The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Hearing the knock on the door, Ling Si opened his eyes instantly, observed the surrounding environment, and confirmed that he had returned to Canglan Sect.

It was His Majesty who sent me back.

So how did he know where he lived?

Feng Jinqing's voice came from outside the door: "Junior brother, are you awake?"

Ling Si sat up from the bed suddenly, and the strange feeling coming from his abdomen and back made him frown.

Feng Jinqing didn't get a response and continued to knock on the door. The next moment, the door opened from the inside and Ling Si's face looked pale.

"Senior brother."

"Are you not feeling well? Why do you look so bad?"

"I didn't sleep well last night."

Hearing the answer, Feng Jinqing's expression relaxed slightly, and the next moment, his attention was unconsciously drawn to his junior brother's clothes.

The hidden and complex black silk threads are carved on the dark red tights, tightly tied at the waist, highlighting the slender and flexible waistline.

Feng Jinqing had never seen his junior brother like this before.

It's so evil and has a decadent feel.

"Junior brother, your clothes..."

Ling Si lowered his eyes and opened his lips slightly, but said nothing.

Is this your Majesty's clothes?

Ling Si suddenly felt that his clothes were a little hot and he felt uncomfortable as if he was being pricked by needles.

“It was given by a friend.”

There was no expression on Ling Si's face, and Feng Jinqing couldn't tell what he meant.

Looking at the tired look between the young man's brows, he suggested: "Why don't we postpone today's morning training? Junior brother, pay more attention to rest."

Ling Si rubbed the root of his nose with his fingertips, "Brother, I'm fine."

Feng Jinqing grabbed his wrist. Ling Si was startled, but saw that the other party just held it.

He didn't know there was such a thing as taking the pulse. He only knew that the other person's warm and calloused fingertips were pressed against the skin on the inside of his wrist, sliding up and down from time to time, which brought an itchy feeling.

Feng Jinqing's lips were straight and her eyes were complicated.

Junior brother leaked his essence last night...

Junior brother is not practicing the way of ruthlessness, so things like Yuan Yang don’t have much to do with him.

But when Feng Jinqing thought about the other party's delayed rest because of this kind of thing, he felt complicated.

"Junior brother," Feng Jinqing was organizing his words, thinking about how not to embarrass the other party, "You can do this kind of thing appropriately, but it can't delay your rest."

Such a thing?

Double cultivation?

But this is the magic technique of the demon clan, Feng Jinqing will definitely be suspicious.

Ling Si quickly denied, "No, Senior Brother, I didn't..."

Feng Jinqing handed him a small bottle containing a pill that could restore his spiritual power.

He comforted Ling Si with an I understand look on his face, taking into account the face of his junior fellow apprentice: "I know you don't have it, but you still need to be moderate. Excessive indulgence is not good for cultivation."

Ling Si: “…”

Ling Si looked at Feng Jinqing's appearance and didn't seem to suspect that he was a demon. He felt relieved, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"Rest first this morning. Trying to show off will only lead to less results. I'll have the servants bring the food to the main peak."

Feng Jinqing had already said so, so there was no way Ling Si would continue to be stubborn. Moreover, he had not yet taken the Yuan Jiang Pill. It would be terrible if he was exposed in the middle of his practice.

After Feng Jinqing left, Ling Si turned around, closed the door, and began to look for Yuan Jiang Dan. Your Majesty couldn't send him back directly when he knew that his demonic energy couldn't be concealed.

The pill must have fallen somewhere.

Sure enough, Ling Si found a porcelain bottle on the bed, and when he opened it, he smelled the scent of Yuan Jiang Dan.

After taking Yuan Jiangdan and the pills given by Feng Jinqing, Ling Si began to meditate and practice.

Lin Ruozhu was bored and playing with the pen holder on the table. Suddenly, the class became noisy. She looked up and found that it was the senior brother who sat down in Ling Si's seat.

Lin Ruozhu sat up straight. Senior Brother doesn’t need to take this kind of basic course anymore, right?

"Hey, why did you come here, Senior Brother?"

"I don't know, want to reminisce about the classroom classics?"

"Look at the instructor's grin. After all, the eldest brother is his most proud student."

……

The teaching elder walked up to Feng Jinqing and said, "Junior Brother Feng, why are you here? I remember this is your junior brother's seat."

Feng Jinqing stood up and bowed: "Elder, Junior Brother felt unwell last night and is not in good spirits today. He has taken medicine and is meditating to recover."

"It's just right to help my junior brother and prevent him from falling behind."

The elder teacher stroked his beard and smiled until his eyes curved. "When he first started practicing, he was indeed still a mortal. But you underestimated that child."

During class, she understood everything quickly and answered questions to his satisfaction. She was down-to-earth, steady and eager to learn, just like meeting a second Feng Jinqing.

Feng Jinqing was proud to hear the elder praising his junior fellow apprentice, "It's because of the elder's good teaching."

"Okay, okay, just listen. I think he will understand without me saying anything." The teaching elder waved his hand and returned to the front.

The conversation between the two was heard by everyone present. Although the others did not react, Lin Ruozhu's heart skipped a beat.

I got sick?

He was full of energy a month ago, and was thinking about practicing sword every day. How could his physical fitness be so poor?

Even though Lin Ruozhu didn't go looking for Ling Si on purpose, everyone thought they had a good relationship and would talk about it with him on weekdays.

Lin Ruozhu also needed to practice. In the past, she would just feel relieved when she saw the boy sitting in that position and continue her studies.

If you are sick, go see a doctor.

Anyway, we haven't talked for such a long time, so let's just reconnect with our fellow students.

As soon as the get out of class was over, he stopped Feng Jinqing and said, "Big Brother, can I go visit Ling Si?"

Feng Jinqing looked at him. The young man had bright eyes and a worried look on his face. He was not dressed according to the normal requirements of the sect, but was wearing a red robe, which was extremely gorgeous.

Was he the one who gave Ling Si the red dress?

As early as the trial, Feng Jinqing noticed that this young man was often with Ling Si, but Ling Si had a cold personality and didn't often pay attention to him.

He couldn't make the decision, "It depends on what Junior Brother Ling thinks. But he's not feeling well, so I suggest you go see him this afternoon."

Lin Ruozhu was a little disappointed, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Just go and watch quietly, that way you won't disturb him.

After all, Ling Si was the first person he met in Canglan Sect. Friends should tolerate each other.

When Feng Jinqing returned to the main peak, he saw Ling Si already practicing sword in the yard. He stood aside and watched, waiting for him to finish this set of moves.

"How is your health?"

"Brother, I'm much better now." I just felt a little awkward when walking.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Not long after my senior brother left, the servants brought the food up."

Immortal cultivators also eat spiritual grains and spiritual beasts, no wonder so many people want to cultivate immortality. Spiritual energy nourishes people, and although demonic energy can help people quickly increase their strength, without the effect of spiritual energy, those with weak willpower may be devoured by the inner demon and lose their mind.

It's just that everyone has their own pursuits. The spiritualists look down on the magicians, while the magicians think that the spiritualists are well-dressed and extremely hypocritical.

Feng Jinqing probed Ling Si's cultivation and asked him, "What insights have you gained from the classes these days?"

Ling Si felt that his talent for cultivating immortals was not high, and his perception was something mysterious and could easily slip away. "No."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it. A low level of cultivation doesn't require much comprehension. As long as you have enough spiritual energy, you can break through." Feng Jinqing comforted him and suddenly remembered something. "There is a small spiritual pool in the back mountain. Master is inside the mountain, and you can stay outside. I can protect you then."

Ling Si asked: "Won't this disturb Master's retreat?"

He was more worried about whether the demonic energy would leak out or calamity clouds would appear when he broke through.

After all, one’s cultivation level cannot be hidden from the laws of the world.

"Not as long as you don't break through with Master. There is plenty of spiritual energy there."

"Why don't you wait for Master to come out of seclusion?"

Feng Jinqing looked towards the hilltop where Master Xuanlan was in retreat, and retracted his gaze after a moment, "It is still unknown whether Master will come out of retreat, the most urgent thing is for you to break through first."

"The longer you stay in a realm, the harder it is to break through."

"Click——"

Suddenly, there was a sound of stones being crushed not far away. They both looked in that direction and saw a hint of red clothes.

Feng Jinqing guessed who was eavesdropping, but did not blame anyone.

Lin Ruozhu grinned for a while, but finally couldn't stand the embarrassment and came out, "Haha, you are all here..."

But I was crying inside. I should have not come if I had known.