take care of yourself

A piece of spirit beast meat caught in Ying Yao's chopsticks fell off, his pupils shrank suddenly, he took a breath before raising his head, and showed a pleading look to Zhuo Yuanshan.

Jianxiu has no interest in love and love, but he has respect and love for the master who raised him and the fellow students who were raised by him. He and the smiling Zhuo Yuanshan looked at each other For a moment, the eyelashes flicked down slightly.

"I understand," Ying Yao said as earnestly as possible, "I will listen carefully to Uncle Zhuo Shi."

Zhuo Yuanshan seemed to show him an expression of approval, but Yingyao couldn't tell. He tried his best not to crush the chopsticks with his hands, thinking: I have to kill him.

It was rare for the sword spirit of Jiusujian not to scold his mother. In the sea of ​​consciousness, it silently patted Ying Yao's arm with the spine of its sword to comfort him, and said in a super low voice: "If you kill it, kill it, anyway, you are a sword cultivator who is not afraid of thunder."

Zhuo Yuanshan filled the half-empty wine glass in front of Ying Yao with wine, and said unhurriedly: "A Yao was with me before, like a bird looking forward to returning to its nest all the time. I couldn't bear to see it, so I helped Ah Yao moved the nest back so that the master, apprentice and brothers could reunite."

Ying Yao was amazed at his ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open, but since he said he must be obedient, he did not intend to refute him for the time being, but instead raised his glass to Zhuo Yuanshan.

"I want to find a few spirit beasts in the Nascent Soul Stage to test the sword, Uncle Zhuo Shi," he started another topic, "I haven't used the Salvation Sword since I got it, so I feel that I'm not used to it."

There are many spirit beasts in the remote mountains further west of Xixue Mountain. Among them, the snow bears, which are famous for their tender meat and fierce temperament, often appear in groups and attack the monks who are going to practice.

Most of its leaders have the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, so the monks who covet the delicacy of the snow bear often meet to go hunting together. This request is not difficult, and Zhuo Yuanshan agreed immediately.

"Tomorrow, I will visit A ​​Yao's teacher, and then I will take two food cultivators to hunt bears," he said with a smile, "I will give A Yao a raid."

Moxiu was very wary, and Ying Yao didn't expect him to get rid of his surveillance by seeing his teacher, he had already adjusted his expression, and smiled without changing his face: "Then trouble Uncle Zhuo. "

After drinking all the wine, Zhuo Yuanshan had a one-night double practice with him as a matter of course.

Ying Yao's Yuanying was already about the same size as his blue-eyed white wolf Yuanshen. The white wolf excitedly tore Yuanying's clothes with its paws, spun around it with its tail high, and then pressed it against its stomach Rubbing around.

Nascent Soul is a Taoist body, and some perfunctory Nascent Souls don't even have a complete human form, so they can't be separated like a physical body, but they have to fit each other's bodies, and practice with dual cultivation methods. Generally speaking, only two palms are needed. .

However, the white wolf in Zhuoyuan Mountain was a primordial spirit, and Ying Yao had no way to push it away, so he could only let it throw its own primordial infant up and down on his body, and stick out its tongue to lick him from time to time.

Zhuo Yuanshan kissed the sweat on his collarbone, waited for the morning light to shine on Ying Yao's face from the window before stopping, fed him two pills of Peiyuan Pill, and carried him to the hot spring for a long time.

When Ying Yao put on his clothes and was about to meet the teacher, he always felt that Yuanying's body was sticky and full of wolf's saliva. He frowned slightly and followed Zhuo Yuanshan out of the courtyard gate. The iron chain on his ankle appeared for a moment. It was put away by the forbidden master.

Zhuo Yuanshan seemed to want to explain, but Jianxiu didn't want to listen to him pretending, so he pretended not to know and took out the World-Saving Sword from the mustard ring, took the sword and flew towards Xiangong.

Jianxiu has come into contact with many ruthless monks, but no one will tell a sentient monk how they survive the catastrophe of love. According to the shallow knowledge he has gained from Ying Yige, Zhuo Yuanshan should treat him attentively and gently , however this does not appear to be the case.

Ying Yao always felt that this was not a way of ruthless Taoism, but Zhuo Yuanshan wanted to get or prove something from him, so he wanted to use him and worried that he would not be controlled, but he refused to give up his plan Choose someone else.

Maybe it's because I'm a "worldly" Taoist monk that is hard to find in the world, Ying Yao thought to himself mockingly as he flew down the mountain with his sword, poor and tough, and a bit pretty.

The most prestigious people in the Immortal Palace are those monks who tried to worship under the Zhuoyuan Mountain sect. Except for the families who have lived here for generations, most of the rest are relatives of the monks who served in the Zhuoyuan Mountain Cave Mansion, so mortals accounted for the majority .

Ordinary people have no status on the territory of demon cultivators, not even the blood relatives of some important person. Blood relatives who cannot enter the Tao are equivalent to waste and servants. It's called Breaking Barriers—in short, it's a good place for Shimen to pick up children.

Ying Yao knew that Zhuo Yuanshan would definitely treat his teacher well, at least he didn't have to worry about making a living, and he might have appointed someone to look after him, so he was already prepared to be hung up by a group of crying brats as soon as he entered the door , despite the fact that his master only picked up two baby girls for him.

Zhuo Yuanshan prepared a house covering an area of ​​more than ten mu for them. Behind the house was a spiritual field surrounded by magic symbols. Ying Yao saw in the sky that the spiritual field was full of plants and there were several puppets in it. Busy, he was slightly relieved, and said to Zhuo Yuanshan who was sitting on the beauty chair and flying aside: "Uncle Zhuo Shi is bothering you."

Zhuo Yuanshan laughed: "It's easy," he pushed the beauty chair down slightly, and threw a messenger talisman to Ying Yao, "I'll sit with an old friend for a while, and I won't get in the way. Call me."

Ying Yao answered him, and knocked on the door of the house.

The one who came to open the door was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, who was picked up from the river by his master eight years ago, and whose surname was Zheng Mo after his master.

The little girl Zheng Mo and Jianxiu looked at each other, and after a while she burst into tears, jumped on Ying Yao's feet, hugged his neck tightly, and cried, "Master! Master! Bastard... hiccup, brother bastard is back!"

When Zheng Chuan rushed over, holding a bowl in one hand and holding a toothless toddler in the other, he followed behind him, just as Ying Yao was walking into the courtyard with Zheng Mo in his arms, and nodded at her in confusion. The tip of the nose: "Little Fairy Steamed Bun, don't learn to speak like Master, or you will lose all your teeth."

Zheng Chuan cursed against the threat of losing all his teeth: "Bah, you little bastard!"

"Yes, yes, yes," Ying Yao lifted Zheng Mo to ride on his shoulders, took the rice paste bowl and the new junior sister from Zheng Chuan, and smiled apologetically, "Master is right."