The next day, Zixian got up early as usual to practice internal strength. Recently, she found a way to transform the true qi of the Northern Darkness into the True Yuan of the Northern Darkness from the Wordless Heavenly Book. Although the true qi of the Northern Darkness is already very sharp, after all, it is not cultivated step by step, and it is inevitable that it will be jerky to control, and it is impossible to do what you want. Moreover, the True Yuan itself is a more pure and domineering energy than the True Qi, if you can convert all the True Qi of the Northern Darkness into the True Yuan of the Northern Darkness, then your strength will definitely increase a lot again.

Zi Xian slowly urged the Northern Darkness True Qi to slowly run around the spiritual roots, allowing the spiritual roots to slowly nourish and infiltrate these true qi. After running for I don't know how many weeks, there was a trace of the true qi of the Northern Darkness that was transformed into the true yuan. Zixian sighed slightly, it seems that transforming these true qi is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight.

I practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture for a while. At this time, Zixian's Nine Yin True Scripture had reached the eighth layer of consummation, and there was only a line away from the ninth layer. But I don't know why, no matter how hard I try, I just can't break through this last barrier.

Zixian shook his head helplessly, stood up and walked out, and before he knew it, he walked to the Lingbo Bridge. The clear underground spring at your feet joins into a small stream, which flows very gently and smoothly on the surface of the water. Looking around, beyond the crystal dome, there is also a clear blue lake, and the fish swimming in the water seem to be able to catch it with a single hand. Being in such a world of water, Zixian felt that her heart was soft.

The hand unconsciously stroked the sword spike without a trace in the autumn water. Master, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, Xian'er misses you so much, now Emei must be very lively, you must have prepared a lot of delicious food.

People who practice martial arts pay attention to not eating at noon. Especially Xiaoyao, a sect that wins with light skills, has extremely strict weight control. The disciples of Xiaoyao generally only eat some simple fruits and vegetables in the morning, but they don't even touch meat and the like. In the past few days in Lingbo Cave, Zixian feels that he is hungry every day, but the disciples are all accustomed to it, but he is embarrassed to be special.

"It's good that Ling'er isn't here." Zixian sighed self-deprecatingly. If Ling'er's girl was in Lingbo Cave and let her eat vegetarian every day, she would have to be mad.

Who would have imagined that the high-ranking head of the free faction would be entangled in such a mundane thing as eating? With peerless martial arts, there are one hundred and eight restaurants under the door, but you are hungry all day long? Who will believe it!

Zixian smiled bitterly, rolled up his long sleeves, and walked off the bridge.

Yesterday Qing'er was punished for facing the wall for a day, and now that the time is almost over, let's go see her first.

Zixian walked into the "Go to the Country" and found Meng Qingqing curled up on the ground, her little face flushed, and her heart was not good, so she hurriedly picked her up and went to "Sien" nearby.

Meng Qingqing had a high fever, nestled in Zixian's arms, and was still talking nonsense.

"Master, you're finally willing to come to see Qing'er...... Qing'er misses you so much, Qing'er is uncomfortable......"

Zixian put Meng Qingqing on Sien's soft couch and wanted to cover the quilt for her, but was dragged by her slender hands.

"Don't go, Qing'er will be good in the future, please, don't leave Qing'er ......" A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and the soft voice seemed to dissipate as soon as the wind blew.

"Qing'er is good, don't leave you, Qing'er let go first, okay?" Zixian looked at Meng Qingqing like this, knowing that she regarded herself as a Dugu senior, her heart was sour, and she couldn't help but soften her voice.

"No, don't leave ...... Master...... Talk counts......"

"Okay, good, it must count." The soft voice made Zixian himself stunned for a moment.

Meng Qingqing obediently let go of his hand. Zixian covered the quilt for her, walked to the desk and wrote a prescription, and instructed the Tsing Yi disciples guarding outside the cave to fry it according to the prescription and send it over.

"Boss, don't beat Qing'er, woo woo ......"

"Woo, I was wrong, senior brother, why don't you hurt me......"

"Dad, why did you marry that, I hate you......"

"You slut, kill my mother, one day, I will kill your whole family and destroy your whole house......"

Qing'er, who was in a coma, frowned, breathed rapidly, her true qi was disordered, and tears continued to flow.

Seeing this, Zixian crossed a true yuan into Meng Qingqing's body to protect her heart. Then he took out the phoenix piano and plucked the strings lightly, and a sound of the piano that seemed to come from the heavenly realm slowly flowed out.

This is Zixian's pure heart mantra created by fusing the Emei faction's pure heart recipe and the Xiaoyao faction's Guangling San. This piece can still calm the soul when played on the ordinary piano, and when played with this phoenix piano, the effect has been amplified many times. Not to mention that it's just a nightmare, even if you go crazy, you can calm it down.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Meng Qingqing's frowning brows to loosen, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he fell into a deep sleep. Zi Xianfang breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Feng couldn't kneel down before "Sien". No matter how much you persuade your younger brothers and sisters, it doesn't work. Zixian heard the noise outside the cave, so he flew out to find out.

"Feng'er, what are you doing here?" Zixian looked at Chu Feng's dejected appearance and said lightly.

"Master, it's all my fault, if I hadn't run out, my junior sister wouldn't have been like this." Chu Feng lowered his head with a look of self-blame.

At this moment, a disciple in Tsing Yi came over with a bowl of medicine.

"It's useless for you to kneel here, so you can take care of Qing'er for the next few days to make up for your dereliction of duty."

"The disciple is ordered, and he must take good care of his junior sister." Chu Feng arched his hand and said solemnly.

The next day, Meng Qingqing woke up in a daze, his whole body ached, especially his head, as if he had been filled with lead. I looked around, but I was in my cave.

"Senior sister, are you awake? How does it feel? Chu Feng asked with a concerned expression.

"Senior brother? How did you end up here? Meng Qingqing saw the person in front of him clearly and wondered. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his face became very ugly: "You, don't you care about me?" ”

"That's what you said in anger, how can Senior Brother really ignore you." Chu Feng said gently, helped Meng Qingqing to lean on himself, scooped up the brown medicinal juice with a spoon and sent it to her mouth: "Since you are awake, come, drink the medicine." ”

"Can you not drink ......" Meng Qingqing looked at Chu Feng pitifully and said softly.

"Can't! How can you be good quickly, well-behaved, and obedient without taking medicine. ”

"But I hate taking pills......"

"I hate taking pills but I like to toss myself?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and said.

"It's not because you're ......"

"Less nonsense, drink quickly, don't drink me again."

Under Chu Feng's coaxing and persuasion, coercion and temptation, Meng Qingqing finally drank a bowl of medicine.

Half an hour later......

"Senior brother, I feel much better now, thank you senior brother for saving Qing'er......"

"Where, where, that's not my credit. The one who saves you is the master. This medicine was also sent by the head of the house. ”

"Huh? No way, she wanted to kill me before......"

"Your injuries are all skin injuries, and the head has already protected your meridians with true qi, don't you even know?" Chu Feng frowned and looked at Meng Qingqing, and said seriously.

"I, I don't know, I thought ......"

"Why?"

"Nothing. Did she say anything? ”

"She told me to take good care of you."

Meng Qingqing was silent for a long time, and suddenly struggled to get out of bed.

"Senior sister, where are you going, don't run around, your body hasn't recovered yet!"

Meng Qingqing made a brief inquiry with a disciple in Tsing Yi, and then went straight to the "Grand View".

The cyan vines with purple flowers cover the entrance of the cave like a curtain, and if it were not for the stone tablet at the entrance, it would be difficult for others to find that there is such a cave here. The stele reads "Da Da Guanxi, everything is indispensable", and Meng Qingqing stood here.

"Since you're here, come in." A cold voice came, Meng Qingqing hesitated for a moment and walked in.

"Boss...... Thank you for this rescue. Meng Qingqing bowed and said respectfully.

"You are my free disciple, and it is my duty to save you." Zixian raised his head from the Book of Heaven and looked at Meng Qingqing with big black eyes. Meng Qingqing couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, and her eyes seemed to be able to directly see the depths of a person's heart, which made her inexplicably flustered, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Qing'er misunderstood the head of the house many times before, and she was disrespectful, but the head of the house was able to ignore the past suspicions, and Qing'er regretted it." Meng Qingqing said with a look of shame.

"I've punished you for the mistakes you made before, so I won't take it to heart anymore." Zixian said lightly.

"But Qing'er felt very ......unhappy in her heart," Meng Qingqing bit her lower lip.

"If you really feel that you can't go, just train your body for me, as a carefree disciple, a little wind and cold will look like that, what kind of body will it become."

Meng Qingqing nodded tearfully: "The disciple obeys." ”

"Let's go down. Don't think about yourself in the future, your senior brother and I are both people who care about you. ”

Meng Qingqing saluted and hurriedly exited the cave. As soon as he lifted the cyan vines, tears overflowed his eyes.

"The 'master' in my dream and the sound of the piano in my dream are all in charge. Only a person like the head of the house can play such a tune. Meng Qingqing said silently.

Chu Feng rushed over and saw that Meng Qingqing's eyes were red as if he had cried, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with junior sister?" Did the boss reprimand you? ”

"Nope. She's in charge...... Treat me well. Meng Qingqing smiled at Chu Feng: "Senior brother, let's go back." ”