I, scum gong, never adore Master

You are the only apprentice he has accepted in the millennium

It has been more than half an hour since Bu Lingchen was stopped outside the barrier of Shenyin Peak.

He was a little confused when he saw Jiang Ye coming out of Shenyin Peak again.

Then he asked, "Didn't you go back yesterday? Why did you stay overnight again?"

The word "you" and the word "stay" are very subtle.

Bu Lingchen's expression remained the same, as if he was used to it, but the more he behaved like this, the more frightened Jiang Ye became.

Could it be that this person is no stranger to the matter of the apprentice and the master?

Jiang Ye quietly looked at the man with his arms folded in front of him.

The crow-blue robe hangs loosely on his body, as if he doesn't know how to wear clothes. The shawl and black hair are untied, hanging freely and freely on his shoulders. It looks like his face is not as big as his master, but the face of a cultivator. You can't ask your age, if you ask, everyone can be your ancestor.

The pair of cloud boots on his feet reminded Jiang Ye that this was the person who handed him clothes in the hot spring.

During that incident, he could come in and out at will, how close is he to Master?

Jiang Ye searched the original characters again in his mind, but he had no impression of this person.

He is not a character in the original book.

Then will he be one of the supporting roles of Slag Gong?

In the original book, as long as he is a man, he will covet his master, but this one who does not appear in the original book... Jiang Ye is a little uncertain.

Bu Lingchen: "Why don't you talk? What are you doing looking at me like that? Could it be that your brain is broken and you can't recognize me?"

Jiang Ye nodded his head wrongly, and looked up at him with innocent and blank almond eyes.

Bu Lingchen was startled, and waved his hands again and again, "Don't look at me like this, I won't accept you if you act coquettishly and flirt with your master."

"Uh……"

"Really stupid?"

Jiang Ye nodded, "How do I go back?"

Bu Lingchen pointed him in the direction, and he left after thanking him.

Bu Lingchen slapped his forehead, realizing that he had missed the point.

He suddenly became nervous. Did this kid really not go back last night?

Did he see Yun Jian's state last night?

The barrier of Shenyin Peak was removed, and Bu Lingchen walked straight towards the hot spring Xiaozhu.

"What's the matter with you? Even I'm stopping you now? If the barrier doesn't open again, I'll think you're dead, but whether you drowned, tortured to death, or just sucked dry by that puddle I don’t know, are there enough ways to die for you to choose?”

Bu Lingchen's mouth is always vicious, and he never forgives others when he curses.

Yun Jian never cared about it, and now he won't care. He put on a feather cloak and leaned on the soft bed beside the hot spring pool to rest and sip tea.

Leisurely is not at all like a patient who has just experienced life and death torture.

Yun Jian raised his eyelashes to look at him, and said directly before he opened his mouth to blame: "He stayed in Shenyin Peak last night and fell into the weak pool by mistake, I thought he would die, but after soaking here for one night, he fully recovered. "

"Do you still know what day last night was? You actually let him..." Bu Lingchen's face froze before he finished speaking, and there was a trace of complicated and unspeakable emotions mixed in the shock.

"He...is he not afraid of weak water?"

The weak water is drawn from the nine heavens, and the feathers do not float, and they cannot be surpassed.

No one can wade through the weak water, all living beings will be swallowed up, how could anyone be able to swim through it?

Bu Lingchen frowned suspiciously and said, "Could it be the sand tang fruit?"

Yun Jian: "It's just a fruit, I don't have that ability."

Bu Lingchen: "That being said, the fruit is very important to you after all, and now he has eaten it, what should you do?"

Yun Jian: "Like I said, it's just a fruit, and I don't have that ability."

Yun Jian was calm and composed, there was no sense of excitement or tension in his gestures, Bu Lingchen was speechless and just wanted to roll his eyes.

After all, this person doesn't care that much about his own life and death, and is very cold-hearted.

Yun Jian propped his forehead and was silent for a while.

"Do me a favor."

"You said."

"Check him out."

"Didn't you say before that you don't care about his identity and what's his purpose?" Yun Jian ended his question with another sentence.

"I gave him a tail feather."

"Uh……"

Shenyin Peak, where the master lives, is located in Yunmiao Mountain, the number one school of cultivating immortals.

There are three thousand disciples in Yunmiao Mountain, seven fairy peaks, and even two of which are the gods that the world of cultivating immortals flocks to.

The aura provided by the divine veins enveloped the entire Yunmiao Mountain, making the disciples here to practice more with less effort, so Yunmiao Mountain had several great talents in the stage of transforming gods.

Others are not envious of these two divine veins, because they are the blessings of heaven in return for their ancestors who paid a huge price and guarded the evil artifacts for the common people for generations.

I don't know more about Jiangye.

The whole story is unsightly, even if a few background settings can be picked out in the words "um... ah...", they have not been detailed.

He walked out of Shenyin Peak and wandered around Yunmiao Mountain for a long time until he saw a small-scale teaching class similar to a private school, so he waited in the corner for them to return to the dormitory after class, so that he could follow these people back to the dormitory. Disciple garden.

The plan is perfect.

As soon as the class was over, he was held back by a boy in lotus root pink clothes, talking non-stop.

"Jiangye! You're back? Where have you been these two days? You don't have morning classes, and the old man Xuan Ming has nagged you several times, saying that if you don't come, don't show up in his class!"

Jiang Ye didn't know what the relationship between the original owner and him was, so he murmured the whole time without opening his mouth.

The boy didn't mind his lack of talking, so he dragged him all the way back to the disciple garden.

Jiang Ye thought he didn't know this person, so he had to find a reasonable excuse.

Then he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I was injured a few days ago, my mind is not clear, and I have forgotten many things."

The boy squinted at him for a long time with a pair of fox eyes.

Jiang Ye's heart was pounding, afraid that he would see the clue.

Unexpectedly, the boy burst out laughing suddenly.

"Hahaha, your excuses are useless, don't you say that every time in front of old man Xuan Ming."

The young man narrowed his eyes ambiguously, coaxing him into the disciple's dormitory, and closed the door.

Holding his shoulders, he whispered: "Tell me honestly, did you go to the Cuiwei Courtyard at the foot of the mountain to play again?"

"Cui... Cuiwei Courtyard?"

"Hey, which one of us brothers is with whom? Didn't I help you find an excuse to deceive the old man Xuan Ming when you went out to play. You really don't need to hide it from me."

I am not, I am not.

Cuiwei Courtyard felt weird when he heard it, and he almost choked on the words blurted out by the young man before he could turn his head around.

Boy: "I've already inquired about it. Last night was the day when Mr. Rouzhi from Cuiwei Courtyard performed. Didn't you often praise him?"

Jiang Ye was covered in cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, the original owner would go to the small hall after getting rid of the scum of the master!

This matter... does Master know?

Master knows that he will be sad, right?

Then love but can't get it, become black after being humble for a while...

Seeing Jiang Ye's terrified face, without the satisfaction of returning from a gentle hometown, the young man was a little uncertain.

"You really didn't go last night?"

Jiang Ye shook his head and waved his hands: "No, I was really injured, my mind was not clear, and I was resting all day yesterday."

The young man was suspicious: "Rest? I live in the same room as you. I didn't even see your shadow last night. Could it be that you have practiced invisibility?"

share a room?

That's right, this young man took him back to his dormitory in a familiar way, just like returning to his own home.

As mentioned in the original book, there are many disciples in Yunmiao Mountain, not every disciple has a separate dormitory.

The original owner slept with an inner disciple named Wen Renyue.

Also because of this reason, when the relationship between the master and the apprentice was not known to the public in the early days, the apprentice never talked with the master in his dormitory.

As for later...

The apprentice's heart began to swell, and he liked to find excitement.

After giving the roommate the sleeping incense, they played dormitory play with the master through a screen.

I have to say that the apprentice is too fierce, he is already in the sky, and he is still not satisfied.

Maybe it was because the effect of the drowsiness incense had worn off, and Wen Renyue next door gradually became sober. She thought that the original owner had sneaked back with a young man from the foot of the mountain, but she didn't expect that something was wrong when she heard the voice.

It turned out to be... that immortal from Shenyin Peak! !

Master was so tormented that his voice became hoarse, and he didn't know that Wen Renyue, who was separated by a screen, had already woken up.

But the apprentice knew it, and played bad tricks again, forcing the master to scream louder, and then took advantage of the extreme moment to tell the truth to the master's ear.

This is the first time Master has encountered social death.

There will be more times to come...

After recalling the original plot, Jiang Ye's face turned red again.

It was almost impossible to look directly at Wen Renyue.

But fortunately, this young man who likes to wear lotus root powder clothes, loves to hang gold bracelets and silver ornaments on his body, and pays attention to dressing up every day is a shou!

As long as he doesn't covet Master...

Jiang Ye doesn't know where he got the blessing, but there is still some faint worry in this blessing.

After all, he is the gong!

Is it true that nothing will happen if you live with a shou?

Wen Renyue is a sensible person, seeing Jiang Ye's face changing for a while, he knew that he didn't want to say more, so he changed another topic.

"By the way, the old man Xuan Ming said, you haven't been there for two days, but you have to make up your homework."

In the original book, every time the apprentice goes to Shenyin Peak to meet with the master privately, Elder Xuan Ming thinks that he is skipping class and going down the mountain to fool around, and insists on grabbing him by the braids to make him complete his homework. He is very responsible to his disciples.

After the Dongchuang incident, Elder Xuan Ming was also the first to beat his chest and stamp his feet, denouncing the original owner as a beast, and then was slapped to death by the original owner who hated him.

Alas, it is difficult to sum up the misdeeds of this apprentice in the original book.

Wen Renyue hugged his shoulders with a smile, "Don't worry, mine is almost done, you can just copy mine."

Jiang Ye shook his head: "It shouldn't be necessary."

Wen Renyue was shocked: "What?! Don't you even dare not to do that old man Xuan Ming's homework?"

The price is not unbearable, it's just that the old man's tricks are too grueling, he might as well grit his teeth and copy homework.

Ye Qi calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief: "There should be no need to do it."

"Could it be... that your visit to Cuiwei Courtyard has been discovered? Are you going to be expelled from the mountain gate?" Wen Renyue was so surprised that her eyes widened even further.

Jiang Ye didn't bother to explain: "It's about the same...Brother, I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead!"

"How to solve the disciple's deed? I want to drive myself out of the teacher's door."

"what?"

Wen Renyue didn't know what happened to make Jiang Ye decide to leave the division.

"Hold out your hand," he said.

Do the same at night.

Wen Renyue held his wrist and rolled up his sleeves, then stretched out her arm to activate her spiritual power.

A faint golden silk thread appeared on Wen Renyue's wrist, while dozens of fine silk threads glowing white were wrapped around Jiangye's wrist.

Wen Renyue: "Do you understand?"

Jiang Ye: "Understood."

Jiang Ye sighed: "Tell me directly, how many good masters do I have?"

Wen Renyue was startled: "??"

"Young man, why do you think so?"

Jiang Ye: "A discipleship line is a pair of master-student relationship, so I have dozens of them. Doesn't it mean that I have worshiped dozens of masters?"

"Evernight."

Wen Renyue's fox eyes drooped down, looking at Jiang Ye like a fool, with great sympathy.

"Now I really believe that you didn't go out to flirt last night. You are really out of your mind and stupid. Do you think you are some kind of genius, and let dozens of powerful people rush to accept you as a disciple?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

If this is not Huashiwen, but Dianjiawen, then it is not impossible.

Wen Renyue sighed.

"You know that the Immortal of Shenyin Peak has never accepted disciples for thousands of years, right? The Xianmen clan has sharpened its head and sent out talented rookie disciples every year, but he didn't even look at it."

"Jiang Ye, you are the only apprentice he has accepted for thousands of years."