The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

A hundred years after the demonic disaster, the peach blossoms on Fuyao Mountain have bloomed again. Fu Qing and Ling Fu live a simple and natural life. Sheng Qing, who is suppressing Yu Mian, continues to live a ridiculous life...

Of the seven great poets of Yufu, only Gu Ruci is left, guarding his own Shouxing Mountain and living a happy life.

Her path of cause and effect finally showed some signs of improvement. Her whole body aura was calm and peaceful, like a quiet pool. She drank the tea she made from time to time and continued to live a leisurely life, forgetting her childhood every sixty years.

Kyushu hasn't had such a long period of peace for a long time.

I heard that as the spiritual power between heaven and earth increases, the number of mortals with spiritual roots is also increasing year by year. In the past few years, each sect has received many good seedlings, so some of them are ready to challenge the majesty of the world's number one sect.

Gu Ruci helplessly looked at the map of the Guandong region in her hand, pointing out the locations where the crowds gathered one by one, and was responsible for this year's master-disciple ceremony.

After the world became more peaceful, in order to compensate for the loss of thousands of disciples, the sect's original rules prohibiting large-scale activities in the mortal world had to be relaxed a little.

Otherwise, the sect of Wangxianzhen will gradually become extinct, and by then the number will be reduced to two or three thousand. The sect's mines, businesses, Taoist temples, secret realms... will really be unable to operate.

However, in order not to cause too much noise, Fifth Junior Sister still needs to carve a few formations to provide some shielding, and it would be best not to affect the daily routines of mortals.

She bent over the desk and used her spiritual power to clearly mark the city-states one by one. She then distributed the map to the lower-level elders, who then distributed it to the Yuanying and Jindan disciples at all levels and began to prepare for the ceremony of recruiting disciples.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Many elders had died at that time, but because of the overwhelming merits and feedback from the way of heaven, many new strong men were born. Many of them had risen from the Nascent Soul stage to the God Transformation stage, and had no disciples under them.

Each of these elders is assigned at least one disciple to inherit...

She opened the sect's population records, extracted them one by one, and sent out a spiritual message to inform everyone that if there were no objections, she would be ready to accept them as disciples immediately.

As she was flipping through the pages, she came across Yu Mian's name... His cultivation level was clearly at the Fusion Stage, so logically, he should be assigned at least three disciples to supervise him in order to pass on the sect's lineage.

But Gu Ruci looked at his age again. It said 137, not even 300. It was too early to consider accepting a disciple.

Besides, she herself might not have learned her own way thoroughly. Although she had reached a certain level of cultivation, she was obviously not yet at the level where she could teach disciples.

Gu Ruci closed her eyelashes...after a moment of contemplation, she sent her a spiritual message.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips. The junior sister would definitely not agree, but in the face of the sect rules, the two of them had to take the initiative to help the senior sister to offset it.

They are both a hundred years old this wedding year, so it’s time for them to get busy and help their senior sister share the burden.

As expected, less than half a minute after the spiritual message was sent, the formation of Shouxing Mountain was disturbed.

Sheng Qing took Yu Mian to visit the senior sister whom he had not visited for a long time. After the two sat down, they were still in the familiar seats and had the familiar tea.

After she finished drinking from the cup in her hand, she put it down and said, "Mian'er is still young and not qualified to be a disciple. This matter cannot be allowed by the Lord."

Yu Mian was about to speak, but when he saw Sheng Qing's impulsive expression after reading the spiritual letter, he finally chose to keep silent...

In fact, she wanted to take in a disciple to see if she could also teach a talented disciple and then inherit the glory of Yufu Mountain.

But obviously, Sheng Qing's perverted possessiveness would never allow such a thing to happen. They would never get tired of it, let alone the seven-year itch, even for seven hundred or seven thousand years.

Gu Ruci pretended to be embarrassed, intentionally teasing the two of them. She raised her cup to hide her smile and said with some embarrassment, "That's difficult. Junior Sister also knows the sect's rules. If we don't accept disciples, it will easily cut off the sect's inheritance."

"Didn't Senior Sister accept a disciple yet?" Sheng Qing narrowed his eyes and retorted with dissatisfaction. He still accepted one, even though he ended up taking him to bed, but at least he accepted one.

At present, there are no more than two venerables in the sect who are over a thousand years old and have not yet accepted disciples. One is the socially anxious Venerable Zhangfeng, who is completely unable to contact outsiders. The other is the Venerable Zhaixing in front of him, who has never participated in the disciple-taking ceremony under the pretext of being busy with important matters.

Gu Ruci put down the cup in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her lips turned slightly lighter. She didn't accept disciples in the past because she couldn't even protect her fellow apprentices, let alone teach them...

"My ambition is not here. Besides, I have only just begun to understand the doctrine of cause and effect. I dare not mislead others."

Now that his fellow disciples and sisters all have found a good home, Gu Ruci feels much more at ease. From then on, his mind is filled with thoughts of immortality and the great Dao.

She embarked on a road that countless people had never walked before. There was no way to cross the river by feeling her way, so she walked alone in a strange place, without misleading others.

Yu Mian interrupted in time, "How could Senior Sister mislead the students? No matter what kind of seedling it is, in Senior Sister's hands, it will grow into a towering green."

In her eyes, the eldest senior sister was clearly very skilled. Not to mention the sect leader, even Sheng Qing couldn't get any benefits from her.

"Xiao Mian'er is always sweet-talking. I think my junior sister must be happy." Gu Ruci smiled teasingly, spread out a handkerchief towards her, and placed two pieces of cakes in front of her.

Yu Mian: ...

How come she's over a hundred years old, but he still treats her like a child? Her ears felt hot, but she still reached out and picked up the pastry.

He gently broke it open, placed half in front of Shengqing, and then put it in his own mouth and ate it with tea.

Sheng Qingshang was quite satisfied as he picked up half a piece with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put it into his mouth involuntarily, but ended up choking and his throat became dry.

This is to be eaten with tea, sipped bit by bit. Whose black snake stuffed it directly into his mouth.

She didn't show it on her face. She chewed it twice, then swallowed it with her neck stiff, without revealing any clue.

"Mian'er naturally pleases me..." She picked up the teacup, her voice a little dry, and after moistening it, she continued, "Anyway... she's less than a thousand years old, so she can't be accepted as a disciple."

Sheng Qing secretly planned in her heart that she would be able to ascend to heaven with Mian'er before she turned a thousand years old.

As for accepting a disciple... If this audacious person really dares to think about it, she doesn't mind making her unable to get up. She no longer has the time, let alone the desire!

Her fingertips stroked the teacup, and her eyes fell on Yu Mian, whose ears were red. But... she probably didn't dare.

Did she still remember her previous experience? Accepting a disciple was a dangerous thing. Wasn't it that she, who was in the prime of her life and extremely beautiful, had fallen in love with this shameless man?

If he accepted someone with evil intentions, Shengqing would not be able to control himself.

The more she thought about it, the more dangerous her eyes became.

Yu Mian felt a slight chill on his back when he was looked at by her. He glanced at Sheng Qing and frowned subconsciously.

What's wrong? It's not spring yet. Is her snake lady going to start again?