Changyang

A room on the fourth floor of Beidou Pavilion.

Baimei sat beside the bed, reaching out to push the person on the bed.

"Snapped--"

Ping Qingyun just took a sip of water, and when he turned around, he saw Baimei moving her hands and feet. He quickly stepped forward and patted her hands away: "Changyang's shoulder has not fully recovered yet."

She is a thick-skinned wolf demon, and with this push, the points on the Changyang jade card will be doubled again.

He was also a poor cultivator, and just thinking about the series of black numbers made him feel like he couldn't breathe.

Baimei bared her teeth at him silently, but finally retracted her hand, and then said: "Five days, I didn't wake up."

"I know." Ping Qingyun was helpless.

After the preliminary exam, the entire star realm was completely open to everyone, and everyone went around to familiarize themselves with the environment. However, they didn't go out much after changing rooms, and they took turns guarding Changyang.

The fourth floor is slightly more spacious than the original residence, and there are two people in one room.

The new residences were assigned in the order of passing the preliminary examination. Changyang and Heping Qingyun came out last together. Their rooms were close to each other and they were all assigned at the entrance of the corridor.

Baimei came out first. The location of her residence was slightly better, but she felt it was too far away, so she directly changed with the female cultivator at Changyang's residence in private.

The female cultivator hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.

After all, the room at the entrance of the corridor is too noisy. Once the window is opened, people coming and going can take a look inside.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Ping Qingyun hurriedly opened the door and saw a familiar medical practitioner standing outside.

"Did you take medicine today?" The doctor came in and asked.

"Hey." Ping Qingyun set up a stove early in the morning and stayed up for a long time before carefully feeding Chang Yang to drink, for fear of accidentally aggravating her injuries.

The doctor said that half of the bones in her chest were broken.

"Although the injury is serious, he is in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and his body is considered strong." The medical cultivator drove away the ignorant wolf demon, sat on the edge of the bed, put his arm on the patient's wrist, and probed into his spiritual consciousness, "The bones in the chest are connected to each other. After it’s healed, just take care of it.”

Ping Qingyun listened to his tone and subconsciously said smoothly: "But?"

"..." The doctor paused and glanced at him, "But the excessive consumption of spiritual power before has probably damaged the foundation. He needs Yuan Yang Dan to fully recover."

"N-Yuan Yuan Pill?" Ping Qingyun thought for a while. If he remembered correctly, this elixir was several times more expensive than the previous Spring Transformation Pill.

The categories of elixirs are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each level is further subdivided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

Any elixir that involves repairing the spiritual palace is not only complex in terms of medicinal materials, but also difficult to refine, so the price is high.

For example, Spring Hua Dan is an excellent medicinal elixir for treating trauma, but it has little effect on repairing damaged spiritual palaces. Therefore, no matter how good this elixir is, its highest grade is only low-grade Xuan grade.

"You can use the middle-grade Xuanjie Yuan Yang Pill, which is not expensive and can be nourished by taking just two pills." Yi Xiu suggested kindly.

Ping Qingyun asked tentatively: "How much?"

The doctor held out a hand.

"Five thousand?" Ping Qingyun felt that it was okay for a moment, as he already owed so much.

The medical cultivator slowly shook his head: "Fifty thousand points per pill."

"Fifty thousand! Why don't you go and grab it?" Ping Qingyun shouted.

In the past five days, a yellow-grade high-grade spring elixir and decoction of herbs, plus three medical consultation fees, totaled only 120 points.

"Elixirs are available across different levels, and are worth thousands of times. The price in the medical hall is this. You can also wait for some alchemy cultivators later to take action, but the quality of their elixirs is not guaranteed." The medical cultivator said, "It is up to the person to be rich and frugal."

Ping Qingyun asked: "What will be the sequelae of not taking Yangyuan Pill?"

"When she uses her spiritual power, she will most likely feel unwell and occasionally have headaches." The medical cultivator thought for a while and said, "If she doesn't suffer from spiritual depletion in the future, she will gradually get better as time goes by."

Ping Qingyun hesitated for a long time: "It's too expensive. Let's wait until Changyang wakes up."

"It's up to you. You can go to the medical hall to buy it anytime you want. She'll wake up in the next two days." The doctor stood up and asked out of curiosity before leaving, "Why did she get so seriously injured in the first exam?"

There were many injured monks on the round martial arts field, but this was the one whose life was really hanging by a thread.

Ping Qingyun looked confused: "We encountered a powerful monster."

"It stands to reason that she will not be so seriously injured. The Mustard Seed Space will allocate assessment sites according to the monk's strength. It will not be too high or too low." The medical cultivator is a monk who stayed in the previous Star Realm and has also experienced the same thing. The assessment asked, "Did you go together?"

Ping Qingyun nodded: "Changyang stopped the monster alone, and we were able to get out smoothly."

"I see." The doctor said, "You are probably all pretty strong, but being together makes the assessment site more difficult."

Ping Qingyun asked: "So it is safer to be separated during the assessment?"

The medical cultivator glanced at the three new monks in the room and said meaningfully: "Just follow your heart, being deliberate will only be counterproductive."

Then Ping Qingyun sent the medical cultivator out the door.

……

The medical cultivator walked out of Beidou Pavilion and did not go back directly to the medical hall. Instead, he walked towards Zhidu Hall.

"I need some spiritual stones to go out."

Shang Rong looked up from the counter, took the jade token from the medical cultivator's hand, and then checked the payment order he received: "I heard that you went to the Yuanwu Field to earn points for new students?"

Meng Zhengchen leaned on the desk: "I personally visited the doctor three times, plus pills and herbs, and I only collected less than [-] points in total. This is just a act of kindness."

Shang Rong counted a stroke of spiritual stones and was surprised: "Why did you suddenly become kind-hearted?"

After passing the preliminary exams of previous years, freshmen who have settled their affairs will find that the star world is completely open, and they can seek medical treatment in the hospital.

Meng Zhengchen pointed to the north: "That person came here specifically to remind us not to let the new students die in the round martial arts field."

In fact, he was confused for a while at that time. How could anyone die in the first exam? It was originally intended to screen out some monks who were not talented enough and did not work hard in the past three months.

Finally, when he arrived at the Yuanwu Field, he scanned his spiritual sense and found a dying monk.

Taking a closer look, he was from a poor sect.

On the surface, these monks in the star world all wear the same robes, but in fact it is very easy to distinguish between rich and poor. The hairpins worn by the disciples of the sects are all exquisite and expensive, and there are all kinds of accessories hanging on their waists, many of which are covered with magic weapons. Shoes are not simple either.

A monk like that with an ordinary wooden hairpin on his head and the cheapest storage bag hanging around his waist is [-]% from a bad background.

Shang Rong pushed a bag of spiritual stones to him and laughed when he heard this: "Died in the Yuanwu Field in the first exam? I have never heard of such a thing."

"Don't laugh, there really is one this time." Meng Zhengchen collected the spirit stone, "If we go too late, she will suffer even if she doesn't die."

Shang Rong raised his knuckles and tapped the table: "It shouldn't be."

"I think the three of them got together. They had no magic weapons and bad luck, so they suddenly lost a demon cultivator. The other cultivator was from the Transshipment Sect and was not good at fighting. In the end, he had to carry it all by himself." Meng Zhengchen shook his head as he spoke. , "However, in such a short period of time, they have developed a sense of loyalty."

Shang Rong raised his eyebrows, as if he was remembering something: "Transportation Sect? Is the demon cultivator you broke a wolf demon?"

"Do you know them?" Meng Zhengchen picked up the spirit stone and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he leaned aside and continued chatting.

"We broke in at night before." Shang Rong straightened the signs on the counter and thought of the Taoist robe that the woman repaired, and couldn't help but said, "They owe more than 1 points, which is no different from killing them."

"The points are already broken, there is no way to reduce them." Meng Zhengchen clicked his tongue, "Thanks to the disciple of the Transshipment Sect, he ignored and poured most of the spiritual energy into her, otherwise what he took out would not be the Huangjie elixir. "

The transfer method is special and the spiritual power circulates gently. Although it is not as capable of healing as a medical practitioner, its spiritual power is better than other monks in emergencies, and it also has some luck.

Seeing that these freshmen were so loyal and responsible, he was willing to give a discount, otherwise he would not be able to use these points to buy himself some good and cheap herbs and elixirs.

"Transportation Sect..." Shang Rong was slightly lost in thought, "In just 3000 years, the disciples have been reduced to the lower five levels after entering the star realm."

Meng Zhengchen was helpless: "Everything in the world is unpredictable, and the sect is prone to fall."

The two of them stood in front of and behind the desk, each thinking of the past, and were speechless for a moment.

……

Chang Yang was unconscious for a long time, and finally woke up on the sixth night.

The beams in the house were a little unfamiliar, but the wolf-headed figure sleeping soundly next door finally gave her a familiar feeling.

Changyang opened his eyes without moving. After a long pause, he closed his eyes again and looked inside the Ling Mansion.

The spiritual palace that had dried up to the last drop had regenerated the spiritual sea, and the golden inner elixir was suspended on the sea surface. At first glance, it looked the same as before, but it was too calm and abnormal.

Changyang looked at the golden elixir inch by inch, and finally found a crack at the bottom.

The crack is not long, but very deep.

"Awake!"

Baimei turned over on the bed next door. Suddenly she felt that Changyang's breathing rate had changed. She immediately turned over and a wolf's head came close to her.

Chang Yang had no choice but to pull away from the Ling Mansion, opened his eyes and looked, only to see a wolf head retracting suddenly.

Baimei had already rushed out the door, banging on the door next door and shouting: "Come and see!"

Fortunately, Ping Qingyun didn't sleep deeply and ran out before his roommate woke up and cursed: "Changyang is awake?"

Baimei nodded.

Ping Qingyun quickly entered the room to light the lamp, and as expected, he saw Changyang sitting up with his hands on his hands.

"Slow down." He ran over to help her, "The bones haven't fully healed yet." "Did you pass the preliminary exam?" Chang Yang looked around at the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings, "Which floor is this?"

"After that, we all moved to the fourth floor." Ping Qingyun answered one by one, "There are basically no monks on the first floor."

Chang Yang nodded. She raised her hand to touch her chest and shoulder bones and found that all the bones that had collapsed had been reconnected. She looked at Ping Qingyun and Bai Mei and said seriously: "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, I didn't do anything." Ping Qingyun coughed, his eyes wandering, and he stretched out a finger to quietly point at the jade medal at her waist, wanting to say something but not daring to say it.

Changyang has always been keen. No matter how subtle his movements are, she will not ignore them. She quickly lowers her head and picks up the jade token.

"Points." Two words suddenly popped up from the white eyebrows next to her. Seeing Changyang look over, she wiped her hand on the back of the jade plaque, and the seven-star diagram transformed into several large black characters like clouds.

——Thirty-eight zero.

Upon seeing this, Changyang also used his thumb to scratch the back of his jade plaque, and as expected, several large black characters also appeared.

——Nine One Twenty.

Chang Yang reacted quickly: "Are these points awarded for passing the assessment?"

She thought that killing the two brown tree pythons was indeed beneficial, but she didn't know how to use the points.

Ping Qingyun hesitated to speak, and finally took a deep breath, took out his jade plaque, and handed it to Chang Yang to see.

The three red digits were pitifully small compared to the two of her.

It seems that during the assessment, you have to deal with monsters and cannot just avoid them. However, this is not an easy task for monks who are not good at fighting.

"What will happen if the points are reset to zero?" Changyang planned ahead and asked, "Can I lend you my points?"

"No." Ping Qingyun suppressed his blush. He closed his eyes and said, "It won't hurt if the points are reset to zero. They can also be traded, but... the red numbers represent the points that are accumulated, and the black numbers represent the points that are owed."

There was a sudden silence in the room.

After a long time, Chang Yang stiffly lowered his head and looked at the jade medal at his waist again. The cold black characters were extremely dazzling.

Bai Mei, who was next to her, had no guilt at all about being in debt, and the negative score of [-] points could not affect her at all.

"What is the highest reward score for this preliminary exam?" Chang Yang suddenly asked.

Ping Qingyun quietly opened his eyes and whispered: "This, I vaguely heard them say... five thousand."

"The maximum reward is five thousand." Chang Yang nodded, feeling a dull pain in his chest, "I owe nine thousand."

"It's nine thousand one hundred and two." Ping Qingyun counted on his fingers and told her, "Huangjie's high-grade spring elixir is four thousand, three visits to the doctor for a total of three thousand, all the herbs are boiled and taken for two thousand two, and I borrowed a stove from the doctor. And the medicine jar cost twenty more.”

"The monks who passed the assessment in the end all had one hundred points. If you got one hundred points, you still owe nine thousand one hundred and two points."

"Bai Mei came out first. He has [-] points. He took a Huangjie high-grade detoxification pill and spent [-], so he owes [-]."

Ping Qingyun finished all the words in one breath.

Chang Yang calmed down for a moment and asked him: "There are no points for killing monsters?"

Ping Qingyun scratched his face: "The number of demon pills obtained in the first test does not count, it only depends on the time it takes to pass."

Chang Yang thought of something and took out the demon elixir from the adult brown tree python from the storage bag: "In addition to the demon elixir from the male and female pythons, can I use it to redeem points?"

Ping Qingyun's forehead was sweating: "... Demon, demon pill? I didn't have time to get it at that time."

He and Chang Yang rushed to pass the preliminary examination at the last moment and had no time to analyze the demon pill.

Changyang held the jade medal at her waist tightly. Not only was her newly connected sternum hurting, but the Lingfu Golden Pill was also hurting.

"What's wrong with you?" Ping Qingyun noticed that her expression was different and asked quickly, "Is there something wrong with Ling Mansion?"

Seeing that Changyang did not deny it, he told her what the medical practitioner had said: "The doctor said you need to take two Yuan Yang Pills to repair the pain in the Ling Mansion, but the pills are too expensive and I didn't dare to pay them on credit in advance."

Chang Yang relieved the sharp pain of Lingfu Golden Pill: "...how much?"

Ping Qingyun tried to keep his tone calm: "Fifty thousand."

Chang Yang: "..."

"However, Doctor Meng said that if you don't have the Lingfu drying up in the future, it should gradually improve over time." Ping Qingyun said.

Chang Yang nodded: "I don't need Yuan Yang Dan."

Ping Qingyun was not surprised by her choice. If it were him, he would rather suffer for a while.

"Chang Yang, you have a good rest first. The star world is all open. Then we can walk around."

Ping Qingyun got up and went back to the next door, and specifically told Bai Mei not to make any noise.

Bai Mei closed the door, clumsily blew out the candle, pressed Chang Yang down with rough hands and feet, and then shivered back into the bed next door: "Sleep."

In the night, Chang Yang looked at her sideways, then withdrew his gaze and looked quietly at the roof beams.

"You must use Yang Yuan Dan."

After a while, Changhua's slightly tired voice appeared in the Changyang Lingtai.

"In the snake miasma forest, you should not continue to have murderous intentions as your heart, stain your blood as ink, and form a wish."

Chang Yang: "If I don't kill them, they will kill me."

"Yes, the first time, but you might be able to escape the second time." Changhua saw clearly, "You would rather die with the male python."

"Just maybe."

"Changyang." This was the first time Changhua had called her name so formally. "Changhua's pen was not something you could use in the first place. If you used it forcefully twice, your murderous intent would backfire and damage the golden elixir."

Chang Yang couldn't help but think of the deep crack at the bottom of the golden elixir.

Changhua said: "The medical cultivator could not accurately determine the condition of the golden elixir. He was only half right."

The Ling Mansion is private and cannot be forcibly explored without the permission of the monks, even the medical cultivators.

Chang Yang remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"Based on the condition of the golden elixir in your body, if you don't take the Yangyuan elixir immediately, you may not be able to advance to the next level." Changhua sighed, "But even if you use the Xuanji elixir, it can't be completely repaired."

I don't know how long it took before Changhua heard Changyang reply "Okay".

……

The next day, Changyang walked out of the house with support.

"How do you feel?" Ping Qingyun asked nervously from the side.

"It's okay." Chang Yang ignored the discomfort in his chest and shoulder bones, walked a few more steps, turned around and said, "Where is the medical hall."

Ping Qingyun pointed: "To the east."

Changyang went down the stairs: "Go over and have a look."

A group of three people slowly walked towards the medical hall.

On the way, Chang Yang was able to see the fully open star realm.

"Except for the main peak of Ziwei in the north, there are thirteen other peaks corresponding to the stars." Ping Qingyun pointed to the most conspicuous peaks in front of him and said, "These are all the leading peaks of the future star kings. For now, they are left to the peak masters. Li, there are branch halls set up on other slightly shorter peaks. I didn’t have time to inquire carefully about the formation hall, law enforcement hall, etc.”

"By the way, I asked about the twelve constellations." Ping Qingyun took out a piece of paper and handed it to Chang Yang, "Look, I even drew them."

Chang Yang took it and saw at a glance the Seven Killing Star among the Six Stars of the South Dipper.

Since she chose Beidou Pavilion, if she were Star Lord, she would never be the Seven Kills Star.

Changyang wrote down the six stars of the South Dipper and the seven stars of the Big Dipper, and returned the paper to Ping Qingyun: "Who is that person on the starry platform?"

Ping Qingyun subconsciously thought of the young man in Xuanyi on the Starry Platform, but he was very surprised: "Changyang, after we came out of the Mustard Seed Space, are you still conscious?"

He thought that the young man in Xuanyi came to the Starry Terrace later.

Chang Yang: "I saw it before I jumped down."

Only then did Ping Qingyun understand. He looked around, and after confirming that only Bai Mei and Chang Yang were the only ones, he lowered his voice and said, "He is the appointed Star Master."

With just one sentence, Chang Yang frowned: "Why?"

Ping Qingyun obviously expected this reaction from her: "Because Fu Zhaowei was born with golden elixirs and advanced much faster than ordinary people, the four realms had presumed that he had a heavy responsibility."

Monks in the spiritual world are only born with spiritual bodies. Before Fu Zhaowei, no one had ever been born with a golden elixir. It is said that on the day he was born, there was a vision in the sky.

In short, there were many rumors, and Ping Qingyun didn't hear any of them in the Zhuanzong Sect back then. He only vaguely remembered that his master had mentioned this person many years ago when he heard it from his roommate the day before yesterday.

"Anyway, he is the Star Lord by default this time, and other monks can only compete for the position of Star Lord." Ping Qingyun said optimistically, "It's okay, we can still compete for the position of Star Lord."

"Fu Zhaowei..."

These three words slowly flowed out from Chang Yang's lips and teeth, with a very faint murderous intention.

The future star master really fulfilled his dream.

She would never give up her cultivation to others.

Bai Mei, who was following him, tilted his head, biting his nails with concentration, and failed to follow the two people's thoughts from beginning to end.

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