After Jing Yue decided to force it, he was always looking for a way to throw himself into the arms of Jiang Shizu.

Now in the eyes of many insiders, he is valued by the holy daughter Senior Sister Ruxue, it can be said that he is in the arms of Senior Sister Ruxue, but in order to survive, he has to think of an old man.

What a sin.

However, since practicing Taijiquan to become a little famous, the number of times Senior Sister Ruxue preaches alone and receives karma has indeed decreased.

Without him, Senior Sister Saint herself is just cultivating to control the water, and the exercises of the Taichu Sect are all-encompassing, but they are weak in this regard.

followed other teachings and gentlemen's practice, so that Jingyue's group of newcomers knew that all gentlemen had their own strengths.

Two months passed in a flash, and they were about to face the question of choosing which gentleman to follow to specialize in.

Mr. Big passed away more than ten years ago, leaving only a name, and no one can replace him.

Mr. 2 is an old man, and he is said to know a lot, but he has no specific performance.

Because his voice has a magical ability, even if you are standing and listening to his lectures, you can't help but feel sleepy.

So when Mr. Er was teaching, there were often pictures of students falling down and he was also sleeping soundly.

Afterwards, Jing Yue and the others recalled what they had learned from Mr. Er, but most of them had no impression and went to sleep.

Mr. Yu is a sword cultivator with amazing strength, unfathomable mental power, and once performed five swords on the spot, as if performing acrobatics, it was dazzling and amazed many people.

Originally, Lu Anlin and Lu Qingyu looked very excited, and they wanted to worship under his door on the spot, but after seeing his rough face with a big flesh mole, they calmed down again.

Lu Anlin simply doesn't like ugly men, and Lu Qingyu really doesn't want to be combined with this gentleman, if he really worships under Mr. Three, in the back, he and Mr. may not be famous for their outstanding mental power, but with "Both master and apprentice are fierce and vicious, and they really deserve to be masters and apprentices." Such rumors.

From Mr. Three to Mr. Four, you will have a feeling of sudden enlightenment and amazement.

Because Mr. Four Meng Lingxin is an intellectual beauty, coupled with the comparison of Mr. Three, it is even more beautiful and decent.

Mr. Fifth Zhang Tiesheng has an honest face, full of muscles, good at forging and refining, and there is no woman in his eyes.

Every time he saw Wang Xing, who was born with divine power, and the fierce scholar Lu with a fierce face, his eyes were narrow.

Mr. Six also passed away a few years ago, and it was the saint Chen Ruxue who took over her inheritance.

Mr. Seven is not here.

Whether it is a teacher or a gentleman, it is more or less influencing the judgment and choice of this group of new disciples.

Regarding Chen Ruxue's special digging of Jingyue, several gentlemen were very angry.

But they know that this junior is good at oppressing people with his identity and likes to wear small shoes for people, so they can only dare to be angry and dare not speak, and choose to take a step back and open the sky.

But the more I think about it, the more angry I become!

Everyone thinks that Jing Yue is already in the bag of Senior Sister Ruxue.

On this day, Chen Ruxue was followed by an old mother.

They were clubbed in a hidden place, and their gaze jumped over the young disciples who were forging their bodies, and fell on Jing Yue.

At this time, Jing Yue was coughing lightly while lifting stones to practice strength.

"Elder, do you see clearly?" Chen Ruxue asked.

The purple-clothed old lady nodded and said, "It is indeed a natural cold poison body, which cannot be cured, and can only be alleviated by those medicines."

Hearing this, Chen Ruxue's face turned pale for a while, and finally she could only sigh softly.

Since the contact with Jing Yue, she smelled the faint smell of medicine on her clothes, and felt that it should have been left by Jing Yue.

Later, she paid attention to it and confirmed that Jing Yue had been taking medicine.

So she asked the Holy Hand Elder Li from the courtyard to come over, and only then did she confirm the situation.

"Will his own medicine work?" Chen Ruxue asked.

"The old man just went to his place and smelled it, and the prescription was good, it would relieve his pain, but it was fire

The jade pill is not authentic."

"Not authentic?"

"The best medicinal herb for refining the Fire Jade Pill is the Fire Spirit Grass, but that kind of herb only grows in Shu and is relatively scarce, so he used the Fire Spirit Grass instead."

"Shudi? Elder Nafarman went and procured enough Fire Spirit Grass to come back, the sooner the better." Chen Ruxue said worriedly.

"The old body knows."

Before the other party left, Chen Ruxue asked again, "Elder, is there really no hope for a cure for his disease?"

The purple-clothed elder had a complicated look in his eyes and said, "It can only be said that there is extremely little hope, and there is a way to try."

"What is it?"

......

Jing Yue here didn't know about the conversation between Chen Ruxue and the purple-clothed elder, because he had just finished his forging and was relaxing with Wang Xing.

The women in the courtyard had formed a team to go to the other side, so only the men were left in the courtyard.

They formed a team of twos, one lying on the ground, the other standing and rubbing each other's stiff and sore muscles with their feet.

So, the courtyard was full of sweaty men, trampling and rubbing each other, making painful and joyful sounds.

There are only a few days left before the day of choosing Mr., and most of these new disciples have their own choices. br>

Wang Xing wanted to choose Mr. Meng Lingxin, but everyone complained about it.

"You are a natural god power, five big and three coarse, why would you choose Mr. Meng, who has a delicate Taoism?"

"Who said that even innate divine powers can't practice the Dao Fa?"

"Bah, do you want to cultivate the Dao Dharma? You are looking at the beauty of Mr. and his sister."

Lu Qingyu also wanted to choose Mr. Meng Xinxin, but he was also complained by everyone.

"Lu Qingyu, you are a person with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are still a person who has read a lot of sage books, why are you as superficial as Wang Xing."

"I really want to learn from Mr. Meng."

"Phew, do you want to learn art? You are looking at the beauty of Mr. and his sister!"

Lu Qingyu had the face of a demon Buu, looking aggrieved.

He really wants to learn art!

In particular, I want to learn from Mr. Meng how to become intellectually decent, so that he may not look fierce.

And just when everyone was talking about these things happily, a nice voice sounded.

"Jing Yue, you come with me." Chen Ruxue walked over and explained.

"Oh." Jing Yue followed.

A simple two sentences extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.

The group, you look at me, I look at you, and then look at Jing Yue who followed Chen Ruxue away, and suddenly felt bored.

This feeling is like when they were fighting for a piece of steamed buns, Jing Yue suddenly sat there, drank grape wine, and ate roast whole sheep.

What else does this steamed bun taste like!

......

The wind blows, the pine forest is like a wave, and the eaves of the houses stretch like cliffs.

Chen Ruxue stood in front, her hair fluttering, and the goose-yellow skirt on her body looked as good as clouds.

"Why don't you tell me something?" Chen Ruxue suddenly spoke.

"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Jing Yue became cautious for a while.

Wouldn't his secret be discovered?

He really didn't come here to learn art.

Speaking of which, his deepest purpose was to steal a teacher from Jiang Shizu to cure his illness, not to follow this Ruxue Senior Sister to practice.

"Tell me, why do you cough so much?" Chen Ruxue asked.

"I'm infected with a cold." Jing Yue explained.

"You lied to me, you were born with cold poison." Chen Ruxue faced the wind and said lightly.

No one saw it, and the corners of her eyes twitched, which was a sign of her emotional sadness.

Jing Yue's brows furrowed slightly.

"Don't follow me to practice, go to Master Jiang's." Chen Ruxue said.

Jing Yue: "???"