Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

Baishishan ranked seniority according to cultivation level.Yuan Xu was the last to go to the mountain and the youngest, but because he was born with a mutated water system sky spirit root, he practiced from the early stage of Qi refining to foundation building within one year.When he was eight years old, he was chosen to be the senior brother. All the disciples looked at him like a mountain, and even the master treated him differently.

Every time Shuo Ye keeps secrets, it is only between him and his master Geng Sang Hua.

But this time Geng Sanghua suddenly passed on the secret order of the Taoist sect to drive him down the mountain. Everyone knew about it and only kept it from him.

When Yuan Xu Feijian arrived at Mingyue Xiaolou, his eyes were red.

There are two buildings standing on the top of Yinxue Peak, one is Yinxue Pavilion, and the other is Mingyue Small Building. The two places face each other from a distance, and they usually look very close, but now Yuan Xu saw the difference for the first time.Outside the Yinxue Pavilion, there are rime forests, but the Mingyue Building is a white building, bathed in the scorching sun of July, and the white is dazzling.

Geng Sanghua was sitting cross-legged on the roof of Mingyue Xiaolou. At this moment, he raised his pointed jaw and smiled at Yuan Xu who was on the flying sword. "Ah, here you are."

"Master!"

Yuan Xu rushed down to the void and met Geng Sang's painting on the roof as usual.

Geng Sanghua changed into a new dress after returning to the small building at Chenshi today, a black gauze smock, and a snow-colored robe underneath.There is only one person in this world who can wear black and white colors with such a strange charm.

Yuan Xu closed his eyes, tried his best to calm down his anger, and asked him in a hoarse voice. "I heard that you want to send disciples down the mountain?"

"Ah, it's true." Geng Sang replied casually, even a little carelessly, Yubai raised his finger slightly, pointing to the cloud piercing sword that Yuan Xu hadn't had time to take away. "You have been in my sect for 12 years, and you have always been a teacher. You are indeed talented and intelligent, and you are a good material for cultivating immortals. But now you are growing up..."

Geng Sanghua pondered for five or six breaths, but instead of going on, he curled his lips into a smile. "Yuan Xu, you are now an adult, and your cultivation level in the later stage of Jindan is enough to run wild in most of Linlang Realm. You don't need to stay by my side anymore."

Yuan Xu raised his eyebrows suddenly, pressed his hand on the Cloud Piercer and approached half a step, stepped on the glazed tiles of Mingyue Xiaolou with his black and pink boots, and asked forcefully, "What if I insist on staying here?"

Geng Sanghua loosened his crossed legs impatiently, frowned and said, "You don't want to go down the mountain."

"I don't want to." Yuan Xu replied firmly.

Geng Sanghua choked, paused, and became even more impatient. "You can't do it if you don't want to, you have to go down the mountain."

"Why?" Yuan Xu approached with a sword, and smashed the large glazed tiles of the bright moon building of the master without hesitation, the fox's eyes were gloomy. "Master, why are you afraid of disciples, and why do you dare to issue a secret order to drive me down the mountain in the training ground because you deliberately avoid disciples?"

"Fart! When am I afraid of you?" Geng Sanghua suddenly looked like a wild cat whose tail was trampled by someone, his peach blossom eyes widened and he was aggressive. "You are an apprentice and I am a master, why should I be afraid of you?!"

Yuan Xu laughed hoarsely. "Ah, because..."

While speaking, Yuan Xu leaned forward and approached Geng Sanghua's unbelievably beautiful face, and almost said to himself reflected in Geng Sanghua's pupils: "Because you are afraid, Master, you are afraid that when the next night comes, you will die again." I can't control my desire for me, my disciple, and I'm afraid that my disciple will take the opportunity to plot against you. Master, you're very scared... aren't you?"

Geng Sanghua choked for breath, and half a second later, he turned into a rage.He got up abruptly, and stood face to face with Yuan Xu, his jade-clear face flushed red. "fart!"

Yuan Xu smiled softly, but there was no smile in those fox eyes. "Master, why do you have to hide it?"

After a pause, he said again: "I heard that there is a saying called, explaining is covering up, and covering up is explaining. Master, what you are afraid of is actually between you and me..."

Geng Sanghua's breathing suddenly became disordered for a moment.

The other end, Yuan Xu's eyes were already red, he clenched his chewing muscles, his eyes were fierce, and he continued word by word: "Master, you are afraid that I will overstep the rules."

Geng Sanghua opened two bright red thin lips, breathing hard.

— No, I'm not afraid that you'll overstep the bounds.

A small voice inside him protested.The voice said: "As a teacher, I just know that sooner or later we will overstep the rules."

But this sentence cannot be proclaimed.

So Geng Sanghua could only remain silent.This forced silence made him extremely depressed. "Yuan Xu, do you know what you are talking about?"

Geng Sanghua raised his hand to grab Yuan Xu's throat.Just like every time he was angry before, the difference was that when he was angry this time, his fingertips were soft, and his two thin lips reflected an unusual crimson under the sun.

The thin lips parted and opened, and the strange fragrance came again.

Yuan Xu's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, he closed his eyes again, and the knuckles of the long sword in his hand were already turning white with such force.Geng Sang's painting stuck his throat, and he could not appeal.But he couldn't help complaining.

- "Master..."

Yuan Xu forced himself to speak, his throat made a gurgling sound, and his waxy face gradually turned purple.

According to Yuan Xu's strange statement, his symptoms now belong to hypoxia.

Geng Sanghua's eyes wandered, as if he saw other people and other things through Yuan Xu in front of him, and after another ten seconds, when Yuan Xu could not bear it anymore, he suddenly let go and blocked Yuan Xu's throat long fingers.Raising his long eyebrows slightly, he lightly brushed the white snow covering Yuan Xu's hair.

Losing the hand that supported his weight, Yuan Xu collapsed and fell.

Geng Sanghua picked him up with one hand in time, put him to stand on the roof, and brushed off the deep snow from his shoulders again, his movements were even gentle. "Yuan Xu."

"Brother... the disciple is here." Yuan Xu panted heavily, his face turned gray.

Geng Sanghua looked at him with a half-smile. "You were not at the training ground when the secret order was passed on to the teacher. Who told you the news?"

Yuan Xu took a breath. "Little Twelve."

"As the teacher guessed, he is the only one." Geng Sanghua laughed, the meaning was unclear. "He used to have the deepest relationship with you. Now that you are going down the mountain, he will naturally be in a hurry."

Yuan Xu rubbed his throat and smiled wryly. "What about you, Master?"

—Aren't you in a hurry?

Little Twelve and I have the deepest relationship?

Every three months, the person who hugs and sleeps with me is obviously you, Master.

It's a pity that Yuan Xu's words can't be uttered.He waited until his throat was not so sore, and coughed twice again, his throat was very rough. "Master, this disciple doesn't want to go down the mountain."

"Three hundred miles below Baishi Mountain, there is Xuli Village. Xuli is facing the sea, and there have been a lot of strange things at the pier recently." Geng Sanghua brought up the topic lightly, and said leisurely: "According to the villagers of Xuli Village, people often die at the pier. Those who died were all middle-aged men, and their death conditions were miserable, as if they had been eaten by wild beasts. But the villagers set up nets several times, but they failed to hunt down the traces of the wild beasts, and no paw prints of the wild beasts were found at the scene."

Yuan Xu listened silently, and interjected: "Master, do you suspect that there are demons who feed on humans?"

Geng Sanghua slightly nodded his head, paused for a few seconds, and said: "Furthermore, Yunmeng Mountain has a long history with my sect. His patriarch will select a successor next spring, so I must prepare a congratulatory gift in advance."

Yuan Xu became even more silent.He was silent for about two or three minutes before he asked in a shy voice, "What is the congratulatory gift that Master wants to prepare?"

"Not much, just the same." Geng Sang raised his long eyebrows slightly, and his peach eyes sparkled with a smile. "The first one is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. The second one is a ten-thousand-year snow lotus flower."

Yuan Xu gasped.

**

After a few seconds.

Yuan Xu: "Master, Xiao Liu has practiced Flying Flower Sword very well recently, he can go down the mountain to Xuli Village to eliminate demons."

"Feihua? I think he's talking nonsense." Geng Sanghua sneered.

"Little Twelve's Wild Goose Sword has already achieved something, besides, he has never gone down the mountain to pick spiritual grass, Master..."

Geng Sanghua interrupts him. "He can't even tell the difference between wormwood and bonianghao. Count on him? I'm afraid that the new suzerain of Yunmeng Mountain will be poisoned to death by him."

Yuan Xu raised his eyes, a pair of fox eyes fixedly looked at Geng Sang Hua standing under the flowing clouds, with a bitter smile on his face. "So, Master... you really insist on getting rid of demons and picking spiritual herbs?"

"Why, you don't want to?" Geng Sanghua said coldly.

Yuan Xu was silent.A few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, "I dare not."

"Then you go!" Geng Sanghua sternly reprimanded this big disciple who was always favored, and sneered again and again. "If you push it three times and block it four times, then don't come back again."

"But Master, I think..."

"Crap!"

Geng Sang flicked the sleeves of his robe lightly, and when he said he was angry, he became angry, and mercilessly threw Yuan Xu straight off the roof with a flick of his sleeves.