Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the mystery!

"It's hard for you to go so far to catch fish, your hands are swollen..." Meng Hongyi said softly.

Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at his hands, but he didn't care about these things. He was a little surprised when Meng Hongyi mentioned it, "It's okay, it's just that I soaked in the water for a long time."

Meng Hongyi, who was at a loss for words for a while, smiled.

Few people put all their energy into practicing because of his words, but Qingxuan is an exception, an unexpected exception.

dong dong dong-

"Senior brother..."

The familiar voice came from outside the door, Meng Hongyi and Qingxuan responded at the same time, it was Jingci who came again.

What kind of moth do you want to fix?

Qingxuan frowned, walked to the door displeased and pushed it open, his tone was even more impatient, "What's the matter?"

Jing Ci, who was standing at the door, smiled, "It's nothing serious, but there have been frequent changes recently, and I think the Mysterious Fire Realm is about to reappear."

"Understood." Qingxuan's tone was indifferent, without any special reaction, he glanced at Jingci, his gaze already intended to drive away the guests.

The witty Jingci was not angry either, she patted her sleeves and turned to leave without saying a word, it seems that he came here... just to announce such a piece of news.

"What is the mysterious fire realm?" Meng Hongyi asked curiously.

In fact, just hearing the word "secret realm", he can already guess a thing or two. The sudden leap in strength of the protagonist in Xianxia novels is usually due to a great opportunity in the secret realm.

Qingxuan thought for a while, and then explained in a popular and easy-to-understand way, "Simply speaking, the Mystical Fire Secret Realm is an independent small world filled with mysterious fire, just like the small world we are in now. generally."

This explanation is basically consistent with what Meng Hongyi thought.

He nodded, and asked again: "Then what are the general mysterious fire secrets? Are there many magic weapons, spiritual weapons and exercises?!"

"Of course, the small world is full of spiritual energy, and it is very easy to nourish all kinds of natural treasures. The things you mentioned, as long as the chance is big enough, you can find them in the small world." Qingxuan said.

Meng Hongyi has only seen the secret realm with written descriptions in novels, but he has never experienced it himself. His curiosity burst out and he became interested in an instant, "So we will go too, right!? Otherwise...Mr. Jingci also I won’t come here on purpose to tell you.”

Qingxuan did not answer Meng Hongyi's question, but tilted his head to look at him, "Mr. Jingci? Where did this title come from?"

Now, Meng Hongyi was stopped by the question.

The title Master was blurted out subconsciously. What he feared the most was being asked why he didn't think about it. He thought about it carefully, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with his title.

"You helped me choose the exercises and taught me the basics of cultivation. Isn't that my master? If Jingci calls you junior, I should call him master." Meng Hongyi explained clearly.

But... Qingxuan was not satisfied.

He said commandingly: "The relationship between me and you is not the relationship between a master and an apprentice. From now on, you can't be called Mr. Jingci. This title is wrong."

Meng Hongyi was confused, "That's not the relationship between master and apprentice, what kind of relationship should it be?"

It can't be a brotherhood, can it? !

Meng Hongyi felt——a big man like Qingxuan who has lived for tens of thousands of years should not be willing to call a brat like him a brother.

Qingxuan put his hand on Meng Hongyi's head, and said in a gentle yet inexplicably tough tone, "You are my sword spirit, and we are family."

family relationship?

This made Meng Hongyi completely confused. He scratched his head and felt even more confused, "The family relationship is so complicated, so which one should we belong to?"

Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, he had always regarded Meng Hongyi as a family member, but in which kind of kinship relationship the specific categories belonged to, this was a question that he had never considered.

"It's not worth getting into. You just need to understand that our blood is thicker than water."

Meng Hongyi didn't understand why Qingxuan didn't make it clear, but he just said not to go into it, and he didn't dare to continue to ask persistently.

As soon as the topic changed, he asked another doubt, "Then how should I address the other two elders as a family member?"

"Just call the elder." Qingxuan said lightly.

Meng Hongyi asked again: "Would it be too kind to call the elders? What if they..."

Hearing this, Qingxuan suddenly lowered his head and stared at Meng Hongyi, with a threatening tone in his words, "Did you forget that Jingci wanted to throw you into the stove before? What do you want to do with them being so close?"

Qingxuan's sudden anger made Meng Hongyi a little scared, and he explained in a weak voice: "I just... just don't want the relationship between you and the other two elders to become rigid because of me."

"The relationship between me and the other two elders will not change because of you. Just focus on cultivation, and you don't have to worry about these things."

After listening to his explanation, Qingxuan's anger finally subsided a little.

"Understood, I won't meddle in my own business."

Meng Hongyi pursed his lips, he had some untimely grievances in his heart, and he could only bear it himself, he didn't dare to say it again, for fear of making Qingxuan unhappy.

"It's not meddling in other people's business." Qingxuan seemed to realize that what he just said was really inappropriate, he gently tugged Meng Hongyi's arm, but said nothing more.

Meng Hongyi still didn't understand the meaning of these words, he looked at Qingxuan with a blurred gaze, and then said after a pause: "What?"

Qingxuan coughed twice, "I don't think you're meddling in other people's business, it's just——you're such a little guy, there's really no need to worry about these things."

This time, Meng Hongyi understood.

Ben, who was still a little aggrieved and depressed, instantly felt that the world was illuminated, as if a strong light had shone into the dark night, lighting up all the gloom.

"I'm continuing to work hard!" Meng Hongyi was full of energy in an instant, sat down according to the posture Qingxuan taught him before, and practiced exercises step by step.

Seeing his expression, Qing Xuan smiled.

It was a completely undisguised smile, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth was enough to show his joy. I don't know when it started...Meng Hongyi became a person who can easily control Qingxuan's emotions.

Once he sinks into cultivation, Meng Hongyi will not be able to perceive anything outside.

Seeing that he was still in good cultivation condition, Qingxuan left the bed in peace, and instead of staring at him, he walked to the desk and picked up the book that was pressed at the bottom—Guide to the cultivation of the Cub Sword Spirit .

He stroked the yellowed and wrinkled pages of the book, and the rough texture reminded him of many past events.

This book... is different from other `Nan````Feng` books on the bookshelf. It was handed to him by Master Qingxuan before he participated in the Sword Spirit Competition.

"The sword spirit has been completed, and things should go smoothly in the future." Qingxuan supported his head, looked at Meng Hongyi who was practicing cross-legged not far away in a comfortable posture, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

He has read the book in front of him tens of thousands of times.

From the time he started preparing for the refining of the sword spirit, he would look through it almost every day, for fear that he would miss any details, or that a certain step would go wrong.

Fortunately, everything went as expected.

The existence of Meng Hongyi is the most satisfactory result of his tens of thousands of years of hard work, but—other disciples who don't know the situation don't understand.

This is a secret that belongs exclusively to Qingxuan and his master.

Qingxuan was recalling the past, when his hand flipping through the book casually stopped suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, and rushed out the door quickly.

After Meng Hongyi's practice was over, the moment he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Qingxuan was surrounding a big wooden barrel, and he didn't know what strange things he was studying.

"Are you going to take a bath?" Meng Hongyi looked at the steaming wooden barrel, and subconsciously asked this question. He was a little dazed after he just finished practicing, and he couldn't help but speak out of his head.

Although there is no one else in this Qingxuan Hall, but... it is indecent to take a bath in the hall, but anyone with some sense would not ask this question.

Meng Hongyi, who had come to his senses, suddenly realized this problem, and instantly felt extremely embarrassed.

"This is a medicine barrel, not for bathing, but for improving strength." Qingxuan explained, and kept throwing various medicinal materials into the wooden barrel.

Having said that, Meng Hongyi, who had read a few fairy tales, instantly understood again!

Isn't this so-called medicine barrel the kind of wooden barrel used to wash the marrow and refine the body in the novel? In essence, it is to soak the whole person in the potion to absorb the power of various medicinal materials, so as to achieve the effect of improving strength.

But—it's usually monks who just started to do this.

Qingxuan's cultivation is already a sign of great achievement, this medicine bucket probably won't be effective.

Meng Hongyi was thinking about it one after another.

Qingxuan, who dumped the medicine barrel, patted the ashes on his hands as if he was done, and looked at Meng Hongyi with a dull look, "Come on, don't just sit around."

"Huh?" Meng Hongyi didn't realize what Qingxuan meant, and after a few pauses, his thoughts became even more chaotic.

Although he's just a kid, it's probably inconvenient to make a bucket together!

Besides... from a distance, the bucket was not that big, so it would definitely be very crowded when two people squeezed together, and there would inevitably be a lot of physical contact.

Meng Hongyi blushed when he thought of that scene, and only shouted in his heart: It's not suitable, it's not suitable.

Standing in front of the barrel, Qingxuan stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and after confirming that the water temperature was just right, he walked straight towards Meng Hongyi, "Little kid, what are you thinking about when you're alone?"

"No... I just think it's a bit inconvenient, or should we make an appointment next time?"

Meng Hongyi didn't dare to speak too directly, the cold-faced Qingxuan always had an invisible oppressive force.

To him, it was like watching a lion behind glass in a zoo.

If he was not sure that he would not cause harm or threat to himself, he must have thought about running away the moment his eyes met.

"What's wrong with that?" Qing Xuan asked back, frowning.

Meng Hongyi licked his lips and bit his lips again, "It's just... this one person's wooden barrel. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for two people to enjoy it together."

"Two people? Where did two people enjoy it together?" Qingxuan finally realized the problem, and asked helplessly.

And now Meng Hongyi has completely realized it!

"So - this medicine barrel is prepared for me alone?" Meng Hongyi confirmed with some surprise.

"I have washed my marrow a long time ago. Now soaking in the medicine bucket is like taking a normal bath for me. It has no effect at all. Naturally, it is specially prepared for you." Qingxuan said.

Meng Hongyi nodded thoughtfully.

"Come to the bar, or the potency of the medicine may become weaker when the water gets cold later." Qingxuan urged, reaching out to help Meng Hongyi take off his clothes.