Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan slowly sat up from the reclining chair, the blanket on her body slipped to her knees, and her long hair hung like a cloud behind her.

The Lingzhi chicken soup on the table is delicious, and the apricot flower cake is sweet and soft, which is undoubtedly a mouth-watering experience.

Ye Yunlan didn't move.

He only looked at the plate of apricot flower pastry, and condensed for a moment on the apricot flower pattern on the pastry dough.

He was silent for a moment, his eyelashes lowered, but he raised his hand and pushed the porcelain plate away.

Seeing him? Shen Shu's expression darkened.

"...I know that Master is still angry with your disciple," he said, "but no matter how angry you are, don't hurt your body. The ancient Earth Heart Mushroom is good for Master's injuries, No matter how rare it is after this time, the medicinal properties of the elixir have melted after being boiled, and will dissipate over time, so Master, it is best to drink it while it is hot."

As he spoke, he picked up the porcelain bowl on the table and held it to Ye Yunlan.

"Before, the master had agreed that if my disciple won the competition, he would agree to his request."

He paused and said, "Master, please cherish your body."

Hearing this, Ye Yunlan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his frozen eyebrows finally melted a little.

He took the porcelain bowl from Shen Shu's hand, and picked up the spoon in his slender white hand, and said Shen Shu's first words after his arrival.

"You have a heart."

Shen Shu knew that his anger had disappeared by three points, so he said: "Master is safe, this is my disciple's greatest wish."

He didn't want to be too far away from Ye Yunlan, so he just sat on the table and watched Ye Yunlan drink the sesame soup spoon by spoon.

The sesame soup was hot, and Ye Yunlan moved very slowly. A person who is usually as unconcerned as a crane, only when he eats, does he feel a little freshness.

He? Seeing the light-colored lips of the person in front of him getting wet and gradually becoming rosy and rosy, he suddenly remembered the sweet taste when he grabbed Ye Yunlan's lips and snatched the rain a few days ago.

Those lips were as soft as flower petals, and they seemed to be covered with light snow, as if they would melt away as soon as they were swallowed. The juice inside was sweet, which made him? Can't help wanting more, more.

Shen Shu's Adam's apple moved slightly.

After drinking a bowl of sesame soup, Ye Yunlan put down the spoon and put the porcelain bowl on the table.The power of the elixir melted into the limbs and bones, and the pain in the chest disappeared a lot.His pale face faded a little, and he became a little more tired. He leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes slightly.

Shen Shu looked at the empty bowl, then at the plate of untouched apricot cake beside him, and pursed his lips.

He glanced at Ye Yunlan, who had closed his eyes, and picked up a piece and slowly bit it into his mouth.

It's actually delicious.

he thinks.

It is much more delicious than the apricot cake bought at the foot of the mountain.

In order to make this cake, he went to the pastry vendor at the foot of the mountain to inquire about the recipe in advance.

However, although it is the first time to make it, it is unexpectedly smooth, and the taste and appearance of the finished product are also good.

But Ye Yunlan didn't like it.

"Shen Shu."

Suddenly, Ye Yunlan, who was leaning on the recliner with her eyes closed, spoke.

Shen Shu swallowed the sweet cake in his mouth: "Master?"

Ye Yunlan said lightly, "You don't have to do this for me in the future."

Shen Shu suddenly felt that the sweet cake in his hand was no longer sweet, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Ye Yunlan said: "Practitioners should not be disturbed by external things. You have already spent too much thought on the side."

Although they didn't speak clearly, Shen Shu knew what he meant, but he just wanted to pretend not to know.

Ye Yunlan continued: "This discussion meeting? You have experienced enough, but your mind is still not ready. You have reached the late stage of Jindan, and you will break through Nascent Soul soon. After returning to the sect, you should retreat ? Subtle cultivation, tempering the mind, looking for an opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul."

Shen Shu subconsciously wanted to say "I don't want to", but seeing Ye Yunlan's calm expression with closed eyes, he knew that the other party had made up his mind, and if he spoke against him, he might be offended again.

His? Master's body is really not suitable for anger.

Thinking about it carefully, retreat? In fact... it's nothing. Retreat? It's not a long journey. He and Ye Yunlan always live in the mountains, and the other party won't easily leave there.

Besides, as long as they quickly advance to the Nascent Soul rank, they will be able to see Master Ye Yunlan again.And at that time, what they can do will be more.

After thinking about it, Shen Shu finally responded, "Yes."

Ye Yunlan's eyebrows softened a little.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and saw Shen Shu sitting on the table looking at him very unceremoniously, frowned, and reprimanded softly, "Whether you sit or not."

He said again: "Bring the chair over there, and I will tell you about the omissions in the swordsmanship in the previous martial arts competition."

Shen Shu smiled, got up from the table, moved the opposite chair to Ye Yunlan's side, and sat upright.

His face was still somewhat youthful, and when he stared quietly, he looked like a well-behaved student who listened to the master's instructions.

Ye Yunlan closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then said: "Your third martial arts competition was against Wang Mian of Huailian Sect? The starting hand? It was a style of 'Storm Rain', with sharp sword intent and a head start. It's just that Wang Mian is a water-type spiritual cultivator. , the best thing is to subdue strength with softness, the 'Storm Rain' style is huge, and the attacks are continuous, but it is difficult to gather the sword intent, so it was dispelled by Wang Mian. If I were you, I would use the 'Thunderstorm' style."

"In the seventh contest, you and Fu Sheng? Ge Xie Yunsheng? Fight? Do you make a move? The sixth move is the 'Eagle Strikes the Sky' in the Tianzong Sword Art. The move is too hasty, and there is a hole on the left shoulder..."

Shen Shu listened carefully, and fixedly looked at Ye Yunlan's profile.

he thinks.Ye Yunlan was so angry before, but after that, he watched every match carefully, and even remembered every move and style so clearly that he couldn't help feeling joyful ups and downs.

But thinking about it, he remembered the other party's words during the previous quarrel, "I took you as an apprentice, raised you as a parent and child, preached and received work, and never hid any secrets", and his complexion turned blue again.

Ye Yunlan pointed out the subtle mistakes of Shen Shu's swordsmanship one by one, and did not raise his hands until the red sun was setting to the west, letting Shen Shu go by himself, while he closed his eyes and rested.

Shen Shu got up, said "Thank you, Master, for your guidance", then cleared the dishes on the table and went out.

After he left, Ye Yunlan slightly opened his eyes.

They looked at Shen Shu's back, in a trance, it seemed that they had returned to the years when they had been together as master and apprentice.

But he didn't know that something was different after all.

……

After the Fuyun Peak competition, the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Meeting lasted for half a month.This half month is the time for monks from all over the world to exchange ideas with each other. Disciples from different factions fight with each other, and there is an endless stream of people on the stage.

But the two masters and apprentices who attracted the most attention never showed up.

Ye Yunlan finally walked out of the Immortal Palace until the Discussion Conference was completely over and the Tianzong Flying Boat was about to set off.

Before leaving, Nian'er reluctantly held their hand, as if mustering courage, and said, "I want to follow my brother to see the world."

Ye Yunlan: "You are the spirit of Tianchi Mountain. If you leave Tianchi, will it be bad for you?"

Nian'er seemed to have made up his mind, and said with a smile, "Tianchi Mountain is what Nian'er's soul entrusts, and Nian'er's range of activities cannot leave Tianchi. But Nian'er can separate a part of his consciousness and entrust it to another object. "Big brother takes Nian'er out, so that wherever my brother goes, Nian'er can see the scenery."

Shen Shu next to him turned dark when he heard the words.

Ye Yunlan: "After I return to Tianzong, I won't easily? If I go out, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want."

"It's okay, although Nian'er? The range of activities of this part of the spiritual consciousness is not as wide as Tianchi Mountain, and it's also tens of miles away. It's enough for Nian'er? I've been playing in my brother's sect for a long time."

Nian'er? As he spoke, he handed over a delicate wooden comb to Ye Yunlan.

In Tianchi Mountain these days, Nian'er gave him a lot of help, besides, bringing a wooden comb is just a trivial matter, Ye Yunlan nodded lightly, took the wooden comb, and was about to put it in her arms, when suddenly a hand stretched out beside her Take the comb over.

Nian'er opened her eyes wide, "Little brother, you——!"

Shen Shu looked at the wooden comb in his hand a few times, "It's still very delicate."

He raised his long eyes and glanced at Nian'er with a half-smile, "little sister, since you want to go to Tianzong to play, why? It doesn't matter who brings this wooden comb. Anyone who bumps into it is inappropriate, so let me keep it for you."

After finishing speaking, he put the wooden comb into his sleeve.

Nian'er glared at him angrily, puffed up his mouth, and thought to himself: Why is this so...

Ye Yunlan didn't notice the turbulent undercurrent between the two of them. In his opinion, who brought the wooden comb back to Tianzong, as Shen Shu said, did not make any difference.

In the distance, there are continuous sounds of airflow when flying boats of various factions take off into the air, like dolphins chirping, and fur balls jumping on their shoulders.

Ye Yunlan looked sideways at Shen Shu: "The time has come, let's go."

"Okay, Master."

Walking out of the fairy palace, the sky light fell on the two of them.

At this moment, Tianchi Mountain was not as crowded as it was a few days ago, but Ye Yunlan always felt that there were many prying eyes around her, so she couldn't help frowning slightly.

Suddenly a monk ran over and stood in front of Ye Yunlan, followed by several guards.

Although this cultivator's appearance is vivid and delicate, but in Ye Yunlan's eyes, he feels that his face is very strange.

He said softly, "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

The monk blushed slightly, and called out: "Ye Xianjun."

Xianjun?

Only Shen Shu called him this name when he was young and ignorant, and later he only respectfully called him "Master".What's more, the title of immortal can only be used by those who have broken through the six realms of the mortal body. For example, the world calls Mr. Qiyun "Xianzun".

But he? Now he is a mortal with no cultivation base. It is really strange that this person calls him "Ye Xianjun".

Ye Yunlan's eyebrows frowned even deeper.

Seeing the monk hesitate for a while, he said loudly: "I, I am Hai Jiujiu, the young master of Chaotian Palace in the East China Sea. There are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect, thousands of pearls, and countless fairy flowers and treasures. I wish, I wish to be a fairy. Companion of Monarch and Daoist, relieve Xianjun's worries!"

After the young monk finished speaking, his face was as red as a pink peach bun.

Ye Yunlan's eyes widened slightly, showing a little bewildered look.

Hai Jiujiu's actions seemed to be a signal, and the monks who had been peeping around before all walked over quickly, as if fearing that they would not be able to do so, they surrounded Ye Yunlan into a ball.

Hai Jiujiu was still blinking and waiting for Ye Yunlan to respond. A tall, strong young man with a masculine face next to him pushed him away. He had seven complexions of bronze, his arms, waist, legs were tied with battle armor, and his upper body was bare. , exposing the eight muscular abdominal muscles, showing a little silly smile at Ye Yunlan, and his voice was like thunder.

"I'm Miao Yue from the War Soul Tribe in Southern Xinjiang. Don't look at me as rough, but I'm absolutely gentle with my wife! I can cook, wash dishes, and do laundry. I'm the best in our tribe. The clean residence belongs to me, Miao Yue!"

In the crowd, a beautiful fox girl with furry ears smiled at Ye Yunlan, "Xianjun, they can't do it. Come to my fox clan, I have dozens of fox sisters, all willing to help Xianjun, we must It can make the immortal king cure the disease with medicine."

As she spoke, she covered her mouth with her slender hands, and stared straight at Ye Yunlan with her delicate fox eyes, as if there was infinite affection in it.

Amidst the noisy voices, Ye Yunlan finally came to his senses.

These people... Could it be that they are all recommending themselves to him?

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