[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Xiao Yijing personally welcomed the members of Wan Jianzong into the mountain gate.

In fact, with Xiao Yijing's identity, even if Tianhuamen was rude first, he really didn't have to do this.But when he talked and laughed at Yan Yan, his expression didn't look any different, on the contrary, he looked like he was enjoying it.

Surprisingly, Mo Yu is notoriously cold-tempered and has a strange temper. If he doesn't want to talk to anyone, he won't say a word even if you say it.Xiao Yijing didn't speak much, but every sentence received a response.

Xuan, Yu, Tai, Xuan, Shi, Uncle, Zu, Jing, Ran, Da, Li, He, it!

On the way to Tianhuamen, where there is no Mu Xuanying, the disciples of Jianzong who have been frozen all the way said that the differential treatment is too obvious.Even though they were muttering in their hearts, they couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen carefully when Xiao Yijing spoke.

If Mo Yu's system is still there, under the system's interface, Xiao Yijing's attributes must be——[With a halo, full-level personality charm] Mo Yu's eyes are almost scrutinizing.

Although that crazy old man—Dan Chenzi's behavior was absurd and uninhibited, and Mo Yu owed Mo Yu to draw his sword to attack him, but Mo Yu's attitude towards that old man was cautious.

Mu Xuanying, who made Dan Chenzi tempted and wanted to be deceived, could it be that Xiao Yijing wasn't tempted?

Immortal cultivators, in addition to pursuing their own way and ascending to immortality, also attach great importance to the inheritance of Taoism.In this world, how many people can't find a good apprentice.

The road of sword repair is not easy, the killing will never stop, and even the nine heavenly catastrophes will usher in the future.Mo Yu didn't care, but if these things fell on Mu Xuanying, he felt that his family Mao Mao was not suitable for them.

In the future, if anyone is against Mu Xuanying, he will kill him.As an older brother, he is still alive, so he will definitely not let Mu Xuanying suffer any grievances.

To be a alchemist, there are countless monks crying and begging him, and in the future, the catastrophe will be weaker than the Buddha cultivator...

Mo Yu's eyes dimmed, Mao Mao was still young, before the foundation was established, he still had time to check this Xiao Yijing.

But at this time, outside the mountain gate, a boy in green clothes appeared silently in front of Xia Qi. He looked about ten years old, with delicate features but no expression like a clay puppet.The pitch-black eyes moved, and he looked at Xia Qi indifferently, and said calmly: "Junior Sister, Master wants to see you, immediately."

Xia Qi's beautiful face froze, and the color of her lips suddenly turned pale, but soon, she bit her lower lip and whispered: "Daddy, he... well, I understand." There was a hint of frustration in her tone, as if The child who accidentally got into trouble.Only the hands in the sleeves were clenched tightly, and the cardamom-painted nails were deeply embedded in the palms.

The boy in Tsing Yi took a fixed look at Xia Qi.

Xia Qi raised the corners of his lips, showing a flattering smile, and whispered: "Eldest brother, I really know I was wrong."

The boy in Tsing Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, making a vague gesture of laughing, but the arc on the corners of his lips was too rigid, which seemed a bit sarcasm.He looked away, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes fell on Xue Lin, and said: "My master knows what happened just now, Junior Brother Xue helped me out, the Tianfu Pagoda is grateful, Junior Brother Xue can send the Jiangshan Fan to Tianfu Restoration in the tower."

The boy in Tsing Yi stretched out his hands from his sleeves, holding a red sandalwood box on his white palm, he said: "This is a gift from my teacher to Junior Brother Xue, I hope Junior Brother Xue will not dislike it."

Xue Lin was startled for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You don't have to be like this, brothers and sisters of the same sect, this is what Xue Lin should do, talking about the word 'thank you' is too extravagant."

The boy in Tsing Yi nodded lightly, and didn't try to persuade him anymore, he just took back the wooden box and said: "If I invite my younger brother to have a small gathering in the future, I hope my younger brother won't refuse."

Xue Lin nodded with a calm expression.

Among the six pagodas of Tianhua Gate, the one with the deepest foundation is probably the Tianfu Pagoda, and the Tianxiang Pagoda that was under the control of Xiao Pagoda's master just now.

Xia Wenwen, the master of Tianfu Pagoda, is one of the few masters in the world of comprehension who can forge immortal weapons, and there are countless monks who visit him every year.Xue Lin naturally knew that the one who could be offered as a gift by Master Shata must not be ordinary.However, as a direct disciple of the head of the sect, it is his duty to protect his fellow sects, so there is no need to thank him.

Compared with thanking the gift, he is more interested in this senior who always lives reclusively.

This boy in Tsing Yi is none other than Xia Yi, the eldest disciple of Master Xiata, who has transformed himself into a god.The reason why he maintains this appearance is said to be due to his insanity when he entered the Nascent Soul Stage.

But after that, instead of slowing down, his cultivation speed became faster.Xue Lin is of the same generation as Xia Yi, and he is also a genius that everyone envies, but he is a whole realm behind this little senior brother.

Xia Yi was already a cultivator in the Transformation Stage 100 years ago.

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In the early morning of the next day, Mo Yu woke up.

He first glanced at Mu Xuanying, who was drowsily asleep in his arms, with saliva dripping down his chest involuntarily. The soft belly was exposed from the corner of the clothes.

Mu Xuanying was sleeping soundly, but Mo Yu's insignificant harassment only made him "hum" twice, turned over, hugged the pillow that was supposed to be a good pillow, and continued to sleep.

The weight on the chest was automatically removed, Mo Yu then sat up, tucked the quilt for Mu Xuanying, and got up to get dressed.

The heat source around him disappeared, although Mu Xuanying didn't feel cold, but after rubbing against the pillow for a while, he found that the texture was not right, and he still woke up.

Rubbing her eyes in a daze, Mu Xuanying sat up and subconsciously looked for Mo Yu's figure.

The light of dawn, through the window lattice, slantedly illuminated the whole room.

The person he was looking for was standing by the window, and the warm sunlight cast a faint golden halo on his body, as beautiful as a fine ink painting.

Today's Mo Yu was wearing a white sleeveless gown, the inner shirt was dark red arrow sleeves, white fur rolled around the collar, and a black metal belt was tied around his waist.Snow-colored hair hangs straight down to her waist. Compared with yesterday's white clothes, which was as cold and indifferent as otherworldly fireworks, Mo Yu dressed like this is even sharper.

Mu Xuanying was stunned, if it wasn't for the white hair that was more snowy and the dark red shirt buttoned up to his chin, he would almost have thought that he saw the old brother Mo Yu.

Dressed in white and red, showing his sharpness, he is the Lord Mo Shaogu who once blood-stained Sansheng Road and bowed his head up and down in the Valley of the Wicked!

His eyes unconsciously fell on Mo Yu's white hair, and the crystal clear color made Mu Xuanying's eyes ache.

Brother Mo Yu has lost his memory, so naturally he won't bother him with the bad things that happened in the past.He didn't know how he came back to life, and he didn't know why his body became like this, but he knew that Mo Yu's gray hair must be inseparable from him.

Some bitter and bitter eyes stared deeply at Mo Yu's chest. Under the layers of clothes, close to his heart, hung there was the token that made Wan Jianzong recognize Mo Yu's identity, and even spared no effort to cultivate him-the artifact Kunlun Mirror.But thinking of all the things that Kunlun Mirror had cheated in the previous few worlds, Mu Xuanying gritted her teeth, and what made Mo Yu's brother gray hair was not the Kunlun Mirror, but that system.

But no matter which one is the direct cause, he, Mu Xuanying, is the culprit!

Mu Xuanying's mood dropped all of a sudden.He lowered his eyes, a little sullen.

In fact, he didn't want to look like this, but he really didn't know if his body had shrunk, his age had also shrunk, and his temper had become much more childish. Even if he worked hard to correct it, the effect would be negligible.

Mu Xuanying worked hard a few times, but she simply broke the jar.

A child is just a child, even the age given by Wan Jianzong from the head of the cave to the body of the body is three and a half years old, what can he say at the Qi refining stage!

Mo Yu frowned imperceptibly, he had found out a long time ago that Mao Mao had a problem with his white hair.It doesn't matter to him himself, his appearance is beautiful and ugly, but the bones under the skin, white hair or black hair, it doesn't matter to him.

But if Mu Xuanying's knots can be dispelled, let alone changing the color of her hair, even if she has a head like the bald donkeys in Fanyin Temple, Mo Yu doesn't care.It's just that when he entered the Nascent Soul stage, the monk was able to change his appearance during the time period when the broken pill became an infant. Unexpectedly, his white hair was so stubborn that he failed.

Mo Yu naturally thought of other ways, and even asked Mu Xuanying obliquely, how would he change his hairstyle, for example, like the hairstyle of the monks in Fanyin Temple.

Mu Xuanying's strong opposition made him dismiss this idea.

Somewhat dissatisfied, Mo Yu pushed the silver hair that was hanging on his chest behind his ears. He thought seriously, maybe he should use some mortal methods.

No need to think about Polygonum multiflorum, hair dyeing may have some effect.

With thoughts that made the monk speechless, Mo Yu looked sideways at Mu Xuanying, and said softly, "Are you awake? Put on your clothes and come over for breakfast."

Awakened by Mo Yu's gentle voice, Mu Xuanying rubbed her face—he couldn't be depressed.No matter what, he had to find a way to make Brother Yu's hair black again!

Clenching her fist, Mu Xuanying raised her head and responded.He turned his head and grabbed the clothes that Mo Yuding had folded and put on the bedside, and as soon as he opened them, Mu Xuanying was speechless.

I don't know if it's a habit of wandering in the market at the foot of the mountain these days, Brother Yu seems to be very interested in choosing clothes of the same style as his own.From the white clothes of the past two days, to today's red-breasted white fur suit...Mu Xuanying is fortunate that his uncle can't see it, otherwise, this dress would probably make him vomit blood.

Putting it on, it looks like the little villain Gu Shaogu, although it is not as beautiful as the genuine Shaogu master, ahem, you can't say this in front of Brother Yu.

Although Brother Yu has lost his memory, his preference for clothes has not changed.

Mu Xuanying quickly put on this set of clothes, and with Mo Yu's help, she combed her high ponytail, then jumped onto the chair and sat down, resting her chin while waiting for breakfast.

From a master of the rivers and lakes to a cultivator of immortality, Chef Mo Yu's cooking skills can be said to have reached a new level.

The author has something to say: QAQ is late today, I'm sorry everyone pretends to be a couple~

Although in the eyes of outsiders, it is more like a father and son pretending to be o(╯□╰)o