Chapter 50 050 She thought her master had forgotten about Mid-Autumn Festival and her...
Lishan, Fuxi Hall.
When old friends meet, they are naturally very happy.
"Qingqing, it's only been a year since we last met, and yet your cultivation has improved so much. It's truly delightful." Jiang Qingbo was in high spirits, his eyes sparkling. "I knew you were something special. Not only did you join the Yunmiao Sect, but you also became Master Feng's first disciple. I'm truly honored."
"Uncle Jiang, you're too kind." Since Feng Yingheng was mentioned, she took out the elixirs and spiritual fruits. "These are what Master asked me to bring you. They're the Immortal Healing Pill and the Flesh and Bone Pill he personally refined. There are also spiritual fruits that my Second Uncle-Master personally planted. You and Jun can try some."
The Immortal Healing Pill is well-known to everyone. It is the best healing pill for cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. The Meat and Bone Pill is an advanced healing pill suitable for cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage. It is priceless in the Dawn Continent and is hard to find.
Jiang Qingbo felt quite terrified when the powerful man gave such a generous gift.
"Master Feng has given such a generous gift, but I have nothing to offer in return. Truly..."
"Master is a sentimental person and doesn't mind these things. Uncle Jiang, don't overthink it either." Lu Qingqing took out lychees from the basket. "Uncle Jiang, Jun, try some."
Jiang Qingbo doesn't like eating fruits, but Jiang Jun can't stop eating one after another.
"The fruit infused with spiritual energy is indeed more delicious, making your mouth water and leaving you with an endless aftertaste."
He was still gentle and polite, his words were refreshing, and his smile was more mature than before.
The look he gave Lu Qingqing became more reserved and more passionate.
But Lu Qingqing didn't notice it.
She chatted with Jiang Jun for an entire afternoon, and knowing that everything was going well for him, she felt extremely at ease.
As the clouds in the sky turned a dazzling golden color, it was time to say goodbye.
Jiang Jun ordered someone to take out a small box, "Qingqing, this is something Uncle Jiang made especially for you. I was thinking of bringing it to you when I went to Taiji Continent, but I didn't expect you to come back to see us first."
Inside the box was an exquisite silver bracelet, which matched Lu Qingqing's simple dress very well.
Since it was made by Jiang Qingbo, it must be a good thing containing hidden weapons.
Lu Qingqing didn't hesitate and put it on after thanking him.
Jiang Qingbo then smiled and explained to her, "This bracelet I made can shoot out deadly poison needles. It also contains Heavenly Silk, which I have tempered a hundred times and is impervious to water and fire. This silk can kill people, but it can also bind them. No one below the level of Spiritual Transformation can break free."
"That's right." Jiang Jun added, "My father tried it on my uncle, but even he couldn't break free."
Jiang Qingbo's younger brother was at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, but he couldn't escape. This Tiancan silk must be a really good thing.
Lu Qingqing couldn't help but feel happy and thanked Uncle Jiang profusely.
"Why are you being so polite to me?" Uncle Jiang patted Lu Qingqing's shoulder. "I already treat you like my own daughter. If you encounter any problems on Donghu Mountain, please let me know at any time."
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The transmission array at the top of Donghu Mountain is actually activated twice a day.
In the morning, cultivators from other continents are teleported to the Dawn Continent, and in the afternoon, cultivators from the Dawn Continent are teleported to other places.
The spirit stone in Lu Qingqing's hand is the size of a goose egg, emerald green and lustrous. It can not only activate the formation, but also has a powerful defensive effect. No cultivator below the Divine Transformation level can hurt her.
In addition, Lu Qingqing was a disciple of the Yunmiao Sect and had a strong background. Therefore, even though she was as beautiful as a flower, she no longer wore a cone-shaped hat to cover it up, and the monks passing by did not dare to covet her at all.
The defenders of the formation only do two things every day: "collect tolls" and activate the formation.
After activating the formation in the afternoon, Lu Qingqing became idle.
She would always ask the system to help him keep an eye on her while she would return to the space to meditate and practice.
It has been two months since Lu Qingqing came to the Dawn Continent, but she has not yet broken through to the second level of the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. This is a very rare situation for a genius like her.
She considered herself to be quite hardworking, and besides guarding the formation, she also practiced;
Unable to see her master, her mood became as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of worry.
Why can't I advance?
What exactly is the problem?
"Master, perhaps you have a demon in your heart."
Suddenly, the system spoke.
Lu Qingqing disagreed, "I'm only at the Golden Core stage, I shouldn't have a demon in my heart, right?"
She had only heard of such situations happening to Nascent Soul and Spiritual Transformation masters.
"It has nothing to do with your level of cultivation." The system said with an unfathomable look, "As long as you are human, you may have inner demons. Greed, anger, ignorance, failure to obtain what you desire, and love and separation can all give rise to inner demons."
The inner demon...
Her biggest fear was a tragic death in a book. With medication to suppress her charm, and the powerful backing of the Yunmiao Sect and Feng Yingheng, her life was safe for the time being.
After thinking about it, the answer is actually obvious, but subconsciously I don’t want to admit it.
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But there are some things that you can't admit even if you don't want to.
No matter how hard Lu Qingqing tried, how hard she studied the classics and techniques, or how she concentrated her mind in a space filled with spiritual energy, after almost a year, her cultivation was still stuck at the second level of the middle stage of the Golden Core.
It just so happened that the outer disciple Zhang Shun had not yet made a breakthrough, so Lu Qingqing could only continue to be the defender in Donghu Mountain.
...Okay.
She looked at the sky silently.
There is a bright moon above my head, almost full, with only a slightly concave edge, showing a hint of imperfection.
Just like her cultivation, it seems fast, but it is actually slow.
What’s even more terrifying is that no one has figured out a way to break the impasse.
Do you want to ask Master?
She hadn't seen Feng Yingheng for nearly a year. They had communicated with each other several times, and Feng Yingheng had always reminded her to take medicine on time and practice well.
Even if I only heard this person's voice, my heart would start pounding like it was going to jump out of my mouth.
If I meet him...
Lu Qingqing has been here for such a long time, but she has not achieved any enlightenment or breakthrough, but she has realized something very scary - her secret feelings for Feng Yingheng seem to be beyond the reach of time and space.
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In view of the fact that she was unable to break through her realm, Lu Qingqing simply gave up and put aside her cultivation. After finishing her work of guarding the formation every day, she would either read the scripture sent by Jiang Jun or play in Donghu Mountain.
In this way, the anxious mood was relieved a lot.
It turns out that being lazy is pleasurable.
After today's transmission, Lu Qingqing prepared to go to the mountain stream to catch some fish and then grill them.
——After fasting for many days, sometimes you need to satisfy your stomach.
She didn't catch too many, just one.
After cleaning the fish by the stream, Lu Qingqing returned to the top of the mountain, slowly built a fire, and carefully rubbed a thin layer of salt on the fish.
After a while, a fragrant smell wafted out, making people's mouths water.
She took out a pot of daughter's red wine from the space. This was the one Jiang Jun brought along with the book last time. He said it was brewed by Jiang Qingbo himself.
Just as he was about to open the bottle, he thought about it and finally put it back into the space.
The flames roasted the fish, making a puffing sound, and the smoke curled up into the sky, as if it was going to float to the round moon.
Lu Qingqing held her chin and looked up at the sky, and suddenly the famous lines of Su Shi, the poet, popped up in her mind.
I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart.
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.
The restrictions set by the ancient mighty ones emit a bright purple light all year round, which echoes with the moonlight, forming a brilliant and colorful halo, which is particularly magnificent.
But outside the beautiful halo, a shadow appeared in the distance. It was as graceful as a startled wild goose, and had an ethereal aura.
Lu Qingqing rubbed her eyes and froze in place, forgetting even to flip the fish in her hand.
The shadow was getting closer and closer, and finally stood in front of Lu Qingqing.
There was a faint smell of medicine, his eyebrows were calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Master, Master." Perhaps it was because her heartbeat was too fast, affecting her language system, but Lu Qingqing stuttered rarely.
Feng Yingheng hummed, his eyes as deep and clear as ever, shining faintly in the moonlight.
Lu Qingqing woke up as if from a dream, stood up and bowed, welcoming her master into the pavilion.
"Why are you here?" She said in a panic, "I didn't even boil water today, so I can't make tea for you."
"No need for tea." Feng Yingheng waved his sleeves, and a pot of wine and two plates of snacks appeared on the stone table. "Have a drink. Your favorite osmanthus wine. And your favorite hibiscus cake and hawthorn cake."
Lu Qingqing's heartbeat stopped for a beat, and then it began to beat vigorously, pushing blood to every part of her body, making it extremely hot.
She thought her master had forgotten the promise to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her.
"Do you still remember?" The voice trembled slightly.
Feng Yingheng raised his eyebrows, "Master is not an old man, so he naturally remembers it."
Lu Qingqing complained in her heart, at your age, it’s not wrong to call me old man.
"It's you." Feng Yingheng looked at Lu Qingqing, his eyes burning, seeming to be more dazzling than the bright moon, "Have you ever been drinking with other people behind my back?"
"Of course not!" Lu Qingqing curled her lips and said aggrievedly, "I promised to drink only with you, I will never break my promise!"
Feng Yingheng looked at his apprentice's angry expression and couldn't help but smile.
He then produced two small cups and poured wine into them.
The two clinked their glasses and drank.
Today's osmanthus wine is more delicious and mellow than before, Lu Qingqing thought with satisfaction.
"It's hard work to stay here alone." Feng Yingheng put down the cup and smiled faintly.
Actually, it wasn't hard, but after hearing what her master said, Lu Qingqing was like a child who had not grown up, and her tears couldn't help but fall down.
"Okay, okay." Feng Yingheng took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. "You're so old, and you're still crying."
His technique was still so gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
The refreshing aroma of medicine wafted into Lu Qingqing's mouth and nose, and she seemed to be intoxicated.
She walked to Feng Yingheng and squatted beside him as before.
"Master."
"Um?"
"I've been away for so long, have you missed me?"
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The author has something to say: Although Mid-Autumn Festival is still a few days away, it seems quite appropriate to release the chapter about the master and apprentice spending the holiday together in advance~
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