The first little white face in the Three Realms

The snow-packed peak where the elder Taishang lives does not have a clear distinction between day and night, because the snow-packed peak is covered with ice and snow all the year round. When you open the door, you can see a vast expanse of whiteness. At night, only the moonlight reflected by the snow piles Enough to make the whole room bright.

While it was still early, Luo Qingyao took out all Xie Randeng's clothes, pulled Ruantai to the side of the bed and piled dozens of clothes on top of it, and began to skillfully thread the needles.

Because the clothes have different colors, he threaded three colors of thread with five fingers at the same time and controlled the three embroidery needles extremely deftly.

There is no difference between the needlework in the cultivation world and the ordinary world. After a while, Luo Qingyao's name was all embroidered on it.

Xie Randeng originally wanted to talk, but seeing Luo Qingyao's serious demeanor, he was afraid that he would be distracted, so he just sat aside and read the letters Fu Qing gave him with the help of Xueguang.

"It's all good!"

Luo Qingyao asked: "Shall I embroider your name on my clothes?"

When he was in Beijing before, he didn’t have such a strong sense of crisis. On the one hand, it was because Xie Randeng lived at home and hardly went out. On the other hand, those who came into contact with Xie Randeng either had families or It just doesn't look good.

There are nearly a thousand disciples of the Wuji Sect, and there are no targets.At least they all look good, the key is that these people don't even have a date.

The people in the comprehension world that Fu Qing said are all about doing what they want, and don't care so much about the rules of the ordinary world. They have moved their minds and came to grab his husband with him.

Luo Qingyao firmly believes that he will be stronger than these disciples in the future, but he can't beat them now, and he is also afraid that these people will play tricks, like when he was in the city that never sleeps, he directly used magic to take his husband away.

Even if he can get it back in the future, the husband might be taken advantage of during this period.So from now on, he has to work hard on multiple fronts, and take stricter precautions than before.

If Fu Qing heard this idea, he would definitely call out his grievances loudly. Everyone's heart is full of the Dao and the sword of love, so how could they be so full of love with Luo Qingyao.

"Embroider these two Taoist robes first, don't worry about the rest, I have something to tell you."

Luo Qingyao immediately threw the clothes aside, hung on Xie Randeng's body, and burrowed into her husband's arms.

He rested his legs on Xie Randeng, and asked sweetly: "What do you want to tell me?"

My husband is good at everything, but his personality is a little more restrained, not as keen on expressing as he is.

Xie Randeng sighed: "When you were in the hall before, why were you so courageous?"

It turned out that it wasn't sweet love words, Luo Qingyao lost interest: "He's just a bad old man, and what I said was from the bottom of my heart."

"But he is a Dzogchen cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, and his realm is too different from ours. A little finger can crush you to death."

Even though the cultivator who had transformed himself had restrained his coercion, as a mortal, he still felt a particularly strong sense of being oppressed when the other party appeared.

Uncontrollably, he felt a sense of awe. He almost resisted the urge to prostrate and kneel before he managed to maintain a firm posture.

The opponent's strength is like the boundless ocean, but he is just a small drop in the drizzle.

It is a feeling of being too small when human beings face the towering mountains and the thousand-foot sky.

At that time, Luo Qingyao was in much better condition than him, and he didn't know whether it was the elders who treated him differently, or Luo Qingyao was born with sword bones.

Xie Randeng said: "I don't want you to flatter anything against your own heart."

No matter what, now that Luo Qingyao is the hand-picked disciple of the Supreme Elder, with such a thick thigh in his arms, there is no need for him to be submissive and overly cautious.

"It's just that you pay attention to your wording when you speak in the future."

The same meaning is expressed in different ways, and the feelings are completely different.

"But that old man has a bad temper too."

"What kind of old man, you should call him master, a teacher for a day, a father for life, a serious master respects it."

Xie Randeng pinched Luo Qingyao's face: "Respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue."

And a very important point is: "If you make Master happy, he will be happy when he gives you something."

When he stayed at Xie's house before, Xie Randeng coaxed several elders well, otherwise his qualifications would not be good, but all aspects of food and clothing are top-notch, not because of the love of the elders.

Others are so envious of them being the apprentices of the Supreme Elder, it is because the Supreme Elder, a little bit of something in his hand, is enough for others to benefit for a lifetime.

"The cultivation world respects the strong, and you don't need to spend too much time on interpersonal communication. If your cultivation is not enough, everything you say is useless."

Even if the Xie family doesn't worship the strong so much, this rule is still applicable.

He, a playboy who only knows how to talk, doesn't matter what he says, but his brother's opinion is taken seriously.

Xie Randeng taught him: "You don't need to say anything nice. When someone is talking, look into the other person's eyes, nod when you hear what is right, and occasionally praise, um, yes, these two words are enough. "

He didn't expect Luo Qingyao to suddenly become eloquent, and he could have both sides. This kind of thing can't be forced, and there is no need to force it.

"Then what if you hear something that I don't think is right?"

"If someone asks you something you don't want to do, just refuse it directly. If it's the head, the elders, they can be more tactful if they make a request."

Although their current status is very high, this seniority is false. Compared with cultivation, connections, and age, those elders are the stronger side.

Although they can complain to their master, how can a real man complain at every turn? It would be useless if the elders were required to come forward for some trivial matters.

What's more, the elder Taishang is unreliable at first glance, and he is always in seclusion. His control over the sect is far worse than the head of the sect.

If when they were trapped, the Supreme Elder retreated, maybe the body was cold and the other party hadn't come out yet.

Xie Randeng has used a lot of Fu Qing's words today, and he has already confirmed that the cheap master is unreliable.

It's not that the Supreme Elder is unreliable, but only a little bit reliable.

According to the current identities of the two of them, Xie Randeng is not afraid of other people finding fault openly, but afraid of the kind of soft knife that disgusts people within the range.

Xie Randeng taught Luo Qingyao his precious life tips without reservation: "If you are not sure about something, you can shirk it and say you want to discuss it, and I will help you find a way together. If you really don't want to do it, put the pot Just push it on our master's head."

He took out the books he brought from Mortal Realm from his storage ring: "Read these books carefully these few days, and you can ask me if you don't understand."

The elder Taishang who went out to send invitations to his old rivals in person, suddenly felt a sudden pain in his head for some reason, and he always had an ominous premonition.

However, the joy of accepting his apprentice still prevailed, and he was going to write invitations for some old fellows himself.

In the past, others took in apprentices, unlike him, after thousands of years, it was hard to find another one who was pleasing to the eye, and it was still one-on-one.

The two young apprentices from the mortal world are too poor, he always wants to ask those old guys for some good things, and he can't let the two apprentices lose his face.

The invitation was by the way, he mainly had to come out to look for the things he had hidden before, and pick up some things that the disciples could use. After so many years of retreat, he had forgotten what he had hidden back then.

There are two flowers blooming, one for each branch. The master over there is painstaking, and the apprentice is not too shy.

Xie Randeng took out three books in total, all of which were thin booklets with not many words.

"I must look good."

Luo Qingyao picked up the last one: "This is?"

The third book is different from the first two. The first two are small stories to tell the big truth, and achieve the effect of warning words through entertaining and entertaining. The third book is a reference book.

"Would you like to be my apprentice?"

"What's the benefit of being your apprentice?"

The conversations of several people in the hall, including the sounds of the wind, birdsong, and the environment, are reproduced in a small square of heaven and earth.

With just one mouth, Xie Randeng restored more than a dozen voices.

Luo Qingyao's eyes widened: "Husband, you are amazing!"

"It's just a trivial skill, as long as you are willing to learn it, you can learn it very quickly."

He actually learned things very quickly. At that time, there was a ventriloquist performer. Xie Randeng was very interested in listening to it. It only took one day from getting started to mastering it. He did it easily. It would take five or ten years for others to get level.

Not only ventriloquism, Xie Randeng is also easy to learn, but the Xie family is an aristocratic family, so it needs style and elegance.

Those craftsmen who perform in front of others are all low-class people who are looked down upon by the aristocratic family. Even if Xie Randeng has learned it, he will never perform in front of others.

After all, his mother would only scold him for being useless, and only focus on learning this.

Luo Qingyao is different, no matter what he does, the other party will look at him with that kind of adoring eyes.

In the past, Xie Randeng always felt that the elders would be fooled by a few sweet words, but in fact it was nothing more than that, but now it seems that the Hero Tomb is not unreasonable.

At least Luo Qingyao's bright eyes are very useful to him.Ran Deng lowered the corners of his lips, and then raised them uncontrollably: "This move is hidden, so you can't use it casually."

Good steel should be used wisely. This is a tactic only used when throwing a big pot and doing black hands.

And in the world of comprehension, cultivation is the most important, otherwise the voice can be imitated, and the identity will still be exposed by others.

"Now let's go to another class."

The two of them are mortals now, and they have stepped into the realm of comprehension, and their cultivation bases must also step into the avenue of comprehension.

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