I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

"Master Uncle Master!"

Sheng Yunxiao, who was sitting on the bed in the inner room, heard the movement, and his eyelashes covered with white silk trembled slightly.

Cheng Jieyu ran in disheveledly wearing a middle coat, supported his stomach with one hand, pointed at his dantian with the other, and said stammeringly, "My, my, my stomach is blooming!"

However, Sheng Yunxiao only saw the other party's loose skirt, tender white shoulders and collarbone through his soul——

And the looming pink-white birthmark below the collarbone.

The person in front of him still had no sense of being looked at, so he hurried over to grab his hand, looked at him with restless and dependent eyes, "Master, please show me—"

Cheng Jieyu grabbed Sheng Yunxiao's hand and placed it on his stomach, "I just broke through, and a flower grew inside the altar."

Sheng Yunxiao probed a wave of spiritual energy into his dantian, and sure enough, he saw a lotus leaf and a thin white lotus bud in his altar, and his altar was like a small bowl-shaped pond, holding this Flowers and leaves.

"Isn't it weird?" Cheng Jieyu grabbed his hand and touched his soft belly through his clothes, "What's going on here?"

Sheng Yunxiao withdrew his hand, raised his head and "looked" at Cheng Jieyu's loose skirt, couldn't help turning his eyes away slightly, and said, "Put on your clothes."

"... Oh!" Cheng Jieyu realized that his "shoulders were half exposed", and hurriedly pulled up the front of his clothes to tidy up his clothes.

Sheng Yunxiao's calm reaction comforted Cheng Jieyu in disguise.

Uncle Shi is so calm, which means that his belly is definitely not a bad thing; and he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all, so he shouldn't worry too much.

The middle coat he wore to sleep was already roomy, but when he checked it now, he found that his waist seemed to be more than an inch wider.

"Master!" He grabbed the extra inch of fabric and looked at Sheng Yunxiao with bright eyes, "I'm really thin!"

Sheng Yunxiao looked up and "looked" at his round and fading face, with more and more vivid facial features, and approved, "Well, I have indeed lost a lot of weight."

Cheng Jieyu fastened the belt around his waist, pulled his trousers, stretched his arms to look, and found that the trouser legs and sleeves were also a little short, and said happily, "It seems to be a little taller."

"I didn't expect to have such a big effect after practicing for half a month. Uncle Master sincerely does not deceive me." He looked at Sheng Yunxiao with a smile, and the dimples on his cheeks became more and more obvious.

There was also a smile on the corner of Sheng Yunxiao's lips, "When have I ever lied to you?"

"That's right." Cheng Jieyu smirked, his eyes bent into crescents.

"However," he touched his stomach again, and looked at Sheng Yunxiao nervously, "there will be no problem with the flower growing in my altar, right?"

"An Xin, it's just that people who cultivate immortals have different bones." Sheng Yunxiao got up and got off the bed, and walked out of the inner room.

"Huh? Will there be things growing in everyone's spiritual altar?" Cheng Jieyu followed him out, wondering while recalling, it seems that there is no such setting in "Alchemy", right?

"Not every cultivator will have this good fortune." Sheng Yunxiao sat down on the soft bed by the window again, flicked his fingers and the window opened outwards, and the cool morning breeze rushed in.

good fortune?

This is a good thing, right?

Cheng Jieyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he sat down next to Sheng Yunxiao, "Uncle Master means that this is a good thing that can't be met, right?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yunxiao lit the small red clay stove and put a pot of snow water on the stove to boil.

Cheng Jieyu looked at Sheng Yunxiao's stomach again, "Is there something growing on Master Uncle's altar?"

Sheng Yunxiao paused, "...No."

Eh?Cheng Jieyu's eyes widened in astonishment, isn't there such a once-in-a-thousand-year immortal cultivating genius like Master Uncle?

"A very small number of talented practitioners can keep spiritual objects with the same attributes as themselves in the altar, and even use them as magic weapons." Sheng Yunxiao explained, "Your roots are wood, and you have a close relationship with vegetation. The lotus is not a strange thing."

"So that's how it is..." Cheng Jieyu suddenly said, there is no other creature in Shishu's spiritual platform, it must be because of the excellent foundation, there is no need for this kind of auxiliary setting.

After he figured it out, he laughed to himself, "I didn't expect me to be of the white lotus attribute."

Sheng Yunxiao didn't know why he was laughing, but asked him inexplicably: "Do you like lotus?"

"I like it!" Cheng Jieyu said without any hesitation, and opened his shirt to reveal his shoulders and collarbone, "I-I have a lotus birthmark."

Sheng Yunxiao was caught off guard and "saw" the other party's fair skin again, and "saw" clearly the pink-white lotus birthmark.

He rolled his Adam's apple and choked his throat.

"Does it look good?" Cheng Jieyu pointed at his birthmark and asked the other person showing off.

"... Mmm." Sheng Yunxiao's throat was hoarse, and he slightly turned his eyes away.

"I also think it's pretty." Cheng Jieyu pulled up the front of his clothes happily.

"And I had a dream last night." He got up and sat across from Sheng Yunxiao, and set out the tea set to make tea for him. "Although I have had this dream many times before, last night was a little different."

And he didn't expect to continue to have this dream after transmigrating into the book, and the dream has changed.

"Dream?" Sheng Yunxiao didn't hear him mention this, his throat tightened unconsciously, and his voice was dry.

"Yeah." Cheng Jieyu took off the teapot from the stove first, and poured himself a cup of freshly warm water to moisten his throat, "I used to always dream about the same sea of ​​fire, nothing but fire, and every time I woke up, I felt very sad. thirsty."

Sheng Yunxiao's hands in his sleeves suddenly tightened, his lips and jaw tightened, and he held his breath.

Cheng Jieyu put the teapot back and continued to boil water, while saying: "But in last night's dream, there were some strange lines in the sea of ​​fire, and there was a white lotus blooming."

He looked at Sheng Yunxiao, "It's amazing, right? It's not in the water, there are lotus flowers blooming in the ashes of the sea of ​​fire."

Sheng Yunxiao breathed heavily, and said "um" as if nothing had happened, but in fact, a shock wave arose in his heart.

"Then I woke up." Cheng Jieyu smiled, "Then I broke through, and a lotus flower grew in the altar, isn't it a coincidence?"

Cheng Jieyu was very happy because of his breakthrough in cultivation, because he found out that he had a special fortune, and because he had grown taller and thinner.

Sheng Yunxiao could feel his joy, so he pursed his lips to swallow the surging emotions, and echoed his joy, "Well, it's a coincidence."

"Doesn't uncle also like lotus?" Cheng Jieyu propped his chin and looked at the lotus pond outside the window. "This is the first time I see lotus in a hot spring pool. Uncle must have put a lot of thought into it, right?"

Sheng Yunxiao "looked" at his profile and was silent for a while, then said in an inaudible voice: "...Well, I like it."

"Huh?" Cheng Jieyu didn't hear clearly, and turned to look at him, "What did Uncle Master just say?"

Sheng Yunxiao was silent for a moment, "...you will be late for early class."

"Ah!!!" Cheng Jieyu was startled, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and ran out with his shoes on, "Master, why didn't you say it earlier!"

If you are late for morning class, you will be punished for copying books again? ! !