Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

In the early morning of the next day, the disciples from all regions were called to listen to the training in front of Junchen Hall.

The month-long introductory training life is finally over. After today, more than a dozen teenagers will follow Zhongyu's arrangement to go to their respective divisions to formally practice.

Having been in touch for so many days, it is inevitable to be a little bit reluctant to part at first. The teenagers in school uniforms of various colors gathered together and said goodbye to each other.

At the end of the team, the boy in purple who was kneeling and listening to the training was Jiang Shuwan. Everyone looked sad, but he was expressionless.

When Shen Tangli Fuyi, who was sitting in the upper row, got up to leave, he suddenly stood up from the last row to meet him.

"Master Xianzong."

When Shen Tangli heard the call, he stopped, with a gentle look on his face: "It turns out that it is Shu Wan, and since he has already worshiped Luoqi Mountain as a teacher, it is good to call me directly, Master."

"..." Jiang Shuwan's handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, and finally said, "Master."

"That's right," Shen Tangli showed a satisfied expression, "Shu Wan came up to call me on purpose, is there something important?"

Jiang Shuwan hurriedly said: "I have a good friend who came to the mountain together to study as a teacher, named Yun Shuhua. Today we should say goodbye to each other, but I don't know where Shuhua and others are... I can't find him, so I can't help but feel a little worried."

"It turned out to be that child," Shen Tangli nodded, and said loudly, "Qingwu has some important matters to deal with recently, so Master Xianzun took Yun Shuhua and left first. I am afraid that he has already arrived in the Eastern Region by this time. You should not see him." to people."

Already, already gone?

Jiang Shuwan opened his mouth in astonishment: "But, it's only Maoshi now, didn't Xianzun and Shuhua leave overnight?"

Shen Tangli didn't answer Jiang Shuwan's question, but turned around and smiled faintly at the fairy boy beside him: "Suddenly I remembered that the Southern Region disciple hadn't come to listen to the training, I'm afraid he was seriously injured. I'm going to visit."

"Yes, Lord Xianzong."

Shen Tangli brushed past her purple clothes, and led a few children out of Junchen Hall, while Jiang Shuwan was still standing there, feeling a little more melancholy in his heart.

When Shuhua was leaving, he didn't even say hello, and he tried to send something that the two of them could contact, but failed.

Thinking of this, he gently pinched the lily of the valley jade pendant hidden in his cuff, and sighed faintly.

In fact, it wasn't that Yun Shuhua didn't want to say goodbye to him, it was that he couldn't say goodbye at all.

How can you wake people up from the house to say goodbye at three or four in the morning, especially when the dew is heavy?

Even Yun Shuhua couldn't think of it, when he was sleeping deeply in his dream, he was suddenly pulled up by the little boy serving in Junchen Palace.

"Little uncle, get up quickly, Master Xianzun is waiting for you at Luoqi Gate."

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes in a daze, and the blue hair spread to his shoulders as he got up.

"What's the rush? What time is it?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Little uncle, what time does it mean?"

Xiaoxuan's window was half open, and the cool night wind came into the inner room, instantly sweeping away Yun Shuhua's sleepiness.

He lifted off the warm brocade quilt, jumped off the bed, and asked while putting on his clothes: "It's okay, tell me what time is it now?"

Seeing that Yun Shuhua's upper body was naked, her fair skin exposed to the air, and the two smooth mermaid lines outlining her slender waistline were shown in front of everyone, the boy couldn't help but turned around immediately, and stammered, "Return to my little master." Uncle, it is the third quarter of the ugly hour, and I hope you will go to Luoqi Gate within a cup of tea, the Lord Xianzun may have been waiting for a long time."

Hearing the words Chou Shi San Ke, Yun Shuhua paused his coat-covered hands, raised his eyebrows and said, "Get up at this hour?! Are you sure?"

With his back turned to Yun Shuhua, the little boy responded again and again: "It is indeed at this time that Qingwu Mountain sent a letter saying that there are some urgent matters to be dealt with. Young Master Uncle, don't let Master Xianzun wait in a hurry."

"I see, you go back first, and go to find my master after I tidy up briefly."

Yun Shuhua's school uniform was numerous and the steps were complicated. He hurriedly put on his clothes, packed a few books in the front and cuffs, picked up a wooden comb from the table and combed it twice before rushing out the door.

Although I have been a game NPC for three months, I should have some experience in grooming and grooming, but I can't do anything to tie my hair smoothly.

Facing the bright and bright moon, Yun Shuhua's ink hair fluttered, and he quickly ran towards Luoqi Gate.

After running for about three or four minutes, he finally arrived at the place the boy mentioned, and saw Jing Fan standing at the door in a white robe with red lotus pattern from a distance, and a tall and straight red-crowned crane stood beside him.

The crane spread its slender, clean and beautiful wings, and seemed to be surrounded by auspicious clouds. It stood quietly beside Jing Fan, with its neck drawn, which was quite cute.

Yun Shuhua rubbed his eyes, convinced that seeing is believing, a flash of surprise flashed in his heart.

It turns out that Jing Fan really has cranes.

Before he could see clearly again, the crane shook off the dew on its body, and then the magic light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Yun Shuhua couldn't help stroking his throbbing chest, forced himself to stop panting, tied up his hair briefly, and saluted Jing Fan.

"Hoo... Master."

It was Lu Nong time, Yun Shuhua ran for a while facing the stars and the moon, his outer shirt was already a little wet, at this time the breeze swept away, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Let's go."

Jing Fan didn't say much, turned around and walked down the mountain.

The two of them traveled through the night in a bit of a hurry, and Yun Shuhua was still at the level of a half-assed cultivator. Fortunately, Jingfan's mana was strong, otherwise, how could he have entered the Eastern Region at dawn.

The further he walked to the northeast, the colder the temperature became for Yun Shuhua. Thinking about it, this season should be around the time of frost, and the temperature in the north must not be as warm as that in the central region.

At the foot of Qingwu Mountain, you can see a tall and dangerous peak with lush greenery and soaring into the clouds. Looking up, the flowers and trees are sparse, and the autumn water is moist.

It's just that if you climb to the top of this mountain, it will take two or three days...

Jing Fan glanced up fixedly, and then said softly, "Have you ever learned mountain-climbing techniques in Luoqi, Central Region?"

Yun Shuhua's face turned red, he hesitated and said: "Never."

Jing Fan transformed into Wenyue, and then stretched out a hand towards him: "Give me your hand as a teacher."

……ha? ?

Is this going to take him up the mountain?

Yun Shuhua's eyes widened, and a spark of curiosity ignited in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more questions when facing Jing Fan, so he obediently put his hand on Jing Fan's big palm.

Perhaps it was because he had never held hands with anyone before, and when his knuckles were intertwined, a strange feeling spread in his heart.

Jing Fan's hands were dry and warm, and there were rough and thin calluses on his fingertips, which must have been caused by years of sword practice.He lightly exerted force on his wrist, and in the next moment he pulled the boy in front of him, and then held it tightly.

Yun Shuhua is not as strong and safe as Jingfan, because he is not really suitable for sword practice, his fingers are slender and soft, and he looks like a young master whose fingers do not touch the spring water.

The setting of the original body is just like taking off a piece of clothing, reaching out to eat, and opening your mouth, a raised waste.

The distance between the two is extremely close, if Yun Shuhua lifts his chin, he can see Jing Fan's rolling Adam's apple and smell the faint fragrance of lotus on his body.

In fact, he did so, and looking at Master's expression, it seemed that he didn't like to touch people like this.

Jing Fan's handsome eyebrows were slightly drawn, and he really disliked this kind of intolerable contact.

Even the words he spoke had a cold tone: "Close your eyes and don't look at anything."

Yun Shuhua quickly closed his eyes obediently, affirming in his heart: It seems that Jing Fan really hates skin contact with people, just like the rumors.

We must pay more attention to this point in the future, and we must not repeatedly dance in other people's minefields.

There was a whistling wind in his ears, Yun Shuhua wanted to open his eyes to have a look, but he was a little scared, two thoughts in his mind clashed fiercely, and finally decided to obediently listen to Jing Fan's words and insisted on closing his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a solid feeling under my feet, and I felt Jing Fan gently let go of him, and a hanging heart finally let go.

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling, and carefully looked at the scene in front of him.

A huge and gorgeous white stone embossed jade square stands in front of you, with the two big characters of Qingwu on it. If you go up and look carefully, you can see the dense and complicated inscriptions of Taoism engraved on it.

Weathered by wind and sun, it looks like it has been around for some years, but its awe-inspiring aura has not diminished, and it is still awe-inspiring when viewed from a distance.

When he started practicing in the Central Territory, Yun Shuhua felt that many temples on Luoqi Mountain were magnificent and had a lot of heritage. Now that he came to Qingwu Mountain, he felt that those temples were not surprising.

Entering the gate, the courtyard is open, and the halls are spread out layer by layer. Here, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and towering old trees, which make people feel solemn.

Jing Fan flicked his long sleeves, and several cranes rang out from the sky. He glanced at the sky with no expression of joy or anger.

Yun Shuhua followed Jing Fan obediently, and after a while, he followed him to a large hall.

The door of the hall was open, and two young men in white robes with blue lotus leaves and cranes walked out quickly, and they saluted Jing Fan together.

"Master Xianzun."

Yun Shuhua frowned and looked over, only to think that the two teenagers looked a year or two younger than him, and their eyebrows and eyes were three points alike, both of which were delicate and dignified.

Strange, doesn't Jing Fan live alone on Qingwu Mountain?Why are there two teenagers here?

"Master Xianzun, since the great battle three months ago, the Shurangama Curse enchantment connected to the Tianyin Stone has been damaged. Today, the inscription is broken. I am afraid that something big will happen on the ancient battlefield." One of the teenagers said eloquently , very fairy style.

"You guard the inner hall with Jinghe, I will go and check it out." Jing Fan said calmly.

"Yes," the young man bowed his head in response, his bright eyes caught Yun Shuhua's figure, "Master Xianzun, this is..."

"He is a disciple of this seat."

After saying this, Jing Fan lifted the curtain and entered the inner hall, there were only three teenagers in the main hall.

Yun Shuhua bowed slightly to the two teenagers, and said, "My name is Yun Shuhua, from Licheng in the southern region."

"Young Master Yun, you don't need to be too polite. Brother Jinghe and I are both servants of the Yuxu Palace. You can call me Fenghe."

Shocked Crane nodded and also greeted Yun Shuhua.

"After so many years in Qingwu Mountain, a newcomer has finally arrived. The young master must be very pleased with the favor of Master Xianzun to climb to the top of Qingwu Mountain and become his closed disciple."

After hearing Jing He's words, Yun Shuhua thought that almost all the previous exchanges with Jing Fan ended with him walking away, so he smiled kindly.

Are the two of them sure that Jing Fan is interested in this thing?