In 2853, Lu Qingcheng turned 18 and applied to the master of Guanyin Peak, wanting to pay a liquidated damages and then withdraw from the Wudang Sect.
Peak leader Wu Yuanqin called Jiang Zhixin over and asked her what her impression of Lu Qingcheng was and whether his departure would have a negative impact on Guanyin Peak.
Jiang Zhixin said: "Master, please let him go. Golden scales are not a thing in the pond."
Wu Yuanqin looked at her and said, "You said the Wudang Sect is just a small pond? Can't it raise big fish?"
Jiang Zhixin coughed twice and said with a smile, "Master, I made a mistake."
Wu Yuanqin looked at her and said, "I heard that Lu Qingcheng helped you a lot?"
Jiang Zhixin replied: "Yes. If it weren't for him, I would have died at the seaside."
"You have a good relationship with him? Lu Qingcheng is handsome. You won't fall in love with him, right?"
"Nothing. He is my brother. There is a very weak blood relationship."
"The age difference between you two is only five or six years. If you like him, keep him. I don't allow him to leave the sect. He can't go anywhere."
Jiang Zhixin said quickly: "Master, don't stop him, just let him go."
Wu Yuanqin said: "After he leaves, you won't see him again."
"I don't want to see him."
To be honest, as Lu Qingcheng grew older and taller, he became more and more attractive. Even Jiang Zhixin couldn't stand it and wished he could get out early. But if I really leave, it may be even more uncomfortable. It's hard to explain that feeling.
She is 24 years old and like a peony in full bloom, she likes bees to fly around her. If it's a good-looking bee, I won't be willing to let it fly away. But if he doesn't leave and her heart can't calm down, how can she still practice?
Half a month later, Lu Qingcheng left.
Jiang Zhixin sent him to the foot of Wudang Mountain and looked at his leaving figure, feeling very sad, as if he had lost his soul.
After a long time, she sighed: "That's it, that's it. I have no fate with him. It's better not to think about this." Although she was a few years older, she was still a young girl. After five years of getting along, even if Lu Qingcheng didn't speak, she couldn't. Be the first to say it.
Fortunately, although Lu Qingcheng left, the two did not lose contact.
The Jiang family opened a jade mine in Wushan and found several small veins nearby. Following Jiang Zhixin's suggestion, they transferred a sum of money to Lu Qingcheng every year. Although it was not much, it was still tens of millions.
Lu Qingcheng sends her messages every few months, asking about her life and cultivation status.
Lu Qingcheng spent 7 years studying for an undergraduate degree, a master's degree and a PhD in chemistry. During this period, many beautiful girls pursued him, but he had a high vision and did not catch his eye. As a descendant of the Lu family, the criteria for selecting a mate are not only physical beauty, but also the qualifications, temperament and skills. The level of skill is not the key, you must have good cultivation potential.
He has met many young people in the Wudang Sect. Compared with the girls in the university, those inner disciples are at a higher level in terms of cultivation qualifications. If they are true disciples who stand out after layers of screening, each of them is a person with extraordinary bones.
As time went by, he missed the days when he traveled with Jiang Zhixin more and more.
He remembered that day, Jiang Zhixin was injured. He rushed over and hugged her with one hand. When she touched a soft place, he had a strange feeling in his heart. It was just because he was young and did not meet the family's 20-year-old dating rules. The minimum requirement, so he said nothing before leaving.
After he got his doctorate, he matured and his contacts with Jiang Zhixin began to increase.
In 2870, it was a warm spring night.
Jiang Zhixin was sitting quietly in her bedroom, practicing the fifth level of "Taiqing Shengang", when she suddenly heard a "ding" from her cell phone.
Normally, she would turn off her phone when meditating, but this time she forgot to turn it off, so the news came in.
She touched her phone and looked at it, and found a few words on the screen, which were sent by Lu Qingcheng: "Sister, I miss you!"
Seeing these words, Jiang Zhixin's blood surged, his cheeks turned red, and his breathing became rapid.
"This bastard, why are you saying this to me? I have practiced Taiqing Shengang, so I must be calm, otherwise I will easily go crazy!"
She angrily sent a voice message: "You want to kill me, don't you? I am practicing magic. If my energy becomes disordered and I become hemiplegic, will you be responsible for the rest of my life?"
Lu Qingcheng replied: "Sister, I have thought about it for a long time and I have to say that I like you and want to marry you."
"Go away! Don't tease me with your words. Otherwise I will blacklist you."
"Sister, I know you don't hate me. Right?"
"I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I like you. Let me tell you, my master acted as a matchmaker for me and wanted me to marry Sun Muxiang, the master of the Spiritual Medicine Peak! Sun Muxiang is Jindan Zhenren, and he is also handsome. I am about to agree. Where is he!"
"No, I'm younger than him. I can advance to the golden elixir before I'm 40 years old. I will definitely be better than him in the future!"
"Why didn't you tell me a few years ago? It's too late now."
"I'm afraid it will delay your practice."
"I am a true disciple and I am not allowed to leave the Wudang Sect! You'd better give up."
"Sister, someone in my family knows Master Ning Xian, the leader of Wudang. I asked her to come forward and resolve this matter."
Jiang Zhixin was a little angry at first, but as she talked, her heart was full of distracting thoughts, her whole body was hot, her breathing was short, and her brain was buzzing.
"I won't tell you anymore! Talking too much can kill someone!" She simply turned off her phone and lay on the bed, relaxing as much as possible and not thinking about anything. She felt that if she continued to think about it, she would really go crazy.
That night, Jiang Zhixin had no rest all night. Her body felt hot for a while, and then became cold for a while.
In the morning, she sent a message to the peak leader Wu Yuanqin: "I'm sorry, master, I may have gone crazy. My internal organs are burning, my muscles and bones are weak, and I can't get out of bed."
Wu Yuanqin hurried over, touched her pulse gate, frowned and said: "The fire in the heart is too strong, the Qi movement is disordered, the meridians are empty, and the Dantian is tightened. It's really like being possessed. What's going on? Are you cultivating Taiqing Shen? It's been so many years, wasn't it good before? Why did it become like this overnight?"
Jiang Zhixin refused to tell the truth: "Master, my skill is not enough. I have barely practiced the fifth level of Taiqing Shengang. I can't control it. Something happened."
Wu Yuanqin was anxious and said, "I'm going to find our spiritual doctor."
The Wudang Sect has millions of disciples and has an elixir hall and a spiritual medicine hall. It is not uncommon for monks to go crazy.
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Soon after, several doctors and two peak masters who lived nearby came. After these people visited, they shook their heads and sighed: "Oh! God is jealous of talents. If something like this happens, you can only admit that you are unlucky. Take it first Try the Qingxin Pill, if it doesn’t work, I can only send her home.”
