The place where she sat was both the bed board and the floor, and the height of the bedroom was only half a fist above her head, or it was not a pavilion at all, and from the outside it looked like a couch that had been moved over and sealed the roof and fallen under the bed tent.

It's quite exquisite.

Spread flat on the surface of the wrapping skin, except for only a few pieces of plain clothes, the hidden medium of the golden hairpin exposed corner is still a little precious, there is nothing else, lingering the hairpin pulled out, carefully stuffed into the mezzanine of a new wooden sleeper at the feet.

Closing the cover plate on the side of the wooden sleeper, there was no gap in it under a closer look, and she put on the embroidered tassel pillow cloth for it, and at a glance it was the application of the elegant woman, and she placed it in its place with satisfaction.

She then picked up the replacement disciple's regular clothes, took the scissors and cut a big hole in the inside, hid the piece of fabric in her sleeve, and whispered while fiddling with the sewing box: "You don't have to say the opposite, we are not here to enjoy pure happiness." ”

The sister stuck out her tongue and rolled out, and sat in the small, one-person treehouse like Ying. She pouted at the work in her hand, and complained: "I finally understand the hard work of the ancestor to force you to be a female celebrity. Hey, it's really hard here, and we haven't been able to shelter from the wind and rain, so why don't we run away now and find that god?"

"Protected by the god of palms, the major fairies are like spring all year round, and the wind and rain do not come, so how can the suffering come from? Moreover, which of the demon body and demon fetus is not in the pavilion where the gods can live? Moreover, this place is not alone, and the courtyard that can be assigned to the master is already a breeze, and if I am divided into my bedroom, it is strange. It's easy to turn it out without thinking about it, and it's carefully discovered by other demons with sharp eyes and long ears. ”

Raising her hand and patting the back of her shoulder, the sister immediately returned to hide under her feathers, and muttered: "As long as you are familiar with this rule, I hope you can really forget the past, and I will always be as happy as I am now." ”

"You're still worried about your own identity that is not embarrassing or embarrassing, you have no waist card for a day, and you have to hide it all the time. ”

"I can't die with you. Hey, it's really cheap Yu Zhuo, strictly speaking, she is two generations higher than me, so I'm even worse than your real master's disciple!"

"I said it earlier, let's each count our own things, long-winded!"

Threading candles, sewing and weaving, the appearance of a woman embroidering, directly teaches people to forget all the things around them, and only her unpretentious serious posture can be tolerated in her eyes.

Located on the top of a pavilion diagonally above the Yuzhuo Bedroom, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes stared in this direction, as if they had seen through everything in the thin branches and dense leaves, and it would not pass away for a long time.

The Dharma Teaching Platform is a special place for disciples below the immortal level to practice the Dharma, located on a rock protruding from the top of Song Mountain, which is spacious and flat enough. Every day, there must be a group of teachers to teach the apprentices the art of immortals.

In recent years, there is only one group of Yuzhuo.

Yuzhuo:

Holding a scroll in one hand,

Lightly squeezed the brocade robe,

Closing eyes and reciting words,

It's like a teacher's watch.

She practiced herself, shuttled between the apprentices, and said loudly: "Spiritual magic is also virtual and real, the illusionist is easy to be virtual, and the emperor is easy to be real......"

The apprentices sat on the ground and listened carefully, and the audience was extremely neat and quiet, which made Yuzhuo's recitation loud and high-pitched.

As he continued, he passed by a female apprentice and accidentally caught a glimpse of the person dozing off with his hands on his head.

Yu Zhuo was angry and hit her on the head with the scroll, and the man immediately jumped up on the spot, and exclaimed sleepily, "It hurts, who, who? Oh, master, master!"

Yu Zhuo raised her drooping chin with a scroll, looked left and right and looked at it carefully, and suddenly said sharply: "Ying'er, you have been coming to my Yunfu for a few days, and the morning class has never fallen, I feel strange, why is this pile of thick fluff on your face, not sparse and falling off at all? But it turns out that you are lazy every day!"

The techniques taught by Yu Zhuo are all beginners, and there is no improvement in Ying, it is just a waste of time in the long run, it is better to escape to sleep and retain energy, and find another free time to practice.

"No, no, Master blames me, I practiced last night with a lot of feelings, and before I knew it, it was almost dawn, and I rested too late, so I just dozed off, but I promise that there will be no next ...... this time."

Yu Zhuo listened to her tactful and melodious voice, faintly familiar, deeply puzzled, and made her forget the blame and doze off: "Why is your voice not hoarse?"

In the past few days, I have not talked much to the brothers and sisters who are like wooden stakes, only a little first acquaintance, and I have never spoken loudly to my sister, and I haven't paid attention to when the swelling in my throat has disappeared.

Ying was a little annoyed that she was always rough, and for the first time she was annoyed that her voice could be so unique, so she deliberately thickened it a lot: "In the past few days, Master has been doing my duty and heartbreaking, and I really don't dare to deceive Master, the fact is that my grandmother passed away before, and I was hoarse under grief. ”

"Oh~ crying. However, how can you, a cultivator of immortals and the Tao, be so obsessed with the life and death of others? You must know that death is a new cycle of reincarnation, and you will still find traces of it. ”

"My grandmother, the gods have all been scattered and returned to the dust, and they can't enter reincarnation anymore, and they can't find a trace anymore!"

The reddening eyes are the sadness revealed from the inside out, which is not fake, and it is quite infectious and touched Yu Zhuo, she can no longer bear to blame this affectionate woman, and she can't help but comfort: "Thinking that your grandmother has a spirit in the sky, I don't want to see you grow without growth, you should step up your cultivation and make up your cheeks as soon as possible." Don't be discouraged, I will teach you alone as a teacher in the future!"

It's miserable, it seems that her cultivation progress has been delayed again, and she can't wait to hit herself a few times: 'Hey, sister, this is what I call self-inflicted, stupid!'

At the beginning of the day, I made a clean food breakfast.

At the end of the hour, listen to the teacher's training and self-cultivation.

At noon, I missed lunch.

Before the end of the time, listen to the teacher's training and self-cultivation.

At the beginning of the day, the Tao was eaten for dinner.

At the end of the day, wash up and sleep peacefully.

Yunfu has practiced cautiously for ten years, strict and fulfilling: she is busy and does not stop, she goes in and out to guard against arrogance and rashness, she finally lives up to the "teacher's grace" and stops her hairy face at the end of the year.

The happiest is her "mentor" Yu Zhuo, but not long after she was happy, she was replaced by a sad and dead-like emotion: "Hey, my stupid apprentice, the hairy face is finally gone, but what's the matter with the hairy pit on your half face?"

The pits below the eyes are naturally fake, and they have been working hard under the nose of the "master" for so long, and it is completely unreasonable to be honest if they don't cultivate, and they are very easy to be peeped at by the Dao Fa with common illusions, and it is not a long-term solution.

Yesterday, the trapped immortal vine planted on the hillside after temporarily replacing the senior brother's maintenance, Yu Ying was a rare outing, and after returning, when he took off his coat to clean up the dirt, he accidentally found a sticky gum, which was difficult to remove no matter what.

When the cheeks are in trouble, it suddenly becomes clear: this method may solve the urgent need.

After dinner, she sneaked to the back mountain, turned over the peach tree and scraped the gum half handbag, watered and mixed with flesh-red dried petal powder, mixed into thick glue juice, and after half cooling, she applied it to her cheeks with a fine needle.

When she got up this morning to comb her hair, she was really disgusted by herself in the mirror, and she felt that if she didn't use a veil to cover her ugliness, she was really sorry for the brothers and sisters who had always treated her well.

Yu Zhuo, who has been staring at her for half a moment at this moment, is worthy of being the first model teacher of the immortal level who has survived more than a dozen high-level demon bone tribulations, unprecedented and extremely bearable, even if she is pregnant with a ghost fetus that she does not know, she is really convinced.

Haunting pitifully grabbed Yu Zhuo's hands that had just stripped off his veil, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, I have worked hard to the extreme, maybe this is the will of heaven, I should be ugly." ”

Yu Zhuo shook his head again and again, made an extremely suffocated sigh, and muttered to himself: "I have personally taught the Fa of nineteen disciples, and I have also personally passed the bone removal tribulation of eighteen demon bodies, I originally wanted to live up to you, this last one, and the first one you personally ordered me, I really can't, I'm afraid I really want to lose your ......"

'Is Yu Zhuo talking about Nangong Yue Ze?, strange, since I came here, how come I have never seen or even heard of him, no matter how high or low the rank, big and small things have come to sue Yu Zhuo, as if she is the palm here. Oh, by the way, her apprentices never talk about others in secret, plus I don't pay attention to how to know. I felt a little unbelievable.

She pursed her lips and frowned, and Yu Zhuo became even more angry: "Hey! You really can't open the elm pimple! You have memorized all kinds of fairy formulas, but why don't you get distracted? If you dare to die during the Demon Bone Tribulation, and ruin my infallible reputation, I will definitely detain your Yuan Soul and start anew!"

"Huh?!"

After walking away with his back to Yu Zhuo's waist, his face changed from his jaw-dropping facial features, and when he came, Yu Zhuo's lion roared: "Cover your shortcomings, don't embarrass me with a veil face from now on!" was still buzzing in her ears.

She patted her cheek, trying to get rid of the noise in her head, but the pain suddenly hit her, and it was very unbearable, and she was afraid that she would not be able to hold on to the willow tree no matter how hard she could. Her thoughts were getting weaker and weaker, so she had to compromise, wanting to squat down to ease her down, and take out the Phantom Tendon Pill that was closest to her hand.

When her body seemed to be falling, she felt a few traces of familiar and prosperous fairy qi into her nose, and a strong arm clasped her waist, and when she was helped up by the comer, she tried her best to arch her upper body, covering her face with the long sleeves that were close to him, and stretched out her hand to quickly remove the pill in the socket of the other arm, and stuffed it into her mouth without a trace.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The mouth was too dry, she couldn't hold back when she swallowed, and coughed tremblingly for a while, but fortunately, the pill was not coughed out, and after absorbing the medicinal power, she could use her strength again, and finally stood up straight.

"You...... I, I take the liberty of calling you 'Miss Linger', can you ...... Would you still like to?"