The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The light is as small as a bean, and the shadows are vague.

Yu Mian turned off the light beside the table, and walked towards the bed with a small spark in her hand. It was dim around her and she could barely see anything. Her steps were a little unsteady.

If she hadn't had an epiphany in the divination class today and broken through to the middle stage of Qi Refining, she would have probably fainted after reading hundreds of immortal words in one breath.

Never procrastinate again!

Next time, next time I will definitely finish my homework ahead of time.

Three days of homework pressed into one hour, I can’t bear it…

He used a lamp pick to light the candle wick, and the originally dim flame gradually dimmed until it completely lost its light. Yu Mian lay down on the bed and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, without any worries at all.

On the bed frame with intricate carvings, a coiled giant black jade snake slowly lowered its body, crawled into the quilt along the edge, and wrapped itself around the tired and warm body bit by bit.

In the pitch-dark darkness, a faint sigh was heard.

When he was awakened by his biological clock in the morning and felt the soft hand on his waist, Yu Mian was able to calmly force himself to accept it. Then he struggled to get out of the arms like a pupa breaking out of its cocoon and ran towards Wenxian Mountain as fast as he could.

After she left, the warmth in the quilt quickly dissipated, and it became cold as if there was no living thing lying in it. Shengqing's tightly closed eyes opened with a meaningful smile.

Humans are such interesting creatures.

They are afraid of the unknown, yet have an adaptability that surpasses any other race. They take their past experiences as a guide and domesticate themselves. Gradually, they get used to the sand dams built by time and adapt themselves to this wilderness.

Finally, adapt thoroughly.

On the way to Wenxian Mountain, Yu Mian touched his cuffs and found a golden cloth bag in the shape of a small rice dumpling. It was embroidered with auspicious cloud flowers and a bright red rope that was woven with five-colored threads.

what is this? !!

If she had something like this in her sleeve before going to bed yesterday, she would definitely have discovered it.

So it could only have been put there by someone while we were sleeping.

Who else could it be? The evil snake woman instantly popped into her mind.

She picked up the red string and swung it.

It won’t be dangerous, right?

Suddenly he remembered the fortune money that Master Gu had given him, took it out of his Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.

The magic weapon flew down, Yu Mian covered it with his palm, then quietly opened it and took a look.

lucky.

She was worried, so she threw the dice twice more, and both results were auspicious.

Only then did he put away his magic weapon and inject a little spiritual power into the small rice dumpling.

The next second, she opened her eyes wide!

woc!

Spiritual stone!

A hill of spiritual stones!

Yu Mian took back his spiritual power and swallowed his saliva. Could it be that Sheng Qing had taken it by mistake and gave his own small treasury to him?

It's impossible. A cultivator's memory is like a memory palace. The constantly accumulated subjects, techniques, and tricks will become clearer and clearer as his cultivation level increases.

So, could it be that he gave me the food money because he heard that I was hungry yesterday?

This is too rich.

The dream of meeting a rich woman in my previous life actually came true in this life.

She took out a neat hexagonal crystal, which was as transparent as glass. In the sunlight, a rainbow-like glow could be seen.

Just by holding it in the palm of your hand, you can feel the extraordinary rich spiritual power.

She silently put the spirit stone back and put the small bag back into her sleeve.

But I also feel that it is not appropriate. What if it falls?

Finally, Yu Mian quietly put it into the arms of his robe and quietly tightened his waistband, like a poor man suddenly becoming rich.

The Sanming bell rings.

When he saw Elder Lingfu again, Yu Mian couldn't help but think of his struggle last night. He silently put a stack of homework on the corner of the table, waiting for inspection.

On the other side, Miao Jun, who hadn't seen Yu Mian for more than a day, moved the table towards her with a bang when he saw her.

Seeing Yu Mian was like seeing a savior.

That was simply not a homework that could be completed in the Qi Refining Stage. A talisman had only a few dozen immortal characters or a few hundred words at most. Even if he held a top-grade spirit stone and drew it, he couldn't finish it.

But fortunately, I have companions!

It won’t be so embarrassing to call the parents then, hehe.

"Hey, have you finished writing?" He leaned his head over and subconsciously reached out to touch his head. The shiny head even reflected some light.

"If our master comes by then, we will..."

"I've finished writing." Yu Mian said lightly.

"…Hold on to Master's thighs tightly and recognize him…Ah! What?!"

"You've finished writing!" Miao Jun raised his voice, even louder than Elder Lingfu who was lecturing on the stage.

Yu Mian silently picked up the book, covered the right side of his face, and cut off his relationship with this guy.

Ever since I met him, I have been absent-minded, slacking off, and chatting in class and there is no turning back.

……

One's own failure is terrible, but the success of one's companions is even more chilling.

At noon, Lu Wuqie, who was dressed in a dress with crisscross golden threads, a brocade embroidered with ten dragons and nine phoenixes on his body, a golden crown on his head, and flowing clouds under his feet, and who was spotless, grabbed Miao Jun's ear with a gentle smile on his face.

He said to Elder Ling Fu in a gentle voice: "Thank you for your concern, nephew. I will teach this naughty disciple a lesson."

Then he took out a box of cloud tea and handed it over, "I haven't visited Junior Sister Fu Qing for a long time. Please give my regards to your master."

Elder Lingfu looked at the spiritual tea in Master Lu's hand, her calm eyes moved, and she refused.

"Please take it back, Master Lu. My master is in retreat and I can't make the decision for her." She turned slightly aside to refuse. She said that she was giving it to the master of Fu Qingshan, but in fact, if she really accepted it, it would eventually be given away by her master and fall into her hands.

She was just doing her job and didn't accept the gift.

Lu Wuqie frowned slightly. Didn’t Junior Sister Fu Qing just come out of seclusion some time ago, and is now in seclusion again?

He took back the Cloud Tea, then took out a Thousand Dao Fruit from the Sumeru Space and put it directly into Elder Lingfu's hand.

The spiritual fruit is sealed with a lotus jade box to prevent the spiritual energy from dissipating.

"This is the Thousand Dao Fruit. Please give it to my junior sister and tell her that I will go back to Qingzhu Mountain in three days." Then his eyes shifted to Yu Mian, who was standing aside and watching the fun.

He was deeply impressed by this little disciple. This was the human disciple who was captured by his junior sister that day. Upon closer inspection, he was already in the middle stage of Qi Refining and had indeed a good talent.

Lu Wuqie's original body was also a spiritual beast. He had a high level of cultivation and was keenly aware of aura, not to mention the undisguised domineering aura.

Is it possible that Junior Sister...is caring too much about this disciple...

He took a few steps closer to Yu Mian and took out a Qiankun bag from his arms. "Last time I recruited disciples, I was one of the three mountain masters. Your master and I are senior brothers and sisters. Now that we meet again, I specially gave you a gift."

He has a gentle temperament and a humble demeanor, and looks like a banished immortal with a sage-like demeanor.

Yu Mian looked at Senior Brother Sheng Qing who had appeared again, and was quietly numb.

Lu Wuqie is the master of Fuyao Mountain in the novel Qingfeng Lanyue. He is a man with a broad mind, kind and generous, and has hundreds of disciples. However, in the end, he died in the fire while trying to save his eldest disciple Pei Yunqing.

He is a relatively background character. There is not much plot about him in the book, and he mostly exists in Pei Yunqing's memories in the later period.

It was the heroine's love that finally led Pei Yunqing out of his sadness.

In this regard, Yu Mian only wants to say: 6.

She called out to Lu Wuqie obediently, "Hello, Uncle-master." After successfully obtaining another resource, Lu Wuqie continued to lift the bald Fat Tiger out from behind him.

"My little disciple is quite naughty. The mental development of spiritual beasts is naturally slower than that of other creatures. I hope that you will be more tolerant of him in the future." His tone was gentle, without giving people a sense of oppression.

Yu Mian accepted the gift, looked at the loud-voiced man, and finally nodded.

Miao Jun didn't dare to say anything because his master was there, but his eyes were filled with "Good classmate! Save me, save me, save me!"

"In that case, thank you very much, Junior Brother." Lu Wuqie let go of his hand, and disappeared in a flash of light.

Behind him, Ling Fu, who was holding the jade box, was unable to stop him and could only tighten her fingertips silently.

Master really needs this item right now...