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Chu Ziyu opened his eyes. The room was quiet. Only the sound of birds singing outside the window proved that time was still passing. He felt that the strength in his body had returned. Although he still felt a little weak, he was no longer weak and cold as when he was unconscious. His eyes fell on the pill bottle on the bedside. It was something left by Rong Yu. A warm current passed through his heart.

Chu Ziyu put it away silently. Anyway, he was already unconscious when Yu Rong came, so he pretended not to know. After all, he had not experienced enough of the drama of master becoming disciple, so he couldn't expose it in advance.

He changed into a fresh lake blue outfit and tied up his hair. He walked out of the house with a faint smile on his face, greeting his fellow juniors.

Yu Rong stood in the distance, his eyes fixed on Chu Ziyu. Seeing that he was able to move freely and his complexion returned to normal, Yu Rong finally felt relieved.

Two days later, the fairy boat arrived at the border of the Yaoguang Secret Realm. As there was still one day before the secret realm opened, everyone decided to find an inn nearby to rest temporarily.

The opening of the secret realm was like a grand event for the immortals, attracting monks from all over the world to come and seek opportunities. Because of such a large event, many inns have been prepared near the Yaoguang Secret Realm to receive monks, including some high-quality and quiet residences.

They stopped in front of an inn that looked clean and comfortable, yet also had a simple and quaint flavor. The inn was called "Yunmengju", and its exterior was built with bluestone and entwined with green ivy. In front of the door hung a sign carved from jade with three simple and quaint characters "Yunmengju" written on it, which faintly exuded a faint spiritual aura and looked extraordinary.

The innkeeper was a middle-aged monk who looked amiable. When he saw everyone coming, he immediately came up to them warmly and showed them around the guest rooms. Although the rooms were not big, they were decorated very delicately. Outside the window was a bamboo forest, with swaying bamboo shadows and rustling bamboo leaves in the wind, which was very pleasant.

Everyone decided to stay here and planned to choose a room each. However, the shopkeeper showed a difficult look and looked at the sixteen immortal sect disciples in front of him, "There are only eight rooms left in the inn, this..."

Chu Ziyu replied, "We can just share one room, boss, there's no need to make things difficult for us." He then arranged for his fellow disciples to choose their own rooms and began to settle down.

Yu Rong chose a room close to the bamboo forest. When he opened the window, the fresh air of the bamboo forest blew in, making him feel relaxed and happy. Coincidentally, Chu Ziyu also chose this room.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, only Chu Ziyu knew. Yu Rong was slightly surprised when Chu Ziyu pushed the door open, but he didn't say anything.

At night, Chu Ziyu took off his outer robe and prepared to rest, but he found that Yu Rong beside him was covered tightly and was preparing to go to bed without even looking at him.

"Junior brother, you're not going to take off your clothes? Just sleep like this?"

Yu Rong looked at Chu Ziyu who was only wearing his underwear, and blushed: "Brother, I am used to sleeping with my clothes on."

Chu Ziyu didn't say anything more, and lay down on the inside of the bed, while Yu Rong lay on the outside of the bed. As the night deepened, his senses seemed to become more acute. Chu Ziyu's breathing was even and deep, and his calm breath made the night even more quiet.

But suddenly, Chu Ziyu turned over unconsciously, revealing a large area of ​​her body. Her inner garment slipped off her shoulders, revealing half of her jade-like shoulders and chest, as well as the faintly visible red tassel. All of this came into Yu Rong's eyes.

At that moment, Yu Rong's face unconsciously flushed, his heartbeat accelerated, as if he was attracted, his head unconsciously moved closer, wanting to kiss Chu Ziyu, and the jade pendant on his body fell to the bed with his movement, making a sound.

He came back to his senses, "What is he doing? This is his apprentice. He is Rong Yu, not some disciple Yu Rong." Yu Rong lay back on the bed, trying to close his eyes, trying to dispel the waves in his heart and continue to fall asleep, but the spring light that Chu Ziyu inadvertently revealed kept appearing in his mind.

Finally, Yu Rong sat up and decided not to force himself to sleep. He gently sat up from the bed, walked to the futon in the room, and began to meditate. Sitting on the futon, Yu Rong closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and tried to calm the fluctuations in his heart through practice. He focused on his breathing, slowly inhaled, and then slowly exhaled, allowing his mind to return to peace.

Chu Ziyu felt the emptiness around him, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of helplessness. He noticed the small ripples caused by Yu Rong's unintentional exposure, but he didn't expect to be scared away by him. Is he some kind of Black Mountain demon? It was a waste of the pearl white brocade and silver silk satin lining he specially changed into, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Chu Ziyu's thoughts involuntarily drifted to Rong Yun. As expected, he had to complete the task as soon as possible so that their spirits could be united.

Chu Ziyu gently adjusted his inner garments and lay down again. The emotions in his eyes gradually faded away and he soon fell into sleep. Yu Rong, who was meditating beside him, silently recited the Heart Purification Technique to suppress his restlessness. He opened his eyes, his expression calmed down, and returned to bed to rest.

Yu Rong returned to bed. Although his heart had calmed down, the fluctuations in his subconscious mind had not completely subsided. Deep in his heart, the emotions that were suppressed by daily practice and strict self-discipline found an outlet for release in the dead of night - dreams.

In the dream, Chu Ziyu's image became more vivid, with half-removed clothes, clinging to Rong Yu's body, and calling him "Master" with a flushed face. And he did not refuse, and hugged him back. For the part that Yang Shizi cannot write, please use your imagination. Chu Ziyu kissed away the tears from Rong Yu's eyes, calling him "Master" again and again, but his movements did not stop. The night was lingering and intoxicating.

The morning sun quietly shone into the room through the bamboo window, and Yu Rong woke up from the disturbing dream. His heart was pounding, and his heart was filled with shock and confusion, and a little bit of nostalgia. This dream, this inappropriate thought about Chu Ziyu, was something he should never have as a master.

When he felt the movement around Chu Ziyu and felt that he was about to wake up, Yu Rong's heart was stirred even more. He hurriedly got up, trying his best to hide his panic, and hurriedly left the room.

Chu Ziyu opened his eyes and watched Yu Rong leave in a hurry, with a faint smile on his lips. He thought to himself: "You don't dare to see me, it must be because you have some spring feelings in your dream. Hey, Master, Master, who can you hide from me when you are pretending like this?"

There was a deep light in his eyes, and he seemed to understand Yu Rong's inner world more clearly than anyone else.