The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After hearing this, Yu Mian subconsciously hugged Sheng Qing's arm tightly. She knew that this snake woman always liked to use questions as affirmative sentences.

Sure enough, the next second, everything in front of her eyes changed. In the moment of weightlessness, her brows twisted subconsciously, and she quickly adjusted herself after the scene in front of her stabilized.

This technique of shrinking the earth into an inch is much faster than flying with a flying weapon. She has already reached the golden elixir stage, so it seems that she can start learning it...

You won’t have to hang around in the air when you travel in the future.

Flying a flying vehicle is a relatively slow and hesitant process, while shrinking the distance into an inch is to directly reach a fixed target that one has sensed. The two have their own strengths and weaknesses, and there is no high or low between them.

It was her first time to come back to Shouxing Mountain. Yu Mian raised her neck and saw the Zhaixing Palace, which was located on the top of a platinum-colored mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, after the sky went down, it emitted a dazzling and soft white light.

Countless circular and elliptical tracks are intertwined on the Zhaixing Palace. The spirit stones representing the stars on them slide along the tracks according to established rules, as if they are interpreting the movement of celestial bodies.

Sheng Qing was rarely serious. He took out a spiritual letter from the space and applied spiritual power to it. The restriction on the mountain gate automatically cracked.

After entering the formation, Yu Mian turned around and looked at the restriction that was slowly closing.

It turns out that a special permit is required to enter.

She followed Sheng Qing and teleported directly towards Zhaixing Palace, standing on the ink-colored bricks and stones. The bricks and stones were black and smooth, without a speck of dust or reflection of any light. It looked like she had stepped into a deep pool.

The entire palace is dominated by black and white, with white on top and black on the bottom, which coexist and are incompatible.

It means that the world is still uncertain.

Yu Mian stepped on the ground, feeling a little hesitant to put too much force into his steps, fearing that he would sink into the ink.

Following Sheng Qing and walking two steps forward, I saw a bright palace. Gu Ruci, wearing a yin-yang robe, was making tea at the desk.

Half of her long hair was white, and was pinned up with a simple bamboo hairpin. Her face was still warm and gentle, like the morning glow, and her body was not stained by dust.

"Junior sister, what a coincidence. Come and try the Qingyun Dew I just made." Gu Ruci said with a warm smile. She didn't seem surprised at all by their arrival and even started to make tea in advance.

Arrived in advance before Shengqing suggested to come and take a look.

After all, the tea set on the table cannot be placed manually in a few breaths, and Gu Ruci's movements did not seem to be done by spiritual power.

"Xiao Mian is here too. Is this your first time visiting Uncle-Master?" She said this, but three sets of tea sets had already been prepared on the table, and now they only needed to be filled up when the two of them sat down.

Sheng Qing curled her lips. This was what she disliked the most. Everything was planned and known by everyone, making her feel like she was facing a vast ocean and being pushed forward.

What’s not happy later is that she was trapped by her own fortune, and went from being such a proud person to someone who resigned herself to her fate and became gloomy and depressed.

Now, it's back to how it was before.

Never mind, compared to the gloomy and depressing look, this is still more pleasing to the eye.

Sheng Qing led the group to the table and sat down. "In this world, there are few people who are more lucky than you." Her tone was light and emotionless, as if she was simply making a sarcastic remark.

The way sisters get along with each other has not changed for thousands of years.

Yu Mian looked at Gu Ruci's hair with some curiosity. A cultivator's hair would only turn white when his energy was exhausted. Could it be that...

"Master, why are your hair white?"

She looked at Gu Ruci's half-white hair with a hint of concern.

Gu Ruci raised the corner of her eye, smiled faintly and said in a clear voice: "The sky is vast, and people are vast. I follow the sky, and the sky allows me to go."

Sheng Qing: "Don't listen to her nonsense. Your uncle practices the art of plucking stars. Her heart follows the heavens and her body returns to the Tao. She has no worries in the mortal world and her hair doesn't turn gray."

"Three thousand silver hair is what she should look like, but now her hair is yin and yang..." She picked up the cup, took a sip, and suppressed the smile.

Yu Mian nodded. It turned out that the master uncle used to have three thousand silver hairs. Doesn't that mean he looks like an immortal with white hair and a youthful face?

Too bad I haven't seen anything like it...

As she thought about it, Gu Ruci's eyes, as bright as glass, looked over at her and she handed her a photo stone.

Yu Mian:?

Gu Ruci said gently: "Don't you want to take a look?"

Yu Mian:! ?

She glanced at Sheng Qing and seeing she didn't react, she took the stone. After her spiritual power was triggered, she saw the photo of her master participating in a competition a thousand years ago. She was the first one in the front.

At that time, the master uncle was still dressed in an ink-stained white robe, full of vigor and vitality, with three thousand strands of snow-white black hair, a dot of red between his brows, and a comfortable smile always on the corners of his lips. His affectionate eyebrows were slightly narrowed, and he looked gentle and polite.

Surrounding the background were countless young people of that time. From left to right, Yu Mian saw Lu Wuqie and the somewhat rebellious young man in black clothes beside him.

Uncle Master Yue Qiong was looking in a certain direction through the photo. Yu Mian adjusted his perspective and saw a gentle lady in peach-colored clothes.

Uncle Fu Qing looked not much different from now, with his long hair tied up high and a green hairband fluttering in the wind. He seemed to be holding a scroll of talismans in his hand, thinking and sketching with his fingertips.

Next to Master Fu Qing is a petite girl in shorts with a round face, who seems to be reaching out to pull something outside the picture.

In her hand she was holding a piece of scarlet cloth, which had dark gold markings and fine embroidery, and looked very expensive.

Looking at the neatly lined up people behind him, Yu Mianfu suddenly guessed who the person who didn't want to be in the photo was.

Ahem...the other person is sitting next to me at this moment.

Yu Mian stole a glance at Sheng Qing and happened to meet her cold gaze, which seemed to say, "Don't even think about seeing my past history."

Yu Mian turned her head away silently. She didn’t want to look at it, and she didn’t seem to be very interested.

Master Bo is so powerful, can she read minds or calculate all the time?

Will I be able to do the same in the future if I practice the "Star Picking Record"?

"Master, who is this man?" Yu Mian pointed his finger at the rebellious young man in black.

Sheng Qing condescended to look sideways, then said with some disdain: "Your Third Uncle..."

After saying that, he felt that it was a compliment for Yu Mian to call him Third Uncle, so he added, "...dead."

Yu Mian choked. His third uncle was You Ning, and the petite one was his sixth uncle Shen Xuanxuan.

"Then Master, why don't you want to be photographed?" She asked the question she was most curious about.

Sheng Qing's eyes sharpened, he turned his head, picked up the teacup and drank the tea without answering.

Yu Mian looked at the master uncle, Gu Ruci concealed his smile, raised his cup and took a sip without saying a word.

In fact, he secretly communicated with Yu Mian, "Your master was a little firecracker in the past. He was rescued from the devil's cave by your master. He is a kind-hearted animal by nature. He can hear all kinds of evil and know greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, hatred, and all kinds of thoughts, which led to his slightly extreme personality."

'After entering the sect, I used killing to stop killing. My methods were a little cruel. I killed anyone I heard evil about and slaughtered anyone I saw resentful. I was always full of blood and energy, so I was much more cruel than I am now.'

'That day when we took the photo, I coaxed her that there was a demon haunting the competition venue, but I knew that my words of picking stars would always have cause and effect. When she arrived, her brows furrowed, and she stretched out her five-fingered claws with bloodshot eyes as she tried to take action. Xuanxuan tried to pull, but she only pulled a wisp of her skirt.'

Yu Mian choked on the tea in his mouth and his chest trembled slightly. He didn't dare to laugh out loud, and tried hard to hold back his laughter so that his face and whole body would turn a light red.

Phew, hahahahaha…

Was Shengqing so cute in the past?