with the intention of comforting him.

"Be patient for a while, there are still three needles."

Ye Wanqing's hair sent strength, what kind of way to coax the child, his ears turned red, he didn't know if it was from anger or pain, he just stared at Jun Chi, hoping that Jun Chi would be gentler.

"After the tendons are repaired, it won't hurt too much in the future."

Jun Chi realized that something was wrong after getting the needle in. His eyebrows under the mask were slightly frowned, and he opened the boy's mouth with his hands, and found that there was a light dark color on the tip of the pink tongue inside.

Tongue biting problem, three-year-old children will not have.

"You can't bite your tongue," Jun Chi reminded.

He reminded, and the boy also stared at him, as if he was angry with him because he stabbed someone.

Jun Chi withdrew his hand again, got up and went out for a while, and came back with a plate of snacks.

Before Ye Wanqing could react, the man beside him opened his mouth and stuffed the snack into his mouth.

The sweet taste spread in his mouth, he couldn't move his whole body now, the fingertips of the other party brushed against his lips when they left.

Jun Chi paused, and comforted him, "You can bite now."

Ye Wanqing: "..."