ebookland Chapter 696 What’s wrong with the old woman?
Chapter 696 What’s wrong with the old woman?
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"Jade?"
"What jade?"
When Zhao Qing heard Chu Xin's retelling, his reaction was exactly the same as Chu Xin's. He was unable to understand the meaning at all.
Qin Chuxin felt strange and shook her head slightly, smiling, "I don't know. That's what she said, and she also told you to keep an eye on the situation in Night Soul Country."
Zhao Qing: ...
He thought about it for a moment, and then a light bulb went off in his head, as if he remembered something. He couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, but also felt curious.
Long before he entered the Xutian Ruins, he followed Qingying in the valley market of Langfuya, and Qingying casually handed him a jade pendant.
It was originally hung on Qingying's waist... At that time, it was said that Lieying Island was in chaos, and no fellow Taoist would deliberately make things difficult for her if she carried the jade pendant.
This kind of scripted thing.
Of course Zhao Qing didn't take it seriously, and there was nothing special about the jade pendant.
But now... tell me, does your Jade Token have other uses?!
At present, Zhao Qing's soul was wandering, and he couldn't use his body to take out the jade pendant to check it. He just felt that it was very strange and weird.
It’s like when you’re playing a game and clearing a level in a dungeon... you suddenly discover that the key to unlocking the door is in the most inconspicuous place in the novice gift pack!
What the hell...
For no reason, Zhao Qing had a vague feeling that the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower was still a bit playful at heart, although he had never experienced it personally.
"What does Chu Xin think of my Master?"
Zhao Qing put some of his thoughts aside and asked the Taoist-dressed woman in front of him with a smile.
Qin Chuxin was slightly stunned when she heard this, and was speechless for a moment.
How could she evaluate the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower?
As for all the previous feelings of shame, he would not mention them to Zhao Qing. That was a matter between Zhao Qing and his master, and it was not his turn to judge.
She just smiled lightly and murmured self-deprecatingly, "I thought I could learn a few superficial things from the young lady by watching closely..."
"But in the end, the young lady only taught you. Even though Chu Xin watched, there was no improvement at all."
Qin Chuxin felt quite helpless at this moment, and admired Qingying even more in his heart.
What are direct disciples and what are registered disciples.
Disciples are disciples, and the rest are of no use even if they just watch.
Without personal instruction from that being, even if one observes and ponders a thousand times, one will never be able to learn the true meaning of it.
What Qingying passed down seemed to be some kind of meaning and truth, as if it had taken Zhao Qing for a while, and his future path would be affected.
As for preaching, teaching and spreading the Dharma?
Not at all...
Chu Xin sighed inwardly. Not to mention that he couldn't learn anything by watching from the sidelines, even if the host of the OP took action against him like he did to Zhao Qing, it would be of no use at all.
Because it was for Zhao Qing, not for anyone else.
"I'll help you heal your injuries."
Qin Chuxin didn't say anything more, but turned to look at the injured body in the crystal coffin, sitting cross-legged while speaking so bluntly.
In this regard.
Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and shook his head gently: "Let's keep an eye on the situation in Chenshahai... I have to go see Master."
He speaks his mind.
He asked Chu Xin to help keep an eye on the outside world, and he planned to go to the bedroom to see the young lady.
As for why he wanted to go... he himself couldn't explain it.
Anyway, I just want to go.
My master taught me that now that he is seriously injured and lying in bed, it is reasonable for me to stay by his side. How can I hide away and recuperate?
Shouldn't I take the initiative to find the lady and wait for her to call Aqing over?
Somehow.
When Zhao Qing thought about talking to Qingying, he felt countless anxieties and expectations in his heart, but he was also panic-stricken and had a strange sense of guilt.
About half a minute later.
Zhao Qing's soul returned to his injured body, but with Chu Xin using his vast cultivation to seal the blood wound, he didn't look too embarrassed.
He endured the tearing pain and changed into a black robe to cover it up.
So he parted ways with Chu Xin.
Chu Xin helped to walk around, while he helped Qinghuan to tidy up the courtyard a little, and then went to face Qingying.
In fact.
Si He and the young master, along with Nangong Yao, had already arrived at Chensha Sea.
But seeing that Qingying was not dead, Si He didn't care anymore. They had even reached tens of thousands of miles away and planned to go to other places outside the world to have a look.
After all, even the young master of Tianxiang Tower didn't want to visit Qingjun at all.
I just thought that since it was such a supreme being, when it didn't actively look for me, it would be better to stay away from it as much as possible, and it would be best to just pretend that I didn't see it and didn't know about it.
Even if you visit respectfully, no one will pay you any attention, it will only make you feel bored.
……
It was an ordinary jade pendant, slightly cool to the touch, without any traces of spiritual power on it.
Zhao Qing was also unable to find any overly magical usage.
He tried various methods one after another.
Only when stimulated by qi and blood, the jade pendant will emit a faint cold light, absorbing the scarlet and scattered blood in the yard, and gathering it into a small ball of crystal clear red blood.
Zhao Qing suppressed all the doubts in his mind, and together with Qinghuan, carefully put away the two bottles of Zhuhong.
He practiced the Azure Dragon Blood Codex and felt it most directly. After Qingying's blood energy dissipated and dripped, it was no longer as flawless and pure as before, and there was no good way to perfectly refine it.
As for collecting Qingying's blood...
This is a fairy treasure!
At the very least, it can be close to the inherited blood of the Blood Robe.
Qinghuan licked Qingying's blood essence back then. Although it is not Qingying's blood essence that he actively forced to refine now, it is still in large quantities... and useful.
As a person walking in blood, how can I not cherish the blood of the poster?
Soon.
Qinghuan smiled lightly and quietly cleaned up the mess in the yard.
Zhao Qingze took the initiative to approach the bedroom and called out softly, "Master."
"Ah."
A slightly tired voice sounded, and Zhao Qing's heart trembled slightly. Then he pushed the door open and walked in without hesitation.
He had never dared to enter Qingying's bedroom before, and he had no intention of doing so.
But now, facing the master, there is nothing inconvenient.
At least.
Zhao Qing really wanted to go in.
To be frank, I mean I have expectations of being with Qingying.
For this, Si He almost scolded him to death.
But Si He... is also looking forward to it.
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The slightly warm morning sun shines through the window. In the quiet and empty bedroom, there is only a desk and a quilt.
Things like makeup mirrors and powder used by girls do not exist at all.
Qingying never wears makeup, so she looks more pure and pretty, but not as bright and energetic as a pretty woman. She has a vague sense of tiredness and coldness.
Bed.
Half covered by a slightly messy quilt, Qingying was wearing a plain white lining. She leaned against the headboard and looked at Zhao Qing calmly, with a hint of fatigue in her eyes.
Zhao Qing felt a little scared when he was looked at, but he didn't know how to face his master. He just felt uneasy and his heart was beating fast, and the blood was almost rising to his cheeks.
Zhao Qing himself felt inexplicably helpless.
It just feels like a high school student having their first love!
Even when Zhang Jin teased him, he didn't blush, but when facing his master... he clearly didn't intend to do anything, but it turned out like this.
He knew that a man's throbbing passion would never change.
Students tend to blush when facing female classmates, regardless of whether they are their sweethearts or not, because they can only face the unknown with self-ashamedness.
——Just like now.
"You look good."
Qingying glanced at him calmly, smiled softly, then closed her eyes and leaned against the head of the bed, calming down.
Zhao Qing was also speechless.
But no matter what, he is a veteran and will not be speechless after being confronted.
He nodded slightly and opened the window frame as he walked.
Then he took the initiative to help his master pour out the hot tea on the bedside table, and then poured a new one and put it away respectfully.
Qingying had opened her beautiful eyes at some point, watching quietly without even taking the tea. After all, her hand was still injured... what could she use to take the tea?!
"Sit down. Why are you here if you don't want to go and recuperate?"
Zhao Qing did not sit down. He bowed respectfully and earnestly, "Master, you have taken the trouble to teach me. I have not yet thanked you."
He bowed deeply, truly with great sincerity.
However, Qingying watched calmly, but just leaned against the head of the bed silently.
After staring at the man who was bowing before him for three or four breaths, he whispered softly, "Well, get out."
Um! ?
Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment.
But he is also very clear about the current situation.
Qingying let him in and was willing to speak, but then asked him to leave.
Si He suddenly spat: "That means the way you opened it is wrong. Do you think you can figure out this old woman? Just try to pull her apart!"
Of course Zhao Qing would not touch his master. Why would he touch someone for no reason?
Looking for death.
He then asked, "I wonder if this jade pendant that Master left for me..."
The woman's beautiful eyes remained calm as she looked at Zhao Qing wearily, her slightly pale pink lips never opening again.
It was as if he was an outsider, and he was waiting and watching.
This inevitably made Zhao Qing embarrassed.
But in front of the Master, this little bit of oppression is nothing.
What else to do?
Just be obedient and leave?
It would be better to listen to your master... and just start pulling her apart.
Zhao Qing's thoughts raced.
But there was no excuse.
In the end, he couldn't bear to look at Qingying anymore, so he just gave up and hit her in the face.
"My injuries are not bad, I want to stay by Master's side and serve him."
Hearing this, the tired woman leaning against the headboard of the bed glanced sideways, smiled calmly and softly, nodded slightly and said, "Sit down."
Zhao Qing: ???
Si He:? ? ?
They were both confused for a moment. If Qingying wasn't an elderly person who was too lonely and needed the company of younger people... wouldn't this be too straightforward?
But if you put yourself in their shoes, it would be truly heartbreaking if the disciple you have paid a price to train doesn't even want to stay by your side and take care of him.
Zhao Qing felt that he had some idea of his master's feelings.
But he did not sit down. Instead, he picked up the tea and respectfully handed it to Qingying's lips.
The woman fluttered her curved eyelashes, raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Qing calmly, then put her dry pink lips on the cup and took a few sips.
The warm sun streamed in through the window, and the light and shadow slanted between the master and the disciple. It seemed that it should be like this, everything was normal.
thump thump——
thump thump——
Zhao Qing leaned over and fed An Jing, who was holding her breath, perhaps because of her shoulder injury.
At this moment, the hands that were serving the tea were trembling a little... He seemed to hear his own heartbeat like a drum.
After all, the master's straight and beautiful nose was right in front of him, his long and curved eyelashes fluttered occasionally, and there was a hint of blood in the air.
The pink lips that were blurred by the warm tea gradually regained color and seemed to become softer and more tender.
now.
Zhao Qing was completely unable to connect the gentle woman in front of him with the cold face before.