"No, I have to go and see how Li Mobei teaches others how to swords, otherwise I always feel uneasy."

The more Lu Changhe thought about it, the more he couldn't sit still. He decided to go to the scene to observe the sword training process of the two people himself.

After telling a lie, he had to use countless lies to make up. There was no way. He really didn't want Xia Yanqin to stay in the Cangqiong Sect and wanted to drive her away as soon as possible.

Just as Lu Changhe was about to stand up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure walking into the yard.

Plop!

Xia Yanqin came up without saying a word and was a big gift, bowing her head and kneeling in front of Lu Changhe.

Lu Changhe was stunned: "Aren't you learning sword from Mobei? Why are you here?"

Xia Yanqin bit her red lips lightly and said stutteringly, "Master, the elder brother teaches him very well, but the disciple has a reluctant request."

"I live in a medical family and learn a lot of pharmacological knowledge. I have wanted to become a doctor who can save the world since I was a child. Now I am lucky to join the Cangqiong Sect. The disciple does not forget his original intention. Compared with the sword cultivation path, the disciple wants to step on the alchemy path and become an alchemist..."

Xia Yanqin's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she had exhausted all her courage when she said these words. Her eyes were full of begging and her expression was charming, fearing that her begging would anger her master.

She didn't say that the elder brother excluded and suppressed her, but only blamed herself for the reason. She knew that if she wanted to pass the master's assessment, she could not rely on the elder brother.

Lu Changhe nodded thoughtfully, Oh, it turns out that you want to refine elixirs, but not swordsmanship.

But the problem is... I don't know how to refine elixirs at all!

Lu Changhe was confused. He could still talk nonsense about the problem of swordsmanship, but if it was a pill, he would really know nothing.

Seeing that his master was silent, Xia Yanqin was silent, and the mysterious and terrifying chaotic mist was overwhelming on his face. He could not tell whether his expression was happy or angry. His heart suddenly became uneasy and nervous.

She knew that her request was unreasonable and she was a little ignorant of being polite. The master was willing to recruit her into the Cangqiu Sect and was already a gift from heaven. Why should she ask for this and that?

However, she really had no choice. If the situation was not for the forcing people, she would definitely not dare to do such a thing that might anger Master. After all, it was all the blame for the eldest brother, that dog man!

"The sword path is not what my disciple wants. I dared to ask my master to teach the alchemy, and use alchemy as the evaluation content for my disciples." Xia Yanqin gritted her teeth and spoke again, risking her anger at the risk of angering her master, she took the initiative to do so.

He stretched his head and shrank his head, and he also slashed his head. Anyway, he continued to teach his senior brother. With his suppression method that could not tolerate others, he would undoubtedly be eliminated.

Lu Changhe wanted to speak but stopped, but didn't know how to respond to Xia Yanqin, and felt that she was so difficult.

He really wants to tell the other party, sister, it’s not that you can learn whatever you want, it depends on what I have.

I am just a slut and can’t do anything. Now, the only guy Li Mobei in the Taoist temple is quite awesome and has real materials. If you don’t learn swordsmanship from him, you will instead ask me to learn alchemy. This is a joke.

Lu Changhe thought to himself that Li Mobei was at the foundation-building stage and had a certain understanding of the sword. If Xia Yanqin studied with him, it would be unrealistic to break through to the foundation-building stage in one month, but there was still a little hope to break through to the first and second levels of the Qi training stage.

If you are learning to refine alchemy from yourself, you will be unable to think about it and will undoubtedly be dead.

Wait, it's a dead end... Isn't this exactly what I hope for?

"The three thousand great ways have their own strengths. Since you are interested in cultivating the alchemy, being a teacher will only help you, and will not force you."

After a long period of suffocating silence, Lu Changhe finally spoke.

Xia Yanqin was stunned at first, then overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the master actually agreed to her plea. The surprise came too suddenly, which made her feel incredible.

"Come with your teacher."

Lu Changhe left a sentence and walked out of the backyard. Xia Yanqin's player got up in a hurry and followed closely behind.

When she came last night, Xia Yanqin didn't pay much attention to the construction layout of the Immortal Gate. At this moment, she was following Lu Changhe, and she was nervous and observing the surrounding situation intentionally or unintentionally. She saw the magnificent brilliance in her eyes. Every brick and tile exuded an indescribable mysterious Taoist rhyme, as if it was some extremely precious Taoist treasure.

Xia Yanqin pursed her lips tightly, trying to control the shock in her heart, and preventing herself from being embarrassed in front of her master. After a while, she followed Lu Changhe onto the second floor stairs.

The second floor of the Taoist temple is the Sutra Library, which contains thousands of books, all of which are ordinary and useless miscellaneous books. They either record Taoist methods of self-cultivation, or record the supreme remarks of saints, or record the strange ambitions of ghosts and monsters.

Before Li Mobei came to report, Lu Changhe passed the time by reading these books and read a lot of them.

Lu Changhe pushed open the gate of the Sutra Pavilion, and rows of bookshelfs appeared in front of him. I don’t know how long this Sutra Pavilion was covered with dust. Each row of bookshelf was covered with dust, and the book covers were damaged to varying degrees.

...

Xia Yanqin followed Lu Changhe. The moment he pushed open the Sutra Pavilion, the divine light shone out, which made Xia Yanqin so excited that she couldn't open her eyes. Two lines of clear tears appeared and fell.

At the same time, a sound of reading from various schools of thought echoed in the Sutra Pavilion, like the roar of the great road of the immortal music, sacred and melodious.

Lu Changhe waved his hand, patted the dust and debris that were filled with the air, and walked in with a frown.

Every time he came to the Sutra Pavilion, he always felt that the smell here was very strange and unpleasant, as if something had rotted. He had never cleaned it. The dust on the floor was three feet thick, and he was walking and footprints.

"Um?"

Lu Changhe realized that Xia Yanqin had not followed in. When he looked back, he saw her standing at the door, her eyes closed, and her hands stretched out and rubbed her eyelids. Two lines of clear tears slid from her fair face.

"Is it because I opened the door just now that the dust caught her eyes?"

Lu Changhe muttered and thought to himself, feeling guilty for no reason, and was embarrassed to ask her to come in. He quickly walked to the row of bookshelf in the middle of the Sutra Pavilion, pulled out a book with a half-page broken cover, and patted it hard with two "pa" sounds, and cleaned the dust on its surface.

This book has been read by Lu Changhe. The content mainly records Taoist opinions on elixirs. The content is empty and has no practical value. When you are bored, you can use it as a pastime reading material.

But at least it has something to do with the pills.

Lu Changhe walked out of the Sutra Pavilion with the books, and Xia Yanqin was still wiping her tears. Maybe there was a lot of dust in her eyes just now.
Chapter completed!