The Tao is far away

Qingluan's slender thighs were as delicate and smooth as jade, and the slightly reddish soles of her feet added a bit of charm.

Wang Chi's heart beat faster. The Qingluan in front of him was not only beautiful, but also full of temptation in every movement and posture.

"Oh my goodness..." Wang Chi couldn't help swallowing his saliva, he stood up with a wandering look in his eyes, a blush on his cheeks.

Even though Wang Chi had seen many beauties on the Internet in his previous life, he had never seen such a stunning beauty like the one before him.

Seeing this, Qingluan smiled mysteriously. She stretched out her right leg, showing her straight and flawless legs. She supported herself on the bed with both hands, leaned back slightly, closed her eyes, and said slowly, "Come on, good disciple, massage your legs for me~"

what!

Wang Chi was stunned for a moment. He never dreamed that Qingluan would make such a request.

At this moment, Qingluan was gazing at him with charming eyes.

Perhaps it was because Wang Chi had a keen sense of smell, at this moment he seemed to be able to smell the charming scent emanating from Qingluan.

Wang Chi couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't wait to crush himself with the millstone in the spiritual space, and the desire in his body disappeared.

He really didn't dare to stay here any longer, and rushed out the door as if fleeing.

Qingluan was very pleased. This idiot had a very strong will. If he really dared to take any action, Qingluan would not hesitate to chop him to death with a sword, or simply put him in solitary confinement for ten years.

"Hey, my dear disciple, why did you run out? Come and let the master take a look~" Qingluan stood up and chuckled.

Wang Chi, who was outside the door, had finally calmed down, but when he heard that gentle, graceful, and charming voice again, he was instantly like a frightened bird. He took out a small black sword and fled away.

We can’t stay in Tianji Gate for even a moment longer!

Qingluan was not annoyed. She gently twisted the magic formula and summoned the magic weapon, the fragrant silk. She jumped lightly, stepped on the magic weapon with her jade feet, and then reached out her jade hand to grab Wang Chi in the air. A huge green hand was like a pillar supporting the sky, grabbing towards Wang Chi with an overwhelming force.

Wang Chi was using all his strength to activate the magic weapon, and his speed was as fast as an arrow from a bow, as fast as lightning. Looking back, he saw that Qingluan did not chase him, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Wang Chi suddenly felt the sky above his head become gloomy and depressing, as if covered by dark clouds, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

When he turned around, he saw a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun coming towards him. In an instant, he was tightly grasped by the hand.

Wang Chi struggled desperately in the big hand, took out the yellow-patterned cauldron, and injected all the magic power in his body into it.

He kept controlling the small tripod to hit the big hand, trying to escape the restraints, but in front of the means of a Jindan cultivator, this was nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Qing Luan's expression changed: "Yellow-patterned tripod?"

Wang Chi's spiritual power had been exhausted, but the green hand was as steady as a mountain and as solid as a rock. Faced with this unshakable hand, Wang Chi had to give up resistance.

Wang Chi secretly swore in his heart that if Qingluan really meant bad to him, he would wake up Situ immediately. If the awakening failed, he would just detonate his own soul.

The big hand slowly opened, and Qingluan's voice came out, but this voice was no longer charming, but as calm as water: "Silly boy, why are you running? I won't eat you."

Wang Chi was speechless for a while when he saw the big hand holding him. What was the difference between this and eating himself?

"What on earth are you going to do!" Wang Chi was a little annoyed. Even though the other party was a Jindan cultivator, he was not afraid at all.

When Qingluan saw the anger on Wang Chi's face, she was shocked and realized that she seemed to have gone too far.

"Good disciple, don't be angry. I did this today just to test your character. You really didn't let me down."

"You passed!"

"From today on, you will be my fourth direct disciple!" Qingluan said without blushing.

This was indeed a test, but seeing how interesting this little guy was, I couldn't help but test him one more time, Qingluan thought silently in her heart.

Test? This is a test?

You seem to be very familiar with this!

Wang Chi remained silent, his spiritual power was exhausted. He sat on the big hand like a deflated ball, gasping for breath.

Qingluan gently stretched out her jade hands, and a stream of spiritual power flowed into Wang Chi's dantian (the Sea of ​​Bitterness) like a trickle of water. The sky above the originally dry Sea of ​​Bitterness was covered with dark clouds, and three-colored spiritual clouds reappeared, and some clouds could even drip spiritual rain.

The green hand gradually dissipated, and Wang Chi was pulled by Qingluan's spiritual power to the magic weapon, the fragrant silk, and then he flew towards Qingzhu Peak like a light flying bird.

Wang Chi's strength gradually recovered and he stood up with difficulty. At this moment, the headwind was blowing behind his head, wantonly lifting up Wang Chi's slightly curly hair.

Qingluan stood gracefully at the front of the fragrant silk wrapping, while the strong wind was like a pair of gentle hands, gently caressing her back. Her black hair fluttered like a waterfall, and her black dress clung to her body, showing off her enchanting curves to the fullest.

"Where are you going?" The wind was as strong as thunder, whistling past his ears. Wang Chi had to raise his voice and shout loudly.

Qingluan turned around, the previous charm on her face was gone, her smile was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, as calm as water: "Qingzhu Peak."

Wang Chi nodded slightly and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Along the way, the two were silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling in their ears.

Qingzhu Peak, one of the nine peaks of Tianji Sect, is as its name suggests. The whole mountain stands like a section of bamboo, towering into the clouds. There are few plants around the mountain, and only a little green at the "bamboo joints".

It is quite different at the top. There are dense bamboo forests everywhere, and a waterfall divides the peak into two. Although it is called a waterfall, it does not have the kind of rushing water like a waterfall. The water flows down closely along the cliff.

At the lowest point of the top, there are several bamboo houses scattered at the bottom of the waterfall and on both sides of the stream.

The two climbed to the top of the mountain and found themselves in a dense bamboo forest. The melodious sound of birds chirping could be heard in their ears, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, falling in the bamboo forest like golden sand.

I don’t know if it’s the change of seasons or other reasons, but the entire bamboo forest is slightly yellowish, but this does not diminish the vitality of this place at all. The small river next to it is gurgling, and occasionally a few fish poke their heads out mischievously.

"Pick a house. That and this one belong to your two senior sisters." Qingluan pointed at the two bamboo houses and said, "It's a pity that they are out on a mission, otherwise they would be very happy to see your little junior brother."

"Well, including me, Master, don't you have four disciples?" Wang Chi asked puzzledly.

Qingluan's expression dimmed instantly, as if she remembered her eldest disciple.

Seeing that Qingluan was in a bad mood, Wang Chi quickly changed the subject, "Master, where do you live?"

"Why, do you want to live with Master?" The gloom on Qingluan's face disappeared, and the charm surged to her cheeks again. She tilted her head playfully and asked with a smile.

Wang Chi: “…”

"Then I'll choose this one!" Wang Chi said, pointing to a bamboo house.

Wang Chi noticed that there was a bamboo house under the waterfall that was much larger than the others and the only one with two floors. There were also some flowers and plants planted outside the house. He guessed that was Qingluan's residence.

The room Wang Chi chose was far away from there, which made it convenient for him to practice "Ming Yue" in secret.

Although practicing "Dark Moon" is as difficult to detect as the divine consciousness, Wang Chi is still very happy to be able to stay away from the evil spirit Qingluan.

Qingluan nodded without any strange expression: "Well, you go and pack up first, I'll leave first."

"Wait, Master, are there any requirements or rules from Qingzhu Peak or your school?"

"Practice well!"

"Then can I make a request to the master?"

Qingluan showed a puzzled look.

"Master, don't do that again in the future..." Wang Chi lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

Qing Luan chuckled, naturally knowing what Wang Chi meant: "Silly boy, you're asking me for something. If I weren't so approachable, I would have killed you with one sword!"

"Understand?"

"Understand!"