soul repair

Some people can be generous and treat people well when there is no conflict of interest, but once they become enemies, they will not show mercy.Sui Tianyou was like this.After he was defeated, he obediently conceded and didn't mess around again. He quietly left the Xuanzhen room and moved to live at the foot of the Muzhe Palace. From then on, Guan Lingdao could only see him when he was in court.

It was winter in a blink of an eye, and the mountains were covered with a thick layer of snow, which would not melt for several months.Guan Lingdao is now in charge of Xuanzhenfang, and if there are no mistakes and no chaos, the deacon of Danfang seldom cares about him.Apart from opening the furnace to take pills every ten days, the rest of the time is quite leisurely.

With such leisure, it is natural to do something useful, for example, practice.

There are many kinds of soul arts, and the cultivation should start from the simple to the deep.The soul technique used to absorb the soul energy of plants is called soul fusion technique. As the name suggests, Guan Lingdao's soul energy should be fused with the soul energy of plants, and those flowers and plants that like him will pass on their soul energy to him.As mentioned in Luohun Zhenjue, when the soul melting technique reaches the state of transformation, the soul cultivator sits in the mountains, and the vegetation within a few miles bows their heads and surrenders, sending soul energy by themselves.

Soul fusion is the essence of soul art, if you can't master it, you can only forcefully seize the soul.

Soul Seizing is the simplest and most straightforward soul art among all soul arts.In other words, it is to tear up the soul while it is asleep, and then take its soul energy, which is the soul technique practiced by the lowest soul cultivator.

Guan Lingdao naturally didn't want to be arrogant and forceful, let's not talk about right and wrong, killing souls is not a long-term strategy, sooner or later he will be discovered by Ji Qingyan, and he will die without a place to bury him.

It's a pity that he still can't control the soul fusion technique, or in other words, only the flowers and plants he raises are fond of him now, but the flowers and trees in Shangqing Palace have no reaction to him.Moreover, the timing couldn't be better, as soon as he wanted to practice the soul fusion technique, winter arrived.So recently he has been concentrating on planting some flowers and plants in his room that can survive in winter, watering them every day to cultivate feelings, and quietly practicing the soul melting technique.

However, something happened recently.

After opening the furnace to take the alchemy in the Xuanzhen room, Ji Qingyan routinely inspected the alchemy room and started the furnace to make alchemy.Guan Lingdao didn't know what happened to Ji Qingyan, he asked him to stay every time the furnace was turned on, saying it was just a lecture, but he didn't care about anything when the door was closed, he just sat beside him.

He couldn't figure it out at first, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally figured it out.Thinking about it carefully, it was only after Danfang was wronged that Ji Qingyan's attitude towards him changed.

Does this mean that he has been wronged and wants to make up for it?

In fact, it's nothing, isn't it just a stick, after taking that elixir, nothing will happen.

If he was fine as before, then of course it wouldn't matter, but now that he was in a hurry to practice soul art, he couldn't sit still.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind was piercingly cold outside, the snow was flying heavily, and it was still dark at three o'clock.Ji Qingyan sat down in front of the alchemy furnace in Xuanzhenfang, while Guan Lingdao curled up in the corner silently, racking his brains to find a reason to go out.

"What else do you need?" Ji Qingyan said suddenly.

Guan Lingdao recently helped him find out seven soul cultivators one after another, and he contributed a lot. He knew that Ji Qingyan wanted to win him over, so he sat two feet away from him with a smile and said, "I don't need anything."

His spiritual roots are all damaged, the pills are useless to him, and the weapons are not very useful.To say that what I really want is indeed pitifully small.

Guan Lingdao turned his head and glanced at the man sitting upright like a stone, and suddenly thought.People say that the kindness of dripping water should be repaid with springs, but he just doesn't want anything, what will Ji Qingyan do?Will you agree with your body?

Ji Qingyan turned to look at him, and suddenly said: "You don't want anything?"

"I really don't want anything." I can only think about what I want to say, and if I say it, I'm courting death.

He stood up with a smile, and patted his clothes: "Third Palace Master, you continue to practice alchemy, I didn't sleep well last night, now go back and sleep in the cage."

There is really nothing to do here, and when Ji Qingyan turns on the furnace, he can only idle around and count mushrooms.

Ji Qingyan's lips moved, and it took him a long time to calmly say: "I have something to ask you, this place is warmer than your room."

Guan Lingdao turned around: "..."

What happened to Ji Qingyan today, does it mean to let him sleep here?

Indeed, there is a pill furnace here, and the fire is indeed much warmer.

"There is no bed here, it's hard." Guan Lingdao thought for a while, and the weather outside was indeed very cold, "Not only is it hard, but it's also cold. There's no quilt."

He involuntarily looked at Ji Qingyan and smiled.Ji Qingyan suddenly turned his head away.

"I'm leaving, Third Palace Master."

Just stood up, Ji Qingyan sat quietly without moving, suddenly his sleeves flew up, Guan Lingdao turned over for some reason, and was already leaning on his arm.

Guan Lingdao couldn't turn the corner for a while, and leaned back in a daze.A cool hand nudged his head, and his voice was calm and unwavering: "Don't you want to sleep? Go to sleep, I'm going to start the stove."

Leaning like a corpse for a long time, his body became stiff, and he didn't dare to turn over or move around. After a while, his hands felt uncomfortably cold, and he said softly, "Hands are cold."

Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound, after a while, he covered his hands lightly with his sleeve.

Guan Lingdao was quiet for a moment, then whispered, "My hands are still cold, I can't sleep."

"……What do you want?"

I want you to promise me with your body.

Guan Lingdao's bracelet was around his waist, and it quietly slipped into his clothes. Ji Qingyan's body was slightly stiff, but he didn't say anything, just looked down.Guan Lingdao didn't know what to do for a while, and said with a smile in the dark: "The Lord of the Third Palace really values ​​me."

Sure enough, it was much warmer, and he deliberately touched his belt with his hand, before he could do anything, Ji Qingyan grabbed his hand and pulled it off.

Guan Lingdao coughed lightly, closed his eyes politely, and looked like a gentleman. After a while, he only heard Ji Qingyan say: "You have a deep relationship with your master?"

He has serious business to ask, and the kid keeps talking nonsense to him.

"Well, Master has been kind to me in nurturing me." My mood completely calmed down.

When he was nine years old, he was adopted by his master, and he has been living with him since then. Although he was often beaten for being naughty, he never suffered any real pain. Although he was unfamiliar and afraid at the beginning, once when he was a child, he accidentally fell into a mud puddle, and his master was dripping with water. The rain pulled him out, his white hair was soaked, and his clean Taoist uniform was covered with mud. Since then, he has recognized this old man as his master.

"How kind to you?"

"How nice? Well... Master takes care of me, never really gets angry with me, cooks for me, makes clothes for me, and protects me when someone bullies me."

"What if you are asked to join another division?"

Guan Lingdao didn't know why he asked this, so he said casually, "Master didn't say that, but he is very considerate, so he probably wouldn't mind." Appreciating a master is to learn one's skills, and the master never thought that he could only worship one master.

Ji Qingyan was quiet for a moment: "Go to sleep."

"..."

This is the end of the story, half of the story is not right.

Just when he was about to close his eyes and go to sleep, he inadvertently saw Ji Qingyan pick something out of his chest pocket with two fingers and quickly put it in his mouth, Guan Lingdao raised his eyebrows: "I want to eat too, give it to me."

"Only one left."

"I do not believe."

Guan Lingdao half-sat up and laughed to look through the hidden pockets of his clothes. Ji Qingyan looked down at him, and suddenly his sleeves rolled over his wrists: "Don't move."

Guan Lingdao's smile stagnated, intertwined with his breathing: "What's wrong?"

"Sit down."

"Third Princess, you look really good up close, even the skin of a woman is not as good as yours." Looking at him only a few inches away, his attention suddenly shifted to his face.

"……Sit down."

That voice seemed to be a little angry, a little gnashing of teeth, I don't know if it was angry at Guan Lingdao, or at himself.

There seemed to be some faint fragrance in the air.

Guan Lingdao stared at him blankly, his heart moved slightly.Why was he angry and what did he do?

For some reason, at this moment, Ji Qingyan feels fresh and slightly cool, like clean and thin snow in the cold winter.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was something hot under his left eye, as if it was being burned.Guan Lingdao couldn't help touching it with his hands, and Ji Qingyan's gaze was also fixed on his cheek, and he pushed his fingers away and stroked it gently.

"What's wrong?" Guan Lingdao hid and asked in a low voice.

While speaking, the scorching heat under his left eye disappeared without warning, just like when it came.Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound for a long time: "Just now I seemed to see two marks glowing with red light, and suddenly they disappeared - what is it?"

Guan Lingdao shook his head in a daze, speechless.He didn't know why he had so many secrets on his body. This mark had never appeared since he was a child, so why did it suddenly appear now?The glowing red imprint... My heart shuddered suddenly, could it be related to my recent soul cultivation?

Ji Qingyan pondered for a moment, but he didn't remember hearing similar scenes before: "I don't want to think about it for now, I will check it another day."

Guan Lingdao nodded and stood up, not in the mood to stay any longer: "I'd better go back to sleep, the third palace master will continue to make alchemy, and I won't disturb you."

"Are you in a hurry?" Ji Qingyan asked lightly.

"No." Hearing this, Guan Lingdao couldn't help feeling guilty and stopped involuntarily.

Why doesn't this person like to smile? The corners of his mouth are cold and hard, and there are no smile lines at the corners of his eyes. It seems that the world's hostility has melted, chilling and cold, completely opposite to himself.The master said that when I died in my previous life, I must have been satisfied and joyful, without a trace of hostility or resentment in my body, and that's why I owe such a beating in this life.

Guan Lingdao squatted down unknowingly, and pulled up the corner of Ji Qingyan's mouth: "Third Palace Master, please smile, you look good when you smile."

The veins on Ji Qingyan's forehead popped slightly again.

"Xuanzhen's room hasn't been cleaned for a long time, go and tidy it up again." He brushed aside the disturbing hands at will.

"Xuanzhen's room only needs to be cleaned once a month. I just cleaned it half a month ago."

"I changed the rules, cleaning once every ten days."

"When was it changed?" The voice was somewhat dissatisfied, "Deacon Dan Fang didn't tell me."

"Half a quarter ago."

"..."

At noon, the two finally finished refining the alchemy, and walked out of Xuanzhen's room one after the other.

Song Guzhui was guarding the door, a little scared, not knowing what to say.The Lord of the Three Palaces usually only starts the furnace for an hour, why did he stay in it for two hours today?The room in Xuanzhen was pitch black except for the fire, what could be done...it must be because I was thinking too much, the third palace lord had such a bad impression of him, it was almost enough to teach him a lesson inside.

"Third Palace Master, there is a letter from Tsing Yi, the old Palace Master invites you to come over." Song Guzhui did not show any emotion.

"Yes, I see." Tsing Yi has a letter, and the old Palace Mistress saw him alone, so it must not be a good thing.

Seeing that his mind was heavy, Guan Lingdao knew that he had nothing to do, so imitating the humble appearance of his usual disciples, he said, "Then I'll go first, Third Palace Master, Deacon Song."

Song Guzhui waved his hand: "Go."

Not long after his figure disappeared, Song Gu chased Ji Qingyan downcast and said tentatively: "Recently, this kid hasn't caused any trouble, and he has become more sophisticated in speaking and doing things, but for some reason, he likes playing with flowers and plants, planting flowers and plants in the room. A lot."

It is not difficult to understand that Ji Qingyan held Guan Lingdao tightly. He is a rare person who listens to the soul, and he is mischievous and difficult to manage. Naturally, he should know more.

"Planting flowers?" It was a bit surprising.

"Yes, sometimes I play the qin and flute for the flowers and plants." Speaking of this, I feel annoyed and funny. This kid really has so much free time, he has so much interest in doing such elegant things.

"Ah."

"I heard that he is very close to brothers Shi Knocking and Shi Yunsheng."

"Shi Yunsheng?" The name was somewhat familiar.

"Brother Shi Knocking, the one whose left leg is broken and has never healed. The third palace master asked me to deliver the elixir. Guan Lingdao has often been with them recently. It is said that Shi Yunsheng can grow flowers and plants and tame animals. , the three of them had a good time."

"Ah."

While speaking, he had arrived at Sleepless Mountain, Ji Qingyan asked Song Guzhui to wait outside the door, and walked into the hall alone.The hall is quiet, only the sound of running water, San Chen is sitting at the table pouring tea.

Ji Qingyan sat down at the table, and the old Taoist said without raising his head: "The snow I swept on the bamboo leaves this morning is paired with the green needles picked last year. Try it."

Ji Qingyan drank it silently, without words.

San Chen raised his head to look at him, and said in an unwavering voice: "Last night, there was news from the Northern Dynasty that Mo Xing, the second son of the Cen family, died."

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