Cultivation card draw NPC

Yan Yiyun firmly planted the blade on the snow, grasped the hilt with both hands so as not to be blown away, like a waving black flag, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing that the blizzard came and went quickly, she stood up, raised her wrist, raised her sword and practiced again.

but……

She couldn't help but look over curiously.

I always feel that the atmosphere between the master and apprentice is weird.

hey.

She laughed and threw out a happy sword flower.

GayGay.

They stood there for a long time, what were they thinking?

Chai Jingyan: "No."

He was thinking of Xie Lingtan, who has a calm temperament and practiced hard. After obtaining Nilin, his realm improved faster and faster, and he was included in the sect, which is beneficial to purifying spiritual things without any harm.

Since Yan Yiyun took in an apprentice because of Yan Yiyun's treatment of the mermaid, it seems that there is nothing wrong with taking another one?

It’s just that for some reason, the scene of the purple-haired monk stuffing sugar into the little apprentice can’t get rid of it in his mind——

He counted a hundred reasons to say yes, but because of a faint feeling, he couldn't say that word of promise.

"What you said is not unreasonable, but you need to be cautious about accepting apprentices. I have to think about it."

Jiang Qinfeng blinked and asked, "How long have you been thinking about it?"

Waiting for Brother Xie to respectfully call him Brother Jiang!

Chai Jingyan: "..."

Maybe forever.

Seeing the little apprentice's anticipation, longing and indifference, he hesitated to speak.

He tried his best to restore his clear mind, but he struggled so painfully again.

"I have something important to do as a teacher. You and Junior Sister Yan will practice for another hour and leave on your own."

The master left the words lightly, flicked his sleeves and took a step, his figure disappeared into the boundless snow.

Jiang Qinfeng watched him disappear, but turned to Yan Yiyun helplessly.

"Junior Sister Yan, has Master discovered anything in you over the years?"

Yan Yiyun: "Hmm, junior sister"

"Oh, sister Yan, please answer my question."

He doesn't argue with the young lady, and his tone is soft, very cute.

"Master didn't find anything on me. It's probably consistent with what Brother Xie said. It has something to do with the ancient auspicious beast? I smoked it. I met the Nirvana Divine Phoenix and got the first phoenix feather it gave birth to, which was integrated into the Celestial Girl Bow. , to increase attack power."

Seeing his strange expression, Yan Yiyun thought to herself that she was a single seedling, but it is normal for her to fight for favor, so it is normal to feel uncomfortable, and added:

"However... Master still loves you the most. All these years, he only taught me to improve my state and quickly accept spirits. My spiritual roots clashed with him, so naturally I can't compare to your similar spiritual roots."

Jiang Qinfeng understood the kindness and comfort in her tone, and raised his eyebrows:

"Thank you, Sister Yan, I'm not that sad."

The implication is that he was wronged, confused and unwilling.

No matter how cheerful and sunny a person is, his heart is also made of flesh. It is not stone, let alone steel.

Jiang Qinfeng activated the plum blossom jade pendant a thousand times, and knocked on the gate of the fairyland a thousand times.

But there was no reply, and the door was closed tightly.

Fortunately, beside him is the reliable and prudent Xie Lingtan, Gongsun Ying who is cold outside and hot inside, Xu Xiaofeng who fights and fights every day, and three spiritual pets who jump up and down every day, and Jiang Youlin who is far away in Linjiang sends greetings from time to time.

So Jiang Qinfeng thought that it was precisely because Master stayed on the top of the fairyland alone, living too purely and closed, that he was so at a loss and closed his heart in the face of emotion.

There are many other good things in this world.

If possible, he would like to take them to the top of fairyland.

Not one person, not two people, but many people, the world is big, the life is warm and dazzling, and he believes that Master is worth it.

He hoped that Yan Yiyun could adapt well to the climatic conditions at the top of the fairyland, and Xie Lingtan was such a good person that he could come in—

In this way, Master may not be so lonely, and he will not like himself so much.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinfeng said seriously to the shivering sister Yan: "Do you know that you have to fight the cold?"

Yan Yiyun: "Oh."

The two practiced for a while, Yan Yiyun was as enlightened as a single mother, she had to go back to take care of the panda named Man Man, and took a little time to finish the get out of class. After exactly an hour, she took out the talisman paper and prepared to send it out of the country.

The talisman paper is thin and light. Compared with Jiang Qinfeng's plum blossom jade pendant, calling it simple and low-key is a bit exaggerated.

Yan Yiyun asked: "Aren't you leaving?"

The two of them are like elementary school students who pack up their schoolbags and leave after school.

Jiang Qinfeng slapped his head: "Twelve is still making out with Xuetuan in the Bingpo Tower, I'm going back to find it, you go out and rest first!"

Yan Yiyun sighed: "What are you taking a rest for, why don't you go back and shovel shit for the national treasure?"

"national treasure?"

"Oh, Manman's name is National Treasure, Yan National Treasure, that's good, do you understand?"

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

He understands, he understands everything.

Jiang Qinfeng returned to the Bingpo Tower, wrinkled the tip of his nose, and smelled a mellow aroma of wine.

This wine contains a very strong aura, absolutely extraordinary.

On the top of the fairyland, there has always been only Mei Xiangxue, who is drinking?

Searching for the scent of wine, he went up to the third floor and stopped in front of the door made of cold white fir.

It was Chai Jingyan's room.

He hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered.

"Master?"

Chai Jingyan was lying on the table, with blue hair like a waterfall, only a lotus root-like arm protruding from the golden-rimmed white sleeve, with clear white fingers, grasping a small wine glass, the wine in the glass was clear.

On the edge of falling and not falling.

Jiang Qinfeng had never seen him like this before, but he became vigilant and carefully looked at the situation in the room.

The bed didn't fit.

He felt that the unusually gorgeous Babu bed was very familiar...

This is the bed he lay on when he was recovering from his injuries.

Chai Jingyan once said that the bed was filthy with blood and the bedding and pillows on it were destroyed. Now it seems that this is not the case.

The golden gauze curtain moves slightly, the silver hook draws gold, and the treasure cover is embossed, reminding people of that wonderful night of love.

The strange thing is that the emotion clearly brings the two of them closer together, but unexpectedly, they are now more and more separated.

Jiang Qinfeng walked up to him suspiciously, not understanding why the well-behaved master drank alcohol.

He slightly parted the hair and stared at it for a moment, feeling very strange in his heart.

Is there any wine in this world that can make Chai Jingyan drunk?

"Master, master? Why are you drinking alcohol? You shouldn't be drunk, right?"

He pushed him lightly.

Chai Jingyan raised his head in a daze, looked up at his little apprentice, his eyes shook like jade liquid pouring into a cup, and even two earrings were flushed.

"Xiao, Xiaofeng..."

Jiang Qinfeng took the opportunity to glance at the wine on the table.

This wine is clear and clear without the slightest impurity. It contains infinite spiritual energy and strong aroma. If you taste it carefully, it has the taste of thousand-year-old ginseng, deep-sea giant oyster, and long-branched angelica. , The aura is fragrant, and one smells it closely, which makes people dizzy.

He quickly held his breath, not to be disturbed by it.

The name of this wine is Jiudan Jinye, and it is an item card he drew in the system. He gave it to his master as a gift during Chinese New Year.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng..."

Seeing that Jiang Qinfeng was really Jiang Qinfeng, Chai Jingyan stood up propped up on the table and looked at him, his little apprentice, in a daze.

Jiang Qinfeng was helpless: "Master, you drank so much wine, aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"

Chai Jingyan: "I want to get drunk."

He has a calm expression, clear enunciation, and good manners, which are good habits left over from when he was the young master of the Chai family thousands of years ago.

This is clearly not drunk at all.

Jiang Qinfeng: "Master has a high level of cultivation, so he won't get drunk."

Chai Jingyan shook his head: "I'm drunk."

Jiang Qinfeng thought it was a bit funny, he was always drunk and called himself not drunk, how could he be so sober and say he was drunk?

"Stop it--"

He wanted to take the wine glass from Chai Jingyan's hand, but he was caught by the wrist instead.

With a whirling sound and an exclamation, the little apprentice fell into the arms of the master like a light snowflake.

Locked in his arms, Jiang Qinfeng felt an astonishing burning sensation, ashamed and angry:

"Master, let go!"

"Why do you want to release it? Can't you do what you want when you are drunk?"

Chai Jingyan gently caressed the little apprentice's chin, lips and cheeks with his fingers, probing and groping.

His fingertips are cold, with the coolness of ice and snow, walking on the boundary between uprightness and immorality, trembling with the blade that is full of prestige and unethical.

"Xiaofeng, do you treat me with..."

The hot air between the lips and teeth was mixed with the aroma of wine, and it was astonishingly hot.

It is as clear as a viburnum blooming lightly, and as thick as a heavy shackle.

Jiang Qinfeng was surprisingly calm: "I won't—"

"Grievance?"

"It won't be good."

Chai Jingyan picked him up and walked towards the bed.

Jiang Qinfeng: "????"

shit.

Can you do it again?

The bed is covered with snow-covered blue silk, filled with extremely soft silk cotton, and stepping into it is as comfortable as lying down in the clouds.

"Master, stop, stop, understand?"

Jiang Qinfeng looked at the man on his body, his patience was at the limit, he spread his five fingers, and was about to summon the Spiritual Sword——

"Damp eyes, red nose, such a strong wind, such a heavy snow, can't stop you? Why do you insist on chasing me? You know, that blizzard that suppressed emotion took me Most of the mind, just one look, one look, I, I, can't stand it..."

He looked painful, as if he was cutting his own heart, enduring great suffering.

The blue light flickering in the black eyes is indeed a sign of emotion.

He said: "As a teacher... I can't restrain myself."

At that moment, his long radiance flowed, and it was instantly silvery white, as if blessed by the moonlight, spreading down, entangled with silver silk cobwebs, covering the whole body, preventing the little apprentice from escaping.

Jiang Qinfeng was stunned by these words.

So shouldn't he go to Chai Jingyan that day?

Chai Jingyan bent down, with silver hair slanted on his shoulders, as if he wanted to say something, but it seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Those few words were too heavy and obscure for him, for his apprentice, and for a man.

He has stayed away from women, and has been ignorant of love for thousands of years. Once he is tempted, the object is his apprentice——

Full of affection, I don't know if it is good.

Right now, the little apprentice's eyes were moistened and his lips were vermilion, the mist was misty, and his snow-white face was flushed, as if rouge had been applied.

The long eyebrows are even juan, and the slight look is slender.

The color imparts the soul, and the heart is happy.

He never knew beauty could be so alluring.

"don't want--"

He dropped a kiss, Jiang Qinfeng dodged fiercely.

Master Zu laughed softly, tenderly.

He always thought the little apprentice's eyes were beautiful, black and clear, like clear spring water, like shining stars.

When the mind is moved, it is difficult to hold on to it.

If you cut your soul and shake your soul, you will be unrestrained.

Acting recklessly while drunk, he couldn't help but lower his head, licking the densely curled eyelashes.

Humidity and heat streaked across the small fan-like eyelashes, itching.

Jiang Qinfeng barely opened his eyes, his eyelids were warm.

"Master..."

"brush!!"

But in the next second, the Spiritual Heart Sword came out of its sheath, and the strong wind blew up, cutting his robe to shreds.

The young monk's eyes were as fierce as fire, and his voice as frozen as ice.

Jiang Qinfeng gritted his teeth: "Master, if you continue like this, you will regret it."