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After one night, Lonely and the next day prepared all the medicinal materials needed for healing, and Lin Qi sat alone in the large ceramic medicine urn to receive the baptism of heaven and earth elixir.
For Lin Qi, the whole treatment process was painful again and again. The pain caused by the very stimulating potion entering the meridian was comparable to the suffering when the meridian was reversed, and the potion needed to be closer to boiling. The effect is only effective under the water temperature, but fortunately, Lin Qi can support it with the physical strength of the nine rounds of Qi training.
However, the scorching pain like acupuncture all over his body was unbearable, and Lin Qi passed out in the medicine urn more than once.
That's it, Lin Qi healed his wounds in the room specially prepared by Lonely every day, and his life was so boring and closed in this room except for eating and sleeping.
At the same time, among the sects, it is not known when it started or who said it.
Things about Lin Qi spread throughout the sect.
Blind in both eyes, cut off meridians, abolished his cultivation base, and had a great reputation in the past, but Yingjie, who single-handedly fought against the younger faction of the court, has become what he is today.
A few people sighed, a few people sighed, but more of them were ruthless ridicule and ridicule after dinner.
Of course, this incident also reached Gou Li's ears.
In the room with a wide view in the Outer Patriarchal Hall, Gou Li grinned at the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, then he slowly stood up and paced to the window sill, looking at the magnificent scenery below, his unruly laughter echoed on the mountain for a long time Can not disperse.
During this period of time, the disciples of the Outer Sect Sword Hall all looked gloomy, because those rumors made everyone unhappy.
Nan Yin was appreciated for successfully rescuing the disciples of the medicine hall. As long as his performance is a bit better, he can enter the inner sect sword hall.
This should have been a happy news, but Nan Yin didn't. He locked himself in the room for three days. During these three days, he thought a lot and regretted a lot.
This time, his companion died in front of him and he was helpless. Lin Qi and Jin Shanpo were seriously injured, but he had no choice but to go all the way. Now, one of these two friends is in such a bad condition that his monk career may be ruined, and the other has recovered but has disappeared.
There was nothing he could do.
And where Jin Shan Po went, only Yan Shi knew, because he gave Jin Shan Po a key.
That key can open the gate of Wuchangzong Wenchan Pavilion.
? Wensong Pavilion is considered to be the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of the Wuchang sect. Its collection of thousands of volumes covers a wide range, including some extremely precious medical books.
Jin Shanpo buried himself in the sea of ??books, although he didn't like reading, and even felt disgusted. But when he heard from Yan Shi that Lin Qi's treatment didn't work well, he came here.
Lin Qi was injured in order to save himself. Jin Shanpo felt that he had to do something, so he pinned his hopes on the records in the literature.
This immersion is autumn and winter.
The cold wind lowered the treetops, and the air became drier. In the cold winter in the southwest, there is only cold wind, which is dry and cold. There is no snow in Bashan, and a layer of frost can only condense on the hillside before dawn. According to legend, the snow can only fall on the Xuanmiao Ice Field in the very far east, passing through Zhongzhou.
At this time, it was late at night, Lin Qi was sitting in front of the lotus pond in Neizong Jiantang, in front of him was a withered lotus leaf, and there was a thin layer of frost on the water surface of the pond. A trace of cool air blew onto Lin Qi's face with the cold night wind.
Lin Qi's clothes were a little thin, so he felt a little cold when the cold wind blew, but he didn't care, the coldness was nothing. Long-term physical pain caused Lin Qi's senses to decline a little, or this bit of pain was nothing to him.
Lin Qi's right hand was holding the hilt of the family-heirloom sword, and Lin Qi's fingertips were turning purple due to the severe cold. He closed his eyes, because for him now, it was no longer a matter of opening or closing them. respectively.
He just sat there motionless, and only sighed softly after a long time.
After several months of treatment, Lin Qi knew the price of the medicinal materials consumed, but the condition of his own meridians was barely relieved. Lonely has changed the prescription several times during this process, and the price of the prescription will only become more and more expensive each time.
Lin Qi heard these things from other places, and he heard many other news at the same time.
The waste raised by the Jiantang, the useless vampire, and the parasite of the sect.
Lin Qi has heard a lot of words like this, and every sentence has becomeA stone fell on Lin Qi's heart.
But Lin Qi couldn't refute it.
?Thinking about these things in my heart, a sense of loneliness came to my heart, I was useless, a burden, and became a person who caused trouble for my master and friend Zongmen.
What is the use of such a person?
Lin Qi pulled out the sword lightly, he could feel the sharpness of the blade, and his movements were very light without making a sound. After all, it's a good thing to keep your voice down. After all, it's late at night. Although there are not many people in Neizong, he doesn't want to wake anyone up.
Who else would sleepless in such a night?
But at this moment, a piano sound pierced the silence of the night.
That ethereal sound interrupted the coldness of the night, and then several more sounds came slowly, causing frost ripples on the water surface.
Interrupt Lin Qi's thoughts.
It turned out that I was not the only one who couldn't sleep in the cold night of deep winter.
Lin Qi put the family heirloom sword into the scabbard, thinking that maybe he had alarmed others, but the sound of the piano was not a reminder of his disturbance, but played slowly.
It was a graceful piece of guqin music, the tune was ethereal and pierced through the mind, and the slowly moving musical notes were a bit muffled. There are no waves and no joy, and the strings are a little long, and it seems to be long and relaxing after hearing it. But after listening carefully, I felt that there was a trace of loneliness hidden in those turning tones.
Lin Qi was engrossed in listening for a moment, he heard a certain feeling in the music, it was a kind of emotion. A feeling that Lin Qi was familiar with and longed for, but Lin Qi couldn't understand it. Afterwards, he heard more, and the sound of the piano under the moonlight seemed to resonate with Lin Qi's heart.
The sound of the piano and Lin Qi resonated, as if they were both in the same predicament and sadness.
It wasn't until the sound of the piano gradually dissipated that Lin Qi just woke up from it, and at the same time heard a light and gentle voice coming from not far away.
"I haven't seen you here before, if the sound of the piano disturbs my little girl, I will apologize."
Hearing this gentle voice, Lin Qi guessed who it was, and there was only one woman in the Neizong Sword Hall. But speaking of it, it was probably the first time I had a conversation with him, but it was a pity that I couldn't see it, and it was somewhat rude to close my eyes, but I was afraid of shocking the other party when I opened my eyes.
"It's Senior Sister Yingqiu. I should be the one complaining. I should apologize for being here so late at night. I'm sorry."
Lin Qi didn't know where the other party was, but he felt that he should speak to him in front of him.
And Ying Qiu is sitting in the lotus pavilion, the white gauze curtain is blown by the breeze to reveal a corner, and also reveals part of Ying Qiu's appearance.
She was wearing a cherry red gauze dress, but she was a little thin on this night. At the age of eighteen, her youthful figure was the most beautiful sight in the night.
Her face is better than the bright moon, her eyebrows are light and her eyes are ethereal. There is no trace of blemish on her beautiful face, but there is a hint of sadness in her eyebrows. Hao wrist lifted the hair hanging from her ears, Qianqian jade fingers were slender and white as jade, her hair was thicker than the night, scattered like a waterfall, her hair was very soft and reflected a little bit of moonlight.
Her beauty is only surpassed in the rumors.
It's just that Lin Qi couldn't see all of this.
"You don't need to apologize. I also have no sleep at night. They are just two people who can't sleep at night. Also, I should not be as old as you. It's a bit weird to call me senior sister."
Lin Qi heard the words and said: "You are the eldest disciple of the master, the relationship of seniority has nothing to do with age, it should be called a senior sister."
Ying Qiu heard a smile on her beautiful face, and that smile was reflected in the lotus pond under the moonlight, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking, but unfortunately Ai Linqi's closed eyes were only dark.
"Your name is Lin Qi, right?"
"Exactly."
Ying Qiu looked at the young man in front of him who looked very tired and said, "Junior brother, do you suffer from insomnia every night?"
Lin Qi responded: "It has been like this for the past few months."
Ying Qiu looked at Lin Qi's whitish fingers holding the sword again, and frowned, then stretched them out, thought for a moment, and then said.
"How about coming here to listen to me play the piano if you have no sleep in the future?"
Lin Qi felt inappropriate when he heard the words and replied: "I shouldn't have bothered you so much. It made my senior sister unable to sleep well, but I can't take the blame."
Ying Qiu said with a smile: "I also often suffer from insomnia. In the past, I was the only one who played music and no one heard it. Wouldn't it be better to have an audience, but you have to make sure you can come every night."
Lin Qi couldn't refuse for a while when he heard the words, but he was unmanly when he accepted it, so he didn't answer for a while.
"So not speaking is the default?"
After hearing this, Lin Qi quickly said, "That's it, okay."
Ying Qiu smiled knowingly when she heard the words, and played the piano slowly. The happier tone dispelled the loneliness of the night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Is it the default? "
After hearing this, Lin Qi quickly said, "That's it, okay."
Ying Qiu smiled knowingly when she heard the words, and played the piano slowly. The happier tone dispelled the loneliness of the night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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