The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The whole mountain is covered with swaying bamboos, and the grass and trees under the forest are sparse and covered with green leaves.

Bamboo forests will absorb all the nutrients from the soil, so it is difficult for other plants to grow under the forest, and it will only be filled with bamboo.

It was the first time that Yu Mian was taken to walk on the waves at the tip of the bamboo forest. It felt like entering a world of martial arts.

Sheng Qing, who was holding her hand, didn't understand why she was so happy. If there wasn't a formation on Qingzhu Peak, she could reach there in the blink of an eye. Why would she bother to step on the waves?

The deeper the poison, the less able one is to use spiritual power. The spiritual power within the Qingzhu Mountain is almost a vacuum. For cultivators, it is like being thrown into a thirsty desert, where they can only rely on the water in their bodies to sustain themselves.

Falling from the leaf, Sheng Qing was steady and didn't even breathe heavily. Yu Mian felt like she was being hollowed out and her lungs were about to explode. Although she was being led by her master, she still had to move her legs.

Why are the legs short and the frequency too fast?

She looked up and saw a small bamboo courtyard in front of her. Talismans were clearly carved on the surrounding bamboos to warn those who came.

As soon as the two of them landed, they disturbed the owner of the house. Elder Lingfu walked out of the house with a palm-leaf fan in her hand, her body covered in smoke and dust. When she glanced at Yu Mian, a look of relief flashed across her eyes. When she saw Sheng Qing again, there was some excitement in her eyes.

She quickly pushed open the door and came to greet him, bowing respectfully to Sheng Qing and saying, "Greetings, Junior Master-Uncle!"

"Junior Master but..." She looked at Yu Mian, thinking that maybe he sent Yu Mian here to make up for his lessons, but since Junior Master was here, why would he come to her for tutoring? After all, Sheng Qing himself was not inferior to the master in the art of talismans.

She calmed down again, could it be that he came for his master? !

She remembered that when her junior uncle left Qingzhu Mountain that day, he said angrily: "Since you are so stubborn, I don't need to bother with you!" After that for more than two hundred years, he never set foot in Qingzhu Mountain again.

Now that you come again, have you calmed down?

Sheng Qing glanced coldly at Fu Qing's wooden apprentice, waved his sleeves to help her up, and walked inside with Yu Mian without saying a word.

As soon as I stepped through the door, the scent that was blocked by the talisman hit me in the face. It was the aroma of medicine, the scent of ordinary stewed herbs, so bitter that it made my tongue numb.

Yu Mian pinched her nose. This... the medicinal scent on Sheng Qing's body was still better. She smelled like a light, fresh herbal fragrance.

She moved closer to Shengqing and took two careful sniffs to suppress the smell.

But someone noticed her little action.

Sheng Qing's original bad mood suddenly improved a bit. He rolled up his sleeves and took Yu Mian into his arms in front of Elder Ling Fu behind him.

"If Mian'er likes it, just tell your teacher. There's no need to be so cautious." She pressed her palm on the back of Yu Mian's head and pressed her directly into her arms.

Let me vent a little about my slightly depressed mood about meeting old friends again.

Yu Mian's ears were buzzing. Her talisman class elder was right behind her. How was she going to attend Elder Ling Fu's class in the future?

“Master…let me go…!”

She struggled hard, but all she got was the snake woman squinting her eyes and sighing softly.

In someone else's yard!

Yu Mian stopped struggling. She was already dead and could not be saved.

The magic weapon given by Master Gu is indeed effective. She is in "great misfortune" today and must avoid being promoted to Qing!

Seeing that the little girl stopped struggling, Sheng Qing lost interest. He pinched her neck with his cold hands and led her away, but saw that she looked like she had lost all hope in life. Sheng Qing reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Yu Mian's cheek.

Finally, he pressed his fingertip lightly, and a bead of blood condensed on the finger. It pointed at Yu Mian's lips, and then touched her beautiful peach blossom lips. The red lips suddenly became delicate and charming, with a spring glow and a scarlet look waiting to be picked.

Looking at the little boy who was enlightened by him, Sheng Qing smiled with satisfaction, then stood up and walked in.

The pleasant scent of green medicine immediately filled Yu Mian's nostrils and mouth, as if he was drowned in the medicine garden and unable to struggle.

So... that was Shengqing's own smell...

Yu Mian remembered what he had read in the library: Sheng Qing was a magical medicine that could cure a hundred diseases...

She subconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick it, and a faint sweet and fishy taste spread on the tip of her tongue. She thought that it was worthy of being a spirit snake, and the blood was even more smelly than when she bit her tongue.

Much sweeter.

Yu Mian stood there, stunned for a second, then quickly followed Shengsheng Qing's steps. Elder Lingfu was already standing side by side with her.

She subconsciously dodged Elder Lingfu's calm, slightly puzzled gaze.

Taishe is dead.

Elder Lingfu thought to herself, I heard a few days ago that Master Huaici doted on his disciple, and now I see it today, it is indeed true...

He was even willing to give away his own spiritual blood just to suppress the smell of medicine in the room.

The two followed Sheng Qing side by side as they entered the room. As they stepped through the bamboo door, they saw spirit-absorbing talismans pasted all over both sides of the door. Yu Mian suddenly felt as if he was being sucked out of his body, with his head heavy and his feet dizzy.

"Be careful."

Elder Lingfu beside her reached out and supported her, and she recovered and gradually adapted to her mortal physique again. The feeling of strength slipping away from her fingertips made her feel insecure.

No wonder countless people are obsessed with cultivating immortals and spend their entire lives trying to make further progress. It turns out that the feeling of mastering power is so addictive and wonderful.

"Thank you, Elder..." After Yu Mian supported her, he instantly let go of Ling Fu's arm the next moment.

She looked up and met Sheng Qing's dangerous eyes. Those dark eyes seemed to be saying, "If you touch something you shouldn't touch again, do you want your little claws back?"

Yu Mian immediately put his hands behind his back, took small steps to Sheng Qing's side, and said obediently: "Master, how is Uncle Shi?"

As he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Fu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.

Different from the gentle feeling given by her Taoist name, the person in front of him had long eyebrows, a straight nose, and bright facial features. At first glance, she gave people the feeling of a cheerful big sister.

It's the kind of heroic figure who can ride a horse, step on flying swallows, and draw a bow to shoot peach blossoms.

Sheng Qing said nothing, but took out thirteen golden needles from his arms and sealed her acupoints.

Only then did he dare to use his spiritual power to throw a golden thread over, circled Fu Qing's wrist, diagnosed his pulse, and used the thread as a medium to probe in a trace of spiritual power.

Yu Mian watched from the side and suddenly felt admiration for her. In fact, if she was not Sheng Qing's disciple, she would have become one of her little fans in the Wangxian Sect.

An all-round genius who is hardworking, has made top achievements, and never shows himself in public. He is mysterious and powerful.

Satisfy all fantasies about the strong.

Unfortunately, she became the apprentice of this snake woman and found that she not only satisfied all her fantasies about the strong, but also broke all the limits of perversion.