Fairies and Beasts

213.

The two walked around afterwards, bought a lot of things, and went to a restaurant to eat and drink. Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Jian went back to Wuchizong.

Yao Baishi sent Xiao Yuhua to the door, and before the two of them entered, the two Guzheng and Qinqin ran out, took the big and small things from the two of them, and said with a smile:

"Immortal Baishi and Immortal Yuhua, why are you standing at the door, come in quickly."

After entering the room, the two immediately made tea and put out several plates of tea and cakes, and they also asked Xiao Yuhua how he was, and were very attentive.

214.

Xiao Yuhua hastily declined Gu Zheng's offer to squeeze his shoulders, and said, "You guys rest first, I don't need you to serve me for now."

The two backed away.

Yao Baishi said with a smile: "You two girls are hardworking, but your kid enjoys happiness."

Xiao Yuhua smiled wryly, and said, "I'm afraid I can't bear it."

215.

In the next few days, Guzheng and Guqin went uncharacteristically and showed great hospitality to Xiao Yuhua.

When I was thirsty, I added tea, when I was cold, I added clothes, when I was hungry, I cooked, when I was tired, I made the bed, when it rained, I put up an umbrella, when I was hot, I fanned him, he was considerate everywhere, and Xiao Yuhua was not allowed to do anything.

Xiao Yuhua just refused at first, but seeing that they didn't listen, he had no choice but to let them go.

I just read the "Cultivating Heart Jue" wholeheartedly and practiced according to the law, but I didn't feel any changes for the time being.

He couldn't figure out why others could breathe out the aura of heaven and earth and turn it into his own use.

And what I inhale is air, and what I exhale is also air, and I can't feel a little bit of aura.

216.

He is depressed.

He felt depressed when he was depressed.

He felt distraught when he lost his mind.

When he was distracted, he felt that it was not pleasing to look at.

He sighed: "Why don't we plant bamboo in front of our yard, but peach trees?"

Seeing him sad, Gu Qin felt sad too, and asked anxiously, "Is the peach tree bad?"

"No, it's too gorgeous. We cultivators shouldn't indulge in this kind of vulgar beauty, which messes up people's nature for no reason. When my mind is messed up, how can I practice?"

Guqin gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll have people dig up all the peach trees and plant bamboo."

So I went back to the house and pawned all my clothes, and bought bamboo to plant.

217.

Another day, it rained.

Xiao Yuhua became depressed again, and said, "The sound of the rain sounds so depressing, and it disturbs people's nature for no reason. When my mind is disturbed, how can I practice?"

Seeing him frowning, Guzheng panicked and said, "Xianjun, why don't we plug our ears so we can't hear?"

Xiao Yuhua shook his head and said, "No, if we plant plantains in front of this window, the raindrops on the plantains will have a different taste."

Guzheng gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll let someone buy plantains to plant."

Xiao Yuhua said: "It must have big, long, and beautiful leaves."

Guzheng ran back to the house and sold her hairpin and ring jewelry, and went to buy plantains to plant.

218.

Another day, the sun was shining brightly.

Xiao Yuhua was depressed again, and said, "The sun is too strong, and it disturbs people's nature for no reason. If my mind is disturbed, how can I practice?"

Guqin asked in a low voice: "Xianjun, shall I fan you for you?"

Xiao Yuhua said: "Not good. The heat in our house is due to the direct sunlight, and there is no shelter at all. If we build a flower shed on the west side of the courtyard, it will be better covered. You can also dig a pond in the courtyard, bring in the stream water, and plant The lotus, stacked on the rockery, is considered elegant."

Guqin gritted her teeth, choked up and said, "Okay, I'll let someone do it."

Turning back to the house, he took out all the valuables and exchanged all the valuables.

Guzheng saw it, and just stopped her: "Sister, if this continues, we will really run out of money."

Gu Qin scolded her instead: "What do you know, isn't money just for spending, who would spend it if you don't give it to Xianjun? Give it to you, it's a good idea!"

He resolutely went to invite the master craftsman.

219.

Time flies, and three months have passed in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuhua's cultivation still hasn't made any progress.

On this day, it was raining and windy, and he was depressed again.

No, he was not depressed every day.

Looking at the plantain outside the window, he sighed again, before he opened his mouth, Guzheng rushed up and cried: "Xianjun, don't sigh, we really have no money."

Xiao Yuhua gave her a resentful look, then went back to the room and lay down on the bed.

220.

Wen Qingfeng came to see him, blocked the door for Guzheng, and whispered: "He is in a bad mood and fell asleep."

Wen Qingfeng was a little worried: "Why, someone bullied him? Did Lin Daier come to trouble him again?"

Guzheng said with a sad face: "Elder Lin didn't trouble the Immortal Yuhua, but the Immortal Yuhua asked for trouble."

Wen Qingfeng was worried, and said: "Why, what is he doing for it? Could it be that some female fairy is not successful?"

Guzheng blushed, and said: "That's not true, Xianjun has been practicing in the house for the past few days, and has never gone out."

"Then why is he sad?"

"Probably...maybe...the cultivation is not going well, right? Xianjun doesn't allow us to mention this, and he will be sad if he mentions it."

"This silly boy, I'll go in and see him."

221.

Xiao Yuhua was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, with a quiet face.

He is also strange, no matter how disturbed he is, he can fall asleep as soon as he closes his eyes, and he never suffers from insomnia.

Seeing that he was really asleep, Wen Qingfeng walked to the bed lightly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at him quietly.

His brows and eyes are gentle, and his cheeks are slightly warm.The mouth is slightly open, and the color of the lips is very light red.

A large pile of long black hair was piled on the pillow, making his skin white as snow, and the skirt of his clothes was slightly spread out, revealing a thin chest that rose and fell with his breathing.

Wen Qingfeng looked at it, and was in a trance for a moment.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and his fingers lightly touched Xiao Yuhua's face, but he didn't dare to move, he just concentrated on feeling the warmth and softness of the skin under his hand.

222.

In the dream, Xiao Yuhua felt a little itchy on his face, so he raised his hand to scrape.

"Hmm..." He murmured and turned sideways.

Wen Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly withdrew her hands, turned around and left the room as if fleeing.

Guzheng chased after her and asked, "Elder Wen, are you leaving now? Xianjun is still awake."

Wen Qingfeng said: "I'll come see him tomorrow."

223.

After Xiao Yuhua woke up, knowing that Wen Qingfeng had come, he was a little angry, and asked Guzheng, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Guzheng argued: "The elder doesn't allow me to wake you up. He came and sat for a while, then left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent."

"Master is always busy on weekdays, so it's not easy to see him."

"But the elder said that he will come to see you tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Xiao Yuhua was overjoyed, and went to meditate for another half an hour.

It's just a little head nod, and I'm going to sleep again.

224.

The next day, when Wen Qingfeng came over, Xiao Yuhua was sitting on the bamboo couch under the wooden incense stand, comprehending the changes in the world and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

Wen Qingfeng calmed down her emotions, walked over, put one hand on the top of his head lightly, and passed in a stream of immortal energy that she had refined.

As soon as Xiao Yuhua moved his body, he was about to open his eyes, and was scolded by him: "Be humble and concentrate, don't think too much."

This immortal energy slowly poured into the sea of ​​air along the top of his head, and suddenly met a more powerful immortal energy. The two immortal energy suddenly met, collided violently, and did not blend together.

Wen Qingfeng was startled, quickly withdrew his hands, and withdrew.

However, Xiao Yuhua felt a sharp pain in his abdomen because of the struggle between the two immortal qi, and his face turned pale instantly.

225.

"Master?" He looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong with me?"

Wen Qingfeng shook his head, sighed and said: "Yesterday I heard from your girl that you didn't make any progress in your cultivation, and you were worried day and night. Just now, I wanted to test your breath and see what level you have reached in cultivation."

Xiao Yuhua understands that he has not cultivated a little bit of fairy art, so how can he talk about the realm?

Feeling sad and at a loss, he said: "Master, is it true that I am not a material for cultivating immortals, and I am not even comparable to ordinary people?"

Wen Qingfeng wanted to tell the truth, but was afraid of making him sad, so he hesitated.

Just sat down beside him, hugged his shoulders, and said softly: "It's okay, no matter what your cultivation level is, you are my apprentice, Wen Qingfeng."

As soon as Xiao Yuhua heard this, he knew that he meant that he had no hope of cultivating immortality, and immediately shed tears and said: "I am really a waste, before and now."

226.

In fact, Wen Qingfeng knew that it was not his own fault.

It was because the immortal energy in his body was too domineering, and he was not allowed to refine other immortal energy at all, and they were mutually exclusive. No matter how hard he tried to cultivate, he would be expelled from this immortal energy, leaving no trace of his cultivation.

But he didn't know that this immortal energy was left to Xiao Yuhua by that Taoist priest.

He was afraid that this immortal energy was written by his mother, so he didn't say it clearly.

Naturally, it would be better not to say such things that would damage the relationship between mother and child.

Perhaps her mother had other ideas.

227.

But Xiao Yuhua still didn't give up, and asked: "Master, do I really have no chance of entering the immortal way?"

Wen Qingfeng is only afraid that if he continues to practice, if he really develops a cultivation base that can compete with the immortal energy in his body, there will be two different immortal energy in his body fighting to the death, and he will be the one who will be injured.

He said: "I just probed your sea of ​​energy, and you have already suffered damage. If you continue to practice, not only will it not benefit, but it will hurt yourself."

Xiao Yuhua thought of the sharp pain just now, so he believed it, threw himself into Wen Qingfeng's arms, and said, "Master, what should I do?"

"I can't practice immortality, so I can't relieve the master's worries and solve the sect's difficulties like the senior sisters and junior brothers. I am simply a useless person."

"Not only am I a waste, but I also have nothing to do all day long, and I have to be taken care of. Except for this face that I can see, there is nothing special about me."

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, tears flowed out, and his eyes were red from crying.

228.

Seeing him so sad, Wen Qingfeng felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He helped him up and said: "If you feel that there is nothing else to do, why not go to the fairy pharmacy to sort medicine for your uncle. You don't need any spells, and you can definitely do it with your ability."

The reason why Xiao Yuhua was so sad was that he felt useless and was afraid of disappointing Wen Qingfeng's expectations. Hearing this, he was slightly distracted and stopped crying.

"Can I do it, but I don't know any fairy medicine, what exactly should I do?"

"Of course you can. This matter is also simple. You only need to dry and grind the fairy grass and spirit branches handed over by the following disciples into powder, and prepare and smelt it according to the recipe."

Xiao Yuhua had read a lot of medical books before in order to treat himself, and he could also prescribe prescriptions for his pulse. Thinking that it was easy, he was a little happy and said, "Then I will try it!"

Wen Qingfeng wiped his tears for him, and said, "Look at you, how old you are, and you're still crying."

After the words fell, there was a throbbing in my heart, and I felt a piece of salty wetness on my fingers.

When I went to see Xiao Yuhua, my eyes were blurred with tears, and the tears on my face were still wet, adding a more fragile beauty than before.

He was a little scared, and when he saw countless illusions overlapped in front of him, he turned his head away, not daring to look any further.

I don't even know what I'm afraid of.