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

Lu Tingqin frowned, staggered, and fell towards Chongshuang.

As he fell, the light blue spiritual rope that bound the heavy frost dissipated into particles, emitting the last gleam like a firefly, fluttering and swaying, illuminating the branches and leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Chongshuang stretched out his arms subconsciously, and his hot body fell on his arms. His arms sank, and he realized that his whole body seemed to be reorganized, sore and tired.

"Lu Tingqin..." Chongshuang wanted to test the temperature of his forehead, but he straightened the back of his hand, not daring to touch it.I can only call out in succession: "Master, Master..."

Lu Tingqin quickly regained consciousness, left Chongshuang quickly, and leaned against the osmanthus tree with her body weak.He kept rubbing his temples with the tips of his nails, feeling the black fog in front of his eyes, and the stinging pain on his forehead like needles.

"So, do you understand? Just now, you were unsteady and your dragon spirit was rising."

Lu Tingqin ignored the discomfort on her body and said something, which made her dizzy even more.Leaning on the tree and spinning around, my spleen and stomach felt nauseated.

"If you leave it alone, with your current small body, this breath will tear you apart."

Chongshuang's palms were wet with sweat, and his hair was disheveled.

"...Master, why don't we take a break first?"

Lu Tingqin said coldly. "Listen to me."

Chongshuang arranged her appearance indiscriminately, calmed down, and felt the movement of spiritual power in her body.

Inner vision is an essential lesson in spiritual practice, observe yourself and realize it all the time.Individuals are different, and what they can feel is also different.

The disciples who go out and out of the gate often see a pitch black, and sometimes there are blurred light clusters.After seeing the spiritual light, according to different talents, one can gradually distinguish the spiritual flow.A successful immortal can not only see through himself, but also observe and interfere with others, which becomes a strategy for defeating the enemy.

In the Xuanqing Sect, the most powerful fighters are Mingxuanjian Ye Wanggui and Feiyunfeng Jihe.A man who eradicates rape and eliminates evil has a reputation all over the world.A talented person who drives away the clouds and clears the fog.The second is Tao Wanying, the bell fairy who is away all the year round, listening to the piano on the Zhuiyue Peak Road behind closed doors.

Falling Moon Immortal Venerable does not show any skill, and hides from the world all the year round.But in Zhuxianmen, there is a saying. "The osmanthus fragrans are in panic and the fog is cold, and there is no way to get close to Xuanqing and the falling moon." He is famous for his "watching skills". There are rumors that everything and the meridians of the world are fully displayed in his eyes.

You stand in front of him, the gong you have cultivated, the trajectory of your inner movement.The advantages, or the flaws of one-hit kills, are fully exposed.

Chongshuang looked around and saw the spiritual flow of Guiyuan Jue, like a stream shining in the dark, repeating itself.He observed repeatedly, but didn't notice anything unusual, as if the tearing pain just now was a dream.

He looked at Lu Tingqin hesitantly.Reason reminds me of the nightmarish nights of the past, suppressing the panic surging in my chest.

"So when I thought about the pavilion, it was Master who helped me?"

Lu Tingqin slowed down for a while, and the dizziness increased rather than weakened.He didn't bring Ji He's cloak with him when he went out, nor did he take his original black crane cloak. He was wearing a thin moon-white robe. At this time, the night wind was blowing cold.

"Yes." He simply replied, and after a long pause, he added, "It was in the past, and it will be in the future."

Chongshuang's vague response was noncommittal.

Lu Tingqin didn't have time to deal with Chongshuang, so she braced herself and walked slowly towards the gate of the courtyard.The cold wind in late autumn made him shiver uncontrollably.The cold sweat is sticky, but the breath is hot and hot.If you stay outside again, you may really faint.

Chongshuang's face was gloomy, and he followed step by step, hesitating with both arms, holding them in the air, to prevent Lu Tingqin from falling down again.

On the bluestone road leading to the bedroom in the main house, Lu Tingqin walked very slowly and stopped several times.

Whenever he stopped, Chongshuang would wait beside him.After Lu Tingqin opened his eyes and continued to walk, he walked behind again.

After entering the room, removing the shoes, and sitting on the couch, both of them were sweating.

Chongshuang found the cloth towel on the washing shelf, and looked at the simple furnishings in the room.He knew that Lu Tingqin's courtyard was very simple, but he had never entered the inner room.At this time, seeing that the bed was old, the quilt was thin, and there were no necessary items, he frowned slightly.

"Your dragon breath..." Lu Tingqin took a breath as soon as he sat down firmly, as if continuing the previous topic.

"Master, why don't you take a rest today, I'll go and see Uncle Li." Chongshuang didn't want to listen any more, interrupted.

Lu Tingqin leaned on the couch, much more comfortable than in the mountains.He gathered up a little strength, and there was a layer of heat in his eyes.Facing the direction of Chongshuang, Persistence explained:

"...not just when your mind is shaken or your emotions are agitated, it will come out and oppress your body. The deeper your cultivation base is, the dragon energy is restrained and hovers under your ribs. Over time...cough cough..."

Chongshuang half-kneeled before the collapse, cleaned the cloth towel with Fajue, warmed it properly, put it in his hands, with the palms of both hands facing up, in a place that Lu Tingqin could reach with a single movement of his fingers.

He endured again and again, persuading.

"Master, wipe off your sweat. The disciple knows."

Lu Tingqin didn't take the cloth towel, his heart began to ache, and he couldn't see clearly.Chongshuang's voice drifted into his ears, and it was far and near, obviously not listening to him seriously.

"Chongshuang, don't be perfunctory." Lu Tingqin said sternly.

"What I want to emphasize to you now is also related to this. Dragon energy is born in your ribs. If you don't elicit comfort from time to time, you will suddenly be restrained like just now at any time, and your life is in danger. In the past, I acted too much. You misunderstood. It's also because of... ahem..."

Chongshuang clenched the cloth towel tightly, her eyes were gloomy, and when she heard Lu Tingqin's cough, she suddenly woke up, smoothed the cloth towel again, and placed it next to Lu Tingqin's hand.

"do not talk."

With a low voice, he clenched his fingers tightly to suppress the marks cut by the sharp sword in his palm.

Lu Tingqin was breathless.

"You do not believe?"

Chongshuang lowered his head, staring at a small section of ground before the collapse, not looking at Lu Tingqin's face.

"The disciple is ignorant, not good at cultivation, and has lost his temper. Master helped me to calm down, and I am grateful. But what Master said, I... can't believe it, I can't believe it."

Lu Tingqin's head hurt even more, and the pain in his heart amplified louder and louder with the beating of the heart, and the master's jade tablet on his chest gave off a cold light.

"Deceive yourself, do you have to wait until the day you grow horns and a tail before you can admit it?"

Chongshuang's face turned pale. "What do I admit?"

"Stupid..." Lu Tingqin took a deep breath, the black mist billowed in front of his eyes with anger, his vision was dizzy, and it was difficult to distinguish the human form.

He closed his eyes and leaned against his chest. "One leaf blinds the eyes and is stubborn."

Heavy Frost couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master said these things...Xuanqing sect eradicates evil spirits, and the world praises it. The real person Xuanqing became famous by slaying dragons, and guarding peace in all directions. I live in Changning Town, and thanks to master's persistence, I was able to enter the mountain gate because of my vulgar body. Then I was the first to teach , practiced Taoism..."

His body trembled slightly, and he raised his voice. "As a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, I have the will to slay dragons and eliminate demons. How can I be a dragon or a demon?"

Lu Tingqin rubbed her head, thinking of heavy frost.

"Are you afraid that your life experience will be exposed, you will be kicked out, or you will be killed?"

He didn't know the attitude of humans in this world towards the monster race, but since the senior brothers knew that Chongshuang was a half-human-dragon hybrid, and they didn't yell for beating and killing, it meant that the problem was not serious.At least it's not life and death, blood and fire.

"Master has unparalleled eyesight and is the best in the sect. What Master says is what he says, and what he says is what he says. No one can refute it." Chongshuang said bluntly.

"You bastard..." Lu Tingqin heard Chongshuang's overtones and felt chills all over his body, so he could not help but lean to the side, trying to grab the quilt.

There is no one to look after the mountain dwelling, and the bedding is cold to the touch.He gave up the quilt, tightened his clothes, and leaned back wearily.

"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't be ambiguous. Do you think I will slander you and charge you?"

"Master believes that I have experienced abnormalities—yes, I have seen them."

Chongshuang's chest rose and fell, he paused repeatedly, and said slowly.

"Vigor, resilience, and so on——but these abnormalities, every time before and after Master asked me to experiment. Even the so-called dragon energy that Master said...except for the Siguo Pavilion last time and this time. It's all yours. It happened on the table in the side room. How can you say... it has nothing to do with this experiment?"

As he spoke, his tone was difficult to stabilize, and his tail was broken.

"If the disciple is indeed a monster, the master has a difficult heart. It has been seven years...a full seven years, why did the master not say it at any time during the seven years, but now?"

"You!" Lu Tingqin panicked, her heart ached.

"You want to insist on this truth. I have been harming you for seven years?"

"How is it possible." Chongshuang's voice was hoarse. "I am waiting every day... every day, every night, waiting for Master to give me a reason..."

"When my blood was drawn again and again, you didn't. When I asked, questioned, and struggled more than once, you didn't. When I begged, begged, knelt on the ground, begging you to give me an answer, you didn't. Master, you are a fairy in the sky, and I am a grass in the mud. But the grass is also..."

Will hurt, will die.

Chongshuang retracted her upright legs, changed from half kneeling to kneeling, and touched her forehead to the ground.

Lu Tingqin closed his eyes, enduring the dizziness and short-term pain in his heart.Hearing Chongshuang's voice fade away, he took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Chongshuang, you are too obsessed. No matter what I say, it won't work... Now, let me ask for the last time, will you listen to what I said, or not?"

Arms overlapped with floor tiles, in the dim and chaotic darkness, Chongshuang took short breaths, buried his head and never raised his head.

His panic has subsided, only blood and tears are left.

Nausea welled up in Lu Tingqin's chest, and the depression intensified.He wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything consciously.I read the numbers silently in my heart, but halfway through the reading, there was no response.

He took off his strength and said softly:

"you go"

It collapsed, and there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

"Go." Lu Tingqin said again.He intends to be stricter, but at this moment he is extremely tired and has a high fever, and the words he speaks seem weak.

"Today... no, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... You can think about it yourself. I have already given you the reason. If you don't believe me, just ask for proof."

The room was silent, and there was no more sound.

Maybe there was, but Lu Tingqin's consciousness was dull, and his perception was blurred for a few moments, and he didn't notice anything.He leaned against the cold wall, trying to fall asleep like this.The depression in the heart lifted people from the fall time and time again.

His mind was in a mess, and he was running a strange path in a high fever.

After a while, I thought of Chongshuang's pitiful look with tears in his eyes.I will repeat the accusation made by Zhongshuang later.There are some cats and rabbits in the middle, and the valley surrounded by trees and seas, Senior Brother Ji is arguing.After a while, the area around the blood-stained book returned to Chongshuang.

Heavy frost... heavy frost.

Lu Tingqin opened her eyes in boredom.He couldn't sleep, and the more he thought about it, the more he woke up.

The moonlight in the house is cold, the door is ajar, and there is no heavy frost.