Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

The weather at the end of July and the beginning of August is the most annoying. It is so hot that people have nowhere to hide.But in such a day, there are immortal cultivators who work tirelessly to hunt monsters in the forest.

"The villagers at the foot of the mountain said that there are always monsters appearing on this mountain these days, making people panic." The leader was a man in blue and white clothes, "Today, I will destroy this monster's den in Changwen!"

The four or five young disciples behind him also became excited, looking eager to try.

It is brave enough for Chang Wen to bring only four or five juniors and juniors to hunt monsters. If it is said that the Lingdong sect he belongs to is not a great sect, he dares to do so only because of the Chang family's mentorship in Shushan, and he is also an adult before he grows up. At that time, I received a congratulatory gift from the head of Shushan——Shujuan.

Shujuan is an ancient artifact, which is said to be feared by monsters.

I don't know if the 'supposedly' is true.This sword was offered by him in the past, but this time he brought it because he made up his mind to make the Lingdong School famous in one fell swoop.

"Let's go." Chang Wen put his hand on the Jujuan sword at his waist, trembling slightly.It was the trembling caused by excitement. Just by imagining it, he fell into a future where fame and fortune would be reaped, and he couldn't extricate himself.He shook his head and laughed.

The future of the Lingdong Sect is bright, and he is about to become a celebrity in the world of cultivating immortals!

After entering the interior of the demon clan seemingly smoothly, Jiang Junku led Wangti all the way to the deep courtyard.

"Where are you going?" Wang Ti touched her limp right hand as she walked, seeing it shake, she immediately became interested, and pushed it a few more times.

"My mother..." Jiang Junyu turned around and wanted to tell Wangti that he was here, but when he turned around, he saw him playing with his arm, "You really are..." He raised his forehead, why is this person always nervous? Act calmly?

Wang Ti raised her head and smiled lightly at him: "Ha, it's rare to be happy." Recently, there are too many troublesome things, and I don't know what expression to make all day long.Now it's rare to let go of everything outside, and suddenly I feel a lot more relaxed, and my mind is not so chaotic.

"Eh?" Jiang Junxi was taken aback for a moment, before realizing it after a while.Yes, now is his tense moment, and it has nothing to do with Wang Ti, not at all.

But, why do you always feel sad and sad?Is it because there is no one to help?No, there are many people who help him.Then, what is it for?

He looked at the smiling Wangti, turned his back suddenly, and spread out his fan.

Maybe it's because they can no longer fight side by side.He wants someone who can stand together, drink and chat and fight all the time.

When he met Wang Ti, he thought this person was Wang Ti.It's a pity, he thought too much.

"Go in, my mother will heal your right arm." Jiang Junqian, who suddenly felt that he could see clearly, became colder, and he no longer deliberately slowed down when walking.

Wang Ti didn't feel anything at all, she nodded her head, "Oh", and stepped into the courtyard faster.

It is not nonsense to say that Jiang Junku's mother can cure Wang Ti, and you can see it as soon as you enter the yard.

The small yard was divided into three parts, and the medicine field was made on the left, where various herbs were planted.Wang Ti took a quick glance, and there were only four or five kinds that she could recognize, such as neem for repelling insects, sumac for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, geranium for clearing away heat and detoxification, and so on.He is not very good at medicinal herbs, Shushan is only good at medicinal science, and there are only female disciples like Mu Zhi.

On the right side of the yard is the place where medicines are dried, and several maidservants are cooking.Seeing that Mr. Jiang was dry, he stopped what he was doing and saluted before continuing.

The middle of the yard is naturally used for walking.

The small courtyard seems to be the exclusive place for a medical practitioner.

"Jun Yu, you're back?" A woman's voice came from the closed door of the room, her voice was hoarse, like an elderly woman.

"I'm back... Mother." Jiang Junku clasped his fists, bent over, and bowed.

Wang Ti thought that he came here to ask someone to rule him, so he should be a little polite.So, following Jiang Junyu, he also bowed at ninety degrees, showing his sincerity.

The door opened with a 'squeak', and a rather young woman came out.The attire is simple, and the eyes that look at people seem to be filled with water, very gentle.

It's just that when she opened her mouth, it made people feel that this was a completely different person.

"It's not easy to come back alive." She smiled, her eyebrows like distant mountains were raised, as gentle as water.But the voice was very hoarse, making people frown for a long time after hearing it.

Jiang Junku smiled, but didn't answer.

"Did you bring a friend this time?" The woman fixed her eyes on Wang Ti, and was immediately attracted by his right arm, "Oh, the injured one?"

"This time, I'm afraid I will trouble my mother..." Jiang Junyu stepped forward and whispered something in the woman's ear.The woman's face changed again and again, and then she sighed.

"Come into the house." She shook her head, "Since you are Jun Yu's friend, you should help me out."

Wang Ti raised her foot and walked in. When she came to Jiang Junyu's side, she paused, and said softly: "If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best... Oh, it's not a favor. You owe me too much, You have done me no favors, you have to know."

Jiang Junyu was stunned for a moment, and didn't react in a trance until the door was closed.

He held his fan against his forehead, laughing so hard that his body was trembling.

Yeah, he really thinks too much.

It's because he was afraid of Wang Ti's embarrassment just now, so he deliberately whispered to his mother.

He said, "Mother, this is the person I want to share weal and woe with for the rest of my life, and I hope to save him."

The situation in Shushan is really not optimistic, the overall situation is still average, and the only one that is not optimistic is actually Hengjing.No matter how sad the other people were, the morning class that should be done was not missed, and the martial arts that should be practiced was not delayed.On the other hand, Heng Jing was in a trance in the morning class, and almost hurt his junior when he was practicing martial arts with others.

The murderous intent is too heavy.

The second master judged so, and then Heng Jing was invited to the ancestral hall.

He has been to the ancestral hall many times, but kneeling in the ancestral hall is only once, including this time only twice.The last time, he came to this ancestral hall to kneel for Wang Ti.This time, after a rough calculation, it was also for Wang Ti.

Wang Ti is different from him, kneeling in the ancestral hall is almost becoming Wang Ti's exclusive property.

He knelt on the futon that Wang Ti often knelt on, it was neither warm nor cold, the kind that was so cold to the bone.

Many things are reacted in a trance after losing them.Heng Jing felt that he was in such a situation now.When Wang Ti was by his side in the past, he didn't feel anything.Now that Wang Ti is gone, she really feels lost.

He felt a little hopeless, not knowing what he was doing right now.

In the past, when Wangti got into trouble and knelt in the ancestral hall, he would give him some food and drink; in the past, when Wangti practiced martial arts, he would accompany him to compete with him... There were too many things in the past, and he seemed to always revolve around Wangti, or, It was Wang Ti who circled around him.

Without Wang Ti, it seems that there is no life...

That's how it feels.

he thinks.

"Brother?" The door was gently pushed open, and it was Mu Zhi.She was still holding a hot steamed bun in her hand, with a cautious look on her face.

"Brother, I know you are sad, but you have to know, you are not the only one who is sad..." Mu Zhi put the steamed buns in Heng Jing's hands, "The whole Shu Mountain is very sad."

"Then... so what?" Heng Jing sighed and squeezed the steamed bun in his hand, "Everyone is sad, so what?"

Mu Zhi was taken aback, and clenched his lower lip until blood flowed out.

She knew that Hengjing and Wangti had always had a good relationship, but who did Wangti have a bad relationship with up and down the Shu Mountain?

"Senior Brother..." Mu Zhi called softly, with a soft voice, but she pulled out her sword and stabbed Heng Jing's shoulder with a sword, "Senior Brother, did it make you hurt and bruise you? If you die, you will feel better, huh?!"

"!" Heng Jing was taken aback, and wanted to hold the sword, but the sword was pulled away.

"But, senior brother... Up and down Mount Shu, they don't want to lose another senior brother they respect and love!"

I don't want to...lose again.