As a modern person who has been bombarded with flying information, Qiao Xitan thinks he is still well-informed.

She thought she had seen everything stunning, but the moment she saw the suspense, she still had a shameful feeling of heartbeat.

Naturally, it was not enough to say that it was love at first sight, but just with this face, Qiao Xitan felt that he had been tricked.

"Who is this?" Qiao Xitan collected his gaze lingering on Hanging Wei's face, and looked at Tu Ye inquiringly.

Not surprisingly, this should be the monk Tu Ye knew.

"He's the monk I told you about before, just call him Wuyan." Tu Ye is not wrong to introduce Xuan Wei like this, because his title is Wuyan.

"Hello, hello, please." Qiao Xitan asked Wu Yan to go inside, and a few people sat down in the main hall, Qiao Xitan asked again, "You will live in our house in the future, so it is more convenient, I will go to clean up a yard for you later, and ensure that it is clean." ”

Seeing that Qiao Xitan's gaze had been lingering on him, Wu Yan was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was still holding on and refusing to relax, "Thank you so much, just call me Wu Yan, don't be so polite." ”

"Okay." Qiao Xitan nodded and agreed.

Because of seeing the beauty, Qiao Xitan was very happy, and personally went to clean up the yard for Wuyan, and in an instant, there were only four people left in the main hall, but Lin Xuan could ignore it.

"Is there any news from the Extraterrestrial Realm lately?" Wu Yan casually picked up the tea and lowered his head to sip.

Long hair fell from his ears, covering half of his face, leaving only the bridge of his nose exposed to the sight of Suspicion and Tu Ye.

Suspicious nodded, "Everyone knows that you are awake and are waiting for you to go back, but I said that you have something to do recently, and it will take a few years to go back, so ask them to wait a little longer." ”

Misty nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Young master, you're really going back, aren't you?" Tu Ye was not suspicious of that stupid girl, and he could see early on that something was wrong with Wuyan now.

According to their young master's previous character, once they wake up, they will definitely return to the extraterritorial realm as soon as possible to restrain their forces and kill the demon realm to get everything back.

But now Hangwei is willing to change his identity and continue to stay by Qiao Xitan's side and live such a dull little life.

Although he also feels that his life is very comfortable now......

Wu Yan was slightly stunned by Tu Ye's question, and after a while, he closed his eyes and replied, "Naturally, I will go back." ”

But it's true that he doesn't want to go back now.

"The Demon Realm is a plate of scattered sand right now, and it's not too late to go back when they come up with a result." Misty Yan made a decision.

The demon forces are complicated, and now the forces of all parties are fighting endlessly, if he goes back now, it will take a lot of time just to gather the forces of all parties, and it will be the most thankless.

Tu Ye nodded to indicate that he knew, "You are so reluctant to leave, I have to wonder if you have that kind of mind for Tan Niang......

"I didn't." Misty immediately denied it, like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Although he denied it simply, his heart seemed to be poked by a needle, a little numb and a little painful, and an indescribable emotion spread in his heart.

"No, no, what's the hurry." Looking at Wu Yan suspiciously, seeing his strange expression, he deliberately said, "Sister, I am also twenty years old this year, I think, I have to find a time to remove the birthmark on her face, and when she goes to Xianmen, I will find a good Taoist partner for her." ”

"You don't have to worry about her affairs, I have my own plans." Wu Yan frowned and glared at him sharply.

Suspiciously, he stuck out his tongue, "Okay, okay, you have a plan, I'll help my sister clean up the yard for you." ”

In this way, Xuanwei officially lived in Qiao's house as a foggy person.

"Show me the book that Brother Tiannan gave you." On the third day after Wu Yan came to Qiao's house, he began to work seriously under the urging of Tu Ye.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach Qiao Xitan to cultivate immortals, it's mainly that he is too comfortable and forgets about it......

Qiao Xitan and Wu Yan sat cross-legged in a room she had specially opened up for cultivation, and behind them, Tu Ye, Hu Xuan, and Lin Xuan sat together.

"Give." Qiao Xitan handed the heavenly book-like entrance to cultivating immortals to Wu Yan, and subconsciously leaned his body to him, wanting to read it with him.

Wu Yan glanced sideways at her, and Qiao Xitan realized that he was too close to him at this time, so he quickly withdrew a little.

After opening the book in his hand and reading a few pages, Wu Yan threw it aside.

"How?" Qiao Xitan looked at Wuyan like a scumbag, waiting for the answer given by the professor.

"What is written in this book is too profound, and it is impossible for you, a person who has never practiced, to attain enlightenment." Wu Yan was blunt, and then, he raised his hand and wrote two lines of mantras in mid-air, and looked sideways at Qiao Xitan seriously, "Recite these two lines of mantras and meditate with me." ”

Qiao Xitan subconsciously raised her head and looked at Wu Yan, at this glance, she saw that the face of the person in front of her was perfect and exquisite, her long eyes drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes flew up and down like a small fan.

Raising his hand to cover his fluttering little heart, Qiao Xitan nodded in the sight of the foggy words, "Okay, this is back!" ”

She tried her best to remain calm on her face, but in her heart there was a barrage of bullets.

I'll go, the teacher is so good-looking and it's really intriguing. O sin!

How can you be distracted!

No way! Study hard and don't let your teachers down!

But Wu Yan quietly glanced at Qiao Xitan's red ears, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The two spells in mid-air shone slightly, trembling slightly as the air vibrates.

"Looking inside the world, the soul leaps out of itself." Qiao Xitan whispered these two mantras in his mouth a few times, and after reciting them, he immediately learned the posture of Wuyan and sat up.

She closed her eyes, and just as she didn't know what to do, she heard the deep voice of the fog whisper ringing beside her.

"Concentrate as if you are in a white vastness, with your own reflection on the soles of your feet and the omnipresent aura around you......" The voice of the fog was not loud, but it was enough to reach everyone's ears.

Qiao Xitan's mood was originally a little uncalm, but after listening to Wu Yan say a few words, she calmed down inexplicably, and slowly sank into a wonderful situation of emptiness with his guidance.

"How does it feel?"

When Qiao Xitan opened his eyes again, he heard Wu Yan ask in a low voice.

"It's a weird feeling." When Qiao Xitan opened her eyes, she saw that it was already dark outside, and only she and Wuyan were left in the room.

She stretched her limbs and stood up, thinking that her limbs would be very sore and numb after sitting for a long time, but as soon as she stood up, she felt a feeling of lightness and fluttering in her body.

Is this feeling of taking off real?

Qiao Xitan was refreshed, and he felt wonderful.

"You have a lot of talent for cultivation." Wu Yan was already standing in front of her at some point, blocking the light of the lamp and candle, casting a shadow on Qiao Xitan's body.

"It's really fake!" Qiao Xitan raised her head happily, stared at Wu Yan coldly, looked at those deep eyes, and the rest of her words were immediately forgotten by her.

"Do you have questions?" Mist Yan stared directly at her, not looking away.

Qiao Xitan couldn't stand this kind of beauty crit, and hurriedly looked away, "Not for the time being, I may have to consolidate this feeling a little more before I can sum up the experience." ”

Mom! The fog is too fucking handsome, isn't it?

What should I do if I don't want to respect my teacher?

Lewen