After Jing Yue decided to force it, he kept looking for a way to fall into Master Jiang's arms.
Now in the eyes of many insiders, he is valued by the saintly senior sister Ruxue. It can be said that he is in the arms of senior sister Ruxue. But in order to survive, he has to think about an old man.
What a crime.
However, since she became famous in Tai Chi, the number of times that Senior Sister Ruxue teaches alone has indeed become less frequent.
Without him, the saintly female senior sister is just cultivating water control. The Taichu teachings are all-encompassing, but they are weak in this aspect.
Following other teachers and teachers to practice, Jing Yue and the newcomers learned that each of the teachers has their own strengths.
Two months passed quickly, and what they were about to face was choosing which gentleman to follow to specialize in practice.
Mr. Da passed away more than ten years ago, leaving only a name that no one can replace.
The second gentleman is an old man. It is said that he knows a lot, but he has no concrete manifestations.
Because his voice has a magical ability, even if you are standing and listening to his lectures, you can't help but feel sleepy.
So when Mr. Er was teaching, there were often scenes of students falling over and him falling asleep soundly.
Afterward, when Jingyue and the others recalled what they had learned from Mr. Second, they probably had no impression and they all fell asleep.
The third teacher, Mr. Yu, was a swordsman with astonishing strength and unfathomable telepathy. He once performed a live performance of one person wielding five swords, which was like performing acrobatics. It was dazzling and amazed many people.
Lu Anlin and Lu Qingyu were very excited at first, wishing to worship him on the spot, but after seeing his rough face with a big mole, they calmed down.
Lu Anlin simply doesn't like ugly men, and Lu Qingyu really doesn't want to be paired with this gentleman. If he really becomes a disciple of Mr. Third, later on, he and his husband may not be famous for their outstanding telepathy, but Therefore, "the master and the disciple are both fierce and evil, and they are indeed worthy of being the master and the disciple." Such rumors.
From Mr. 3 to Mr. 4, you will feel suddenly enlightened and amazed.
Because the fourth teacher, Meng Lingxin, is an intellectual beauty, and with the comparison of the third teacher, she becomes even more beautiful and decent.
The fifth Mr. Zhang Tiesheng has an honest face, is full of muscles, is good at bodybuilding and weapon refining, and does not even have eyes for women.
Every time he saw Wang Xing, who was born with supernatural powers, and Lu Qingyu, a powerful scholar with a ferocious look, his eyes would squint.
Mr. Six also passed away a few years ago, and it was the saint Chen Ruxue who took over her inheritance.
Mr. Seven is not here.
Whether they are teachers or teachers, they more or less influence the judgment and choices of this group of new disciples.
Regarding Chen Ruxue's special poaching of Jing Yue, several gentlemen were very angry.
But they know that this junior is good at using his status to pressure others and likes to put on others' shoes, so they can only dare to be angry but dare not speak out, and choose to take a step back to open up the world.
But the more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Everyone thought that Jing Yue was already in Senior Sister Ruxue’s pocket.
On this day, Chen Ruxue was accompanied by an old woman.
They stood in a secret place, their eyes skipped over the young disciples who were exercising, and landed on Jing Yue.
At this time, Jing Yue was coughing lightly while lifting stones to practice strength.
"Elder, do you see clearly?" Chen Ruxue asked.
The purple-clothed old woman nodded and said, "It is indeed a natural cold poison. It cannot be cured and can only be relieved with those medicines."
Hearing this, Chen Ruxue turned pale for a moment, and finally could only sigh softly.
Ever since her encounter with Jing Yue, she smelled the faint smell of medicine on her clothes and thought it must have been left by Jing Yue.
She paid attention later and confirmed that Jing Yue had been taking medicine.
So she asked Elder Li, the master of the courtyard, to come over and confirmed the situation.
"Can the medicine he takes by himself work?" Chen Ruxue asked.
"I just went to his residence and took a smell. The prescription is pretty good and can relieve his pain. It's just a fire hazard.
Jade Pill is not authentic. "
"Not authentic?"
"The best medicinal material for refining Fire Jade Pill is fire spirit grass, but that herb only grows in Shu and is relatively scarce, so he used fire grass instead."
"Sichuan? Then Elder Faman will go buy enough fire grass and come back as soon as possible." Chen Ruxue said worriedly.
"I know."
Before the other party left, Chen Ruxue asked again: "Elder, is there really no hope of curing his disease?"
The elder in purple had complicated eyes and said, "I can only say that the hope is extremely slim. There is a way to try."
"What is it?"
...
Jing Yue here was completely unaware of the conversation between Chen Ruxue and Elder Ziyi, because he had just finished exercising and was relaxing with Wang Xing.
The women in the yard had formed a team to go to the other side, so only the men were left in the yard.
They formed a team in pairs, with one lying on the ground and the other standing, stepping on and rubbing each other's stiff and sore muscles.
As a result, the yard was filled with sweaty men, stepping on and rubbing each other, making sounds of pain and pleasure.
There are only a few days left until the day to choose the teacher, and these new disciples have probably made their own choices. .br>
Wang Xing wanted to choose the fourth teacher, Meng Lingxin, but everyone complained.
"You are a person with natural supernatural powers, five major and three strong, why would you choose Mr. Meng, who is exquisite in Taoism?"
"Who said you can't practice Taoism even if you are born with divine power?"
"Bah, do you want to practice Taoism? You just want to see how beautiful your husband and his disciples are."
Lu Qingyu also wanted to choose Mr. Meng Xinxin, the fourth teacher, but was also criticized by everyone.
"Lu Qingyu, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you have read a lot of sages' books. Why are you so superficial like Wang Xing?"
"I really want to learn from Mr. Meng."
"Bah, do you want to learn art? You just want to see how beautiful your husband and his disciples are!"
Lu Qingyu held up the face of Majin Buu, looking aggrieved.
He really wants to learn art!
In particular, I want to learn from Mr. Meng how to become intellectually decent. In that case, he might not look fierce.
And just when everyone was talking happily about these things, a pleasant voice sounded.
"Jingyue, come with me." Chen Ruxue walked over and explained.
"Oh." Jing Yue followed.
Two simple sentences extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.
The group of people looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Jing Yue who followed Chen Ruxue away, and suddenly felt bored.
It felt like they were red-faced and fighting over a piece of steamed buns. Jing Yue suddenly sat there, drinking wine and eating roasted whole lamb.
What else does this steamed bun taste like!
...
The wind blows, the pine forests are like waves, and the eaves of the houses stretch like cliffs.
Chen Ruxue stood in front, her hair flowing, and the goose yellow skirt on her body was as beautiful as clouds.
"Why don't you tell me something?" Chen Ruxue suddenly said.
"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Jing Yue became cautious for a moment.
Could it be that his secret has been discovered?
He did not come here simply to learn skills.
After all, his deepest purpose was to steal Master Jiang's teachings to cure illnesses, rather than to practice with Senior Sister Ruxue.
"Tell me, why do you cough so often?" Chen Ruxue asked.
"I'm infected with the cold." Jingyue explained.
"You lied to me, you were born with a cold poisonous body." Chen Ruxue said calmly, facing the wind.
No one saw that the corners of her eyes twitched, which was a sign of her sadness.
Jing Yue frowned slightly.
"Stop practicing with me, go to Master Jiang." Chen Ruxue said.
Jingyue: "???"
