Master, he is not as good as he looks

"Have you heard? Immortal Venerable recently accepted a disciple."

"Isn't the Immortal Venerable never accepting disciples? Why did he accept him suddenly, but I heard that that person is still a mortal who knows nothing."

"Mortal? How could this be?"

This is what Mo Linyuan heard the most recently. Three days ago, his master picked him up unconscious outside Penglai. For some unknown reason, he brought him back to Penglai and accepted him as a disciple.

Regarding these gossip, the master only told him not to think too much, but as the person involved, he also wanted to know the reason?

"Ah Yuan, come in." Chu Qingluan naturally heard these gossips, but there were so many Penglai disciples, he couldn't control them even if he wanted to.

"What's the Master's order?"

Mo Linyuan pushed open Chu Qingluan's door and walked in. What caught his eyes was the master in white clothes sitting on the couch, holding the teacup with his slender fingers, lightly sniffed the smell in the teacup, and then took another half sip. A pair of peach blossom eyes, and a pale pink tear mole beside the corner of the eyes, added a bit of strange "charm".

"You should study this introductory mind first, and if you don't understand anything, come and ask me as a teacher." Chu Qingluan put down the cup, and handed the book on the side to Mo Linyuan.

"Yes, thank you, Master." Mo Linyuan came back to his senses, and thought to himself, how could he be so rebellious that he was stunned by Master.

He took over the idea and moved his lips, but he didn't know how to speak, so he had to give up.

"You want to ask me why I accept you as my disciple?" Chu Qingluan understood that Mo Linyuan was a mortal who knew nothing in the eyes of others.

"Yes, master, just don't dislike the disciple." Mo Linyuan lowered his head, he never thought that he would worship Penglai one day, let alone have a master.

Chu Qingluan shook her head. "How could Master despise you? As for the reason, I will know later. Now you should study hard to understand the mind, and don't be influenced by others."

"Yes." Mo Linyuan nodded, he shouldn't take those people's gossip to heart, and now that the master has said so, he shouldn't even more.

And now the master only has himself as a disciple.

"You go down first, I'll go down to your Master Luo's place, after all, it's not good to gossip too much, you can concentrate on your cultivation." Chu Qingluan waved her hand, signaling Mo Linyuan to go down.

He has never recruited disciples before, and Mo Linyuan is the first and only one. When he went out to Penglai for something, he saw Mo Linyuan lying on the ground weakly. Mo Linyuan actually has a powerful spiritual root in his body, which is a good material for cultivating immortals, so he took him into his sect.

Chu Qingluan took two plants of fairy grass and went out. He has a senior brother, a senior brother, Xia Yangchen, who has been training soldiers since he was a child, and Luo Baitan, who has studied medicine since he was a child, and is even more obsessed with alchemy and saving lives. .

"Junior brother, what pills are you practicing recently?" Chu Qingluan raised her eyebrows, put the two fairy grasses she brought over on the table, walked into the pills and smelled them, "It smells refreshing, and there is a faint fragrance."

"Guess what kind of elixir it is for?" Luo Baitan was not polite, accepted the herbal medicine that Chu Qingluan brought over, and picked up one of the elixir from the side.

When Chu Qingluan heard this, she quickly waved her hands. "I can't guess it. Besides, I'm not an alchemist. How can I know what it's for after smelling it?"

"This elixir is Zhenxin elixir. People who eat this elixir cannot tell lies. But I don't know how the medicine will work. Find someone to try it."

"Don't mess around." Chu Qingluan knew that he would not randomly arrest someone to test the medicine, and those were just talking.

Luo Baitan put down the elixir, shook his head and laughed, and then asked aloud: "I heard that you have taken in a disciple, or is it a mortal?"

"It's not a mortal, his spiritual root is very powerful, and he is a rare talent for cultivating immortals."

"Oh, that senior brother is here today to beg for a pill for your disciple."

"Just feel it, it's good to know it, don't say it!" Chu Qingluan smiled, and the mole at the corner of her eye became more conspicuous.

"Understood." Luo Baitan smiled for a long time, then turned into the inner room, rummaged through the box for a long time, and when he came out, he could not hold the pill in his hand.

It was the first time that Chu Qingluan saw that her junior was so willing, and she didn't refuse. She just put it away and turned to leave.

Seeing that Chu Qingluan was about to leave, Luo Baitan hurriedly shouted, "Brother is really cruel, he took so many pills from me and didn't even chat with me."

Chu Qingluan just smiled, the junior brother's pill is really good, and it is indeed helpful to Mo Linyuan, but he doesn't want to spend a day and night chatting with this junior brother about the pill here.

"However, it's not that you never accept apprentices. According to your temperament, even if Mo Linyuan has a powerful spiritual root, you will not easily accept him as an apprentice, unless he has other secrets?" The senior brother took in an apprentice, and he was shocked for a long time.

It's hard for Chu Qingluan to say about this matter, after all, it's just a guess, if it's what he thinks, then Mo Linyuan's spiritual power can be abolished, and he can be kept by his side.

Luo Baitan saw that Chu Qingluan didn't speak, so he didn't ask anymore, so he hid aside and practiced the pill again.

Chu Qingluan looked at the pill bottle in his hand, hoping it wasn't what he thought.Ever since he rescued Mo Linyuan, he knew that Mo Linyuan was not just an ordinary person.

Mo Linyuan, who is not an ordinary person, is sitting on the back hill looking at the heart method given by his master. He has lived among beggars since he was a child, and never thought that one day he would worship Master Penglai as his teacher. I have been convinced by several lifetimes of cultivation.

He must practice hard to repay Master's unwavering grace.

"Mo Linyuan?" The sudden voice behind him brought Mo Linyuan back to his senses.

Mo Linyuan turned his head and glanced. This person was Master's senior brother Xia Yangchen.

"Master."

Xia Yangchen stared at Mo Linyuan for a long time. His qualifications were mediocre, he was indeed an ordinary person, but he didn't know what the spiritual root was, and when he was about to reach out to explore, he was stopped by Chu Qingluan who rushed over.

"Senior brother, why did you come to Houshan?" Chu Qingluan grabbed Xia Yangchen's hand.

Xia Yangchen's spiritual power is not low, if he is allowed to discover Mo Linyuan's special identity, then Mo Linyuan will undoubtedly die.

"Nothing to do, I just happened to meet you, a new apprentice." Xia Yangchen smiled and withdrew his hand. "A few days ago, I took away a treasured sword. Seeing that you don't have a magic weapon at your fingertips, I'll ask Sang Tong to bring it to you later."

"Thank you, senior brother." Chu Qingluan thanked, and left the back mountain with Mo Linyuan.

Everyone in Penglai knew that Chu Qingluan and senior brother Xia Yangchen had never been on good terms, but Xia Yangchen's spiritual power was not as high as Chu Qingluan's, so the position of Penglai Immortal Venerable belonged to Chu Qingluan.

"Master, disciple..." Mo Linyuan saw clearly just now, Xia Yangchen wanted to test him, but was stopped by Chu Qingluan.

"There is no need to ask too much, as long as you practice hard, there will be a trial in two months, and as my disciple, you can only win."

"Yes, Master."

Early the next morning, Mo Linyuan went to the back mountain to practice. It took him only one night to understand the mind. Last night, Xia Yangchen's big disciple Sang Tong sent him the sword in his mouth again. Unfortunately, In Chu Qingluan's eyes, it was a piece of scrap metal.

The sword given to him by his master was taken out from the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Although it was not an ultimate weapon, it was enough for him.

"Step up and wear the sword, sit on the plate and spread your arms."

As soon as Mo Linyuan heard it, he immediately practiced the formula.

"Turn around, pick up the sword and close your feet"

"Independent Anti-stab Sword"

Mo Linyuan stopped when Chu Qingluan nodded, put the sword behind his back, and walked towards Chu Qingluan.

"The disciple has seen the master."

Chu Qingluan nodded, and took out a handkerchief from her bosom to wipe the sweat from Mo Linyuan's forehead. "Well, you are very smart and have a good comprehension."

The handkerchief exuded a slight fragrance, similar to the one on the master. Chu Qingluan held the handkerchief in one hand to wipe his sweat, and put the other hand behind his back. The white clothes set him off high, and Mo Linyuan had a feeling of wanting to put The feeling he pulled down.

Then Mo Linyuan shook his head mockingly, what was he thinking?It must be too tired to practice swords, and why did you pull the master down instead of practicing hard and standing with the master?

"A Yuan?"

It was only after Chu Qingluan's shout that Mo Linyuan came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking? Your mind is wandering." Chu Qingluan smiled, put the handkerchief back around her waist, and helped Mo Linyuan to straighten the flying hair.

"Master..." Mo Linyuan took two steps back, his heart beating faster and faster, he quickly lowered his head and stopped looking at Chu Qingluan.

Chu Qingluan saw Mo Linyuan's blushing face suddenly, knowing that he was embarrassed, so she also withdrew her hand.

"It's getting late, let's go eat something first."

Chu Qingluan doesn't need to eat, bigu is enough, but Mo Linyuan can't, not to mention that Mo Linyuan has not practiced bigu yet, but his physique can't help but eat, so I accept it from Chu Qingluan. After he became a disciple, the two ate and drank together.

"Yes, master." Mo Linyuan walked behind Chu Qingluan, the master was taller than him, for some reason, seeing the master from behind, he seemed a little weak.

"I'll teach you how to fly with the sword in the evening, have you taken the elixir given by your uncle?"

"My disciple has eaten it. I ate it last night and practiced it together with my mind." Mo Linyuan replied truthfully, the pill that Luo Baitan practiced really helped him a lot.

"Well, you have to practice step by step, and you must not rush for success." Chu Qingluan brought Mo Linyuan to his courtyard, and several disciples served the prepared meals before retreating.

"Master, let the disciples cook in the future!" Mo Linyuan looked at the table of small dishes in front of him, which was not too rich.

"You know how?" Chu Qingluan never thought that Mo Linyuan could cook.

Mo Linyuan smiled and raised his eyes, "When the disciple is in the world, he also lives alone."

The implication is that he has lived alone for so many years, so he naturally knows how to cook.

Chu Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and laughed: "That's fine, I'll tell them not to come, and you can cook the meals in the future, but you can't neglect your cultivation."

"Yes, Master."