White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

It was like a dream, illusory, yet extremely real.

"Master?"

Duan Yixuan's voice came into his ears.

Lan Qiu regained consciousness, his pupils gradually gained focus, he blinked, and gradually remembered.

"It's okay." He whispered, raised his eyes and looked out of the window, the morning light was hazy.

One day has passed.

Lan Qiu got off the bed, passed Duan Yixuan and walked out: "Today I will teach you how to practice."

Duan Yixuan looked at Lan Qiu's back, keenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"I will find you a method that suits you, and I will guide you to get started. If you don't understand the practice later, please ask me."

While pondering in his mind, he flipped through the so-called love shop, most of the ideas on it were top-notch, and there were some suitable for Duan Yixuan, but there seemed to be something missing.

"Please ask the host to make soup for the villain to wash his hands." The mechanical voice interrupted Lan Qiu's thoughts.

What

What to wash?

What soup?

Lan Qiu lost her mind.

What is washing hands to make soup? ?

"Ask the host to make soup for the villain to wash his hands." The system repeated again.

"The interpretation of the mission is to cook and wash clothes for the villain."

The flat and undulating mechanical sound explained the meaning, which sounded a bit weird.

Lan Qiu sensed that something was wrong, and couldn't help asking: "Why should I wash his hands and make soup for him?"

It is true that he is Duan Yixuan's master, but he is not his wife, so it is not his turn to do such things.

The system didn't answer.

Finally succumbing to the system's despotic power, Lan Qiu still accepted this fact.

He said to Duan Yixuan who was following behind him: "You haven't had breakfast yet, you stay here first, I'll go get some food."

What grows in the medicine valley are all herbal medicines, and he has already reached the time of bigu, and he has nothing to eat at all, but Duan Yixuan has just started to practice, and he has not yet reached the time of bigu, let alone when he is still growing his body.

"Don't bother Master, just take some Bigu Pill." Duan Yixuan said.

In the past, not to mention breakfast, it was common to not eat for a day, and Duan Yixuan was used to it.

Lan Qiu turned his head to look at him, and continued to walk out of the valley: "How about that, you are still growing up now, you should eat."

"There is a mind book in my room, you should read it before I come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in front of Duan Yixuan.

There is a small kitchen in Huaxiao Sect for the use of peripheral disciples. Lan Qiu said hello and went in.

He looked at the things in front of him with some confusion.

Wash your hands and make soup.

Do you want to do it yourself?He won't.

In the past, Lan Qiu didn't touch the sun with her ten fingers, not to mention cooking, even housework.

He stared at the thing in front of him with some distress, and finally decided to do it himself.

When Lan Qiu returned to Medicine Valley, Duan Yixuan was sitting cross-legged under the giant tree, holding a book in his hand, looking serious, as if he hadn't noticed his arrival at all.

He flicked up his clothes, sat quietly on the side, put the food box in his hand beside him, he didn't disturb Duan Yixuan.

The mental method he gave Duan Yixuan is the most suitable for him that he can find so far. Duan Yixuan's talent is described in the original text as a heavenly genius. At first, he couldn't practice because of the conflict between the magic energy and spiritual energy in his body.

Now Duan Yixuan specializes in spiritual power and has the right mentality, he really lives up to the name of a genius.

Lan Qiu put his hands into his sleeves, his face was a little pale, the breeze from the mountains blew on him, bringing a little chill.

Duan Yixuan stared at the book for a long time, and it was quite a while when he found Lan Qiu, so he quickly put away the book.

"How long has Master been here, why didn't you wake me up?"

Lan Qiu: "Nothing."

He pushed the food box beside him: "You can eat the breakfast here."

The top cover was opened, and steaming mist still rose, Lan Qiu kept keeping warm with spiritual power.

Inside is a bowl of green rice porridge, and on the other side are several small dishes with pastries, such as sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and Ruyi cakes, which look very exciting.

"Your health is not very good, let's drink porridge for now." Lan Qiu brought the porridge in front of Duan Yixuan.

Seeing that the other party took it, he looked directly into Duan Yixuan's eyes and said seriously: "It's my first time cooking porridge, so don't tell me if it's not good."

The voice is clear and soft, and the tone is serious, with a hint of threat.

If it is said that his cooking is not delicious, he will be sad, and he will send it out for the first time.

When Duan Yixuan took it, he was stunned, a smile could not help but appear on his lips, the young man in front of him clearly looked like a fairy, his temperament was also high and cold, but inside he was too soft.

He bowed his head and took a sip.

In fact, it's not delicious, but it's not too bad to eat.

Duan Yixuan noticed Lan Qiu from the corner of his eyes, his wrist hanging by his side was a little red, as if he had been burned, it was obvious against the surrounding white and tender skin.

He drank the porridge and said to Lan Qiu seriously, "It's delicious."

When Lan Qiu heard this, she blinked her eyes, feeling a little happy.

The porridge was cooked by Lan Qiu, but the pastries were basically ready-made and tasted good, but Duan Yixuan didn't like sweets, so he didn't eat much, leaving a few pieces there.

Lan Qiu's eyes hungered for a few seconds, if it wasn't for the sake of avoiding collapse, these pastries would have already entered his stomach.

I am an immortal, I am very cold, we immortals drink dew, or eat fireworks in the world, Lan Qiu said silently in his heart.

"I watched this exercise for a while before, and I understood a little bit."

Duan Yixuan sat cross-legged in front of Lan Qiu, and opened up the mental method again.

What is written on the first page is - all dharmas are unified, all are one, and there is no difference.

So fast.

Lan Qiu was secretly surprised, strode up to Duan Yixuan's side, reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The meridian that was still dry yesterday is now filled with a faint mist, which is formed by the condensation of spiritual power.

This also means that Duan Yixuan has successfully induced the body.

For ordinary people, it would take dozens of days to cause the body to enter the body. If the talent is not good, it would not be surprising that it would take several months. Even a genius would need a day and a night.

How long did it take Duan Yixuan?

half an hour?an hour?

Lan Qiu didn't speak for a long time.

"Master?"

"You have officially entered the threshold of cultivation. Try to feel the aura in your body, and let it flow for another week." Lan Qiu knelt beside Duan Yixuan, with her head down, and her slender fingers were following Duan Yixuan's waist. The arm stroked up to the back, and he left with a light tap.

Duan Yixuan pursed his lips and said, "I'll try."

He closed his eyes, tried to follow the path that Lan Qiu had driven in his body just now, and followed the flow.

Lan Qiu saw Duan Yixuan closed his eyes, with a serious and focused expression on his face.

He quietly turned back, opened the food box lightly, looked at the pastries inside, and moved his position.

Lan Qiu ate all the leftover cakes, his cheeks bulged, his eyes were a little round, and when he swallowed the last bite, he put the food box back to its original place as if nothing had happened.