The mountains are cold in the morning and evening, and the humidity is heavy, which is not comparable to the plains, and the junior sister must have not adapted to it for a while, so her body is sick. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Really let the senior brother find out, Qingli smiled and said that it was okay, it wasn't a serious illness, it would be fine in a few days, she told the senior brother not to worry.

"What are we going to do today?" Qingli looked at Senior Brother Lu with anticipation on his face, Master said that he would let him teach him some basic skills first. From now on, I have to work hard, I must not lose the face of my master and brother, and let those who look down on me see, even if the Xuanli value is zero, you can still quickly get on the road.

Her expression was the same as when she first arrived, from her body, Lu Haichuan seemed to see her own shadow, the only difference was that her own Xuan power value was much higher than Qingli's.

It is undeniable that qualification is very important to a person's cultivation, but it does not mean that if you have good qualifications, you will definitely be able to rise to the top, and if you have poor qualifications, you will never come out.

For Qingli's ordinariness, Lu Haichuan is not disgusted at all, on the contrary, he wants to see an ordinary person with his own efforts, step by step to the peak of life, such a path is destined to be much more difficult than those who are born to cultivate immortals, but once successful, the fun is something that others will never be able to experience.

Maybe that's what Master meant, Lu Haichuan thought. No matter what, he will stand by Qingli's side, fend off gossip with her, and explore the wonderful world of swords together.

The junior sister has just arrived, and her body is not very comfortable, so I will teach her some simple things in the past few days, such as absorbing qi, and the art of breathing is one of the foundations of Taihua's swordsmanship.

First of all, you have to be proficient in manipulating the various breaths that hover around you, because they are the embodiment of the forces of nature. Whether a swordsman is powerful or not, the most important thing is to see whether his sword is sharp, and whether the power he borrows is appropriate, even if a person is strong, his strength is limited, but if he can turn the power of the outside world into his own use, it will not be the same.

"Live in a good place, have a good heart, be kind and benevolent, be kind and faithful, govern well, do good things, and move ...... good times"

On the moon cliff, under the peach blossom tree, the two meditated face to face, and Lu Haichuan asked her to recite the meditation mantra with her, which can eliminate the distracting thoughts in people's hearts in order to achieve the purpose of concentrating on cultivation.

"Meditation, get rid of distracting thoughts, take a deep breath, exhale the clear air into the body, discharge the turbid qi out of the body, feel the mystery of the world with your heart, and slowly experience the mystery between heaven, earth, and man, these can only be comprehended by our own feelings, and everyone understands the things differently, and the results will be different, so there are so many schools of practice in the world. Lu Haichuan told the little junior sister while spitting.

Qingli did what his senior brother said, but what he said always made people seem to understand it, sure enough, in the line of cultivating immortals, the master led the door, and the cultivation was personal, all he could do was to guide himself as much as possible, because there are many things in it that cannot be taught by words and deeds, and he can only rely on himself to ponder and break through.

Sitting like this for an hour, Qingli followed the pace of his senior brother and kept exhaling and inhaling, spitting out the old and absorbing the new, he was even more tired than just walking a long way, it was really fatal, this was just the beginning, Qingli felt pressure.

Thinking about it, yes, people always sigh how good the gods are, but they never pay attention to the hardships behind them, and in this world, how many people can really ascend to immortals? Despite this, there are still countless people on this road, maybe they are not seeking immortality, but to make their lives better and more valuable.

"How about it?" Seeing her tired look, Lu Haichuan said, "If you're tired, let's practice again tomorrow, anyway, we have a lot of time, and it's the most taboo to be anxious about exercising, let's take our time, let's practice for an hour today, and then add it slowly, everything has to be done gradually, right?" Lu Haichuan knew that she had a thin foundation, so he made up his mind for a long time.

"It's okay, I can still hold on, let's practice for another hour!" Qingli smiled with her eyebrows, she didn't want to make excuses for her uselessness, she knew that her senior brother was for her own good, so she deliberately said it so easily. But if you want to achieve great things, you have to go through hardships, it has been like this since ancient times, pies will not fall from the sky, there is a way out only by constantly fighting, how can Qingli admit it so quickly, she does not allow herself to retreat.

Oh, good! Lu Haichuan was moved by the seriousness of her junior sister, she was really self-motivated, and she was really more and more admirable.

After looking at her for a while, Lu Haichuan closed his eyes and continued to breathe.

The mountain breeze blows, the peach petals are scattered, the frost-free ground stands on the branches and naps, above the peach tree, there is a melodious sound of the piano, a good quiet and peaceful scenery, it is estimated that the whole Taihua Mountain can only see such a picture of Zhaoyao Peak.

Ahem, suddenly Qingli coughed again, she covered her chest with one hand, and looked very uncomfortable.

When Lu Haichuan opened his eyes, he only saw her fainting.

"Hey, junior sister, what's wrong with you?" didn't hear the answer, Lu Haichuan's tone of voice changed, he quickly picked up Qingli, and ran to the tree house above on the peach branch.

Look, you still say it's okay, you are a person, you know that you are strong, you have to toss so much when you are sick, and it is too worry-free. Lu Haichuan hugged her and called Master.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. A white figure fell from above and landed on the platform in front of Lu Haichuan's tree house.

"What's going on?" Bian asked.

"Master, sister, she fainted. It's all my fault, blame me for not taking good care of her. Lu Haichuan blamed himself on his face, all the mistakes were his own fault, he knew her situation, but he didn't stop it......

Bian Zhaoyao didn't say anything, his white slender hand moved forward, and the gauze tent of the bed curtain was rolled onto the hooks on both sides, and he wiped the temperature of Qingli from his forehead with his hand.

Why is it so hot, Bian Zhaoyao's face was solemn, and he turned around and asked Xiaohai to go to the basin of hot water, and handed over the towel by the way. Lu Haichuan usually stays in Zhaoyao Peak, and he is not sick or sick when he is young, this is the first time he has encountered this situation, so he is a little flustered.

A towel was applied to his forehead, and the other towel was held in Bian Zhaoyao's hand, he patiently helped Qingli wipe his face and arms, while Lu Haichuan helped change the water on the side, if it weren't for the master's presence, he really didn't know what to do.