The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian watched the other person's back as he left, then retracted his gaze and rubbed his hands violently. Junior Sister Ning looked weak, but her hands were really strong.

Her forearm muscles felt as if they had been run over by ten carriages and were extremely sore.

He took out a pill from the ring and put it into his mouth, which relieved the feeling of exhaustion caused by the depletion of spiritual power, and he finally recovered.

"Junior Sister Yu and Junior Sister Ning have a good relationship." Lin Xiaohe followed her gaze and said so.

Yu Mian nodded reluctantly. The two of them were the only ones in the world who could speak freely, and they had the same physique as the furnace cauldron, so they naturally felt sympathy for each other.

How similar and yet how different our fates are...

"I do have a pretty good relationship with her..." She repeated it again, as if to confirm what she was thinking.

"It's a blessing to be able to work alongside geniuses of the same era." Lin Xiaohe sighed softly, with a hint of loneliness in her eyes. Ever since she met Yu Mian, she knew that she would eventually catch up with her, and then surpass her, and gradually go further and further on the path that belonged to her.

Being in the same era as a genius is a blessing, but also a helplessness.

Yu Mian seemed to hear some emotions, looked back and smiled warmly: "Everyone has his own path. Find it, practice it, and you will eventually reach the other side."

Maybe it is the other side of the Tao, maybe it is the other side of life.

She also doesn’t know how far she can go. Everything is unknown, but the road is right under her feet and she just needs to take one step at a time.

"Junior sister, you are right." Lin Xiaohe swept away the momentary gloom and secretly laughed at himself in his heart, thinking that he did not see things as clearly as his junior sister.

Her path is always in her own hands.

"What road? Where are you going to play?" Miao Jun pricked up his ears, thinking that they were going to abandon him and go down the mountain to play again.

Yu Mian covered his face and said, "Go and practice quickly. We'll talk about it when you can break through to the late stage."

"It will happen very soon...very soon, don't be in a hurry." When it came to practicing, Miao Jun stepped back repeatedly, trying to escape from the urging.

"Besides, this kind of thing can't be rushed, so just go with the flow." He has never felt any pressure. Even if he doesn't practice, he can still live for a thousand or eight hundred years. He hasn't had enough of the carefree days.

Seeing him making excuses, Yu Mian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said temptingly: "If you break through within a month, I will reward you with one thousand middle-grade spirit stones..."

Miao Jun paused, hesitating.

After being silent for a long time, Yin Li reached out his hand and lifted Miao Jun by the collar, like he was lifting a little fat chicken. "Junior sister, if you help him break through, can you give me half of the spirit stones?"

Miao Jun opened his eyes wide, what?!

Yu Mian was seen slowly about to nod.

"I will practice, and I will definitely break through within a month. Don't share my spirit stones!" He stretched out his Erkang hand.

Yu Mian curled his lips, "Deal, if you don't reach your goal, I will divide the spirit stones among you."

Then he made eye contact with Yin Li, let go of his hand to put Miao Jun down, and nodded slightly to Yu Mian, indicating that you're welcome.

Yu Mian has some methods to deal with Miao Jun, which are nothing more than coercion and inducement. Lan Hu needs more encouragement before he can get on the right track.

"Junior sister, I just had some insights from the fighting arena. I need to go back and meditate for a while. Goodbye first." Lin Xiaohe bowed and said goodbye, calling the golden roc to leave.

Then Yin Li flew away on his sword in the same tone, leaving only Yu Mian and Fat Tiger, one tall and one short, walking under the sun.

Cultivating immortals means that people gather less and separate more often. The two students who were classmates back then are now in a different realm. Yu Mian has reached the Jindan realm where he can retreat for a month at will, while Miao Jun is still struggling on the path to building the foundation.

When they reached the fork in the road where they parted ways, Yu Mian turned to look at Miao Jun, who still looked like a child, and sincerely advised him, "The road ahead is difficult, but we are classmates. I hope that we can continue to walk together in the long years ahead."

"The world is unpredictable, chaos is rampant in all walks of life, you have to work hard and be able to protect yourself as soon as possible!" She patted Fat Tiger's shoulder, looked at his growing hair, and felt a little emotional about the scene of them playing in the classroom last year.

Time flies so fast.

Miao Jun's eyes were crystal clear, with the white iris that were born with the white tiger lightly covering his eyeballs, making him look very childish. There were also faint animal patterns on his face that had not been able to completely transform and retract.

He seemed to understand a lot, and asked seriously: "Classmate, have you encountered many things in the mortal world?"

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he clenched his fists and said, "Yes! I'll catch up as soon as possible!"

"Then I'm looking forward to it!"

Yu Mian smiled, the red mole between her eyebrows swaying. If she was a bud about to bloom before, now she was a bouquet of flowers waving in the wind, confident and elegant.

"Why do you draw a red dot on your head?" Miao Jun pointed his finger at her eyebrows with a curious look on his face.

"This is not a painting. It is a gift from my master."

Yu Mian bent down slightly and explained, "I have a Taoist name now, why don't you hurry up and give it a nice name in the future, let's call it Fat Tiger Zhenren!"

"So what's your name?"

"My Taoist name is Xuanji!" She straightened her back, pinched the Lingguan finger with her right hand, and there seemed to be a light flashing between her eyes. She pretended to be serious and really felt like an immortal master.

After a second of failure, she spread out her fingers and asked, "How is it, handsome or not?"

“Very handsome! But I don’t want Fat Tiger as my Taoist name…” Miao Jun touched his head, then suddenly slapped it, as if he had thought of something.

“…I want to be called Master Wanbao!” He thought, this name is good, he has already started a medicine and talisman shop, and in the future he will also sell spiritual tools, materials, and spiritual plants…

"Okay, but you need a golden elixir to be able to be named a Taoist. You should hurry up."

"Don't worry, I have a plan!"

……

After the two parted ways, Yu Mian returned to Yufu Palace. He had gained something from the battle with his senior brothers and sisters and Junior Sister Ning today. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and gain some insights while the memories were still fresh.

Top-grade spiritual stones were scattered around the bed, forming a special position, continuously releasing spiritual energy and gathering towards the inside of the bed curtains.

Inside the spirit gathering formation, Yu Mian closed his eyes and simulated the figure and attack methods of the person he was fighting today in his spiritual consciousness. He fought over and over again, adjusting the details until his mind moved at will, and with his current level of cultivation, he could resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

The ginkgo leaves outside the door gradually turn from tender green to emerald green.

Several spiritual messages flew in, but were blocked outside the door.

A message from the sect's group flashed on the badge. Yu Mian slowly opened his eyes, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart. He counted the time with his fingertips and it had been a month.

Why hasn’t Shengqing come back yet?

She would never stay away for so long. Could she have really been in danger?

It's impossible. With her level of cultivation, who could possibly touch her? She must have encountered something that would take some time.

She looked down at the token on her waist, which displayed the sect's internal news and called on all disciples to walk into the mortal world.

What happened?

Getting down from the bed, she pushed the door open and received several spiritual messages, which she checked one by one.

"Classmate, I'm in the late stage of foundation building! You can't go back on your word, hand over the spirit stones! I'll be in seclusion for a while, and I'll come out when I reach the peak of foundation building."

"Junior sister, we are going down the mountain, do you want to come with us? We will leave on May 1st."

"Senior Sister Yu..."