"Master." Feng Ning walked in front of Yu Changshu.

"What's wrong?" Yu Changshu looked at Feng Ning, Feng Ning had been avoiding him since he was drunk, and rarely appeared in front of her, "Do you have something to tell Master?" ”

"Can't you find Master if you're fine?" Feng Ning sat down and poured a cup of tea for Yu Changshu, and said with a smile, "I haven't chatted with Master for a long time, and I want to talk to Master." ”

"Is that so?" Yu Changshu took a sip of the teacup and asked lightly, "What do you want to talk to Master?" ”

"Master, tell me about your past!" Feng Ning held his face with his hands and looked at Yu Changshu with a smile.

"I can't remember exactly." Putting down the teacup and looking into the distance, Yu Changshu's calm face didn't know what he was thinking.

"Don't remember anything?" Feng Ning pursed his lips and didn't believe it, "Isn't it true that the higher the cultivation, the better the memory?" ”

"Theoretically, that's true." Yu Changshu looked at Feng Ning with a smile, "Do you remember how many people have come to Yushan Peak recently?" ”

"Who would remember this kind of thing?" Feng Ning dipped his hand in some water and scribbled on the table.

"What we can remember, what we want to remember, has nothing to do with memory"

Yu Changshu's sighing tone echoed in Feng Ning's ears, Feng Ning retracted his hand and leaned towards Yu Changshu's side, only to realize that all along, she thought that the master who did not eat the fireworks of the world also had the emotions of ordinary people, and also had troubles that others did not understand

"Master" Feng Ning put his hand on Yu Changshu's shoulder.

Wow, it feels so good!

"How can you look at Master with such eyes?" Yu Changshu asked amusedly.

"Uh" Feng Ning swallowed his saliva, feeling like he was being caught, and turned his head uncomfortably, "It's just that I didn't expect Master's 'body' to be so good!" ”

Feng Ning cautiously withdrew his hand, but his eyes kept rolling on Yu Changshu's body.

Yu Changshu looked very cold and dusty, but he was like an immortal, which made it difficult for people to do something indecent in front of him, and he felt ashamed of himself when he stood in front of him.

Feng Ning had always thought that Yu Changshu was the kind of person who was as fragile as a scholar, but he didn't expect his figure to be unexpectedly strong.

Handsome friendless face, strong muscles, elastic arms

"Pour a glass of water for Master." The Imperial Commander let out a sound to interrupt Feng Ning's scorching gaze.

The soft voice scratched his heart like a feather, Feng Ning's whole body trembled, took the teacup in Yu Changshu's hand, and slowly poured water.

Only then did she come back to her senses, just now she seemed to be fascinated, what a man is really misleading! Men are misguided!

Shaking his head straight, Feng Ning stopped! Stop! The man in front of you is your master

Yu Changshu took the teacup, but didn't drink it, but looked at Feng Ning, "What the hell do you want to tell Master, this is the last chance, if you don't say it, then don't say it again." ”

It's such a waste to say such cold words with such a handsome face! I can conquer the world with my face, but I am still strong, what should I do with an ordinary person?

Putting his face in front of Yu Changshu, Feng Ning's eyes widened and he looked at him motionlessly, looking very pitiful, "Master first promised not to object, I will say." ”

"Not against what?" Yu Changshu leaned back, distancing himself from Feng Ning.

"I want to go to the mundane realm." Feng Ning leaned in with him again.

"Nope." There was no room for negotiation in Yu Changshu's tone.

"I knew it." Feng Ning sat down on the chair in a dejected manner, feeling aggrieved in his heart, "Why don't you let me go?" ”

"You're too weak to protect yourself now." Yu Changshu's voice was very cold, "It's dangerous outside. ”

"You can let Chu Lan accompany me." Feng Ning's eyes lit up again, "And there are very few monks in the mortal world, there won't be"

"Alright." Yu Changshu got up, the teacup was overturned by the robe, and there was a huge collision sound, "When you get to Yuanying's cultivation, I'll take you there." ”

"But"

Yuanying is the most difficult level for monks to cross, it is a huge watershed, and more than half of the monks are blocked in this level until the Yuanshou is exhausted. Not to mention whether she can cultivate to Yuanying for the time being, even if she can, it will be hundreds of years later, and if she goes out at that time, she will not be able to find the bones

"Master, can you take me there now?"

"That's enough." Yu Changshu was entangled by the wind and had no choice, so he turned around helplessly and said coldly, "Listen to Master's words, cultivate hard, don't think about sneaking out, otherwise you will know what it's like to stay in Yushan Peak forever." ”

Feng Ning obediently closed his mouth and stared at Yu Changshu with big wet eyes.

Watching her with such pure and aggrieved eyes, the Imperial Commander Shu let out a long sigh and compromised, "If you can live ten moves in my hands, I will allow you to go to the mortal world." ”

"Really?" Feng Ning shouted happily, and then stepped down his face again, "This is not fair, Master, you can restrain me with one move, how can I persist in ten moves!" ”

"So you have to work hard to cultivate." Yu Changshu smiled and touched Feng Ning's hair, "Rest early, Master will go first." ”

Seeing him leave, Feng Ning sat on the chair in a daze, thinking hard, is there any way to improve his skills in a short time? I don't know if I can ask for help

Still no, the monks of the entire Lingshan Sect together may not be Yu Changshu's opponent. What to do?

"Chu Lan, I'll go with you to participate in the sect competition."

The next day, Feng Ning ran to Sword Peak early in the morning to find Chu Lan.

"Why did you suddenly figure it out?" Chu Lan was suspicious, and he knew very well how much Feng Ning was disgusted with the sect.

Feng Ning sat on the branch and told Chu Lan about yesterday's events.

"You're the only one who can help me." After speaking, Feng Ning looked at Chu Lan with expectant eyes.

"I don't dare to confront the ancestor." Chu Lan looked helpless.

"Coward." Feng Ning looked at Chu Lan angrily, "I thought you were a real sword cultivator, hmph, that's just it"

"It's not a matter of timidity." Chu Lan stretched out his hand and pinched Feng Ning's face and pulled, "Don't be angry, I'll help you." ”

"Didn't lie to me?" Feng Ning looked at him and confirmed.

"When did I lie to you." Chu Lan let go of her face, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Sect Dabi." Feng Ning smiled from the bottom of his heart, and his sparkling expression made people unable to take their eyes off, "I heard that the prizes of the sect competition can improve spiritual power." ”

"That's the prize for the top three." Chu Lan paused, "With your strength, I'm afraid"

"Isn't there still you?" Feng Ning patted Chu Lan on the shoulder.

"There are many masters from other sects, and I may not be able to enter the top three." Chu Lan shook his head, "Besides, the elixir has a limited effect, and the improved spiritual power is only a drop in the bucket compared to the ancestor, and it is not of much use." ”