He stared at the chrysanthemum in the teacup. The withered flowers, which have long since died, are resurrected in the waters, and bloom more vigorously than when they were alive. It's just because of how much time I've accumulated and how much of the dullness has been withering.

He took the lamp and drank it.

The fragrance is full of mouth, and more is the loneliness of white chrysanthemum.

"Good tea."

Feng Wufu praised lightly and put down the teacup. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful figure of the goddess in his dream, "Yunjing Zhenren, the poor monk has a reluctant request." ”

"Please."

Even though Yunjing Zhenren is an old-timer who has no relief, he is extremely polite to him, like an old friend who has not seen him for many years.

"The poor monk has a younger sister with a stubborn personality who took the freshman exam of your Cloud Nu Sect. In order to prevent her from causing more trouble, the poor monk hoped to stay in the Yunnu Sect for a while as a guest. "The wind has no explanation.

"Very good."

Yunjing Zhenren happily agreed, and the curvature on the side of his lips deepened, "The Earth Buddhist Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, and Master Wushi is willing to stay in the Yunnu Sect as a guest and preach the exquisite Dharma, which is naturally immeasurable." The sect welcomes it. ”

As he spoke, Yunjing Zhenren took out an object from his sleeve, which was a sun-shaped jade badge.

"The guest secretaries in the sect are divided into three ranks, the Japanese-level guest secretaries, and their status is the same as that of the elders; Month-level guest secretary, the status is the same as that of the inner door deacon; Star guest secretary, the status is equal to that of the outer deacon. Master Wushi holds this day-level guest badge, and can move freely within the Cloud Fury Sect, and his authority is equal to that of five elders. ”

Keqing is different from the disciples of the sect.

The relationship between Keqing and the sect is more similar to a cooperative relationship. Keqing does not need to fulfill some obligations of the sect, such as how many tasks are completed every month, and the peerless learning that Keqing has does not need to be handed over to the sect.

"Thank you."

The wind didn't release or shirk, so I took it.

When he pinned the sun-shaped jade badge to the moon-white monk's robe, his whole body suddenly shook, his face was pale, his brows frowned slightly, and a low groan of surprise escaped from his throat.

"Master Wusha?"

Yunjing Zhenren noticed something unusual, there was a faint smell of blood wafting in the air, and there was a tendency to get stronger and stronger, "What's the matter?" You're hurt? ”

Feng Wuxi held one hand and covered his right shoulder blade, and the warm sticky feeling flowed through his fingertips.

Hurt.

Inexplicable wounds.

It's her.

She must have been wounded and bleeding. He'll feel it!

"Master Wushi, the wound on your right shoulder blade is so deep."

Yunjing Zhenren stood up, took a stride, appeared behind Feng Wuxi, stretched out a finger of Lingxi, and "Xiu Xiu" clicked on the two big points on Feng Wushi's back, wanting to help him stop the bleeding.

"Huh?"

The cloudscape is a real person who changes color.

How did his proud spirit finger fail?

The wound behind Feng Wushi not only failed to stop the bleeding, but became worse and worse.

"Useless ......"

The voice of the wind is a little weak.

The wounds on her body, mirrored on him, tend to double in weight and magnify the pain several times.

"How could it be useless? Master Wushi is a little restless, the old man also has a blood pill here, which can replenish blood qi, no matter how heavy the wound is, it can also stop the bleeding in an instant. "Yunjing Zhenren only thought that the wind was unrelieved and the old injury was attacking, and he didn't think too much.

Feng Wufu had to eat the Blood Pill.

The results can be imagined -

"Why hasn't it worked?"

The look of doubt in Yunjing Zhenren's eyes was even worse, "The Blood Accumulation Pill is a second-order high-grade elixir. No matter how seriously injured a ninth-order mad warrior is, he only needs to take one to retain his blood. ”