Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 27 The Heart Method
Ling Yu had another dream.

This time, what she dreamed was not Fushuang, but a little maid named Qingruo.

She always followed Ling Yu, smiling and holding all kinds of gaudy things to make her happy.

"Princess, do you think this looks good?"

"Princess, do you like this?"

"Princess, let's take this too!"

People around were in a hurry, Ling Yu couldn't see their faces clearly, she only knew that she seemed to be walking forward.

I don't know where to go.

She suddenly wanted to turn her head to look at this little maid. Judging from her tone, she seemed very happy.

But when Ling Yu turned around, she only saw the bloody Qing Ruo.

"Princess, let's go."

These were the last words she said to Ling Yu in her dream.

Ling Yu suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the curtain on the top of her bed. She stared at it for a long time, and felt that her eyes were a little dry before she began to blink.

How did she come back?
Last night when she went to Mingjingtai, she seemed to faint before getting close, so why is she lying on her own bed now?

Ling Yu sat up, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a bowl of soup on the table, steam still floating on it.

She got up, walked to the table and sat down, looking at the brown liquid inside.

"Ling Yu!" Tong Yan's voice came over, "You're awake!"

Tong Yan is in her yard, squatting on the ground and fiddling with something.

Her desk and chair were facing the door, and she could see Tong Yan in the yard as soon as she turned her head.

There was a very low table in front of Tong Yan, a futon was placed on each side, and the table was covered with books.

Ling Yu glanced at it from a distance, and it was all the ideas she asked Tong Yan to find.

Her gaze returned to the bowl in front of her. It looked a bit like medicine, but it didn't quite look like it.

Seeing her looking at her, Tong Yan hugged his knees and raised his head to talk to her: "That's what Zhenjun asked me to bring to you, to treat burns."

Speaking of burns, Ling Yu thought of his own palm.

When she raised her hand, she found that the wound had been bandaged.

"Why did you get burned when you went out?" Tong Yan asked, "Where did you go?"

Ling Yu was not very good at answering Tong Yan's questions, she thought it unnecessary to answer truthfully, and she didn't bother to make up lies, so she simply remained silent.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Tong Yan closed his mouth knowingly, and continued to play with the books, all of which were carefully selected by her.

Ling Yu picked up the soup in front of her, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.She suddenly felt that the Tiancai Pearl in her arms was hot, as if it had been infused with spiritual power.

She picked up the bowl, wanting to smell what's in it carefully, after savoring it for a long time, she couldn't figure out why.

Not only now, but in her previous life, she didn't understand medicine at all.

Ling Yu put down the bowl, went to the yard and threw the beads upwards, then closed her eyes and practiced.

With the power of Qibao, she could really feel that the aura wandering between heaven and earth was gathering towards her.

In her empty sea of ​​consciousness, a bead suddenly lit up, continuously injecting spiritual power into her meridians between breaths.

From the perspective of Tong Yan, an outsider, she could only see a bead thrown out by Ling Yu, and then a thread-like light ran from the bead to the center of her eyebrows.

What she didn't know was that Ling Yu had found a different way of practice than before.

Before she could feel how to absorb more spiritual power for her to use, the Tiancai Pearl flew back into her arms, and the Pearl of Divine Consciousness Sea also disappeared.

"Ling Yu," seeing her open eyes, Tong Yan asked her, "What kind of treasure is this, and what are you doing?"

"Tiancaizhu," Lingyu replied, "I am practicing."

Her words were so concise that Tong Yan had no room for further questions.

It's not that she can't talk about the origin of the Tiancai Pearl, but she just feels that it's unnecessary to go into details, and it just so happens that Tong Yan doesn't intend to continue this topic.

Because she remembered what Bai Fan said in Bo Xue Building last night.

"Ling Yu, Bai Fan asked me to tell you," Tong Yan said, "If you have time, go to the Bo Xue Building by yourself."

Hearing that a trace of suspicion flashed across her eyebrows, Ji Meng should not let her go for no reason, probably because she discovered something.

"What else?" Ling Yu asked.

Tong Yan shook his head: "He is very mysterious, he will know when you go."

Ling Yu didn't ask any more, since Ji Meng didn't say much, it was only something they knew between them.

It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so Ling Yu simply went out to the Boxue Building now.

But before she walked out of the courtyard, she was bumped into her arms by the oncoming little boy.

The child was knocked upside down by her, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the things he was holding fell to the side.

He groaned for a long time before he stood up again and straightened his clothes.

The perpetrator, Ling Yu, stood in front of him without any reaction, waiting for him to get up by himself.

"I'm talking about junior sister," the little boy straightened his ring, pointing at her pretending to be mature, "You are too rude."

It stands to reason that if she bumped into someone, she should at least give her a hand.

Tong Yan came over belatedly and helped the little boy pick up the wooden box on the ground.

"I'm really sorry," Tong Yan handed the wooden box to the little boy, "Ling Yu probably didn't react."

She just didn't want to care about it, and Ling Yu didn't know why Tong Yan wanted to help him smooth things over.

"No need," the little boy didn't answer, but glanced at Ling Yu, who was much taller than him, "This is what the real king ordered me to send to my junior sister."

He took one junior sister at a time, Ling Yu was really annoyed.

Forget about others, this kid with his head reaching her waist actually called her junior sister.

Mingjing Mountain is really well-ranked.

"Why do you call us junior sister?" Tong Yan asked him.

"700 years ago, I worshiped under Fairy Liuyue," said the little boy, "If you don't call me your junior sister, what should you call me?"

Ling Yu looked at the child condescendingly: "Are you sure?"

He didn't speak, but his slightly raised chin and smug expression were the answer.

"Liu Yue's teacher is Yun Ting, and Yun Ting and Wuyang Zhenjun's teacher is forgiven," Ling Yu said, "And I am the real emperor's disciple. According to seniority, I am your uncle."

The little boy thought over and over in his head, and finally found that Ling Yu seemed to be right.

Tong Yan was also counting seniority with his fingers. In this way, the two of them seem to be the masters and uncles of many people.

Seeing the child blushing, Ling Yu felt very relieved.

Only 700 years old, dare to call me junior sister.

"Then you can't directly call Immortal Master Yun Ting and Real Man Shu Ci by their names!" The little boy finally found a point to fight back.

Ling Yu recalled for a moment, it seemed that she called.

so what.

The Heavenly Venerable on the Sanqing Territory above her head, she can call her whatever she wants.

"Okay, pay attention next time." Ling Yu perfunctory him.

"You..." The little boy punched the cotton, not knowing what to say.

"Can you make the way?" Ling Yu asked, "I'm going to the Bo Xue Building."

(End of this chapter)