The strategy of chasing masters

Elder Yuheng slightly nodded towards Gu Wanyan: "Not bad!"

"Can it be cured?" Gu Wanyan blurted out, her phoenix eyes widened slightly, and then recovered immediately, for fear that others would notice.

Elder Yuheng sighed and nodded: "What is it that caused this young person to suffer from insanity? It is almost impossible to completely cure it. We can only prescribe sedative medicine to slow down the condition!"

Elder Yuheng's words were quite profound, and seemed to be alluding to something, but Gu Wanyan thought it was good to bring this person who followed him since he was a baby, at least he was more meticulous than ordinary apprentices.

Mu Yaoling was not stupid, and also understood the meaning, clasped his fists and said: "Thank you Elder Yuheng for coming to diagnose the pulse, the disciple is fine, the master treats the disciple very well!"

Elder Yuheng was a little caught off guard by the sudden seriousness: "That's good, that's good!"

Gu Wanyan glanced at Mu Yaoling: "I don't have to go to the morning class these days, and the matter of cultivation should be postponed for a while, and the Golden Judgment Technique should not be opened for the time being!"

The tone was like an order, but in his heart he didn't want the apprentice to suddenly get sick and go crazy when he was practicing!The face is calm, but the heart is already turbulent.

"But Master..." Mu Yaoling was a little aggrieved, but he couldn't read the practice manual that he had obtained so hard, it was like practicing bigu in front of Sanxian!

"Your master is right, if you accidentally go mad, you will lose your life, let alone improve your cultivation!" Elder Yuheng advised.

Mu Yaoling had no choice but to agree in a muffled voice, and suddenly turned a smiling face: "I wonder if Elder Yuheng can explain the Ximai?"

As soon as this question came out, Gu Wanyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Elder Yuheng with doubts in her eyes. No one noticed his clenched fist hidden in his water sleeve.

Elder Yuheng smiled embarrassingly: "Maybe it was a misdiagnosis just now!"

"Elder Yuheng is a medical sage in the cultivation world, how could he misdiagnose?" Mu Yaoling blurted out and immediately slapped himself across the face.

"However, the pulse condition in your left hand is indeed different from that of ordinary people, as if it carries the pulses of two people!" Elder Yu Heng was thoughtful, and looked at Mu Yaoling carefully as he spoke.

Without seeing why, Elder Yuheng gathered his spiritual power with his fingertips and tapped on Mu Yaoling's temple, the spiritual light illuminated his handsome face with sharp edges and corners.

Elder Yuheng's face was blue and white, frowning slightly, puzzled, and calm again.

"how?"

As soon as Yu Heng put down his hand, Gu Wanyan stepped forward and blurted out two words, then suddenly realized something, and backed away.

This detail was clearly captured by Mu Yaoling, Master still cares about people.

"I don't quite understand it either. I don't know where to start. According to my opinion, take his horoscope and ask Xuanji to calculate it. What does Elder Haoyue think?"

Elder Yuheng frowned. He is revered as a medical sage by the cultivation world. He has never had a disease that he could not diagnose. This time, misdiagnosing a man as Ximai is indeed the greatest medical sage for him. hit.

"I don't know Mu Zhou's horoscope yet..." Gu Wanyan said flatly.

Yu Heng nodded slightly: "I almost forgot, when you picked up Mu Yaoling, he was still in his infancy! Then I will prescribe according to the prescription for insanity, and I will prepare some tranquilizing pills!"

Gu Wanyan agreed, and Elder Yuheng began to write the prescriptions. How many prescriptions were there? Mu Yaoling counted them clearly, twenty in total!

Mu Yaoling covered his face and said: "I'm not sick, don't bother Elder Yuheng!"

No one paid any attention to this person who had been labeled as insane.

When Gu Wanyan and the others left, please place a barrier on the door of the room, and said: "You stay here, I will get you medicine for the teacher!"

What a great injustice, a good person was treated as insane, Mu Yaoling tore off her bundled hair and let it loose.

Zhou Mu felt Mu Yaoling's faint burning anger, and comforted him: "It's nothing, I want to open it up!"

"Your Excellency's heart is really big!" Mu Yaoling sarcastically.

"Otherwise what?" Zhou Mu asked back.

"Master really brought twenty bowls of medicine, you drink it!" Mu Yaoling forgot that they shared the same body.

Zhou Mu burst out laughing: "Is there any difference?"

Mu Yaoling ignored him and sat cross-legged on the ground with a gloomy face, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Zhou Mu wanted to say something, but he didn't expect this Mu Yaoling to be so ruthless that he would cast a silence spell on himself!

Unable to speak, Zhou Mu finally calmed down a bit, and some memories that did not belong to him flooded in, and these were not in the TV series.

He is like walking into a 3D movie theater, and some clips can be seen clearly:

The spring breeze hits along the rugged mountains, spreading on every inch of grass, the dead trees bloom, and the willows are embellished with greenery.

A six-year-old child is sitting cross-legged, fiddling with long silk thatch in his hands, his immature face is focused, and his eyes are not at all directed to the birds flying overhead. After a while, he weaves a small ant grasshopper.

After weaving it, he carefully put it into his arms, and a young man in fluttering white clothes walked towards him, holding a sword in his right hand and wearing a veiled bamboo hat, walking lightly.

The little boy immediately got up and clasped his fists: "Master!"

"En!" The boy in white only responded coldly.

The little boy happily took out the braided grasshopper from his arms, the whole body was green and lifelike, and offered it to the boy in white with both hands: "Master, this is for you!"

"Won't you meditate well before your teacher comes?" As he spoke, he lashed the child's back with a whip.

It wasn't until he saw this special whip that Zhou Mu knew that the boy in white was Gu Wanyan and the little boy was Mu Yaoling.

Xiao Yaoling only snorted, bit her lips and said: "Yes, Master!"

But Xiao Yaoling still carried the grasshopper in his arms carefully.

It was very late at night, when Xiao Yaoling was sorting the books in the meditation room, she put the grasshopper into a book called "Pure Heart Jue".

No wonder, no wonder in the TV series, there was a little grasshopper in Gu Wanyan's "Pure Heart Judgment", which was the color of withered grass at that time, but it did not disperse.

Such an important plot was not filmed, what a rubbish director, rubbish screenwriter!

He cursed inwardly, the door was pushed open, it was Gu Wanyan, turned his head and saw that he was holding a big iron plate, that was the twenty bowls of medicine!

The smell of medicine has already filled the whole room, every corner has not been let go!

bad smell!

Mu Yaoling subconsciously raised his hand to cover his nose, and looked at Gu Wanyan with fear in his eyes: "Master, your cooking speed is too fast!"

"I borrowed 20 people from Yuheng Hall for my teacher, and asked them to decoct medicine at the same time!" Gu Wanyan seemed very satisfied with his clever idea.

Mu Yaoling looked aggrieved: "Master, I'm really fine, I don't need to take medicine!"

"Hurry up, drink up the medicine!" Gu Wanyan's tone was an order!

Mu Yaoling got up to take the plate, the wind came in from the window, and the loose black hair was blown into soft arcs, adding a bit of color to the sharp-edged face.

"The hair is disheveled, how decent it is!" Gu Wanyan scolded.

Mu Yaoling was taken aback for a moment, this inexplicable anger was really confusing, but he didn't want to disobey Master, so he nodded and said: "The hairstyle just now... I don't think so, I want to wear the high ponytail from before!"

When Mu Yaoling said this, he reminded Gu Wanyan that he was anxious about his apprentice's illness all morning, and didn't notice that he was dressed differently from usual today.

Looking back now, he used a headband to tie his ink hair in a neat and orderly manner, without any mess or fragments. He was more energetic, his eyebrows and eyes were more delicate, and his facial features were more prominent.

Gu Wanyan's thin lips parted slightly, and then closed again. He wanted to tell Mu Yaoling that he would wear a bun in the future, but he couldn't give a reason. He couldn't just say that his bun looks good, so he had to hold back.

In the end, he only said lightly: "Drink the medicine!"

"Master, I'm not sick, I don't need to take medicine!" Mu Yaoling was full of reluctance.

"Drink it!" Gu Wanyan was a little angry.

Mu Yaoling had no choice but to take a bowl slowly, and reluctantly brought it to his mouth. After taking a sip, he coughed badly. It wasn't that Mu Yaoling couldn't stand the smell of the medicine, but Zhou Mu, who was complacent. For delusional disorder, I have never stopped taking the medicine, which caused acid reflux in my stomach when I smelled the medicine. I either vomited badly or coughed badly.

Seeing his apprentice coughing so loudly, Gu Wanyan stretched out his hand slightly, intending to help Mu Yaoling calm down, but met his raised face, and immediately withdrew his hand, saying flatly: "For the teacher, let them add some sugar."

"Master asked them to add sugar?" Mu Yaoling couldn't believe it. When did Gu Wanyan, who was always indifferent to others, be so careful?This surprised Mu Yaoling deeply.

"En." Gu Wanyan only said lightly.

"Even with added sugar, it's still unpalatable. Besides, Tu'er is really not sick!" Mu Yaoling still refused to drink it.

Gu Wanyan focused the light on his palm, and a long whip that was bubbling with fire appeared in his hand. With an order, the long whip swung its tail like a snake, and instantly tied Mu Yaoling to the grand master's chair.

"Master!" Mu Yaoling opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror, and he had already foreseen what Gu Wanyan was going to do next.

"Since you don't drink, then I have to feed you personally as a teacher!"

It sounds so sweet for someone to feed himself medicine, and such a beautiful man is drinking medicine for himself, something that many young girls dream of, but in Mu Yaoling's eyes, being fed medicine by a master is an extremely terrifying thing thing.

As Gu Wanyan said, a light bead popped out from Gu Wanyan's fingertips, entering Mu Yaoling's body from his forehead, and then he heard an order: "Open your mouth!"

Mu Yaoling's two thin lips opened to the maximum uncontrollably, as if being supported by something, Gu Wanyan actually cast an obedience spell on him!

Beads of light fell into the bowl one after another, and the unpleasant soup rushed out of the bowl, gathered in the air, and finally formed a long water column, pouring directly into Mu Yaoling's mouth!

"..."

After the last drop of medicine went in, Gu Wanyan ordered: "Untie!" By the way, he retracted the long whip tied to Mu Yaoling's body.

There was only a crackling sound in the skull, and the command spell was broken. Before Mu Yaoling could close his sore mouth, he coughed for a while, and his lungs coughed up to his throat, and finally he let out a "wow".

Before the contents of the stomach came out, Gu Wanyan yelled violently: "Don't vomit!" The flames of the long whip in his hand were flying, ready to go!

The medicine that flowed back into his mouth was frightened and swallowed back in a loud voice, his face was pale and he said weakly: "Master..."

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and then he fell down, and when he closed his eyes, he saw a white figure catching him, and he also saw a nervous face. As for more, before he could see clearly, his eyes were pitch black.