Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

Li Qingqi's hesitant eyes shifted from Mu Chu to Jing Yuan who was standing obediently beside him with his head slightly lowered, and then sat down on the stone bench with his sleeves.

He tapped lightly on the wooden table that didn't match the stone bench, and a small square box popped up under the wooden table. Inside the box was a square of white handkerchiefs. He took out the handkerchief and wiped it carefully. After wiping his hands, he stretched out his hand and said to Jing Yuan, "Please."

Jing Yuan bowed his hands, sat down on the stone bench, and put his right hand on the wooden table.

Li Qingqi looked solemn, and gently placed his slender and cool hands on Jing Yuan's veins.

He squinted his eyes slightly to make a diagnosis, the person under his pulse has strong spiritual power, but this old illness is like a time bomb, it might explode someday.

Li Qingqi withdrew his hand after feeling the pulse for a while, with a look of pity in his eyes, and asked, "How long has this old disease been with you?"

Jing Yuan withdrew his right hand and hung it by his side. Hearing this, he pondered for a while as if remembering, and then said, "About ten years."

Mu Chu was taken aback when he heard the words, ten years?

Jingyuan entered Kunlun by chance when he was ten years old, but his old illness fell when he was eight years old. So where was he before entering Kunlun?doing what?

The original book seemed to mention that he was an orphan who was loved and loved by no one, and wandered around before entering Kunlun.

Other than that, there seems to be nothing else.

Li Qingqi looked at Jing Yuan and sighed heavily, "If you had come to me ten years ago, I could guarantee that you would be cured [-]% of the time. Now, I can't guarantee it."

Mu Chu's eyebrows twitched, what kind of stubborn disease could make the lonely and arrogant medical fairy Li Qingqi say such dejected words?

He couldn't help standing up straight, with a hint of concern in his tone that he didn't notice, and asked, "How is he?"

Li Qingqi got up and faced the verdant herbs in the garden. He was a little annoyed when he met a patient he was not sure to treat. .”

Mu Chu looked at him with a frown and asked, "Is there no other way?"

Li Qingqi raised his hand and rubbed his brows, then turned to look at Mu Chu, his blue sleeves hanging down covered his cool hands, and said in a calm tone, "In the world of refining medicine, there is a kind of medicine that is similar to jade, called pulse stone. This pulse stone is warm and cool to the touch, and has the effect of nourishing the heart."

When he said this, he suddenly spread his hands, "Unfortunately, I don't have any here."

Then he continued, "The gangue stone is a legendary existence in the alchemy world. It can solve any difficult and miscellaneous diseases in the heart. There are even rumors that even if a person has no heart, as long as he has not lost his breath, this gangue stone can also act as a human heart." heart keeps people alive.”

"It's so amazing." Mu Chu touched his chin with his right hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Li Qingqi laughed when he heard the words, "That's right, even a person like Mu Xianzun who doesn't understand medicine thinks this medicine is miraculous, so the gangue stone was hunted down after it was discovered at that time, and many people spent a lot of money just to get a gangue stone. "

When Mu Chu heard the first half of the sentence, why did it sound like he was mocking him...

However, Li Qingqi didn't care about his narrowed eyes, and continued on his own, "Many speculators basically dug out gangue stones in order to earn such a huge profit. Extinct. Now gangue can be said to have a price but no market."

Mu Chu propped his chin with one finger, pondered, "The pulse stone...has disappeared?"

Li Qingqi said helplessly, "It has been extinct for a hundred years."

Mu Chu's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and pulse stone...is another term that did not appear in the original book.

But since this pulse stone can cure Jing Yuan's old illness, then he has to pay attention to it.Although it has been extinct for a hundred years, there is no guarantee that there will be fish that slipped through the net.

If he had this in hand, wouldn't his chances of survival be even greater!Well, he is such a clever little ghost.

After leaving from the medical fairy Li Qingqi, Mu Chu forgot the idea of ​​giving CP to the male lead group.

Now he is focusing on the "Mainstone" wholeheartedly. When he finds "Mainstone", he is the hero's savior. The hero is almost grateful to him, so why would he goug his heart and tear him into pieces?

He walked all the way and thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was feasible, and he felt a little smug even walking.

Jing Yuan looked at Master Zhang who was in a good mood for some reason, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

In late October, Kunlun has entered the cold and windy winter ahead of schedule.

The moment of waking up in the morning is always a big problem in Mu Chu's life.

Is there a mistake?As an immortal, can't he be allowed to sleep in at ease?

He wondered if it was so difficult to sleep until he woke up naturally every day?

It turned out to be really difficult.

A few days ago, he didn't want to get up because of the cold weather, and he stayed in bed until noon, refusing to move. As a result, our hero, Jing Yuanda, thought that something serious happened to his master, and broke into the door all at once.

Mu Chu also thought that the male lead had lost his mind and wanted to end his short life early, so he sat up abruptly, shrunk to the innermost side of the bed as if facing a formidable enemy, looked at him in horror, loose Because the clothes got up too fast, the right side slipped to the side, revealing smooth shoulders and a large chest.

Jing Yuan saw the master curled up on the bed intact, the tails of his eyes were slightly red, more than half of the clothes had slipped off his shoulders, and a few strands of black hair were scattered on his shoulders and chest, and his slightly undulating chest was exposed in this way. In front of his eyes, the skin around his eyes was well-proportioned and tight. He was taken aback and stood on the spot, so nervous that he didn't know where to look.

It took a while to hear Mu Chu's hoarse voice, "What are you doing here?!"

"me……"

He didn't know what to say for a while, his head was lowered, his face was flushed, "I" couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and finally said simply, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he ran away as if to escape.

Mu Chu was left in a mess in the wind, but the only thing he felt lucky was——

He got his life back (T_T)

From then on, he never dared to sleep late again.

Get up on time and at the same time every day, which is more diligent than going to work.

It's just that getting up is getting up, and after waking up, he still takes a nap as usual, and fishes for fish.

But in recent days it has become clear that he has no time for naps and fishing.

Because it's time to check homework at the end of the year.

In the past few days, almost every day, disciples came to him consciously to "hand in homework".

With great difficulty, Mu Chu poured down the bowl of "black water" that was so dark that it was purple, shiny, bitter and spicy, and had an unpleasant smell.

As soon as he put down the bowl, he quickly took the rock sugar //contained// in //mouth//.

Instantly refreshed and refreshed, I felt like I was alive again.

The rock candy had been placed beside him when Tianjingyuan brought him the medicine a few days ago.

It was strange to say that every time he took the medicine, he obediently cooperated, and never said anything about the medicine, but Jing Yuan thoughtfully prepared rock candy for him when he finished taking the medicine.

He naturally attributed all these to Jing Yuan's carefulness and the good omen that their relationship has unknowingly improved.

After drinking the medicine, it is natural to have a good rest, bah, think well, and work hard.

The first person to hand in his homework was the loud student he met on the way to the "shabby room" last time.

This disciple was born tall and burly, with a square face that became solemn and serious. He was called Yu Zifang just like his name.

Part of Mu Chu's black hair was tied in a bun behind his head and fixed with a white jade hairpin, and the rest was scattered behind him. His face was cold and delicate, and he stood gracefully in white clothes under the eaves of the corridor, with the thin black rattan whip still wrapped around his waist. .

Even though he was dressed as usual, Yu Zifang inexplicably felt that Master was easy to talk to now.Even if he accidentally makes a mistake now, he is not worried that Master will suddenly whip him so that he cannot get out of bed for three days.

He didn't know why he had such an inexplicable feeling, but feeling was one thing, before this feeling became a reality, he dared not believe it or try it.

Facing the unknown reality, he chose to be honest and "hand in homework" tremblingly.

He demonstrated the swordsmanship that has been demonstrated hundreds of times and thousands of times, every single move, just like an auto-playing slide show, every move, every style, every move, every move, every move, until the last move——

His mind is slightly relaxed, it seems that this time he can pass the test smoothly and have a healthy and good year.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his sweaty palm betrayed him recklessly, and his sword fell out of his hand! !

And after the sword was released, it turned out to be——

Master's direction! ! ! !

Yu Zifang's round eyes opened in disbelief. He never felt that the time was so long, and he was unable to turn things around in such a long time. He could only watch helplessly and in horror at the handle that had been with him for so many years. Now he just wants to curse a damn long sword to kill him!division!

In the few seconds of calcium carbide fire, he felt as if several centuries had passed, until he saw Mu Chu turned sideways slightly, the long sword rubbed against his shoulder and firmly nailed to the wooden board behind him.

There was a muffled sound when the long sword pierced into the wooden board. This muffled sound seemed to hit Yu Zifang's heart, which made him feel astonished.

Yu Zifang took a deep breath. He didn't know whether it was the hot sweat from the sword practice just now or the cold sweat from some accidents. He knelt down hastily and stammered, "Master, master, master, please respect me!" Punishment!"

After a brief silence, he was ready to be beaten to pieces, but he heard a clear and cold voice not far away——

"Do your palms sweat easily?"

Yu Zifang was so flustered that he lost his mind, his face became more square, and he couldn't say a word, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, I, I..."

Then he heard Mu Chu say, "Wrap ice silk cloth around the hilt of the sword, it will absorb sweat and prevent slipping."

He froze on his flustered face, and before he could react to Mu Chu's words just now, he said neither happy nor angry, "Okay, take your sword away, go back."

He looked up at Mu Chu in disbelief, but Mu Chu had already pushed open the door and returned to his room.

After the wooden door was tightly closed, he stared at the door in a daze like a dream for a long time, then went over in a daze and pulled out his long sword from the wooden board beside him, and walked out of the frosty snow with one hand and one foot.

Yu Zifang's side was as pleasantly surprised as if he had picked up a pie from the sky, but Mu Chu's side was not so good at all.

Inside the closed door, Mu Chu's whole body was tense to the extreme. He propped his hands on the edge of the table, obviously standing too straight, but still trembling slightly, his face was pale, and his phoenix eyes were full of fear.

[The author has something to say: So everyone knows which disciple is the disciple who came to ask Mu Xianzun without hesitation before (σ???)σ]