The villain apprentice is very arrogant

Chapter 23, The Cruelest Tolerance

On the second day, the temperature at the top of Hangong Peak, which had been warm for several days, dropped again, and the sky began to snow heavily.

Lan Qing sat alone in the pavilion, there was a pot of tea on the stone table, but there were two cups full of tea.

Lan Qing rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingertips, and the cold feeling spread to her heart.

There seemed to be another gentle and deep voice in my ear: "Qing'er, why don't I have a share of tea? Is it because I didn't accompany you? Next time you pour two cups, and when the tea is cold, I will come."

I suddenly feel sour in my heart.

The tea was always cold, but the man couldn't come back.

Picking up the teacup, he took a sip.

The courtyard is completely white, and the light blue slender figure looks even more lonely, as if it will melt into the sky and the earth in the next second.

When Jing Ci came in, he saw such a scene.

He walked into the pavilion by himself, patted the snow off his body, and sat opposite Lan Qing.Knowing that she sometimes has the habit of pouring two cups of tea, it is not surprising to see the cup in front of her.

"Master, watching the snow is all about warming a jar of wine. How can anyone drink iced tea while watching the snow like you?"

Lan Qing put down the cup in her hand expressionlessly, her eyes were extremely light, and she said, "The highest state of watching snow is to experience the coldness?"

Jing Ci had nothing to say, crossed his legs, and after a long time of deliberation, he said with some playfulness: "Master has been in this world for hundreds of years, and there is no one who pleases you?"

After finishing speaking, Jing Ji couldn't help scolding Hua Qing silently in his heart, not knowing whether what he said was true or not.

Speaking of going back to last night, Jing Ji and Hua Qing chatted for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out how to slow down the onset of Baihua Poison.

Just when Jing Ci was upset, Hua Qing suddenly thought of a way.

Still mysteriously, afraid of being overheard, he leaned closer to Jing Ci and said, "I thought of a method that might work!"

"If you want to say it, say it quickly."

"Don't worry, listen to me first. It was my grandfather who told me. It was a long time ago, there was something. Mingran, an immortal master with extraordinary talent. Seeing that his cultivation base was about to reach Mahayana, he accidentally fell into it. What kind of poison was given to him by the villain, oops, I can't remember, anyway, this poison is also unsolvable, not weaker than Baihua poison."

Jing Ji raised his eyebrows, why does he feel like a villain according to what he said?
"and then?"

"According to my grandfather, Mingran Immortal Master used a method to suppress the poison by [-]%! Although he still couldn't solve it in the end, at least he survived. After the burial, the body was completely black. Oh, it’s all after death, and no one cares about the body.”

Jing Ci pondered and nodded slightly.

In fact, in a sense, this approach seemed to suit him.

At least Lan Qing can survive without being tortured by the backlash of Baihua poison, which is not bad no matter how you look at it.

"any solution?"

Hua Qing raised the corner of her mouth and spit out two words: "Shuangxiu."

"!!!"

Jing Ji sat up straight, frowning tightly, seriously suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Hua Qing seemed to know what was going on in his heart, so she patiently explained: "You heard me right, it's double cultivation."

"This method is only suitable for cultivators with high cultivation bases, and there is still a small probability of it happening. Obviously, the immortal master is about to reach the Mahayana stage, and it took twenty or thirty little girls to suppress the toxicity by [-]%. You Master’s words are Dzogchen after all, so I guess one should be enough.”

Jing Ji's black eyes seemed to be able to condense ice, staring at Hua Qing, said: "Are you crazy or am I crazy? Do you know who it is? Is it possible for her to do this?"

"I know, I just said it to you when I suddenly remembered it. Immortal Master Mingran told him this method when he met my grandfather, and this method has also been included in our voodoo sect's exercises! Ordinary people I haven't told him yet."

Jing Ci didn't speak, but the words of refusal were written on his face.

Hua Qing smiled and said: "Actually, you can ask your master if there is anyone he likes? If so, this matter will be much more convenient. You can arrest him, needless to say, everything can be done! And your master I won't blame you yet."

Jing Ji was so annoyed that an evil fire surged into his heart for no reason, and his voice seemed to be quenched by ice.

"Okay, I get it, you can go! What else are you staying for, overnight? The Voodoo Sect is too busy recently, isn't it?"

"Hey, good, good, what a heartless person. Go away! Think about it for yourself!"

After speaking, Hua Qing left.

Jingci was left alone in the room thinking about the possibility of this matter.

After thinking about it all night, I had no idea, so I decided to come here to explore the wind.

So there is the question he just mentioned.
Lan Qing put down the cup expressionlessly, she didn't expect him to ask such a question.

He spit out a word lightly: "Yes."

Hearing this unexpected answer, Jing Ji wasn't even a little bit happy, why did he feel more angry?

He coughed twice and said, "Who is it?"

"doing what?"

"I just want to know who can please my cold, noble and peerless master."

Although Jing Ji was talking nonsense with his eyes open, it was not complete. He really wanted to know what kind of person this was.

".he died."

Lan Qing looked at Jing Ci with an imperceptible sense of loss in her eyes.

He was indeed dead, but he was reincarnated again.
Right in front of him, but he is called master and apprentice
Jing Ci didn't know what was going on, but he was relieved.

I suddenly remembered a sentence I said to her in the Misty Forest: "You will never know the pain of losing a loved one."

It seems that she has experienced it.Then he could kill Wen Yun heartlessly in front of him!
A wicked smile rose from the corner of Jing Ci's mouth, and said, "Dead? Master, you should be in mourning. This kind of feeling of the death of a loved one is best understood by disciples, especially when he dies in front of himself. What do you think? "

Lan Qing withdrew her gaze, ignoring the needle-like pain in her heart, hummed lightly, and took a sip of tea.

After knowing the answer he wanted to know, Jing Ji didn't want to stay any longer, and drank the iced tea in front of him in one gulp.

"Then the master is watching the snow slowly, so the disciple won't stay any longer. I still have something to do. Let's go."

After speaking, he ignored Lan Qing's reaction and walked away.

Lan Qing closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows.

Jing Ci suddenly came over and asked such a question, and he was afraid that he had some other thoughts later.

Forget it, let him go.

After living for a long time, even the slightest thought will be wiped out, so what are you still doing in the world?
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After getting off the peak, Jing Ci went straight back to the house.

Sitting at the table, after thinking for a long time, he took out a blank piece of paper.He picked up a pen and wrote a few words and sealed it in an envelope.

Walked to the window and blew a whistle.A gray spirit bird flew over and stood on the window.

Jing Ci put the envelope into a small pouch on its back, patted its small head, and said in a low tone, "Qianming Mountain, Mu Gui."

The spirit bird chirped twice, turned around and flew out.

After watching it fly away, Jing Ci's gaze became complicated.

Mu Gui is a good candidate, and I can't treat her badly, this is the greatest tolerance I can give her.

(End of this chapter)