One night later, on the second day, Lin Qi sat alone in a large ceramic medicine urn to receive the baptism of heaven and earth elixir.

And the whole process of treatment is painful and torment for Lin Qi, the pain brought by the very stimulating potion entering the meridians is comparable to the suffering when the meridians were reversed at the beginning, and the potion needs to be close to the boiling water temperature to have an effect, fortunately, Lin Qi can support it by relying on the strength of the nine rounds of qi training.

But the hot pain like a pinprick all over the body was really unbearable, and Lin Qi fainted in the medicine urn more than once.

That's it, Lin Qi heals in the room specially prepared for loneliness every day, and life is so boring and closed in this room except for eating and sleeping.

At the same time, among the sects, it is not known when it started, or who said it.

The matter about Lin Qi spread to the whole sect.

Blind, the meridians are broken, the cultivation of a body is abolished, the reputation of the past is extraordinary, and the heroes who fought against the young faction of the Fatang with the strength of one person have become what they are now.

A few people sighed, a few people sighed, but more of it was merciless ridicule and ridicule after dinner.

Of course, this matter also reached Gou Li's ears.

In the room with a wide view of the Outer Patriarchal Hall, the corners of his mouth grinned in an arc, and then he slowly stood up and walked to the windowsill, looking at the magnificent scenery below, and the uninhibited laughter echoed on the top of the mountain for a long time and could not be dispersed.

During this period of time, the disciples of the Outer Sect Sword Hall all had gloomy faces, because those rumors made everyone's hearts unhappy.

Nan Yin was appreciated for his success in rescuing the disciples of the Medicine Hall, and as long as his performance was excellent, he would be able to enter the Inner Sect Sword Hall.

This was supposed to be happy news, but Nan Yin didn't, and he locked himself in his room for three days. During these three days, he thought a lot and regretted a lot.

This time, his companion died in front of him and he couldn't do anything, Lin Qi and Jin Shan were seriously injured and he could only go all the way. Now, one of these two friends is in bad condition and may even die as a monk, and the other is nowhere to be seen, even though he has recovered.

There was nothing he could do.

And where Jin Shanpo went, only Yan Shi knew, because he gave Jin Shanpo a key.

That key was able to open the door to the Impermanence Sect's Recitation Pavilion.

The Wenyun Pavilion is regarded as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Impermanence Sect, which has a collection of 10,000 volumes covering a wide range, and there is no shortage of some extremely precious medical books.

Jin Shanpo buried himself in the sea of books, although he didn't like to read, and even a little disgusted. But when he heard Yan Shi talk about Lin Qi's poor treatment effect, he came here.

Lin Qi was injured in order to save himself, and Jin Shanpo felt that he had to do something, so he pinned his hopes on the literature.

This burying is autumn and winter.

The cold winds depressed the treetops, and the air became drier, and the winter in the southwest was only cold and dry. Bashan does not snow, and only a layer of frost can condense on the slopes before dawn. Legend has it that snow only falls in the very far east, through Zhongzhou, in that vast ice field.

At this time, it was already late at night, and Lin Qi was sitting in front of the lotus pond of the Inner Sect Sword Hall, in front of him was a withered lotus leaf, and there was a thin layer of frost on the surface of the pond. A trace of cool air blew onto Lin Qi's face with the cold wind of the night.

Lin Qi was wearing a little thin, so he was a little cold after the cold wind blew, but he didn't care, this cold was nothing. The long-term physical pain had reduced Lin Qi's senses a little, or maybe this bit of suffering was nothing to him.

Lin Qi's right hand held the hilt of the family heirloom sword, and because of the severe cold, Lin Qi's fingertips were a little purple, and he closed his eyes, because now for him, there was no difference between opening and closing his eyes.

He just sat there motionless, and only sighed softly after a long time.

After a few months of treatment, Lin Qi knew the cost of the medicinal materials consumed, but the condition of his meridians was rarely alleviated. Lonely Lonely changed the prescription several times in the process, and the price of the prescription each time naturally only became more and more expensive.

Lin Qi had heard these things from somewhere else, and he had heard many other things at the same time.

The waste raised by the Sword Hall, the useless vampires, and the parasites of the sect.

Lin Qi heard a lot of such words, and every sentence became a stone and pressed on Lin Qi's heart.

But Lin Qi couldn't refute it.

Thinking about these things, a sense of loneliness came to me, I was useless, I was a drag, and I became the one who caused trouble for my master's friend sect.

What is the use of such a person?

Lin Qi gently pulled out the sword, he could feel the sharpness of the sword, and he moved very lightly without making a sound. It's a good thing to be quiet after all, after all, it's already late at night, and although there aren't many people in the inner sect, he doesn't want to wake anyone up.

Who else would be sleepless on such a night?

But at this moment, the sound of the piano pierced the silence of the night.

The ethereal sound interrupted the cold of the night, and then a few more slowly came, rippling with frost on the water.

Interrupt Lin Qi's thoughts.

It turns out that in the cold night of deep winter, he is not the only one who does not sleep.

Lin Qi put the family heirloom sword into the scabbard, thinking that maybe he had alarmed others, but the sound of the piano was not a reminder of his own disturbance, but played slowly.

It was a graceful guqin music, the melody was ethereal and penetrating the heart, and the notes that walked slowly were a little low. There are no waves and no joy, and the strings are a little long, and it seems to be long and relaxing when you hear it. But when I listened closely, I felt that there was a trace of loneliness in the tone of the turn.

Lin Qi listened attentively for a while, and he heard that there was a certain feeling in the music, which was a kind of emotion. A feeling that Lin Qi knew and longed for, but Lin Qi couldn't understand it. After that, he heard more, and the sound of the piano under the moonlight seemed to resonate in Lin Qi's heart.

The sound of the piano resonates with Lin Qi, as if they are both the same predicament and the same sadness.

It wasn't until the sound of the piano gradually dissipated that Lin Qifang woke up, and at the same time heard a light and gentle voice coming from not far away.

"I haven't seen you here before, so if the sound of the piano disturbs the little girl, I will apologize. ”

Listening to this gentle voice, Lin Qi guessed who it was, and there was only one woman in the Inner Sect Sword Hall. But it's supposed to be the first time I've talked to him.,It's a pity that I can't see it.,It's a little rude to think about closing your eyes.,But when you open your eyes, you're afraid of startling the other party.。

"It's Senior Sister Yingqiu, it should be me who spared, but I should apologize for being here so late at night. I'm sorry. ”

Lin Qi didn't know where the other party was, but he felt that he should be in front of him, so he said to him.

Ying Qiu is sitting in the lotus pavilion, the white gauze curtain is blown by the breeze to reveal a corner, and part of Ying Qiu's appearance is also revealed.

She was wearing a cherry red gauze dress, but she was a little thin on this night, and at the age of eighteen, her youthful and energetic figure was the most beautiful scenery in the night.

Her face is better than the bright moon, her eyebrows are light, her eyes are ethereal, and her delicate face has no flaws, but there is a trace of sadness in her eyebrows. Hao's wrist lifted the hanging hair next to her ear, Qianqian's jade fingers were slender and white like jade, her green silk was thicker than the night, scattered like a waterfall, and her hair was very soft and soft to reflect a little moonlight.

Her beauty is only surpassed by rumors.

It's just that Lin Qi can't see all this.

"I don't have to apologize, I'm also sleepless at night, just two people who can't sleep at night. Also, I'm probably not as old as you, so it's a bit weird to call me my senior sister. ”

When Lin Qi heard this, he said: "You are the eldest disciple of the master, and the relationship between generations is not related to age, but a senior sister should be." ”

Ying Qiu's delicate face showed a smile when she heard this, and the smile reflected in the moonlight of the lotus pond was beautiful enough to suffocate people, but it was a pity that Lin Qi's closed eyes were only dark.

"Your name is Lin Qi, isn't it? ”

"Exactly. ”

Ying Qiu looked at the young man in front of him who looked very tired and said, "Senior brother, do you have insomnia every night?"

Lin Qi responded: "It's been like this for the past few months. ”

Ying Qiu looked at Lin Qi's slightly whitish fingers holding the sword again, and frowned, then stretched out, thought for a moment and then said.

"How about coming here and listening to me play the piano after sleepless?"

When Lin Qi heard this, he felt inappropriate and replied: "I shouldn't have bothered me this way, so that my senior sister can't sleep well but can't bear the blame." ”

Ying Qiu smiled: "I also have insomnia from time to time, in the past, I was the only one who played music and no one heard it, wouldn't it be better to have an audience, but you have to make sure that you can come every night." ”

Lin Qi couldn't refuse for a while when he heard this, but accepting it was unmanly, and he didn't answer for a while.

"So not speaking is a tacit acquiescence?"

Hearing this, Lin Qi hurriedly said, "That's it, too, okay." ”

Ying Qiu smiled and stroked the piano slowly, and the cheerful timbre dispelled the loneliness of the night.