There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

This time, it is no exception.

The two came out of the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West, and Ye Qinghe followed Immortal Hanshu not far or near.

He was brought up by Xianjun Hanshu since he was a child. Logically speaking, he should be very close to Xianjun, but when he was young, he was not mentally enlightened, and he regarded Xianjun as his father, and he was tired of him all day long. It is impossible to leave Xianjun for half a day, so Xianjun always takes him to court.

But after growing up in the past two years, Xianjun Hanshu is still the same as before. Looking at his young and handsome face, Ye Qinghe always feels that Xianjun Hanshu is actually the same age as himself, and it is hard to imagine that a person as old as himself will He was brought up by himself, so the intimacy changed the taste, not to mention that he is just the incarnation of a grass in front of Xianjun's gate. In terms of identity, he is actually no different from other fairy children in Hanshu Xiangong Palace.

The other immortals called him Ye Xiaoxian Jun, still looking at the face of Hanshu Xianjun.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghe became even more awkward.

The two entered Hanshu Immortal Palace one after the other. After entering the door, Hanshu turned his head, his indifferent eyes swept over Ye Qinghe, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm looking for you this time, because I have something serious to tell you. .”

Ye Qinghe said in his heart that when Xianjun came back to him, it was not for business. When there was no business, Xianjun Hanshu did not come to look for him for a whole year. Others thought that Xianjun really loved him, but what happened was only him. knew.

However, although Ye Qinghe thought so in his heart, he nodded obediently and said, "Yes."

Seeing Ye Qinghe like this, Hanshu sighed from the bottom of his heart. He also often walks around the Heavenly Palace, knowing that Xiao Qinghe is a rebellious and talented child of heaven, but every time he is in front of him, he always looks like this. She is obedient and obedient, but I don't know if she doesn't want him to know her true colors, or if she intends to alienate him.

No matter which one it was, Hanshu didn't want to accept it, so he had no choice but to put this question aside temporarily, and talked about the "business" of asking him to find Ye Qinghe.

"Although you grew up in the Heavenly Palace, your physique is no different from that of plants and trees in the mortal world. Today is your birthday, and it's time for you to perform the coming-of-age ceremony, cleanse your marrow and refine your body."

"Washing the marrow and refining the body?" This is the first time Ye Qinghe heard that adults do this, but after thinking about it, the children in the Tiangong are born with immortal bones, which are different from his real grass and trees, so others don't. Don't be surprised if you haven't heard of it.

Immortal Hanshu will never harm him.

So Ye Qinghe nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing Ye Qinghe like this, Hanshu let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, but he still explained calmly on his face: "Although your aptitude is excellent, but you are still young in cultivation, marrow purification can fix your body in the current most perfect position. Good times, unless you activate your mana in the future, otherwise, there will be no changes."

In short, it is the art of retaining the face in the cultivation world.

Ye Qinghe has heard of this, but most of the grass and tree monsters can only transform into a form after practicing for thousands of years. The form of the form is naturally the appearance of a body at its peak, so there is no such thing as washing the marrow and refining the body.

Is it because of my special situation that I need to cleanse my marrow and refine my body?

Ye Qinghe thought for a while, looked down at his body, and said hesitantly: "Xianjun, do I need to wash the marrow now? I think I can grow longer."

As he spoke, he put his hand on top of his head and gestured.

Hearing this voice, Hanshu turned his head to look at Ye Qinghe. He hadn't seen this child for a long time, but Ye Qinghe grew taller and stood next to him, unexpectedly needing him to look up.

Looking at the serious expression on the young man's face, Han Shu understood what the other immortals said about Ye Xiaoxian's unruly personality. Ye Qinghe made a simple movement with the unique flamboyance of a young man.

Hanshu's deep and deep eyes were stained with a little smile, not very obvious: "I think it's just right now."

If he grew taller, he wouldn't even be able to touch his shoulders.

The child he raised was so much taller than him, Han Shu felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Qinghe originally wanted to struggle again, but when Han Shu looked back, his heart stopped for a moment, and he didn't have any other thoughts at once, his mind was full, as long as you are happy.

He stood up straight, showing a rather silly smile, and said: "Then follow what Xianjun said."

Only then did Hanshu nod his head, and Fu felt that Qinghe's address to him was a bit uncomfortable, so he frowned, but he didn't say anything, turned around and walked into Hanshu's fairy palace: "Follow me."

Ye Qinghe hurriedly stepped up to keep up.

Hanshu took Ye Qinghe all the way in, and finally stopped in front of a room door, pushed the door open, but Hanshu didn't go in, but winked at Ye Qinghe and said, "Still going in?"

Ye Qinghe had never been to this room before, so he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, subconsciously looked back at Hanshu, and then walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt a moist mist rushing towards his face, he was slightly taken aback, but Hanshu walked in from his side.

The light in the room was dim, and as soon as Han Shu entered, his figure was hidden in the dense mist in the room. Ye Qinghe hesitated outside the door for a moment, and finally walked in.

After entering the house and closing the door, Ye Qinghe finally got used to the light in the house. There was a screen facing the door, and behind the screen was a pool. The mist in the air was emitted from the pool. of.

"This..." Ye Qinghe was stunned by the screen for a long while, seeing Hanshu standing by the side table playing with the objects on the table, finally couldn't help asking: "Xianjun, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this address again, Hanshu frowned and said, "Don't call me Xianjun."

He watched Ye Qinghe grow up since he was a child, and he has already regarded this child as a very close person in his private heart. Only colleagues who are not familiar with Tianting would call him this title of Xianjun. There is more than respect, but not enough intimacy.

Not called Xianjun?

Ye Qinghe got stuck. When he was young, he didn't know the name of Hanshu Xianjun. Once he was heard by the Queen Mother of the West, and the Queen Mother taught him a long time. Only then did Ye Qinghe realize that he actually had something to do with the identity of Hanshu. No, Wenqu Xingjun can be called Hanshu, but he can't.

Since then, Ye Qinghe's attitude towards Hanshu has become even weirder, saying that he is close, but he doesn't know how to be close, saying that he respects him as an elder, but there is a strange voice in Ye Qinghe's heart that makes him unwilling to do so.

Therefore, after Hanshu finished saying that sentence, Ye Qinghe paused as a matter of course.

The room was instantly quiet, only the sound of water flowing in the pool could be heard.