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Chapter 169

Deacon Lin left the room after explaining the precautions.

Jing Yingrong scanned the jade slips displayed on the shelf with spiritual consciousness, learned all the contents inside, and then reflected the contents of the jade slips in the sea of ​​consciousness at the request of the three spirits.

Extreme Flame Bead: "What is this, 28 methods of decompression... Taichuguan is actually studying this kind of thing."

Jijie Pen: "It seems that it is still in the groping stage. This generation of masters has quite an idea."

Jisha Sword: "Is this kind of thing really useful?"

Jijie pen: "It should be somewhat effective. I think the so-called measures and countermeasures are generally listening, guiding and comforting. Because most monks like to practice alone and are used to walking alone. Except for Taoist companions, even if they have close friends, They seldom get along with each other, and there is nowhere to vent their emotions such as depression and depression. If they are given a channel to relieve, it will be beneficial to some extent."

Ji Yanzhu: "It seems that you need to have a lot of patience. This is simple. The patience of the mirror is great."

Jijie Pen: "It must be delicate enough to be able to feel and empathize with other people's emotions... This is a bit difficult."

Jishajian: "Think too much, just listen to it, and then say a few words along the way, it's not that complicated. The most important thing is to keep it secret."

Jijie Pen: "This is true. No matter what you hear, you must not pass it on to the outside world. Otherwise, you will be deprived of your status as an inner disciple, and you will be relegated to the outer sect, and you will never be able to re-enter the inner sect. This punishment is similar to being expelled from the master sect. It’s easy to understand, when it comes to other people’s privacy, the regulations should be strict.”

They were discussing, suddenly, a soft and slow bell rang in the room.

Jing Yingrong looked at the white light curtain, on which a human silhouette was vaguely reflected.

The silhouette of the human figure slowly approached the light curtain, and then suddenly became shorter, as if sitting on a chair.

A weird voice with no gender or age came from the opposite side:
"Is Healer No. [-] here?"

Although the timbre was changed by the light curtain, the hesitation and tentativeness in the voice can still be heard.

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

After getting a response, the other party gave a slight "huh" and said, "This is my first time here, um, I...how should I say it?"

Jing Yingrong glanced at the jade slip and said, "You can say anything, I'm listening."

"Ah, I...I want to say..."

The other party hesitated for a while, and finally choked out three words: "I'm so tired."

Jing Yingrong: "Why are you tired?"

"I... well," the other party sighed in a low voice, the sigh was full of exhaustion, "the cultivation has reached the bottleneck, no matter how hard I practice, I have not made any progress, and the younger brothers and sisters who were originally weaker than me have surpassed me one by one. It has changed and changed, getting lower and lower, and the aura is getting less and less, which is even more unfavorable for cultivation. Here, what should I do?"

Jing Yingrong: "Have you tried other methods to improve your strength?"

The other party: "I tried it, how could I not try it? I often go to places like the Enlightenment Pagoda, and I have also gone out to go deep into dangerous places, just to break through the limit at the critical moment of life and death. But it is useless, everything is useless, so After a long time, my cultivation is still the same, I really don’t know what to do.”

Jing Yingrong: "You can do other things first, do you have any other hobbies?"

To this question, the man responded with a sad smile: "Hobby? Let me ask you, which hobby does not require investment of time and resources? I don't have any skills, and I need to spend a lot of spirit stones to learn a skill. But for my cultivation, There are no extra spirit stones and contribution points to squander, what else can I do?"

Jing Yingrong: "To earn cultivation resources."

The other party retorted decisively: "Then how can I have time to practice?"

Jing Yingrong: "Let's put down the cultivation for now, maybe it will be more beneficial."

"What are you talking about!"

The other party became emotional: "Give up the practice, and I will be completely finished! Do you know how those people who I looked down on before laugh at me now? People who I called juniors and younger sisters came to take my place in the cave. You still have to call them Senior Brother and Senior Sister, do you understand how embarrassing I am, I don’t want to see them at all! It’s all like this, and you still tell me to stop practicing, are you kidding me?”

Jing Yingrong: "No, it's just a suggestion."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Ji Yanzhu said dissatisfiedly: "This person is so annoying, he can't do this, he can't do that, his cultivation has not improved, wouldn't it be good to put down his cultivation and do something else? I can't even figure it out?"

Jijie Pen: "The environment of the inner sect puts too much pressure on him. He may not know what to do is the best way, but he is forced to move forward and cannot stop."

Jing Yingrong's peaceful tone seemed to open the floodgate in the opponent's heart, and the resentment poured out like a flood:

"I'm so tired, I'm really tired. If I knew this, I shouldn't have entered the inner door, but now, I have no face to return to the outer door. I can't enter, I can't retreat, I can't think about it, I have no way out Walk."

As he spoke, the other party's resentment gradually turned into powerlessness and sadness.

"I may have reached this point in my life, waiting for my life energy to be exhausted and turn into loess..."

Speaking of this, the other party's sorrowful voice trembled: "No, instead of that, I just... I don't even want to live now, what's the point of my life, so tired, so difficult..."

Jing Yingrong: "You can die."

The other party: "What, what?"

Jing Yingrong: "If you don't want to live, then die."

The other party: "You told me to die?!"

Jing Yingrong repeated what she said just now: "No, it's just a suggestion."

"you!--"

……

Deacon Lin patted a jade slip on the table in front of Jing Yingrong.

A bright red "rejection" character was engraved on the smooth surface of the jade slip.

He held his forehead, and said in a helpless and funny tone: "Miss Jing, Miss Jing, what should I say about you, you are the first one who has been complained by disciples since the establishment of Yanxinxuan Healer."

Jing Yingrong frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Why did you complain to me?"

"You still don't know why? Hey, although you haven't been trained, you can't tell people to die, can you?"

Jing Yingrong: "I follow the patient's thoughts and give appropriate advice. This is one of the methods written in the jade slips. Isn't it right?"

"..."

Deacon Lin looked at Jing Yingrong with a surprised look.

"Okay, let me change the question. If you saw a stranger committing suicide, would you stop him?"

Jing Yingrong: "No."

Deacon Lin: "Why?"

Jing Yingrong: "His life belongs to him, and he has the right to voluntarily give up his life. I have nothing to do with him, and I will not interfere with his choice."

Deacon Lin's eyes revealed a strange color.

"Interesting. Then let me ask you again, when you listen to the patient's voice, do your own emotions fluctuate?"

Jing Yingrong shook her head: "No."

"Hey——" Deacon Lin made an incomprehensible sound, and stared at Jing Yingrong's eyes, "Maybe you can continue to try."

(End of this chapter)