Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 7 Forgiveness
"So nice."

"so cute."

"Let my sister take a look."

"I didn't know you were so smart before."

Before Wen Jingchan opened his eyes, the voices of men and women around him came into his ears.

He moved his heavy eyelids to realize where he was lying.

"It's all right." The voice of Master Shuci sounded above his head.

Wen Jingchan opened his eyes at once, and saw his master sitting beside the bed, looking at him lovingly.

"Junior brother is awake!" Seeing him awake, Xinghun seemed relieved a lot.

Wen Jingchan sat up with her body propped up, and first paid homage to her master, and then to all senior brothers and sisters.

"Thank you for your concern." Wen Jingchan said.

At the same time, he saw Ling Yu being hugged by Senior Sister Liu Yue.

There were a few white flowers blooming on the top of the little crow's dark head, which was touched by several senior sisters.

"Master..." Wen Jingchan hesitated to speak.

"Your spiritual root is damaged," said the real pardoner, "who hurt you?"

Spirit root damaged?

Wen Jingchan followed the eyes of the real Shuci, and touched his brow.

what?
Am I so weak?
Wasn't it just pecked by a bird?

No way?
Wen Jingchan turned his head and saw his senior brothers and sisters. This was the first time they surrounded his little crow.

Although everyone didn't show anything before, he always felt that everyone didn't want to see Ling Yu.

"It was my own carelessness," Wen Jingchan said, "I knocked it on the bookshelf."

Forgive me, I don’t really believe in real people. The spirit root is fragile and fragile, and tenacious and tenacious.

But in any case, it is too rare to be injured by knocking.

But his little apprentice didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask too much.

"The spirit root is fine, and it will heal after some time of recuperation. It's just your scar," said Master Shuci, "I'm afraid I have to keep it."

"What are you doing around Lingyu?" Wen Jingchan didn't have time to care about whether he was scarred or not, and his eyes kept chasing his little bird.

It's as if one's own baby was taken by others to observe.

Fearing that people would take it seriously, he fell in love with him and asked him to ask for it.

I am also afraid that people will be contemptuous, and I will hurt them if I miss it.

"Your spiritual root is injured," Senior Sister Xinghun told him, "the aura overflowed from your whole body, and you almost died."

"It was this little crow who found the Mingjing Terrace all the way, and called Master to save him."

Liuyue nodded approvingly, and by the way took out a Tonghui grass for her to eat: "Your life was saved by the little crow."

At this time, the crow, the crow, was really impatient.

Wen Jingchan got off the bed, put on her shoes, walked to Liuyue, and took Lingyu.

"Her name is Ling Yu." Hearing everyone call her Little Crow Little Crow, Wen Jingchan felt very uncomfortable.

"Lingyu probably has some fate with you." The person who spoke was Immortal Yunhe, "I heard that you rescued Lingyu in Lishui River."

"Now it saves you once, cause and effect go back and forth, and you can take care of it in the future."

In Mingjing Mountain, the person who understands spirit beasts best is Immortal Yunhe.

He is a white crane under the Bodhisattva of the South China Sea. He became a human body after undergoing enlightenment, and then came to Mingjing Mountain to worship his master and forgive him. After completing his studies, he stayed to teach.

Most of the spirit beasts who are close to him can develop wisdom, and even walk the road of cultivating immortals.

Hearing him praise Ling Yu, Wen Jingchan was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It's just junior brother," Liu Yue looked at his eyebrows, as if she felt a little distressed, "Your scar"

Wen Jingchan turned slightly sideways, and saw the scar on his forehead in the bronze mirror.

Although it wasn't intentional, the pecking of the Ling Yu was quite nice.

It's like two rounds of last quarter moon, one big and one small, stacked together.

He looked down at Ling Yu who was always staring at his face, wondering if she was worried about him like this.

"Junior brother," Xinghun noticed that the little white flower on Lingyu's head was gone, "Did you use the love spell you just learned on little Lingyu?"

Having said that, Master Shu Ci also understood what was on top of Ling Yu's head just now.

"Quiet meditation is good at applying what you have learned," said Master Shuci.

Wen Jingchan gave the master a silly smile: "I put the love spell on a garland."

"If it's a white flower, it means she's happy."

"Ling Yu likes everyone very much."

Liu Yue's eyes lit up: "Oh? Really?"

She touched the top of Ling Yu's head again: "You are so good, my sister likes you too."

Ling Yu: ...

Before Wen Jingchan had time to say more, everyone came together again, and each of them touched the top of her head.

A white flower popped out of Ling Yu's head.

Can you go away!
Get out!
"Since he is fine," Shu Ci began to drive people out, "let's leave now."

"Yes, Master."

The room, which was very crowded just now, gradually became deserted after everyone left.

This is the residence of Master Shuci, and there are not many decorations, making the room very empty.

Plain white curtains hang down from the beams, and porcelain vases filled with pine trees are placed beside the pillars.

"Today I'm teaching at the Mingjing Terrace," said Master Shuci, "Seeing that the spirit feathers can't fly normally."

Wen Jingchan's heart tightened, that's right, he almost forgot that Xiao Lingyu was not far away.

How did she get here from her residence to Mingjingtai?
"Master, I don't know why Lingyu is like this," Wen Jingchan said, "Since the master asked, is there any way to cure it?"

The real pardoner shook his head: "Before you woke up, I had already read it as a teacher."

"Lingyu has no roots of wisdom, and is born weak."

The implication is that she is not suitable to be by Wen Jingchan's side.

Ascetics raise spirit beasts, more or less for their own future plans.

Like Ling Yu, it can't help the owner, but it needs the owner to pay more attention, which is not worthwhile.

"However..." Master Shuci hesitated to speak.

"But what?!" Wen Jingchan felt that Lingyu could still be saved.

"A few days ago, you secretly brought it to the Mingjing Terrace, where it was nourished by the spiritual veins of Mingjing Mountain," said Master Shuci, "it should be of great benefit to it."

Wen Jingchan was a little shy: "Master, so you know everything."

The real pardon caressed the top of Wen Jingchan's head: "Silly apprentice."

"You don't have to come here secretly next time," said Master Shuci, "Being emotional and reasonable, it saves you from danger, and it can be regarded as a kindness to the teacher."

Ling Yu didn't pay much attention to the scene of the master-student happy family, she heard something very important.

It turns out that my body has improved recently because of the clear and clean mountain spirit vein that Master Shuci said.

But it's not right.

She remembered that when Emperor Gongli beheaded her real body, she inserted the evil spirit sword into the mountains of Mingjing Mountain.

Don't say anything about spiritual veins, the mountain was almost split open by her.

The curse attached to the sword is enough to prevent the growth of spiritual energy in the thousands of miles of Mingjing Mountain.

Why is there still a spirit vein?

It's so weird.

Although she woke up and found that Mingjing Mountain was not a wasteland, she was already surprised enough.

But now knowing that there are spiritual veins in the mountain, it is like a thunderbolt from the blue sky to her.

How can it be!

(End of this chapter)