Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Zhao Qing had a deep sleep, and in the confusion between sleeping and waking up, he remembered everything that had happened before.

He shuddered and his mind immediately became clear. He sat up from the bed and checked his physical condition.

Except for some soreness and weakness in his hands and feet, Zhao Qing felt that his mind was clearer than ever before.

He was not possessed by another body, he, he even met the fairy sister.

Yes! Fairy sister!

Zhao Qing suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to look around for Zhu Baishao.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that he seemed to have moved to another place.

There was no incense burning in the exquisite yet plain room, but there was a faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

Suddenly, light footsteps came from outside, someone pushed open the door, and a piece of white clothes came into his sight.

Zhao Qing looked up in surprise and said happily: "Fairy sister!..."

After seeing who was coming, his voice gradually faded away.

Mu Po came in with a tray of clothes on it. She was startled when she heard Zhao Qing's excited voice. She asked back, "What did you say?"

Zhao Qing looked at the woman who was also wearing snow-white clothes and had her hair in a bun, and an uncontrollable sense of loss welled up in his heart.

Wasn't it the fairy sister who came to save him? Did he recognize the wrong person?

"No, nothing... Thank you for saving my life, Immortal. Zhao Qing will repay you in the future."

Zhao Qing wanted to get out of bed and salute her, but was held back by a gentle spiritual power.

Perhaps the disappointment on his face just now was too obvious, and Mu Po, who was good at observing people's expressions, saw what he was thinking, and she smiled and said:

"It was me who saved you. If you want to repay me, you should go find Junior Master."

"Uncle Junior Master...?"

Mu Po put the clothes in front of him and smiled, "My little uncle is the fairy sister who saved you, hehe."

She actually heard the name Zhao Qing called her before, and she used it to tease him.

After all, Zhao Qing had had enough sleep and regained some energy. His facial features were very delicate, but his skin was a little dark due to wind and sun.

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up, "Master, can you tell me where the fairy sister is? I, I want to thank her."

"It's just outside."

Mu Po didn't let him go out immediately, but gestured to the clothes and said, "Change your clothes first and then come out. We are all on the bow deck."

ferry?

Zhao Qing didn't understand why, but he still changed his clothes after Mu Po left.

The people on the jade boat were all adults, and there were no clothes suitable for teenagers in the Qiankun bag, so Zhao Lei took out one of his new clothes.

Zhao Qing rolled up his long sleeves and walked out holding up his long skirt. As he walked along the corridor, his ears automatically caught Zhu Baishao's voice.

"...You are too slow in drawing your sword. Integrate your body movements, footwork, and sword techniques..."

"Draw out the sword!"

"slow……"

"Stab me!"

"Still slow..."

In the meantime, there was also the sound of the sword tearing through the air, making a clanging sound.

"Wow! Junior Master! I don't want to learn anymore!"

Zhao Lei couldn't even remember how many times he had swung the sword. With his physical fitness at the foundation-building stage, he was almost exhausted.

Mu Po was watching from the side and laughing.

He actually thought that swordsmanship was so easy to learn! It was so easy to be a swordsman!

"The path of cultivating immortals is to fight against the heavens, how can we give up so easily?"

The light of the Snow-Breaking Sword in Zhu Baishao's hand became brighter. As the sword thrust out, countless white sword beams left afterimages in the air, and then formed a crescent-shaped arc, heading straight towards Zhao Lei.

He raised his sword to block, forming a spiritual energy barrier, but was still knocked back several steps by the sword's force, until he hit the side of the boat, where he barely stopped.

"Little, little master, I was wrong... I shouldn't have been so impatient and ambitious..."

At this point, Zhao Lei understood that Zhu Baishao wanted to teach him a lesson, so he immediately admitted his mistake.

"That's pretty much it."

Zhu Baishao gathered all his sword power and looked towards Zhao Qing at the cabin exit.

The latter had already been fascinated by the sword fight just now, and his face was full of longing.

"How are you? Does your head still hurt?"

The girl's voice was like a cold spring, bringing Zhao Qing back to his senses. He said, "It doesn't hurt anymore..."

Zhu Baishao pursed her lips and said, "This is the second time we have met. It seems that you must have a destiny with the immortals."

Then she asked knowingly, "What's your name?"

Immortal fate?

Zhao Qing's black jade eyes lit up, "My name is Zhao Qing."

From the moment he was abandoned, he no longer had a last name, he was just himself.

Zhu Baishao nodded and softened his voice and said, "Are you willing to follow me to the sect to practice?"

Zhao Qing's body trembled slightly, full of surprise: "Can I?"

Mu Po smiled and said, "Jiuhua Peak of Junior Master is just beginning to accept disciples. Zhao Qing, you should become Junior Master's disciple."

Ever since Zhu Baishao mentioned that Zhao Qing was almost possessed by an evil cultivator, she guessed that Zhao Qing had good talent.

With such a good seedling, of course we must hurry to bring him into the sect.

Zhu Baishao frowned slightly. Join her at Jiuhua Peak? Wouldn't that mean he would become her disciple?

Accepting the son of luck as her apprentice? She also wants to have a master-disciple relationship? Tsk.

Zhao Qing's face was full of admiration, but when he saw the girl in the snow-covered clothes frowning, he felt a little sad and scratched his palms nervously with his nails.

Mu Po looked at the sudden stalemate and sent out a stream of spiritual power, hitting Zhao Qing's knee, causing him to kneel down with a thud.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Why don't you become my disciple?"

Zhao Qing was obviously distracted at this time. When he heard Mu Po's reminder, he bowed down without thinking and saluted, "Disciple thanks Master."

As soon as he said this, he was stunned.

Master...will he no longer be able to call her Fairy Sister?

He often heard people say that once a teacher, always a father. But his master was a woman, so she couldn't be his mother, right?

He also didn't want her to be his mother.

Zhao Qing knelt on the ground with some struggle in his eyes, and he wanted to get up.

After all, that evil cultivator said he had some spiritual bones, so he must have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, and he even wanted to call her Fairy Sister.

But if he regrets it now, will it leave a bad impression on her?

Zhao Qing's shoulders trembled slightly because of the struggle, and the loose clothes that didn't fit him well made him look even thinner and more pitiful.

Zhu Baishao: "..."

She swung out a gentle spiritual power and pulled him up without giving him any chance to refuse.

The woman's gentle voice sounded: "You and I are destined to be together, but I have no experience in training apprentices, nor do I have any plans to accept any. Since you are also interested in joining my Poxue Sect, I will accept you on behalf of the Sect Master."

"You don't have to call me Master. Just call me Junior Uncle Master like Zhao Lei and Mu Po."

This……

Mu Po and Zhao Lei looked at each other. They didn't expect that they would be assigned a junior brother in the end.

Zhao Qing blinked, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Little uncle!"

At this time, Zhao Qing simply thought that it would be good if it wasn't his master.