The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Master, why don't you let me tell you my Taoist name?" After Yu Mian was covered by Sheng Qing's mouth and taken away, he broke free and asked.

Setting up longevity tablets or temples in the mortal world is a way for mortals and monks to give feedback to each other. Mortals provide incense and monks use the sense of heaven and earth to selectively help them resist certain dangers.

The effect of incense is somewhat similar to another kind of merit, but the effect of merit is better. The effect of incense is much inferior because people's hearts are complicated and it is difficult to see the true intention.

Sheng Qing put his hands around Yu Mian's waist and gently pinched her soft flesh. He glanced at her and then looked away, saying in a calm tone, "Annoying."

Since birth, life has been constantly seeking nutrients to satisfy its own desires, and its thoughts are too many and too complicated...

Although, you can selectively block those wishes.

Only Shengqing himself knows the real reason.

Yu Mian looked carefully and finally found that the snake seemed a little embarrassed when Sheng Qing looked a little awkward...

She didn't expose it, but chuckled quietly in her heart.

Okay, she admitted, Shengqing was a little cute.

"Then Master, where are we going now?" She was a cultivator with a poor sense of direction, and she needed to use a star chart to find the direction when she went out. Now, with flowers and stones flying in front of her eyes, she really couldn't tell the direction.

We could only roughly identify it by relying on the sun and it was heading towards the east.

"go home."

Sheng Qing simply answered with these two words, short and powerful, yet pronounced so gently and tenderly.

She stretched out her hands to cover Yu Mian's eyes, and with one step she covered a thousand miles and shrunk the distance into an inch. In just a moment she returned to Yufu Palace.

When I came back again, more than four months had passed.

The ginkgo tree in the yard began to sprout new leaves, and the Albizia julibrissin seedling diagonally opposite it had reached chest height and was growing very fast. Its branches were already as thick as a thumb.

The medicinal field "given" by Elder Chongdan was full of vitality.

As soon as the two of them landed, Yu Mian was swept up and thrown onto the bed. She was so scared that she almost wanted to run away.

"Master?!"

Sheng Qing lowered the beaded curtain, hugged Yu Mian back, and held her tightly, saying in a lazy and sleepy tone, "Let me have a good sleep, and don't make trouble."

Yu Mian killed for a month, and she silently devoted a part of her consciousness to focusing on it for a month. Although she was not tired, she was still a little exhausted.

A head was buried beside Yu Mian's neck. Her long hair was as soft as a waterfall and cold against her, so that she froze for a moment, and it took her a long time to relax.

Shengqing fell asleep quickly, but she couldn't sleep and started counting birds.

When I counted to the thirteenth one, my thoughts began to wander. My mind was filled with every moment of Shengqing accompanying me. I replayed the scene bit by bit, deepening my impression...

His face turned red silently.

So, now they are in love with each other?

The next moment, Yu Mian bit her lip and frowned, doubting whether she was too love-minded. The demonic disaster was lurking, and the mortal world was in turmoil, but she was still thinking about these things...

And she is a Jindan, how dare she do that? !

Thinking of this, she came to her senses instantly. She had nothing to do anyway, so she happened to return to Yufu Mountain. The spiritual energy here was ethereal and dozens of times denser than that in the mortal world. It would be better to use it for cultivation!

She did it right away. She closed her eyes, focused her mind, and chanted mantras secretly, guiding the spiritual energy to flow into her bones and converge into her soul.

After falling into the state of cultivation, my heartbeat gradually became steady, even my breathing became rhythmic, and time began to become an extremely light span.

The state of mind gained from the experience finally turned into actual spiritual cultivation at this moment, from the Fire Country to the Painted Skin Demon and then to Fengdu City.

After thousands of monks had gone through the birth of the Spirit Fire King, the persistence of Hu Shishi in two lives, and the tragic scene of Fengdu City in the human world turning into Fengdu City in the underworld...

Only with stronger strength can you survive!

Time passes and the sun flies by.

Beside him, Sheng Qing slowly opened his eyes, a complex look flashed across his eyes. It was a good thing that his disciple was diligent, but he didn't need to be so diligent on the bed.

I could offer more courtesy...

She stretched herself as a snake, then opened her pitch-black snake head and yawned horribly. Then she leaned sideways as a human, carefully tracing Yu Mian's face, with unknown thoughts in her eyes.

After returning from this trip, the main thing to do is to tell the story of the demon general in detail, then take the two soul beads to torture him, and at the same time solve the matter of Fu Qing...

She looked at it for a long time, like a thirsty person staring at a dish, or a person who likes sweet things looking at honey, then she turned over, changed into a slightly more formal black Taoist robe and left.

Before leaving, he deliberately opened the Qinghe Hall formation to isolate the noisy sounds from the outside world. In April, at the beginning of summer, when all things come back to life, Yufu Mountain is always very noisy.

Behind the curtain, without the pleasant scent of green medicine, the face of the quietly lying figure wrinkled slightly.

In the absolutely quiet environment, the spiritual consciousness radiates unrestrainedly, the sleep is separated from the meditation, and the soul enters a state of hallucination.

Then he quickly realized that it was a heart-refining tribulation!

After a cultivator reaches the Golden Core Stage, he will occasionally encounter the calamity of refining his mind. Those who can overcome it will have a smooth path forward, while those who cannot will have cracks in their Dao heart and their cultivation will become stuck.

This is the natural mechanism of heaven and earth. The stronger a person is, the greater his influence on heaven and earth. Therefore, it is necessary to set up a mind lock to prevent desire from swallowing up the cultivator.

The desire for money and power... Yu Mian's mind was in a mess. She forgot what she was doing just now. Was she in class? Working overtime? Or...

The memory seems to be covered with a veil.

where is this?

She opened her eyes, and what came into her sight was a thousand-foot-high mountain piled with gold, jade, and jewels. Its top was buried in the clouds, and it was impossible to make any sense of it.

? ? !

Is she that vulgar? And, isn't she a little too fake...

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the golden mountain in front of him turned into a magnificent palace. He sat on the dragon head chair, overlooking the beautiful scenery.

Yu Mian rubbed her head. Something was wrong. Very wrong. But this was not what she wanted...

His mind suddenly became as clear as a mirror. Yu Mian looked at the lake surface reflected from his feet. He was subconsciously afraid that he would sink. In an instant, his feet lost their strength and he dived into the tide...gulp...!

"Mianmian, get up and eat, the sun is shining on your butt!"

A familiar yet strange voice sounded, Yu Mian lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing a somewhat frizzy head, "Here it comes..."

She rubbed her eyes. It was a very simple room. Her white mobile phone was placed on the bedside table. She checked the time. It was ten o'clock in the morning.

She stretched herself and walked into the living room. She saw her mother in an apron and subconsciously felt a sense of strangeness...

How could she feel strange? This is her mother...

She put aside the momentary strangeness and began to enjoy her breakfast. On the table was spicy soup and rice, which was a strange combination, as if it was edited from information materials extracted from her mind.

She took a sip of the spicy seafood porridge soup and frowned...

Beside her, her father came out of the bedroom, holding a cake and wishing her a happy birthday with a smile on his face.

Yu Mian: ...So fake.

This was a morning she had never experienced before, unreal, absurd, weird, and beautiful...

She blinked and her expression calmed down.

This is not a heart-refining calamity!

She stood there, and the next second, she saw herself wearing a white robe, and opposite her was a person wearing a black robe. Behind her, Sheng Qing's hand was around Yu Mian's waist and gently rested on her shoulder in an intimate manner.

Afterwards, perhaps to stimulate her, the scene became more and more intimate, and they even started to rub ears and kiss. It should be said that Shengqing's expression was extremely realistic, and it was difficult to find flaws in his every frown and smile.

Yu Mian just stood there and watched coldly. With a thought, he silently conjured up a spear.

This is a trace of evil spirit from the soul of the monster I killed that was contaminated on my body after its death...

It was fine at first, but Yu Mian couldn't accept using Sheng Qing to provoke her!

She raised her gun and rushed forward, piercing through the two men without hesitation and shattering the weak magic attraction.

Before he could react to what was happening, his mind suddenly began to stir. A powerful energy spread out in his sea of ​​consciousness, growing and expanding.

Yu Mian woke up instantly and sat up. He was puzzled for a moment when he saw that there was no one beside him.

Then he flew quickly to the gate of the time difference and converted all the points accumulated on the badge into the time in the time difference place.

She seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough, but it would take a year or two to hone her skills. The current situation did not allow her that much time to waste, so Yu Mian immediately thought of the place where time was wrong.

Fortunately, Sheng Qing returned to the sect with a spiritual letter that day. She now has 50,000 merit points marked on her badge, which can be exchanged for the right to use the Jindan stage time-shifted place with a hundred times the flow rate for ten days.

Before entering, she pinched her fingers to send a spiritual message to Sheng Qing, then stepped in resolutely.

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Make up for it today! 】

Ten days of time change into three autumns, the Zen mind is settled, and the path to enlightenment opens.

The dark-colored figure who was about to start the meeting at the main peak raised his fingertips, and a spirit butterfly flew over, and the light butterfly quietly landed on the green finger.

Shengqing's beautiful eyes showed a hint of doubt, and then she frowned for a moment.

Seeing her uncertain expression, the dozen mountain masters present thought something had happened, so they all stopped talking and waited quietly for Sheng Qing to react.

The leader twisted his beard and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Qing shifted his gaze and it fell on the old man with silver beard and silver hair sitting on the main seat. He looked like a real old man in the mortal world, with wrinkles all over like a dead tree. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, as if he could see through the barriers.

But this is just the end of his reincarnation.

The Wangxian Sect has an unwritten rule. In order to prevent the sect's development from going astray due to personal factors, the path that each sect leader practices is either the path of the common people or the path of ruthlessness.

The former enters the world and experiences all kinds of things. One cycle consists of sixty years, from childhood to young adulthood and finally to old age, just like the blooming and withering of flowers, over and over again.

Always carry with you an understanding of the mundane, the heart of a saint.

The latter is too selfless, pure and natural, not swayed by emotions, and can manage the sect rationally.

The sect leader of this generation is called Taoist Fanli, and he is the junior uncle of Venerable Qianhong. No one knows how old he is, and almost no one has ever seen him take action. He is always smiling.

Last year, his white crane was stolen from a small farmhouse on the main peak of Shengqing. This was one of the saddest things that happened to him in the past thousand years...

Sheng Qing still had some respect for the ancestor-like figure, and said calmly: "Nothing..."

The old man coughed twice, then smiled, revealing his remaining three or two teeth, and asked, "About your little disciple?"

Sheng Qing said nothing, but his eyes paused as a response.

The old master put down the hand that was stroking his beard, and in just a moment he found Yu Mian's aura in the Qianli Sect. Then he said with a slightly appreciative tone: "She is such a beautiful and smart girl. No wonder you want to pair her with a spiritual crane."

Sheng Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, but the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. He hummed softly for a moment, and his voice was clear and gentle: "... She is naturally very good."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for all the venerables present to hear as long as they were not deaf. Many elders looked over instantly.

This... Venerable Huaici has changed his personality?

He actually spoke so gently and without any thorns. I must have been possessed by a ghost.

At the elders' seat beside them, Fu Qing and Gu Ruci smiled at each other. The junior sister was indeed much less aggressive, and Xiao Mian'er had made a great contribution.

Gu Rushi took the opportunity to look around at everyone on the field and noticed an empty seat next to Xiaolu. Where had Junior Brother Yueqiong gone?

His seat was empty, and even the disciples in the mountain did not send him any letters. Could it be that they did not receive any news about the meeting?

He counted lightly with his fingertips and frowned.

"Where is the master of Louguang Mountain?" asked the sect leader.

The cultivation level of those present was no lower than that of the God Transformation Realm. Even if they were in the westernmost part of Jiuzhou, the moment they received the sect's message, they would have used all their strength in the Earth-Shrinking Technique to rush over, and it would have taken them only more than half an hour.

All the council members present were notified one hour in advance. Now that the purple incense outside the gate is about to burn out, why haven't they shown up yet?

As the eldest senior sister, Gu Ruci should take the responsibility of looking after the younger juniors. She stood up and bowed, saying, "I'll go and take a look..."

Then he turned and walked towards Louguang Mountain. When he arrived at the mountain gate, he waved his hand and the formation opened easily, then he stepped onto Louguang Mountain which was covered with peach blossoms.

Following the scent, he came to the giant peach and cherry tree. It was the first time in hundreds of years that Gu Ruci saw Tao Niang, and the past events emerged in his mind.

Tao Niang is a member of the peach blossom demon clan. The flower demon is naturally extremely beautiful, but also has a gentle and pleasant temperament. She is a rare and graceful beauty.

At that time, Wanhua Valley was beset by demons, and the flower demon tribe sought help from the immortal sect. The young man was in his prime, and the Sun and Moon swords shone through the nine provinces. Yue Qiong was ordered by the sect to help Wanhua Valley, and he lost his heart in the process of saving them.

After the demonic chaos in the valley, smoke was everywhere and the demonic aura had not yet been cleared, which would take a long time. So the Wangxian Sect accepted many members of the Flower Tribe and lent them the vacant land on the mountains within the sect.

Almost every mountain has some unique flowers and plants, which are the habits left over from that time.

Tao Niang lived in Louguang Mountain at that time.

Since then, Yue Qiong seemed to have lost her soul. She went to the foot of the mountain to pick up flower petals every day and filled her Qiankun bag with flower petals, but she did not dare to go up the mountain to look for her.

It was Gu Ruci's fingertips that revealed his love life and that gave him the courage to go up the mountain.

After going up the mountain, he was so cowardly that he wanted to sweep the petals for Sister Taohua. It was the first time that Tao Niang was amused by the boy and she said bluntly, "Go ahead and sweep..." But she didn't take it seriously and just thought it was the boy's momentary enthusiasm. In her eight hundred years, she had seen too many impulsive people.

Once the excitement wore off, I lost interest in it.

She guessed that Yueqiong was the same.

But I didn't expect that this slightly dazed boy who called Sister Peach Blossom sweetly would be so stubborn and sweep peach blossoms for himself year after year.

In fact, the peach blossom demon usually doesn't drop its petals, but the peach lady is gentle, and seeing that he is at a loss every time he comes, she deliberately drops a petal in front of him to not let him down and at the same time as a warning to leave.

But he didn't understand the reason.

This went on for a hundred years. One day, two peach blossoms fell. A young man with red lips and white teeth and bright eyes asked the woman leaning against the tree trunk with concern: "Sister Taohua, are you losing your hair?"

"Pfft~"

It was rare for Peach Lady to be amused by such seriousness. Her body trembled and peach blossoms fell, like a pink ocean, rushing towards the boy. The flower demon was moved...