After hearing this, the savior was confused at first, and then calmed down as before.
"Oh, did you use it wrong again? That's more than enough."
Jiang Qingyu heard the implication and realized that he might have thought too much. Then he looked up at the man who came in with a bowl.
Jiang Qingyu was deeply moved.
As expected of the world of cultivation, people who grew up eating spiritual energy are different from those who grew up eating grains. Just the delicate and smooth skin is enough to make people jealous.
Jiang Qingyu had never thought that a man could look so charming and pure, but he had long chestnut hair and a small red mole at the end of his eye.
Like an eminent monk, but also like a demon monk.
A pair of mist-covered, light blue dog eyes slightly curved into crescent moons.
"My name is Bai Xun, and this is my master Wu Lingjun. I must be hungry after sleeping for so long, right? Master asked me to buy it from outside the sect. Try it and change it if it doesn't suit your taste."
"Exchange one?"
Bai Xun smiled slightly after hearing this, and the ice and snow melted: "I don't know what flavor you like, so I bought a little of each portion."
Passing the bowl in Jiang Qingyu's hand, it was a lotus seed and longan porridge, full of aroma.
Jiang Qingyu took small sips and drank quickly. It was warm without burning her mouth.
"No, I'm not picky about food. I'll eat whatever I can to feed myself!"
Jiang Qingyu answered in a tone that even surprised him.
I don’t know how long this body has been hungry. In modern times, I almost starved to death when I first met the old man. In the world of cultivation, I still can’t escape the fate of starving to death.
The room was quiet except for the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the bowl.
Soon, the porridge bottomed out.
Jiang Qingyu licked the corner of his mouth, feeling that he was still unsatisfied and not full.
The next moment, a hand reached over and took away the empty bowl in his hand. At the same time, he handed over another bowl of porridge, this time it was osmanthus and purple sweet potato porridge. Jiang Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.
Thinking that it was the second bowl, my cheeks felt a little hot. I took the bowl, thanked him in a low voice, and continued to eat.
This time she ate more slowly, and she ate much more gracefully than before.
The two grown men stayed in the room and didn't speak. They just watched the children drinking porridge quietly until the last mouthful.
Jiang Qingyu put down the bowl in his hand, and someone handed him a handkerchief, and Jiang Qingyu took it.
Now even the dust in the air was quiet.
Bai Xun has been practicing in seclusion for many years and has not been in the world for a long time. He thought of how when his master just brought Jiang Qingyu back, he was like a cub that had lost its shelter. The thin and small one huddled in his arms, motionless, as if he would be killed in the next second. expire.
He has always been very caring towards the cubs.
"You just woke up. Don't be gluttonous. Are there any other physical discomforts?"
Jiang Qingyu shook his head: "No, thank you two seniors."
"Don't you know your name yet?"
"Oh, my junior's surname is Jiang, my name is Qing Yu, Qing Yue's Qing, Yu Meiren's Yu."
"That sounds good." Wu Lingjun nodded.
"Junior feels the same way."
Wu Lingjun looked at the child he was praising and acknowledged him openly, and Jiang Qingyu also let him look at him, knowing that there would be no missing piece of meat anyway.
He chuckled and his smile deepened: "You're welcome."
Jiang Qing smiled. He had lived for hundreds of years, but his face was getting thicker and thicker. As the saying goes, "If you are thick-skinned, you have enough to eat."
Anyway, in front of these big guys, no matter how many twists and turns you take, you can't get around them, so just show your truest nature.
"What exactly does the 'promise' that senior said just now mean?" Returning to the topic of repaying a favor.
Thinking that she had made a mistake just now, even though she was so cheeky, she was a little shy. After all, she had a baby face but was thinking about modern waste.
How come these two people couldn't see the child's embarrassment, they just didn't point it out by naming him.
Bai Xun couldn't help but feel funny, and then he was angry again. Who knew who the bastard was, who actually gave the cub such unbearable thoughts!
a long time.
"Bai Xun, is it possible for me to accept a junior sister for you?" Wu Lingjun asked.
Only then did Jiang Qingyu vaguely understand the meaning of the previous sentence "Promise yourself with your body".
"Xiao Wu has disliked our senior brothers for decades." Bai Xun had no objection to this: "Everything depends on Master's decision."
After Wu Lingjun received the reply from his eldest apprentice, he turned around and asked his future apprentice: "Qing Yu, I wonder if you would like to join my Wuya Sword Sect?"
Hearing the key words, Jiang Qingyu seemed to have stars flashing in his eyes: "Are you a sword cultivator!?"
"uh-huh."
Bai Xun added on the side: "Master is not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also has so many skills in battle techniques, alchemy, weapon refining, and divination~!"
Jiang Qingyu admitted that she was deeply moved.
Don't take advantage of me, bastard!
Just when I was about to agree, I suddenly remembered that the old man took out a handful of candy with a smile: Xiaoyu, come here, eat candy!
At that time, sugar was very precious and only wealthy people could afford it. I don’t know how he got it. In short, it was very sweet.
He opened his mouth, not knowing where to start. Fortunately, Bai Xun saw his hesitation from the side.
"Speak slowly, don't rush."
Bai Xun took out a new teacup, filled it with warm water, and placed it next to Jiang Qingyu. Injured children should not drink tea.
Jiang Qingyu licked her dry lips, took a sip of water, smiled at Bai Xun, and organized her words: "When I was young, I once worshiped a senior as my teacher. Although my teacher has passed away, in my heart, I still have Once a teacher, always a father, senior, I..."
"puff!"
"Pfft! Hahahaha"
Um?
Uh-huh?
Jiang Qingyu was confused. He was being serious and sensational. You two were smiling like two flowers with your big white teeth. You were just interrupting your spellcasting. What the heck!
"Does Xiaoyu think that a monk can only have one person as his master in his life?" Wu Lingjun smiled, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Qingyu was stunned, with the words "Sibaitian" nailed on his forehead: "Isn't it?"
Bai Xun took a deep breath and calmed down for a long time, but he couldn't suppress his smile: "These are the old rules of the world of cultivation thousands of years ago. Now you are free to become a disciple. As long as you have talent and want to learn skills, you can worship a few more masters." So why bother?”
"A teacher is someone who teaches, imparts knowledge and resolves doubts. Most teachers are reluctant to bury half of their lifetime experience in the soil. It's too late to be happy when they meet a student they like. How can they take care of their favorite disciples? There are a few Where is the master?"
Wu Lingjun spoke earnestly and sincerely, and said the longest speech of the day. His saliva was dry, but he was happy to think of being able to enlighten his future apprentice.
"Xiaoyu doesn't know that Master actually has two masters!"
Wu Lingjun glanced at his eldest disciple Bai Xun: "Although your two masters have only met me once, they have benefited me throughout my life. Xiaoyu, you may understand what I am saying?"
Jiang Qingyu nodded solemnly, took the apprenticeship tea that Bai Xun had just prepared, and presented it to Wu Lingjun: "Thank you, master, for clearing up the confusion. Master is on top, please accept my disciple's bow!"
The man above him hummed, took the apprenticeship tea with a smile, took a sip, and the initiation ceremony ended hastily.
After having a new junior sister, Bai Xun quickly brought himself into the responsibility of senior brother and began to introduce sect personnel and affairs to Jiang Qingyu.
"Xiaoyu, you are the youngest disciple in the sect. You have three senior brothers and one senior sister. They are me, the first senior brother, Ya Yin, the second senior brother, Song Wu, the third senior sister, and Tang Yuan, the fourth senior brother. When they finish their training, you can Let me introduce them to you."
"There are only six of us in the Wuya Sword Sect, so we are rich in resources. We don't have to fight for it like other big sects. We all take care of our own food, clothing, housing and transportation. We can solve things like sweeping with one technique, so it's not that troublesome. .”
"When the junior sister reaches the age of sixteen, she can go down the mountain to experience. Whether she is accompanied by her senior brother or traveling alone, safety comes first. Danger and opportunity coexist in the world of cultivation. A cub like you is the easiest to be coaxed into doing hard work. Remember not to trust others easily!”
"Our sect values unity and friendship most. We are united as one. If you are bullied outside, you can come back and tell your master and brother, and we will work together to help you regain your place.
The Wuya Sword Sect has always been about helping relatives but not taking care of others. This must be kept in mind. Don’t sit alone in the corner crying and complaining if you are wronged outside. Master and brothers will blame themselves. "
"Senior brother, this is all I can think of at the moment. I will add the rest in the future. Now let's test your spiritual roots!" After that, he took out a translucent stone from his wide sleeve and placed it in the middle of the short table.
Wu Lingjun, who was lazily leaning on the soft couch before, heard that he was about to test his spiritual roots. He stood up gracefully and seemed to be very curious about his little apprentice's spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots are divided into eight major spiritual roots, namely the five elements spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the mutated natural spiritual roots of wind, thunder and ice.
Under the guidance, Jiang Qingyu raised her palm-sized hand and placed it on the spirit-testing stone. The three of them all focused on the stone and waited for a long time.
Jiang Qingyu's spiritual roots in his previous life were not good. He was the worst of the five spiritual roots, also known as miscellaneous spiritual roots. He was not compatible with spiritual energy, so his cultivation was extremely slow. It took him a full nine hundred years to achieve a small amount of success. Of course, this was only in this period. With the help of kendo.
One breath, two breaths...
The spirit-testing stone finally began to emit a gleaming white light. The white light did not belong to any of the eight attributes. It was as cool as water and as gentle as the wind.
Bai Xun frowned. This result was beyond his understanding.
After living for more than three hundred years, this is the second time I have seen spiritual roots other than the eight spiritual roots. The first time was the chaotic spiritual root of my second junior brother Crow Yin. That time, the spiritual stone emitted colorful black light.
"Master, Xiaoyu's spiritual root...?"
Jiang Qingyu, who had the same question, went through all the ancient books left by the old man in his mind. He was sure that there was no introduction to this spiritual root. He had no choice but to turn his attention to the master who had learned a lot about ancient and modern times.
Wu Lingjun was silent under the gaze of his two disciples.
After a long time, he said quietly: "It's true that God has given this person a great responsibility. All the spiritual roots that are rare in the world have been transferred to my door."
Immediately, he took out a yellowed antique book from Qiankun in his sleeves, with two words "Guiyue" crookedly written on the cover.
"Master, this?" Jiang Qingyu stretched out her little paw and gently touched the corner of the book, feeling an indescribable kindness in her heart.
"My teacher once thought that, as a last resort, this Guiyue Kung Fu would be passed on to Xiao Si. I never thought that people would be forced to be sent here to receive the inheritance in this way. You really belong to me." Wu Lingjun held the book. , and laughed at the sky outside.
In an instant, the sky became dark and the earth became dark.
"No wonder the hexagonal water chestnut flowers grow together in the Ice Abyss Valley. It turns out they are fishing..."
Ignoring the vision of heaven and earth and thinking that he was that fish, Wu Lingjun didn't take it seriously and said to himself: "Tsk tsk, just do it if you do it, and don't let others say it. I am so angry and so stingy that I really want to leave the burden and leave." people……"
The sky was getting darker with the naked eye, and one or two muffled thunders could be heard faintly in the clouds.
Jiang Qingyu flashed an answer that was unrealistic but could answer this phenomenon. A sudden chill ran down his back and he shuddered.
At that second, there seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes, staring at herself like an abyss, peering into her psychology through her flesh and blood, like a light on her back, she lowered her head to put away the strange color in her eyes, and moved towards Bai Xun. Hit on the head.
Seeing this, Bai Xun patted her shoulder gently to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, just get used to it."
