Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

The sun shone on the boy's body, which seemed to be dazzling. Baili Tusu slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

This sleep was very restless, my whole body was very tired, and my head hurt a little.

That's right...yesterday was the new moon, no wonder...

After tidying up his appearance, Baili Tusu was shocked when he saw Murong Jing when he went out.

"Senior Sister...you don't look very good, what's wrong with your hair?"

Murong Jing looked at Baili Tusu with a pair of panda eyes, pointed to her short hair and said, "Is this... afraid that people will pull their hair and hit their faces when they fight."

Baili Tusu: "...??"

"Bad air... It's really disturbing, how could you get this kind of thing!!" Murong Jing scratched her head in annoyance.

"Don't move!" Xi Miaohua held down Murong Jing's wobbly hand: "Although Ziyin has already showered you with good deeds, but your injuries still need to be healed for a while, so don't move!"

Murong Jing had a look of indifference on her face: "It's just a small wound that needs to be licked, and there's no need to spend so much time on applying medicine."

"Really?" Xi Miaohua glanced at her, and the next second Murong Jing grinned in pain: "Hiss...Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Also, what a beautiful hair, you're willing to cut it like this! How could your parents cut it so easily!"

"Oh...then you didn't see how hard Tu Su pulled my hair! Sure enough, fighting with long hair is the most troublesome!"

"You, you!" Xi Miaohua nodded Murong Jing's forehead: "When will I be able to look like a girl?"

"I really think, helpless life is forced..." Murong Jing shook her head.

Tying a beautiful knot, Xi Miaohua put away the medicine bottle: "You too, obviously able to protect yourself, but you suffered these injuries because you were afraid of hurting your junior brother."

"Kid, don't argue with him." Murong Jing waved her hand: "It's the old man, who knows that Tu Su has evil spirits, yet he still leaves him alone on the night of the new moon!"

"Isn't your master delayed by something? He didn't expect you to go to Tu Su's room. Isn't it safe and sound this year? Tu Su is still young, and he will practice the method of purifying the heart after him. Going to the Kunlun Mountains to clear the air can suppress the evil spirits in the body."

"Suppress it... Could it be that Tu Su will stay in Kunlun for the rest of his life?" Murong Jing asked.

Xi Miaohua was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are really sharp, kid."

"How could this happen! Tu Su is only 9 years old, how could he be locked up here for the rest of his life!"

Xi Miaohua looked at the excited Murong Jing, and said: "Until he finds a way to cure your junior brother, he can only stay in Kunlun."

"how so……"

"...His situation is very unusual, maybe there will be records in some ancient books..." Xi Miaohua murmured.

"Books... that's right!" Murong Jing stood up: "Maybe there is a way! I'll take a step first!" After speaking, she ran towards the scripture storehouse.

"This child is still so reckless." Xi Miaohua shook his head.

"Senior brother is back, is the journey safe and sound?"

"Thank you, brother, for your concern. I followed several brothers and sisters along the way, and I didn't suffer any harm." Ling Yue said, "Why don't you see Master and sisters?"

"Master is in seclusion, and senior sister... is also in seclusion." Baili Tusu paused when he mentioned Murong Jing, as if he was considering his words.

A row of black lines appeared on Ling Yue's face: "Junior sister...retreat?" Isn't it confinement?

Baili Tusu nodded: "It's not in the Valley of Thoughts, it's in the Sutra Library."

Ling Yuemo said for a long time: "Master punished her?" No matter how many times the precept elder punished her for copying scriptures, it didn't work, and only Master could make her stay obediently in the scripture treasury.

"No, she suddenly..." Baili Tusu thought for a while, "I don't know what stimulated her."

"...Since it's nothing serious, let's forget about it. It's not been a day or two since she suddenly had a convulsion..."

"Fenji... evil spirit... obsessed..." Murong Jing kept searching, scratching her head unbearably: "How come there are so few... Huh? There is a record here! The evil spirit..."

"How could it be!" Murong Jing screamed, frightening the Lingqu who was reading at the side.

Ling Qu couldn't help curling her lips, this Fu Jingkong occupies the title of disciple of the elder holding the sword, but always causes trouble.Now, as if he had changed his temper, he came to the sutra library to read every day, but he was surprised again.

"The evil spirit... can't be resolved, but can only be suppressed with clear energy, or wait for it to dissipate..." Murong Jing's face was very ugly.The old man said that Fen Ji has the effect of absorbing evil spirits, and since Murong Jing was attacked that day, Baili Tusu took him with him, but even so, it can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause...

How could there be so much evil spirit in Tu Su's body? The old man couldn't explain it clearly. Could it be that Tu Su's fate is to wait to die and become a monster?

There must be a way! ! !

"Senior brother!" Murong Jing hurriedly ran to Lingyue's room: "Senior brother, show me that jade pendant!"

Ling Yue was changing clothes. When Murong Jing ran in, he had just taken off his jacket and his upper body was naked. Seeing Murong Jing, Ling Yue turned pale with fright: "Junior Sister! You go out first!"

"What are you going out for? I've already come in. You can just give it to me. It will save you trouble." Murong Jing didn't notice Ling Yue's state at all, and looked back and forth in his room: "You Where did you put it? Didn't it hang around your neck? Is it on your belt?" Then he fiddled with Ling Yue's belt.

"Stop! Don't be rude!" Ling Yue's face turned red: "You go out first! I'll change my clothes and send them to you!"

"You change yours, I'll take mine, don't delay, just tell me where it is." Murong Jing still unconsciously rummaged around.

"You..." In desperation, Ling Yue grabbed Murong Jing's wrist with one hand. Murong Jing was caught off guard by Ling Yue's long arm and swung him out. Just as he stood firm, he saw the door of Ling Yue's room, "Bang!" closed with a bang.

"What are you doing! I'm not a flower picker, and you're not a woman from a good family, why do you make it look like you've been molested by me!!!" Murong Jing said with her hands on her hips.

Baili Tusu, who was passing by, stiffened when he heard Murong Jing's angry shout, and then left quickly.

"Thank you for the jade pendant, junior sister. With it, even those evil spirits dare not come close to me. The jade pendant of your family... Junior sister?" Seeing Murong Jing studying the jade pendant in his hand, Ling Yue couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at?" ?”

Murong Jing ignored Ling Yue's question, her whole face was wrinkled, and suddenly a green light flashed in her hand and hit the jade pendant, a crystal halo immediately appeared around the jade pendant, and the damage in the green light was as silent as a mud cow entering the sea sound.

"Sure enough..." Murong Jing jumped up: "Sure enough, there is a formation up there! I wonder why it's so powerful!" After speaking, he left in a hurry, leaving Ling Yue who was puzzled at the place.

After finishing the last stroke, Murong Jing slowly injected spiritual power into the magic circle on the ground.

After a while, the magic circle lit up, and streamers of light reciprocated in the painted imprints, and a flowerpot in the middle was very conspicuous.

Murong Jing picked up the broken water, concentrated and calmed down, and the next moment a sword qi struck the flower pot.

When the sword energy arrived, the magic circle shone brightly, a green hemispherical halo blocked the sword energy, and the flower pot was intact.

"Success!" Murong Jing jumped up happily: "This is just the first step! As long as you continue to study...you will definitely find a way!"

Not far away, Hongyu looked at Murong Jing who was excited alone, but her face was very surprised.

"Her talent in swordsmanship is not as good as Tu Su's, but she is a rare genius in Taoism formation." Ziyin said slowly.

Hongyu nodded: "What's rare is that she didn't study the formation for herself... According to her previous personality, I was worried that she would kill her when the Second Young Master attacked her."

"She won't." Ziyin affirmed: "Her nature is pure and good, and she is definitely not a villain."

"Now she wants to find a way to heal the second young master from the array...Pfft..." Hongyu seemed to have remembered something, raised her sleeves and covered her mouth with a smile, her beautiful eyes were full of misery: "It seems that the Like an old hen trying to protect her babies."

Ziyin: "..."

Anyone she approves of should be protected under her wings, preventing them from any harm or grievance. What is this old hen...

It's just that her strength is too weak now, Hongyu not only turned her head to look at Master Ziyin.

Before she is fledgling, she should grow up honestly under the wings of her master.