The fate of treating Master as a male mother

Recently, Sang Yue has become down-to-earth, not referring to changes in clothing, temperament or preferences, but that he has revisited the life of those years when his cultivation base was low: walking slowly, making footsteps from a distance, and when necessary A few wisps of breath were revealed.

He no longer suddenly appeared beside Yun Nie, but allowed time for reaction.

In this way, the frequency of the child's fright is quickly reduced.

But Sang Yue discovered another thing: Yun Nie lacked common sense.

It is not the otherworldly neglect of the immortals, but a lack that has never been touched.

What's more, there are formations everywhere in his cave, which are not something ordinary people can control casually.

So Sang Yue began to teach Yun Nie how to turn on the light, how to turn off the light, how to remove dust, how to go through the door...

And, how to take a shower.

The cave mansion leads to the spiritual spring in the mountainside. There is a pool of water, which is full of spiritual energy, clear and clean, and there are lush and beautiful spiritual flowers and grasses growing around it.

Even better, look up to catch a glimpse of the sky.

This is the place where Sang Yue used to enjoy life. Although he has dust removal skills, sometimes he still needs to relax in the water.

It's just that the pool is too deep, and Yun Nie can't swim, so she can't enjoy it for the time being.

So Sang Yue gave him a bathtub, which would automatically heat and change the water.

When Yun Nie was pushed into the bucket, he shrank into a ball nervously.

The spine on the young man's back seemed to pierce through the pale skin. He couldn't see it, but Sang Yue could see how the large scars accumulated over the years hovered ferociously.

The shallow scars disappeared after treatment, but the deep ones had to be repaired slowly. Sang Yue stretched out his fingertips and touched the condensed pain.

Yun Nie trembled violently, itching.

So his face was tense, and he turned his head slightly, trying to tell the other party with his eyes: let me go.

It's just that he didn't know that Sang Yue had decided to take good care of him and had fun with it.

Maybe it’s because I’ve never experienced the feeling of taking care of others, or maybe I’ve been alone for too long and I’m finally starting to feel lonely. Once the accumulated enthusiasm and love start to release, I can’t stop.

This daily elegant and charming beauty Shizun took off her fine clothes at this time, rolled up her sleeves, her hair fell loosely behind her head, her body was wet with water, she looked imageless, but she was still beautiful.

He was so kind, gentle, kind and benevolent that Yun Nie couldn't say no at all.

"This is the balm for bathing hair. After using it a few times, Xiao Nie's hair will become as smooth as Master's."

"This is soap for washing the body. After rubbing the bubbles, it will become cleaner and cleaner."

"This is a long towel for wiping your body, it can wrap Xiao Nie in it."

"and this!"

Sang Yue held out an exquisite small porcelain jar of orchids as if offering a treasure: "Dang Dang Dang Dang! This is an ointment for moisturizing the skin and removing scars. After using it a few times, the scars on Xiao Nie's body will disappear!"

Yun Nie's fists immersed in the water clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again.

Finally couldn't bear it, forced out a sentence: "I'm not, kid."

Very euphemistically, Sang Yue doesn't need to coax him like this, and he doesn't need to condescend to help him take a bath. He knows how to use the bathtub and can do it by himself.

But Sang Yue insisted.

Sang Yue pressed him down, rubbed bubbles on his rough hair, and laughed: "Why aren't you a child? Do you know how old you are?"

Yun Nie: "...Fifteen, sixteen? Seventeen? Eighteen? Nineteen?"

He guessed one by one, and he didn't know how to read words and expressions, so he couldn't tell right from wrong from Sang Yue's smiling face.

When he stopped guessing, Sang Yue said: "Seventeen. Do you know how old Master is this year?"

Yun Nie shook his head hesitantly.

He heard that a promising person in cultivating the Tao is not old, but he couldn't guess it.

Sang Yue patted his head and washed his hair with a ladle of water: "320, so in Master's eyes, there is no difference between you being so tall and being so tall, you are both children."

He gestured, one was Yun Nie's current height, and the other was the height of a three-year-old child.

Yun Nie: "..."

The gap of more than 300 years, indeed, cannot be disproved.

He had no choice but to sit obediently in the bucket and let Sang Yue enjoy bathing his apprentice (play) to the fullest.

This process was very novel to Yun Nie, so why not a novel feeling to Sang Yue?

After washing, drying, and applying fragrance.

Seeing Sang Yue's satisfied and radiant eyes, Yun Nie was in a daze for a moment, thinking to herself, let's listen to him from now on.

As a result, after this time, Sang Yue let him take a bath by himself.

"At the end of the day, even children should respect each other's feelings."

The newly promoted apprentice mentor was very considerate, which made Yun Nie feel a little disappointed for no reason.

The daily teaching helps Yun Nie adapt to the new life, and the cultivation is taught slowly from the most basic knowledge, not in a hurry to practice, but to cultivate the body first.

There is true energy in Yun Nie's body, but it is too noisy and muddy.

Sang Yue could probably guess what was going on.

Because slaves are needed to do dangerous tasks, they will be trained to improve their abilities, but they must be prevented from resisting and escaping, so they must not be too strong.

Yun Nie had only practiced low-level kung fu. He didn't know that there were so many classifications of kung fu, and he didn't know how vast the world was.

Whatever Sang Yue told him, he just listened, learned, and absorbed.

During this process, Sang Yue was still observing.

The time spent together only accounts for a very small proportion of a monk's long life, and it is not enough to see the whole of a person clearly.

Even Yun Nie is a very simple person.

Sang Yue hopes to know him better. A good master should teach students according to their aptitude, and he should understand his apprentices.

So Sang Yue observed that Yun Nie never showed it in front of her, but did something quietly.

The reason is that Yunnie always eats very quickly when eating.

The habit he developed when he was young made him eat fast and fast, and the long-term hunger made him unable to control his overeating. Although he didn't overeat like the first time, it was also very detrimental to his health.

A good master must learn to correct the bad habits of his disciples!

"But he looks so pathetic."

When he said this, Sang Yue was sitting in front of his good friend Qingfu Xianjun drinking wine, with a weird smile on his lips.

Qing Fu Xianjun, a senior master with three good apprentices, is a good example and a good target for novice masters to learn from!

"I couldn't bear to ask him to stop, so I changed my strategy."

Qingfu Xianjun: "Oh."

The voice was indifferent and heartless, there was no way, Yuehua Xianjun kept saying that he wanted to ask himself how to lead an apprentice, but when he opened his mouth, he was the only one talking.

After he said enough, he drank a glass of wine contentedly, patted his sleeves and left.

Qingfu Xianjun didn't have time to provide his experience.

However, he has nothing to offer. Disciples are different from apprentices. None of his three apprentices is in such an extreme situation as Yun Nie, and he doesn't need to worry so much at all.

annoying.

What do you say every day, our little girl is so sensible, so cute, so obedient, so soft... Bah!

It is as if someone is not an apprentice.

Qingfu Xianjun's ears are about to be worn out, but unfortunately, he can't beat him.

He could only continue to be forced to listen to the affairs of Immortal Yuehua and his disciples.

Yuehua Xianjun Sang Yue said: "It must be me, my master, who is too nervous. After all, our little Nie is such a shy, simple, intelligent, good boy who respects his teacher!"

Immortal Qingfu: "..."

Have you been together for half a month since Yun Nie woke up?How did you see so many things?

as well as.

Qingfu Xianjun asked slowly: "You mean, since he wakes up, you have been staring at him for three meals a day?"

Yuehua Xianjun paused and said, yes.

He tried to explain: "This is normal, after all, our little Nie is such a poor, fragile, sensitive, and easily hurt child!"

Looking at the elegant and dusty beauty in front of him, as well as the kind and weird smile on the corners of the other party's lips, there is a bit of perverted smile in the warmth.

Qingfu Xianjun couldn't help himself, revealing a mask of pain.

Having known each other for more than 200 years, he never knew that Yuehua Xianjun would have today.

So who is that sacred cloud nirvana?

He wanted to know, so he asked.

So Yuehua Xianjun took out the photo stone, and immediately broadcast a video.

In the video, a pale and skinny young man stood expressionlessly, and Sang Yue taught him how to switch the lighting with zhenqi and babbled for a long time.

One asked: "Have you learned it?"

One said, "Yeah."

Then he flicked off the light, flicked on the light again, flicked off the light again, flicked on the light again.

As soon as the lights were turned on and off, in the light and the darkness, a big boy with dark eyes and sudden appearance due to being too thin, flashed like a ghost.

Sang Yue: "Xiao Nie is really smart!"

Applause croak croak.

The video stopped at the scene where Yun Ni stared and remained motionless.

Qingfu Xianjun stared at these eyes for a long time.

Immortal Yuehua boasted next to her: "How about it, isn't our Xiao Nie very smart, well-behaved, and cute!"

Just, how could this dry, pale, ghost-like child be so cute?

and also……

Qingfu Xianjun raised his hand in pain, squeezed the mountain root tightly and rubbed: "He just turned on a light!"

On this day, Qingfu Xianjun lost his friend for twelve hours.

Naturally, there was no chance to ask what happened after the friend changed his strategy.

Forget it, he wasn't curious anyway.

It's as if no one has an apprentice!

Qingfu Xianjun turned his head and called all three apprentices, and told them: Next time Yuehua Xianjun comes again, they all rush over to me and immediately start acting as a real respectful teacher, sensitive and studious!

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