Chapter 44044 How could she have such a shameful dream.
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There would be no one else who could convey a message to her late at night except Ji Weilan.
Although this senior brother has a childish mind, he is reliable. He said that he would give her the news in just one day, so she took it seriously.
The paper crane spun around in the air a few times before finally landing in Lu Qingqing's open palm.
She tapped the paper crane's head with her fingertips, and Ji Weilan's clear and smiling voice came out.
"Junior Sister, I asked my friends at Shenxiang Mountain, and they found out that your enemy didn't become an inner sect disciple."
Lu Qingqing nodded the paper crane's head again and replied.
"Thank you, Brother Ji. When we're done with this, let's go fishing."
After he finished speaking, he twisted his fingers and recited a formula. The paper crane was covered in golden light and flew out from his palm, heading straight into the night and soon disappeared without a trace.
In any case, it's a good thing that Luo Chi failed to join Shenxiang Mountain.
With his aptitude and ambition, if he were to practice systematically in the First Sword Sect, he might evolve into some formidable devil.
Of course, one can practice swordsmanship in other sects, but after all, they lack the foundation and unique skills, and the luck and opportunities are far less than those in the big sects.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingqing relaxed slightly.
But she knew in her heart that she would have to settle the score with Luo Chi sooner or later.
Before that, you must practice diligently and seize the time to improve your cultivation.
Because the other party is also a martial arts fanatic, he must be busy looking for a way to break through.
With so many trivial matters in mind, it is difficult to find true peace.
Lu Qingqing looked at the porcelain bottle on the table and then she remembered that she was interrupted when she was about to take her medicine.
When you open the bottle, a slightly bitter medicinal aroma fills the air, making you want to take a deep breath.
……etc.
Lu Qingqing sniffed, poured out a pill and put it into her mouth.
Since entering the world of the book, she has eaten many elixirs, but she remembers the smell and taste of each one clearly and can distinguish them.
She had taken this healing pill before.
That strange medicinal fragrance, the smoothness and comfort in the throat...
I remember it now. I remember it all.
It was the medicine that the little spirit beast fed her when she was seriously injured in the Shura Secret Realm that day.
Where did this little thing come from? How could it carry this kind of advanced healing medicine with it?
You should know that the refining process of Xianyu Dan is complicated, and it is difficult to succeed unless you are a great medicine practitioner.
Lu Qingqing smiled bitterly and shook her head: We just met by chance, so why think too much about it.
I just hope it lives a good life and finds its own path as soon as possible.
Since being promoted to a Jindan cultivator, Lu Qingqing no longer needs to eat grains, nor does she need to sleep like a mortal. She usually meditates and regulates her breathing, so naturally she hasn't had a dream for a long time.
But tonight she miraculously fell into a dream.
In her dream, she was attacked by a scoundrel in Fuyue Town, and then she met a monk named Wei Xing who teased her with bad intentions in Jubao Tower. Later, the scene jumped to Donghu Mountain, where she was besieged by several people from the Hehuan Sect who wanted to capture her and use her as a cauldron.
Several scenes are repeated and intertwined. The enemy is aggressive and hideous. She is furious but can do nothing about it.
Lu Qingqing felt more irritated and frustrated than ever before. She took out her sword and slashed at the chaotic scene.
But the figures of those villains did not disappear, and they still approached her with strange laughter.
At the moment of collapse, a black figure was seen falling from the sky.
He raised his hand lightly, and all the scoundrels were reduced to ashes.
The distorted picture returned to tranquility.
On the mountain path, the man in black stood quietly in front of her.
This time he was not wearing a hat or a scarf, but his entire face was in shadow, and his facial features and contours were blurred.
"benefactor."
Lu Qingqing was looking forward to it and asked softly, "Can you tell me your name?"
The man in black smiled slightly.
——Although she couldn’t see his face, Lu Qingqing knew he was smiling.
Soon a thick fog surrounded him. When the fog cleared, a small animal squatted in front of Lu Qingqing.
"Fluffy?!" She couldn't believe her eyes, "Why are you here?"
The little spirit beast didn't say anything, but jumped onto her shoulder, and its fluffy tail, like before, loosely wrapped around her neck, feeling soft and warm to the touch.
Lu Qingqing rubbed the little guy with her neck as usual.
But it was empty-handed.
Looking again, the fluffy little beast had disappeared, and its shoulder was empty.
And she was no longer on the mountain path of Donghu Mountain, but at the observatory of Jimu Peak.
Feng Yingheng stood with his back to her, his hands behind his back. His wide sleeves rustled in the wind, but his posture was steady as a pine tree.
Seeing this back, for some reason, Lu Qingqing's heart was filled with emotion and tears welled up in her eyes.
Then she took a few steps forward uncontrollably and hugged him from behind.
The next moment, Lu Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes.
Her heart was beating fast.
The faint scent of herbs, the touch of skin through clothes, the other person's slightly warm body temperature...
Everything in the dream was so real that it shocked her brain nerves and made her feel lost and helpless.
The moment I calmed down a little, it seemed even more ridiculous.
Lu Qingqing couldn't help but smile bitterly. What on earth was wrong with her that she actually dreamed of such a rebellious scene?
She exhaled lightly, sat cross-legged, and silently chanted the Heart Cleansing Mantra in her heart.
Gradually, all the restlessness in my heart settled down one by one, and even the trace of melancholy that I dared not delve into disappeared without a trace.
…
"Why are you a little absent-minded today?"
Feng Yingheng, who rolled up his sleeves and was teaching how to raise seedlings and plant seeds, suddenly asked a question.
Lu Qingqing was stunned.
Facing her master's handsome but extremely serious face, she could not forget the dream she had last night, nor could she forget her daring behavior in the dream.
A secret shame came over me, and my heartbeat suddenly became irregular again.
Feng Yingheng frowned slightly and looked at her intently, as if he was going to let her off without a reply.
Lu Qingqing pursed her lips and subconsciously avoided looking at him. "Master, I'm fine. I just had a dream yesterday that disrupted my breathing."
Feng Yingheng: "Nightmare?"
The first half was probably a nightmare, and the second half was...
Lu Qingqing didn't dare to think further.
In Feng Yingheng's eyes, her expression showed that what he was saying came true.
The master put down the farm tools, washed his hands in the pool beside him, grabbed Lu Qingqing's wrist, and placed three fingers on it.
Lu Qingqing: ...
"My body is fine, but my mind is a little uneasy, so I have dreams and even nightmares." Feng Yingheng was a little unhappy. "Practice requires calmness and not impetuousness."
"Master, I know I was wrong."
Lu Qingqing lowered her head and nodded obediently.
Seeing how pitiful she looked, I couldn't say anything harsher.
"Go ahead," Feng Yingheng said, "you go ahead and plant all the seedlings."
Lu Qingqing had already quickly recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra silently, and now her mind was as clear as a mirror, pure and without any obstructions.
"Yes, Master."
…
Those complex and inexplicable emotions brought about by dreams are, after all, empty things with no reason and no destination. With the peaceful life and hard practice day after day, they gradually dissipated into nothingness.
The medicinal field that Lu Qingqing tended to herself had already harvested wave after wave of herbs. She had also made many furnaces of excellent primary and even intermediate-level elixirs. Even her uncles praised her endlessly when they saw them.
She had read through all the pharmacopoeia prescriptions Feng Yingheng had given her, and she knew them by heart.
Lu Qingqing never gave up practicing swordsmanship. She was beaten to a pulp by her master with just three moves at the beginning. Now, not only does she have a high success rate in dodging, she also has enough energy to fight Feng Yingheng for dozens of rounds.
Of course, this was only the case when Master only exerted a small amount of effort. Even so, Lu Qingqing had accumulated a wealth of combat experience, which would be of great help in actual combat.
Most importantly, in less than a year, her cultivation level had risen four small steps, reaching the second level of the middle stage of the Golden Core, exactly the same as Ji Weilan. The uncle was quite irritated and urgently increased his son's training, frequently throwing him into the small secret realm.
Feng Yingheng was naturally very satisfied with Lu Qingqing's performance and gradually changed his teaching methods.
In the morning, he can plant herbs or go to a beautiful place to collect herbs. In the afternoon, Lu Qingqing can arrange her time freely and rest if she wants.
At night, it is still sword practice and actual combat.
——But in the actual combat class, he no longer comes out to fight against Lu Qingqing, but arranges puppets or uses spiritual power to create various magical beasts out of thin air.
The reason is very simple. Feng Yingheng knows that she will be soft-hearted, and only by sending the ruthless puppet monster to fight her with real swords and guns can he gain something.
And his apprentice did not disappoint him. His swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. He continued to accumulate experience in battles and cleverly used spells, elixirs and swordsmanship. He actually killed a puppet bird with the ability of an early Nascent Soul stage.
Of course, she was also seriously injured.
"You did very well." Feng Yingheng helped his apprentice to her feet as usual and injected Qi into her pulse. "There will be no classes tomorrow. You should have a good rest."
"Master." Lu Qingqing's eyes sparkled. "Is it okay for Senior Brother Ji and I to go fishing tomorrow?"
Ever since she went fishing with Ji Weilan a few times a while ago, she had fallen in love with this leisure activity. No wonder there are so many fishermen in modern society, it is really addictive.
Feng Yingheng raised his eyebrows, "Sure, as long as you can ask him out."
Lu Qingqing couldn't help but smile. Her master had a rather dry sense of humor.
"Master Uncle asked him to go into seclusion again?"
"Um."
"Ah...what a pity..." Lu Qingqing looked up and muttered to herself, "I was hoping for a lively occasion."
Feng Yingheng also looked up at the sky when he heard this.
Under the deep blue night sky, the silver moon is almost a round disk, casting a bright light.
Lu Qingqing's profile is also coated with a white halo, making her look even purer and more beautiful.
Somewhere in my heart suddenly felt soft and safe.
At this moment, he heard his apprentice ask, "Master, do you have any osmanthus seeds?"
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