Chapter 39 (1/2)

Due to the collapse of the Wei family and the dissolution of the xingmen, Qin Jue's life returned to calm as usual.

So you can often see such a picture at the cliff behind Xuanyi mountain. The young man in white is floating and lying on the ground comfortably. Next to him is a weed emitting light aura. On the bluestone not far away, there is an exquisite girl sitting cross legged and immersed in cultivation.

Although this combination is slightly strange, it has no sense of conflict, but makes people feel inexplicably warm.

In the twinkling of an eye, half a month later, Qin Jue was repeating the same life every day. If someone else had changed, I'm afraid he would have collapsed, but Qin Jue was already used to it. Anyway, as long as he had wine to drink.

That day, Qin Jue was sleeping on the lawn when the sky suddenly darkened and seemed to rain.

Qin Jue looked up at the girl who was still practicing and punched her.

Hoo!

Without any sound, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, the dark clouds all over the sky immediately dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally gloomy sky suddenly became sunny and even a little hot.

After this, Qin Jue withdrew his fist as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Luo Weiwei, who was practicing, was very confused. She just felt that the power of pure Yang around her suddenly decreased significantly. How did she seem to recover inexplicably?

Thinking for a moment, the girl really couldn't figure it out. Finally, fortunately, she chose to give up and continue to practice seriously.

”Martial uncle... Martial uncle... Not good!”

Just as Qin Jue was ready to go to bed, Zhang Jichen suddenly ran in a hurry with a nervous face.

”What's the matter?”

Qin Jue frowned slightly and got up slowly.

”Shifu... Shifu, the old man has been in a coma for most of the day and hasn't woke up yet.”

Zhang Jichen said in a worried tone.

“？？？”

”What's going on?”

Qin Jue asked, how could you be unconscious for no reason with the cultivation of Baiye Tianjie's peak.

”Master, he...”

Zhang Jichen hesitated and didn't know how to explain.

”Say!”

With a sigh, Zhang Jichen had to truthfully say, ”master, he... Took the pill he refined, and then he has been in a coma until now.”

Qin Jue: ”?”

Since the last blast, Baiye has been like opening a skylight. He will blast the furnace almost every other period of time.

Qin Jue roughly estimated that Baiye had fried the stove at least 30 times in the past half month, twice a day on average.

Later, even those new disciples were used to it and lost their initial excitement.