Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 86
On Lang Huan Peak, Daojun Qinghua was making soup for his apprentice, when suddenly the hand holding the lid of the pot suddenly froze, and then continued to stir again.

Jujube velvet ear soup, a combination of a thousand-year-old jujube tree and a thousand-year-old deep-sea velvet ear, nourishes the body and nourishes blood. The most important thing is that these two substances are warm in nature. They are high-level spiritual things that a few disciples in the qi refining stage can also take, and they can be called nourishing holy products.

When Daojun Qinghua came over with the soup bowl in person, Fu Yu just woke up.

"Master"

The voice was hoarse, even Fu Yu himself was startled by the sound.

Daojun Qinghua put down the soup bowl and supported Fu Yu to sit up: "You have been brave for a while, but now you are going to suffer."

Saying so, his hands didn't stop, 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 still knows her own physical condition, and now she is no longer hypocritical, but silently keeps this kindness in her heart.

Just when her lips touched the spoon, Fu Yu was shocked, and before she could think about it, the thick soup slid down her mouth and into her stomach.

Immediately, a warm gas dissipated from her abdomen, and she vaguely felt that the pain in her meridians was slightly lighter.

"Master, this?"

Fu Yu stared, what kind of soup is this, it's too amazing.

Daojun Qinghua didn't answer, he fed a few mouthfuls in a row, seeing Fu Yu's complexion getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye, he was relieved, and handed the bowl to Fu Yu: "This is a soup for nourishing blood and nourishing qi. , don't worry about anything else after you drink it, just lie down and close your eyes and get a good night's sleep."

Without Daojun Qinghua to say, Fu Yu naturally knew that this thing must not be something ordinary, but she didn't ask any more, and quietly drank the soup in the bowl, spoonful after spoonful.

Bowing his head and hesitating slightly, Fu Yu still asked, "Master, aren't you curious about what happened to me in the formation?"

Daojun Qinghua 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, you will be fine."

Speaking, Daojun Qinghua reached out and touched Fu Yu's little head, with a bit of reminiscence in his tone: "My generation of monks fights with people, with life, and sometimes with heaven, and there will inevitably be many along the way. There are dangers and obstacles, but please be worthy of your heart and have no regrets at the time.”

"No regrets, no regrets?"

Fu Yu whispered softly.

Daojun Qinghua nodded: "You should know that no one has ascended in the Floating Light Continent for thousands of years. Although the road ahead is slim, but the number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine. Who knows that the rest is not a silver lining?"

Fu Yu looked at Daojun Qinghua, his eyes lit up, if you don't go through the avenue of longevity, who knows what the road ahead will be.

"Master, can you recognize this thing?"

Fu Yu's consciousness moved, and a small pill bottle appeared in his hand.

Daojun Qinghua was stunned for a moment, picked up the thing in Fu Yu's palm, looked at it, and put it back into Fu Yu's hand with a smile on his face.

"You don't know this thing?"

Should I know.

Fu Yu put down the empty bowl in his left hand, held the exquisite small pill bottle in both hands, and leaned in to sniff it.

"You girl!"

When Qinghua Daojun saw her like this, he couldn't help laughing: "Do you remember the record against Fa Yuanyuan in the book?"

"The origin of the formation?" Fu Yu wondered, thinking that this is really not the mustard seed space, and muttered: "The origin of the formation is to change or even create space through the medium."

Qinghua Daojun just looked at her and smiled without saying a word.

Fu Yu was stunned: "This is the medium?"

Seeing Daojun Qinghua nodding, Fu Yu still couldn't believe it: "How could this be the medium of formation?!"

"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 ignorant: "I also ask Master for advice."

Unexpectedly, Daojun Qinghua 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 generation of the medium. This is a medium that belongs to you only, and there is nothing to teach as a teacher. , can't teach."

Seeing that Fu Yu wanted to say more, she added: "Medium rank Tiandi Xuanhuang, although your medium is not yellow rank, it is a rare growth type. Your sin this time is finally not in vain."

It seems that my disciple is not bad luck. Back then, she spent a lot of effort to find the medium of the formation, but thinking that Fu Yu was really a near-death this time, Qinghua Daojun had to sigh that luck turned out to be fortunate. .

Fu Yu was not discouraged when she heard that her medium was Huang level, but was very surprised.

Although the growth-type formation medium has a low starting point, it will grow and upgrade with the improvement of the formation master's understanding and ability of the formation. It is a special medium that can grow together with the formation master.

"Oh, I almost forgot, do you plan to participate in the sect competition?"

Daojun Qinghua tucked Fu Yu the quilt and suddenly asked.

Fu Yu blinked.

"What do you mean by Master?"

Qinghua Daojun nodded: "Your current cultivation base has reached the [-]th floor of Qi training. If you want to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, you can give it a try. It will also benefit your cultivation."

Fu Yu's cultivation base was low before. Although she wanted to go to Tianjiao City to see it, she never thought about participating in the competition. Now that she heard Master mention it, her heart moved. Thinking of her own body, she was a little discouraged.

As if seeing her worry, Daojun Qinghua smiled confidently: "If you want to go, the body conditioning will be handed over to the teacher, and you will be able to live and dance again soon."

Fu Yu rolled his eyes: "Really?"

"Well, really"
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After cultivating a good relationship with his disciple, Daojun Qinghua 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 saw Fu Yu, he learned that she would also participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

"That's great, so we can go to Tianjiao City together."

Fu Yu chuckled and nodded: "You can rest assured that I can participate in the competition, so it can be seen that the injury is very good."

When the battle broke up that day, Gu Yun was far away and did not know how Fu Yu's injury was. Originally worried and self-blaming, she was a little relieved when she came to Lang Huanfeng to see Fu Yu, but now that she said that, she thought The injury at that time was really not serious, and the big stone in my heart was finally put down.

"Little Junior Sister, your combat power is amazing. Now that you have improved your cultivation, you will definitely be able to contribute to the sect by participating in the competition."

As he said that, Gu Yun looked at Fu Yu and said, "The [-]th floor of Qi training at the age of [-] is rare even in major sects, right?"

It may be because of growing up in the sect. Donnie Yen, Gu Yun, and Zheng Hu, who have been in contact with Fu Yu, have deep feelings for the Qingyun sect, and they also care about the development of the sect.

Fu Yu likes this atmosphere very much, which makes her feel at home.

(End of this chapter)