The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

Chapter 333 Let Me Practice With You
The silent wind blew past, blowing to everyone in the small courtyard.

The guard Ling Mofeng's expression was a little dull and dazed at this moment.

He doesn't understand.

Didn't he bring the crown prince here to seek doctor Xu's treatment?

After Dr. Xu examined the prince, he didn't say how to treat it, but why he said something to the prince that he didn't understand.

These words are like an old monk who has practiced for a long time fooling people into becoming a monk.

So, Ling Mofeng looked at the prince in a daze.

The prince's expression at this time was deeply confused.

His eyes were distracted, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"May……"

Just as Ling Mofeng was about to speak, he saw the prince's confused eyes gradually brighten up.

"Doctor Xu!"

Wen Long spoke suddenly.

His eyes seemed to be glowing now.

"You are very right. Each of us is born different, and we all want to live a different life from others, instead of growing up according to other people's ideas!"

Xu Zhiqing looked into Wen Long's bright eyes, and he nodded slightly.

Everyone has their own personality and ideas for the future.

Some people are obviously not greedy for power or fame and wealth, but they are constantly pushed forward by the people behind them.

In the eyes of others, this person may have lived a very happy life, but no one will know the troubles of this person.

Some just like the dull and ordinary life, but in the busy life of everyone, they are coerced every minute and every second and dare not stop.

Xu Zhiqing was also reflecting on what he wanted, so he talked to Wen Long about it.

Because he felt that Wenlong was different from the rest of his disciples.

For example, Lin Pingzhi and Qu Feiyan, they came with him not because they were full of yearning for longevity, but because they were curious about the rest of the world.

They practice hard to prevent them from becoming their own flaws.

Another example is Nie Feng, Duanlang and Bu Jingyun. Although the three are young, each of them has their own goals in their hearts.

Even if it is a small target of revenge.

The personalities of the three, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are quite similar.

Only Duanlang, who has always harbored an ambition in his heart, is to become the world's number one expert.

Xu Zhiqing appreciates that every student has his own goals.

It's like he's dissecting his innermost thoughts, wondering how many worlds the mission board will take him through, and what the mission board's ultimate purpose is.

Everyone will pay a corresponding price for the fruit they get.

He didn't know what price he was going to pay.

Xu Zhiqing was not afraid that the task panel would bring him bad punishment, he had already experienced a wonderful experience that no one else had.

He doesn't think about the regret of dying in his heart now, but explores the past world by world, and finally finds the ultimate purpose of the mission panel.

Seeing Wen Long's bright eyes, Xu Zhiqing smiled slightly: "Congratulations, you can see through this!"

He said congratulations, but suddenly asked: "Then Wenlong, what are you going to do?"

Now that Xu Zhiqing's appearance after changing his appearance became serious, he looked like a senior.

Especially his eyes are full of vicissitudes like seeing through the world of mortals.

Wen Long's eyes were originally bright, but after hearing Xu Zhiqing's inquiry this time, a trace of struggle and pain flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Zhiqing sighed silently.

He told Wenlong this not only because he wanted to accept Wenlong as his disciple, but also because he wanted Wenlong to make an early decision and resign as prince.

The first time he saw Wen Long, he could see that Wen Long was more mature than everyone else in thought because of his body.

In other words, he takes lightly on things like fame and fortune.

After all, how could these superficial things be more important than life?
Xu Zhiqing looked at Wen Long's pain, but he understood it very well.

Some things, when you don't know, don't feel pain.

On the contrary, the more you know, the more pain you will feel in your heart.

"Actually, you should have always known that neither your father nor your younger brother will support you in what you want to do!"

It was okay that Xu Zhiqing didn't speak, but once he spoke, Wenlong felt even more uncomfortable.

The struggling look on Wenlong's face became more and more intense, and his skin color began to turn unhealthy white.

Guard Ling at the side was shocked when he saw the prince's state.

"The prince is about to suffer from an old illness!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wen Long coughed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out by him.

Xu Zhiqing didn't intervene, because he could feel that Wen Long's complexion improved a lot as he spurted out this mouthful of blood.

Xu Zhiqing didn't move, but Ling Mofeng didn't dare not move.

He hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle.

"Prince, hurry up, take medicine!"

Wen Long, who used to take medicine directly, did not take the pill from Ling Mofeng this time.

He didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth either, but looked up at Xu Zhiqing.

"Doctor Xu, how do you think my disease should be treated?"

How could Xu Zhiqing not understand Wen Long's words.

This disease doesn't just refer to the disease of the body, but also the things that the heart wants to do.

"For the superficial disease, you can either take care of it yourself according to the correct method, or take some medicine prescribed by the doctor to treat it!"

"If you have a disease inside, you need heart medicine!"

Wen Long was silent for a moment when he heard the words. He looked at Xu Zhiqing and asked solemnly, "Where can I find the heart medicine?"

Xu Zhiqing pointed to Wen Long's heart.

"Heart disease requires heart medicine!"

Wen Long was stunned.

"Heart medicine doctor?"

"Yes!"

Xu Zhiqing took a deep look at Wenlong.

"Heart medicine!"

After saying this, Xu Zhi said calmly: "However, before curing the heart disease, we must first ensure the health of the body!"

When Wen Long heard this, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"I... my illness, can it be cured?"

"Your disease is not terminally ill, so it can be cured?"

Xu Zhiqing's previous examination of Wenlong found that Wenlong was born with insufficient blood, weak muscles and bones, and weak heart.

The whole person can live until now, all because he has a father who is the emperor.

Ling Mofeng's eyes lit up when he heard Xu Zhiqing's words.

"Xu...Doctor Xu, you just said that you can treat the prince's illness?"

"Yes, but..."

"But what?"

"But it's more troublesome to treat, and his disease may not allow him to stay in this place all the time!"

"what?"

Ling Mofeng was stunned.

The prince can't stay here?

"Doctor Xu, what do you mean, this yard, or somewhere else?"

Xu Zhiqing reached out and drew a circle.

"This city!"

Ling Mofeng closed his mouth instantly, not daring to ask any more questions.

If the crown prince doesn't stay in the capital, where would he go?

Ling Mofeng didn't dare to speak, but Wen Long's eyes lit up like a lamp.

"Doctor Xu, if you can cure my disease without staying here, I am willing to stay with you!"

"Prince..."

When Ling Mofeng heard the prince's words, he immediately became anxious.

If the crown prince was by Xu Zhiqing's side, what would it be like?
The future prince still needs to inherit the great rule. If the prince is gone, who will inherit the great rule!

"Guard Ling, you don't need to say more, I make my own decision!"

Compared with others yearning for the capital city and this position, he likes the green mountains and green waters outside.

"No...Prince, I mean I need to ask the emperor about this matter!"

Ling Mofeng's words made Wen Long pause.

He nodded immediately: "It's time to discuss with my father, and it's time to communicate more with my father!"

Ling Mofeng listened to the prince talking to himself, and he immediately pretended not to hear it.

He turned to look at Xu Zhiqing, but saw Xu Zhiqing looking at him with interest.

Xu Zhiqing couldn't understand what kind of person Ling Mofeng was. He could be said to be a military attaché, but he was quite eloquent.

But he could tell that Ling Mofeng cared about Wenlong very much.

For example, when he said earlier, apart from worrying that Wen Long would not be able to sit on the throne if he went out, he was really worried about Wen Long's health.

At this time, after Wen Long finished talking to himself, he asked Xu Zhiqing seriously this time.

"Doctor Xu, can my illness really be cured?"

"I never talk empty words! But I haven't finished my words. In addition to the above conditions I said earlier, there is another condition!"

"The secret method of healing that I want to teach you is what I can practice as a medical teacher. If you want to heal, you must... worship me as a teacher!"

"you……"

When Ling Mofeng heard Xu Zhiqing's words, his eyes flashed with anger.

He always had a feeling in his heart that Dr. Xu was deliberately threatening the prince.

Just when he was thinking this way, Wen Long laughed.

"Doctor Xu, if you can really cure my illness, why should I be a teacher?"

"Even if you let me practice by your side in the future, I will be willing!"

Xu Zhiqing really wasn't threatening Ling Mofeng.

What he wants to teach Ling Mofeng is the Quanzhen Sect's method of self-cultivation. The Quanzhen Sect has many rules, although he doesn't follow them very much.

But when it comes to teaching his disciples martial arts, he will not teach them to outsiders indiscriminately.

He never thought about the idea of ​​casually publishing martial arts and letting everyone practice martial arts.

Because... why?
Why did he want to teach martial arts casually to others.

Unless that person has a certain relationship with him.

However, if Wen Long is unwilling to worship him as a teacher, he will use other methods to treat Wen Long.

Xu Zhiqing felt that Wen Long was quite to his liking.

People in the court can't help themselves.

He obviously doesn't want to be the prince, but because he is too smart and he happens to be the boss.

Even if you want to refuse, it is very difficult to refuse.

Who let the throne be passed down from the elder to the younger?

"It's good that Prince Wenlong has an idea!"

Xu Zhiqing did not explain to Prince Wenlong.

In Ling Mofeng's view, Wen Long took advantage of him as his teacher.

Xu Zhiqing thought about it, the disciple who worshiped him as a teacher, besides providing him with proficiency points, why didn't he seriously train his disciples?

Disciples are not machines that provide proficiency points, each one has his own wonderful life.

Martial arts practice is what they themselves need to practice.

Providing proficiency points is really just incidental.

Xu Zhiqing didn't take the initiative to accept apprentices very much, being able to accept them as apprentices was more about being proficient and incidental.

Master and disciple can be regarded as 'two-way rush'.

Wen Long left.

After Wen Long figured out some things, he left directly and returned to the palace.

But Ling Mofeng stayed here.

He looked at Xu Zhiqing with a complicated expression.

"Doctor Xu, do you know what you are doing?"

"You are a hall master of Tianxiahui, you..."

Xu Zhiqing waved his hand without waiting for Ling Mofeng to speak.

"My identity is not important, Wen Long's thoughts are the most important!"

"Also...Wen Chouchou came here, and he brought a letter from Chief Xiong's handwriting. Maybe you can tell me this after you see what's going on later!"

Ling Mofeng opened his mouth and finally closed it.

"Then I'll say goodbye!"

Ling Mofeng also left.

When Ling Mofeng left, Qu Feiyan whispered: "Master, you want to take Wen Long as a disciple?"

She was still incredulous.

The emperor's son, especially now that he is a prince, is quite honorable in her opinion.

Even though she is a member of the Jianghu, she still knows the identity of a prince and what it represents.

That is the future emperor!
"Feiyan, identity is important to us, but who we are is more important!"

"You are my disciple. In terms of status, you are much more important than a prince!"

When Qu Feiyan heard what the master said, she immediately burst into a smile.

"What the master said makes sense!"

Xu Zhiqing smiled.

Qu Feiyan's heart is still a little girl, even if she wanders in the rivers and lakes for a long time, she is still a little girl who hasn't grown up in front of him.

evening.

Wen Chouchou, who went to the palace, is back.

"The emperor actually told me to think about it. It's obviously a matter of mutual benefit, and I don't know what to think about!"

"But it's good to think about it, so we can stay in Kyoto for a few more days!"

"Doctor Xu, don't mention it. The taste of this Kyoto woman is a little different. The soft and tender waist is really something else..."

"cough!"

Xu Zhiqing coughed lightly, interrupting the emotion behind Wen Chouchou.

The words in the front are still talking about business, but they turn around in the back.

He knew that Wen Chouchou had done a lot of wandering things during his stay in the capital these few days.

Every day, Wen Chouchou goes back to Huanchunlou!
Wen Chou Chou said that the beauties inside all look like immortals, and when they serve people, they are different from those in Tianxia City.

Not to mention anything else, he used up a lot of Huiyang pills alone.

"Brother Wen, what did you talk to the emperor about this time?"

It's fine if Xu Zhiqing doesn't ask, but when he asks, Wen Chouchou's eyes are averted and he doesn't dare to look at him.

"I just talked about the business of cooperation with the emperor, nothing else!"

"is it?"

Xu Zhiqing looked at Wen Chouchou suspiciously.

Wen Chou Chou couldn't bear Xu Zhiqing's gaze, he hurriedly said: "Brother Xu, I'm a little tired today, so I'll go back first!"

He left immediately after speaking.

Lin Pingzhi came out.

"Master, there are seven or eight more women in his yard. It is said that they are all given to him by the emperor to serve him this time!"

"Seven or eight?"

Xu Zhiqing frowned.

This guy probably won't be long, and it's time to ask him to go back to Yang Dan.

(End of this chapter)