Apprentice, he just doesn't take medicine

After returning from the Yaozu Sea Territory, Gu Yusheng's dream suddenly changed.In the past, although scenes that Feng Yi experienced occasionally flashed in the dream, the picture was very blurry, and most of the time what he saw was his life in Canglang Peak.However, as Shi Ying handed over the Zhenmoshi to him for safekeeping, Feng Yi's memory gradually became clear, and Gu Yusheng was no longer a spectator, but a person who experienced all this personally.

After leaving Yujian Villa, Feng Yi found the Canglang Peak where he dug out the fairy grass, and built a small tree house at random there to settle down.One day, he thought that his grass should live in the best flowerpot in the world, and someone told him that the evil sects had grabbed the most magic weapons, so he wiped out several evil sects in the world, and sure enough, they got the most magic weapons from their treasure house. Pick out a nice jade basin.Later, a few teenagers imprisoned by the evil way cried and asked to be his apprentice. Seeing these people arguing, he agreed, and there was the Dongling Sword Pavilion, which regarded him as the patriarch.

With the top-quality jade pot, naturally he can no longer use ordinary soil to wrong his grass, so Feng Yi turned around again.When he was satisfied with the soil, water and fertilizer, the famous faction in the evil way was almost robbed, and he also got the title of "Sword God".At that time, Feng Yi was quite dissatisfied with this title, he obviously had the most experience in planting grass, why didn't he call him the God of Grass?

However, he hates talking with people, and when teaching his apprentices, he would throw a cheat book in front of others, and he didn't even bother to explain the formulas, so in the end, this matter was left alone, and Jianxiu also managed to avoid the tragedy of being renamed as a flower farmer destiny.

The sword god Feng Yi has dominated the situation all his life, he went up to the poor and fell to the underworld, and all the rare treasures in the world are in his hands. He never beheaded the unknown under the sword. Thousands of years later, he still fascinated countless monks.However, in his own memory, that was all.

In Feng Yi's dream, everyone's faces were blurred, he didn't remember anyone, even the demon spirit who had spent his whole life to seal it, he didn't pay much attention to it.He lives only to wait for this pot of grass to bloom, and has nothing else to desire.

Predicting the day when he was about to die, Feng Yi had already hung the prepared coffin on the cliff where the grass jelly used to grow.He lay down in it calmly, and ordered his disciples to fill the coffin with boundless pure land, and then transplanted the celestial grass into the coffin, letting the wind and rain beat him without getting up again.

When Feng Yi was alive, he didn't feel that there was any joy in being in the world. At the moment before he died, he still didn't feel any fear or reluctance. He was even silently calculating how long it would take him to stop breathing completely.In the end, he thought that people should leave some last words before they die, so he stroked the leaves of the fairy grass, and said softly with that indifferent voice like a weapon: "I am going to die, and you will grow on me, never leave me. OK?"

The jelly grass sways slightly in the breeze, as before, without any response, Feng Yi likes its quietness, so he can treat it as much as he wants, and never worry about it growing into someone he doesn't like.Feng Yi's heart had already died in Yujian Villa, but he still wanted to find a reason to live. If such an abnormal person, if this grass had thoughts, it wouldn't like him.

Fortunately, it didn't produce intelligence, so he could still deceive himself and make decisions instead of it, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed."

When Feng Yi died, his expression was very peaceful. His wish has been fulfilled. This fairy grass will thrive on his corpse, and his flesh and blood will become one with his favorite grass.Maybe after many years, it will turn into a human form and leave this decaying coffin, but what does that matter?He wouldn't know anyway.

This is Feng Yi's life. He is obviously the strongest monk in the world, but he is always shrouded in loneliness. Just recalling it in his dream, Gu Yusheng felt that he was almost suffocated.However, unlike his own experience, this dream did not wake up with Feng Yi's death.He is still repeating Feng Yi's actions, but Shi Ying is no longer the fairy grass.

He slowly poured the spiritual water he had collected into the man's lapel in green clothes, watched the drenched clothes cling to the man's body, as if he was quenching his thirst with fairy grass dew in a dungeon, and gently kissed his master's lips, but Shi Ying, who was supposed to be indifferent, didn't push him away. Instead, she took off her coat with a chuckle, and asked softly in his ear: "My smell, don't you really want to smell it?"

As these words caught his ears, Gu Yusheng woke up instantly.He subconsciously glanced at his arms, and only after realizing that it was just a blue quilt, he turned over with some regret, and thought to himself: Why did he wake up in a key place?

No, no, what is he thinking wildly, such a rebellious thing still wants to continue?Who dares to blaspheme his master like this, he will definitely stab that arrogant person to death, even if he is the one who did it!

As soon as the thought of honesty came up, Gu Yusheng immediately suppressed it, but after waking up, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and when he closed his eyes, he would think of Master's face.In the end, the obedient apprentice, who was struggling on the verge of committing crimes every day, could only come to the courtyard in great pain, and poured three pots of cold water on himself.

The cold mountain spring finally made all distracting thoughts fade away. Gu Yusheng just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard an indifferent voice behind him, "Is this the reason why you didn't water me for three days?"

It had been three days since they returned from the sea area, and Gu Yusheng didn't know if he was influenced by Feng Yi, and he always wanted to do strange things to his master.After this dream appeared, even the daily routine of watering was canceled, for fear of being unable to hold back and offend Master.It's strange to say Yuanru, what's the point of showing him those indecent books? Ever since he learned about these things, his innocence as a teenager has been ruined!

Gu Shengren silently slandered his senior brother, but he forgot that he took the initiative to ask Yuan Ru what it meant to dream of a man.Although the thoughts in his heart were complicated, Gu Yusheng faced Shiying's eyes that seemed to say, "So you swallowed the water that was given to me", and immediately explained: "Master used to use the world's top nectar, I want to collect some Better spiritual water is offered to you."

This is the truth. Gu Yusheng not only recalled his past swordsmanship, but also inherited his pickiness about spiritual materials in his previous life. He always felt that ordinary spiritual springs were not suitable for watering his master. Only rare treasures will do.

If other monks know about this kind of thinking, they will immediately slam the table and scold him as a prodigal, but Shi Ying has no reaction.He didn't need to irrigate diligently. In the past, Gu Yusheng watered frequently, and he only used it for bathing, but he didn't actually absorb the water. Now he doesn't need to cast spells to dry his clothes, which saves a little energy.

However, considering that this person is his apprentice, he still calmly advised: "You are still growing, you should use the spiritual material you have obtained for yourself."

"Sword cultivator does not rely on heaven, material and earth treasures. Feng Yi has never taken any panacea, and is still the strongest monk in the world."

Although Gu Yusheng in this life is a little more obedient, his stubborn temperament has not changed much. Shi Ying heard his rejection, and only raised her eyebrows to tell the truth: "According to the headmaster, the training method of soldiers is compared to today's swordsmen. Xiu is a hundred times more cruel, if he didn't drink my dew every day, how do you think Feng Yi can survive to the end?"

These words stunned Gu Yusheng, and he subconsciously asked, "Lu... Dew?"

Shi Ying was originally warning his disciples not to overdo it, but when he heard this, he pressed the corners of his eyes and said in confusion: "My dew has the ability to bring spring to a dead tree. I wanted to prepare some for you. It can't come out."

It turned out that the slightly astringent dew that Feng Yi drank in the dungeon was the tears of fairy grass. Gu Yusheng's eyes warmed up when he heard this, and he subconsciously stroked the corner of Shiying's eyes, and replied softly: "I would rather never get such a rare gift." Qizhen."

Such a move shocked both master and apprentice. As soon as Shi Ying glanced over, Gu Yusheng hurriedly withdrew his hand and explained with an embarrassed expression: "Recently I have been influenced by Feng Yi, and I offended Master. Please forgive me."

Shi Ying knew that Gu Yusheng's past life memories were waking up, and it was normal for occasional confusion to occur, so he didn't care about it, he just thought silently, Gu Yusheng's hands were different from trees, they were very hot, and it even made him feel as if he would be crushed. The illusion of burns.

This is not Gu Yusheng's normal body temperature. After a little thought, Shi Ying asked with her medical instinct: "Your palms are hot, but something is wrong with your cultivation?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yusheng's breath became stagnant. He carefully looked at Master's expression and made sure that he had no doubts. Then he said angrily, "Recently, it's easy to get hot and dry. Please trouble Master to refine some Qingxin Jingqi Powder."

Headmaster Gu, who always refused treatment, took the initiative to ask for medicine. Shi Ying would naturally not refuse. Chuan Linfeng only had this house, and Gu Yusheng's room was next to the alchemy room. He nodded, and then took his disciples to grab the medicine .

It has been four years since Gu Yusheng entered the realm. With the progress of the two dreams, his previous cultivation base has also been awakened. In addition, he is also diligent in cultivation and never slacks off. The one who became the master back then.However, no matter how amazing Yu's swordsmanship is, he can't even distinguish the hemostatic grass from the poisonous dragon grass when he grabs the medicine. Up to now, even the cool water for mosquito repellent has to be prepared by the master.

Shi Ying skillfully grasped the medicine in front of the cabinet, thinking about her generation of overlords of herbs, the only apprentice who couldn't even prepare the golden sore medicine used by mortals, so she could only sigh: "You really have no talent for refining medicine. I can't even learn ordinary medicine for a long time."

Shi Ying is extremely focused when refining medicine, and the medicine is prepared and refined into the furnace in one go, and every move is smooth and rhythmic.Gu Yusheng liked to see Master being so busy for him, so he stared at Shi Ying silently at this time, and only pretended to be innocent and replied: "Maybe I am only suitable for wielding swords and swords."

The Qinglian demon corpse they brought back from the demon clan caused an uproar in the comprehension world. All the sects were investigating everywhere, and the sword cultivators were running around.However, Shi Ying still didn't mention anything about what happened in the north. Gu Yusheng looked at Master and didn't know whether to ask or not.

Just when he was hesitating, Shi Ying had already put the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, and remembering her purpose of coming today, she said: "Next year in March, various sects in the south will jointly hold a trial meeting. The leader intends to take you there, you follow him , get to know more people."

The Trial Conference is held only once every five years. It can be said that it is the first step for every monk to officially become famous.Regarding this, Gu Yusheng was not surprised. He had the Flower Sword in his hand and was the reincarnation of Feng Yi, so he deserved his name to be in charge of the Dongling Sword Pavilion.

He wants to surpass Feng Yi of the past and deter all those who covet the fairy grass. Naturally, this trial meeting cannot be missed. At this time, he only asked: "Will Master go together?"

After Shi Ying confirmed the relationship between Gu Yusheng and Feng Yi, she chatted with Shen Fengyuan on the first day she returned to Dongling Jiange. Sure enough, when she heard that the patriarch had returned, Shen Fengyuan immediately decided to leave the headship behind and continue to live her carefree life.However, considering that Gu Yusheng is still young, he calmed down and decided to stay on for a few more years, and slowly hand over the affairs of the family.

During the chat, Shen Fengyuan advised him that Gu Yusheng has grown up, it's time to make some fame in the cultivation world, if there is a master following him all the time, people will definitely look down upon him.Shi Ying thought that this was very reasonable, and she didn't want to go with him. Facing the expectant eyes when he asked the question, for some reason, she couldn't say the words of refusal, so she just asked: "You are the number one swordsman in the world. What difference does it make to go or not to go?"

Gu Yusheng is not stupid. He vaguely expected Shiying's answer when he opened his mouth. He also knew that he should be independent as soon as possible, and he couldn't always ask his master to accompany him. However, when he thought that he would not see Shiying for at least several months, He swallowed the rational answer that came to his mouth.

Finally, he had an idea, and only replied with a distressed expression: "Feng Yi has been inseparable from the fairy grass all his life, without it by his side, he will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Shi Ying didn't expect this, but Gu Yusheng has been really weird recently, and he is not sure whether these past life memories will have other effects.After a little contemplation, I couldn't rest assured after all, and compromised: "The illness brought about by the previous life is really troublesome. Before you cure yourself, I will go with you."

As soon as Gu Yusheng heard that there was no need to separate from Shiying, Gu Yusheng was immediately elated. Relying on finding Feng Yi as the scapegoat, he boldly held Master's hand.When he was young, he was often led by Shi Ying to go shopping. At that time, his palm was not as big as Shi Ying's, but now he can completely cover the master's hand.

The real touch is far more reassuring than a dream. Gu Yusheng knew that this was a wrong move, but he was reluctant to let go, so he could only pretend to be troubled and explained: "Master, I still can't control the influence from Feng Yi. , if I sometimes involuntarily touch your leaves, it is definitely not that I intend to offend Master."

When a swordsman who is good at solving cases deliberately deceives people, he can definitely beat all criminals in the world.Gu Yusheng's expression was flawless, but it's a pity that all his methods were taught by Shi Ying. Although the master's feelings for people are still confused, he can tell whether an apprentice is lying or not.

He didn't know why the apprentice made such an excuse to hold his own leaves, but it was better than avoiding him.At this time, he didn't try to expose it, but asked pretending to be puzzled: "Rubbing my leaves is also Fengyi's interest?"

Hearing that Gu Yusheng was gently pinching Master's hand for a while, he said in shame, "I don't know why he has such a weird habit."

Want to rely on the master, but feel that it seems naive, always find all kinds of excuses to get close to him.No wonder the apprentice always avoided him a few days ago, it turned out that he became shy when he grew up.

Gu Yusheng's expression seemed to be Meng Lang who was seriously reflecting on his previous life. Shi Ying turned her head to look at the appearance of her apprentice secretly playing tricks, a faint smile flashed across her eyes, and finally pretended to be deceived by him. He just checked the apprentice's pulse, and said calmly as usual: "Your body is full of qi and blood, be careful when watering, don't cook yourself."

Facts have proved that the master is still stronger now, Gu Yusheng glanced quietly, confirmed that Shi Ying's expression was completely the same as usual, and did not immediately shake off his hand, so he was relieved.Although he silently condemned his behavior of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, he did not feel a little bit of success in tricking the bad, and finally just replied respectfully: "Thank you for the teaching, Master."

Well, anyway, it is Feng Yi's fault, his respect for Master is a lesson to be learned, if it is false, Feng Yi will be alone all his life.

The author has something to say: Shi Ying: My apprentice has a genetic disease and touches my leaves every day. How can this be cured?

Gu Yusheng: Be your own gentleman and throw all the blame on the sick tuba.

Feng Yi: At this time, a single sword repairer passing by made a fetish voice—grass!