Chapter 18: One Spiritual Root is Stronger than Five
Qi Qing reached his hand into the bed and felt the back of his hand was at the right temperature. He then touched the mattress, which was just the right thickness. Not to mention that he was cushioning the child under the bed, so it didn't hurt anyone at all.
He yawned, patted the child's back gently, and said vaguely: "The barrier is there, there will be no beasts or snakes, sleep peacefully."
The child's hands touched his neck and chin in a somewhat disorderly manner, and gently cupped his cheeks.
Qi Qing closed his eyes and ignored him. Yue Ji put his other hand closer and said, "Master, your face is so cold."
"…Because you keep stealing my blanket."
The young man pulled down his hand and tried to push the child's head down: "Okay, if you don't sleep, I will sleep too."
Yue Ji insisted, "But Master's neck is hot."
"If your neck isn't warm, then you're dead, right?" Qi Qing sighed, and expertly predicted the hand that would grab your cheek again, and urged, "Go to sleep quickly, or I'll die in front of you."
The person in his arms was indeed quiet for a while, but only for a moment.
The moon was in the center of the sky, and the little head on his chest popped out again, saying sullenly, "I can't sleep."
Qi Qing opened one eye: "First time spending the night outside?"
The child didn't answer, but his black and white eyes stared at him silently, like a little animal picked up by a two-legged beast and brought back to its nest.
The young man looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered that in the original novel, during the first month that Yue Ji entered Qianyuan Palace, he also stayed up all night like this, looking at the moon alone.
The child in the book was confused by bullying from his peers and unknown talents. What about now? Why couldn't Yue Ji sleep?
The frosty wind blew through the leaves, blowing the child's soft hair onto his face, causing a slight itch.
Qi Qing tucked the corner of the quilt tightly, hugged Yue Ji's shoulders, and whispered: "If you can't sleep, I'll sing a song for you."
Yue Ji's eyes widened slightly, obviously not expecting his master to say such a thing.
The young man patted his shoulders, clap time, and hummed softly.
His voice was clear with a slight nasal tone, like a small boat floating in the waves, swaying and rocking, so gentle that it was unbelievable.
The branches, leaves and mountain moon also began to sway and lightly turned into water.
While singing, the child pressed his face against the young man's warm chest and slowly closed his eyes.
…
Another morning came to Tiandu Sect.
Qi Qing went back to the yard to put away the things he bought yesterday, and went to the cafeteria to eat by himself.
After all, the tree branch was not as good as a proper bed. He felt sore in his back and waist when sleeping on it. With a child lying on him, it was difficult for him to turn over easily. He almost became paralyzed after one night.
While rubbing his stiff waist, he said to the chef, "Please serve more food from the bowl at the back. My disciple is growing."
The chef who served the food was the same one from last time. I heard his name was Ji Chunfeng. He was very young, handsome and clean, and always smiling at everyone.
What is surprising is that although he looks so young, he actually has the cultivation level of Golden Core.
The young disciple standing behind Qi Qing whispered to his companions: "Our sect is so powerful that a Jindan cultivator can only be a cook!"
Considering that he was still a Jindan cultivator last month, Qi Qing felt that he needed to clear the name of Jindan cultivators.
He turned around and said, "No, Master Ji's graduation was delayed. He was preparing to research the advanced recipe of Hu La Tang for his apprenticeship assignment, so he went to the Spiritual Medicine Garden to steal Tianshan Snow Lotus. As a result, he picked it as the apprenticeship assignment of the chief disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Garden elder. The Spiritual Medicine Elder chased him around half of the sect, and then reported it to his master, who suspended his apprenticeship assignment."
After working for a month, Qi Qing had become very familiar with the disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Garden and could easily get such gossip.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
The young disciple sighed, "...How miserable."
"It doesn't matter." Qi Qing shrugged. "The chief disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Garden didn't graduate successfully because the Tianshan Snow Lotus was picked, and now we are waiting for it to grow again."
I'm afraid these two will be entangled for a long time.
Ji Chunfeng handed over the bowl of porridge at the right time. He didn't get angry when he heard the discussion. He smiled tolerantly and said, "Here, it's yours."
Qi Qing took it and thanked him, then looked down and found that it was even thinner this time than last time.
Really holds a grudge.
He was about to go back depressed, but after taking a few steps he almost bumped into someone coming towards him.
"Junior brother." The man in black tights pulled him aside and took his bowl. "Where did you go yesterday? I couldn't find you anywhere."
Qi Qing quickly stopped his hand: "This belongs to my apprentice, don't snatch it. I took him down the mountain to buy new clothes yesterday. What's the matter?"
The senior brother returned the bowl to him and sneered, "You raised this disciple. If you don't know, you would think you are spoiling your son. Okay, I came here today just to find your disciple."
He took out a jade token and waved it in front of Qi Qing: "After breakfast, come with me to the main peak."
Qi Qing took a quick look at the Lingxiao Mountain token, most likely it was an appointment from the headmaster: "Master wants to see him?"
The elder brother said, "You left in a hurry the day before yesterday and forgot to test your nephew's spiritual roots. I will make up for it today."
He left as if he was sending a notice, leaving Qi Qing alone to drink his porridge slowly.
He knew what the outcome would be.
——Miscellaneous spiritual roots.
Because of this, Yue Ji was ridiculed as a loser for several years.
Now that he had to do it again, he actually felt a little bit reluctant.
But no matter how much he didn't want to face it, reality would never change under his will.
The mountain behind Lingxiao.
"Put your hand on it, chant the Heart Sutra silently in your heart, and wait until your palm becomes warm."
The senior brother demonstrated on the test stone, then motioned Qi Qing to bring the child forward.
Yue Ji didn't move, but secretly glanced at Qi Qing.
The young man touched his head and said, "Don't be afraid, it's very simple."
The child pursed his lips and asked, "Once the spiritual root is chosen, can it be changed for the rest of my life?"
The senior brother said: "Spiritual roots are not chosen, they are something you already have. Could it be that you already have the spiritual roots you want in your mind?"
Yue Ji whispered: "I want to be like Master..."
"What?" The senior brother didn't hear clearly, so he simply stepped aside and said, "Put aside all distracting thoughts, come on, give it a try."
The child thought of something before taking a step, and looked at Qi Qing: "Master, what kind of spiritual root do you think I have?"
Of course it's mixed... Qi Qing almost blurted it out, looked at his expectant eyes and hesitated for a moment, then said against his will: "Golden Spiritual Root, or Fire Spiritual Root."
In the original novel, Yue Ji liked to pretend to have gold spiritual roots or fire spiritual roots, for no other reason than that it was useful in fighting and making pills.
Yue Ji was stunned. The answer he got was not the same ice spiritual roots as the young man, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Looking at the blank test stone, he slowly walked forward, raised his arm and placed it on it.
The palm of my hand felt slippery and cold at first, and then a trace of heat ran through it, as if a living thing under the stone slipped past quickly.
Seeing the child close his eyes, the senior brother walked to Qi Qing and said with his lips: "Most likely a gold spiritual root."
The light that just flashed on the test stone was golden. This child must have a murderous aura. If he is educated well, he will become the next generation of sword master in time.
Then there was a flash of brown.
The senior brother was surprised and asked in confusion: "It turned into an earth spirit root?"
Qi Qing shook his head.
The brown light gradually expanded, and the senior brother's eyes flashed with pity, and said: "It doesn't matter, the earth spirit root is also suitable for his personality, the Yin soil is delicate, and he will have no worries about his future as a formation cultivator."
The brown color deepened and turned into red in an instant.
The senior brother opened his eyes wide: "Changed again? Could it be that... he is actually the chosen fire spirit root?"
Qi Qing said nothing, just kept shaking his head.
The fire burned fiercely, burning the test stone red.
"It must be the Fire Spirit this time... Wait, why is he still changing?!"
The senior brother was dumbfounded: "Where did the water come from?!"
He immediately cast a accusing look at Qi Qing: "Were you secretly letting the water out? Tell the truth!"
Qi Qing spread his hands: "It's unfair, sir, I only have ice spirit roots, how can I give him water?"
While the two were talking, the test stone changed color again.
The senior brother looked at the green color above and was already a little numb: "Oh, wood spirit root."
How many more colors are there for him to see?
Unexpectedly, after turning green, the color of the entire test stone faded and turned white again.
The colorful kind.
Yue Ji opened his eyes and was startled to see the complicated looks from his uncle and master.
He asked carefully: "My spiritual roots... are not very good?"
The senior brother wiped his face and said, "No, it's great!"
I have never seen so many spiritual roots appearing in one person at the same time in my life!
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