When Bai Shu followed the Seven Star Lord to practice and arrived at Chang Yue, he would be much easier. Chang Yue was in charge of Taixu Finance and was the one with the lowest cultivation level among the Seven Star Lords. He had already taught his talisman skills to Bai Shu, but Bai Shu learned from Chang Yue far more than this.

Just like the words Chang Yue told him before Huang Jun went down the mountain that he would take root if he lowered his head and humbly, sometimes this subtle teaching can affect a person's lifelong life.

Chang Yue did not drink tonight and waited for Bai Shu in the room. After Bai Shu sat down, Chang Yue greeted Bai Shu and said, "How do you feel when you are busy practicing every day during these days?"

Bai Shu thought about it and then thought about it, and finally replied with a smile: "Happiness."

This is another vague and abstract concept. Indeed, Bai Shu was fortunate to be taught by the Seven Star Lord and the Spectator at the same time, which is indeed a happy thing. This kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in Taixu Temple.

Chang Yue smiled and comforted Bai Shu for a few more words, letting Bai Shu take his heart to practice and avoid being arrogant and impatient. Chang Yue would not suspect that Bai Shu was not diligent enough, after all, there was the example of Fu Shan in front.

After chatting for a few words, Chang Yue called someone to get the more advanced talisman paper and talisman sand that Bai Shu wanted to use. Bai Shu happily took it away, and tried to draw a few divine talismans with Chang Yue, which had the effect particularly outstanding.

That night, Bai Shu said goodbye in advance and did not stay for a long time because he promised Ye Taoling that he would return to Tianyi Peak on time and not let them worry.

That night, the moon was bright and the air was clear, and the galaxy was scattered. Ye Taoling cut out two wooden long swords and took them out and handed them to Bai Shu.

Ye Taoling looked in a good mood and suggested: "Tonight we two officially start fighting swords. This is the most effective way to improve your swordsmanship. How about it?"

Bai Shu calmed down and responded. It was a rare opportunity to fight against Ye Taoling. It is very likely that Bai Shu followed Ye Taoling to learn sword skills during this period. When Bai Shu met an opponent like Yu Qiuhan in the future, he would not suffer any skills.

Bai Shu and Ye Taoling stood opposite each other, like a peak duel between Qu Gao and Wu. Zhika sat on the stone bench under Wangchuan Tao, watching the scene with breathing and concentrating, and together with Lang Yue and Qingfeng, he became an audience.

Ye Taoling let out a sword without stabbing Bai Shu's vital points, and he only took the shoulders and arms to attack. After several days of training in sword posture, Bai Shu was able to make a decent counterattack. The sword's edge touched each other, without a spiritual collision, just a sound of wood sounded particularly pleasant.

The two of them used swords to go back and forth. The sword tip was sometimes touched and left, but sometimes they were entangled and tangled, and their bodies were intertwined, giving people a feeling of kindness and pleasingness. Ye Taoling was like a dancer under the moonlight, and Bai Shu was the foil for the situation.

Ye Taoling did not use whip and correct Bai Shu's movements as mercilessly as before, but instead pointed Bai Shu in an abnormal manner with a gentle voice.

That soft Jiangnan murmur was like a sound that Bai Shu could only hear in his dream.

When the two of them have a tacit understanding, even their movements will become similar. I don’t know when, a sword fighting that goes back and forth, attacks and defends, turns into a poetic and picturesque dance together.

The two were immersed in the evening breeze. At one moment, the two of them had a close relationship with each other. Bai Shu walked to Ye Taoling, touched Ye Taoling's head and said, "I have heard about Mochou Lake. Thank you for protecting me in front of others."

Ye Taoling didn't say anything, but that expression told Bai Shu that Ye Taoling was obliged to do this kind of thing.

The next night, Bai Shu learned to play the piano with Lin Yuezhu, and went to visit Yang Gucheng and Zhong Yuwei. They were in love and were waiting for the birth of their children in full expectation.

This made Bai Shu's eyes red with envy.

On the third night, Bai Shu followed Tang Wuyan to learn medical skills.

Bai Shu heard Wu Shaobai talk about Tang Wuyan, and his educational methods were a bit different, but fortunately, in terms of medical skills, his patience was good, at least Bai Shu didn't feel any obvious pressure.

Maybe it was because Bai Shu was not his Tang Wuyan's personal disciple.

Just like Bai Shu got a elixir book from Liu Nian, Tang Wuyan also gave Bai Shu a medical book and asked that Bai Shu have to master all the contents of the book next time he came.

Before leaving, Bai Shu suddenly asked Tang Wuyan, "Uncle Tang, what should I do if I want to remove the scars on a person's body?"

Tang Wuyan said: "Scars represent a person's experience, and it's not better to keep them!"

Bai Shu insisted on saying, "I want to eliminate it?"

Tang Wuyan was silent for a moment before saying: "Eliminating scars tests the grasp of medicine in medical science, which is the simplest part."

Tang Wuyan said and wrote down a prescription and handed it to Bai Shu, saying, "Use this house to configure the ointment according to the proportion. Apply it to make the scars very shallow."

Bai Shu took it and took a look, and asked unwillingly: "Is there no way to completely eliminate the scar?"

Tang Wuyan frowned and drew a picture at the end of the prescription. In the painting, there was a herb with branches and leaves that looked like spider plants. Then he said: "This is a star grass. As long as it is added, the scar can be completely eliminated. It doesn't take too much, just a small piece."

Tang Wuyan pushed the prescription back to Bai Shu's hand and said, "It's just that the Cuckoo Grass is almost extinct, don't think about it."

Bai Shu left Tang Wuyan's residence with great gratitude. After leaving the door, Bai Shu leaned on the doorpost and suddenly smiled with his face up to the sky. The bright moon hung under the eaves, and the cool white was reflected in Bai Shu's eyes, so holy and untainted.

Bai Shu had seen the Chuixingcao, just under the Taixu Houyuan. It seems that no matter what, Bai Shu would have to go down and take a walk in the near future.

After leaving Tang Wuyan's residence, Bai Shu walked a few steps and met a disciple from Yuheng Palace. He simply asked Wu Shaobai's residence and looked for it all the way.

Wu Shaobai is an inner disciple and Tianjizi of Taixu Temple. He is also particularly exquisite in the small courtyard of Yuheng Palace, but when Bai Shu left, the yard was pitch black and silent, and there was no light at all.

Bai Shu didn't think that Wu Shaobai was the kind of person who could go to bed early, so Bai Shu went straight to the main room. He stood at the door and shouted a few times. Seeing that no one responded, Bai Shu was about to leave, thinking that the disciple's news was not accurate enough.

The disciple said before that Wu Shaobai had not left the yard for many days.

Just as Bai Shu was about to leave, he suddenly heard a faint voice coming from the room, like a moan or a sigh.

Bai Shu hurriedly shouted a few words, but he never got any response. At this time, Bai Shu didn't care about politeness, pushed open the door and broke in.

There was a disgusting smell of medicinal herbs in the room, and there were messy medicinal bowls on the table. In one of them, there were dark, sticky, unfinished medicinal soup.

All the candles on the candlesticks were burned out, and the wax liquid even spilled on the ground. Wu Shaobai lay on his side on the bed, with his back facing Bai Shu, and fell asleep in a deep drowsiness.

Bai Shu opened the window to breathe, then walked to the bed and sat down, shook Wu Shaobai's shoulder and said, "Shaobai, wake up, wake up."

Wu Shaobai had no reaction, but Bai Shu could clearly feel that Wu Shaobai was trembling. Bai Shu put his hand on Wu Shaobai's forehead, but found that his forehead was hot, as if he had a fever.

Bai Shu thought it was not good, so he quickly supported Wu Shaobai, put his head on his arms and half-sitted up, and used the spiritual method that Luo Shilan gave him to him to check Wu Shaobai's situation.

But what Bai Shu saw was just a cloud of fog. Wu Shaobai was a son of heaven, and his numerology was no longer in the Three Realms and Five Elements.

Just as Bai Shu was suffocating, Wu Shaobai suddenly woke up slowly, looked at Bai Shu with his eyes covered with bloodshot blood, and forced a smile and said, "Why are you here? I heard that you are with Ye Taoling, congratulations."

Wu Shaobai's tone was full of blessings, but with a hint of envy. His wry smile almost made Bai Shu's eyes red.

Bai Shu asked quickly: "What's going on with you? Are you sick? Why are you so sick..."

Before Bai Shu could finish his words, Wu Shaobai suddenly broke free from Bai Shu's arms, covered his head and rolled on the bed in pain. At the same time, a hoarse howl in his throat.

Bai Shu was rushing to pull Wu Shaobai around, preventing him from rushing to the ground. After a while, Wu Shaobai calmed down exhausted and fell on Bai Shu's legs.

Bai Shu said with a serious look on his face: "What's going on with you?"

Wu Shaobai shook his head, but said only one sentence: "Don't tell Mu Ling, it's better to live a while, don't worry."

Bai Shu said anxiously: "How can I not worry about you like this? If I hadn't remembered you and came to see you today, wouldn't I even know that you were dead?"

Wu Shaobai's forehead had a blue veins and was still beating. He said angrily: "Bai Shu, I have been half-dream and half awake these days and have seen some terrible things."

Bai Shu suddenly became alert. Every time Wu Shaobai had a bad premonition, something terrible would really happen. The first time was that Liu'er died, and the second time was that of the alien spirit trap. What would this time be?

Bai Shu asked intently, "Is there anything going to happen?"

Wu Shaobai smiled bitterly and said, "Not now, but it's soon. It's a terrible thing, a world-destructive disaster that has not happened in a thousand years."

Wu Shaobai ignored Bai Shu's pale face and added: "I don't have much time."

After saying this, Wu Shaobai fell asleep again, but this time, the temperature on his forehead gradually returned to normal and his body no longer shivered.

Bai Shu stood up with a calm face, covered Wu Shaobai with a quilt, closed the door again, and returned to Tang Wuyan's house again.

Tang Wuyan took off his coat and sat by the bed soaked his feet in hot water.

"Uncle Tang, Wu Shaobai..."

"Shaobai has already practiced to the point of defeating the emptiness. He has used too much of the power of Tianzang, and his life will be in the near future."

Tang Wuyan's cold words made Bai Shu feel like he fell into an ice cellar.

Bai Shu said in a trembling voice: "Impossible, isn't it said that Tianjizi can achieve immortality?"

Tang Wuyan sneered: "Only by surviving can we achieve immortality. There are several Tianjizi in all dynasties who have lived past thirty years old. Shaobai, and he can't even survive at the age of twenty."
Chapter completed!