After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Xiao Yunyi left, walking quietly alone.

When Feng Yunxiu came to visit after finishing her errands, the yard was empty and the bed had been cold for a long time.

He didn't even take the medicine that was specially brought to him to remove the punishment thunder. He only took away the uniform of a disciple of the Inviting Moon Peak and the Star Sword that had never been taken back.

Feng Yunxiu sighed, shook his head and returned to the sect, reporting the matter to Xie Qingyun.

"If you don't want it, then don't. If he is willing to suffer the pain of being burned by thunder and lightning day and night, let him suffer it."

The woman's expression was indifferent, showing no emotion or anger.

Feng Yunxiu looked towards her and saw the new disciple Lou Xingzhou who was practicing swordplay in the flower field.

The man had very gentle long pink hair, which was braided into a loose fishbone braid and tied around his neck for the convenience of sword practice.

He wore a blue and white shirt with wide sleeves. Every time the long sword danced, the wide white cuffs would flutter softly like white clouds.

His facial features are very three-dimensional, and any profile looks like a landscape painting by a famous artist.

Her eyebrows are as dark as high peaks, her eyes are like clear springs reflecting the clear sky, her lips are like the color of peach blossoms dripping with tears, and her posture is as tall and straight as a bamboo or pine tree.

Every move shows the flowing clouds and flowing water, and every smile is full of the tranquility of time.

The man was extremely handsome, but his overall temperament made him a pleasure to look at and made him unable to feel any jealousy.

Seeing the man's eyes, Feng Yunxiu gave a junior salute.

"Uncle Xingzhou."

The man nodded, looked away, and practiced his sword again.

He shuttled through the rain of flowers in the sky. It was originally a killing move, but under his hands, it took on the beauty of the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the world.

Feng Yunxiu felt that Xiao Yunyi did not lose unfairly. This Lou Xingzhou was indeed better than Xiao Yunyi in terms of character, temperament and talent.

Feng Yunxiu resigned respectfully, and in her heart she could only wish Xiao Yunyi a new start after leaving Wentian Sect.

Rain started to fall from the sky. After Lou Xingzhou finished his movement, he turned his left hand over and walked over with his sword behind his back and an oil-paper umbrella.

"Master, please go back first, I will practice for a while."

He held the umbrella transformed from fairy lotus leaves into the woman's hand and showed a hearty and considerate smile.

The woman raised her head and caressed his temples, hid the loose hair in the braid, her eyes were gleaming with microwaves, and she asked softly:

"You have been practicing for so long, are you tired?"

"Not tired."

Lou Xingzhou held Wei Liang's hand and persuaded her to go back with a smile.

Cultivation is all about going against nature, so why not be tired?

He just wants to try his best to catch up with her and stay with her forever.

"Xingzhou, go back when you are tired. Cultivation does not happen overnight. Don't rush for quick success, otherwise it will be counterproductive."

After giving the instructions, Xie Qingyun held an umbrella and left leisurely.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared from the courtyard gate that Lou Xingzhou withdrew his gaze and continued to dance his sword.

When practicing swordsmanship, you need to be focused, have a calm mind, do it in one breath, and have a firm will in order to practice your own swordsmanship.

The lotus emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes the clear ripples without being demonic, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches.

Lou Xingzhou's sword intent is the same as his own, proud and unsullied, untainted by dust, unique in charm, and carrying a sense of purity that is the purest between heaven and earth.

It is different from Si Yuchen's fierceness and indestructibility, but also different from Xie Qingyun's free will.

Just like when encountering cold and turbid air, the purity of Lou Xingzhou's sword will automatically avoid the turbid air, creating a scene as distinct but harmonious as a yin and yang fish.

The fierceness of Si Yuchen's sword will cause the turbid energy to suddenly burn up, making water and fire incompatible.

Xie Qingyun's sword will be divided into countless parts at will, as if it is one body.

Perhaps because the plant itself is a plant, Lou Xingzhou likes Xie Qingjun’s vibrant yard very much, and even more so the colorful fallen flowers in the flower fields and forests.

Not a single petal was broken under his sword.

"gorgeous!"

Lou Xingzhou sighed at the flowers.

Xie Qingyun sighed.

*

The residence registered by Lou Xingzhou in the Affairs Pavilion is No. 1 Disciple Courtyard of Wangyue Pavilion, but in fact he lives with Xie Qingyun.

The wind was very cold at night. After making the bed, he took off his coat and lay down in it.

When Xie Qingyun washed up and returned to the house, her hair was loosened, and the quilt was warm.

At this time, the man opened a corner of the quilt, with a smile on his lips and a warm light in his eyes.

"Master, it's ready."

There is rarely any ambiguity in the movements he makes. Everything is fresh and natural, making people feel very comfortable.

Xie Qingyun lay down and rested on the man's arm. Pink and snow-white mixed into a gradient color. Their eyes met each other. Between the silver-gray and blue-white jade, they were all filled with silent affection.

They hugged each other and slept peacefully until dawn.

Lou Xingzhou was about to make a breakthrough and his training tasks were heavy. Xie Qingyun forbade him from cooking anymore and took him to the elders' dining hall to eat on weekdays.

There is nothing unforgettable between them, only the plainness and warmth of a steady flow.

After he stopped thinking about the word "Ayun", Lou Xingzhou's mood became brighter.

the other side.

Xie Changgeng seems to be used to the excitement of being imprisoned in a secret room and being an underground lover.

Xie Qingyun would accompany Lou Xingzhou at night, and would only visit him in the secret room intermittently in the afternoon.

Xie Changgeng only wore a pair of obscene trousers, and then a bright red robe, exposing his seductive collarbones, strong chest, and clear mermaid lines.

When breathing, the rise and fall of the chest and abdomen can be clearly seen, and even the pair of gems become sparkling.

"Rumble--"

The stone door opens.

He strode forward quickly, grabbed the woman's slender waist and slammed her into him, biting her earlobe in a mute voice and whispered:

"Master, I miss you so much..."

He still doesn't know the woman's name.

He originally didn't want to call her Master, he wanted to call her name affectionately.

But after sinking again and again, he gradually realized the pleasure of calling his master the pleasure of offending his superiors and deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.

It's really wonderful and makes him appreciate the taste!

With fair and delicate hands on his shoulders, the woman looked at him coldly, her silver eyes so deep that it was impossible to escape.

"Chang Geng——"

It was obviously a normal, even indifferent call, but why did it sound so sentimental when it came out of her mouth?

This is something Xie Changgeng still can't understand.

"Have you mastered all the mental techniques my teacher taught you?"

Xie Changgeng's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were locked tightly on the woman's soft and pink lips. He wanted to kiss her immediately, and then devour her!

"Disciple got together."

His voice became hoarse and his eyes became darker.

Master said that "The Secret Book of Yin and Yang Acacia" is a dual cultivation method, so should we start it?

The woman's slightly cold fingertips went all the way down Xie Changgeng's Adam's apple, chest, and abdominal line. He used the mental techniques the woman taught him and felt the blood all over his body boiling and screaming crazily.

The heat fell straight down, and the heat rushed to my head.

He groaned, with only one thought left in his consciousness.