The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

Ye Jue staggered and took a step back.

A sense of fear suddenly appeared in his heart, and the young man's expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile. Although he was thin and small, his calm and composed aura forcibly suppressed him, an immortal.He had an inexplicable premonition that he seemed to have made a mistake in teaching him, and letting Qi Bofeng move to his small courtyard might not calm the current crisis, but put himself in a more dangerous situation.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of this ominous premonition. This young man moved into his yard with no cultivation base. What kind of waves can a person the size of a pea diced make?

"Since Afeng is willing, the matter is settled." Xiao Minghong nodded.

Ye Jue also turned around and told the young man: "Since you have heard the conversation just now, go and pack up your things and move them to this fairy's courtyard."

Qi Bofeng bowed his head: "Yes."

The boy's burden is not much, and he just arrived at Guhe Peak for a few days, the only spirit treasure he can take out is the spirit sword given by Xiao Minghong, and his clothes are only a pine crane in green clothes, which he holds in his arms shabbyly, step by step. Pass through the green bamboo forest and climb up to the elegant residence in the bamboo forest.

Ye Jue stood at the door, welcoming the boy and Xiao Minghong with a smile on his face.Xiao Minghong stood in front of the courtyard to bid farewell, told him to practice diligently, then turned and left.

"Bang Dang!" The courtyard door was closed heavily, Ye Jue instantly turned into a vicious man, and the gloomy young man bared his fangs.

"Qi Bofeng." Ye Jishen gritted his teeth and said, "Since you have entered my courtyard, you must abide by the rules here. You can go out on the first day of every month, and you must stay in the courtyard to practice swords during the rest of the time... yes Now, any kind of mind method and sword art must go through my hands, and you are not allowed to practice in private!"

He said all the rules, and it was obviously effective. Seeing the young man's face tense, his eyes widened, he looked like he was facing a big enemy.

"Yes, Xianjun." Qi Bofeng replied stiffly.

"That's good, be good, be good to everyone." Ye Jue felt relieved immediately, he signaled the boy to lead the boy to the back house, and he went back to the house and stretched fiercely.

After days of worry and fear, I finally got a good night's sleep.

The next day, the first ray of golden light in the morning light hit the white gauze bed curtain, as if the color was gilded, and a few morning birdsong came to his ears, Ye Jue lazily turned over and fell into sleep.

"Dangdang." There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Ye Jue asked in a daze, Yaju's disciples knew his schedule, and they usually had no special reason, so they wouldn't annoy him early in the morning.

"Xianjun, it's me." It was Qi Bofeng's voice.

Ye Jue suddenly opened his eyes.

In the next second, the fairy in white clothes was meticulously dressed, standing on the steps of the house with his body covered, his face covered with a hood, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Morning, Xianjun." Qi Bofeng knelt on the wet bluestone floor in the cold night, and kowtowed his head heavily in the morning light.

"Oh." Ye Jue yawned silently, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, it's really uncomfortable to wake up naturally without sleeping.

"Let's leave if there is nothing to do." He said, turning around and preparing to go back to his room to catch up on sleep.

"Xianjun." Qi Bofeng called him to stop: "You haven't assigned the lessons of cultivation yet."

Ye Jue stopped, he did say this yesterday, the sword formulas and mental techniques that the young man practiced must pass through his hands, since he promised to teach the young man, he naturally has to teach something, and he can't fool others.

"You are a swordsman, so let's practice swords first." He took out a book of sword formulas, threw it to the young man, and returned to the room without looking back.

This noon sleep was interrupted, Ye Jue drank a pot of tea unhappily, and complained.This lack of sleep, the rabbit's white fur tends to become rough, as a plush, he attaches great importance to his fur.

Sandalwood was lit in the room, and he propped his head on his hand, and the incense soaked his consciousness. The Ye Jue was slowly closed, his spiritual power was running, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. When he was about to fall into the sea of ​​sleep, a sudden sound interrupted him.

"Dangdangdang."

"Who is it?"

"Return to Xianjun, the homework in the morning has been completed, please check with Xianjun."

Ye Jue: "..."

Ye Jue opened the door indifferently, and Qi Bofeng stood respectfully in front of the door, with a very low posture: "On the matter of swordsmanship, I also ask the fairy to give advice."

And Ye Jue looked up and down the boy with knife-like eyes: "You did it on purpose."

Qi Bofeng's body froze, and he lowered his posture again: "It's my fault for bothering Xianjun, but Xianjun taught me personally, so I don't dare not be careful."

Ye Jue: Hehe.

He was so stunned that he was speechless, who made him vow to "teach" his junior?He could only rub the center of his brows, sat down, and signaled Qi Bofeng to start practicing the sword, the wind of the sword was blowing, and he just wanted to sleep.

In the evening, Ye Jue let out a long sigh of relief, leaning his face against the window frame, watching Qi Bofeng withdraw his sword and disappear into the backyard, he rubbed his face, and happily walked out of the room, ready to have some fun.

Guhefeng pays attention to elegance, so naturally he has no worldly pleasures, but as a little white rabbit, the happiest thing for him is to have carrots to eat.The vegetables on this mountain are all inspired by the aura of heaven and earth, and the carrots are extraordinarily sweet and crunchy. He only needs to go around a path to reach the vegetable field.

Ye Jue carefully picked out the biggest and reddest carrot, and walked to the stream to wash away the soil. The water in the stream was cold and sweeter than the rinsed carrots.

And he had just finished washing the carrots, and was about to start chewing them, but when he turned his head, he bumped into a face that was too familiar.

"Qi, Bo, Feng." Ye Jue squeezed out these three words from the roots of his teeth, filled with overwhelming hatred.

Qi Bofeng didn't rush, leaned over and saluted: "I've seen Xianjun."

"Why are you here?" Ye Jue asked bluntly.

"It's okay, I can't sleep at night, come and walk." Qi Bofeng put his posture extremely low.

Hehe, believe me.Ye Jue rolled his eyes in his heart. At this moment, he was sure that the young man was deliberately torturing him for revenge. As a fairy, he naturally had a way to overwhelm others. He cleared his throat and was about to speak, but the young man suddenly spoke out. .

"Xianjun, your hobby is really unique, you like to eat carrots." Qi Bofeng said with a smile.

Alarm bells rang in Ye Jue's heart, and he raised his head suddenly.The young man's gaze was like a piercing cold sword, piercing into his heart unexpectedly, as if he had already discovered all his secrets.

Suddenly, fear rose in his heart, and he wanted to hide it by wrapping the carrot in a white sleeve and carrying it behind his back. As the saying goes, he has a guilty conscience. He was originally a rabbit, but now holding a carrot, he felt even more guilty.

Relying on his identity as a junior, he walked sideways on Guhe Peak before, so what's the point of growing carrots?Even if vegetables are grown all over the mountains and plains, others dare not object.But when Qi Bofeng mentioned the carrot, he realized that his behavior had gone too far.

"Eating carrots... is also a kind of practice." Ye Jue left in a hurry after leaving behind a sentence.

And Qi Bofeng looked at Ye Jue's back that was drifting away, his awed little face changed little by little until it became completely gloomy.

"Ye, Jue, Xian, Jun." The young man paused every word, chewing on the name with hatred, like an angry kitten.

As long as he went down the mountain earlier that day, maybe the lord hadn't left, maybe he could see the lord smoothly, even if he was wandering and hiding everywhere, he would be willing, but it was this villain who went to sue and stopped him...

The young man closed his eyes lightly, and with a ruthless pull of his fingers, the emerald green bamboo leaves were completely split into two pieces, thrown into the stream, and drifted away with the current.

"Ye Jue, you can hide it well, don't let me catch it!"

......

The conversation in the evening made Ye Jue terrified, the little rabbit huddled under the blanket, counted his actions over the past few years, and was surprised to find that there were many loopholes. Xiao Minghong had already found out that it was a rabbit monster.

Just as he was thinking, he took advantage of the moonlight to stare at his wrist, and saw that the white jade wrist turned into a furry rabbit paw.

Ye Jue:! ! !

The little white rabbit hurriedly got up, looked left and right, and found that he had inexplicably changed back to the shape of a rabbit. He sat cross-legged and meditated, drawing spiritual power from his dantian to maintain his human shape, but found that his dantian was empty of spiritual power, like dry sand and stones. The spiritual power in the body is almost dry and cannot be used. If you use magic formulas to force it, your back will hurt like a knife stab.

"God is going to kill me, Ye Baitu!" Ye Jue collapsed on the bed with a face full of despair, thinking that if he couldn't transform today, he might die tomorrow.

Fortunately, the full moon is full tonight, the moonlight is brighter and cleaner than in the past, and the ice-type spiritual power is released to the maximum. The silver-white rabbit fur of the little white rabbit absorbs the spiritual power of the moonlight. For the fairy monarch in white.

But the sadness between his brows hasn't subsided in the slightest. It's not accidental that he can't control his body today. If he can't find a corresponding method, he will reveal his secrets sooner or later.

"Actually, it's your own fault." Ye Jue said to himself, "This toss is too much, and the body is hit hard and then it is full of pain. There will definitely be abnormalities."

Lixiangyulusan has been used, and now I can only pray that the disease will get better soon.

So in the middle of the night, Ye Jue tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and kept praying silently in his heart, hoping that Xiao Minghong would not be too concerned, and that his illness would recover soon.He didn't fall asleep until the early morning light appeared in the sky.

"Dangdangdang." There was a knock on the door, Qi Bofeng came to greet the morning.

"Uncle Qi." It was the voice of Sansao Tong: "Immortal Ye Jue told me yesterday that you should practice according to yesterday's kung fu, and you don't need to ask for good morning."

The implication is, don't disturb Xianjun's sleep.

Hearing this conversation in a daze, Ye Jue felt very relieved, rubbed his ears, and was about to sleep in, but the young man outside the door mentioned: "There is something I don't understand about the sword formula I practiced yesterday. , I want to ask Xianjun."

The little boy replied: "The fairy has not yet woken up, so you should stand and wait in front of the door!"

Qi Bofeng disagreed: "Senior Brother Xiao taught me that not an inch of time should be wasted. I will read some books while waiting for Xianjun to wake up in the morning. Where is Xianjun's study room? I will borrow a book." .”

The little boy looked hesitant, but considering the personnel matter in front of him, Junior Master Qi, he nodded: "Okay."

And Ye Jue was still in a half-dream, half-awake sleep, his slow mind caught the word "study", and suddenly remembered that the books that were confiscated two days ago were still carelessly thrown on the desk...

In the next second, Ye Jue's clothes neatly stopped in front of the young man, and he firmly blocked the way to the study.

"What do you want?" He looked nervous.

And the boy shrugged nonchalantly, innocently: "Nothing."

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