Master regards me as the way of heaven

"Brother, can you tell me about your master?" Ye Zhiqiu has been concentrating on alchemy under Jiang Chu's eyes for the past few months, but he found that the third-tier alchemist is not too far away from him. People can still tell anecdotes about the meeting, such as his mysterious master, isn't it just a legend in his heart.

The censer on the table is filled with incense and mist. Unlike Ye Zhiqiu’s residence, Jiang Chu’s place can only be regarded as an occasional place to stay, but it is carefully arranged with the atmosphere of a book of ordinary people and scholars. The scrolls of splashed ink landscape paintings on the wall are dragged to the ground, and placed on the ancient shelf. The bamboo slips are neat and tidy, and whenever the breeze blows outside the window, the bookmark tassels of different colors sway gently, but it is also suitable for movement and movement, which is very beautiful.

Although Jiang Chu has become more talkative now, the two still pay great attention to status and manners when they get along. At this time, they are also sitting in front of the case holding a roll of bamboo slips, and only slightly raised their eyes to look at the person sitting on the futon. Ye Zhiqiu said, "What does your master look like in your heart?"

Ye Zhiqiu put away a stack of rice paper on the small table in front of him, on which Jiang Chu's homework was densely written, he straightened the paper, picked it up, patted his chin, and said, "I thought it should be the master and the others Like the elders, with long beards and majesty, the temperament should be cooler, after all, he has cultivated the way of ruthlessness, and what's more, it is somewhat similar to the quiet appearance of the senior brothers at the moment."

"When will I not be quiet?" Jiang Chu put down the bamboo slips, but Ye Zhiqiu laughed when he raised his chin. His brows were frowned, and there was no cold voice. "I don't know where these stereotypes come from , how can the master's talent be compared with others, junior brother, you still maintain such an appearance when you established the foundation when you were young, how can the master appear old."

"Brother, what do you mean, the sect master and the others deliberately turned into old people?" Ye Zhiqiu became a little interested, and it turned out that he really took things for granted.

Jiang Chu coughed twice, got up and walked to Ye Zhiqiu's side, pulled out the stack of papers from his hand, saw that he was sitting unsteadily and fell forward because of his ecstasy, and his expression was a little unrestrained: "If Master knows that you are also a It’s easy to listen to gossip, I’m afraid I’m going to get annoyed again.”

Ye Zhiqiu pursed his lips, glared at the man, slapped the ground with his palm, and turned around to grab the stack of rice paper by surprise. The two of them went back and forth and went through dozens of moves, but neither of them used their spiritual power. , just like that mortal chivalrous man, who only fights with fists and kicks, Ye Zhiqiu slaps the opponent's left arm in front of him, quickly presses down, and raises his brow: "Who is easy to listen to gossip, brother?"

Jiang Chu stepped back hard, pulled back a little distance, took out a jade tablet from his bosom, and threw it at Ye Zhiqiu. Once he stood firm, he said with an aloof posture, "Senior brother, I'm not a good listener to gossip. Instead, classify and summarize the gossip, so that it can be used, if the younger brother goes down the mountain in the future and holds this jade tablet, he can sit in my first-class building without charging any money."

"Yipinlou..." Ye Zhiqiu forgot to take advantage of the victory when he first heard this place. This was not a place he could afford to go casually in his previous life. He had to pay some threshold fees just to pass the threshold. His senior brother is actually good at spying on people, but based on the relationship between the two of them in the sect, this person doesn't seem to be able to put on a low profile. It seems that Jiang Chu is still a high-level person.

Jiang Chu looked down at Ye Zhiqiu's answer sheet, looked at each and threw it away, but the paper turned into aura and dispersed. He looked like a teacher, but what he said had nothing to do with the answer sheet: "Today, let's satisfy your curiosity. , some people seem to have practiced for thousands of years, but they are really young. Brother also said that you are as lost as the elder brother's love. You didn't realize it, and after only a few days of hard work, you devoted yourself to the study of alchemy. "

"Occupational diseases, there must be a degree," Ye Zhiqiu raised his hand as a salute, and said, "Brother, I am young and simple-minded. I am afraid that I can't let my brother get rid of his addiction to spying on information. I have bothered my brother for a long time today, so I will resign."

"I haven't commented on your answer yet!" Jiang Chu hurriedly stopped when he saw him turn around and leave.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't turn around either, he only waved his hands with his back to Jiang Chu, and said, "If you can see what's wrong, you wouldn't be talking like this a long time ago."

If people are used to a kind of waiting, this kind of waiting will not touch the heartstrings from time to time. It's not that he is not there, but there is always a long life to look forward to, and Ye Zhiqiu has gone through two lives, what can't be seen through, can't wait .

See or not, he is willing to give him a deadline, and he just walks towards this deadline step by step.

One year, under the eyes of everyone questioning Ye Zhiqiu, he leaped over the ranks to refine the low-grade elixir of the Xuan rank. Only light can achieve success.

For two years, Ye Zhiqiu's Dao heart was stable, he did not seek quick results, and under the eyes of everyone who was even more puzzled, he insisted on retreating and enlightening. He was only eighteen years old and had already achieved the middle stage of foundation establishment. Senior brother can be compared with him, at this time even those people who talk badly don't talk much anymore, no matter in cultivation or alchemy, Ye Zhiqiu is already a role model for Yun Zhongfeng's disciples, no matter how anyone guesses and judges, he Ye Zhiqiu has his own pace.

Three years, today.

Ye Zhiqiu was sitting with all his disciples on the seats waiting for the alchemy test, listening to the opening speech that was the same as two years ago, feeling in his heart that if he hadn't passed the first level, this set of opening speech would have to be listened to eight times. Second-rate.

Jiang Chu is now the highest seniority in Yun Zhongfeng, so naturally he had to make the opening remarks. Ye Zhiqiu saw his solemn expression, but he could see the lifelessness behind the cold mask of the other party. The sect has taught me for three years, even when I was in retreat, I didn't go down the mountain. As a senior brother, I have done my duty, but as a person who is used to traveling around, I am really wronged.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the other party was making a wink, and as soon as the voice stopped, he immediately interrupted Zhang Xuanhe and others who were eager to chat with Jiang Chu, and walked to the place where the fire in Danshi was the hottest. Panlong Pill Stove.

The rest of the disciples followed immediately and put out their alchemy furnaces one by one, and the assessment was counted as the beginning.

Ye Zhiqiu took over the distributed spirit plants. This time, the third-level alchemist was going to refine the Xuan-rank Great Return Pill. Within six hours, he could refine five top-grade pills with limited spirit plants. Lay them out neatly, classify them with one hand, and lift them one by one with spiritual energy to refine them with the other hand.

Leading the spirit with plain hands, waving the slender arms, after sending the refined spirit liquid into the alchemy furnace, clasping his hands in front of his body to form a seal quickly, he has already sent hundreds of magic seals to the alchemy furnace, the alchemy furnace rotates, and the dragon is on the ground fire Under the shroud, it is lifelike, with bright eyes and red eyes, as if it is about to take off.

Ye Zhiqiu made a formula with one hand and sank from the forehead to the dantian, and volleyed Qingwu with the other hand to continuously inject spiritual power into the ground fire to adjust.

In the blink of an eye, it had been four hours since the hourglass, and he just restrained his spiritual energy, and when the ground fire was completely extinguished, the elixir was ready.

With his right hand, he held up the tray that was uniformly used for holding it, and with his left hand turned over, he sent seven Great Return Pills brimming with aura to the tray, and he greeted them with distasteful demeanor amidst the amazed or envious eyes of all the disciples. Jiang Chu presented the elixir.

Jiang Chu couldn't help showing some approval. The slight change in the corners of his eyes and brows that indicated joy did not escape Ye Zhiqiu's eyes at all. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu deliberately avoiding his gaze and smiling silently, Jiang Chu coughed lightly and held back With a smile, he announced loudly: "Ye Zhiqiu, a third-rank alchemist."

Ye Zhiqiu put away the Great Returning Pill, and when he stepped out of the pill room, he just received a voice transmission from Jiang Chu: "Senior brother, I am finally freed, little junior brother, you go back and wait for me to finish the matter here, there are still important things to do." You explain."

Is this telling him not to run around?

Forget it, if he went to the main hall right away, he would look too ostentatious.

He walked towards his residence with ease, still thinking about what he would say when he saw that person. Three years after three years, in the last three years, what the person saw was his grown-up self, and in this three years, Although the appearance has not changed, presumably there will be some differences in the heart, maybe, you will feel that you are better.

"I met Master Ye."

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyes and looked at the strange man standing outside his door. He was dressed in blue, which was Ling Yunfeng's attire. He hadn't seen Ye You in the same blue clothes for a long time. The two of them didn't know why. After Zun’s confinement, I went to retreat to practice, even if I saw each other occasionally, Ye Zhiqiu was also anxious to go to Jiang Chu to study. Counting the number of times the two met in the past three years, there were only a handful of times, but it was only three years. For monks, it was just a flick of a finger.

"Who are you? But there is something to pass on from Ling Yunfeng?" Ye Zhiqiu was in a good mood today, and treated this unfamiliar student of the Xuan family with a patient and gentle tone.

"Yes... something happened to Uncle Qingyou, yes, it is a matter of life and death. This disciple knows that you and uncle have always been on good terms, so I ask Uncle Ye to help."

The shady side of the main peak of the outer gate is covered with bamboo forests, and the mountain road is rugged and winding, forming a landscape with few people and mixed vegetation.The autumn wind is cool, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and the warm yellow light that is approaching sunset is mottled on Ye Zhiqiu's face, as if casting one after another of mixed shadows.

It was inconvenient to control the sword in the bamboo grove, he walked forward quickly and "creaked" the dead leaves on the ground, and the traces of his spiritual sense always passed by in a flash, making it difficult to catch.There was another weak demonic breath across the bamboo forest. Ye Zhiqiu slashed with his sword, and the bamboo forest that blocked his sight fell down instantly. , where is your accomplice?"

The monster laughed strangely, stretched out a withered finger to the west, biting a few words indistinctly: "Eat, delicious..."

"Bastard!" Ye Zhiqiu tightened his grip on its neck, his eyes blazed with anger, and was about to get rid of this evil thing, when suddenly several meridians were blocked, and he loosened his hand before he could see who was coming. Whoever it was was taken away from the bamboo forest.

This person moved so fast that even Ye Zhiqiu, who was taken away for no reason, couldn't see his face clearly. He could only land firmly on the ground for a moment, and blamed him: "Do you know that you missed my important matter, I am Yun Zhongfeng Elder Dan Yunzi personally passed it on to his disciples, so hurry up and untie it!"

"Do you think of Dan Yunzi every time like this?"

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

#Three Years Flick of the Fingers#

Ye Zhiqiu: Three years and three years, another three years will be ten years, boss!

The author whispered bb: It is stipulated that those under the age of 18 are not allowed to fall in love, silly boy!

Ye Zhiqiu: Didn’t I follow the career line of suffering after a broken relationship, punching scoundrels from all over the world, and kicking monsters from all over the world?

Author: Master Caring for Empty Nests, there will be no next three years, believe me!

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#My One Leaf Friend#

Jiang Chu: Junior brother is lively, like a fire on an ice field.

Reporter: It's being recorded.

Jiang Chu: Ye Zhiqiu likes to fight and hate people, he is definitely a violent person.

Ye You: Zhiqiu, gentle, kind and patient, too clean...

Reporter: It's being recorded.

Ye You: She is my best friend (/≧▽≦/)

Rong Yu: Baby.

Reporter: (shame) It's being recorded.

Spokesperson of Yunzhongfeng Group gf: Only the word "baby" is here.