All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

After getting the Buried Spring Sword, the next thing Jing Zhou has to do is to remove the blood tuberculosis Gu from the young man's body. As for how to do it, the system did not give a specific answer.

Fortunately, his new third disciple, Gu Chengwang, has profound knowledge: "Blood tuberculosis Gu insects are divided into male and female. The male Gu insect is highly poisonous, and the female Gu insect is its antidote. After mating, the male and female Gu will lose their effectiveness. If you get infected by the male Gu insect Poison can only be cured by swallowing female insects. As far as I know, blood tuberculosis Gu insects have almost disappeared since the ghost domain was sealed by an enchantment. Only the southern border may still have female Gu insects. You can try your luck."

After a pause, he continued: "But even if you find a female Gu worm, it's not easy to completely cure the Gu poison."

As he said that, his face was slightly gloomy, with a worried look.

Jing Zhou found that his three apprentices were always sullen, unable to be happy, as if there was nothing in the world worthy of his joy.

"How to say?"

"The method of swallowing female gu to detoxify is to fight poison with poison, and the process is slow. It is said...the host must endure unimaginable pain for ordinary people. With Mr. Yu's current situation, I am afraid..."

"The pain, just endure it." The boy's tone was light, as if he wasn't the one who had to endure the pain.

Gu Cheng hesitated to speak, but the young man teased him on purpose: "Young master Gu has also trained in medicine?"

Gu Chengwang's eyes flickered: "No...but I have heard about Mr. Yu more or less."

"Oh, that's it." The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously watching how round he was.

Jing Zhou glanced at the young man indifferently, but said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Qi Wuwu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "Third Junior Brother, you also read the script, right?"

Gu Chengwang was puzzled: "The script?"

Qi Wuwu seriously took out the four or five fanfiction books from the storage ring, and handed them to Gu Chengwang with both hands: "Well, these are new ones, you must have never read them."

Regarding the setting of Yu Ci as a delicate, weak, sick and beautiful woman, there are quite a few descriptions in this kind of Jianghu romance fan storybook.

Therefore, Qi Wuwu reasonably doubted that Gu Chengwang concluded that their teacher's wife was not in good health after seeing these.

Jing Zhou raised his forehead, wondering what was going on with the second apprentice, why was he able to get the newly arrived Xiao Huangwen in the isolated Wenjian Island?

The young man saw Jing Zhou's doubts, and whispered in his ear: "It's newly written by the monks who participated in the spiritual sales meeting."

Jing Zhou twitched the corners of his lips: "You are quite clear."

The young man smiled and remained silent.

Qi Wusuo grabbed his younger brother by the collar, pulled him back, and taught in a low voice: "What are you doing? Show the new junior juniors the little yellow storybook of Mrs. Master? And in front of Mrs. Master's face?" ?”

Qi Wuwu was dragged by his brother willingly, and even slapped his brother on the shoulder, feeling a little aggrieved: "My wife gave it to me."

Hearing this, Jing Zhou turned to the boy, and asked with a half-smile: "So, you read all of these?"

The smile on the boy's face deepened: "Well, I've seen it all."

Jing Zhou clicked his tongue: "Do you have any thoughts?"

The boy tilted his head: "If you watch too much, you'll get tired of it. It's all routine, nothing new and fun."

Jing Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Then what should we do?"

The boy sighed: "No way, I may have to write it myself in the future."

Jing Zhou was startled, then smiled.

"Okay, let me read it first."

They were chatting about the scriptures here, while Gu Chengwang opened the book with a puzzled expression on his face and carefully flipped through it, his face became more and more strange, and soon he became very red: "This... what is this..."

His mouth was so dry that he couldn't continue speaking at all, and the scripture in his hand slipped to the ground, and his hands were still shaking.

Qi Wuwu watched his precious story book fall on the ground, carefully picked it up and patted the ashes, and put it away preciously: "The story book."

Gu Chengwang: "...too...too..."

In Gu Chengwang's cognition, there has never been such a thing as a little yellow book, and the protagonists are still Jing Zhou and Yu Ci...

"Too exciting?"

The young man teased him without any shame, and Gu Chengwang felt like a boiled shrimp, speechless.

After a while, he bit his lips: "It's too offensive."

With that said, he shook his wheelchair and turned to leave.

The twins of the Qi family were afraid of disturbing Jing Zhou's recovery, so they left after a short stay.

The young man changed Jing Zhou's dressing: "Do you believe what your three disciples say?"

Jing Zhou gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "Which sentence are you referring to?"

The young man laughed but didn't answer, Jing Zhou continued: "I believe in the blood tuberculosis Gu, but I'm just a little puzzled. He's regained his consciousness not long ago, so it stands to reason... he shouldn't know so many things."

The young man hummed, and finally said lightly: "Anyway, I don't like this person very much."

After a pause, he laughed again: "But if you have money, you can."

Gu Chengwang really lived up to everyone's expectations, and fulfilled his duties as the richest disciple of Xuanji Mountain.

He not only sent all kinds of precious medicinal materials to Jing Zhou every day, but also a lot of dietary supplements. These ingredients were cooked by the young man himself, and brought to Jing Zhou's bed every day. In less than five days, Jing Zhou had recovered to be able to move freely up.

Before leaving Wenjian Pavilion, Jing Zhou took his disciples and daughters-in-law to Yaoguang Bazaar, because it was the last few days of the Spirit Sale, and all the celestial artifacts and magic weapons were sold at a discount, so Jing Zhou asked them to buy whatever they liked.

Gu Chengwang was very stubborn and insisted on following behind in a wheelchair to pay.

"Cheng Wang, the money is still affordable as a teacher."

"It's my personal wish to pay for the brothers and Mr. Yu."

"Ok?"

Gu Chenghuang smiled hastily: "Master, don't worry about it. I have failed others in the past, and I just want to make up for it in this way."

Hearing this, Jing Zhou saw that he looked faintly lonely, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about the past, and there is no need to use this method to make up for it. It's not fair, today's expenses are paid for by the teacher."

Gu Chenghuang frowned slightly, and looked sideways at Jing Zhou's hand on his shoulder.

Jing Zhou: "You will pay for the travel expenses back home."

Gu Chengwang: "...Okay."

Jing Zhou pushed him around, Gu Cheng looked at the noisy crowd in the market absent-mindedly, and suddenly said, "Master, have you been robbed of anything?"

"What?" Jing Zhou couldn't react for a while.

Gu Chengwang tucked his hands into his sleeves, and quietly clenched his fists: "Will you be unwilling to be robbed of the most important things by thieves?"

Jing Zhou's footsteps paused, he didn't know why Gu Chengwang asked such a question, he just replied in accordance with his heart: "Yes."

"But compared to this, if you lose the most important thing, I will try to get it back."

When he said this, he poured out his true feelings, such as his eating and broadcasting career, and his anorexia.

"Well," Gu Cheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed a lot, "I understand."

Three days later, the five masters and apprentices left the island and set off to return to the mountain.

Half a month later, he arrived at Xuanji Mountain. That day, the young man rolled up his sleeves and made a large table of dishes in the kitchen. It was regarded as an apprentice banquet for Jing Zhou. With a complicated look on his face, he wanted to ask something, but he didn't say anything after all.

At the banquet, Jing Zhou asked Gu Cheng to toast a glass of wine, and the matter of apprenticeship was settled.

"Master, is this the ceremony of worshiping a teacher...?" Gu Chengwang hesitated to speak.

Jing Zhou poured a glass of wine for him: "Well, what else?"

Gu Cheng corrected his complexion: "But I heard earlier that in Xuanji Mountain, you need to go to Wuluoya to learn swordsmanship by yourself, and you don't really become a teacher until you have an epiphany and split Wuluo Waterfall with a wooden sword..."

He stopped because he saw a smile on Jing Zhou's face.

Gu Cheng was puzzled: "Master, did I say something wrong?"

"No, word for word." Jing Zhou was still smiling.

"Then why...?"

"It's winter now, Wuluo Waterfall is frozen, you want me to use spiritual power to melt the waterfall for you to chop?"

"..."

"As I said earlier, I have abolished all the rules of Xuanji Mountain." Jing Zhou moved his eyes to the twins of the Qi family, "Because of breaking the rules, Wuwuwu suffered a lot when he was a child. Wuwu was already in poor health. I spent three months in the waterfall, and finally fainted and fell into the pool and almost drowned... Now that I think about it, I really regret it."

"..." Hearing this, Gu Cheng lowered his head and bit his lips in the dim light, "I can't blame Master for this matter."

"Ok?"

"Master is just following the rules in the mountain."

At this time, the young man's eyes dropped slightly, and happened to fall on Gu Chengwang's fingers tightly holding the wine cup, his knuckles turned white due to too much force.

The young man raised his eyes with great interest, and saw that the other person's expression was extremely unnatural, so the young man deliberately did not look away until Gu Chengwang found out, the two people's eyes collided, the young man smiled at him inexplicably, Gu Chengwang directly He froze, and then frowned even deeper.

"Rules are not important. Anyway, from now on, I won't let you suffer because of the rules. The old teacher apprentice ceremony is not allowed to be mentioned again." Jing Zhou didn't pour the wine for him again, and pushed a plate of lotus root box in front of him, with a smile on his face. Without concealing his pride, "Come, have a taste."

Qi Wusuo also picked up chicken legs and ribs and fish belly for Qi Wuwu, but he said to Gu Chengwang: "Third Junior Brother, I guess you have eaten Master's handicrafts, so you won't be able to eat in other restaurants."

Gu Chengwang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the lotus root box. It is no exaggeration. His expression froze for a moment, and he could not conceal his amazement even though he was pretending to be calm.

Jing Zhou smiled confidently: "Your elder brother is right, it's delicious."

"Yes, yes!" In this line, he was as calm and depressed as Gu Chengwang, and he stuttered so much.

The young man smiled and said: "Seventh Young Master, tell me what dish you like to eat, and I will make it for you next time."

"Okay." Obviously, he hadn't gotten over the shock of the young man's cooking skills.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Jing Zongzhu, who was known for his abstinence and indifference, and who had been fasting early, actually finished a table of dishes in an orderly manner.

Everything in Xuanji Mountain seems to be very different.

Thinking of this, Gu Chengwang's expression darkened a bit.

It was already very cold in the mountains at that time, and the second day after they arrived, there was a lot of snow falling.

The young man's Gu poison and various serious and minor illnesses made him especially afraid of the cold. Once the snow fell, his body was not warmed up. Jing Zhou added a lot of fire stones to the house, and formed a barrier outside Haitang Pier. The wind and snow are not cold.

It was a waste of spiritual power, but he didn't care at all, and the boy enjoyed it with peace of mind, wearing a summer thin shirt, making tea in the house and watching the snow.

"It's getting cold so fast this year. If you don't want to go to southern Xinjiang, let's wait for spring next year." In fact, he also wanted to speed up the progress of the task, but he was more worried that the target's body would not be able to support it, and the gain outweighed the loss.

The young man gave Jing Zhou the brewed tea, and his white jade-like fingertips were slightly red because of the charcoal fire: "Okay, I also want to spend the New Year in Xuanji Mountain in peace, and no one will accompany me for a long time." It's time to watch the age."

Jing Zhou smiled: "I will accompany you every year from now on."

The young man raised his eyes and stared at him for a long time, with the corners of his lips curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Okay, I will remember it."