Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 11 Knowledge is power
Seeing Wei Xi nod, Xie Yingying snapped her fingers and put away the paper and pen.

With the help of Senior Sister Xie, he carried Wei Xi and the medicine box to the new disciple's dormitory.

Wei Xi watched Senior Sister Xie taking his pulse, and the latter's face became increasingly confused.

"It doesn't look like typhoid fever." Senior Sister Xie said to herself, while Wei Xi used a spoon to feed Qin Feng water.

"What else could it be? Weird."

Senior Sister Xie pulled Qin Feng's eyelids, and suddenly an idea popped up in her mind.

"Wei Xi, has Qin Feng been feeling restless lately, overthinking and sleep deprived?"

Wei Xi's lips pout at the mention of this. She gestured a few times reluctantly, probably because Qin Feng was suddenly avoiding her.

Honestly, her hand movements were so fast that Xie Yingying didn't quite understand. But looking at Wei Xi's expression, Senior Sister Xie, who had mentored three classes of new students, had guessed that the two children were having a conflict. But that was a minor matter; the most urgent task was to understand why Qin Feng's fever wouldn't subside.

"So does she get up earlier than you and go to bed later than you?"

Xie Yingying changed her words, Wei Xi nodded, then she remembered something, went to Qin Feng's cabinet, took down her precious sword, and gestured with it twice.

Having a rough idea in mind, Xie Yingying glanced at Qin Feng who was talking nonsense and Wei Xi who was restless, thinking that the important thing was to comfort the one who was awake.

"Don't worry, Qin Feng is fine."

Wei Xi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Senior Sister Xie said.

"She's just too tired. I remember she was only twelve! There's a kind of ghost called Ruomeng, who feeds on the dreams of others. But they're weak, so they can only parasitize young and tired monks, so they won't really hurt her."

Wei Xi put his hands close to his face and made a sleeping gesture, then pointed at the sun outside the window.

Xie Yingying touched her chin and said uncertainly, "That depends on Qin Feng. If she can realize that she is dreaming, the dream will disappear and she will wake up. I remember a disciple from Dongyi Xuanji Island who slept for three months before waking up."

Xie Yingying touched Wei Xi's head and said, "You should also rest well, otherwise Ru Meng might parasitize you!"

Wei Xi thought that there was such a good thing, he could sleep forever.

On the other hand, Qin Feng, the king of papers, always shouts that she wants to become the best swordsman in the world. She gets up earlier than the chickens and goes to bed later than the dogs. She sits up straight in class and practices swordplay meticulously. If she sleeps for three months, won't she tear down the Qingcheng Sect when she wakes up?
Wei Xi couldn't help feeling a little frightened. She looked at Qin Feng, whose expression was in great pain, and had no idea what she was dreaming about.

It was a nightmare, definitely a nightmare, but Qin Feng didn't know that she was just a guest in the dream, and she was still running in the fog.

Suddenly she tripped again, this time not by a tree root, but by a pale human hand.

Qin Feng wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be strangled.

Qin Feng almost crawled to his mother's side. Her mother was lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in her back.

"Mom! Mom! Are you okay? Mom, wake up! Your daughter is here, let's go find dad!" Qin Feng cried and went to support her mother. Her brother's body was in her mother's arms. Qin Feng leaned over the body of her relative and cried bitterly.

Qin Feng, who had almost cried himself dry, suddenly felt his arms empty.

She looked up suddenly and saw her father, unshaven and with blood all over his armor. He sat on the armchair and gave instructions to Lieutenant General Du. "Evacuate the people in the city to Golan City. I'll cover your retreat." As he spoke, her father coughed twice. Lieutenant General Du went forward to help him, but he waved his hand away.

"Remember to defend Golan. The soldiers and I who remain will do our best to hold back the enemy, Du Jie," his father's gaze fell on Qin Feng, who was kneeling on the ground. "Feng'er is the only flesh and blood left of my wife and me. She will go to Golan with you. Please take good care of her!"

Qin Feng wanted to get up and defend Gulu City with her father.

But the road was so long that she used her hands and feet but could not touch her father. Tears and blood mixed together, and Qin Feng almost suffocated in despair.

At this moment, a twisted pattern suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her eyes. Qin Feng looked at it several times before she realized that it was an ugly thing drawn by Wei Xi.

"Wei Xi," Qin Feng said in a daze, "but I didn't meet her in Qingcheng Sect..." Her words disappeared in the howling cold wind of Gulu City.

Qin Feng opened his mouth, his face dirty, "I, Gulu City"

She looked at everything around her. Wei Xi's painting was still in mid-air. "This isn't real? Am I dreaming?"

The dream began to collapse, everything around was crumbling, but Qin Feng did not move.

When the last fragment disappeared, Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and Wei Xi threw the cowhide roll in his hand aside.

Qin Feng blinked. She felt weak all over, and the quilt and the kang made her sweat. "How long have I slept?" Qin Feng asked. Wei Xi made a two-sign gesture, and Qin Feng sighed.

"Did you draw the ugly painting in my dream?" Wei Xi nodded. She showed Qin Feng the magic weapon given to her by Master Han. Qin Feng took it and looked at it carefully.

Wei Xi jumped off the kang and went to the fire basket to bring the hot porridge over.

"Are you scared?" Qin Feng asked Wei Xi. Wei Xi then remembered that Qin Feng was hiding from her before he was parasitized by Ru Meng. She was a little unhappy and moved her butt back.

Perhaps it was because the sky was falling and the earth was cracking in the dream, and Qin Feng seemed to be drained of energy outside the dream. She sat up with a hoarse voice and forced herself to stay awake.

At this moment, Zhao Dazui's voice sounded outside the door.

"Wei Xi? I'm coming in?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dazui pushed the door open and walked in. He was strong and sturdy, and he entered the small room to block the wind and snow outside. His head was full of feathers, which was dazzling to look at.

"Oh, Qin Feng, you finally woke up," Zhao Dazui said while holding a lunch box.

"Wei Xi has been terribly worried these past two days. It's thanks to Senior Sister Xie's profound knowledge that she recognized that you were possessed by Ru Meng. It shouldn't have been a big deal if you were asleep, but Wei Xi got so worried! Seeing what I've seen today, it seems like you two sisters are on the same page. Why did you wake up so quickly?"

"It was Wei Xi who used Master Han's magical tool," Qin Feng pointed at the cowhide scroll Wei Xi gave her, "that's why I woke up so quickly."

"He's the former chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect after all," Zhao Dazui sighed, a head of feathers swaying with him. "Master Han looks so scary, but he's actually quite nice to you guys. What a wonder!"

He placed the food box on the kang table, opened the lid and took out the plate.

"Luckily I brought two extra dishes, otherwise there wouldn't be enough for you two. Here's a dish of mixed water vines that I made myself. They all said it was delicious. You two should try it too."

Zhao Dazui pulled out two pairs of chopsticks and handed them to Wei Xi and Qin Feng, continuing, "You two aren't very strong, so eat more. In the spring, the Tiandi Sect in the Northern Frontier wants to invite our sect to a small secret realm they've found. It's a good opportunity for you guys to go and have some fun."

(End of this chapter)