The stone table shattered, and there was no hiding between the two, Lingyu turned her head and shouted, "Dong'er." ”

Yuan Dong'er appeared quickly, without Lingyu's instructions, he cleaned up in three or two, and soon moved a new stone table, and even the tea stove was replaced with a new one.

Lingyu took a sip of new tea and said, "You still dare to get angry in front of me, it seems that your heart is still there." ”

Ding Yucheng bowed his head and was silent, his body trembling slightly.

"Is it aggrieved to apologize to Senior Brother Ji?" Lingyu smiled, "You did it, don't you want to admit it?" ”

Ding Yucheng raised his head suddenly and said coldly: "Cheng Lingyu, I did the thing, but I don't need to apologize." Even if I had to do it again, I would do it. ”

"Yo, that's right!" Lingyu casually spilled the rest of the tea, and the next sentence turned around, "Very good, the self is still there, you can still be saved." ”

Ding Yucheng was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand what she meant. Poked him in the sore spot before, just to confirm this matter?

The next moment, I heard Lingyu say: "Since you are so insistent on yourself, why do you still come to the door to humiliate yourself?" ”

Ding Yucheng didn't come up in one breath. He knew that how could a person as stingy and scathing as Cheng Lingyu be really kind!

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and restrained his feelings.

After a long time, he felt that he could be calm and right, so he spoke: "Cheng Lingyu, I came to the door because you promised my senior sister." If you don't want to fulfill it, I won't stay longer. ”

"What's the hurry? I can't stand it after just two sentences, no wonder I have been slumping for so many years. ”

Ding Yucheng was furious, and the fire that he had finally endured was rekindled, but it was a pity. Didn't wait for him to speak. I saw Lingyu get up and go back to the cultivation room. waved his hand casually halfway: "Dong'er, clean up a house for him to live in." ”

Halfway through, she thought about something, turned around and said, "Learn from Dong'er, and you will do these jobs in the future." ”

Ding Yucheng's eyes widened, not believing what he had heard.

He does all this work, which means that he will be her follower in the future?

Ding Yucheng guessed correctly. The next day, Lingyu asked Dong'er to go back, and all the chores on the peak were handed over to him.

Actually, there aren't many chores. Lingyu is not a picky master, when Abi took care of the cave mansion, she never complained, not to mention that now all affairs are handled by Lei Tian.

What Ding Yucheng has to do is to wait on the sidelines and listen to his instructions -- in most cases, he is to be a stump.

After gritting his teeth and enduring it for a few days, Ding Yucheng gradually felt a little weird.

Morning. Lingyu generally practices spells or swordsmanship in the afternoon. Read the Taoist scriptures and draw talismans, and at night, practice in the cultivation room.

Of course, her cultivation room and lounge would not let him in, so what he needed to show up was during the afternoon.

Sometimes it's just to pour her a cup of tea for an afternoon.

And Lingyu didn't deliberately humiliate him anymore, he really used him as an ordinary attendant.

Ding Yucheng couldn't help but wonder, what kind of heart did she have? If she just wanted to toss him, but for a few days, she didn't tell him to do hard labor, didn't stimulate him with words like when she first came, and didn't even say a word of superfluity. Is this really a promise to be kept without paying attention?

After enduring it for a few days, he finally asked him, but Lingyu replied to him: "If you can't bear it, you can go back." ”

A few times like this, Ding Yucheng didn't ask, anyway, it was in vain to ask.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and Ding Yucheng gradually got used to the days in Taibai Sect.

Lingyu's life is very simple, she has almost no other hobbies, except for cultivation is to draw talismans, and occasionally alchemy pills or something. Except for meeting Master and a few friends, he hardly goes out.

This somewhat surprised Ding Yucheng, he also thought that with Lingyu's personality, he would prefer interpersonal communication.

Sure enough, those who have achieved something are not left to chance.

……

At the top of the lonely peak, the sound of the flute echoes between the clouds, sometimes joyful, sometimes lingering.

Ding Yucheng stood at the foot of the peak and looked up at the figure sitting on the top of the peak.

It is not surprising that a monk has one or two hobbies, and in his long cultivation career, there will always be times when he is depressed and needs to be resolved. But Ding Yucheng always felt that such an elegant hobby was not related to Cheng Lingyu.

Just like at this moment, she is sitting on the top of a lonely peak, playing the flute alone, as quiet as a painting.

That arrogant and mean-speaking Cheng Lingyu is like this?

Just thinking about it, Ding Yucheng saw a red sword light coming from not far away, suddenly coming and landing on the peak.

"Do you hear your flute as soon as you get out, to greet me?" Hearty laughter rang out.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Lingyu stood up in surprise: "Senior Brother Qian! ”

The person who came was Qian Jiale.

I haven't seen him for many years, his appearance hasn't changed much, he still has red lips and white teeth, and he is still beautiful, but the momentum of the high-level monks is stronger, so that people can recognize at a glance that this "beauty" is not a woman.

Qian Jiale slapped her on the shoulder: "Long time no see!" ”

Lingyu shot back at him with a smile: "When I came back, I heard that you were in retreat, yes, it's complete!" ”

Qian Jiale's body is full of true yuan and sword qi is released, and he has reached the realm of consummation.

"You're in the middle of your infancy, can I not be perfect? It's already slowing you down a lot. Looking at the spiritual jade in front of him, Qian Jiale sighed in his heart.

When I first met in Xiaojianchi, Lingyu's cultivation was still lower than him, and then the two built a foundation together, and there was not much gap in cultivation. Later, the Lingyu Sword came back again, and Qian Jiale hoped that she would be able to catch up again. It's just that he didn't expect that Lingyu not only caught up, but also quickly overtook him.

Speaking of which, it was her sword destruction that began to start over, and her cultivation speed was so fast that she couldn't beat her horse. Yudan is only a few years slower than himself, and the baby is even faster than ever.

Now, she has just completed her marriage, and before she has time to impact the Yuan Baby, she is already in the middle of the Yuan Baby, and looking at the coercion on her body, she is faintly approaching the late stage.

If it is said that at the time of the Liantai meeting, Qian Jiale still had the determination to catch up, but now he has no such idea at all.

It's not that he gave up catching up and became a sword cultivator. His determination to never move forward has always been there. It's just that. He felt it more and more clearly. Lingyu is different from him, there is no point in chasing after him.

After greeting each other, the two sat down at the top of the peak.

Lingyu took out a gourd from her bosom and handed it to him: "Dongming's fruit wine is brewed by Senior Sister Fang herself. ”

Qian Jiale pulled out the gourd stopper and took a sip. The sweet liquor flowed into the abdomen, and immediately transformed into aura, surging to the limbs. He exclaimed: "Good wine! Which Senior Sister Fang brewed it? ”

"Senior Sister Fang Xinyan Fang!"

"Poof-ahem! Cough! Qian Jiale squirted out a mouthful of wine. His eyes widened, "Fang ...... How so? ”

Lingyu knew that he was reacting, and told him about Fang Xinyan with a smile, saying, "I didn't expect it, right?" Senior Sister Fang's identity is so good. ”

"I really didn't expect ......" Qian Jiale was in a complicated mood. The relationship between him and Fang Xinyan is not so good, but after all, they have known each other for several years, and they are not sad to learn that she is a demon cultivator. Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, they would still meet each other.

Qian Jiale wanted to ask clearly, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glanced at Ding Yucheng below. Qi Dao: "He's not that ...... Who is the Netherworld? How did it end up here? ”

Who's that......

When Ding Yucheng heard this, he became even more depressed. He didn't even remember a name?

In fact. Qian Jiale just thought it was incredible, everyone knew the grievances between Ding Yucheng and Taibai Sect, he hurt Ji Chengtian and was beaten by Lingyu again, how could it appear in Taibai Sect? In addition, he hadn't seen Ding Yucheng a few times, so he wondered if he was wrong.

"That's who." Lingyu replied.

Qian Jiale was puzzled: "What's the matter?" How did he get to Taibai Sect? I thought it was one of your squires! ”

"He's my squire now." Lingyu chuckled, "His senior sister sold him to me." ”

Ding Yucheng moved the corners of his mouth, and wanted to refute it, but thinking about Lingyu's sharp teeth, he still endured it. If he doesn't say it, once he says it, he will definitely be suppressed by the situation.

Fortunately, Lingyu didn't want to suppress him this time, so he only said this sentence, and then changed the subject: "Senior Brother Qian, how did you gain from this retreat?" ”

"It's fine." Qian Jiale's face was full of spring breeze, "The sword heart is polished, and the next step is to find an opportunity to break through." ”

"Seeing that your sword qi is strong, the time for cultivation has arrived, and the main thing is the state of mind."

"Well, I'll go out and travel in a while, hoping to find an opportunity." Speaking of this, Qian Jiale's eyes darkened, "This time, my master is a lot older, I'm afraid that he will ...... before I find an opportunity."

Lingyu comforted: "I have brought a lot of elixirs from Dongming, maybe I can refine the longevity elixir." ”

Qian Jiale had already heard about this matter, but he knew that the longevity pill was not easy to refine, so he didn't dare to expect too much.

"I know, and thank you for helping me do what a disciple should do."

Lingyu waved her hand: "Don't say that, it's just a coincidence." Over the years, Qingyue Peak's subordinates have found a lot of good medicines, if it weren't for this, Uncle Duanyue wouldn't be able to maintain it so well. Uncle Duanyue is most concerned about whether you can get a baby now, you take care of yourself. ”

Qian Jiale's tone was a little depressed: "If the master accepted you as an apprentice back then, and now he has got what he wants, but unfortunately it is my ...... who has entered his disciple."

"Senior Brother Qian, what are you talking about?" Lingyu interrupted him and said angrily, "You only see that I have cultivated extraordinarily today, do you know how much my master has put into it?" If I worship under the door of Uncle Duanyue, I am afraid that he will already be white-headed! ”

Qian Jiale thought about her words and smiled.

Isn't it? Back then, her dantian was shattered, and she was so alone that she often frowned. Not to mention the meeting of the Lotus Terrace, which made a covenant of life and death with Zhaoming Sword Monarch, even Canghua Zhenren was sad to death.

Lingyu took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to him: "Don't think about it, cultivate hard, and get a baby early, so that Master Duanyue can go to rest assured." ”

Qian Jiale sighed secretly, took the Qiankun bag she handed over, and asked casually, "What is this?" ”

"Gifts."

Qian Jiale stretched out his hand and touched it, and when he heard these two words, he almost choked on his own saliva. He looked up in surprise: "Gift? So much? ”

"I'm rich, don't you know?" Lingyu grinned, "Please call me Cheng Da Rich Master." (To be continued......)

PS: I inexplicably think that "Cheng Daguanren" is more suitable......

Sick and add Kavin, the recent update is unstable, please allow me to adjust it for a while.