The night is deep and quiet. There was a warm breeze caressing, passing through the hall, tiredly teasing the pale and simple gauze curtains in the house, sending bursts of night dew and grass fragrance, which made Xiao He, who had been tired and nervous for a day, feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Yougong'e gently buckled the vermilion carved wooden door, pushed it open with a squeak, stepped in lightly, and brewed a pot of steaming tea for Xiao He. The pale tea stroked a shiny arc, falling from the spout of the pot into the cup, stirring up a small sound that became more and more high-pitched, adding a touch of warmth to the cool night.

In an instant, the room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.

Perhaps it was too comfortable, Xiao He didn't realize that he was still taking a bath in a steaming spring in the room. The screen with clothes standing diagonally, you can see the slender figure of Gong E making tea at a glance.

Xiao He reacted, and sank his lower body into the pure white water in embarrassment, leaving only half of his head, and looked at it with a blushing face. The slight sound of water attracted the attention of Na Gong'e, as if she knew that Xiao He was shy, Na Gong'e smiled, turned her back to Xiao He, and said softly: "Adults don't have to be so nervous, just don't look at the slave." Xiao He responded with a blushing face, hugged his knees, sank in the warm and fragrant spring water, and was still reminiscing about the scene not long ago.

Just when it was getting late, the two graceful palace ladies introduced Xiao He into his room. His room is not large, and the color scheme is mainly vermilion and pale yellow, diffusing a faint Zen feeling. The furniture is simple, the bed is clean, the bedding is new, and what surprised and surprised Xiao He the most was that the room had a small suite, covered by a screen at the door, and it was steaming, and it was a natural hot spring surrounded by wood and stone.

The spring was so strange that it could only accommodate one person, and it seemed to have been set up for him alone. The spring water is milky white and fragrant, and it seems to have a miraculous effect.

At this time, the two palace ladies behind him suddenly walked behind Xiao He very naturally and began to help him undress, Xiao He was so frightened that he jumped up a foot high on the spot, retreated and waved his hand again and again, and almost fell into the steaming hot spring.

The two palace ladies stood still, glanced at each other with puzzled eyes, and immediately understood what was going on. One of them smiled and made a blessing: "Your Excellency, you have never let your subordinates serve? You are now a registered disciple of the Kunlun Sect, and your status is noble, and it is only right to have Gong'e to serve you." Let your slaves serve you. As he spoke, he wanted to step forward to help Xiao He undress.

Xiao He has been alone all the year round, soaked in the social dye vat, and has been in the hot military camp, it can be said that he is the most unaccustomed to those capitalist decadent thoughts, hedonism, extravagance, and privilege, to say that it is good to say that it is vigorous and resolute and not pretentious, and to say that it is difficult to hear, that is, it is a bit of straight male cancer. He can't do this kind of thing by letting these two big girls take a bath for him anyway, how can anyone help with such a thing as taking a bath?

Besides, if you can't hold it, it's not good to ruin your reputation. So Xiao He hid, and the two palace ladies chased after them in a hurry, and the three of them chased me around the screen and played "eagles catch chickens". After making trouble for a long time, I finally persuaded the two palace ladies to leave, but before going out, the two big girls came and said that Lord Gu Yuan wanted you to soak in the pool for seven hundred and forty-nine days, Xiao He was so frightened that he sat on the ground. This water temperature, soak for one day, your skin can't be bald, soak for forty-nine days, that is not the ginseng snake gall in the medicinal wine?

Seeing that he was really ignorant, the two palace ladies smiled and said to Xiao He patiently: "My lord doesn't know, I'm afraid you are the first mortal named disciple since Kunlun opened the sect." This hot spring is specially prepared for you. ”

Xiao He stuck out his tongue silently.

It turns out that in the whole world, if you want to enter Kunlun as an outsider disciple, you must have a certain cultivation foundation, or if you have a letter of recommendation from the Immortal Court, ordinary mortals will not be able to enter the Kunlun Sect at all, let alone a registered disciple.

It is even more difficult to become a registered disciple, and it is not just based on strength. Since Xiao He was directly recruited by the head of the sect, he was the youngest of all the registered disciples in terms of seniority, but even so, the disciples outside the door still had to call him a senior brother when they saw him, although he was a mortal, but many of his junior disciples were afraid that many of them were monks in the foundation building period.

It is because the registered disciples of Kunlun Wuji Peak all have their own cave houses, and there is no room, let alone a toilet and other places that ordinary people need to eat, drink, and Lazar, so in desperation, they had to arrange Xiao He into the room where the disciples outside the door lived. Since the disciples outside the door are not yet able to purify themselves, there are spiritual pools in the rooms to help the monks wash their bodies and at the same time, achieve the effect of washing the marrow of the I Ching, refining the muscles and bones, and consolidating the essence and cultivating the yuan.

And although Xiao He has the cold jade qi and broken sword inherited by Chonghua, he is still a mortal in the flesh, and there are many impurities and filth, so Yuan's intention is to let him wash in the spirit pool, so as to remove the impurities in his body and the dirty and vulgar fireworks of mortals.

After Xiao He understood what Gong E said, he had to honestly take off his clothes and jump into the spirit pool. It is also strange to say that this spiritual pool seems to be boiling and tumbling, but the water temperature is just right, soaking in it is like fish like water, and the young eagle is as comfortable as returning to the nest, and you can breathe in the water, even if you stay for a long time, there is no discomfort, and it is not like Xiao He thought before, he will soak himself into a "Michelin" with wrinkled skin.

After making tea, Gong E went out. Xiao He stretched his neck to take a look, then boldly walked out of the spirit pool naked, picked up the teacup and drank the fragrant tea. At this time, he was in the blessed land of the Immortal Mountain, and every grass and tree was full of spiritual energy, which was the condensation of the essence of heaven and earth. It looks like an ordinary cup of tea, but it is also extraordinarily fragrant, and when you take a sip, the refreshing feeling enters the throat from the mouth, and slides into the chest, as if the whole person is immersed in that quiet and comfortable.

Gong E said that at this stage, she only needs to soak for two hours a day, which is four hours when converted into the current time. Otherwise, the body will absorb too much "nutrients" and grow "spiritual fat", as the name suggests, something similar to a lipoma. Xiao He remembered that when he was arguing with Feng Bo, he had said that because that thing contained aura and flesh, it could be cut off for medicine. Because of its high medicinal value, some people buy it at a high price. Then some people grabbed the young and middle-aged people and threw them into a similar spiritual pond to "warm up" and make medicinal roots. Xiao He shuddered a little when he thought about it, although this thing was good, it couldn't be soaked too much, in case it was taken away by Feng Bo one day and cut the meat, it would be too terrifying.

While he was thinking wildly, the door was slammed open. Before anyone heard it, with that familiar voice and new and nonsensical curses, coupled with this irascible style, Xiao He didn't have to think about who it was.

I only heard an earth-shattering coquettish anger coming from outside the door: "Super ***** Xiao He, you bastard, get out of the old lady-" Xiao He put down the teacup helplessly, thinking that he didn't know where he was provoking this wrongdoer, and he actually killed him directly in his room. Xiao He inadvertently lowered his head and saw his very strong mermaid line and rectus abdominis muscles, as well as his little brother, and he suddenly realized a very serious problem - he was not wearing clothes!

"Get out of here—"

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and Xiao He looked at the door in despair.

A long leg stepped in, then a body, then a face and dangling silver-white hair, then wide eyes and blushing cheeks, and a piercing scream and something flying over. Xiao He didn't see it clearly, because she grabbed it casually in the room and hit him in front of the door.

A moment later.

Xiao He, who was wrapped in a bath towel and half of his face was a little red and swollen, sat honestly on the edge of the bed, looking at Shuo Ye who was holding his arms and staring coldly at him. By this time the night was quite deep, and the flickering candle flame reflected her long silver-white hair, which looked brilliant. Her delicate cheeks were flushed, she was angry, and she rolled her beautiful eyes and whispered a stinking rascal at Xiao He.

Xiao He said aggrievedly: "It's obvious that you broke in!"

Although Shuo Ye was at a loss, he also stroked his hair very disdainfully, and snorted softly, with a posture that whatever I said was anything.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" Xiao He rubbed his cheeks and muttered.