Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

I turned the whole Yaoshan around, went around and went back to the square.

When the head of Junhuan found Su Changyi with the post, she sat on the milk jade stone chair in the square and basked in the sun.

The sun is shining and the autumn wind is blowing.

The Lingqing Hall rested in the afternoon until the day after tomorrow, and the whole square was deserted, except for the wind blowing from nowhere, tearing the air hard.

Sect Master Jun Huan walked over with a long sword in a silver sheath. The hilt of the red jade sword was warm and lustrous under the bright sun, like solidified blood, shining red.

Su Changyi held the script in her hand, she knew what it was.

"How is your sister?"

The head of Junhuan's sect is named Zhu Yu, and she is also a rare Mahayana female cultivator. Her cultivation is unfathomable, and she never showed up easily in the past.

In the novel "It Hurts and Kicks Me by My Ass", he is the second character to appear on the stage, mainly to help the original Junyao Xianzun take care of all the affairs, and then go back to continue the retreat. Only when the protagonist He Qing When the evil is in the devil, it suddenly appears in the world.

Junyao Immortal Venerable is Zhu Yu's third junior sister, and it can also be said that Zhu Yu brought up the child hand in hand.

Maybe it's the original body's relationship, Su Changyi naturally developed a sense of dependence on Zhu Yu beyond the blood relationship, they are not blood relatives better than blood relatives.

Su Changyi smiled like a flower, watching Zhu Yu put aside the silver-sheathed red jade long sword, she knew the original body's character, but there might be something that has not been carefully described in the fantasy world of the novel.

Su Changyi was afraid of being exposed, so he could only mix truth and falsehood and said, "I haven't felt any discomfort yet. Maybe it's because I've been a little tired recently, and I always feel that I have forgotten a lot of things. But it's okay, it should be something trivial, no Worth mentioning."

Zhu Yu smiled, reached out and flicked her forehead.

Su Changyi let out a pain, and heard the other party say: "You still see it that way. I just want to ask you, although a leaf is small, it can block Mount Tai with a single leaf. A cultivator's major is the heart. You forget this and that, don't you?" Have you even forgotten that you are in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage?”

Su Changyi's hands hanging by his legs trembled.

She holds the script, she knows what happened here.

Su Changyi smirked and said, "Where is it?"

Zhu Yu's eyes flashed suddenly.

Su Changyi suddenly changed his tone, and said with a smile: "I think senior sister is forgetting this and forgetting that? Senior sister has lived in the Mahayana stage for a long time, and her cultivation is naturally unpredictable. What's the matter? Is it because I don't like my new breakthrough to the Mahayana stage?" Your cultivation base is not stable, you want to block me with the Tribulation Transcendence Period?"

"Haha. How could it be?" Zhu Yu took Su Changyi's hand, pressed it between his palms, and suppressed his smile, "You are the child I watched grow up, and my junior sister, you go to Guanshan for a Such a major event happened during the war, and I was concerned about too many things, so how could I pay attention to the details?"

"Chang Yi, you were very talented when you were young, but in a hundred years you have surpassed your senior sister Qinghe by two realms, and now you have reached Mahayana in less than 200 years. You are the most likely to succeed our master in the world today. Immortal." Zhu Yu's palm exerted some strength and pressed heavily on the back of Su Changyi's hand, "You are the future Lieyang of Shangqingxu, how can you not pay attention to safety and put yourself in danger?"

"Senior Sister—"

Su Changyi drew a long tone, a little coquettish, blinked his eyes again, and shed two lines of tears in his heart.

The future Lieyang of Shangqing Ruins you mentioned was dug out by the protagonist decades later, tortured half to death.

Just say miserable, right? !

"Senior sister, I will definitely pay attention next time." Su Changyi said with a smile.

Zhu Yu shook his head helplessly, "I hope you are so, I will go to retreat in a few days. Your Senior Sister Qinghe is quite mature and thoughtful, and there is nothing wrong with asking her to deal with anything. As for Bai Lian...except I don't know anything other than medical skills, and I don't expect her to improve much in the morning class that Bai Xia took before, but I beg her not to pull you, and make you waste your cultivation."

Su Changyi: "..."

Don't waste it, she doesn't know how to cultivate at all!No mention in the novel!

Su Changyi was dumb, unable to lead the conversation further in the direction of cultivation, so he had to change the subject and ask: "Understood, so senior sister—can you return the sword to me?"

The snow-white silver scabbard, the hilt of the sword is cold to the touch, red as blood jade.

This is the saber of Junyao Xianzun, the name of the sword: Fengshuang.

After the Fengshuang sword chopped off the top of Guanshan Mountain, causing a world-shaking movement, Qin Ze, the foreign head of Lingxu, who used to use strange tricks, picked him up and flew away with his sword.

When the body of Junyao Xianzun was transported back, the disciples of Shangqingxu turned the whole Guanshan inside and out again, and only then fished out the sword from a crack that went straight into the ground.

Zhu Yu pressed the blade of the sword, and said: "My original intention is to let you settle down. All the sects in the cultivation world are supposed to work together with the same root, but Qinze used Xiasanlan to hurt you so much, and directly forced you to hold on to the original Damage to cultivation, I know your temper well, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear this hatred."

As she spoke, she took out another wedding invitation.

"Here."

Zhu Yu pressed the wedding invitation and the Fengshuang Sword into her palm, "Invitation from Lingxu, in the middle of next month, the disciples of Qinze and Immortal Jinlin will become Taoist couples, and we are inviting all Taoist friends from the cultivation world to come. Congratulations. Whether you want to go or not, you have to figure it out for yourself, the matter between you and Qinze is a private matter, and the Shangqing Ruins and Lingxu Outer World are matters between various sects in the cultivation world. Senior sister still hopes that you can avoid the important things."

"it is good."

Su Changyi accepted the post, thinking in his heart, the tragic love triangle is coming soon? !Stimulate!

Su Changyi and Zhu Yu sat in the square until night.

The sky above the whole square is a vast galaxy, and the late autumn wind brings a little coolness, blowing the fragrant wind contained in the silver thread floating clouds and neon clothes.

Although Zhu Yu still had doubts about her embrace of Yuan Shouyi, after a whole afternoon of back and forth, Su Changyi had been cautiously dealing with it all afternoon, and was already exhausted.

Su Changyi held down Zhu Yu and continued to talk about it, so he couldn't help begging for forgiveness, "Sister, let's talk tomorrow? I'm too tired, please let me go?"

Zhu Yu looked at her under the icy moonlight, "Alright then."

Su Changyi raised his hand to say goodbye to the other party, but Zhu Yu suddenly put his hand on her shoulder and patted her, "You should pay more attention to rest these few days, if you are bored, just let Qingxie accompany you, when your bones come back, she will All the tears were shed."

"Hey, Qingxie?" Su Changyi asked uncertainly.

If Zhu Yu hadn't held the script in her hand, she might have thought that the other party was crying for her with genuine emotion.

"I watched this child grow up, and I share the same room with Rourou. Rourou's nature is as playful as Bai Lian's. I'm afraid she will spoil Qingxie. Anyway, it's good for you to watch her more." .”

"All right." Su Changyi reluctantly agreed.

Now hearing these three words He Qingxie gives people a headache. She still remembers what He Qingxie said about her before.

But the other party didn't seem to be having a good time, and she was punished to copy books.

"Then junior sister will leave." "Let's go."

***

The candles were blazing brightly, and the hall was majestic. The seven-star red candle lamp holder knocked down by the coffin board had been moved back to its original place, and the coffin board that was shattered by a sword was also cleaned up.

In the bright and shining hall, there was a figure crawling, kneeling on the ground and scratching wax oil.

Taking a closer look, this is exactly the female disciple who admitted her mistake and asked for punishment in the square before.

Her name is Hu Ying, and she went to Shangqingxu at the age of seven, and was selected into the Lingqing Palace at the age of 14. She stayed there for six years, and now she is in her prime.

Hu Ying thinks that she is real, iron-clad, and beautiful, but she is almost past seventy now.

She couldn't understand how she thanked Su Changyi so sincerely in the square, weeping with joy!

Should it be that she is blind?

The Immortal Junyao of Lingqing Palace is still the unoffendable, unpredictable Junyao Immortal, that cruel smiling tiger.

The seven-star red candle lamp stand is uneven, shaped like a seven-star, and the wax oil splashes are also uneven, bit by bit scattered in different places.

The most important thing is that the floor of Lingqing Hall is still traditionally decorated with vermilion!

Damn it!Her waist is going to be gone!

Hu Ying supported her waist with one hand and supported the ground with the other. She lay on the ground and shaved for most of the day, and there was more than half left.

She has been struggling in the Lingqing Palace for six years, but she is just an ordinary foundation-building monk. She has never seen a few times such as the decontamination technique, which can only be used by monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The right to use the Shangqingxu Square is divided into sections. For example, the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage use it at the hour of Chen, and the monks of the Golden Core Stage will never use it at this hour, but choose the afternoon or Si hour. of.

Therefore, she seldom sees Golden Core stage monks using spells, and even if they do, she only sees them once every three years.

So, Su Changyi bid farewell to Zhu Yu, and as soon as he entered the main hall of Lingqing Palace, he saw a figure crawling forward.

Hu Ying knelt on the ground, her back was facing Su Changyi, and she lowered her head to shovel the solidified wax with a finely carved jade shovel.

He bent down for a while, knelt on the ground for a while, stood up straight with his hands on his back, and put the shoveled wax and oil crumbs in the small jade tube at hand.

Su Changyi didn't expect that she was still doing it, so he walked over unconsciously, and stopped behind him, "Have you been doing it for a long time?" She remembered that this female disciple came over after she finished speaking.

Hu Ying was taken aback by Qingyin's sudden appearance, she turned around quickly, and lowered her head in astonishment, "Master, Master."

"Hmm—" Su Changyi smiled playfully, "What? Can I eat you? You were in a panic twice, are you afraid of me?"

I would rather you eat me!

Hu Ying couldn't help slandering, but her mouth was trembling, "No, it's not. The master treats the disciple with affection, the master is really joking, how can the disciple be afraid of the master?"

"Really. Let's do it." Su Changyi pushed the silver flowers that were messed up on his shoulders behind him, and watched the extinguished candles swayed by the wind, "You have been doing it for so long, go back and rest early .”

Hu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and respectfully said: "If the master has nothing to say, then the disciple will leave. Good night, master."

Hu Ying bent down with difficulty to pick up the small jade tube, and suddenly heard another sentence, "Come over tomorrow and clear up the rest."

This sentence was like a life-threatening talisman, Hu Ying almost fainted when she rolled her eyes, but at least she was someone who had been under the hands of Jun Yao Xianzun for six years, so she gritted her teeth to hold on.

Hu Ying replied: "Yes, the disciple will leave."

As soon as he turned around, he heard a voice behind him, "Ah! That's right! You can call He Qingxie to come over tomorrow."

Hu Ying took a deep breath, held back her cursing, turned around and bowed, "I obey."

"Okay, go out and close the door."

"..."

The gate of the palace slowly closed under the bright moonlight, and the silence in the night made the vast and empty hall full of ghosts.

After torturing his apprentice, Su Changyi couldn't stop rubbing the post, and then he weighed the Fengshuang Sword, the heavy weight in his hand was materialized.

With a chuckle, he entered the inner hall.

In the inner hall, there is a screen with the blue sea connected to the floating flowers and waves. In the lower right corner, there is a little vermilion wrapped in yellow paper, which trembles twice automatically without wind.

Suddenly, two well-tailored small hands emerged, pushing away the dark wooden fence, and separating his body from it.

At this time, the inner hall of Yoyo was dark.

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