I discussed with Lingxi and chose to be discharged from the hospital and go home.
Under Lingxi's careful teaching, I have mastered the "Eight-Character Physiology Sutra" by heart. Theoretically, I am half a Huang Lingshi.
But Lingxi told me that talking on paper will never be as good as practice.
If you want to become a real Huang Lingshi, you must help many people read fortunes and accumulate experience.
Back at the villa, there were two more guests at home.
One is Pei Chuan’s master, Kunlun Grand Elder Du Qirui.
One is Lingxi’s junior sister, Ji Qinghe, the daughter of Kunlun Headmaster Ji Xuanqing.
I heard Lingxi talk about this two days ago, so I'm not surprised by it.
Du Qirui is a little older, with white hair and a shriveled face, almost in his seventies.
He was leaning on a mahogany crutch, his left arm was empty, and his right foot was disabled.
When he looked at me, his eyes were soft and he looked very close.
Pei Chuan took the initiative to introduce us to each other. Seeing that I was surprised by Du Qirui's "appearance", he said that this was the calamity of the spiritual master lineage, and everyone's calamity was different.
Du Qirui's fate was incomplete and he was destined to be disabled.
Pei Chuan's words made me panic. If I had known that the lineage of spiritual masters would face such "terrible" disasters, I would never have read the "Eight-Character Physiology Sutra" even if I killed myself.
This is great. Did I unintentionally cause an unknown fatal disaster for myself?
Thinking of this, my face turned ugly and my smile became stiffer.
"Hahaha, you're such a coward." After explaining the so-called fate calamity, Pei Chuan put his arm around my shoulders and said with a strange smile: "Don't worry, you are now at the entry level of a spiritual master, and Huang Lingshi is not even included."
"This fate calamity must at least reach the level of a Xuanling Master before it can cause divine punishment."
"You kid came into contact with the lineage of spiritual masters too late. Even if you have a good memory, the possibility of becoming a mysterious spiritual master in this life is basically negligible."
I turned to look at Lingxi and said worriedly: "Master, is Pei Chuan not talking nonsense?"
"Well, he didn't lie to you." Lingxi said with a smile: "You have a very good understanding. Although you are not as good as me, you are much better than Pei Chuan."
"The Tianling Master may not have any hope, but the Xuanling Master still has a certain chance."
I waved my hands repeatedly and said, "No, I don't want any disaster, I just want to live in peace."
Ji Qinghe covered his mouth and snickered, hugged Lingxi's arm affectionately and said coquettishly: "Senior sister, I finally met someone who is more afraid of death than me. Your little apprentice is so interesting."
"Is it interesting?" Lingxi's beautiful eyes turned to me, and she said with a touch of warmth in the corner of her mouth: "It's just not easy to worry about."
"Giggle, you see." Ji Qinghe dragged Lingxi to sit on the sofa and said solemnly: "Senior sister, your apprentice should call me uncle, right?"
Lingxi nodded subconsciously and said, "What then?"
Ji Qinghe showed a cunning look and waved to me: "Hey, haven't you met me, the youngest master uncle in Kunlun? There is a meeting gift."
"cough......"
Du Qirui, who had never spoken before, stopped him and said, "Qinghe girl, stop making trouble. Suning is only a nominal disciple of Lingxi now, and cannot be considered a disciple of Kunlun who has joined the master's sect."
"That's it." Ji Qinghe was full of disappointment and muttered in a low voice: "You still want to take advantage, so what?"
Pei Chuan joked: "If you want to take advantage of Suning, it won't be your turn no matter what."
"Bah, you rat shit, stop talking." Ji Qinghe said angrily: "You said that my brain is not as good as yours? Is that what you said?"
"Xiao Chuanzi, you are so cowardly. If you dare to humiliate me behind my back, my aunt will give you face, right?"
Ji Qinghe bared his teeth and claws, stepped on the coffee table with one foot, and without any restraint of a girl, he cursed angrily: "They are all earth spirit masters, and you are three years older than me. Tell yourself, who has the brain of a pig?"
Pei Chuan went straight to the second floor as if he couldn't afford to offend him.
Ji Qinghe said reluctantly: "If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation of this matter, you won't be able to sleep tonight."
