Was watched by the master

ah!Fang Mu suddenly remembered what the Third Elder had said to him in the training ground that day. Could it be that the Third Elder meant that he should work harder to persuade Master Zu to stay in the sect for a few more days?

He completely forgot about it, besides...he hasn't seen the master for many days, where is he going to stay.It's been so many days, maybe the master has already gone back to retreat.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu couldn't help but feel a little lost.I promised to teach him again, cheat paper.

"What's the matter? You suddenly pulled your face." Fang Zimo bent down and looked at Fang Mu in front of him.

"No, I was just thinking about something."

"Then let's go back, do you want to try the feeling of riding a dragon's back?"

Fang Mu looked at Fang Zimo in disbelief, "You mean?" (⊙o⊙)

Fang Zimo clapped his hands, "That's right, senior brother will take you flying."

"This, this is not good?" You know, not everyone can ride the dragon's back. According to legend, only one person is allowed to ride the dragon's back in a lifetime. Mo likes him.

"It's nothing, I don't mind these things, here~ take my things." Fang Zimo took out the bag containing the things on his body and tied it to Fang Mu's body.

"Look, there is an inhibitor in it, and you will be responsible to me if you lose it." Fang Zimo said with a smile.

Fang Mu was stunned with excitement, and it took him a while to recover. He touched the bag and promised: "I will take a good look at it!"

"Silly boy, tie your own tighter too. Don't spill it on my back later. If it hurts, I'll throw you off."

"Okay!" Fang Mu quickly tied up his own bag.

"Okay, get ready..."

Fang Zimo jumped up, and his body immediately turned into a dragon body. There was a little powder on the white scales, and the sun shone brilliantly on them...

so beautiful!

Fang Mu was stunned. In Penglai, he had never seen the bodies of other senior brothers, and they could even be seen everywhere, but Fang Zimo's body was the most beautiful and well-proportioned he had ever seen.

The bodies of the other senior brothers are somewhat majestic, but Fang Zimo's body also gives off a gentle feeling.

Fang Zimo circled around Fang Mu's body, swept his tail around Fang Mu's waist and rolled it lightly, and placed Fang Mu on his dragon's back.

Fang Mu looked at Fang Zimo's dragon back, lost his mind for a moment.Feeling as excited as the rough sea, I couldn't help touching the scales with my hands.

He knows that there are red dragons, white dragons, blue dragons, etc. in the dragon family, and the names are all named according to the color of their scales. Each color represents a different level of cultivation, but Fang Zimo's scales are neither red nor completely white. It's amazing.

What's even more unbelievable is that he actually sat on the dragon's back, like a dream.

"Hold it well, let's go." As soon as the words fell, Fang Zimo swooped down. Fang Mu fell back unexpectedly and almost fell off the back of the dragon. Fortunately, Fang Zimo slowed down in time and waited for Fang Mu to hug him After staying behind the dragon, Fang Zimo accelerated again.

After flying away from the cloud staircase, Fang Zimo kept flying at a steady speed, and finally Fang Mu didn't have to panic to prevent falling.

"Senior Brother Seven, your scales are so beautiful." After calming down, Fang Mu finally had a chance to talk to Fang Zimo. In the first sentence, he wanted to praise Fang Zimo's scales. Although they are not gems, they are more beautiful than gems .

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll pull out a piece for you to play with."

"Ah, that's fine, the master said that pulling out the dragon's scales is very painful." Fang Mu refused flatteredly.

Fang Zimo chuckled: "Yo, you still know this."

"Hey, Master often talks about it." Fang Mu can't do anything else, but as long as Fang Han talks about the Dragon Clan, he listens more seriously than anyone else.

"However, brother, why are your scales white and pink?" Fang Mu asked.

Fang Zimo sighed silently, and he said: "Because I haven't completely transformed into a white dragon, my cultivation base is still a little bit worse than that of a white dragon, and I haven't broken through, so I have become the red or not red now." , it looks like it's not white."

"It's okay, it will definitely break through, the current color is super beautiful." Fang Mu comforted.

"Thank you, so you are not the only one who has the troubles of cultivation, everyone is the same, don't be unhappy because of these, everyone's ability to accept is different, besides, the cultivation methods of the dragon race and the human race are different. Penglai cultivates in the way of the Dragon Clan, so it's normal if you can't practice well, it has nothing to do with you, it's the fault of the cultivation method."

Fang Mu heard that Fang Zimo was comforting him, and his nose turned sore.

Seventh senior brother is really nice, whoever marries him in the future must be very happy.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, give me some reaction." Fang Zimo shrugged, and Fang Mu immediately came back to his senses.

"No, I was too touched just now, thank you brother for comforting me, I understand." Fang Zimo raised his hand and wiped the wet corners of his eyes.

"It's good to understand, it seems that you are always depressed. Otherwise, you should listen to Master's words and go to Tianshan to learn the cultivation method of the human race from Master's old friend."

"I don't want it, I won't leave Penglai." Fang Mu refused without thinking.

Since his parents were killed, he has been living in Penglai, places other than Penglai, and his memory only stays before the age of ten, and it is not a good memory.

"Okay, I'm just talking, I don't want you to leave here either."

"Yeah." Fang Mu lay quietly on Fang Zimo's dragon's back and stopped talking.

Fang Zimo didn't know what to say for a while, so he quietly flew in the air with Fang Mu on his back.

In fact, he came here with a purpose this time. The encounter was not accidental, but inevitable.Even if Fang Mu didn't see him at the time, he would go to find Fang Mu after receiving the inhibitor.

Just in the morning, his master found him and asked him to help persuade Fang Mu to go to Tianshan to practice.

Fang Mu will soon be eighteen, but his cultivation has not increased at all.Although there are still a few decades before a hundred years, there is no guarantee that there will be no other accidents in the middle. After Dikun becomes an adult, danger is everywhere.

Fang Mu doesn't have much cultivation, and if he gets married and has children in the future, he may die. Fang Han, a master, is worried.

Even if these are avoided, what about a hundred years from now?If he doesn't make a breakthrough in his cultivation, he will live, grow old, get sick and die like a normal human race. A hundred years is the longest life expectancy.

Therefore, as relatives, they don't want Fang Mu to stop here. Since the Dragon Clan's mentality is not applicable to the human race, they should go to the outside world to learn the human race's cultivation mentality.

However, Fang Mu was as stubborn as a cow, and he didn't want to.That's why Master asked him to persuade him.

According to his master: "You have a good relationship with him, maybe he listens to you."

He really believed in his master's evil, and now the younger brother doesn't talk to him anymore. (||_)

After thinking about it, Fang Zimo tentatively asked, "Would you like to go to the sea?"

Fang Mu became refreshed when he heard it.

"Okay!" Although he has been in Penglai for ten years, he has never been to the sea, because his qinggong is too bad, and he is afraid that he will fall in the middle of the flight and feed the fish directly.

Seeing Fang Mu talking to him again, Fang Zimo silently breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood improved.

"Then let's go."

They didn't want to come back after playing until dark that day. When they landed, Fang Mu was still immersed in the beauty of the sea. The sea was really blue, as beautiful as the eyes of the master.

Fang Zimo flew close to the surface of the sea with him, and the dolphins chased after them, swimming around Fang Zimo's body, jumping up and kissing his palm from time to time, he almost passed out with happiness.

This day is probably the happiest day he has had in these years.

"Then I won't take you back to your residence. I've carried you all afternoon and flew all over thousands of mountains and seas. I'm almost exhausted."

"Brother, you have worked hard, give you a pat." Fang Mu patted Fang Zimo's shoulder.

Fang Zimo waved his hand, "Okay, it's getting dark, go back to sleep, you're all wet, go back and change quickly."

"Okay. Return this to you." Fang Mu took off the bag that Fang Zimo had tied to him and returned it to him.

"Let's go, good night."

It was wet and really cold.After seeing Fang Zimo leave, Fang Mu also quickly ran towards the direction of the residence, leaving his wet footprints on the ground.

The moment he opened the door, Fang Mu felt movement in the room.So he slowed down the movement of opening the door, quietly pushed the door and walked in.

"Have you been sneaking around as a thief?"

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Mu was startled by the sudden voice, and he staggered two steps and was pulled back by Fang Zhi.

"Master, why are you here?" Fang Mu was surprised.

"I'll come when I want to." Fang Zhi threw a bag of things at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu caught it quickly with his eyes and hands, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a large bag of inhibitors, with at least dozens of bottles in it.

"This... this is..." Fang Mu's eyes widened, he was too surprised to speak.

"I can cure you if you are blind."

"No... no, I mean why are there so many inhibitors!" Fang Mu hugged them like treasures.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll just take it for you, and you have to take a bottle with you every day when you go out, did you hear that?" Fang Zhi had already entered the room and sat down, and tea was still brewing on the table.

"Listen...I heard it." Fang Mu replied, but his eyes were on the steaming teapot on the table.

"What are you looking at? I can't drink your tea?" Fang Zhi raised his eyelids and swept Fang Mu's face lightly.

"No, it's not, what the disciple means is how can I let Master make tea by yourself, I'll make it for you."

Fang Mu quickly put the inhibitor away, and walked quickly to the table. Just as his finger was about to touch the teapot, Fang Zhi grabbed his hand.

"Hands are so cold, where are you going?"

"Go...to the sea." Fang Mu confessed honestly.

"Your clothes are also wet, I thought you jumped into the sea." Fang Zhi looked Fang Mu's body up and down.

"Cough... cough cough... no, no." Fang Mu almost choked on his saliva, and the master was too good at telling cold jokes.

Fang Zhi's gaze fell on Fang Mu's hand again, and he rubbed his thumb on the back of Mu's hand below, a slight change occurred in his pupils, and he said: "Your hand is beautiful, don't soak it in sea water, it will hurt your skin. "

"I know... I know." Fang Mu quickly withdrew his hand, feeling weird in his heart.

【Speak】

Here, everyone carries a bag of things with them, and one bag is hung on the waist, and the clothes will be blocked when they are laid down.