Chapter Seventy-Three: Pure Compassion and the Year-End Ceremony

"Isn't there any other way to completely turn your body into a magic weapon?" Hakuya continued.

Yuwen Xiaoxiang felt strange at Bai Ye's words, "Why are you looking for this method? You still have illusions about your cultivation? Give up, it's impossible." ”

How many people have worked on this? This is probably as unsolvable as eternal life.

"Speaking of which, why are you so obsessed with enhancing your physique? Although I don't really understand the principle of your magic weapon, but you can rely on it to get the approval of that madman Bai Er, it should be enough to protect yourself. ”

Yuwen Xiaoxiang didn't know that the use of the corpse had a need for his own physique. White Night explained to her the principle of the corpse.

After listening to Bai Ye's introduction, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Bai Ye was completely making a fuss. "If that's all there is to it, there are a number of ways to fix it. ”

Her voice was a little floating, "It's just a matter of kinetic energy impacting the body, many defensive magic weapons and healing magic weapons can work, there must be a lot of powerful healing magic weapons in Moye's Jingci Zhai, I'll go and ask for it." ”

When it comes to Moye, Yuwen Xiaoxiang, who has just been serious, has a girly trend.

In addition to the six immortal sects, there are many immortal sects in the world, and Jingcizhai is a very famous one.

In fact, the inheritance of Jingcizhai has a history of about 3,000 years, which is not shorter than the six immortal gates.

The founder was a general physician who turned into a god by chance, and later generations called her the Pure Ci Fairy because she founded the Pure Compassion Zhai.

Jing Ci Zhai is a fairy gate that specializes in training physicians.

Different from ordinary immortal gates, the operation mode of Jing Ci Zhai is unique. It is made up of a headquarters in the West Continent and chain branches throughout the Xuanhuang Continent.

Anyone who meets the requirements can apply to the headquarters to join and open a branch. The headquarters will send a special person to the branch to guide the practice.

Jingcizhai has always been in line with the concept of curing diseases and saving people, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and has no quarrel with the world, and is deeply loved by people.

In terms of scale, the scale far exceeds the six immortal gates, and the reason why it cannot be compared with the six great immortal gates:

First, because they are too down-to-earth, the disciples are all over the red dust, and they are not as high as the six immortal sects.

The second is that the medical Tao itself is weak, and the energy of the disciples is dragged down by the practice of medical treatment, and the general cultivation is not high.

"Well, I didn't expect it to be solved like this. ”

Listening to Yuwen Xiaoxiang's words, Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and found that he had fallen into the wrong place of thinking before.

The corpse that far exceeds the strength of the body, but it will only hurt the body, and it will not be long before it is injured at the same time!

With the level of treatment in this world, it doesn't seem difficult to do this. Thinking back to the time when Bai Yue and Moye treated themselves, it was easy for him to heal from his death.

"That's how it is when you're young, you do everything with an impulse, and you have to learn more from your elders in the future, you know. ”

Bai Ye's problem was solved, and Yuwen Xiaoxiang showed her knowledge, she floated even more, raised her hands, and relied on the old to educate Bai Ye.

Looking at Yuwen Xiaoxiang, who was arrogantly preaching to himself who was shorter than him, he wanted to laugh a little, and he felt a little inexplicably happy.

For the next period of time, most of Bai Ye's energy was spent on practicing. He often went to Bai Joya to rehearse with this elegant classical beauty the repertoire to be performed at the festival.

Yuwen Xiaoxiang sent a brief interrogation to ask Mo Ye for a powerful healing device. However, Moye didn't know whether she was reluctant, or annoyed that Xiangxiang drove her away that night, and she didn't care about Xiangxiang all the time.

Yuwen Xiaoxiang gritted her teeth, and she was helpless, Moye wanted to hide, she was really hard to find.

Bai Ye is not in a hurry, new ideas have been opened, even if there is no Moye's healing weapon, it is only a matter of time before he breaks through the restriction of the body on the corpse.

Soon the year-end festival is just around the corner.

The year-end festival has a long history, and its original name was "prayer festival", which means to beg for one's life from the heavens.

Thousands of years ago, when the power of the imperial court had not yet grown, and humans were still struggling under the minions of alien beasts, people begged for mercy from the heavens through this kind of sacrifice, begging fate to be kind to them in the coming year, so that they could survive with it.

As the power of the Imperial Court gradually grew, and mankind gained peace and tranquility, the name was no longer suitable, so it gradually disappeared and became a year-end festival.

If you have to give the year-end festival a name, it would be better to call it "Yakushiro Matsuri".

After the festival, this year's graduates will follow the army that returned at the end of the year to reorganize and go to the northern defense line and embark on a battlefield that is only a matter of life and death.

Today's year-end festival is actually held for returning soldiers and soldiers who are about to go to battle.

On the huge square in the center of the academy, a gorgeous stage was erected, and dozens or hundreds of rhythmic balls of light were suspended in mid-air. Surrounded by a curtain of water from top to bottom, the heating is steaming without obscuring the view, and the water is gurgling and touching the bottom and disappearing naturally.

When Bai Ye and Bai Yue came here, their ears were filled with pleasant music, and the air was extremely fresh and refreshing without a trace of miscellaneous smell.

Bai Ye raised his head to face the sky, took a deep breath, and exhaled freely. He couldn't help but feel that after the festival, maybe it was time to relax.

For so long, except for the recent rehearsal, he has been his residence, and he has never gone back and forth to the Bunley Temple.

This is normal, the white night with heavy study pressure on the shoulder, there is no leisure to go to the tour, and I come here to perform.

The water curtain separates sixteen passages in the center of the square, and inside the curtain is a circular watchtower. Each channel is divided into categories and given to special people to use.

I didn't have any of these things when I came to the rehearsal before, and it was said that it was a giant space circle.

The festival was attended not only by the students of the whole school, but also by the old graduates who had returned from the frontline to reorganize.

Therefore, a ring seat is not enough.

Sixteen passages lead to sixteen overlapping spaces, fifteen circular auditoriums, and a backstage.

You can't see each other from the different spaces, but you can see the stage in the center.

Bai Ye was going to the backstage, and Bai Qiaoya had said in advance that she would come to meet with Bai Ye in a while.

Bai Yue had to go to the stand, which was more embarrassing, because he graduated early and couldn't enter with the team of Bunryin. I don't have any other identity, so it's better to not know where to go.

At this time, the sky was only hazy, and there was still a long time before the festival began, and there were not many people in the square.

When he was worried, Bai Ye found two familiar figures at the entrance of the backstage, sneaky and suspicious.

"Bai Xinyue. The two of them whispered hello from behind.

When the two of them heard Bai Ye's voice, they both froze, obviously doing something unseemly.

When they stiffly turned around and saw Bai Ye's appearance, Bai Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, while the other person looked surprised.

"It's you. "White Night!" Bai Xinyue and the other person's voices sounded at the same time.

Bai Ye ignored the person next to him, and only asked Bai Xinyue, "Long time no see, do you need any help?"

Bai Ye wanted to ask her how to let Bai Yue in. Before that, lay the groundwork, and before asking for help, find an opportunity to express your intention to help, so that it is difficult for the other person to refuse.

And they thought about it in the dark night, they were obviously doing something unseemly, and they would definitely not let him, an unfamiliar outsider, interfere.

"No ......"

Before Bai Xinyue could speak, the other girl squeezed between the two.

"It's me, when you first came to the academy, you asked me where the dean's office was, do you remember?"