Chapter 86
The genius is in sight
On Langhuan Peak, Taoist Master Qinghua was making tonic soup for his apprentice. Suddenly, the hand holding the pot lid suddenly paused, and then continued to stir.
Bi Zao Rong Er Decoction is a combination of thousand-year-old jujube tree and thousand-year-old deep-sea velvet ear to nourish the body and blood. The most important thing is that these two substances are warm in nature. They are high-level spiritual substances that can be taken by a few disciples in the Qi refining period. They can be called holy nourishing products.
When Qinghua Daojun came over with a bowl of soup, Fu Yu happened to wake up.
"Master"
The voice was hoarse, and even Fu Yu himself was startled by the sound.
Qinghua Daojun put down the soup bowl and helped Fu Yu sit up, saying, "You have been brave for a moment, but now you will suffer."
As he said this, without stopping, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Fu Yu's mouth.
Looking at the spoon in front of him, Fu Yu's eyes heated up: "Master..."
"Open your mouth"
Fu Yu was quite aware of her physical condition, so she stopped being pretentious and just kept this kindness in her heart.
But as soon as his lips touched the spoon, Fu Yu was shocked. Before he could think about it, the thick soup slid down his mouth and into his stomach.
Immediately, a warm air dispersed from her abdomen, and she vaguely felt that the pain in her meridians was a little lighter.
"Master, what is this?"
Fu Yu stared, wondering what kind of soup this was, it was too magical.
Qinghua Daojun did not answer, but fed him a few mouthfuls. Seeing that Fu Yu's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, he felt relieved and handed the bowl to Fu Yu's hand: "This is a decoction to nourish blood and qi."
, don’t worry about anything else after you drink it, just lie down and close your eyes and have a good sleep.”
It didn't take Taoist Master Qinghua to tell Fu Yu that this thing was definitely not an ordinary thing, but she didn't ask any more questions and quietly drank the soup in the bowl, spoonful after spoonful.
Lowering his head and hesitating slightly, Fu Yu still asked: "Master, aren't you curious about what happened to me in the formation?"
Qinghua Daojun did not expect that Fu Yu would suddenly mention this. Speaking of which, she was indeed a little curious, not about the formation itself, but how the disciple made the formation dissipate.
But everyone has their own fate.
Qinghua Daojun smiled: "No matter what happens, as long as you are safe and sound."
As he spoke, Qinghua Daojun reached out and touched Fu Yu's little head, with a hint of reminiscence in his tone: "We monks compete with people, with fate, and sometimes even with heaven. It is inevitable that there will be many things along the way.
There will be dangers and obstacles, but please do not have any regrets in your heart."
"No regrets in your heart and no regrets in time?"
Fu Yu murmured softly.
Qinghua Daojun nodded: "You should know that no one has ascended in the Floating Light Continent for thousands of years. Although the road ahead is bleak, the number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is ninety-nine out of forty. Who knows that the remaining ones are not a glimmer of hope?"
Fu Yu looked at Taoist Master Qinghua with bright eyes. Who knows what the road ahead will be if you don't walk on the road to immortality?
"Master, can you recognize this thing?"
Fu Yu's consciousness moved, and a small pill bottle appeared in his hand.
Qinghua Daojun was stunned, picked up the thing in Fu Yu's palm, looked at it, and put it back in Fu Yu's hand with a smile on his face.
"You don't know this?"
should i know.
Fu Yu put down the empty bowl he was holding in his left hand, held the exquisite little elixir bottle in both hands, and took a closer sniff.
"You girl!"
Qinghua Daojun couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this: "Do you remember the records of the origin of the battle method in the book?"
"The origin of the formation?" Fu Yu wondered, wondering if this really wasn't a mustard space, and murmured: "The origin of the formation is to change or even create space through media."
Taojun Qinghua just looked at her and smiled without saying a word.
Fu Yu was stunned: "This is the medium?"
Seeing Qinghua Daojun nodding, Fu Yu still couldn't believe it: "How could this be the formation medium?!"
"Why is it not possible?" Qinghua Daojun glanced at her: "Yes or no, you will know if you try it yourself."
try?
Fu Yu was confused: "Master, please give me some advice."
Unexpectedly, Qinghua Daojun shook his head: "The formation method is different from the other three arts. The formation master's perception of the formation method is closely related to the creation of the medium. This is a medium that belongs exclusively to you. There is nothing to teach as a teacher.
, and it can’t be taught.”
Seeing that Fu Yu wanted to say more, she added: "The medium level is Xuan Huang. Although your medium is not above the yellow level, it is a rare growth type. Finally, your sin this time has not been in vain."
It seems that she is a disciple with good luck. She spent a lot of effort to find the formation medium back then. However, thinking that Fu Yu really had a narrow escape this time, Qinghua Taoist Master could not help but feel that he was lucky enough to turn a bad thing into a good one.
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When Fu Yu heard that his medium was Huang Ji, he was not only not discouraged, but was also very surprised.
Although the growth-type formation medium has a low starting point, it will grow and upgrade as the formation master's understanding of the formation and ability improve. It is a special medium that can grow together with the formation master.
"Oh, I almost forgot, are you planning to participate in the sect competition?"
Qinghua Daojun tucked Fu Yu into a quilt and asked suddenly.
Fu Yu blinked.
"What does Master mean?"
Qinghua Daojun nodded: "You have reached the twelfth level of Qi training now. If you want to participate in the sect competition, you can give it a try. This will also be good for your cultivation."
Fu Yu's cultivation level was still low before. Although she wanted to go to Tianjiao City to experience it, she had never thought of participating in the competition. Now that her master mentioned it, her heart moved, and she was a little discouraged when she thought about her body.
As if he could see her worries, Qinghua Daojun smiled confidently: "If you want to go, I will leave the conditioning of your body to my master. I will take care of it so that you can be active again soon."
Fu Yu's eyes narrowed: "Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously"
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After cultivating a relationship with his disciple, Qinghua Daojun leisurely went to see the head of Chang Hao who had been waiting for her in his cave for a long time.
Three days later, when Gu Yun finally met Fu Yu, he learned that she would also participate in the sect competition.
"That's great, then we can go to Tianjiao City together."
Fu Yu chuckled and nodded: "You can rest assured that I can compete, which shows that the injury is healed."
When the formation dispersed that day, Gu Yun was far away and did not know the extent of Fu Yu's injury. She was worried and blamed herself at first, but she relaxed a little when she came to Langhuan Peak to see Fu Yu. Now when she heard what she said, she thought
The injury was indeed not serious at that time, and the big stone in my heart was finally relieved.
"Young junior sister, you were already amazing in combat. Now that your cultivation has improved, you will definitely be able to contribute to the sect by participating in the competition."
As he spoke, Gu Yun looked at Fu Yu and marveled: "The twelfth level of Qi training with a bone age of twelve is rare even in big sects, right?"
Perhaps because he grew up in the sect, the direct descendants Fu Yu came into contact with, such as Zhen Zining, Gu Yun and Zheng Hu, all had deep feelings for the Qingyun Sect and cared about the development of the sect.
Fu Yu likes this atmosphere very much, it gives her a sense of belonging at home.
Chapter completed!