The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

He had heard so many compliments, but the ones from Yu Mian were the most considerate. Sheng Qing's snake tail gently swept across the back of his hand, which had just been marked with a red mark by him, erasing the mark.

"Speaking with cleverness..."

She found a comfortable position, placed her head, and quietly enjoyed the massage.

The years were peaceful for a while.

Yu·Masseuse·Yu accepted her fate and worked hard. She suspected that she was destined to work hard. From the first day she met this snake woman, she began to give her a bath, carry her back to the room, warm her bed, and be bullied by her...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Yu Mian pondered over it and his brows furrowed deeply.

Something was wrong, how come she seemed to have fallen into the bottomless abyss of this big black snake! ?

The force on his hands loosened, and he angrily took off the snake that was wrapped around his body, "Now that you're awake, why are you still clinging to me? Get off now!"

"I have talisman lessons recently...ah!?" Yu Mian remembered that he was borrowed for a day and was supposed to go practice today, and almost forgot about the main thing!

She hurriedly got up from the bed, quickly put on her shoes and socks, straightened her clothes, washed her face with clean water, tied her hair up, opened the door and ran.

"I'm going to Qingzhu Mountain to practice. You can make your own plans!" After Yu Mian sorted everything out in two minutes, he turned around and gave instructions to the bed, but no one was there.

I felt a cool sensation on my waist. "Mian'er, you only care about your training and not me?"

Yu Mian frowned, wondering what the hell this bastard was talking about. "How can I take care of you?"

"Could it be that I want to take it with Master Fu Qing..." She got stuck halfway through her words, joy flashed across her eyes for a moment, and she thought of the chubby Glazed Pure Lotus in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Shengqing..."

"Quickly take out the Flame Pearl!" Yu Mian said excitedly. It was all the fault of the snake, otherwise it wouldn't be so ridiculous as to think of such an important matter only the next day!

The nine-colored glazed pure lotus can burn away the remaining souls of the evil spirits!

Sheng Qing did not ask any more questions, but took out a black and red bead. The thing even had some intelligence and wanted to escape, but Sheng Qing grabbed it and sneered.

Want to run?

Yu Mian explained: "Liuli Jinglian was guarding the entrance to the Land of Fallen Fire, waiting for Pei Yunqing to arrive."

"It was originally the Nine-Colored Lotus, the natal spiritual fire of the new evil spirit created by heaven and earth. When it was first born, the residual soul of Master Ning stole part of its essence and placed it on Pei Yunqing. When the time is right, the spiritual fire will recognize its master, and the residual soul of Master Ning will return to revive."

Yu Mian summoned a chubby little spirit fire that looked like a lotus seat, and said with a sigh, "I never thought that I would reap the fruits of my labor."

After hearing this, Sheng Qing understood that there cannot be two ferocious beasts existing at the same time in this world, so this nine-colored lotus, or the pure glazed lotus, is the spiritual object that can restrain the remnant soul.

Allelopathy.

In this way, Fu Qing's matter can be completely resolved...

As for recovering his cultivation, for Qi Jue, who had practiced both talismans and formations, it was only a matter of time.

And it doesn't take a long time, the skills, foundation, and mentality are all ready, only the east wind is missing.

The master of the spiritual fire was Yu Mian. Sheng Qing had no choice but to put a restriction on the inner elixir and hand it to Yu Mian, to be on guard against this thing causing trouble at all times.

After Yu Mian took it, he followed the memories shared by the Glazed Pure Lotus and gently placed the inner elixir in the center of the fire lotus to purify the "turbidity" within it.

The Flame Pearl was strangely quiet, as if the remnant soul was no longer on it, and the clearing fire burned it through bit by bit.

The wisp of black air that was entangled on it was gradually driven away, revealing its original blood-red color.

Yu Mian didn't dare to relax. He sat down cross-legged and began to refine it bit by bit.

After all, it has followed You Ning for thousands of years, and the residual soul seems to be living in the inner elixir, entangled with each other. It requires the consumption of mental energy and extremely careful operation.

Shengqing was guarding the law on the side.

The sky gradually darkened.

In Qingzhu Mountain, Fu Qing held a book and looked up at the sky outside the window. It was already dusk.

Did something happen to Xiao Mian'er?

Ling Fu was also puzzled. Without Junior Sister Yu by her side, Master became much quieter...

She slowly moved her gaze from the window to Fu Qing's profile, her eyes flickering. Perhaps it was because she could not inherit her master's skills, and only Junior Sister Yu could inherit her mantle in this world.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she looked at her fingertips absentmindedly, sighing in her heart. She was not good at killing...

Apart from drawing talismans, these hands can only cook for the master, and even their Taoism mind is not clear enough.

Two hundred and seventeen years old, just in the early stage of Yuanying.

As a cultivator, he is not slow, but as a disciple of Fu Qing, he is indeed extremely mediocre.

"Fuer, what are you thinking about?" Fu Qing's eyes were gentle. He rolled up the book and waved it in front of Ling Fu.

Why is this child becoming more and more dull as he grows up? When he was a child, he would grab her clothes and refuse to let go, calling out softly, "Master... Master..."

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly. He owed her too much. He was in poor health and had to have her take care of him for a hundred years... Perhaps it was because of her worry about him that he became calm.

"Master, I'm not thinking about anything." Ling Fu replied seriously. Her figure was as vigorous as bamboo, pure and elegant. Her green dress looked just like the bamboos all over the mountain.

At first glance, a gentleman is like a bamboo.

"Don't be depressed. I also want to hear about your experience of teaching in Wenxian Mountain."

"it is good……"

Gu Ruci didn't expect that although her rough divination was delayed for one day, it still came true. She could not escape the law of fate.

Fu Qing still waited until dusk.

In the middle, Yu Mian wanted to tell his fifth uncle about it, but once it started, he had to devote his whole heart and soul to it and couldn't be distracted for a moment.

As for Shengqing...she is too lazy to talk about it?

Fortunately, it was just a remnant soul, and it took hundreds of years. Although it took a lot of effort, when it met the fully-powered Glazed Pure Lotus, it could only be refined.

The whole bead is just a little bit away from turning completely red.

Yu Mian didn't dare to relax. At the most critical moment, he had to be extremely cautious.

In the fire lotus, the bead was spinning at a constant speed. A black line appeared from time to time as it rotated, gradually shortening.

Yu Mian felt a little happy, he would soon be well!

Liuli Jinglian was also happy, as it had finally taken revenge on the guy who had almost forced it to be reborn as a fifth-level lotus!

Burn you to death...!

Sudden.

A turbid black residual soul mixed with the aura of fire rushed towards Yu Mian's face. She was not worried at all, after all, Sheng Qing was by her side.

Sheng Qing knew that the dead dog would not give up so easily, so he waved his red feather fan to block Yu Mian, and the black soul made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and slipped out of the door in an instant.

The flame in Yu Mian's hand stopped, and he handed the round flame bead to Sheng Qing, and said anxiously: "Chase after him!"

What if someone gets hurt?

Sheng Qing took the beads, covered his face with the red feather fan, and said with a natural smirk: "Mian'er, don't worry, since it has come out, we must cut off the roots."

How could she not be able to destroy a trace of the remaining soul? It would be better to kill two birds with one stone, so that she wouldn't have to spend more effort.

The remnant soul fought desperately and flew towards the familiar other half, the Law Enforcement Hall where Pei Yunqing was imprisoned.