[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

A few days passed in a flash, and tomorrow was the day of the year-end assessment. Qin Jing, who was not enterprising in the past, also knew that the matter was imminent and imminent, so he began to sharpen his spear before the battle. It requires two passes, the literary test and the military test.In the past half a month, she didn't even read a book.

So I could only lie on the desk and sigh for a while.

"Come here." Ziyin raised his sleeves and waved to her.

Qin Jing threw the book away casually, and walked over briskly, only to see Ziyin in her wind pool, Baihui pressed, two streams of hot air poured in from these two acupoints, in an instant, the spiritual power everywhere was blocked, It made Qin Jing unable to use it freely.

"Why did you seal my spiritual power?" Qin Jing said angrily.

Ziyin glanced at her meaningfully and said indifferently: "It's unfair to compare your spiritual power with other disciples."

Just when Qin Jing couldn't figure out his behavior, Ziyin said again: "Tomorrow we need to change another sword."

Without the spiritual power and the Qingjing sword, it is conceivable that this assessment will be extremely bad.

"But what if you lose miserably in the sword competition?" Qin Jing was naturally very reluctant. There are many masters in Tianyong City, and all the previous three years of practice have been wiped out. Now, he only learned this sword technique in just half a month. It's just a move, and it is undoubtedly at the bottom compared with them.

"It's just an assessment, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just try your best." Zi Yin seemed to see her worries, and comforted her from the side.

In fact, his intention was not to test, but to let her practice swords, and her spiritual power recovered by [-]% to [-]%. Even if she couldn't win the moves with other disciples, this spiritual power was enough to frighten them.

Qin Jing secretly glanced at him, and has been looking at him for the past few days with an unnatural expression, and every time he mentions it, he seems to be fine.After a long time, she felt that she was being paranoid, thinking that she was terminally ill and hopeless. In the past, when she wanted to get pregnant with a baby, she just wanted peace of mind.

Because in some matters, Ziyin seemed too indifferent, although sometimes he said something that moved Qin Jing, but he never said a word, I like you, I love you, etc. to express his heart , And above these things, women are often pursuing such seemingly superficial things, the simplest sweet words without any embellishments.

"Then Master must know the test questions of tomorrow's Taoism assessment?" Qin Jing asked him very sincerely about the test questions of tomorrow's assessment. Thinking about it, the swordsmanship comparison is undoubtedly a miserable failure, so it has to be pulled back on the Taoism assessment. face.

It's just that Ziyin never asks about these trivial matters, so how could he know about this test question, and even if he knew, he would definitely not tell her according to his temperament.

"Hey, how did you finish reading this night?" Just as Qin Jing was complaining to a pile of books, Zi Yin pointed to a book of "Enlightenment of Dao" and said: "Then this is enough."

Qin Jing found the book out of the book with a look of joy, flipped through the pages, and when he saw the subtleties, he still picked up the pen and drew notes on the book seriously, it's pitiful Zi This is the only copy that Yin has worked so hard to find.

Qin Jing rested his chin in his hand, but still held the pen in his hand. The ink stained on the pen dripped on the book, and a large area of ​​ink was smudged. Moving down bit by bit, it didn't take a moment for the entire forehead to be pillowed in the ink stain.

There was the sound of the pen falling, Ziyin put down the book in his hand, looked at her and called: "Xiaojing."

When Qin Jing heard someone calling her, she shook her head in a half-dream and half-awake, put her hand on her chin, and said in a daze, "Don't make noise, I'll read a book." Then he read aloud: "Tao is one, and getting one is Dao, missing one is not Dao, Dao... Dao can't read the words clearly."

Staring at the large area smeared with ink, the handwriting was already blurred. Qin Jing stared at the words for a long time but failed to make out what the words were. Drowsiness struck again. Went to a deep sleep.

Zi Yin couldn't hide her smile, pulled out her sleeve and flicked lightly on her forehead, the ink stain was wiped off, revealing her fair face.

Every time she was asked to read these books, it was no surprise that she always fell asleep like this.

After a while, the smile on Zi Yin's face disappeared, replaced by a sad face, this is the first time he had such thoughts.Ever since he had her, he began to be attached to the world. He didn't care about life and death before, just because he didn't worry about it, but tomorrow...

"I'm leaving for a while as a teacher, do you have to wait for me to come back?" Zi Yin pressed her shoulders and straightened her body.

Qin Jing nodded sleepily casually, then fell on Ziyin's shoulder and continued to sleep.

The next morning.

Qin Jing changed into the Taoist robes of Tianyong City disciples, still holding breakfast and two steamed buns in his hand, rushed out the door in a hurry.

"Hold the sword well." Zi Yin walked out of the house, holding a very ordinary sword.

"Oh." Qin Jing bit the steamed bun with a bulging face, he had no spare hands to hold the sword.

Waiting for Qin Jing to finish eating a steamed bun and freeing her hand, Zi Yin put the sword into her hand. Looking at her untied clothes, she was very displeased, so she stretched out her hand to straighten her, and reminded her Said: "When comparing swords, just treat it as a rivalry between the same sects. Do everything up to the point, and don't be competitive. A child's heart."

Qin Jing chewed on the steamed buns, nodded and said, "You have sealed my spiritual power, I still have self-knowledge, I will definitely not go all out, everything is important to save my life."

Zi Yin's hands froze, and she pulled her hands away from her clothes, and said helplessly: "Well, it's good to think that way." It doesn't matter if she can continue to be a disciple of Tianyong City, but she is so frank that he doesn't know what to say.

After walking a few steps away, Qin Jing glanced at the scripture storehouse from the corner of her eye. According to her intuition, several female disciples must be crowded there and whispering.

Yingying smiled and turned around: "Master, come here."

Zi Yin who just wanted to enter the room was very puzzled what she was going to do, stepped forward and said: "What are you going to do?"

"Come here and hug me." Qin Jing began to smile shamelessly again.

Naturally, Zi Yin would not talk to her, turned around and wanted to leave.

"If you don't hug me, then I will definitely be in a bad mood today, and I won't be able to perform well by then, hey, whatever." Qin Jing was slightly disappointed, and walked slowly forward step by step.

After walking ten steps, she felt someone hugging her waist behind her, and the familiar faint fragrance came from behind her, not strong, but peaceful.

"When fighting swords, don't get hurt." Zi Yin said calmly.

"Okay." Qin Jing was very happy, he seldom took the initiative to hug him, but this time, she always felt that something was wrong, and turned around, only to see his brows frowned slightly, but his expression returned to normal after a while.

Is it an illusion?

Qin Jing took a few steps back, waved his hands and said, "I learned a new piano piece from Qing Yuan, and I'll play it for you to listen to when I come back."

Zi Yin nodded, "Walk well."

"Understood." Qin Jing turned around and walked away contentedly.

He also took a look at the Sutra Treasury, and sure enough there were a few female disciples peeking at the window, Qin Jing glared at them, and naturally these female disciples all dispersed.

But at this moment, Hongyu came from the side and said respectfully: "Master, if you don't tell her, it will definitely end badly according to her temperament."

Ziyin stood with her hands behind her back, her chills gradually rising, but she raised the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with nostalgia: "No, she is much more sensible than I imagined. You have followed her these days, if you ask me, Definitely don't tell her."

"Yes, master." Hongyu replied, inadvertently saw Ziyin's subtle and imperceptible smile.

Sure enough, only she can make Zi Yin's ice that has not changed for a hundred years show a different emotion.

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