Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Seeing that Gong Zhengyu didn't seem to be lying or acting, Gu Qinghan had no choice but to put away the spiritual grass seeds, and put them in the Qiankun bag together with the unwashed food box.

I thought that the person surnamed Jiang was expelled, but at least no one could save me at the critical moment, but unexpectedly, this master was even more insane than Jiang Shuqian, an apprentice, sitting on the stool upright, and had no intention of leaving mean.

Silently, it seems to be saying, from now on, I will keep my eyes on you all the time to prevent you from hanging yourself.

Gong Zhengyu had a big belly, stepped on the "seaweed" plant and crushed it, walked to the bedside with a slumped face and sullen head, fell in with a bang, and didn't make a sound when it hurt.

Gu Qinghan walked over, saw that he was not injured, and took out a brand new white disciple uniform from his Qiankun bag.

As the direct disciple of the master, the belt of the disciple's uniform is turquoise, which can be hung with a belt to distinguish his identity.

Gong Zhengyu was very upset, so he deliberately confronted him, lay on the bed and pulled his dirty and tattered shirt, and laughed at himself twice: "You have grounded me, let me wear whatever clothes I want to wear." It's okay to be naked."

Gu Qinghan frowned, and swallowed the words of reprimand when he reached his lips, made a futon, found an empty seat, sat down and meditated with peace of mind.

Gong Zhengyu's qi came quickly and disappeared quickly, and if one plan fails, another plan will be made.

Turned over, got out of bed and squatted next to Gu Qinghan, turned his face faster than turning a book, and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Master is so powerful, you should know the head of the evil ghost, right?"

"do not know."

"Then can I enter the Underworld?"

"No."

"Then it's time to ascend? When will I cross the tribulation?"

"Up to 200 years."

"At least?"

"Not yet known."

Gong Zhengyu had nothing to say, if it was a hundred years, he might as well die of old age.

Let him stay in the cultivation world like this for 100 years, he will definitely go crazy!

With this ability, can he still be the number one leader in the cultivation world?That's it?That's it? !

After a while, he suddenly thought that there was an emperor in the mortal world who happened to know him. Although he was not sure whether he was the emperor now, he should still be able to find him through the palace people, and maybe he could notify the Demon Realm to come and pick him up.

He said again: "Then can you take your apprentice to the world to have a look?"

Gu Qinghan opened his eyes, and raised his cold eyes to look at him.

Gong Zhengyu tugged at his sleeves fawningly: "Master~"

Gu Qinghan sighed softly: "I'll take you there tomorrow."

"it is good!"

Gong Zhengyu squeezed his shoulders and thumped his back with a smile, and he was completely different from the yin-yang and hot-tempered before, "Master is the best, he is kind-hearted, with a thin waist and long legs, and I will definitely take care of you in the future. "

Gu Qinghan: "...It doesn't have to be."

In the evening, Gu Qinghan went out again, and returned after less than half a stick of incense, bringing a box of dishes that Gong Zhengyu wanted to eat.

He rushed forward, "Hey, are you drunk with peach blossoms?"

He hasn't had a drink for a long time!

"Your injuries are still unhealed, so it's not suitable for drinking." Gu Qinghan took out the plates for him and placed them neatly on the table.

"But I'm really not hurt!" Gong Zhengyu wailed, his whole face collapsed.

This group of people didn't know what was wrong, the whole sect thought that he had been dug out of his spiritual roots, and that there was a big enemy chasing him secretly.

The point is, don't listen to explanations.

Gong Zhengyu looked at Gu Qinghan, and wanted to say it again, but since he still didn't believe that he came from the Demon Realm and could really mend the cracks after talking all afternoon, and even vaguely treated him like a fool, he gave up.

Forget it, you will know when the time comes.

He endured his addiction to alcohol, looking at these delicious delicacies, his appetite decreased a lot: "Can you really take me to the world tomorrow, right?"

"Ah."

With the man's affirmation, Gong Zhengyu stuffed a chopstick of sour fish into his mouth, and began to chew.

After dinner, it was Gu Qinghan packing up his things again, and Gong Zhengyu was still lying down to digest.

He glanced at the white student uniform on the bedside, thinking that he was going out tomorrow, and it was really not good to wear a dirty middle coat, but the color was not good-looking. Gram is gone.

Dogs don't wear white clothes.

Lord Mozun, who has always been pampered and pampered, began to be picky when he was full: "Is there no clothes in colors other than white?"

"Have."

Gu Qinghan carefully tidied up the table, fanning his long and thick eyelashes up and down, his tone was as calm as ever, "There is still a pink skirt that the female disciple didn't claim at Deyue Peak."

Gong Zhengyu: "...?"

He squinted his eyes and stared at the man with pale eyes. If his tone of voice was not the same as before, he would have thought that Gu Qinghan was deliberately teasing him!