Yun Yi rested his head on his arms, leaned back on the chair and shook the ground, and sighed inexplicably: "It's still comfortable to live on a day like this, isn't it a happy life to cultivate immortals?" Why do you have to work tirelessly to improve your cultivation? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as Ming Chu heard his words, he knew that Heguang Zhenjun was probably forcing him to cultivate again.

Speaking of Yunyi, this person is really an outlier, with the excellent qualifications of the fire and wood twin spirit roots, he doesn't want to improve his cultivation, he is bent on alchemy, and even his master can't do anything about him.

She also persuaded him to cultivate steadily, even if he didn't want to overwhelm the crowd, at least let himself live longer and have more strength to protect himself. Who knew that he actually brainwashed her in turn, saying that he could raise her cultivation by taking drugs, and if he had that cultivation time, it was better to specialize in a few more pills. Anyway, he is an alchemist, as long as a lot of pills are spilled out, there are many people vying to protect him, and safety is not a problem at all.

Hearing his remarks, the beginning of the Ming Dynasty also extinguished the mind of persuading him again. Thinking that he would be in the sect all day long, there should be no danger, so he didn't bother to persuade him.

"It's still hello, Master's retreat, this little day is so leisurely, where is it like me, I was thrown by my master to practice all day long, so I have to take a detour when I see him now."

Ming Chu sat on the chair, rubbed the Qingbo Sword with silk, and listened to him complain quietly, but his thoughts had already flown back to the Moon Peak. Master has been in retreat for four years, and there is no sign of breaking the barrier, so I don't know how she is doing now. Thinking of this, a trace of worry appeared in her eyes.

"Ahem", Ming Chu was awakened by a sudden voice, and when he looked up, he saw Aoba Zhenren standing at the gate with Kazumitsu Zhenjun.

Ming Chu was about to get up to salute, when he was glanced at by Heguang Zhenjun, she was immediately silenced, and couldn't help but sweat for Yun Yi, who was still chattering on the side.

"Since you're so dissatisfied, would it be good to change your master?"

"Hmm...... I've thought about it, but I don't dare to ......" Yun Yi didn't notice the arrival of the two, and was still talking to himself, and halfway through speaking, he suddenly felt that the voice was wrong.

He looked at the person who made the sound, and a carp rolled over and stood up, and said, "Master, why are you here?" Then he looked at Mama Aoba, "Senior brother, you're here too." ”

Aoba Masato looked at him with a smile and was silent. Heguang Zhenjun strode in, twisted his ears and scolded: "Bastard boy, you have a long ability, even if you are lazy in cultivation, you dare to slander the master behind your back?" ”

Yun Yi tilted his body and shouted, "Master, you tap, my sister is watching from the side." ”

"Do you still know how to have a face? Come back to retreat with me, don't think about it if you don't break through the middle stage of foundation building. After saying that, he searched all the storage bags and rings on his body, even the necklace around his neck.

Yun Yi cried with a sad face, and was reluctantly dragged away by him.

Ming Chu stood aside with a solemn face, trying to hold back his laughter. Aoba Majin turned around and said to her, "I just sent a letter from the Moon Peak, and Senior Sister Qingyun is out of the customs. ”

Ming Chu was stunned for a while before he reacted and couldn't help but smile. She hurriedly saluted and said goodbye to Aoba Maru, turned around and went back to the house to pack up hastily, and then rushed back to the Moon Peak.

Standing in front of the cave, Ming Chu hesitated. She was afraid to open the door and see the stone chamber closed. After wandering for a while, she finally mustered up the courage to open the defensive formation and walked in.

The spring water in the cave is flowing into the lotus pond, Su Qianxi is dressed in plain clothes, his temples are not combed, and he is lazily leaning on the stone fence to drink.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he took a light step and approached cautiously. The master she had been thinking about was right in front of her right now, and it all felt like a dream, and it felt so unreal.

Su Qianxi turned her head and looked at Ming Chu with a light smile, and her voice sounded the same as four years ago, "I'm back." ”

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, her nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears, but she called softly, "Master." ”

"Come here." Su Qianxi smiled and beckoned.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Su Qianxi stood up, gestured above her head, and said with relief: "Yes, the little bean sprouts have finally grown into big shallots." ”

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she was amused, and the gap of four years was finally filled, and everything seemed to return to four years ago. She grabbed Su Qianxi's sleeve and said affectionately, "Master, I'll pull your hair for you." ”

Su Qianxi raised her eyebrows and let her lead her back to the living room.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, while holding on to the jade comb and pulling her hair, he recounted the four-year experience.

Su Qianxi has been listening quietly, and when she heard something interesting, she didn't forget to comment on it.

Ming Chu fixed her hair bun, tilted her head and asked Su Qianxi in the mirror: "Master, how is it?" ”

"My craft has grown, and I can comb my hair in a bun."

Ming Chu smiled with crooked eyebrows, she had long wanted to comb her master's hair, and she had practiced privately for a long time, and today she finally got what she wanted.

Su Qianxi also looked at the early Ming Dynasty in the mirror, four years passed in a blink of an eye, it was just an enlightenment for her, but for the early Ming Dynasty, it was enough for her to grow from the original thin little girl to a slim girl. Thinking of this, she sighed, as a master, she has finally been absent in the past four years.

"Master......" Ming Chu sighed inexplicably when he saw her, and he was very puzzled.

"Come, let me see your cultivation results." Su Qianxi got up, stepped out of the cave first, and took her to Bibotan.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he held the Qingbo sword, and the starting hand was the first style of wind and fire. The sword light swung out, the wind and fire were entangled, and the fire borrowed the wind momentum to fall quickly and violently on the pond water. Suddenly, the pool water rose to the sky, splashed several feet of water, and then slowly scattered, and the mist was filled.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she put the sword back into the sheath, three years ago she could only barely use this move, but now with her skill of practicing the eighth layer of qi, it is no longer a problem to use three moves in a row.

"Okay." Su Qianxi walked out from under the tree, "You did a good job." ”

The joy that suppressed her heart at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was able to get the approval of the master, and it was not in vain that she had been practicing hard work day and night in the past few years.

"You've been cultivating in the mountain for more than four years, it's time to go out and practice."

The topic changed too quickly, and Ming Chu couldn't keep up with her rhythm, and asked in a daze: "Isn't it necessary to build a foundation before you can go down the mountain?" ”

"Who told you?" Su Qianxi stretched out a finger and poked her forehead, "Our disciples of Moon Peak don't have a long-term cultivation at home. ”

"Does the ancestor know?"

Su Qianxi raised her eyebrows, "My disciple, can your ancestor still manage it?" ”

"......" I don't know. She was about to run out as soon as she got out of the customs, and she was not afraid that her master would be furious if she found out.

"Pack up and leave tomorrow."

"But the master is ...... over there" Ming Chu was a little hesitant, how could she feel that the master seemed to be hiding from something.

"You don't have to worry about it."

The teacher's order is difficult to disobey, and he obediently responded at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.