The villain boss who passed through quickly was manipulated by the host again

The next morning was light.

Bai Jiaojiao opened her eyes, got up to wash and clean up, and was about to go out when she saw a set of white clothes on the table. She froze for a moment, then walked over.

The plain white clothes depict auspicious clouds patterned with gold thread, and a layer of tulle covers the top to dilute the cool feeling, making it look more delicate, and the fabric that warms up the tentacles is light and comfortable.

She could tell at a glance that it was very similar to the pattern of her master's clothes.

[Jiaojiao host, this dress is so pretty. It not only has the effect of warming in winter and cooling in summer, but also engraved with magic circles for defense and attack. Below the Nascent Soul, it can block three fatal injuries. The tulle on it is not simple, the sun shines There will be colorful halos on it, the big villain is too kind to the host, and his real name is envious, woo woo woo~]

A joyful smile appeared on Bai Jiaojiao's face, her master must be too caring!

Putting away her thoughts, she quickly changed into this dress and walked out of the room.

As soon as he came out, he saw his master also walking slowly in white clothes. The pattern embroidered with gold silk on the cuffs was particularly eye-catching. He didn't pay attention to it normally, but now he was full of joy when he saw it.

"Master."

Yan Yunqing looked at the little flower demon walking in white and nodded: "Let's go."

After thinking about it, he added calmly: "It's very suitable for you."

Neither the master nor the apprentice said anything, and the other didn't ask, but they both knew clearly in their hearts that this dress was very suitable for her.

After walking out of the Tingxue Hall, Yan Yunqing summoned her natal sword and stepped on it. Bai Jiaojiao stood behind her while clutching the corner of her master's clothes. The sword flew down.

The suzerain and all the elders are already waiting in the main hall of the sect.

Yan Yunqing walked into the hall with his little apprentice, and he walked to the high platform and sat down.

The suzerain Qin Cang looked at the pair of master and apprentice in the hall with resentment on his face: "Bai Jiaojiao, would you like to worship Yan Yunqing, the ancestor of Xuantianzong, as your teacher, respect the teacher, unite with the same sect, and regard the sect as the first priority in everything?" Heavy."

When Bai Jiaojiao heard the words, she cupped her hands solemnly and said, "Disciple is willing."

At this time, an elder came over and handed Bai Jiaojiao some tea.

Suzerain Qin Cang said again: "Perform the ceremony of worshiping the teacher."

Bai Jiaojiao took the teacup with both hands, stepped forward and knelt respectfully in front of Yan Yunqing.

"Master please drink tea."

Yan Yunqing stretched out his bony hand to take the teacup, passed it to his lips and took a sip, then said in a rare soft tone:

"From now on, you will be my Yan Yunqing's closed disciple. I hope you will restrain yourself and return to the courtesy, be quick in action, slow in speech, wise in heart, worthy of the heaven and earth, and worthy of yourself."

"Yes, Master."

Yan Yunqing looked at his little apprentice who was obedient and nodded, and then said: "This is your senior brother and also the suzerain. If there is something wrong with the master in the future, you can also look for him."

Bai Jiaojiao heard the words and hurried over to offer tea to the suzerain: "Senior brother."

Qin Cang curled his lips. Although it was a little awkward to have such a young junior sister, he was still happy. The senior uncle had been too deserted these years, and it was nice to have a charming and lovely disciple by his side. He stretched out his hand to take it The teacup was drained in one gulp.

Then she took out a magic weapon from the storage space and handed it to her. Bai Jiaojiao glanced at her master and saw that the master nodded, and she quickly took the magic weapon.

"Jiaojiao thanked Senior Brother."

After that, they offered tea to the elders one by one. Speaking of which, these elders were all of the same generation as the suzerain, so Bai Jiaojiao suddenly had many senior brothers and sisters.

After the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, Bai Jiaojiao followed her master back to Tingxue Palace.

After getting off the sword, Yan Yunqing brought Bai Jiaojiao into the gazebo.

"Now that you and I have become masters and apprentices, Master wants to tell you something."

"From tomorrow onwards, Master will teach you how to practice every day. You have to be prepared. The journey of cultivating immortals has always been against the sky, fighting against the sky. Only when you are strong enough can you overcome all difficulties and obstacles and achieve your own way. "

"Yes, disciple, please remember, thank you for your teaching, Master."

Seeing the little disciple's well-behaved appearance, Yan Yunqing heaved a sigh of relief while being satisfied.

After all, it was his first time as a master, he was afraid that if he did something wrong, the little flower demon would be wronged.

In the days that followed, Bai Jiaojiao was in pain and happiness.

Every morning, I have to swing the sword 5000 times, and I can't bring spiritual power. I couldn't lift the sword not long after the beginning, but I was able to finish it easily.

Then there is meditation practice and familiarity with all kinds of common sense in the world of cultivating immortals, such as the various effects and shapes of spirit herbs, as well as the characteristics and weaknesses of spirit beasts.

Although the cultivation was very hard, the improvement of her cultivation base and her stronger physique made her very happy.

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Cultivation has no time.

Five years passed in a flash.

The inside of Tingxue Palace is still the same, but the small objects added here and there make it feel more homely.

On the hammock beside the bamboo forest lay a young girl in white clothes, her brows were slightly frowned as if she was worried about something, her red lips were slightly pouty, her blue hair was loosely fixed behind her head, and she fell mischievously in the air With the breeze in the leisurely drifting.

"Little Baozi, you said it's been five years, why isn't Master still enlightened?"

[Uh, the little bun is helpless, the favorability value has been growing slowly in the past few years, and it is only 56% now, or the host will directly overlord and throw the big villain down! ! 】

Little Baozi came up with bad ideas wretchedly. These years, Xiao Baozi has nothing to do and reads novels in the system space all day long, and he has become a yellow boy.

Hearing Xiao Baozi's bad idea, Bai Jiaojiao seriously began to think about whether it was feasible, whether she was too conservative, and the closest thing she has to do with Master now is to hug occasionally.

Fortunately, there is no taboo on master-apprentice relationship in this plane, and it is common for masters and apprentices to be together, otherwise she would not have worshiped a master in the first place.

It's just that the more time passed, the less confident she became. After so many years, she didn't even count as 60% likes, so she was really anxious.

What Yan Yunqing saw at this time was a picture of a young girl frowning and thinking. He couldn't help but stay where he was and couldn't bear to be disturbed. With the company of the little flower demon apprentice these years, life has indeed been enriched a little, and he likes it very much.

It's just that recently, the figure of his apprentice always appears in his mind, even in dreams, sometimes he can't escape.

As for what happened in the dream, Yan Yunqing felt ashamed to face her apprentice.

He's just a little cooler but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand anything. He knows that if this kind of emotion is not controlled, there will be endless troubles.

Thinking about going back to the room and picking up a brush to write something.

If you look carefully, you will be able to see that this is a Qingxin Sutra, and there is a thick stack of copied ones on the table, which shows that the person who wrote it has been in a state of confusion for a long time.