Katenten Path

What happened to Li Yue before time travel?The answer is unknown for the time being, and Rong Jin has no intention of dwelling on this issue now.He shook the bottle, poured out the little bit of liquid medicine left, and then raised his hand to wipe it on Qin Lian's face.

Such a face is swollen like a pig's head, which is really eye-catching.

Rong Jin's actions are not gentle, but Qin Lian's heart is like a spring breeze. Master's every word and deed expresses his love for him. The heart-breaking words on the day of apprenticeship seem to be just the awkwardness of Bai Yijian's inappropriate words.

A child's thinking is simple and straightforward. Even though Qin Lian has an exquisite mind, he is still a child in essence. He will recognize whoever treats him well.

After all, he is a kid who can be coaxed by a bunch of candied haws.

"There will be no next time." Rong Jin warned while rubbing the medicine: "Don't leave Baling Peak, play by yourself on weekdays, don't cause trouble."

"But……"

"You are not allowed to disobey the teacher's order. I will take care of the meal." Rong Jin said without doubt.

"Yes." Qin Lian didn't dare to say any more.

Seeing his apprentice's humility, Rong Jin felt helpless and overwhelmed.He changed the subject and asked, "How old are you?"

"Last month, I was twelve years old."

A ten-year-old primary school monk, that strange little apprentice's voice is soft and waxy, like a girl.Such a novel is not allowed to forget the experience of family suffering in a few years.

"Can you read?" Rong Jin asked again.

Qin Lian nodded, "I already know the Book of Worlds."

Rong Jin was silent for a while, what the hell is Ma De's "World Classics"?

"I can read a little..." Qin Lian added shamefully under Rong Jin's uneasy gaze.

"Follow me to read and read from today. Play by yourself the rest of the time."

"Yes, Master." Qin Lian didn't quite understand why Master insisted on playing by himself.He clearly came here to seek immortality, to become stronger in order to avenge his family.

"Tell me first what happened to the sect when I retreated these days."

Hearing Rong Jin's words, Qin Lian organized his words carefully, trying to answer this question in a complete, concise and clear manner.

"Master retreated for half a month, and the brothers outside the peak all said that Master was seriously injured because of going down the mountain to eliminate demons. After the master knew about it, he said that he would severely punish those who spread rumors."

"..." There was no fluctuation in Rong Jin's heart. "Which people have been to the peak?"

"Master came here on the day of Master's retreat. Later, only the suzerain and Master came together once, and saw that Master left before he left." Qin Lian paused for a moment and asked, "Is Master seriously injured? Does it hurt?"

Rong Jin paused while applying the medicine, and poked Qin Lian's bruised eyes with his slender fingers. The pain made Qin Lian gasp, and looked at himself with tears in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Rong Jin asked back.

Qin Lian froze for a moment, then replied, "It doesn't hurt."

"What you are thinking about now is my answer. Go out and play, take a break for the teacher, and I will teach you to read in the afternoon."

"Yes." Qin Lian stood up and left cautiously, Rong Jin noticed that he glanced at the completely empty porcelain bottle before leaving.

Facing the empty room, Rong Jin smiled, and just scored himself [-] points, so don't be afraid to be proud.The sight of a smile on Li Yue's face is more moving than the first melting of winter snow, but it's a pity that no one appreciates it.He fell on the bed and fell asleep exhausted.

It was exactly noon when Rong Jin regained consciousness again, and the first thing he saw after getting up was the water basin and towels on the round table.He came to the table and reached out to touch the water in the basin, and it was really icy cold.After all, his apprentice was not from a bad background, and he was very relieved to be thinking about washing his face.

Picking up the empty teacup to rinse his mouth, followed by washing his face, after tidying himself up roughly, Rong Jin mustered up the courage to walk out of the room.

He didn't want to face this cultivation world at all.and those outside.

Different from the situation in the morning, this time Qin Lian did not squat in the courtyard, Rong Jin went to the big banyan tree in the center by himself, and looked down, brown ants crawled out of the hole next to the root of the tree in a long line , meandering towards the root of the wall.

It turned out that Qin Lian was watching the ants move.

Rong Jin felt emotional, Qin Lian trotted across the threshold of the atrium, caught a glimpse of Rong Jin woke up from a distance, and called him.

"Master! The master and the suzerain are here." Behind him was Jue Ming Jue Xin who sensed Rong Jin's breath and quickly followed.

Rong Jin turned his head when he heard the sound, and forgot to cover up the moment when he was in a daze.

That's not the expression of a sword cultivator, just one pair of eyes is enough to tell that a person with such a cultivation level as Juexin feels ashamed.

Li Yue... When did she have any expression other than blank expression?

Jue Ming and Jue Xin looked at each other, and then they turned back with unclear colors in their eyes.

Rong Jin's heart skipped a beat when he came back to his senses completely, thinking that he might be OOC.But he has to struggle again, to be a qualified time traveler, and he can't collapse in the second episode.Therefore, he held down Qin Lian who was running up to him even more pretentiously, patted the little apprentice's head with one hand, and pinched his cuff with the other to wipe away the nonexistent sweat on the apprentice's forehead.

Jue Ming keenly felt the strangeness of this scene, but Jue Xin suddenly realized it.

It must be the well-behaved and sensible grandson who touched the cold heart of the apprentice, so when facing the disciple, his temperament changed a little.

Jue Xin didn't think deeply, and immediately found a reason to convince himself, and cared for his disciples and grandchildren with straightforward and rough words without any grievances.

"Li Yue is fine, Master, please be at ease." Rong Jin was full of guilt in his heart, and he struggled to maintain a paralyzed face.He found that the NPC on the opposite side was the most suitable for his facial paralysis.

Could it be...all the beautiful sword cultivators who are masters are designed as high-cold people?

No, this kind of person in the article he read is usually a beast with a human face and a heart.The high-cold personality seems to be another website's style.

"Although nothing happened, why did you stay in seclusion for half a month this time?" The doubts in Jue Ming's heart never diminished, he asked tentatively.Speaking of it, in the past, Li Yue would not retreat for more than seven days to heal his injuries, but he would go to Danfeng for treatment if his injuries were slightly serious, and Li Yue had never suffered from more serious injuries.

Jue Ming had a vague feeling that Li Yue's changes were related to this injury, and would be inseparable from what happened to Qing Yangzong in the future.

The feeling of great power during the Mahayana period cannot be pure nonsense. In the dark, what the Mahayana monks feel may be the truth, what really happened.Jue Ming simply spread out his palms and said with concern: "Quickly ask Master to feel your pulse and see what's wrong with you."

Fuck pills.

Rong Jin didn't dare to refuse, but still struggled and said: "Li Yue is fine, the suzerain doesn't need to worry about it."

"Li Yue." Jue Ming was helpless.

"Li Yue, stretch out your hand!" Jue Xin was very straightforward, and was about to pull her hand, but Rong Jin narrowly avoided it.

"It's really all right." After hesitating for a few seconds, Rong Jin finally sent his wrist to Jue Ming's hand.Jue Ming made a gesture and placed two fingers on Rong Jin's wrists, and the moment the skins of the two touched, the spiritual energy collided like a metal spear, like an electric shock.

From Jue Xin's point of view, it was Jue Ming who felt his apprentice's veins, his hands trembled for some unknown reason, after three breaths Jue Ming let go of his fingers and nodded with a smile.

"It's really fine."

Rong Jin's heart stopped.He was originally afraid that Jue Ming would find out that there was a difference in his soul, but then he wanted to find out the problem at the soul level, so that the other party was strong enough to get in touch with his own soul.He can control the formula by himself and naturally he can't find anything.Thinking about it again, since everyone thought he was seriously injured, they simply took the opportunity to blame him for the time travel.

The ghost knows that the old fox Jue Ming resisted without saying a word, without showing any signs.

If I had known it earlier, I would have let Jue Xin, who was so unstable no matter how I looked at it, feel this pulse!

"Sovereign Master, Master, Li Yue has something to say." Rong Jin immediately rallied and straightened his expression - although Li Yue's shell itself had no expression.

Jue Ming subconsciously waved his sleeves and arranged a barrier covering the entire Qingbo Hall. Jue Xin was dumbfounded when he saw it, and Rong Jin curled his lips inwardly.

"Qin Lian is still young, so he shouldn't focus on his appetite. From now on, he only needs to deliver food once every three days, so as to save him from focusing on things other than cultivation."

After hearing Rong Jin's words, Jue Ming realized that he had overreacted. He took a closer look at the wound on Qin Lian's face, and he immediately understood.

"This matter will be handled by me." After Jue Ming made his statement, he turned to Jue Xin, "Junior brother, there are still some matters that need to be discussed with you in the Lingyun sect's letter earlier, so let's stop bothering my nephew."

"Okay. Disciple, teach Xiao Lian well, and tell Master what is missing."

"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders."

Jue Xin left with Jue Ming in peace, Rong Jin sighed sadly at the scene similar to before coma.

Qin Lian raised his head and asked, "Master, why are you sighing?"

"Sigh for the inhumanity of the world."

"..."

Inexplicably, Rong Jin, who was pretending to be coercive, felt good about himself, but he didn't expect that the gate of Qingbo Palace hadn't been closed yet, and someone came to the door again.

Looking at the young monk who broke into the door without authorization and flew directly into the atrium, Rong Jin really wanted to ask if he was Sasa.The suzerain and his master appeared just as they left, it didn't look like a coincidence at all.

"Li Yue! You actually allow your disciples to commit murder and hurt my disciples?!"

"..." Rong Jin silently looked down at Qin Lian.He only thought that the little apprentice went to brush the outer sect novice village copy, but he didn't expect to brush the inner sect's low-level copy of grievances and hatred.

"Li Yue! This seat is talking to you!"

Do you hear how loud it is?

Listening to the other party's tone, Rong Jin didn't want to look up even more.He really wasn't sure about the script, what attitude and sentence pattern should he answer according to the original owner's personality?

After all, he didn't even know who the other party was.

"Okay! Very good! Li Yue, I, Li Chen, are at odds with you! Shu Mingfeng will never have any contact with you, Lingba Peak!" Seeing that Rong Jin had been ignoring him all the time, Li Chen was trembling with anger, and followed Rong Jin's gaze When it fell on Qin Lian's body, he became even more angry at the moment, his head fluttered his sleeves and sent out a burst of spiritual energy that hit Qin Lian's chest.

Even the most primitive spiritual flow from an early Jindan monk's attack was enough to take Qin Lian's life away.As a matter of course, Qin Lian was blown away by this spiritual energy, hit the courtyard wall and fell to the ground.

Rong Jin's eyes suddenly turned cold.Anger boiled in his heart.

Is this the legend that "the young ones grow old"?