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"So the top priority is to go to her consciousness and root out the root that made her go crazy for her. Besides, she is entangled by her inner demons and can't get through her own hurdle. Someone has to go in and help her. Bundle."
The most important thing is that he doesn't trust Zhong Ziye very much, so it is better to dispatch Zhong Ziye first. Of course, there is no need to say more about these contents. He turned his head to Qi Bishu and said, "You go in with me."
Qi Bishu looked solemn and said, "Okay."
Yun Hao clenched his fists and asked unconvinced, "Master, why didn't you let me in with you?"
After entering the consciousness of others, no matter who's cultivation base will be reduced, then the person with strong consciousness will be more capable of action. Although Qi Bishu's cultivation level was not as good as Yun Hao's at this time, his consciousness was stronger than Yun Hao's, so it was more beneficial to bring him. It's just that these words will hurt Yun Hao's self-esteem again.
So Rong Wan only briefly explained, "You have to stay and protect the Dharma for us." He motioned for him to close the door, and then created a barrier in the room to encircle all four of them.
Yun Hao's indignant expression improved a little. He sat on the ground and glared at Qi Bishu: "Be careful when you go in with Master, don't hold back Master!"
It's not worth mentioning more, Qi Bishu also knows the importance. He climbed the mountain for less than half a month, and his cultivation base went from the fifth level to the ninth level. Perhaps in the eyes of Lu Xuan and others, the progress was very fast, but only he knew in his heart that it was too slow! Too slow to keep up with anyone on this mountain! The elder brother Zhong Ziye has already established a five-star foundation, no matter how poor his talent is; the second elder sister Wen Sitian is practicing fire spells, and he has only seen them before. It is also above the Jindan stage; let alone Yun Hao, his cultivation is far superior to him...
If your cultivation base is not good, you will not be able to protect yourself, and you will not be able to protect the people you want to protect. Therefore, he cultivated day and night, but it was still too slow! He had never taken Yun Hao's cynicism to heart - he was just afraid that one day Master would suddenly see clearly that he was not that special and that he was not talented, and would abandon him at that time.
Qi Bishu looked up at Master, there was always a trace of fear in his heart that couldn't be dispelled, and he couldn't help reaching out and grabbed the corner of Master's clothes.
Rong Wan didn't notice this, and when he used his power, in a moment, together with Qi Bishu, his consciousness entered Wen Sitian's inner demon.
Chapter 113 Master and apprentice training
This is Wen Sitian's sea of consciousness. Only people with more powerful cultivation can manipulate the consciousness to enter the sea of consciousness of others. Xun Yujun's cultivation base need not be said, and Qi Bishu's cultivation base is still shallow. After entering, he was dizzy for a long time, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. It was so vast that he couldn't see anything clearly.
He subconsciously wanted to call out, "Master."
But before the voice escaped from his throat, someone gently covered his mouth from behind.
Rong Wan held his hand and gave him a silent gesture. Now Wen Sitian's sea of consciousness is extremely unstable. If she wakes up, it will be even more difficult to come in next time.
The temperature of the palm that fell on Qi Bishu's lips was fleeting, but Qi Bishu still felt relieved. He grabbed Master's hand with his backhand, and then went to look at the surrounding environment.
This is a humble hospital in a noisy and noisy city. It was snowing heavily outside, and the hall smelled faintly of medicine. Several patients with colds huddled in the corners and hugged the stove and coughed violently. It doesn't look like it can afford a patient.
Qi Bishu has a deep memory of this. Before he went to Penglai Zong when he was a child, he coughed violently in winter nights but had no money to hire a doctor. In the end, he secretly picked up some useful medicine from the dregs outside the hospital. His life was taken back.
But obviously, these people are luckier than him, and someone is taking care of them.
After a while, a little girl in yellow clothes came out of the inner hall of the medical hall, holding a pot of boiled medicine in her arms, adding a bowl to each of these people, and said with a bright smile: "Everyone, finish drinking. Don't rush to leave, there is a charcoal fire in the house, at least when the snow stops outside."
These patients regarded her as a living Bodhisattva, thanked her one after another, and took the medicine bowl with trembling hands.
It was the second senior sister Wen Sitian.
Qi Bishu couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw that she was walking towards him and her master, but just brushed past them. Rong Wan lowered his voice and said to him, "People in the sea of consciousness can't see us."
Qi Bishu put down her heart and whispered, "I didn't expect the second senior sister to open a medical clinic before going up the mountain."
"I don't know." Rong Wan was also slightly surprised: "She never mentioned it to me."
Xun Yujun rescued Wen Sitian during his travels, and with Xun Yujun's indifferent character, he naturally wouldn't ask his apprentice what happened before going up the mountain. Just looking at Wen Sitian's appearance now at fifteen or sixteen years old, she is clearly a girl with a lively temperament, and what she does is to save lives and heal the wounded.
If fire spells are not practiced by those with divine fire, other people can only practice them by taking a slanted sword. Although they can improve their cultivation very quickly, they are very powerful in their own backlash.
She must have something unsolved, something she wants to do.
Qi Bishu was next to Master, very close, and could smell the faint scent of pine trees on Master's body, but thought, it seems that Master and other apprentices are not as close as he imagined. Even though he knew that this idea was wrong, he was still secretly happy.
Although he is a latecomer, as long as he is diligent and hardworking, obedient and sensible, then the master may not value himself the most.
While the two were talking, Wen Sitian had already distributed the medicinal soup and turned around and entered the inner hall.
Rong Wan and Qi Bishu followed.
The inner hall is not large, just a dim room, which seems to be Wen Sitian's boudoir. She went to the bed and sat down, lit a candle, picked up another bowl of boiled soup, and supported the one on the bed.Get up.The candle was lit, and only then did Qi Bishu and Rong Wan see the face of the man lying on the bed.
It was a very young man with white gauze wrapped around his eye sockets, with blood oozing down the eye sockets. It was black and seemed to be poisoned.The lower half of his face that was not covered by the white gauze was very handsome, but his complexion was slightly pale and withered, and it seemed that he had been lying on the sickbed unconsciously for many days.