The night is falling, and the stars are shining. Outside the Youlan Palace, the breeze blows, and the peach blossoms fall. Inside the hall, the night pearl shines brightly.

"Juan, it's time for you to sleep. Su Jinrong folded the quilt and looked directly at Xuewan.

"Well, Master, good night. Hearing Shizun's words, Xue Wan didn't dare to disobey, and closed her eyes obediently.

accompanied Xuewan until she fell asleep, and Su Jinrong closed the door slightly and left.

In the hall, the night pearl glows with a ghostly light, and the pink curtain dutifully hides the figure of the master.

The bracelets made of delicate dice shimmered red, like eyes, flickering in the darkness.

If there were people at this time, they would be able to see that Linglong Dice drew a white aura from the mattress made of chalcedony and introduced it into Xuexuan's body.

Wisps by wisps, improving Xue Wan's body. In her sleep, Xue Wan seemed to notice something and showed a pleasant smile.

The sun rises in the east and drives out the moon in the west. In the Youlan Palace, the light of the night pearl is faint. Pieces of peach petals drifted into the temple with the wind.

"Juan, it's time to get up. The green-edged and white-robed robe first appeared in the temple, and then the ink hair hung down on his chest like a waterfall, and a man who looked like a bamboo and elegant entered the temple.

"Hmm~" A small voice sounded. Behind the curtain, a mass of objects wriggled like worms. Turning over and over again, there is no intention of getting up.

"Juan, it's time to get up. Su Jinrong said again, walked to the bed, and patiently waited for the squirming snow.

"Hmm~ Master, early. Xue Wan finally narrowed a gap and looked at the master in front of the bed in a daze.

Su Jinrong looked at the struggling Xue Wan with a smile, and her soft black hair was fluffy behind her head at this time. The jacket is slightly open, which is enough to show the sleeping position of the owner.

"Master~Ah!" Xue Wan stood up and wanted to hug Shizun, but her eyes were foggy, and she accidentally stepped on the air.

"Slow, Juan. Shu Jinrong caught Xue Wan quickly with his eyes and hand, and scolded softly. And Xue Wan took the opportunity to lie on the shoulders of the master and was once again fascinated by his eyes.

What a child!" Su Jinrong said in her heart. Then he left the Youlan Hall with Xuejuan.

Half an hour later, Su Jinrong finally changed her clothes for Xue Wan after a separation between heaven and man. Holding Xuejuan to the Youlan Courtyard.

I saw that under the bright sunshine, next to the peach blossoms, the two figures leaning on each other were unexpectedly harmonious.

The man's instrument is Yu Xuanang, and the jade tree is Zhilan. Dressed in a white robe with green edges, it is even more upright and elegant for men like bamboo.

The girl in his arms was dressed in a peach-colored skirt embroidered with gorgeous peach blossoms. The girl wears a silver-white openwork finger on her hand, which corresponds to the peach chain around her waist.

Su Jinrong looked at the snow in her arms gently, and with a wave of her hand, a food box appeared on the white jade table.

"Whew, it's so fragrant!" Xue Wan squinted, sniffed her little nose, and consciously looked for the location of the food box.

"Heh~ Ah Juan, you enjoy it!" Su Jinrong's voice contained doting, a little snow on his forehead, and the heart purification technique overflowed from his fingertips.

"Uh, Master. Xue Wan finally came to her senses and looked at her master in astonishment. It turned out that in my sleep, the peace of mind I felt was actually that of the master.

"Juan, let's eat it. After eating, I went to the library with the teacher. ”

"Good!"

Xue Wan nodded, and with two small hands, quickly entered the food box. Like a hamster, his cheeks are full.

"Slow down, no one will rob you. Su Jinrong handed over the tea and wiped the corners of Xuewan's mouth.

The happy time will always end, and Xue Wan once again followed the master to the library pavilion.

"Ah Juan, for the teacher to continue yesterday's words. The hierarchical division of the immortal cultivation world is simple, since the qi is introduced into the body, it is to practice qi - build a foundation - Jindan - Yuanying - hide - out of the dust - soar. ”

"What is the rank of the master?" Xue Wan asked, looking up.

"To be a teacher is to hide and cultivate. ”

"Oh~"

Seeing Xue Wan holding her head with one hand, she didn't mean to ask again, and Su Jinrong continued.

"Since Jindan has been called a real person, Yuanying has been called a true monarch, hiding has been called a Taoist, and out of the dust has been called a Taoist. When you see them in the future, you will have to bow to them. ”

After speaking, Su Jinrong stood up, walked around Xuewan, and demonstrated a salute for her. The right hand is a fist, the left hand is a palm, and the left hand covers the right hand.

Xue Wan stared intently at the master's demonstration, stood up, and followed along.

"No, Ah Juan, the hand should be like this. Su Jinrong stood behind Xue Wan and corrected her in time.

"Well, that's good. ”

"Then, Master, when will I start cultivating?" Xue Wan raised her head and looked at Master.

"There's no hurry, Juan. During these two years, the Master will prepare medicinal baths for you, so that you will go further on your cultivation path in the future. ”

"Well, Master, Ah Juan understands. ”

Su Jinrong deliberately paid attention to Xue Wan's expression, and only when she found that there was no sadness, she put her mind at ease.

"Come, teach you literacy and reading for the teacher, this is your task for two years. ”

"Okay, Master, Ah Juan will definitely be serious. Xue Wan assured with a serious face.

"Alright, come on. Shu Jinrong led Xue Juan to the table, took a specially prepared book and put it on the table.

"Master, how do you write your name and Ah Juan's name?" Xue Wan asked.

When Su Jinrong heard this, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he couldn't see it if he didn't look closely.

With a wave of his hand, the previous book disappeared, and a set of four treasures of the study appeared on the table.

Su Jinrong let go of Xue Wan's hand and wrote on the paper with a pen. Black accented with white, revealing the scent of ink, the handwriting jumps onto the page.

The young Xue Wan didn't know what it was, so she just sat on the edge of the table and watched quietly.

Noticing the little apprentice's ignorant eyes, Su Jinrong stopped writing and beckoned, "Ah Juan, come here as a teacher." ”

This is the name of the teacher and Ah Juan. Shu Jinrong pointed to the name on the paper.

Xue Huang looked at the master's direction, and the two names of Su Jinrong and Xue Huang stood side by side. In an instant, Xue Wan fell in love with calligraphy, and she also wanted to write handwriting like a teacher.

"Master, can you teach me how to write?" Xue Wan opened her eyes wide, looking at her master longingly.

"Of course, but, Ah Juan, you have to be down-to-earth. Su Jinrong touched Xue Wan's head.

"Good. ”

Vignettes always pass quickly, and in the library pavilion, Su Jinrong teaches Xue Juan to recognize words word by word. Unexpectedly, Xuewan's memory is amazing.

Generally speaking, people who cultivate immortals are unforgettable. But that is all the day after tomorrow, Xue Wan is like this, just to make Su Jinrong a little surprised, and then he revealed it. Because he also has the ability to remember since he was a child.

"Ah Juan, that's all for today's literacy. How about teaching you to write again for the teacher?"

"Okay! Master. "If it weren't for the pressure of the master, Xue Wan would have been able to jump three feet high.

Subsequently, Shu Jinrong wrote it from one to ten. Xue Wan followed and copied and wrote on the table.

After a while, Xue Wan finished writing, and Xue Wan, who was quite bored, played with the brush casually.

"How is it written?" Shu Jinrong looked up from the book and looked at the bored little disciple on the table.

"Master, I'm done. Hearing Shizun's voice, Xue Wan looked up from the table with an excited face.

"Heh~ you!" Xue Wan on the opposite side had ink on his cheeks and a cloud of ink spots on his forehead, like a little flower cat.

Su Jinrong made a cleaning technique, and in an instant, Xue Wan's body was as bright as new.