Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

It has to be said that this is a notebook with a very scientific spirit.Some pages also set up simple runes, which need to be cracked before they can be opened.Among them, mainly in chronological order, it records the process and analysis of Xianzun Falling Moon's research on the blood of his apprentices. From time to time, there are hypotheses, verifications, and overthrows.

Lu Tingqin sat slumped on the armchair, she wanted to retreat when she saw the blood on it, and she missed the comforting feeling of furry in her palm.

He braced himself and opened his notes.

In the notes, use the perspective of the Falling Moon Immortal to briefly memorize the content, and be able to infer the cause, effect and process of the research.

Roughly speaking, the Falling Moon Immortal found Chongshuang in the alley, saw his strength and hidden dangers that were different from ordinary people, and brought him into the mountain gate.After observation, I judged that this is a human-dragon hybrid who has not yet awakened, so I decided not to teach him anything for the time being, but to study how to keep him alive.

Later, Chongshuang learned the Guiyuan Jue from Shouzuo.Immortal Venerable Falling Moon discovered that under the stimulation of Guiyuan Jue, the power belonging to the dragon clan condensed under the ribs of Heavy Frost.The young dragon takes shape and must be guided by Jackie Chan.Without the guidance of the elders, the human-dragon hybrid would be torn apart and devoured by this force before transforming into form.

The situation was urgent, and the Immortal Venerable Falling Moon decided to let Chongshuang form a solid human body first, and then carry the power of the dragon.When the dragon qi condensed, he took heavy cream blood, which caused Guiyuan Jue to weaken and the dragon qi to take shape, and then injected his own aura to guide the dragon qi to lie dormant quietly.One lead and one pressure keep the balance between the two and increase profits together.

In order to confirm the progress, he would occasionally use unconventional means, such as whipping or needles, to judge the degree of dragon power accumulation through the hardness of the skin and the ability of wound regeneration.And on the eve of the foundation building of Chongshuanggui Yuanjue, after careful consideration, he dug out the dragon core born under his ribs.One is to prevent disturbing the foundation building, and the other is to temper the dragon core outside the body. After the Chongshuang Immortal Dao has achieved a small success, the dragon core will be handed over to the reliable dragon clan to guide the Chongshuang to transform into form.

"..." Lu Tingqin covered her face with her hands.

Is Falling Moon Immortal Venerable really him?If you don't want to deal with people, it can't be so simple.

In a certain year in it, I even remembered, "Just questioning, mouth boiling and eyes red, dragon aura...to suppress." One day, Chongshuang questioned him loudly, emotionally, dragon aura was turbulent, and the falling moon fairy used several methods to suppress him. Enter aura and suppress it.

Immortal Venerable Falling Moon obviously did not explain a series of causes and consequences to Chongshuang, and took action directly.Chongshuang was about to break up with him, and he was still concerned about how to guide the dragon energy.

Lu Tingqin knocked her head on the table.

It is not difficult to understand Chongshuang's mood with some brain supplements and empathy.

From Chongshuang's perspective, this is a bleak story.

As soon as he started, he was neglected by his master, looking for some rough work every day, hoping to meet with his master and begging him to preach.After trying all kinds of things, he was disheartened, and finally learned the Dao of Guiyuan in the small stove opened in the first seat, and got the first summon from the master.Looking forward to the past, what greeted him was a cold table and sharp instruments.

Master drew his blood carefully and slowly with a sharp weapon.He was weak, his strength was drained, and then there was a burst of severe pain, as if something hot was generated in his body and wreaked havoc.He fainted, and opened his eyes again, only to find that there was still a bone-cold desktop and a depressing, dark room.

Since then, Master's regular call has become his nightmare.It was always the indifferent and silent blood pumping, and the pain became more and more intense.Sometimes he would twitch and wake up again, and the experiment continued.He struggled to question, wanted to escape, but never got any response.He began to hate, and in the intensified torment, in the whipping and bone digging, engraved an indelible hatred.

Then he survived this catastrophe, successfully transformed into a form, reached the peak of Longsheng, and completely blackened.

The perfect Long Aotian masochistic protagonist.

Lu Tingqin remembered how Chongshuang knelt on the ground when she was thinking of the pavilion.

At that time, there was a powerful black-gold power, born in the shape of a vortex in the ribs of the heavy frost, vaguely in the shape of a dragon, wishing to destroy everything it passed.This is what Immortal Venerable Falling Moon has been trying to suppress and guide.

This power is domineering and strong, and it has not weakened even after digging out the dragon core.If left alone, Chongshuang will definitely not live to be an adult if carried by a human body.

Lu Tingqin pressed the notes to the bottom of the small frame, feeling uneasy.

...He was leading in a hurry before, and he was doing it completely according to his intuition. Is it considered a success?

If it is not successful, will it recur at any time in these two days?Big brother relapsed, can they find the crux?

He can't follow Chongshuang 24 hours a day, as a firetruck.To keep an eye on the young man's life, he still has to be called to the side regularly...to take blood pressure control.

Take blood.

Thinking of this, Lu Tingqin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly found a storybook.He quickly flipped through the pages, the pictures and words on them couldn't get into his eyes at all, his mind was in a thousand turns, always thinking about the situation of heavy frost.

Maybe it's because the detailed analysis and verification in that notebook is really too serious.

When he got this notebook, it was as if he got a will to live on.Like a stone with sharp corners, it is silently pierced in the heart, and it is difficult to ignore it all the time.

Lu Tingqin casually flipped through a few pages and stood up abruptly.

Li San was holding the medicine bowl and was about to enter the door when he collided with Lu Tingqin who was eager to go out.Behind him, a black cat with golden eyes walked in catwalks, gracefully rushed in, as if it was the first time it saw Lu Tingqin today, it jumped on it affectionately.

"Mia~"

Li San blocked Lu Tingqin's pace, and put the medicine bowl in his hand meaningfully.

"Junior brother, you need it for two days. Then every other week."

The black cat rubbed against Lu San, as if to express its approval, and wrapped around Lu Tingqin's calf, with its paw pads on Lu Tingqin's feet.

Li San squatted down, scratched the cat, and said to Lu Qinqin, "Cat, I'm back this morning. Do you want to play with it?"

Lu Tingqin: "?"

It's not that it's my cat, but it's my brother's cat.Confirmed, it is a scheming meow who recognizes the owner everywhere.

Lu Tingqin picked up the cat and rubbed the cat's face. "Brother, I'm going out for a while, I won't be staying tonight."

Li San thought for a while, then reluctantly said, "Okay, but, avoid using spiritual power. Next week, follow up."

"En." Lu Tingqin responded in a low voice, thinking that Chongshuang's series of troubles must use spiritual power, the little cat's paw in her heart scratched apologetically.He drank the medicine, said goodbye, and rushed to Taichu Peak.

It was already afternoon, and there was still light left.When he arrived, it happened that the bell rang and the lecture was over.In twos and threes, the disciples climbed down the steps and returned to the rest of the peaks.Lu Tingqin waited patiently for a while, and climbed up the steps when there was no one there.

Ye Wanggui and Ji He were arguing halfway up the mountain.It was a quarrel, but it seemed that it was Ji He's unilateral output of firepower. Ye Wanggui lost his usual suave and unrestrained appearance, his shoulders were slumped, and he would say something from time to time.

Seeing Lu Tingqin, Ji He was pleasantly surprised at first, and then showed displeasure. He jumped down the steps in three steps and grabbed Lu Tingqin's arm.

"Xiao Wu! I didn't ask you to use the sound transmission talisman. It's so tall. Why do you go all the way?"

Lu Tingqin searched for the sound transmission symbols in his mind, then tilted his head.

Ji He could tell what he was thinking by looking at his expression.

"You simply forgot about this thing, didn't you? I said that I called you so many times and there was no response, and I don't know where I threw it..." He muttered, and suddenly raised his voice, "Ye Wanggui, put Find out the sound transmission talisman and wipe the traces for him!"

Ye Wanggui was named, and quickly found a rectangular jade tablet the size of a fingernail from the Qiankun bag with blue patterns on a white background. He wiped it with his hand, not daring to take a shortcut to listen to the piano, and reached out to Ji He on the spot.

"You guys are really stupid." Ji He grabbed the mini jade token.

"Will it work? Master made the sound transmission for thousands of miles, and each of us has one." Ji He wore a red string and tied the mini jade plaque on Lu Tingqin's wrist, like a small pendant. "You use Ye Wanggui's first, he still has a spare."

Lu Tingqin touched the pendant.

Since he inherited the knowledge in his head, he understood the runes engraved on each side of the pendant at a glance.It is not complicated, it is a one-way directional communication device.As long as you have a general direction in your heart, you can locate other pendants at that position and send messages.

Seeing that Lu Tingqin did not refuse, Ji He's expression softened. "Okay, what's the matter here?"

"I'm here to find Chongshuang."

"Why are you looking for him!" Since the previous few times, Ji He has had a severe stress reaction, and he will explode when he hears this name.

Lu Tingqin took a step back silently, and brazenly dragged on, "Brother...you promise to leave it alone."

Ji He was fooled by his hand again, his eyes shifted, and he couldn't look directly at Lu Tingqin for a while, a faint red color appeared on his face.

When Ye Wanggui saw his younger brother speaking soft words for the first time, his heart was full of sourness, he stomped his feet, and ran up.

"Little Wu..." He just called out, seeing Lu Tingqin's unwillingness to listen, he immediately changed his words, "Fifth, Fifth Junior Brother. Chongshuang, he is currently staying in a single room in the disciple's house. The road on the mountainside Go straight, take the main road at the fork."

"Ye Wanggui, you dogleg!" Ji He couldn't keep his eyes on the road and listen to the piano for the time being, but he dared to reprimand the elder brother face to face. "The next time I see Bai Xiaosheng, I will tell him the true face of Mingxuanjian."

Ye Wanggui pursed his lips, his left ear went in and his right ear went out.

After the two juniors took turns telling him about Chongshuang's situation and the reasons for Lu Tingqin's work, although he felt that the method could be softer, he admitted that he had made mistakes twice, and looked at Lu Tingqin full of guilt.If he could win the favor of Fifth Junior Brother, he would like to use Mingxuanjian to perform the performance of peeling rabbit apples on the spot.

"Then, Senior Brother Ji, I'm leaving." Lu Tingqin hurried up the road extending into the mountainside.

It's all about understanding, he looked at Ye Wanggui, still feeling a little palpitated, so he pretended to be dead.

There are green bamboos everywhere on Taichu Peak, which is lush and lush.The golden red sunset sprinkled in the green bamboo forest, and the disciples' loud laughter could be faintly heard.Lu Tingqin stopped, hesitating and unable to move forward.

He wanted to find Chongshuang, but he didn't want to bump into other disciples he didn't know.I dawdled on the road and turned around twice, before I knew it, I walked onto the small road at the fork.

After walking slowly for a while, he held his breath when he saw the scene at the end of the road.

At the end of the winding path is a cold pool surrounded by green bamboos and backed by steep rocks.A few tall weeping willows grow by the pool, blocking the sunset light and making the atmosphere gloomy and cold.

By the pool, a young man in a sky-blue robe was half-kneeling on the ground, wiping his saber.His fingers had been soaked white by the pool water, as if he couldn't feel the cold, he wiped the blade very carefully from the blade to the hilt.

Lu Tingqin saw who it was at a glance, and the courage accumulated by the young man disappeared little by little.

He tried to speak, his throat stiffened with tension.The wandering soul of Immortal Venerable Falling Moon is gone, but the remaining emotions seem to be still engraved on his body.

The young man raised his head, his dark and deep eyes trembled for a moment, his lips mumbled to the figure listening to the piano on the road, and he wanted to say something, but then gave up.

The smooth surface of the sword reflected his eyebrows and eyes. The young man looked at himself in the sword, closed his eyes slightly, and forcibly calmed down.

"Master?"