"How could I, your disciple, deserve to have you waste over a hundred of my lives?"
"Forget it, I've already saved them."
Qingyue sighed, "Who made me have only this one disciple in my recent life? Without you, who will take care of me in my old age?"
In fact, Liu Jing really wanted to say that she might not be able to live longer than Qingyue.
"If you have something delicious and fun there, just bring some back for me."
"Go ahead."
Qingyue tapped Liu Liang's forehead, and then Liu Liang felt dizzy. Everything in front of him began to blur, and finally turned into a vague mist and disappeared.
Seeing that there was no one here, Qingyue put his feet on the table. He didn't look like an immortal at all. He looked like an old man.
"It's just a hundred years of my life. I can make up for it by eating some fairy bead flowers and herbs."
"Old ginger is still spicy, and the little one is still tender."
Liu Jing opened her eyes again. She was still in her room. Everything seemed unchanged. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree across the window was still swaying gracefully, with a hint of charm emanating from it.
She looked at her hands. Above her white and tender fingers, she could clearly see some calluses, which were left over from making cloth flowers.
And she suddenly smiled. Look at her. Why did she have such a strange dream? She actually dreamed of that old man and also dreamed of herself going back.
She checked the Yangxi Jue on her body and found it seemed to be more refined, but it would take several years to practice it to the level she had in her previous life.
The next morning, Liu Jing came back from jogging outside. When she was combing her hair in front of the mirror, she found a red dot at the corner of her eye.
Where did this come from?
She touched the red spot with her finger.
No pain or itching.
Could it be that it crashed somewhere?
She didn't pay much attention to these things. After breakfast, she went to school. Although she could be exempted from the entrance exam, she really couldn't do anything too extreme. If she did, she would have no friends.
After all, she didn't have too many friends.
When she returned home, she couldn't help but touch the corners of her eyes again. Strangely, the corners of her eyes felt a little hot. She rubbed them again and again with her fingers. Could it be that she was bitten by a bug, so her eyes were red and hot.
Throwing her schoolbag on the table, Liu Jing grabbed the mirror on the table and found that the red spot under the corner of her eye was getting redder, as if she had a cinnabar mole.
insect?
She scratched it again and again with her fingers, but it didn't fall off until she was almost scratching it to the point of bleeding.
It didn't seem to be a bug. Liu Liang touched it again. In fact, if you don't look closely, you won't notice it. At this time, the red mole was like a drop of solidified blood, small and like a drop of blood.
So this is called cinnabar nevus.
"If it grows here, it will look pretty good."
She said to herself that it was neither too biased nor too big nor too small, and her skin was not dark, which made the mole under her eye look even brighter and more attractive.
She picked up the book from the table and didn't pay attention to the mole that suddenly grew. Some moles just grow suddenly.
High school classes are much more difficult than junior high school classes. Even though Liu Liang actually attended high school and passed the college entrance exam, she still forgot some knowledge, and it was not easy to catch up with the previous courses.
Children who are not very smart have to start early, just like her.
So she spent every day like this, just like other students, and she was so busy that she didn't even realize half a month had passed.
After flipping through the book for a while, she suddenly felt her back a little sore, so she simply climbed onto the bed with the book in her arms. While flipping through the book, she fell asleep without knowing when, with the book still in her arms.
But she didn't know that the cinnabar mole under the corner of her eye had turned as red as blood.
Until her hand felt light, she opened her eyes and sat up.
"What is this word?"
A burst of mumbling, why does it sound so familiar, it seems like he deserves a beating.
Liu Liang raised her eyes and saw an old man with a white beard flipping through a book in his hand.
How can a book be so familiar?
This is her...
High school textbook.
Is this a dream again?
Liu Liang pinched her thigh secretly. Even though she had great self-control, she was pinched too hard and hissed in pain.
"Is this what you brought to the master?"
Qingyue threw her high school textbooks aside. She couldn't eat or play with them, and the words on them were strange and she couldn't understand them.
Liu Liang quickly took the high school textbook and held it in her arms.
"Master, this isn't a dream, is it?"
She knew it was a stupid question, but she still asked it.
"Dream?"
Qingyue reached out and pinched Liu Liang's face hard enough to make it swollen. "Was all my words last time in vain? I spent a hundred years of my cultivation on you, and only then did I open this path of time reversal."
"The keys are all here."
"key?"
Liu Jing checked her whole body, but she didn't see the key?
"here."
Qingyue pointed at the corner of Liu Liang's eye.
"You look good, don't you? You're so ugly. I feel like no matter where you are, it won't fit in this place."
Liu Liang reached out and touched the corner of her eye. It was the cinnabar mole. She didn't have time to think about anything else. She just knew that she seemed to have escaped a disaster. Her master, who had a bad taste, did not let the mole grow at the corner of her mouth, otherwise she would have become a matchmaker.
But she could still accept it if it grew below the corner of her eyes.
While she was still in a daze, a hand reached out.
"Disciple, where is the thing you brought for Master? Could it be that it's just a tattered book?"
Liu Jing touched her pocket and shook her head.
She thought it was a dream, so there was nothing there except this book. She fell asleep while reading it, so she brought it over.
"snort!"
Qingyue snorted coldly, not satisfied at all. He had been waiting for a whole half month just to see the things in Liu Liang's world, but in the end there was nothing. He had to wait another half month.
"Master, I am very good at cooking now. I can make a lot of delicious food for you."
The more Liu Liang looked at Qingyue with a sullen face, the more she liked her.
She thought it was a dream, but it turned out not to be a dream. Other people's one month was one month, but her one month could become three months. With these three months, she could learn all the three years of high school courses in one year, and she could also free up time to do more things.
Although Qingyue was still not very satisfied, it was all she could do.
"This won't happen again."
Qingyue put his hands behind his back, and then he placed his hands above Liu Liang's head.
"Disciple, have you ever gone through the Yangxi Jue in reverse?"
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