soul repair

After lying down for a stick of incense, no one could fall asleep, Guan Lingdao was like a rabbit with a fever, sweating all over, tossing and turning, not knowing how to lie down properly.Soon he sat up, buried his face in his knees, and said in a barely audible voice, "Master, I can't sleep."

Ji Qingyan half sat up calmly.

"Master, why does your family-inherited technique allow people whose spiritual roots have been destroyed to practice?"

The pain was terribly painful, so I had to search for words in black and white.He was not willing to let Qingyan go, staying here would only make him uncomfortable.

"This is to help mortals practice."

Although the voice did not change, Ji Qingyan blushed slightly.

There was an extremely talented monk in the ancestor of the Cen family who was chosen as the future head of the Cen family. When he didn't want to go out, he accidentally fell in love with a mortal woman.Ordinary people can only live a hundred years at most, and he is not allowed to marry in his family. The woman became ill with love and died soon after.He was depressed, and even if he became the head of the family, he just meditated and practiced every day, and finally developed a set of spells called "Long Xiangshou".

This technique is actually a dual-cultivation technique. Even if a mortal has no spiritual roots, a cultivator can directly send his spiritual energy into that person's sea of ​​energy. It cannot be practiced, but it can prolong life and keep youth forever.

This monk wrote in the afterword of the technique that the one who died first was always more relaxed. He thought of the woman who died before him, and he spent hundreds of years in vain, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.In order to prevent the descendants of the Cen family from suffering the same as myself, the family rules have been changed since then. After the disciples of the Cen family get married with mortals, they can use this technique to prolong the life of mortals. life.

Ji Qingyan thought about it, only this technique can make Guan Lingdao practice.Naturally, he couldn't double practice with Guan Lingdao, so he tried to adapt this technique, and he could barely pass some spiritual energy by stroking the sea of ​​energy with his hands.

"Master, what are we doing now?" It was already five o'clock, and it would be dawn soon, but nothing was done.

Ji Qingyan lowered his head and remained silent.If you touch him directly, he is like a wolf cub who can't be quiet for a moment, jumping up and down.He can't touch his hands, even if he has great abilities, how to teach him to practice?Naturally, he also felt very ashamed, but he wouldn't act like a little girl like Guan Lingdao.

"Sit with your back facing me." Ji Qingyan sat leaning against the wall and gestured to turn around to Guan Lingdao.

It's not the same for front to back, why don't you want to touch his sea of ​​anger?That place is so close to his thing, he almost got up just now, how embarrassing it would be if he found out.What should we do when we really get to that point, say outrageously that it was the master who touched it hard, and he should be held accountable?

Guan Lingdao didn't know how many detours he had made in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word. He sat down with his head down and his back turned to him, and leaned forward involuntarily.

Not long after, that slightly cool hand reached into his loosened trousers from behind.

Guan Lingdao tried his best to suppress the movement that shouldn't have happened, his left eye was burning hot, his sea of ​​air was warm, and he became dizzy unconsciously.He frowned and fell forward, subconsciously wanting to crawl away, Ji Qingyan's eyes darkened, he pulled his waist tightly, breathing unevenly, let him lean on his body.

"Master."

"Don't move, it will be fine in a while."

Drowsy and unconscious, but there is really movement below.Guan Lingdao couldn't hide, he covered his face in shame, the corners of his eyes were a little wet.If he begged for it, maybe Ji Qingyan would help him get it halfway, but what should he do after that?

Nothing but embarrassment is embarrassment.

Ji Qingyan lowered his head intently, daring not to do anything else.He came to help Guan Lingdao practice, and he didn't want to do other things, so naturally he couldn't be distracted.It felt good to hold this kid in his arms, and he was reluctant to let him go, but he didn't want to do other things.

"Master." Guan Lingdao's whole body was soaked in sweat, he wiped his face vigorously, and said with a forced smile, "Master, this family-inspired technique is really hard work. The spiritual energy is depleted, and only about [-]% of it can enter my body." , all the rest are out of reach.”

Ji Qingyan was silent.This is a technique of dual cultivation. According to the original formula, it would not waste so much. At least it can give Guan Lingdao more than [-]% of the spiritual energy. Now that he uses his hands to send air, it is naturally a lot worse.

"Master, I think there should be a better way." Guan Lingdao frowned and pondered, his mind was no longer in the sea of ​​qi, and the thing quieted down unknowingly, "With your hands out, the aura is easy to dissipate. —”

Ji Qingyan's face was slightly green, interrupting his train of thought: "This technique has two layers."

Um?There is a second layer?

"What is the second level?" Guan Lingdao turned his face, a little curious, "Will Master practice the second level with me?"

Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound, and turned Guan Lingdao's face away.

"Master." Guan Lingdao pulled Ji Qingyan's sleeve, "Master, what's the second level like? Why do I think you don't want to practice the second level with me?"

"...Stop talking."

Why didn't he let him talk? The master was a little secretive about this second level, as if he didn't want him to learn it.Guan Lingdao would think of that kind of thing if he didn't speak. He lowered his head and said in a low voice after a while: "Master, it's cold."

The people behind didn't move. After a while, the arms around the waist were slightly tightened, and the body was tighter against his.Guan Lingdao lowered his head and blushed, he didn't care about anything with a reserved face, and swayed into Ji Qingyan's arms.

Ji Qingyan adjusted his breath, and slowly let go of Guan Lingdao, "Get up, it's done."

"..."

Guan Lingdao sat up straight resentfully, not yet warmed up, it will be over so soon.

Both of them were wet like water ducks. Guan Lingdao only felt that the sea of ​​air was warm and comfortable. He half pulled up his shirt and rubbed his belly lightly: "Master, how should I cultivate in the future?"

"..." This was him sending the aura to Guan Lingdao, and Guan Lingdao only needed to lie on the bed.

Ji Qingyan resisted not saying anything, got out of bed and said perfunctorily: "Don't ask any more questions, I will teach you in ten days."

"Mmm. Master, who did you meet yesterday?" It was almost dawn, Guan Lingdao tied up his trousers and sat on the edge of the bed, with the neckline of his jacket open, looking up at him, his face and body covered with sweat.

"My sister." Ji Qingyan said, and added softly, "Looked at a few brothers and sisters from a distance."

"..."

Guan Lingdao looked at him silently.What happened back then, Ji Qingyan couldn't go home so far, and wanted to watch them from a distance?

Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that his life experience was pitiful, but he was not the only one with a story.He left home at a young age, why did he enter the Shangqing Palace?And his brother, is he still alive now?Guan Lingdao thought of Ren Guanling, and his voice changed unconsciously: "Master, are you going to be busy next?"

"Tomorrow the Baihua Terrace will open, and then the Red Sandalwood Palace will gather various sects to discuss matters in Jiutian Mountain. The time for this discussion will not be short, and it will take seven or eight days. Wait, there is no need to go to Jiutian Mountain."

"You don't need to go to Jiutian Mountain, Mr. Hua?"

"Patriarch Hua will go in person."

Guan Lingdao thought to himself, he was looking for an opportunity to visit the bottomless pit, and it was just right that Ji Qingyan was not there.Both he and his elder brother are soul cultivators, this matter cannot be known to others, they were imprisoned by someone for so long back then, they need to find out the truth.

What kind of person is his brother?

Baihua Terrace will only open tomorrow, and there is nothing to do today.He bowed his head for a moment, smiled and pulled Ji Qingyan's sleeve: "Master will accompany me to stroll around Baihua City today."

I'm going to be separated next, and I want to walk around the city with him.

Ji Qingyan looked down at him.

"It's okay, master is busy, I can go shopping by myself." When he saw that his expression was wrong, he immediately retreated, behaved well, and acted very sensible.

Ji Qingyan swallowed: "I have nothing to do today, I will go out at dawn."

Guan Lingdao lowered his head happily.

Ji Qingyan has a very faint fragrance, just smelled it all night, but he doesn't feel tired, it wafts into his nose from time to time, the more he smells it, the more he likes it.This smell is always more obvious after he bathes and sees the water. Could it be that the master is made of daffodils, and the fragrance is released when it meets water?Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile.

"What are you thinking about?"

Diffusing incense on Master Xiang is comparable to Princess Xiangxiang from the Northern Dynasties a hundred years ago.Guan Lingdao looked up at him, blushing on his face, and said softly, "I was thinking, Master is my incense..."

Ji Qingyan's long eyebrows moved.

Master is my Princess Xiangxiang, only mine, and mine alone.

Guan Lingdao blushed and his ears were hot, he hesitated to speak, and said disorganized: "Master, is he going to take a bath before going out? I'll rub your back for you."

"No, I'll wash it myself." Standing in front of him, Ji Qingyan didn't know what to say, rubbing his ear tips with his hands down, "There are occasional ghosts in Baihua City. If you can't sleep, you live in the mountains."

"Hmm." His ears were itchy, his head tilted uncontrollably, his lips swept across, and the tip of his tongue licked his fingers impartially.

As soon as Ji Qingyan stopped his hand, his mind froze, and then he silently and slowly wiped the saliva from his finger on Guan Lingdao's lips.Guan Lingdao was a little embarrassed, and laughed in a low voice: "My saliva is not as fragrant as Master's."

Ji Qingyan looked down at him, turned around and said softly: "My saliva is delicious, have you tasted it?"

Guan Lingdao was terrified by what he said: "No, no. Guess."

This remark was extremely embarrassing, the room was suddenly silent, Ji Qingyan felt that he had slipped his words, regretted beyond measure, closed his eyes and said bravely: "It's dawn, go take a bath, wash and go out."

"..."

This doesn't sound like Master said, Master never said such words, what do you mean?Did he think too much, or did he want to kiss him?

How do you say that there is no text?

Come on, come on, just stuff him out of breath with your tongue.The bottom, the bottom is also fine, the man who painted the creek was very comfortable last time, it must be a wonderful thing... How can I say it and let it go?

Desperately going to the inn's bathroom, Guan Lingdao knelt in the water, remembering the drip last night, buried his head, groped down with his fingers, and closed them on the things that were slowly hardening.

~

Although Baihua City belongs to the Northern Dynasties, it is located between the two dynasties. There are restaurants and snacks all over the place. After taking a bath, Guan Lingdao felt refreshed, put on clean apricot clothes, and happily walked along the street with Ji Qingyan. Up, look left and right.

"Master, what's that?" Guan Lingdao pulled Ji Qingyan's sleeve, pointing to a kind of fruit on the side of the road, the size of a fist, blue with purple, and silky lines on the skin.

"Hengshan fruit, the flesh is sweet and delicious." Ji Qingyan glanced at the fruit, his tone was calm and decisive.

Guan Lingdao drooled when he heard the word "sweet and sweet", and quickly took out the money bag from Ji Qingyan's sleeve, and bought two without any explanation.Peeling off the skin, Guan Lingdao opened his mouth and bit it, the sour taste filled his mouth and rushed straight to his forehead.He couldn't vomit, and he couldn't eat it even if he swallowed hard. His face was blue and purple, and he couldn't help looking at Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan is gentle and courteous, naturally he would not chew on the street like him, holding the blue fruit and asking: "Don't you like this taste?"

"No, no, maybe I am from the Southern Dynasties, and I am not used to the food from the Northern Dynasties." My mouth was full of sourness, and even my eyes were a little wet.No, can this thing be eaten? Why can't it be swallowed?

The fruit peddler was already in a daze.These two people don't look stupid, why don't they even recognize the blue wild goose fruit used for dyeing cloth?It's early summer now, where did the Hengshan fruit come from?They are not cooked yet.

"Not delicious?" Ji Qingyan peeled the fruit and took a bite, his face turned blue immediately, and he frowned, "It's different from what I ate back then."

Master... you don't know him, do you?

Seeing that his lips had turned blue, Guan Lingdao couldn't laugh or cry: "Master's mouth... can leave blue lip marks wherever it is printed."

"Aren't you the same? Don't laugh." Ji Qingyan looked down and pulled the back of his hand, wiping his mouth rudely.There is still no expression on his face, but there is just a hint of happiness that is not obvious.

Guan Lingdao looked at the indelible blue mark on the corner of his mouth, picked it with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Go back and ask how the knocking sound washed away the color."

"It's okay, go back and wash it with water a few times and it will be clean." The peddler hurriedly spoke up next to him.Even an immortal would be helpless when encountering the dyed blue wild goose fruit, even if he washed it off, he was really eye-opening today.

"Don't laugh." Ji Qingyan looked at Guan Lingdao and repeated with dark eyes.

Guan Lingdao didn't dare to talk nonsense, and chuckled in his heart: Yes, Princess Xiangxiang.