The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

This was the first time Gu Yuan saw a small red mole next to his master's ear. In the previous life, Gu Yuan and Yan Xingjun rarely got together except for the inevitable communication.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, at the beginning, it didn't seem to be like this.

The Qingxuan Peak where his master is located has very few people. Although Yan Xingjun is a fairy, he is weak and sick, so he can only stay in Qingxuan Peak for a long time. Finally, he received an apprentice, which added a human touch to Qingxuan Peak. He always likes to chat with Gu Yuan whenever he has something to do.

It's a pity that later Qing Han Xianzun found out how to tease Gu Yuan, but Gu Yuan didn't respond, so he had to give up.

Later, when Gu Yuan devoted himself to practicing the way of ruthlessness, the relationship between the two became weaker, and only the relationship between master and apprentice remained. Occasionally, Qing Han Xianzun wanted to visit Gu Yuan, but every time he went to the door, he finally retreated. .

Sensing Gu Yuan's gaze, Yan Xingjun jokingly said, "Why does the little apprentice keep looking at him as a teacher? Could it be that he is afraid? Or is he fascinated by it?"

Gu Yuan felt the temperature of his subordinates, looked up at Yan Xingjun, and replied, "Master is so cold."

Yan Xingjun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't expect Gu Yuan to ask this question, his smile subsided a little, and he looked at Gu Yuan lightly, as if he had thought of something, and then slowly said after a long while, "Well, this The body is transformed by the spiritual power of the teacher, and the main body is being adopted at Qingxuan Peak, you won't despise being a teacher, right?"

Gu Yuan shook his head, holding Yan Xingjun tightly.

Qingxuan Peak is located in the Moon Feather Sect, but it does not completely belong to the Moon Feather Sect. Although it is affiliated, it is not affiliated. Passing through layers of clouds and surrounded by mist, when hearing the cry of the white crane , Flying a little deeper, it is Qingxuan Peak.

The Moon Feather Sect is not allowed to walk through the air. After entering the Moon Feather Sect, Yan Xingjun controlled the sword to fall.

Gu Yuan walked this road countless times, he turned his gaze back and focused on Yan Xingjun.

After arriving at the destination, Yan Xingjun's sword slowly fell on the flat ground, and he retracted the sword. Before Yan Xingjun could make the next move, he suddenly felt a tight waist.

Looking down, it was the flute around his waist that was grabbed by Gu Yuan.

The little apprentice just arrived here, perhaps because the flute was the first thing Gu Yuan caught, so under tension, he forgot to let go.

Yan Xingjun secretly held back his smile, he just thought that such a little apprentice was more interesting than the cold face when he first met, who seemed to be derailed from the whole world.

Yan Xingjun turned around, took Gu Yuan's hand lightly, took it off the sword, and then put his hand on the flute at his waist. His bony fingers wrapped around the flute, and the firmly tied flute was like this It fell into Gu Yuan's hands.

Gu Yuan was stunned, and heard Yan Xingjun ask with a smile, "Little apprentice, do you like this flute so much?"

Gu Yuan was puzzled for a moment, and quickly realized that Yan Xingjun had misunderstood. It was only after seeing the backs of Qingxuanfeng and Master that he realized clearly that he was really reborn.

It is not necessarily true to say that it is rebirth, this life is completely different from the previous life, maybe it is another world.

Before Gu Yuan could answer, Yan Xingjun stretched out his hand again and wrapped Gu Yuan's hand in his hand. Between the two hands was a jade flute.

Yan Xingjun: "Since I like it so much, my little apprentice has to take it away. If I lose it, I will not compensate the second one for my teacher."

After the flute completely fell into Gu Yuan's hands, Yan Xingjun smiled, and slowly let go of his hand. After the last word was finished, the body transformed from spiritual power slowly floated in the air.

This gift was given so suddenly, Gu Yuan rubbed the flute for a while, and could feel the words "Yan Xingjun" engraved on the flute.

Gu Yuan vaguely remembered that a disciple of the Yueyu Sect said that this flute was left by the mother of the Qinghan Immortal, and was usually treasured by the Qinghan Immortal, but he did not expect...how could it be given to him so easily today.

At first, he thought that he didn't know his master very well, and that the "heart-piercing" cry he heard before he died was probably a revolving hallucination, but now he is not sure.

Looking at the flute in a daze, he suddenly heard the same address as in memory.

Only this time the sound was more pleasant than I remembered.

"Little apprentice." A smiling voice came from behind, and a faint bamboo fragrance wafted to the tip of Gu Yuan's nose. As soon as Gu Yuan looked up, he saw Yan Xingjun standing not far away, and waved at him, "Little apprentice, Here."

Gu Yuan withdrew his thoughts and said, "Master, this flute..." He raised his hand, wanting to return the flute.

Yan Xingjun sighed, showing an angry look. Seeing that Gu Yuan hadn't passed by, he quickly walked to Gu Yuan's side, took Gu Yuan's hand, and said, "Why, do you still want to return it to the teacher? I gave it away You, it’s yours, throw it away or keep it, just don’t give it back to the teacher. Besides, the little apprentice is so cute, why don’t you give me a flute?”

When speaking, Yan Xingjun raised the end of his eyes, with a layer of faint red, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish, as if he really just gave away a worthless thing.

Gu Yuan couldn't help but start to think, his master was taken away by someone, right?

Thinking about it again, at the very beginning, Shizun seemed to be a teaser who couldn't hold his tongue.

Seeing that Gu Yuan didn't move, Yan Xingjun quickly tied the flute around Gu Yuan's waist, nodded in satisfaction, then frowned and looked at Gu Yuan's clothes, and said, "Your clothes, turn around and help your master." Find another one." As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed a few times in a low voice, and the red color at the end of his eyes became a little darker.

Yan Xingjun's complexion was not very good, maybe it was due to the consumption of a lot of aura, which made his whole face pale and feeble. The sunlight seemed to be able to penetrate Yan Xingjun's skin and shine on Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan looked away and said thank you.

The news that Qinghan Xianzun, the master of Qingxuan Peak, the owner of "Fourteen Swords" accepted his apprentice, quickly spread throughout the Moon Feather Sect, but on the way to Qingxuan Peak, Gu Yuan could feel a lot of concealment eyes cast on him.

"How did Qing Han Xianzun accept such an apprentice..."

"I heard that they were collected from the lower realms. How can there be any talent in the lower realms? Let me see, being an outer disciple is as good as the sky. How can you be a disciple of Qing Han Xianzun?"

"Speaking of which, why would Qing Han Xianzun have the leisure to go to the lower realm?"

"Who knows, this kid also hit his luck. I heard that he was bumped into by the Qinghan Immortal Venerable in danger. The Qinghan Immortal Venerable was kind, so he brought him back to be a disciple."

"Wow, look quickly, he, he, why do his eyes look like this? My God, what did Qing Han Xianzun see in him?"

……

There were too many chattering voices in my ears, even though the people around me tried their best to lower the volume, Gu Yuan could still hear them clearly.

However, Gu Yuan was not annoyed. He lived for a hundred years in his last life, and his ears were already covered with these gossips. If he really cares about these children, then he will really live a better life.

However, in the previous life, after he woke up, he visited the peak masters of various peaks. Several peak masters said that he was a genius of the "ruthless way". Or fear, that is also quietly discussed in private.

Unlike this time, maliciousness rushed to his face, and he was completely presumptuous.

I don't know if it's because Gu Yuan hasn't practiced the "ruthless way", but the heart that had been silent for a long time started beating, which made Gu Yuan feel that this scene was quite interesting.

He lowered his eyes, pretended not to hear, and continued walking.

"Master, Master?" After not walking a few steps, Yan Xingjun suddenly stopped, and Gu Yuan had to stop strangely.

Yan Xingjun put his hand on his waist and touched it, then suddenly remembered that his flute had been given to the young disciples, turned his hand, put it behind his back, and strode in front of several disciples.

He was still smiling, and looked very approachable. He walked up to the disciples who were watching, bent his fingers, and knocked on the heads of several disciples one by one, before saying with a smile, "Gossip here? Do you need me?" Discipline and discipline you for your master, what is the friendship of the same school?"

Several disciples backed away again and again, saying "No, no, no" in their mouths, and fled without daring to raise their heads.

Yan Xingjun hummed in a low voice, returned to Gu Yuan's side, and led the way again, but at a slower pace than before.

Gu Yuan followed Yan Xingjun, seeing Yan Xingjun always wanting to look at him but holding back for some reason, secretly laughed in his heart, he raised his head, tilted his head, softened his voice, and asked, "Master, What's wrong?"

!!!

Looking at Gu Yuan, Yan Xingjun's heart almost melted into water.

The little apprentice had a hard life before, and his face looked very tender. At first glance, it only made people feel that it was still a long time before he became an adult. Even though Yan Xingjun had already touched the roots of the little apprentice, he clearly knew that he was an adult. .

But even so, when Gu Yuan's eyes were clear and he looked at him wholeheartedly, Yan Xingjun sighed in his heart, the decision to accept Gu Yuan as his apprentice was really correct.

Unable to resist such obedient eyes, Yan Xingjun's face turned red. The Qinghan Immortal Venerable, who was talking and laughing calmly, disappeared like a hallucination, and he could no longer see the slightest appearance.

Yan Xingjun's footsteps and breathing stagnated, his face blushed without realizing it, and he thought his face was normal, but he put his hands behind his back, his fingers wrapped around his wide sleeves, and carefully hid his master's thoughts.

"I..." After a while, Yan Xingjun suddenly said, "Master, I think your eyes are beautiful."

After struggling for a long time, it turned out to be just such a sentence.

Gu Yuan's eyes were ridiculed by little monsters in the lower realms; in the Moon Feather Sect, they were said to be unknown, and this was the first time someone praised his eyes so bluntly.

Gu Yuan smiled, "Thank you, Master, for your compliment."

Yan Xingjun: ...

If you want to die, it's really cuter.

The place Yan Xingjun found for Gu Yuan was not far from the place where Yan Xingjun lived, and he took him to the place where Gu Yuan lived. Comfortable clothes.

Xuan Yusi.

Clothes with self-cleaning effect and the effect of sensing the aura of heaven and earth, as well as a certain defensive effect, are most suitable for disciples who have just started or are about to get started.

It's just that Xuan Yusi itself is very precious, and it would be wasteful to use it to make clothes, so there are not a few pieces in a sect, so they are usually used by the young sect master or the most favored apprentice.

Yan Xingjun glanced at his clothes, "You're running out of time, so just make do with it."

He smiled and continued to ask, "Can the apprentice wear it? Do you need help for the master?"

"The disciple is not talented." Gu Yuan's crow-like eyelashes drooped, and the shadow hit his fair skin. Hearing this, he seemed to have been wronged, "Although he is just a mortal, but when he was in the lower realm , my mother felt that my eyes were dirty even if she looked at me more than once, so I will still wear this kind of clothes."

Yan Xingjun panicked and wanted to stretch out his hand to comfort Gu Yuan. He deeply felt that what he said before was really out of his mind. He knew that the little apprentice was having a bad time in the lower realm, but he still wanted to poke the pain here. His head was really confused. Come up with those sentences.

With his hands in mid-air, Yan Xingjun looked at Gu Yuan helplessly, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

I don't know who is wronged.

This is really, far beyond Gu Yuan's expectations.

He knew that Master seldom went out and was simple-minded and ignorant of worldly affairs, but this was...too simple.

This is the Qing Han immortal who pierced the demon with a sword and sealed the demon underground, preventing the demon from rebirth forever?

Gu Yuan took the initiative to pull Yan Xingjun's hand, Yan Xingjun's hand was cold, not much hotter than the body transformed by the aura before, like a piece of jade being carried close to the body, the warmth can dissipate in a moment.

Gu Yuan smiled, revealing the dimples on both sides: "Thank you, Master, for the clothes, I, I like them very much."

Falling into Gu Yuan's hand, this jade-like hand gradually became warm with a human touch.

Yan Xingjun bit his lower lip and was not used to being so close to people. He resisted his instinct and didn't take his hand back. He glanced at Gu Yuan with a guilty conscience, and said slowly, "No, you're welcome, I'm waiting outside as a teacher. , you dress well and call yourself a teacher."

After Gu Yuan nodded in agreement, Yan Xingjun hurried out, not daring to look back.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and changed into his clothes.

After changing clothes and going out, Yan Xingjun was no longer outside the door. Gu Yuan felt strange and called "Master" a few times but got no response. His eyes darkened, and Gu Yuan walked towards Yan Xingjun's yard.

The place where Yan Xingjun lived was restricted, and Gu Yuan didn't suddenly think of it until he entered.

Not being stopped, it means that Yan Xingjun has withdrawn from the restriction.

Obviously just accepted him as a disciple.

Even though he knew that Yan Xingjun would not be bullied because of his superb cultivation, and there was no other magic weapon in the house to steal, Gu Yuan still sighed in his heart, Master's heart is too big.

A voice came from inside the room, presumably the master should be inside, but before Gu Yuan approached, two voices were talking inside.

"Qing Han Xianzun, although you don't participate in the sect's internal affairs, you are still the peak master of the Moon Feather Sect. For no reason, you have accepted an apprentice from the lower realm. What's going on?"

Gu Yuan paused and stopped outside the house.

"...I'm just protecting the sect by my father's order. Isn't it my freedom to accept any apprentice?"

"Yes, you are strong, you can do whatever you want, but don't forget, you are pregnant..." The other person realized that he had lost his composure, swallowed the rest of the words, and changed the topic, "I also saw it before. That apprentice of yours is not suitable for cultivating the ruthless way at all."

Sect Master Yueyu, Gu Yuan knows this voice.

When we first met him in the previous life, this man's eyes were almost bright when he saw him, he clapped his hands and applauded, brows brows brimming with joy, and bluntly said, "Finally a genius who cultivates the 'ruthless way' has emerged in the sect."

Many treasures were also given to him.

Gu Yuan didn't like the look in this person's eyes, so he just looked at the suzerain and these treasures coldly, and after a glance, he looked back without moving.

The suzerain smiled instead of anger, and said with a smile: "It really is a good story."

At that time, his master frowned in disapproval and said, "This son... will not go far."

Just as Gu Yuan wanted to speak out, he heard Yan Xingjun from inside the room, smiling, as if showing off his apprentice, speaking slowly, but with a tone that could not be resisted.

"Sect Master, my little apprentice, on the path of ruthlessness, he will surely achieve great success."