267 Three thousand weak waters, drink three large jars
"There is a difference between men and women, I don't want to be in the same room with her!"
Before the words fell, the naΓ―ve didn't know what was going on, and rolled into the house like a ball.
He was born fat, and the force that pushed him was fierce and ruthless.
He rolled to Rong Hui's feet and hit the head of the bed headlong, dizzy.
Fifteen days had passed, and it was the first time she had seen a stranger.
Her cultivation on the Codex is a distraction.
What is the realm of distraction?
What is Spiritual Power?
Rong Hui has been pondering these things these days.
These days, she's figuring out a few doorways.
Spiritual power is like a dense fog in the mountains, a cloud in the sky, a kind of gas.
Clouds and mist communicate heaven and earth, rising from the earth, drifting to the sky, and condensing into clouds.
Clouds turn into rain, falling from the sky, moistening the earth, forming mountains, rivers and lakes, and then evaporating to form fog.
As for what evaporation is, Rong Hui doesn't know why these two words pop up in the sea of knowledge, but he can only mean that it cannot be spoken.
In short, it is an endless cycle.
If you think of heaven and earth as the human body, then you should also have this kind of qi in your own body.
Kou Jiayan brought innocent money, and Rong Hui was trying to invoke the aura in his body.
No one taught her how to breathe and breathe, this kind of thing seems to be innate, it is used smoothly, and her ears and eyes are improved thousands of times.
Rong Hui recorded the philosophical truth after deep thinking in her mind, and she looked at the new patient.
The innocence has already slept, the snoring is like thunder, the noise is noisy, and this room is finally a little popular.
"Elder Dongmen said that for the sake of Qingyun Sect's Immortal Dao Yongchang, I took the initiative to ask Ying to go undercover in Hehuan Sect.
In order to ensure the success of the plan, after killing the old sect master of the Hehuan Sect, he disguised himself as the old sect master and stayed in the Hehuan Sect for more than ten years.
Later, the matter was revealed, and Ji Chen, the beloved disciple of the old sect master of the Hehuan Sect, conspired with the Sword Spirit Sect to murder me.
After I escaped from the ascension to heaven, I became demonic and killed dozens of Qingyun Sect disciples who came to meet me.
Then I inexplicably lost my memory. β
Rong Hui looked at the unhealable scar on his arm, frowned, and said, "This sword is not fatal, the wound looks like someone is standing behind me and cut it from diagonally behind."
If you can appear behind me silently, why don't you kill me with a sword, leaving only a non-fatal wound, do you look down on me?"
After Rong Hui woke up, he felt that Qingshan Temple was very strange.
Doctor Dongmen said that he was an elder of the Qingyun Sect and the best medical practitioner, but he couldn't heal the injury on his arm.
The rebel Zhou Xi did not come to visit until the master was sick.
It seems that everyone thinks of this place as a place of death, day and night, quiet, lifeless, ghostly, this place does not look like a sanatorium, but like a cemetery.
It's weird everywhere.
Rong Hui remembers the first day he woke up, his hands, feet, and his neck were locked in chains that were difficult to break free.
Three terrifying medic cultivators surrounded her and asked questions, but Rong Hui couldn't answer any of them.
The medals seemed to be afraid of her, and used spells to hide their faces.
Every time the medical cultivator came to deliver the medicine, his bones were full of fear, and he didn't dare to look at her directly, let alone show his true face, as if she was the source of the plague.
The chain was taken only a few days ago.
The Elder of the East Gate gave her a codex, as well as the rules of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, so that she could read it when she was bored to pass the time.
The door of this room was opened for the first time, usually no matter how Rong Hui pushed, she was locked in a black house only the size of a fist for more than ten days, her spirit was a little trance, she believed that as long as she lived a long time, one day the door would open.
Look, isn't this just a person.
The light in the room was very weak, Rong Hui saw a touch of green through the fist-sized window, the white of the clouds, the sunset was the most beautiful, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, gorgeous, gorgeous.
"Hey, wake up. Rong Hui kicked the innocent, "Don't sleep." β
"What for, what for!"
Innocent and frightened, he jumped three feet high, jumped too quickly, his body was unbalanced, and he squatted hard.
In the faint light, he couldn't see Rong Hui's appearance clearly, but the moment Kou Jiayan opened the door, this glass beauty sitting on the bed like a killing god was deeply engraved in his mind, and the terrifying killing intent made him tremble.
Naivety deliberately used loud voices to cover up his weakness.
"What's your name?"
Rong Hui rarely spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Naively looked at the window on Rong Hui's side, the desire to survive overcame his desire for light, he ran to the farthest place, squatting in the corner of the wall and shivering, "God...... Naive. β
"Innocent innocence?"
Rong Hui was pleasantly surprised to find that since she summoned the spiritual power in her body to breathe and breathe, the night was not an obstacle for her.
She could clearly see the fear on the innocent face of the white chubby, and this novel feeling made her overjoyed.
She decided.
From then on, I breathed and breathed when I was fine.
Self-taught, I'm really good.
"Yes. β
Naivety doesn't want to compose the emblem.
But there were only two of them in this room, and he was afraid that Rong Hui would be unhappy and in danger.
"You are also a member of the Qingyun Sect?" Rong Hui said to himself, "Our sect has had a lot of patients recently. β
The vent to the left of Rong Hui was the only passage through which she could hear sound.
Occasionally, the coughing of patients and the sighing of doctors can be heard outside.
In the past few days, there have been more and more voices, both men and women, as if they appeared overnight, and they came very suddenly, and Rong Hui was very worried about the health of the disciples of the sect.
"I'm not from the Qingyun Sect. Naively said angrily: "I am the elder of the Mochizuki Gate! I live and die the people of the Mochizuki Gate, and I am the dead people of the Mochizuki Gate! Even if you are from the Qingyun Sect, you can't let me join the sect, and I won't be in the same league with you!"
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is most taboo for disciples to join their masters, especially inner disciples.
Inner disciples are different from outer disciples.
They have more immortal cultivation resources and know more secrets.
If you join another sect, you may tell the sect secrets to other sects, causing irreparable consequences.
There are three thousand sects in the Middle Continent, and all the disciples who have been expelled from the sect will be cut off from the spiritual root, and their cultivation will be abolished, and they will all carry an emblem behind their ears.
If another sect accepts the disciple as a disciple, it is openly hostile to the disciple's original sect.
"Self-inflicted, Qingyun Sect can't look down on you. Rong Hui sneered, "Don't let me guess, you also have amnesia." β
Naively stunned, he didn't refute it, and he didn't admit it.
He didn't have amnesia, just a memory missing.
In order to prevent patients from getting lost, each patient is hung with a sign with his name and sect on it. Hassle-free
Naivety was originally living a carefree life outside Qingshan Courtyard, fishing, looking at the scenery, and drinking tea with Ruan Ruan from the Three Thousand Dao Dharma Sect, and Ji Chen, who laughed and had a bright spring flower.
Naivety only remembered that he seemed to have spoken a few words to a disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect named Jiang Xueyun, and then his head hurt sharply, and when he woke up again, he was sent by Kou Jiayan to the deepest part of Qingshan Courtyard, the most strictly guarded introspection room.
Unlucky to meet the god of killing.
Every midnight, there would be a terrible cry from the introspection house, where lived the five elders of the Qingyun Sect who were the sickest, and her inner demons were very powerful and extremely dangerous!
One night, innocently curious about what Rong Hui looked like in the introspection room, he quietly broke through the checkpoint and took a look at it from a distance, and was frightened by the bleeding introspection house at night.
There seems to be a mountain of corpses buried under the house of introspection, and the color of the soil here seems to have been soaked in blood, scarlet and dazzling!
The sky-high killing intent rolled and roared above the introspection house, and hundreds of disciples of the Qingyun Sect with high mana were strangled by the killing intent before they could get close, and the stump and broken arm fell from the air to the ground, smashing at the feet of the innocent, the warm liquid splashed on his cold face, he seemed to be electrocuted, his scalp was numb, and the breath he exhaled was with a chill.
The terrifying and tragic scene caused a lot of trauma to the innocent and weak heart.
So when he saw Rong Hui today, he was so frightened that he wanted to hit the wall and die, but it hurt too much to hit the wall, did he have the courage, and there was a voice in his head that told him that he was not an elder of the Moon Gate, but an elder of the Three Thousand Dao Dharma Sect, and that voice was extremely innocent, it was his at all!
Naively suspecting that there might be something wrong with his memory.
Mochizuki Gate is good at long-range attacks, and it is a law cultivator, mostly using bows and arrows.
Qingyun Sect Physician Xiu wrote on the naΓ―ve codex that he was good at holding the moon sword, and he was nobler than those who drew bows and arrows.
Naivety always feels wrong.
than a sword.
Naivety feels that her shadow is more intimate.
He felt that his sword should be a shadow, a clone.
"I'm not like you. Naivety didn't say the doubts in his heart, he was a little afraid, and muttered: "I will definitely be able to go out in two days, but you can't." β
Rong Hui came to her senses, she took out the crunchy sweet potato fries from the bedside, and ate them with a click, "Why can you do it, I can't? As long as I want to, I will definitely be able to do it." β
Naively hungry for a day and a night, his stomach was empty, and in the dark, Rong Hui's chewing voice was infinitely amplified, he swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and said sullenly: "Don't even think about going out." β
Rong Hui looked at the little fat and pitiful gluttony, and got funny, so he made him, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat?"
"Cannibalism has a short mouth. Innocently looking at the fragrant and crispy sweet potato fries, the darkness amplified his sense of smell and hearing, separated by a long distance, he felt that Rong Hui was like sitting opposite him and eating, hungry and uncomfortable, "I don't eat!"
Doctor Kou must have a deep meaning in keeping him and Rong Hui together.
Naively suspected that Dr. Kou was secretly observing, if he said it, he would definitely not be able to please him, and he would definitely not be able to get out!
Rong Hui shrugged his shoulders and slowly turned out mung bean cake, hibiscus crisp, preserved fruit and preserved meat......
As the elders of the Qingyun Sect, although they were locked up in the dark introspection house, they did not treat themselves badly, and every time they came, they would bring enough food, and Rong Hui was very satisfied with this.
Rong Hui's appetite was not strong, and the things he sent were basically not moved, and he didn't know what kind of immortal methods were on these foods, and he didn't get rancid after putting them for so long.
After half a month, Ronghui's materials are very rich.
Rong Hui raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Innocent, are you hungry?"
Innocent opened his mouth and said, "I ......"
Rong Hui smiled and said, "If you are really hungry, tell me, I will eat some snacks and chew them for you." β
Naive: "!!"
How can there be such a hateful person in the world!
The thing was not bad, but Rong Hui felt very evil when she ate it in her mouth, she couldn't help but spit it out, and when she was alive, she accidentally touched the preserved fruit and scattered it all over the ground.
"Oh, what are you doing, shame on wasting!"
Innocent and the most unsightly waste of food, he ran to pick up the dried meat and dried fruits in distress, the tempting aroma rushed into his mind, he couldn't resist the temptation of food, stretched out his guilty hand, took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth like a thief, in order not to make a sound, swallowed it alive.
Rong Hui's dark eyes widened.
Is that okay?
Naively didn't know that Rong Hui could see it, he stuffed five or six pieces in a row, and almost choked to death.
Rong Hui picked up a piece of pastry and pretended to be surprised: "Ah, why is it less, did you steal it?"
The innocent mouth let out a strange cry of "ho ho", "water..... Give me a saliva!"
He beat his chest with a "bang", and he was about to faint.
Rong Hui directly handed him the kettle, saw that he had eased up, and was about to ask questions, when he suddenly heard the voice of a disciple of the Qingyun Sect outside.
The voice was very small, very, very small, but Rong Hui could hear it clearly.
"The elder of the East Gate wants to use the one locked in the introspection house to help our sect obtain the Heavenly Rank Secret Treasure, and why don't you release her, but lock her up, it's strange. β
"Shut up! This kind of thing is not something that my disciples can discuss, the one in the introspection house will not be able to come out for a day if he doesn't finish eating the food for a day! Also, the one in the introspection house is the fifth elder of my Qingyun Sect, whether he helps or not, that's what she should!"
"What the senior brother said is very true, the junior brother knows his mistake. β
Rong Hui listened carefully to the conversation between the two brothers outside the door, and was puzzled in his heart.
Isn't she the fifth elder of the Qingyun Sect?
Listening to this conversation, aren't you?
"Ahem, ahem, choked me. β
Innocent coughing tears.
Rong Hui looked at him fixedly, it was obviously the first time she had seen him, but she felt that this person was very familiar, "If you eat my things, you have to answer my questions." β
Rong Hui pulled the innocence over, made him turn his back to him, and asked a question, but his hand was writing on his back.
"The house of introspection is the territory of this seat, you must be obedient and obedient to me when you come here, otherwise, I will kill you!"
- Tell me about the situation outside, I don't want to hurt you, provided that you cooperate, answer the questions in my mouth with your mouth, and answer the questions in my handwriting with your hands.
NaΓ―ve with a big head!
Single-mindedness, even monks can't do it!
Naivety thought it would be difficult.
Unexpectedly, it was so simple, he felt that he was really a genius.
"I'll listen to you, as long as you don't kill me. β
- Unless you swear not to hurt me!
Rong Hui sneered, "Look at my mood." β
- I gave you the right to choose?
Innocent: "Why are you so domineering!"
- Why are you so domineering...... I know very little, but there is the most terrifying patient living in the Introspection House, and that person is you.
Naively thinking of the scene she saw that day, she broke out in a cold sweat.
He goes on to write:
- I only know three people in Qingshan Academy, Jiang Xueyun of the Sword Spirit Sect, Ruan Ruan of the Three Thousand Dao Dharma Sect, Ji Chen of the Hehuan Sect, and later some new patients came, both men and women, I have seen the medical records of several people, these people are all disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect, it seems that they have accidentally drunk the weak water of the Kunling River and become fools, one of them is named Li Yanhui who drank three major vats!
The others are three thousand people who are weak and only drink one scoop.
He poured it well, and used the weak water as the nectar of the poplar branches, and drank it to his heart's content.
Innocent gestured on Rong Hui's back.
"Seeing" Li Yanhui's name, Rong Hui felt so familiar.