In 2853, Lu Qingcheng turned 18 and applied to the master of Guanyin Peak, wanting to pay a liquidated damages and then withdraw from the Wudang Sect.
Peak leader Wu Yuanqin called Jiang Zhixin over and asked her what her impression of Lu Qingcheng was and whether his departure would have a negative impact on Guanyin Peak.
Jiang Zhixin said: "Master, please let him go. Golden scales are not a thing in the pond."
Wu Yuanqin looked at her and said: "You said the Wudang Sect is just a small pond? It can't raise big fish?"
Jiang Zhixin coughed twice and said with a smile: "Master, I made a mistake."
Wu Yuanqin looked at her and said, "I heard that Lu Qingcheng helped you a lot?"
Jiang Zhixin replied: "Yes. If it weren't for him, I would have died at the seaside."
"You have a good relationship with him? Lu Qingcheng is handsome. You won't fall in love with him, right?"
"What's the matter? He is my brother. There is a very weak blood relationship."
"The age difference between you two is only five or six years. If you like him, keep him. I won't allow him to leave the sect. He can't go anywhere."
Jiang Zhixin quickly said: "Master, don't stop him, just let him go."
Wu Yuanqin said: "After he leaves, you won't see him again."
"I don't want to see him."
To be honest, as Lu Qingcheng grew older and taller, he became more and more attractive. Even Jiang Zhixin found it unbearable and wished he could get out early. But if he really left, it might be even worse.
It’s hard to explain that feeling.
She is 24 years old. Like a blooming peony, she likes bees to fly around. If it is a good-looking bee, she will not be willing to let it fly away. But if he does not leave, her heart will not be at peace.
How can you practice cultivation after you come down?
Half a month later, Lu Qingcheng left.
Jiang Zhixin sent him to the foot of Wudang Mountain. Looking at his leaving figure, he felt very sad, as if he had lost his soul.
After a long time, she sighed: "That's it, that's it. I have no fate with him. It's better not to think about this." Although she is a few years older, she is still a young girl. After five years of getting along, even if Lu Qingcheng doesn't speak, she can't
Be the first to say it.
Fortunately, although Lu Qingcheng left, the two did not lose contact.
The Jiang family opened a jade mine in Wushan and found several small veins nearby. Following Jiang Zhixin's suggestion, they transferred a sum of money to Lu Qingcheng every year. Although it was not much, it was tens of millions.
Lu Qingcheng sends her messages every few months, asking about her life and cultivation status.
Lu Qingcheng spent 7 years studying for an undergraduate degree, a master's degree and a doctorate in chemistry. During this period, many beautiful girls pursued him, but he had a high vision and did not catch his eye. As a descendant of the Lu family, the criteria for selecting a spouse are not only
It’s about beauty in appearance, but more about qualifications, character and skill. Skill level is not the key, you must have good cultivation potential.
He has met a lot of young people in the Wudang Sect. Compared with the girls in the university, those inner disciples have a higher level of cultivation qualifications. If they are true disciples who stand out after layers of screening, each one of them is a bone-clearing disciple.
Strange generation.
As time went by, he missed the days when he traveled with Jiang Zhixin more and more.
He remembered that day, Jiang Zhixin was injured. He rushed over and hugged her with one hand. When she touched a soft place, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was just because he was young and did not meet the family's 20-year-old dating rules.
The minimum requirement, so he didn't say anything before leaving.
After he got his doctorate, he matured and his contacts with Jiang Zhixin began to increase.
In 2870, a warm spring night.
Jiang Zhixin was sitting quietly in her bedroom, practicing the fifth level of "Taiqing Shengang", when she suddenly heard a "ding" sound from her mobile phone.
Normally, she would turn off her phone when meditating, but she forgot to turn it off this time, so a message came in.
She touched her phone and looked at it, and found a few words on the screen, which were sent by Lu Qingcheng: "Sister, I miss you!"
Seeing these words, Jiang Zhixin's blood surged, his cheeks turned red, and his breathing became rapid.
"This bastard, why are you saying this to me? I have practiced Taiqing Shengang, so I must be calm, otherwise I will easily go crazy!"
She angrily sent a voice message: "You want to kill me, don't you? I am practicing magic. If my energy is disordered and I become hemiplegic, will you be responsible for the rest of my life?"
Lu Qingcheng replied: "Sister, I have thought about it for a long time, and I have to say that I like you and want to marry you."
"Go away! Don't tease me with your words. Otherwise I will blacklist you."
"Sister, I know you don't hate me, right?"
"I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I like you. Let me tell you, my master acted as a matchmaker for me and wanted me to marry Sun Muxiang, the master of the Spiritual Medicine Peak! Sun Muxiang is Jin Dan Zhenren and he is handsome. I am about to agree.
Where is he!"
"No, I'm younger than him. I can advance to the golden elixir before I'm 40 years old, and my future fortune will definitely be better than his!"
"Why didn't you say it a few years ago? It's too late now."
"I'm afraid of delaying your practice."
"I am a true disciple and I am not allowed to leave the Wudang Sect! You'd better give up."
"Sister, someone in my family knows Master Ning Xian, the leader of Wudang. I asked her to come forward and resolve this matter."
Jiang Zhixin was a little angry at first, but as she talked, her mind was full of distracting thoughts, her whole body was hot, her breathing was short, and her brain was buzzing.
"I won't tell you anymore! Talking too much can kill you!" She simply turned off her phone, lay on the bed, relaxed as much as possible, and didn't think about anything. She felt that if she continued to think about it, she would really go crazy. That night, Jiang Zhixin had no rest all night. Her body felt hot for a while, and then became cold for a while.
In the morning, she sent a message to the peak leader Wu Yuanqin: "I'm sorry, master, I may have gone crazy. My internal organs are burning, my muscles and bones are soft, and I can't get out of bed."
Wu Yuanqin hurried over, touched her veins, frowned and said: "The fire in the heart is too strong, the Qi movement is disordered, the meridians are empty, and the Dantian is tightened. It's really like being possessed. What's going on? You practice Tai Qingshen.
Wasn't it good for many years? Why did it become like this overnight?"
Jiang Zhixin refused to tell the truth: "Master, my skill is not enough. I have barely practiced the fifth level of Taiqing Shengang. I can't control it. Something happened."
Wu Yuanqin was anxious and said: "I'm going to find our spiritual doctor."
The Wudang sect has millions of disciples, and there are elixir halls and spiritual medicine halls. It is not uncommon for monks to become possessed.
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Soon after, several doctors and two peak masters who lived nearby came. After visiting, these people shook their heads and sighed: "Oh! God is jealous of talents. If something like this happens, you can only admit that you are unlucky. Take it first.
Try Qingxin Dan, if it doesn’t work, I can only send her home.”