The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Red Luan moves.

Gu Ruci, who was originally holding a spirit fire lamp and studying the remains of her master in the Star Palace, suddenly looked up at the sky and then revealed a subtle expression.

Fifth Junior Sister is indeed a strong learner, and it’s worth the effort I put into finding so many books.

Then he lowered his head and continued to look through the ancient books, looking for information about the immortal bones left behind by the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing period. Over the past ten thousand years, there are less than fifty cultivators who have crossed the Tribulation Crossing period, and even fewer of them have left relevant information.

After the death of many powerful men, due to their extremely powerful souls, they were still able to hold on for a breath and tear through space to hide.

With his last breath, he would either leave behind a small secret realm for selecting successors, or a method for reincarnation, or a puzzle for future generations to solve, etc.

Most of the powerful people have their own sects, so naturally they will not let outsiders get away with it. They will set up small secret realms within the jurisdiction of the sect and turn them into places for disciples to train in the future.

Many of the small secret realms within the Wangxian Sect were left behind after the death of the powerful men at that time, but most of the inheritances had long been taken away by some amazing genius in the baptism of time.

If the genius is lucky, he will become the next strong man. He may still be alive in the world and be the master of a mountain, or he may die and turn into a new secret realm.

Resource circulation.

Therefore, relevant information is very difficult to find. Thanks to the long history of Wangxian, it can be traced back to the prosperous era when thousands of laws competed with each other.

About 100,000 years ago, the Nine Provinces were filled with rich and abundant spiritual energy, many heroes emerged, large and small sects were scattered all over the place, and the number of disciples cultivating immortals was innumerable.

Wangxian also started his career at that time. The first sect leader at that time, the Nameless Sword Master, laid a solid foundation for the sect with just his sword.

Gu Ruci flipped through the parchment that was so old that it was almost black. There were multiple layers of spiritual power restrictions on it, which were intended to protect these old books.

In fact, the sect would regularly make rubbings and copies of new books, but there would be some changes during the scheduling process, so it was more reassuring to look at the original manuscript.

She looked until she was dizzy, but still couldn't find any useful clues.

The sky turned white.

Yu Mian raised her hand and cut a piece of brocade from the sunset glow to block the entire mirror wall. Only then did she calm her beating heart. The snake woman's evil taste was about to corrupt her...

A cold white hand reached out from under the quilt beside the bed. After searching in the air without any results, it slowly opened its eyes, which were filled with satisfaction and laziness.

He raised his head and saw the small heater by the window. He felt so unhappy that he wanted to pull the person into the quilt.

Why don't you sleep so early in the morning? Why do you get up and feel the wind?

As soon as Yu Mian turned around, he saw a perfect body walking towards him without a care in the world, covered with a thin veil, trying to cover himself but still shy...

vacuum……

These two words suddenly appeared in her mind, and she instantly realized that the window behind her was open. Although she was a thousand meters above the ground, she still turned around and closed the window with a peng sound.

Such a Shengqing would be jealous even if birds saw her.

"Why don't you..." get dressed before coming over?

Before she finished speaking, a weak and boneless beauty lay on her body, clinging to her like a snake. Without using any strength, she squinted her eyes and continued to prepare for sleep, saying in a vague voice: "Don't talk... I was busy a little late last night, I'm sleepy..."

I'm not really tired, I just didn't get enough sleep and wanted to catch up.

Yu Mian half embraced her, pursed her lips, and raised her brows helplessly. Her wife was a snake lady who loved to enjoy herself.

As her personal little sleeper, I can only serve her, what else can I do...

He raised his hand and picked the person up horizontally, walked towards the bed, and continued to snuggle into the quilt stacked together. When he first got in, he felt a little cold, and the warmth in the quilt disappeared.

No wonder Shengqing woke up. It turned out that she, the ice maker, had dissipated the warmth in the quilt and came to her for warmth.

The small stove did its job conscientiously and began to warm the bed.

After lying down, with nothing to do, she opened her eyes and began to review the recent battle in her mind. According to her current training speed, if she didn't have Sheng Qing's inner elixir, it would take at least a hundred years to reach the barrier of the God Transformation from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

A small self has now condensed in her Dantian, and is sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed practicing. This is the Nascent Soul of every cultivator, and it will also become her external incarnation after she breaks through to the God Transformation stage.

Yu Mian looked inward, at the miniature version of himself. There was no consciousness in it, only a rough shape, which looked cute like ice and snow.

As soon as her soul appeared, the red inner elixir came up to her and went into her arms. Yu Mian grabbed it and patted it soothingly.

"Be good and don't move." She coaxed the red inner elixir.

Ever since she was wrapped by the inner elixir last time, she had not used its ability for a long time. Almost with subconscious resistance, she left it alone in her body.

This made it feel a little disappointed, and it thought Yu Mian no longer liked it.

In order to win favor, like a peacock spreading its feathers, he poured his rich spiritual power towards Yu Mian, and his whole body was emitting a scarlet aura with an ominous feeling.

“Stop, don’t!” Yu Mian sternly refused and pushed it away. “I still want to try it myself. You just need to stay in my body obediently. When everything is over in the future, I will return you to your master.”

"Do you know?" Yu Mian frowned, pointed at the inner elixir and poked it, his tone slightly threatening.

The red inner elixir turned three times on the spot. I don’t know whether it expressed knowing or not, but it finally calmed down.

Seeing that it was obedient and calm, Yu Mian withdrew his hand and patted it gently, taking control of the small inner elixir.

As easy to handle as a little snake.

After finishing the inner observation, he withdrew from Dantian and began to meditate and breathe, not wasting a single moment in practice. His eyes were tightly closed and his body lay straight. If he was not so warm all over, one would have thought he was lying straight.

Sheng Qing frowned slightly, and opened his eyes hazily again. Looking at his wife lying flat on the bed, who was not comfortable at all to hold, he adjusted his posture helplessly, and pressed most of his body on Yu Mian. Then he crossed his legs over her legs and hugged her like he was hugging a pillow.

Although being diligent as a disciple is a good thing, as a wife, it is also appropriate to relax a little...

The soul enveloped Yu Mian, and the spiritual consciousness probed into Yu Mian's body. With a light hook of his fingertips, the round inner elixir rolled over quickly.

Sheng Qing gently grasped it with his fingertips, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully several times, and found that the spiritual power was hardly reduced. He stared at his inner elixir with some displeasure, "Why doesn't Mian'er accept you?"

"Is it because you're not trying hard enough? Huh?"

Red Inner Pill: It’s unfair, such an injustice!