The poisonous path of the sick and reborn

When Qin Si regained consciousness, he keenly found that he was lying on the bed. The room was filled with a scent of medicinal herbs, not the elixir commonly used by Taoists, but more like the smell of herbs used by ordinary people in the world.

This is a simple hut, there are three rooms besides the living room, Qin Si is in one of them, and in the kitchen, there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with no cultivation at all who is staring at the medicine pot carefully, and from time to time uses her hand to The cattail fan fanned the fire, and the faint green smoke came out of the chimney, adding a bit of popularity to this very secret small valley.

Did not find any traces of the existence of cultivators, Qin Si sank his consciousness into his body, and the meridians that had been seriously injured when he split his soul had dried up at this moment, ruptured in many places, and the original full of true energy had completely disappeared, however What Qin Si didn't expect was that his Nascent Soul was still there.

The Nascent Soul, which was originally the size of a fist, has shrunk to the size of a thumb at this moment, and is tightly wrapped in the middle by the non-transformation fire. The eyes that have always been half-open are tightly closed, and it looks extremely weak.

After fighting for such a long time at the bottom of the abyss, his body was already at the end of its strength. Among them, the Nascent Soul was the most severely impacted. According to Qin Si's calculations, it should have completely dissipated. it.

However, this should make people happy, but Qin Si didn't feel excited at all.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

As if feeling Qin Si's gaze, Yuan Ying's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the dark purple eyes faced Qin Si directly. There was no sadness or joy in it, it was pure, and nothing abnormal could be seen. After a while, it closed again. eyes.

Qin Si came to a conclusion, and turned his attention to the system interface again. The fusion degree had risen to 90% at some point, and the system records had been cleared.

After finishing all this, Qin Si felt that all the meridians and bones of his body were completely displaced, and even the simple movement of opening his eyes took all his strength.

"you're awake!"

A crisp female voice came from the door, the girl opened the door, holding a tray in her hand, the soup inside was still steaming, seeing that Qin Si had woken up, she hurriedly stepped forward and put the tray on the table, her eyes Full of joy, "When I found you next to the medicine field yesterday, you were almost out of breath. Fortunately, you woke up. You have serious internal injuries. Did someone beat you down from the cliff?"

"En." Qin Si sat up with some difficulty, faced the girl, blinked his eyes, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, saving people is the foundation of a doctor." The girl who wanted to help but was afraid suddenly saw Qin Si's face, her delicate face was slightly red, and her voice was lowered a lot. She knew that this man was very good-looking, but I didn't expect him to be so good-looking when he opened his eyes. Those eyes seemed to be so enchanting that it was hard to look away. After a long while, she finally suppressed the throbbing in her heart, and said nana: "My name is Xiao Hong Medicine, what's your name?"

"Qin Si."

Xiao Hongyao blushed again, pinched the corner of the rough cloth, and couldn't help but look at Qin Si's overly good-looking face again, but then she was slightly taken aback, "You..."

"Ok?"

"your eyes……"

"I couldn't see it just now." Qin Si stared at the debuff under his blood bar that had never disappeared, and now started to count down slowly, and said lightly.

[Poisoning: The poison of the dry rut, the five senses gradually lost, died on the 15th, and counted down at 12:1:23 on the 16th. 】

[Weakness: Weakness from poisoning, loss of vision. 】

After hearing Qin Si's words, Xiao Hongyao couldn't help but feel sour when seeing him still calm and calm, her eyes were a little hot, she comforted Qin Si at a loss and said: "It's okay, my master is a genius doctor, he puts all his skills to good use. Teach me, and I will heal you."

Hearing the girl's innocent words, Qin Si chuckled, feeling some strength recovered, slowly moved to the side of the bed, picked up his coat from the pillow, put on his shoes, "Excuse me, I should go."

"Eh!"

Although she couldn't see it, Qin Si still accurately staggered Xiao Hongyao and strode out the door. He walked very fast, and when Xiao Hongyao chased him out the next moment, he was nowhere to be seen. She looked at Yaotian with a sense of disappointment After looking at it for a long time, he turned and went back to the room where Qin Si had been lying, but found a piece of white jade slip beside the tray on the table.

She picked it up, and the jade was very warm to the touch. Although she had never seen it before, she knew that it must be very valuable. Jane, a layer of skin was scratched on her forehead, and the bright red blood dripped on the jade slip, and she saw the jade slip as a white light shining directly into Xiao Hongyao's eyebrows. Influx.

After finally sorting out the information in her mind, Xiao Hongyao realized that she had picked up a fairy and came back. Knowing that it was impossible to recover him, she knelt down in the direction of the medicine field, and reverently kowtowed three times. Remember to ring your head.

At the same time that Qin Si woke up, Qing Su, who was closing his eyes and practicing at Feiwufeng, opened his eyes suddenly, got up and strode towards the door, without looking at Qing Su who was kneeling in the snow outside the yard. With a slight glance, he disappeared in the Qingling Xianzong.

Watching Qingsu disappear, Qingwei's straight back slumped, as if she had aged a hundred years, a low sigh of regret came out of her throat.

"Brother Qingwei," Qinglan walked up to Qingwei, looked down at him with a calm voice, "You have been kneeling here for 100 years."

Qingwei didn't reply.

"If I knew today, why bother?" Qing Lan sneered, "You pushed them out for the sake of those disciples back then. ? So what if he forgives you? You might as well go down the mountain to kill the walking corpses.”

"It's my fault," Qing Wei murmured without refuting Qing Lan's words, "It's my selfishness. I thought he could save Qing Hui, and I also thought he could let my disciple go back."

Qinglan clicked her tongue in disdain.

"How could I be so obsessed?" Qing Wei slapped her forehead fiercely, making a crisp bang. If it wasn't for his cultivation level, Qing Lan even felt that he could smash her head.

"You know Junior Brother Qingsu, if the junior nephew doesn't come back, even if you kneel to death, he won't even look at you." Seeing Qingwei's dejected figure, Qinglan felt a little pity after all, "So It's been long enough, seeing him go out, it should be that the little nephew has news. Also, I'm tired of being the head of the school for more than a hundred years, so take it back quickly," Qinglan looked at the gray sky, the snow had stopped The tone is a little heavy, "I'm afraid it won't be long before Moxiu's last offensive will arrive."

The two knelt and stood, silent for a long time in the snow, Qing Wei stood up unsteadily, the snow that had accumulated on his body fell rustlingly, he straightened his spine with difficulty, his brows were full of tenacity, As if he had regained the demeanor of the head of the sect back then, he smiled gratefully at Qing Lan, "Thank you. I won't make any mistakes this time."

Qinglan took a deep look at Qingwei, and nodded noncommittally.He was very dissatisfied with Qingwei in his heart. After knowing that he had negotiated an agreement with Moxiu, although he could understand it intellectually, he still couldn't hold back and pulled out the sword that he rarely used to Qingwei.One can imagine how Qing Su felt at that time.

However, he still stopped Qingsu from stabbing Qingwei with his sword. Thinking of the cold and lifeless eyes Qingsu looked at at that time, Qinglan couldn't help but smiled wryly. Although Qingsu was not close to him, he had the proper manners There is always a lot of respect that is not close or far away, and it seems that I was really angry that time.

Thinking back to her previous life again, Qinglan sighed deeply. If he hadn't agreed to Master's request at the beginning, or if he hadn't been so stubborn and insisted on guarding Qingsu and soaring together, I'm afraid it would be much easier now.

"Elder Qinglan, you are back." Xiao Yi was wearing a gray bunt, his hair was tied up high, and his slanted eyes were exposed. His dark pupils were like cold stars. He just came down from the back of Qingjue Peak with a sword in his hand. Qinglan greeted, "Have you seen my mother?"

"Qi Yao?" Qing Lan shook her head.

Hearing Qinglan's answer, Xiao Yi nodded, as if he was just asking an unimportant question, and said to Qinglan, then went back to his residence. , I didn't think much about it.

For more than 100 years, with his drive and extraordinary talent, Xiao Yi is no longer the child who was powerless. He even rose to the Nascent Soul stage a few years earlier than Qi Yao.These times are enough for an ignorant boy to grow into an extremely mature man, not to mention that Xiao Yi matured earlier than ordinary children since he was a child, so he reacted calmly to Qi Yao's concealment, went back and changed his clothes, and thought about it Thinking about it, he still fastened the safety buckle Qi Yao gave him a few days ago to his waist.

The extraordinarily beautiful red rope on the cyan jade buckle complements the one in his hand. Both red ropes are neatly tied into beautiful knots. Obviously they were made by the same person. Xiao Yi stroked his sleeves silently. , the black sleeves covered the dazzling red of the wrist.

"I heard that some cultivators in the sect have turned into walking corpses." In a tea shop for cultivators to rest, the cultivators toasted and chatted.

"Since the abyss was sealed by the immortal gates, this kind of situation is rare. What's going on?"

"The seal is not completely closed, and it is not uncommon for magic energy to leak out."

"Hey, when will this day when corpses are everywhere?" Everyone sighed.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let me tell you good news, the elder Qingsu of Qingling Xianzong has reached Mahayana, and he will be able to ascend in a short time," a cultivator put his hand on his lips, whispering mysteriously: " This is what a relative of mine in the Qingling Immortal Sect told me, and it is absolutely true."

The news was such a sensation that the whole tea shop exploded.

"My God, if I remember correctly, he should be only over 900 years old this year..."

More than 900 years old.Qin Si chewed the number carefully, and his eyebrows twitched. In this way, it has been about 200 years since the day they fell into the abyss.Throwing down a low-grade spirit stone, he got up and walked out the door.

The cultivators caught in the climax did not notice that a cultivator wearing a cloak sitting in the corner of the first floor got up and left quietly.