Xianjun, please calm down

Master Qingyang showed a bright smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Yes, this time my junior has overcome the difficulties, it is the heaven that protects me to return to Yuanzong."

Venerable Chongyuan gave a "huh", thought for a while and said: "For cultivation, you don't have to look at your junior brother. He is a cold marrow spirit body that is rare to see in ten thousand years. His understanding is one in a thousand, and he is ancient Inheritance of power, there is nothing wrong with entering the realm faster. You can’t use him as a comparison. Your talent is far beyond ordinary people, and your foundation is solid. Among your peers, it is difficult for anyone to compare with you. You just need to practice steadfastly and move forward steadily. Don't look at your junior brother, you have to know that it's not you who are strange, but him."

Master Qingyang knew that Venerable Chongyuan was afraid that his mood would be affected by his junior brother's rapid entry. These words were very earnest. A warm current flowed through his heart, and he said in a warm voice: "Yes, this disciple has made a note."

Venerable Chongyuan stopped, turned his head and stared at Master Qingyang.

Reverend Qingyang was watched by his master as his back was hairy, and just about to ask a question, Venerable Chongyuan raised his hand and patted him on the back twice, and said with a smile: "Heart is like a rock, neither arrogant nor rash , you are very good, hahahaha..."

He laughed loudly, ignored his eldest apprentice, and walked away with his own sword.

Daoist Qingyang was almost blown away by his old man's slap, but he also laughed in a low voice. He hasn't heard Master laughing so wantonly for a long time. Master praised his heart, are you proud of him? ,very nice.

He looked at the direction in which Master left, and then turned to look at Qingyu Peak, with a faint smile on his face, infinitely gentle.

On the third day after Yu Changqing's primordial spirit returned to the throne, when Da Zhuang lay on his chest for an unknown number of times, he finally heard a faint heartbeat. After sprinkling a wave of spiritual power, he finally calmed down until he exhausted all the spiritual power, but when he calmed down, he wished he could give himself a big ear, and he didn't keep the spiritual power to warm up his own fairy. Come pour vegetables!Simply inexcusable!

If Xianjun is awake, he will growl and say, I am not as good as these dishes? !

Da Zhuang was annoyed, and couldn't help laughing at the thought of this, and shed tears while smiling, but he quickly wiped it off, and Xianjun is about to heal, which is a happy thing.

He ran back to the cave, sat cross-legged next to Yu Changqing, and began to meditate to recover his spiritual power. Once the spiritual power recovered, he conscientiously nourished the meridians of his own fairy.

The day Yu Changqing woke up, the weather was sunny and sunny.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was that his brother Zhuang was sitting beside him with a serious expression, with one hand on his chest, and the gentle spiritual power of the wood spirit penetrated into the meridians little by little, There was a sense of comfort.

He watched quietly for a while, and only after Da Zhuang retracted his hand after he finished his work, he moved his fingers lightly, raised his hand and put it on Da Zhuang's leg.

Da Zhuang froze, opened his eyes abruptly, and saw his own fairy looking at him gently.

He paused for a while, stretched out his hand silently, and pinched viciously on his thigh. The piercing pain came, and he grinned his teeth in pain. Maybe this pinch was too hard, he was in too much pain, it hurt so much Tears welled up, he didn't want to face his own lord with such an awkward image, but those tears couldn't be wiped clean, and then he simply gave up struggling, threw himself on the bed, grabbed his lord's sleeve and howled like a wolf. Voice.

Yu Changqing put his hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly.

Da Zhuang arched in his direction, hugging him with hands and feet, howling heart-piercingly.

Yu Changqing hugged his head tightly into his arms, and kept whispering: "It's my fault, brother Zhuang, it's me who's sorry for you..."

When Da Zhuang had enough howling, it was dark, his eyes were swollen and he couldn't open his throat, and he couldn't make a sound, so he fell asleep with his forehead against Yu Changqing's chest.

Yu Changqing hugged his head, quietly staring at the soul-suppressing bead on top of his head.

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The vegetables in Dazhuang's garden have been updated for countless times, and finally come in handy. After being pampered and pampered for a long time, the spirit beasts raised on the peak finally ushered in their only natural enemy -- Wang Dazhuang.

The big and strong kitchen lit a fire again, and the dishes and bowls that had been silent for a long time also resumed their mission.

At the stone table under the big tree, the fairy in white was sitting there leisurely, half-closed his eyes and looked at the busy Taoist couple in the kitchen, with a warm smile on his white jade-like face, and his slender fingers resting on the clean table. Lightly lit, after a while, a plate of delicious dishes was placed on the table.

Xianjun's favorite roasted poultry is a must. They are torn into small barcodes and placed on the plate, lest Xianjun refuse to eat for fear of trouble. There are also hot dishes, cold dishes, and hot soup. The table dishes are matched with meat and vegetables, and they are delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

Da Zhuang set up the plate, and said with a smile to Yu Changqing who was sitting at the table: "Don't worry, master and brother should be here soon."

Yu Changqing glanced at him, expressing with his eyes that he is not such a superficial person, is Brother Zhuang still afraid that he will steal it?

Da Zhuang smiled, and took out his hand behind his back. He was pinching a piece of tender meat on his fingertips. He handed the meat to his fairy's lips, and said softly, "Open your mouth."

Yu Changqing looked at him, reluctantly opened his mouth and took the piece of meat away, his face miraculously looked better.

Just as Da Zhuang was about to snicker, he saw a flash of sword light in the distance, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Master!"

Yu Changqing swallowed the whole piece of meat with a "grunt", stretched out his hand unconsciously to touch his neck, turned around and saluted, "Disciple Hanyang has seen Master."

Venerable Chongyuan walked up to him, sized him up and said, "How is today?"

Yu Changqing said: "Master, I'm sorry, the disciple is safe now."

Venerable Chongyuan nodded and said: "Well, that's good, Ji Xia said that he would invite my master to have dinner with your brother, eat..."

His attention was all on Yu Changqing just now, and now he was talking, he looked down at the table of dishes, paused and said: "Really delicious?"

Yu Changqing smiled and said: "Yes, these are his specialty dishes, Master, try them."

While talking, Master Qingyang also arrived. He walked over with a loud smile, respectfully bowed to Venerable Chongyuan, and said to Yu Changqing with gentle eyes: "Junior Brother Yu, how do you feel today?"

Yu Changqing said: "Very well, brother, don't worry."

Master Qingyang laughed heartily and said, "Good! Good!"

Da Zhuang said with a smile: "Master and brothers, please sit down and cook some side dishes. Let's have a little gathering, master and apprentice."

Venerable Chongyuan actually showed a smile on his perennially cold and hard face, he controlled his hands and patted Da Zhuang's shoulder and said: "Okay, as a teacher, let me tell you that Changqing and you have become a Taoist partner, and it is his." Good fortune."

Da Zhuang was praised, and said embarrassingly: "Master, please take your seat."