My masters are all over the world of comprehension

The bed was covered with a soft camel-colored blanket, and he was lying naked on it, with an iron arm across his waist. The light in the curtain was dim, and he was locked up so he couldn't move, he could only rub and pant with his movements.

Lin Qiubai's heart was beating wildly.

He wanted to struggle, but he didn't expect the people behind him to pinch him even tighter. His whole body was soft like cotton and he was being fiddled with. He didn't know how time was counted in the dream. Lin Qiubai felt as if he was lying on the bed. After a few months, in the end, the salted fish simply paralyzed, allowing the other party to turn him over and over on the cutting board.

Finally, a ray of light shone through the curtain, illuminating the man's face.

Lin Qiubai suddenly opened his eyes.

The bright morning sun outside shines into the house through the purple wooden window lattice, the wind blows the pages of the book on the bedside from the window, and the dark incense floats in the air from the incense alcove, and the warm and white blanket wraps around his limbs, Lin Qiubai got up from the bed with blushing cheeks.

Unexpectedly, after only one meeting, he actually dreamed of such a dream of great harmony in life.

It's still the Chunyang Sword Master who met yesterday.

Simply incredible.

Such a face that looked like ice and snow was out of control at that time, and such a cold face made people blush and heartbeat at that time, lips and tongue were parched, the problem was that the details were extraordinarily real.

Lin Qiubai's eyes couldn't help but glance at the fancy little yellow book on the bedside cover. The four cursive characters on the title page "Feng Sao Ding" are particularly attractive.

The protagonist of this little yellow book is a cold fairy, the leader of the righteous way. One day he destroyed a erotic cave, and the stunning top card inside entangled him. What night crawling on the bed, peeping in the hot spring, and poisoning his body with love? Soothing and so on... The stunning top card is really coquettish, and has excellent furnace aptitude, the description is so addictive, although the sword master didn't really touch him until the end, but the two of them had a close relationship every night in the dream.

I really think about it every day and dream at night, but I didn't expect that there would be such a sequelae after reading too many little yellow books.

Last night, after finding the couple's sword, he tossed and turned insomnia, and found a large pile of yellow books in Qiankun's sleeve.He couldn't imagine that this was something he would collect, and he didn't know which world he traveled to to collect it. Now he still has this kind of dream. Lin Qiubai intends to clean up these bad things and kill the virus for his brain. .

While Lin Qiubai was sorting out his little yellow books in his room, Daoist Hongyu was questioning his most beloved disciple in the inner hall.

Daoist Hongyu was only a mile away from Feisheng. He was handsome and handsome, standing with his hands behind his back. At this moment, he was staring at the young man in front of him, with a fine line between his brows, as if he was lingering with a little worry.

Yu Chuci, recognized as the number one beauty in the cultivation world, has a natural and extraordinary appearance, with an indifferent temperament. He is dressed in a plain moon shirt with green bamboo leaf emblems embroidered on the forged surface. He seems to be able to smell a fragrance. The tail hangs down to the waist, and the sleeves are full of grace when walking.

Ordinary disciples all wear Daoyanzong costumes, but he is wearing plain clothes, which is a special case that Daoist Hongyu especially likes.

He was tall and slender, with a white face and black eyes.

The simple moon shirt can show his graceful character even more, making one wish to take off the stars and the moon and kneel down to him with all the good things.

Seeing Yu Chuci saluting with a smile, Master Hongyu raised his hand to interrupt, and said with a smile, "There is no need to stick to red tape between you and me."

"I see that your complexion is not good, but you have a cold again?"

Yu Chuci nodded and coughed lightly, "Pingdang Mountain has exhausted too much energy, and I'm a little mentally weak."

"The elixir should be taken regularly," Seeing Yu Chuci frowning, Master Hongyu couldn't help feeling distressed, raised his hand and patted him on the back to comfort him, "Don't worry, I have already made an opinion on this matter."

Hearing this sentence, Yu Chuci straightened the complicated embroidery on the edge of his sleeves, lowered his eyelids to cover his sinister eyes, the corners of his mouth raised silently, and didn't say any more. That's what he said, and Lin Qiubai's spiritual root was fetched for him in a blink of an eye.

I don't know this time...

Feeling grateful, Yu Chuci went out for a while, then turned around and brought in a bowl of noodle soup, "Master is worried about my disciple, I made a bowl of noodles with my own hands, I hope Master will not dislike it."

According to common sense, a disciple should serve the master's food and daily life when he is a teacher. Although Daoist Hongyu has reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, he prefers the smoke and dust in the world. gone."

Yu Chuci spread the chopsticks for him, but seeing Master Hongyu tasted it, his brows were slightly furrowed, he was at a loss, "Master, is it not to your taste?"

Master Hongyu shook his head, and rubbed his thumb against a piece of clear blood jade in his arms, "No, it's because you have improved. Back then... your noodles were not so good."

At that time, Hongyu Daoist Fangzhi Yuanying injured his eyes when he fought against evil spirits during the practice. He lived in the 33-day state known as the Western Ultimate Bliss and Longevity for several years, so he met the young Yu Chuci, but Yu Chuci was arrogant at that time. Lively, far from being sensible and considerate like today, he always likes to tinker with strange things, and often comes to see him with fried beans, letter-shaped biscuits, or battered noodles.

Daoist Hongyu hurt his eyes because of his anger when he was young, and it was inevitable that he would be disheartened. In addition to the 33 days of peace, there was no sound and the environment was quiet on weekdays. Yu Chuci was like a ray of shining light when he was young, which he could not resist or refuse.

That period of companionship has never faded, and it has been renewed for a long time, and it is repeatedly recalled by the real Hongyu from time to time.

"I still remember back then, when you put your lumpy face in front of me and said confidently...it's called gnocchi." Speaking of this, he was slightly dazed, and a nostalgic smile rarely appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Chuci's heart trembled.

The smile on his face froze slightly, and he said naturally, "If Master misses you, next time the disciples should do as they did in the past."

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After sorting out the yellow books in the picture album, Lin Qiubai contacted the disciple of the miscellaneous servant who had borrowed the old loan, and hastily ate a bowl of noodles to satisfy his hunger. He was not good at cooking, and the noodles were rotten and lumpy, but the inside was still stiff, and his meridians were not smooth after eating. , feeling uncomfortable all over, seeing that the appointed time was coming, he walked out with the little yellow book in his hand.

The book itself is not heavy, but the height is a little blinding.

As soon as Lin Qiubai stepped out of the door, he met Daoist Hongyu, holding the precarious pile of books with his wrist, and narrowing his eyes slightly.

Daoist Hong Yu also just arrived. He was wearing a navy blue intertwined inner robe and a light-colored long gown. The wide sleeves embroidered with delicate bamboo patterns looked like clouds changing under the light.

Anyone should praise the elegance and elegance.

Lin Qiubai's long eyelashes trembled slightly. Like Yu Chuci, Daoist Hongyu is good at dressing well. That's right, a good-looking person looks good in any clothes.

Everyone in the world knows that Hongyu Daoist has always been a witty and unrestrained person, but he also has an extremely egotistical temperament just like the other great talents in the Transcending Tribulation Period. The only one he really cares about is Yu Chuci, who can't wait to bring all the treasures to the other party. Daoist Hongyu is interested in Yu Chuci, and the two may one day become a couple of dual monks.

The last time Daoist Hongyu came to him, it was because of his spiritual roots, this time... for what?

Daoist Hongyu really wanted to find him, and he thought about what to say in his heart. He glanced at him and gave him a rare compliment, "Read a lot, learn a lot, very good."

Lin Qiubai blushed shyly, and said shyly, "It's all taught well by Master." His eyelashes drooped slightly, and the shadow of a tree was cast on his blushing side face.

"Have you read all these books?"

Hesitant, nodding.

Daoist Hongyu frowned slightly, and muttered, "There are still a few pages of fragments for the master. If you are interested, I will ask your younger brother to send it to you. Today is the master..."

Before he could utter a word, Lin Qiubai's wrist could no longer hold on. The picture album on it was precarious, unable to maintain its balance. In a blink of an eye, it "crackled" all over the floor, and another book was spread out, facing up on a lead-colored black patterned book. On the boots, the unpretentious life movement inside is exposed, which is lifelike and extremely expressive.

Lin Qiubai: ...

The death scene of a large community.

—Teacher catches the bag, what should you do if you read the little yellow book, urgent, online and so on.

Master Hongyu's words were already on his lips, but at this moment he stared at the open picture album in a daze, and lost his voice for a moment, until he caught Lin Qiubai's sight, he reacted slightly.

He knew what the child had in mind for him, but he didn't care, and even used it for Yu Chuci's sake, but he never thought that he secretly hid these dirty books!

He still remembered that he asked Lin Qiubai if he had read all these books just now, and what Lin Qiubai replied was, as long as he thinks that Lin Qiubai may bring his face when he reads these books on weekdays...

Daoist Hongyu didn't know what expression to use for a moment.

As one of the few superpowers in the cultivation world, he has never experienced such embarrassment, shame and embarrassment for a hundred years.

Immortal Hongyu forgot the purpose of coming here for a while, he gave Lin Qiubai a sharp look, and angrily shook his sleeves and left.

Lin Qiubai: ...It seems that the impact is indeed great.

But it’s okay, Hongyu Daoist will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, Lin Qiubai is basically sure that he has something to look for him, but the transaction has ended, and now he doesn’t need to pretend to be affectionate to win trust, it is impossible to let him go. He wanted what he wanted, and he paid for nothing without asking for anything in return.

After processing a batch of pornographic books, Lin Qiubai walked slowly back to the room rubbing his tired arms.

The furnishings in the room are simple and easy to read at a glance.There is a long couch in the middle, the satin quilt has not been folded, and a wingwood coffee table is placed on the left, and there are a few square stools of the same color, nothing else.

Most of the outer disciples of Qingting Peak live in four or two rooms, while the inner disciples live in one room. Lin Qiubai’s room is no different from that of other inner disciples, except that there is a backyard and a kitchen. He still won this courtyard. He was replaced as chief, but now that something like this happened, Daoist Hongyu didn't say to throw him out, he has lost his cultivation base and is like a mortal, unable to grow grains, and it would be convenient to have a kitchen.

Lin Qiubai took the empty soup bowl to the backyard to wash it. He dug out this pool with his own hands. He washed it carefully, and suddenly felt his fingertips being touched by something cool.

He turned his head slightly. It was a fish with the size of a tail and a palm. Its whole body was pine leaf gold, its back top and lower abdomen were golden red.

Lin Qiubai's Qiankun sleeve is not an ordinary storage bag, but a vast and spacious cave, which seems to be a treasure that traveled through the world before. He never cared about it before returning to reality, but seeing the system fail Lian, he was afraid that he would stay here for a long time, so he planned to take a serious look.

I still remember his heart palpitations when he accidentally entered yesterday and saw the "Mountain and Sea Mansion" on the cave mansion with its teeth and claws swaying sharply. Later, he explored and found nine spiritual veins at the bottom of the cave mansion. Qiu Bai poured water from the spiritual spring into the pool in the backyard, and the little fish that had been sleeping at the bottom of the spring also flowed into the pool with the water.

Has actually woken up.

At that time, the body and tail of the fish were only as big as a fingernail. I didn't expect to see it overnight, and the size increased ten times. Lin Qiubai almost didn't recognize it.

Seeing Lin Qiubai looking sideways, it seemed very happy, swaying its wide fish tail, jumped up and turned somersaults.

When it was about to fall into the water, Lin Qiubai just caught it, weighed it casually, and murmured, "It can barely make two dishes."

Goldtail:  …

Opposed Yusheng to attack and spit a bubble at you.

Just as Lin Qiubai was delighted to have the recipe for the next meal, he was caught off guard when he heard the door of the outer courtyard being kicked open——

There are also noisy discussions that penetrate into the ears.

After the morning class, the news of Lin Qiubai's return to the Zongmen had already spread. Contrary to the joy of hearing that Yu Chuci had returned from training, it caused an uproar.

Because of his infatuation with Master Hongyu, Lin Qiubai, who climbed the bed and made a sensation in the world, undoubtedly contracted all the melons in the cultivation world, which made Dao Yanzong feel ashamed and angry.

"Master just abolished his spiritual roots, and it was a mercy not to take his life. How could he have the audacity to come back?"

"If it were me who did such a shameful thing, I would have killed myself to avoid embarrassment."

"Nowadays, there is a lot of wind and rain outside the city, causing the sect to be ashamed. If you want me to say that in addition to dealing with the few tongue-twisting disciples, I should also expel Lin Qiubai from the sect, so that my sect's iron law can be restored. Lost face."

"Just now I didn't intend to see Master shake off his sleeves and leave. I was so angry that my face turned red. I don't know what he did?"

"Bah! What else can he do, it's nothing more than not being ashamed to pester Master."

"It's really weird and pitiful to lick a dog to such a state."

"Say a few words less, senior brother is in a bad mood and don't add fuel to the fire."

A clear and mellow voice suppressed the overwhelming anger, "The poor man must have something to hate, this time I will clean up the house on behalf of the master!"

Lin Qiubai: ...

Boys, blushing may not only be angry, but also shy.