"I'm sorry, there is only one final result from the discussion."
Two hours later, Xie Jingsong, who had been softened by plush into a puddle of water in the Spiritual Beast Garden, saw Lian Tazhi who had come over as ordered, and learned the not-so-good news from her mouth.
"The Xuanjian Sect only accepts you and can provide you with resources that have absolute priority over those at the same level."
Xie Jingsong's hand was still on the cat and couldn't let go. Hearing this, he could only reluctantly say: "Can I ask why?"
"To put it mildly is that we cannot devote so many resources to training two people, but to put it mildly..."
Lian Tazhi looked over hesitantly and said, "Do you really want to say it in front of her?"
Zhang Yunqing, who was pretending not to care at all but her ears were close to hers, was looked at by the three of them. She looked back and forth and said uncertainly: "Ask me?"
Xie Jingsong nodded.
"Ah...that, I don't care about. It wasn't told to me anyway. Even if you know it, you will die if you don't know it, and I don't care. But I actually don't care whether I know it or not."
Xie Jingsong made the final decision: "Let's just say it."
The eldest lady, who didn't care at all, coyly covered her face and quietly came over to eavesdrop.
Lian Tazhi laid out the result of his careful consideration in front of them as plainly as possible: "I have said before that we do not have the capital to undertake a future where Bagua Turing roots are cultivated. My reply now is that even with your guarantee, it will not be enough." .”
"As you grow up, resource allocation is a big issue. With you here, we will inevitably focus on you, and your and her state of mind may undergo uncontrollable changes."
"Changes in mood are what we are worried about in the future. We cannot confirm that you and she can remain as good-natured as they are now, so we are sorry."
Xie Jingsong calmly stood up and patted the dust: "It doesn't matter, I understand."
Zhang Yunqing on the side sighed longly, feeling disappointed but relieved and said: "Thank you for taking such trouble for me... Goodbye, I wish you a bright future."
Even though the result of her struggle was failure, Xie Jingsong's willingness to gamble his own future for her was not false.
She was very grateful for her actions, but she had also been worried about whether she would implicate her - after all, she had to take someone along with her before entering the sect. This kind of behavior was very unpleasant, and she might annoy the other party and kick them both away.
But she underestimated her talent, and she was glad that she underestimated her talent.
"You're welcome...but goodbye? How can we see you again?" Xie Jingsong stretched out her hand to the eldest lady who was sitting on the ground and asked doubtfully, "Who will support me if you see me again?"
Zhang Yunqing subconsciously took her hand to lend support, and was even more confused than she was: "Feed you? But immortal cultivators don't need money..."
"..."
The two looked at each other and spoke in unison.
"When did I say I wanted to stay."
"Aren't you going to stay?"
"..."
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
Xie Jingsong, who felt as if she had always created this kind of situation since she came to the world of cultivation, took the initiative to break the silence: "I didn't say I wanted to stay. Didn't I tell you before? I will go down the mountain with you. Anyway, the eldest lady has a big business and can afford it." Me?"
Zhang Yunqing tried to shake off her shocking thoughts: "Of course I can afford it! No! It's not a question of whether I can afford it. Isn't it a magnanimous way for you to stay here?"
Xie Jingsong let her sway her shoulders and said calmly: "I heard that I have an open mind on my way to immortality... So what does it matter whether I stay here or not..."
"No, that's not right, that's not the case," Zhang Yunqing, who was not good at expressing himself, became even more clumsy in his anxiety. He quickly turned to look at Lian Tazhi, who should be more anxious than her, "Hurry up and talk about her!"
Lian Tazhi stared at her: "Are you really not going to stay? You have to know that if you insist on taking her with you, it is difficult for any sect to consider you."
"Then just be a casual cultivator. Anyway, I will be responsible for my words and deeds. Goodbye."
Xie Jingsong took out the temporary disciple card, spread it out and put it in front of Lian Tazhi. He watched her pick up this finely carved jade and smiled: "I appreciate your kindness, but I like more interesting things."
She waved goodbye and dragged the petrified Zhang Yunqing down the mountain in the direction Ji Shi pointed.
"Wait a moment."
As soon as he took a step forward, he saw an unknown number of steps stretching into the distance. Xie Jingsong, who could not help but regret pretending to be cool, heard the call of this heavenly voice and quickly turned around and looked over: "What's wrong?"
The jade token was thrown over by Lian Tazhi, and the warm luster reflecting the sunlight drew a beautiful arc in mid-air. Xie Jingsong raised her hand to grab it, spread it out and took a look, and found that it was the temporary disciple card she returned to Lian Tazhi.
Lian Tazhi smiled and said: "If you encounter any difficult problems in the future, you can consider asking the Xuanjian Sect for help. Just treat it as a good relationship. How about it?"
The unceremonious Xie Jingsong shouted "Thank you for having me with a grateful heart", and under Lian Tazhi's speechless eyes, he made his first request: find someone to transport them down the mountain.
Maybe it was because the previous climb up the mountain took a lot of energy from her, or maybe it was because her tight nerves consumed a lot of her energy. Before she reached the place, Xie Jingsong leaned on Zhang Yunqing's shoulder, found a comfortable position and fell asleep.
"?"
Zhang Yunqing, who was puzzled and shocked, moved his gaze downwards and took in the majestic mountains and rivers.
The eldest lady took another look at someone who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and tremblingly stretched out her arms to hug her, and made a sincere request to the young disciple who was leading the sword in front of them: "Can, can you, can you slow down? "
No, aren't they at an altitude of 10,000 meters now? Why on earth can I still fall asleep? ! !
To say that she fell asleep was actually a bit unfair to her... The current situation was more like being dragged into a dream by a powerful and strange force.
A dot of silver flower flashed across her eyes, and then many silver petals suddenly flew out in front of her. They were picked up by the breeze that came from nowhere, and then slowly scattered near her.
Xie Jingsong subconsciously reached out and caught one piece.
This is a peach petal with a very standard shape. The texture is symmetrical and the veins have a unique curling beauty. But the most special thing is its metallic silver, which is strange and dreamy.
She blew open the petals and watched them drift in the direction of the blow, landing in front of a figure not far away who was thinking about himself.
He is a young man in white clothes and silver jewelry, with fair facial features and light eyebrows. He has a gentle temperament that makes people want to get close to him.
Xie Jingsong sighed: "I said... it's a bit too much to suddenly pull people into a dream in this situation."
The young man said seriously: "Sorry, it was my first time trying this technique and I couldn't control it well."
The generous Xie Jingsong waved his hand: "It's okay, just let me go back."
"Okay...but would you consider becoming my teacher?"
"...?"
Although Xie Jingsong was new here, she had gotten to know Ji Shi when they were in the Spiritual Beast Garden. In this era, "Teacher is like a father" was practiced. Even Ji Shi, who didn't value interpersonal relationships very much, regarded her as unreliable. Master Pu loves me like a father.
To sum up, becoming a disciple is actually a very important matter.
"...My ears may be broken, can you say that again?"
The young man picked up the lid of the teapot and sprinkled some silver petals into it. Then he poured hot water into the pot with a trick, pressed down the lid, and then said seriously: "Consider becoming your teacher..."
"..."
This is like walking on the street and suddenly someone pulls you into an alley. He unscrews the bottle of iced tea for himself before telling you, "Let me be your father, right?"
Xie Jingsong crossed her arms and strongly refused: "No, thank you."
"My famous song is Yijiu."
Qu Yijiu didn't care about her rejection. He glanced at her and poured her a cup of tea with smooth movements. He pushed the cup towards her and said with a smile, "Have a try. The fragrance of this flower is refreshing. The brewed tea But it’s bitter and hard to eat.”
...What is it you want me to taste?
Xie Jingsong paused: "Qu Yijiu...are you...very famous?"
The well-known venerable person in the world of cultivation thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "Maybe a little?"
He seems to be a well-known young man in the street.
Xie Jingsong asked again: "...how do you know me?"
The young man glanced at her, at the table, at her again, and suddenly started drinking tea: "You can't lie about destiny."
Feeling strange, Xie Jingsong walked over and took a look, but found nothing, so she simply sat across from him.
"In this case, if you want to become a disciple, I won't be the only one. I will also bring a special spiritual root Bagua chart with me."
"Bagua diagram..."
Qu Yijiu smiled calmly: "Of course you can, you can even recruit disciples on my behalf during my retreat."
Xie Jingsong, who suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, slapped the table: "Is it true or false? Don't lie!"
"Absolutely true."
Qu Yijiu continued to offer her benefits: "Ask me as your teacher, and I won't hold you back. You can use whatever is in the mountain for you. Your talent is suitable for free growth."
"Master!!!"
Feeling that there was a deep pit inside, Xie Jingsong jumped in happily.
"Come here to meet me. Before that," Qu Yijiu leaned out half of his body and put his fingers together in front of Xie Jingsong's forehead, "try to understand this basic law."
The silver light, as bright as a star, almost blinded the unsuspecting Xie Jingsong. She wiped the tears that were stimulated from the corners of her eyes and couldn't open her eyes for a long time.
"No, why, why are you still crying, ah? Did you dream that you regretted it... If you regret it, then leave quickly, maybe it's still too late to go up the mountain..."
She heard Zhang Yunqing's unreal mutterings and the whistling wind passing by her ears, but her body could not wake up.
It seems to have entered a mysterious and mysterious state.
While thinking about it, she opened the book cover that Qu Yi had planted in her mind for a long time... It was actually not a book cover at all, but because the book was so thin and skinny, Xie Jingsong felt a little disgusted by it.
Not surprisingly, she could only turn to the first page. What was slightly surprising was that there was only half a page of words on the first page, which talked about how to introduce Qi into the body.
"...Is this completely free-range?"
This master whom I have theoretically never met is indeed interesting.
