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

A white paper boat sails through the sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Tingqin stopped talking to Chongshuang, and sat on the paper boat with his eyes closed.He closed his eyes, and after an unknown amount of time, his mind sank slowly and fell into a dream.

Why is it a dream again?Lu Tingqin blinked in confusion in her dream.He is not a dreamer, ever since he came to another world, he is always prone to dreaming, and every time he wakes up, it is as if he has not slept.

In this dream, there is a vast grassland, and the white clouds roll under the blue sky, just like the blue sky seen on the Moon Falling Peak.

Lu Tingqin found that "I" was riding on a shiny black steed, throwing out the whip from time to time, letting the steed gallop across the grassland.

"Drive!" Lu Tingqin saw that "myself" was holding the rein in his bony hands, and a white shirt with obsidian cufflinks was exposed from his wrist.

Obsidian cufflinks?This boring decoration is not my style... Who am I dreaming about?Lu Tingqin carefully looked at the cuffs of the white shirt.

In her previous life, Lu Tingqin didn't use any accessories except watches.What he wears the most is all kinds of plaid shirts, and every time he collides with his colleagues in the research institute, it is terrible.When he went out to participate in the conference, he had a few high-end pieces, and he chose how comfortable he was when traveling and at home.

"Master, be careful!" Suddenly, Lu Tingqin heard a shout from behind "myself".

This is the sound of heavy frost.Lu Tingqin fought with Chongshuang for several rounds, but he still couldn't be assured of the degree of darkening of Chongshuang, and was always worried about when Chongshuang would turn dark again.

When he heard the word master, his hairs stood on end subconsciously, and he wanted to look back.But he couldn't control his "own" body, and his consciousness shook out of his body while struggling.

Lu Tingqin's eyes widened in mid-air.

He saw the black horse making a sharp turn, and its front hooves touched a sunken land in the grassland.It was frightened, its front hooves raised high, and it neighed for a while.

Another white and more docile horse was driven by its master to catch up from behind.The owner of the white horse walked around the black horse and shouted something to the black horse.

The black horse's attention was distracted, and the forward momentum slowed down.The owner of the black horse seized the opportunity and continued to reassure the horse, and finally the horse calmed down.He rolled over, swayed, and sat on the lawn.

The owner of the white horse was shocked when he saw this, jumped off the horse and ran over, "Master, are you okay!"

This is Chongshuang, still the youthful state Lu Tingqin saw in her last dream, but more mature, with more peaceful brows and eyes.

His medium-length black hair had been grown long and tied loosely in the back of his head.Wearing a black and white riding attire, with mid-cut black boots, he looks heroic.

The owner of the black horse, the person called "Master", is a familiar yet unfamiliar appearance of Lu Tingqin.

His brows and eyes were indifferent, watching Chong Shuang approaching, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.Wearing a white shirt with cuff buttons, black breeches and leather boots, he was impatiently rubbing his hands worn out by the reins.

His face was more stable than what Lu Tingqin saw in his dream last time, and there were very faint fine lines at the end of his well-maintained eyes, showing the traces of time.

This is "myself" in my 40s, and heavy cream in my 30s!

Lu Tingqin's consciousness drifted upwards, and vaguely saw Chongshuang kneeling beside "myself" extremely nervously, and heard intermittent conversations.

"Master, let me see if it's okay. I've brought an emergency ointment... I'll change it later, I'll ride a dark horse."

"Did I allow you to come here, get out."

"Master, you should rest more. Now you have no spiritual power, and your body is not as good as before... The disciple should die! Don't talk, don't talk, can you sit on my coat for the honor of the master, the ground is wet."

"...Okay, stop. Let me talk about the agenda for the afternoon."

"Yes, Master! The opening ceremony this afternoon was originally scheduled to start at 02:30, and now we..."

Lu Tingqin's face was blurred by the young man's dog legs and humbleness. He felt that he had caught some clue, but he couldn't believe it.His consciousness was floating in the darkness in a daze, unwilling to wake up, and wanted to go back to the grassland to have a look.

The air seemed to flow again, Lu Tingqin felt the wind blowing over his cheeks, and heard the sound of birdsong and the looming noisy voices of people.He knew that he had returned to another world again, because Taoist Xuanqing's air-conditioning hood disappeared, and the paper boat fell to the ground.

Lu Tingqin sighed and opened his eyes.He was in a peach grove that had lost all its leaves, and Chongshuang, who looked like a teenager, stood quietly by the side of the boat and waited, pinching out his fingers to prevent passers-by from peeping.

Seeing that Lu Tingqin opened his eyes, Chongshuang immediately said: "Master, we are already on the outskirts of Lianzhou City. There are many people in the city. I am afraid that Master will not be used to it. You can take a rest."

"No need," Lu Tingqin consciously overslept, a little embarrassed, "give me the hat."

Chongshuang handed over the white gauze cap in preparation.

Lu Tingqin took the veiled hat and put it on, looking at Chongshuang's attitude, no matter how he looked at it, he felt similar to the young Chongshuang in his dream.He laughed, mocking himself for having been honored by the Falling Moon Immortal Venerable, and felt the caring service of "the love between master and apprentice" in another world.

The white paper boat sensed the change in weight, and automatically shrank after Lu Tingqin and Chongshuang got off the boat, turning into a ball of light and floating in front of Lu Tingqin, as if leading the way.

Lu Tingqin followed the light group and approached the first city he had seen in this world.

This is a city surrounded by mountains and the sea. The towering city walls seem to be made from a single rock, and densely packed giant runes are engraved on the walls.Behind the city wall, a hill-sized mountain can be seen. On the top of the mountain is a huge standing statue standing on a lotus throne, facing the direction of the sea.

The standing statue depicts an old man with long beards, his eyes are calm and wise, as if he has infinite power, which can deter dragons and calm tsunamis.The old man stretched out one hand in the shape of a flower, and a lifelike butterfly was carved on the fingertip.

"Chongshuang, have you seen the statue?" Lu Tingqin asked calmly.The pose of the statue made him feel very familiar.

"Master, this disciple is a little fuzzy... Ah, it's the patriarch, so the seven dragons that the patriarch killed here!" Chongshuang excitedly took a few steps forward, turned his head to listen to the piano, "wait a moment, master, I'm going to wait for the input guide."

Lu Tingqin: "...Go."

How old is Taoist Xuanqing? Wouldn't it be strange for him to maintain the appearance of a beautiful boy?

Chongshuang bowed to Lu Tingqin, with a pilgrimage mentality, jumping happily towards the city wall like a bird.After taking two steps, he remembered that he had to obey the rules in front of Lu Tingqin, and changed to a steady pace with equal distance between each step.

The city gate is divided into three gates. The main gate is the official road. If no dignitary travels, it will be closed all year round.The other two side doors are for traders and common people.The monk's registration office is above the city gate, and all cultivators entering the city must pass through the wall engraved with dense runes.

Lu Tingqin looked at the wall and Chongshuang's back, his face suddenly changed, and he spoke to Chongshuang secretly:

"Chongshuang, come back!"

Chongshuang stopped her pace, turned around and was about to walk towards Lu Tingqin.But one step too late, the foot he just stepped into the sensing range of the runes on the city wall, all the runes burst into bloody light instantly, and there was a short scream in the air.

"Monster!" The soldiers guarding the city raised their spears and quickly formed a small team.

Seeing the blood, the merchants and civilians queuing up to enter the city were in chaos, and the timid ones rode donkeys and ran out of the city.A doll in slit pants was playing with grasshoppers on the dirt road, and was held tightly by her mother.

There is a monster, where is it?Zhongshuang subconsciously drew out her sword, trying to block the common people.

He raised his head, and found that the blood was falling from the rune, falling on himself layer by layer.

The people looked at him in fear, and the soldiers raised their spears and approached him warily.

Heavy frost freezes in the middle of the road.His heart fell into the ice cellar, and he felt that the blood in his body stopped flowing at this moment, and the saber in his hand radiated endless chill.

He remembered that Lianzhou City was the first city of the human race to face the Dragon Palace. After the ancestor slayed the dragon, the city's defenses were strengthened, and runes were used to sense the demon cultivators hidden among the ascetics.It was him that these people were afraid of, and it was him that the soldiers wanted to kill.He was even wearing Xuanqingmen's disciple uniform, holding Xuanqingmen's saber——

When he took the sword, he vowed to kill evil spirits.Now according to the oath, he should swing the sword and insert it into his chest neatly.

But Master said... Master said he needs... I must...

Chongshuang's hand holding the saber was trembling, and he looked at the approaching spears of the soldiers.

This is a spear made of a special material, which can penetrate the body of the monster and prevent the blood from coagulating.After the Human Emperor's war, the defense of Lianzhou City was strengthened. The defenders here are not practicing Taoism, but they practice martial arts, and they are also capable of fighting against the army of low-level monsters.

"Stay away." A cold voice sounded.

Chongshuang turned around at a loss.The wind blew up the white gauze on Lu Tingqin's face, heavy frost hit Lu Tingqin's light eyes.

Lu Tingqin's eyes were barren and indifferent, and Chongshuang would no longer be worried by it.He knew that Lu Tingqin was analyzing the runes on the top of the city from a different perspective, and he saw the faint flashes of spiritual light at the cuffs of Lu Tingqin's robe under the cover.

"Master..." Chongshuang called out guiltily from the bottom of her heart.He didn't want Lu Tingqin to do it for himself. At this moment, he even wanted to take off the Xuanqing Sect's disciple uniform and separate himself from Lu Tingqin.

The Xuanqing sect is well-known in the world, and it has been established for a hundred years without a single scum.How can the master be with him, being pointed at by a spear in this bloody light?

The leading soldier captain gasped when he saw Lu Tingqin's face behind the white gauze.His mind was shaken, he almost couldn't hold the weapon, his eyes looked suspiciously at Chongshuang, who was wearing Xuanqingmen's uniform, and Lu Tingqin swept back and forth.

"Who are you, and what is your relationship with Xuanqingmen?"

Lu Tingqin simply took off the veil.

The noise of the common people froze for a moment, and the dolls on the side of the road saw Lu Tingqin's face, stopped crying, grinned and giggled, and their mother hurriedly covered their mouths.

"Is this the elder fairy?"

"Could it be a demon if it looks so good?"

"Bah! The old man has seen a lot of traveling, and Xihuang has a skin..."

Lu Tingqin put her hands behind her back.Taking advantage of the commotion of the people, he quickly used his spiritual power to forcibly decipher the runes on the city wall.He let the blood light keep flashing, falling on Chongshuang's body for a while, disappearing for a while, and finally fell silent, completely unlit.

The purpose of this group of runes is to identify demon cultivators and give warnings.Chongshuang is currently a half-demon, and has not yet transformed into a form, nor has he practiced demon techniques.Lu Tingqin judged that the movement was caused by the golden scale at Chongshuang's throat. After fine-tuning, the judgment of the rune was blurred, so that it could shield the golden scale's dragon energy and focus on Guiyuan Dao on Chongshuang's body.

It's not difficult to crack, or it's not difficult for Lu Tingqin.Lu Tingqin used this to evaluate the structure of the city defense runes, compared with his current level, and judged that under Taoist Xuanqing's realm, he should be regarded as a difficult opponent in terms of runes.

"The experience of my disciples is still inexperienced. After beheading the monster, the monster's aura has not been purified, and it has stirred up the blood. Forgive me." Lu Tingqin stood behind Chongshuang, her chin slightly raised. "Chongshuang, go to the top of the city again and give directions."

Lu Tingqin's hand rested steadily on the boy's trembling shoulders.

Chongshuang heard Lu Tingqin's clear voice, followed by a burst of spiritual power, which rang in his ears subtly and steadily. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."