Foreign medical books
On the snow-capped peak.
The cold air was invading, and the people lying in bed were curled up together, covered by very thin blankets that were completely unable to keep out the cold.
The sect leader glanced at them, took out a cloak from his storage ring and put it on, then cast a spell to ward off the cold. He turned to scold Mu Qing, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on people? They're almost freezing to death."
After Wen Zheng emerged from the inheritance chamber, she fell into a coma. The sect leader hurriedly summoned Elder Yun Ge and asked Mu Qing to take care of Wen Zheng for a while.
When he returned and saw this scene, he was so angry that he wanted to hit Mu Qing on the head.
"I've already given her the bed, and you're still not satisfied?" Mu Qing said coldly.
He was very unhappy that Wen Zheng was sleeping in his bed, but he couldn't just throw her on the floor, because the sect leader would probably be even angrier if he saw it.
Upon hearing Mu Qing mention getting up, the sect leader became even angrier: "If you had listened to me and properly repaired the house before, Aoxue Peak wouldn't be in this situation where there's only one bed."
In the cultivation world, the separation of men and women is not so strict, but it still doesn't sound good if word gets out that a woman is sleeping in a man's bed.
Since the death of Qingling Daoist, Aoxue Peak has gradually fallen into decline. All the former palaces have become dilapidated and collapsed, with the only place remaining where Mu Qing lives.
Looking up at the roof with several holes, the sect leader took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch someone. Just then, Elder Yun Ge arrived, and he turned his attention to Wen Zheng.
"Yun Ge, come and take a look."
Wen Zheng has been asleep for a while now, and she's been cold for so long, I hope nothing bad happens to her.
Elder Yun Ge nodded, walked to the bedside, and a green light flashed from her palm. She flipped her wrist, and the green light entered Wen Zheng's body. Elder Yun Ge closed her eyes and controlled the green light to travel through Wen Zheng's meridians.
The silence in the room only ended when Elder Yun Ge withdrew her hand. The sect leader stepped forward and asked, "How is she? Is she alright?"
"It's nothing, she just fainted from consuming too much spiritual energy." Elder Yun Ge took out a pill and fed it to Wen Zheng.
Wen Zheng, who had been in a deep sleep for a long time, slowly woke up and saw three people in the room when she opened her eyes.
What's wrong with me?
Her memory stopped when she left the inheritance secret realm; she seemed to see Mu Qing wearing a fur coat.
Wen Zheng stared blankly. Elder Yun Ge was still worried and checked her again before stopping.
Seeing that Wen Zheng was unharmed, the sect leader said, "You have already passed the inheritance left by Daoist Qingling. You are now the junior sister of Immortal Venerable Muqing."
Mu Qing's face was cold, indicating her dissatisfaction.
Speaking of inheritance, Wen Zheng realized something and her gaze fell on the blue brocade pen she was holding tightly in her hand. She held it very tightly, not even letting go when she was unconscious.
Just like she has now grasped her destiny firmly.
Upon learning that she had received the inheritance, Wen Zheng was not as happy as she had expected; instead, she felt a sense of crisis.
"By the way, how did you pass on your inheritance?" The sect leader asked curiously when he saw her lost in thought.
After the death of Qingling Daoist, he arranged for many newly initiated disciples to pass through the secret realm. Most of the disciples failed, and only a few Golden Core stage disciples passed, but they did not receive the inheritance.
Elder Yun Ge was also curious and turned to look at her.
When asked about the secret realm, Wen Zheng scratched her head and said, "I think it's pretty simple. It's just drawing talismans and hitting wooden figures."
She only knows how to draw fire talismans, and coincidentally, the monsters attacked in the inheritance are all wooden figures.
Listening to her explanation, the two found it hard to believe that the secret realm that had stumped so many disciples was so simple.
Mu Qing chimed in, "Master is a talisman cultivator, so the assessment is naturally related to drawing talismans."
Remembering Wen Zheng's high success rate in drawing talismans, the two suddenly realized that they had no doubt that Wen Zheng could pass through the secret realm.
Elder Yun Ge asked the sect leader, "Since she has received the inheritance of Daoist Qingling, she can be considered Immortal Venerable Mu's junior sister. We will have to trouble the sect leader with the matter of her becoming a disciple."
The sect leader nodded, indicating that he understood: "Don't worry, I will invite the other elders to be witnesses. Wen Zheng's meridians are damaged, so it's not appropriate for too many people to know that she has obtained the inheritance."
The fact that someone with damaged meridians obtained the inheritance of the first talisman cultivator, Qingling Daoist, was bound to arouse jealousy.
Seeing that the sect leader had made a decision, Elder Yun Ge got up to take her leave.
After everyone had walked away, Mu Qing spoke up: "I do not agree to Wen Zheng becoming my junior sister."
He had just overheard Wen Zheng talking to the system again. The system sounded extremely happy and even told Wen Zheng to find more opportunities to interact with him.
After hearing the system's instructions on how to make contact—acting weak, pitiful, and pretending to twist an ankle and fall into someone's arms—Mu Qing felt disgusted and firmly opposed Wen Zheng becoming his junior sister.
The sect leader frowned when he heard him speak: "Since Wen Zheng has obtained the inheritance of Qingling Daoist, she is his disciple, and nominally your junior sister."
"So what?" Mu Qing said coldly and expressionlessly, "She is destined to stop at the Golden Core stage, and it is still a question whether her master's legacy can be passed down."
Mu Qing's words were very realistic, and the sect leader couldn't find a way to refute them.
Talisman cultivators are not popular in the cultivation world. Even the top talisman cultivator, Qingling Daoist, can only become an elder in his mediocre sect, let alone Wen Zheng, who has stopped at the Golden Core stage.
Being stuck at the Golden Core stage means her spiritual power is limited, which will put her at a disadvantage when drawing talismans. However, talisman cultivators rely on drawing talismans to attack their opponents, so it would be difficult for Wen Zheng to survive if she encountered a powerful enemy.
The atmosphere was heavy and quiet, and the snowflakes drifting into the room made it hard to breathe.
Wen Zheng listened quietly to what the two had to say, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Sect Leader, there's no rush to become a disciple. I can continue to be a menial disciple until I break through to the Nascent Soul stage."
When someone who had reached the Golden Core stage said they wanted to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, those who heard it thought they were joking.
Mu Qing was about to speak when she saw Wen Zheng's clear and resolute eyes, and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Never mind, she'll find out when she fails.
The sect leader was about to offer some advice when Wen Zheng interrupted him: "Sect leader, rest assured, I believe that the vast cultivation world must have a way to repair meridians. Even if it doesn't, I will find a way to create a path that even those with damaged meridians can follow."
There's always a way; there's no such thing as a dead end.
Her bold words stunned the sect leader, who then exclaimed, "Good, good, good! If you can stick to this idea, you will be able to overcome any difficult path in the future. I believe in you."
The two got more and more excited as they talked. Mu Qing watched, lowered her eyes, and remained silent for a long time before finally saying in a hushed tone: "Dream on."
He then left.
The sect leader and Wen Zheng discussed for a long time and finally decided that there was no rush to become a disciple. Wen Zheng would stay on Aoxue Peak first, and then go to Elder Yun Ge's place as a handyman disciple to find a way to repair her meridians.
Wen Zheng was very satisfied with this arrangement.
Having a single room means you don't have to squeeze in with other people.
However, she was too happy too soon. She learned that apart from Immortal Venerable Mu Qing's house, all the other houses on Aoxue Peak had collapsed, leaving no place to sleep.
Wen Zheng slept in the cave for two days, but she couldn't stand it anymore. She took out her last hundred spirit stones, bought the materials, and asked Mo Xin and Qu Hong to help her build a house.
The three of them searched all over Aoxue Peak and finally chose a good spot.
Next door to Immortal Venerable Mu Qing.
There was nothing Wen Zheng could do; the most spiritually abundant spot on Aoxue Peak had already been taken by Immortal Venerable Mu Qing, and she couldn't take it from him. She could only choose a piece of land next to him to build a house.
The three discussed the design of the house, and Wen Zheng picked up her old profession, engineering drawing, and drew a prototype based on their descriptions.
The noise from the three people woke Mu Qing, who was meditating. He calmed himself down, got up, and went out to check.
Looking up, I saw three people huddled together discussing something, and if I listened closely, I could hear them talking about "houses".
Mu Qing immediately understood that Wen Zheng wanted to build a house next to him. He recalled the conversation between the system and Wen Zheng a few days ago, and his disgust for Wen Zheng deepened. He unconsciously frowned.
Finally, he snorted coldly and left.
Hearing the cold snort, Wen Zheng turned around and only looked at Mu Qing's departing figure. After thinking for a moment, she continued to draw.
The three of them spent a day drawing the plans, and then ten days building the house.
Holding the house blueprints, Wen Zheng stared at the house that was completely different from the blueprints. Suddenly, she thought of the client with the most ingenious ideas at work, and her head spun.
Seeing this, Qu Hong quickly supported her and helped her catch her breath. Mo Xin's eyes darted around, but she stubbornly said, "At least you can stay here."
He tried his best, but there were some parts of the blueprints that he couldn't understand, so he could only do it according to his own ideas.
After calming herself down for a while, Wen Zheng waved her hand to indicate that she was fine: "As long as it's habitable, it's fine."
After saying that, he led the two into the house, then took out two keys and handed them to them: "If you go back late, you can stay here."
She specially built several extra guest rooms to avoid the embarrassing situation of fainting and sleeping in someone else's bed.
Mo Xin accepted it without hesitation, while Qu Hong felt embarrassed and waved her hand to refuse, but Wen Zheng forcefully stuffed it into her hands: "Take it, I don't have any wages to pay you right now, take the keys to settle the debt first."
She spent most of the more than 500 high-grade spirit stones she earned from starting out on buying Moxin's pills, and used the rest to buy building materials.
Upon hearing this, Qu Hong took the key and said, "There are quite a few low-risk missions in the Mission Hall that can earn you some money. Would you like to give them a try?"
She felt that Wen Zheng might not be interested because the money was too little.
Wen Zheng refused as expected, "I have to go to the Medical Peak to do odd jobs tomorrow, so I probably won't have time to take on any tasks."
Repairing the meridians is the top priority; making money comes second.
"Okay, I'll ask my family to think of a way to fix it." Qu Hong nodded.
Mosin chimed in, "Me too."
Wen Zheng: "I can't thank you enough. I just drew a lot of Fiery Talismans here, you can take them and use them first."
The three sat on the ground and began to divide the talismans. Wen Zheng took out the beginner's talisman and began to draw according to the talisman on it. The successful talismans were divided equally.
The three of them made a lot of noise, and their laughter and conversation reached Mu Qing's ears. He closed the window in annoyance, but it didn't seem to block out the sound. He then cast a silencing spell.
Once the surroundings were completely silent, he calmed down and began to cultivate.
His memory seemed to return to the time when he had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. He chose to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, while his emotions gradually disappeared.
At that time, he was ordered to go to the front line to resist the demons. He forced the demons back thirty miles with a single sword, becoming the demons' nightmare. Righteous cultivators also began to call him Immortal Venerable Mu.
But just as he was fighting against the demons, news came that his master had fallen. He rushed back, but didn't even see his master's body. Only then did he realize that even the ruthless Dao could grieve. He asked the sect leader about the cause of his master's death, but the sect leader, who was clearly his master's friend, remained silent about it and told him to focus on his cultivation.
Even if the sect leader didn't say it, Mu Qing knew that his master's death was related to the person who wanted to take his sword bone, but unfortunately he couldn't find out the truth after investigating for a long time.
Just as he was about to give up, Wen Zheng suddenly appeared, carrying the spiritual power of that group of people. Mu Qing couldn't help but suspect that Wen Zheng was an undercover agent who had infiltrated the Zhuxian Sect.
The goal was the sword bone on his body.
Mu Qing closed her eyes, her mind not on cultivation, but on many other things.
In the end, he concluded that he should wait and see, and wait for the fox to show its tail before making any moves.
Just as he was lost in thought, a plank suddenly fell from the roof. He looked up and saw Wen Zheng banging on his roof, repairing the hole in it.
"What are you doing?"
“Patch the hole,” Wen Zheng said without even looking at him, “consider it my apology for taking your master’s magic weapon.”
She learned from the sect leader about the relationship between Qingling Daoist and Mu Qing, and also about the suspicious circumstances surrounding Qingling Daoist's death. The Qingling Brocade Brush in her possession was the only thing left behind by Qingling Daoist.
But she couldn't give it to Mu Qing; this brush was very energy-efficient when drawing talismans, and it was very important to her right now.
Mu Qing didn't say anything, just watched Wen Zheng finish repairing the roof with a blank expression, her brows furrowed as if in a knot.
Wen Zheng ignored him, finished repairing the equipment, and went back to sleep. She was going to work odd jobs at the Medical Peak the next day and would be very busy.
The next day.
Wen Zheng got up early and went to the Medicine Peak. Elder Yun Ge was very pleased to see Wen Zheng helping out so early in the morning and said, "After you finish sorting these medicinal herbs, go and rest. There are many medical books in the east room. You can go and take a look when you have time. Don't bother reading the books in the next room."
Wen Zheng nodded and asked, "What kind of books are in the room next door?"
Elder Yun Ge saw her busy organizing the medicinal herbs and said, "These are all foreign medical books. Some of the treatment methods are too radical and unheard of. If you are not careful, you could easily get into trouble and lose your life."
She was worried that Wen Zheng would try it.
Wen Zheng's eyes flickered, and she responded before continuing to organize the medicinal herbs.
It was almost noon when Wen Zheng finished preparing the medicinal herbs. She heard that someone on Sword Peak had been injured, and most of the people from Medicine Peak had gone to help treat the wound. The surroundings were quiet.
Wen Zheng stretched and stopped outside the house on the east side.
After standing there for a while, she turned and walked towards the house next door.
Perhaps we should try some unorthodox methods.
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