After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 34 Your Way

The monks are fully focused on casting spells and healing wounds, which requires a high degree of concentration. At this time, it is actually difficult to notice the situation behind or around them.

Therefore, generally speaking, a monk who wants to cast a spell will ask other monks to help protect the spell to prevent external interference or taking advantage of the situation.

But no one had taught Tang Ling about this, and she had never encountered such a situation.

So I suffered a loss in this regard.

Tang Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and held onto the corner of the table, his face looking pale.

Due to the confusion of memory in his brain and being forcibly interfered with during the process of casting the spell, Tang Ling had a confused look on his face, as if he was just waking up from a big dream.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

A male voice seemed to come from a very far away place. Tang Ling turned his head slowly and saw clearly Lu Si standing in front of him.

Lu Si sneered from the bottom of his heart, but pretended to be shocked, "Why...you vomited so much blood!"

Blood?

Tang Ling shook his head. His vision and the memory in his head were a little blurry. These fuzzy feelings slowly dissipated and focused on one point that clearly emerged in his mind - Lu Ren.

Luren's treatment was interrupted.

After being interrupted, she felt like a ball that had suddenly deflated. All the spiritual energy in her body was exhausted, making it impossible for her to continue the treatment.

Yes, she used up too much spiritual energy today, and she didn't have much spiritual energy to begin with.

Luren, Luren is gone.

Is it still not working?
  "Why did you interrupt me?" Tang Ling held the corner of the table hard and stared at Lu Si in front of him.

"As a disciple of the Dan Sect, don't you know that you need to retreat when treating the injured to prevent infection?"

"I only know that Senior Sister Tang has no ability to save people, but she still wants to show off her strength. I was afraid that Senior Sister would make a big mistake, so I stopped her!"

Lu Si's voice was high and powerful, attracting several disciples on duty and in training in the medicine hall.

Tang Ling almost laughed angrily, "How did you know I couldn't save you?"

"Sister, are you cured now?" Lu Si asked immediately.

His voice became louder and louder, and even the handyman disciples in the courtyard heard the sound and gathered outside the window.

"What happened?"

"It seems that Tang Ling from the Ancient Banyan Court overreached his ability to save someone's life!"

"What! Killed someone?"

"She's such a troublemaker and a troublemaker. I don't think anyone who has anything to do with her will fare well - why are you dragging me along?"

"Shhh - who do you think is coming?"

The discussion in the yard stopped abruptly.

The handyman disciples suddenly stopped talking when they saw the thin young man who suddenly appeared behind everyone.

But the people in the house did not notice the deathly silence in the courtyard.

The disciples on duty in the medicine hall outside the door were also gathering outside to watch the two people in the room confront each other, talking in low voices.

Look, everyone will be on my side too.

Lu Si thought proudly.

When Tang Ling heard those low comments, her heart grew colder, and she suddenly felt that there was no need to say anything.

Everyone's eyes were full of evil.

This has been very common over the past month.

Tang Ling had long been used to it.

But what chilled her was the indifference with which these people faced life.

She couldn't be indifferent.

This was the first time she had experienced a farewell. She was trembling all over and trying her best to control her excitement, but her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Tears were accumulating in them and were about to fall.

"How many years have you been here?"

She asked.

"Seventeen years." Lu Si felt confused and subconsciously replied.

That's right, seventeen years.

But because of identity issues, I still have to address this little brat as senior sister.

In addition to large-scale disciple recruitment conferences, various sects of the Lingxian Sect sometimes hold single-recruitment meetings. The disciples who come through the single-recruitment are originally the main disciples of the single-recruitment sect, but if they are inner sect disciples, they can change their major to the sect later. Opportunity. Lu Si was selected in a single move seventeen years ago.

He was still a ten-year-old boy at that time, and now he has grown into a young man.

The young man Lu Si looked down at the girl in front of him who seemed to be about to burst into tears, his heart filled with ridicule.

Sure enough, he is still a little kid with such a fragile mind.

If a handyman disciple dies, that's it.

How useless would he be if he went down the mountain to practice in the future?

No, there is no way she will have a future like this.

"Seventeen years." Tang Ling smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, which were filled with coldness.

"In the past seventeen years, have you ever thought about what your path is?"

road?
  Lu Si frowned, "Why are you asking?"

"Have you ever thought about why you entered the Alchemy Sect?"

Tang Ling did not answer his question, but slowly stood upright while holding on to the corner of the table, approaching him step by step.

"Even if you have never thought about it, after entering the Dan Sect and being a disciple of the Dan Sect, would you ever remember the first lesson?"

"Medicine can help people's lives, and knowing medicine can lead to life."

Only those who understand medicine can understand the value of life.

"Human life is the most important thing, and there are precious daughters. If one side helps them, virtue goes beyond this."

Human life is very important and priceless. To save others by yourself, you must be moral.

"Medical medicine is the way, so it can continue people's lives, and the virtues that are related to the life of heaven and earth cannot be lost in one day."

Studying medicine is a kind of cultivation. You want to save people's lives and cultivate your own virtue.

These are all compulsory courses for new disciples of the Alchemy Sect.

For Lu Si, who has been practicing for more than ten years, it is really a distant memory, but at this time, he was called back by a teenage girl.

"There are many great ways, but if you don't save the dead, and instead block the dead person's way of life - is this your way?"

She took one step at a time and asked questions loud and clear.

Seeing the girl approaching step by step, questions thundered in his ears.

Lu Si seemed to see his former coach stroking his beard and slapped him several times in anger. The slaps were so fast that he couldn't react. He was breathing heavily and felt stressed.

He subconsciously took half a step back and saw the girl standing in front of him, her lips moved, and she uttered a few words indifferently.

"Disciple of the Alchemy Sect, you are not worthy."

There was a deathly silence in the yard and outside the door.

The candlelight in the room suddenly burst into flames, breaking the silence.

Lu Si responded.

He pinched his palm hard with his fingertips.

The sharp pain made him extremely conscious.

It was so dangerous, I almost lost my mind.

Lu Si couldn't believe that his Taoist heart could be easily disturbed by a little girl.

"Junior sister, her words are really childish."

He took a deep breath and slowly calmed himself down.

"After all, I am more than ten years older than you, so I won't argue with you. Cultivation is not as simple as you think, and you are not as aggressive when asking questions. As for the Tao you mentioned, you will know it after you go down the mountain and experience it. What are your thoughts? Come and discuss it with me."

Lu Si controlled his emotions, turned around with some urgency, raised his feet and was about to leave, but suddenly froze.

The disciples outside the door had already dispersed, leaving only a young man standing who didn't know when he appeared.

Wearing a long green cloth dress.

An expressionless face.

His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were black and blue, and he was extremely thin, looking like a sickly man who would collapse in the wind.

Elder of the Dan Sect.

Liu San.

(End of this chapter)