The villain's deadly support

"Master." Xiao Qing has already knelt in the hall for a long time, but today Ling Guchen still seems to be concerned about what happened yesterday.

He called someone early, but when he came, Xiao Qinglian was made to kneel like this. If it took only one stick of incense and two sticks of incense, it would be fine. Just kneeling like this all morning, Xiao Qinglian really couldn't take it anymore.

"Master, I know I'm wrong." Xiao Qing propped her hands on the ground, sweating profusely, she stretched her legs quietly, but saw the scroll in Ling Guchen's hand fell down again.

"Did you move?" In the silent hall, Ling Guchen's voice echoed, the tone was not kind, and Xiao Qing was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down again.

Ling Guchen finally raised his eyes, he stared at Xiao Qing who was kneeling on the ground writhing around, his eyes darkened, "Go, go out and call your senior brother in."

When he heard this sentence, Xiao Qing said, "Yes, Master."

Xiao Qing finally got a chance to stretch her legs, but before she stood up, her legs and feet went limp, and she sat on the ground first, her legs had been curled up for too long, and now they felt like needles, and she couldn't stand even when she stood up. No, not even sitting.

"Humph! Not enough work!" Ling Guchen stood up straight from behind the desk, he glanced at Xiao Qing in displeasure, and waved open the door, "Xingchang! Go to the furnace pavilion and get the benefits I want you to prepare." Qi Dan, take the Shu Jing Dan!"

Xiao Qing finally got up from the ground, folded her hands respectfully in front of her, and went to serve the master again.

"Shen Qingxian, tell me, what do you know about cultivation?" Ling Guchen put his hands behind his back, turned around, and began to interrogate Xiao Qingxian again.

But Xiao Qingxian couldn't even answer a single word, that's right, three years have passed since she came to Mount Ruoxiu, and during these three years, the master taught her to sweep the floor, and she didn't know anything else except sweeping the floor, What is there to ask?

"Disciple...disciple..." Xiao Qing couldn't answer, she felt that the master must be very disappointed in her, since entering the inner sect, Xiao Qing found that she seemed to be incapable of anything, no wonder the master didn't like her, The brothers and sisters always dislike her.

"You don't know anything?" Ling Guchen asked knowingly, and even shook his head in disappointment in front of Xiao Qinglian without hesitation.

"Master, I will practice hard in the future, I..." She didn't know what she could trust with Master.

"Master, the elixir disciple has brought it." Outside the door, the senior brother's voice happened to interrupt the conversation between Xiao Qingxian and Ling Guchen.

"You are still far away." Ling Guchen flicked his sleeves, turned his head to the door and said, "Come in."

Seeing the senior brother kneeling outside the door, he bowed his head to salute Ling Guchen, then picked up the tray beside him, and put the tray containing the small kit on the desk.

"Master, this disciple is going to leave first." The senior brother never looked at Xiao Qingyi who appeared out of nowhere in the room from the beginning to the end, as if there was only the master in the room, and he was about to leave after paying his respects.

"Well, you go down first!" Ling Guchen waved his hand, and the senior brother closed the door as usual.

"How do you feel after practicing yesterday?" Ling Guchen went back to the desk and picked up the little kit.

"My body is hot and uncomfortable, and I had a little fever last night." Afraid that he would disappoint Master again, Xiao Qing quickly added: "But it will be fine when I wake up today, Master, I will work hard to practice! You will definitely not disappoint Master!"

"Go on!" Ling Guchen waved his hand, and saw something black in his hand flying towards him.

Xiao Qing hurriedly clasped her palms together to pick it up, she opened her palms and looked, and saw two black balls lying in her palms, but looking at the charred and charred ones, the first instinct in her heart was that these things might have nothing to do with some Qi-enhancing pills. Far.

Even if she doesn't understand, she has seen senior sisters and brothers showing off, shouldn't it be that kind of delicate pill?Looking at this, it was bumpy and not even rounded, Xiao Qing raised his head and looked at the master in confusion.

"Eat." Master's tone was still so blunt.

Xiao Qing wanted to ask, but when she saw Master's terribly gloomy face, she timidly pursed her lips.

She looked at the two pills in her hand, and swallowed them without thinking too much.

It was so bitter, Xiao Qing couldn't help frowning.That kind of bitterness, it is not the taste emitted by the medicine itself, but the bitterness that is really paste.

She looked at the master, and found that the master was looking at herself with a look that she couldn't understand, with a smile that was not a smile, and she still couldn't understand what kind of emotion it was.

But she didn't dare to disappoint Master again, so even though she didn't understand whether the pill was a prank by the senior brother or a failure caused by other reasons, Xiao Qingyan swallowed it with a bitter taste.

The master's expression seemed to loosen, he shook the little brocade bag in his hand, and threw it at Xiao Qing's title with a raised hand.

"Remember, I will give you a bag of elixir every seven days, which will be of great benefit to your cultivation, and it will make you cultivate faster than ordinary people. However, remember that you are not yet a disciple of the Poyun Sect's inner sect , once this matter is publicized, don't blame me for not reminding you." Ling Guchen put one hand behind his back and the other in front of his body, staring at Xiao Qinglian without blinking.

"I will keep it in my heart. I will never forget the kindness of Master's promotion, and I will definitely not embarrass Master." Xiao Qing stuffed the kit into his arms like holding a treasure, and held it in his hands. He weighed it, but it contained a lot of elixir.

"Well, as I said just now, how long does it take to take a bag of pills?" Ling Guchen really thought Xiaoqing was stupid.

"Seven days, one bag every seven days, master's words, every word of my disciples will be remembered in my heart." Xiao Qinglian's answer is naturally not disappointing.

And Ling Guchen didn't flinch any more, and began to teach Xiao Qingxian the way of perceiving the human body's meridians and internal energy.

At this time, Wen Chuchu was obviously not as calm as Xiao Qinglian. She turned around and looked around, but she didn't find a breakthrough after going back and forth.

When she returned to the yard disheartened, she saw a familiar carriage parked in the yard.

"Achun? Ahchun, are you here?!"

When Wen Chuchu ran into the room in surprise and joy, Wan Fu didn't expect that besides Ah Chun, there was another distinguished guest in the room.

"Mom..." Wen Chuchu became quiet. Seeing that Ah Chun's expression was normal, she lowered her head, straightened her clothes, and walked in.

"How is it, is this table useful in my house?" Madam Madam's complexion remained the same, her face was brimming with spring, she twisted her slender waist, and turned her head to sweep warmly with those bewitching eyes.

"Mom, why are you here?" Wen Chuchu hurriedly opened the teacup on the table and poured some cold boiled water for Madam Bustard and Ah Chun: "My place is simple and there is no tea, so don't dislike it, Mom."

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, I didn't see you coming. Yesterday, Ah Chun told me that something happened to your little girl?" Madam bustard took her gentle wrist and made her sit down .

"I think there is something wrong with this place, and that Daoist Tianchong is also very strange. My Axian sincerely seeks a teacher, but that stinky Taoist priest doesn't look like a good thing no matter what." Wen Chuchu has always been bitter about Ling Guchen's various actions Yu Huai.

"Don't tell me, I know a thing or two about what you want me to inquire about." Madam bustard shook the round fan in her hand, tilted her head and stroked the tassel pendant on the handle of the fan.

Upon hearing this, Wen Chuchu pulled the stool again and moved to the bustard's side.

"Didn't you ask about the martial arts conference?" Madam Bust tapped Wen Chuchu's arm with a round fan, "If you want to talk about Poyun Sect, it can be regarded as one of the best sects in the cultivation world. In the past 20 years, he has become famous, and every year in the martial arts conference, he will steal the limelight, so people will worship Ling Guchen because of his reputation."

"Does that mean that Poyun Sect is really number one in the world?" Wen Chuchu felt even more weird in his heart.

"Hey! You're on the right track! You really are number one in the world." Madam Bust could tell at a glance that Wen Chuchu had a lot of opinions on Ling Guchen, otherwise she wouldn't have asked her to go out to investigate.

"This Poyun sect, the blame is here. You said that it has been famous for 30 years. What's the matter, has it cultivated a few older ones?" The bustard played with the teacup on the table, and she lifted it up and sipped it. Take a sip, "But this Poyun Sect has not produced a great talent."

"Not one?" Even Wen Chuchu frowned.

"It can't be said that none of them came out, but those who are famous can live a long life. This Poyun Sect makes Guchen such a famous old thing."

"Then Ling Guchen misunderstood his son!" Wen Chuchu was unhappy, "Is this how we can continue to dominate the martial arts world?"

"Well, not this year." The bustard raised her eyebrows.

"Did you lose this year? I saw that when they returned to the sect, they seemed to be miserable, and it seemed that they were beaten badly," Wen Chuchu recalled the miserable appearance of Ling Guchen when he returned that day, and guessed the answer.

"Yes, the rules of the Wulin Conference have been changed this year. They are not only better than masters, but also apprentices. I found someone to inquire, and this year the disciples of the Poyun Sect were beaten badly. How can a master be able to bear this tone?" , moved his hands directly, and was surrounded by people unceremoniously." The bustard said: "It is said that the disturbance is quite ugly."

Having said that, Wen Chuchu is even more confused. In the past 30 years, the Poyun sect has exhausted all the talents in the world, how could it be possible that none of them could be cultivated?Why did Xiao Qing be accepted into the inner sect at the critical moment of losing so badly?

Wen Chuchu was listening to what the bustard said with great relish. At this moment, she suddenly turned her head to look at the sky outside the house, and interrupted the bustard: "Mom, I'm sorry, my Axian may be coming back."

"Then I'll leave first?" Madam Bust seemed to remember that Xiao Qinglian didn't like her very much.

"That's not true, but wait for me anyway." Wen Chuchu said as she left the house, she was standing in the yard, she didn't know what she was looking at, she just raised her head, looking east and west to all around.

In a blink of an eye, the time for a stick of incense passed, and there was no movement.

"Hey, Miss Chuchu, what are you doing?" Madam Bust got up and walked out.

"My Axian may be coming back." This Wen Chuchu was talking, when he heard the sound of her robe being worn through the wind above her head.

At that moment, Wen Chuchu raised her head, took two steps back, and firmly hugged Xiao Qing, who had fallen from the sky, into her arms, "I've caught you!"

"Sister." Xiao Qing looked at Wen Chuchu and smiled weakly, but her lips were so white that there was not even a trace of blood. It seemed that she was suffering, so Xiao Qing gently wrapped her arms around Wen Chuchu's neck and leaned against her past.

That forehead was still hot with sweat.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw mine yesterday!