✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 26 ✨

"Master, what are you thinking?" Feng Jue couldn't see it and asked directly.

Ling Qingxuan said seriously: "You are still young, don't think about double cultivation for the time being, at least talk about it in the Jindan period."

She can't take care of the male protagonist, but her own disciple can still take care of it.

"Master, what are you thinking about, Master!" Feng Jue turned around and turned back, hesitatingly said, "Disciple won't think about that for the time being."

That's right. If you don't listen to your master, you will suffer in front of you.

When Qi Yuan's birthday began, the first 100 disciples who arrived at the venue were rewarded with gifts. Most of them were gadgets with spiritual energy, which could increase the speed of cultivation, but the time limit was relatively short.

Ling Qingxuan drank the fruit wine in front of her, and when she saw the happy expressions of the disciples, she thought that children are children, and they are easily satisfied.

They came late, naturally they didn't.

As the focus, Qi Yuan was dressed much more gorgeously than before, and she deliberately showed her fair and delicate skin, which attracted many male disciples' attention. She toasted Qi Qinzi and several elders one by one, and each of them would give her a precious gift. one's gift.

The door owner's gift is a very delicate dagger, which can not only resist a huge attack, but also make the person stabbed without resistance.

When the disciples saw it, their eyes were full of envy. When will they be able to get the appreciation of the sect master like Qi Yuan.

The gifts from the four elders of Tiandi and Xuanhuang were secret books and medicinal pills, and when Qi Yuan walked in front of Ling Qingxuan, she smiled and said, "Junior Brother Feng didn't get the gift, it's a pity, Senior Sister will give it to you later. "

The disciples of the other elders have all received it. They must have arrived early. Ling Qingxuan and Feng Jue were too negligent, as if they did not take her seriously at all.

She just meant to embarrass them.

Sitting next to Ling Qingxuan, Feng Jue still remembered Qi Yuan's eyes avoiding that day, but she did give herself the opportunity to come here, so she didn't treat her coldly on the spot.

"Thank you teacher..."

"My Xuanqingfeng has a lot of things like this, so you should keep it for yourself." Ling Qingxuan took out a branch without hesitation, "This is the spirit fruit tree I found in previous years, wait for you to plant it patiently, There will be spiritual fruit."

Qi Yuan, who received the branch, was stunned.

For such a grand birthday party, she, Ling Qingxuan, gave a branch? It's not an insult whatsoever!

"That branch can actually bear spiritual fruit! It's amazing. I heard that spiritual fruit is hard to find. Elder Ling is so generous."

"Ah, I also want that spirit fruit, but this spirit fruit tree is not easy to grow. Is Elder Ling testing Senior Sister Qi Yuan?"

"Senior Sister Qi Yuan is so powerful, she is the best among our young disciples, this cultivation is definitely not a problem."

Others couldn't see it, but Feng Jue could see it clearly. Qi Yuan's face was blushing and blushing. She didn't look happy at all. Against everyone's gaze, she reached out and took it, "Thank you, Elder Ling!"

"No thanks, you plant this thing well, if you don't plant it well, it's your own fault."

Qi Yuanzhen couldn't stay for a moment. Just when she turned around, Ling Qingxuan said again: "Tomorrow is the birthday of this disciple who closed the door. Anyone who congratulates on reaching the peak will be presented with a secret book and a spiritual fruit."

Saying that, she took out a spirit fruit from somewhere and put it in Feng Jue's hand, "Don't drink this wine, it's not good for cultivation, eat the spirit fruit."

Feng Jue covered the spiritual fruit and felt the fiery gazes around him. He slightly bent his eyes, "Thank you, Master."

He didn't know the exact day of her birthday, and he wanted to wait and ask later, but he didn't expect that it would be tomorrow.

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 27 ✨

"Ah! She did it on purpose!" Qi Yuan was still wearing those beautiful clothes, but at the moment she was covered with smashed pastries.

The tea utensils on the table were all thrown to the ground, and after a long while there was a sound outside the door, Qi Yuan quickly adjusted her face and opened the door to go out.

"Master." Seeing Qi Qinzi outside the door, she hurriedly complained, "Today, Elder Ling deliberately humiliated me and gave me a branch, but said that giving each disciple a spiritual fruit is still on my birthday, Master, I am Isn't that what angered Elder Ling?"

She is so pear blossoms with rain, Qi Qinzi, as her uncle, is also distressed, and hurriedly wipes her tears, "Yuaner, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. There are countless treasures in Qingxuan's hands, you can fight with her. It's better to make her love you, the last time you went out to practice and guide, I'm afraid she has alienated you even more."

Qi Yuan gritted her teeth fiercely, "She stays in Qiankun Sect all the year round. Those treasures are probably from Qiankun Sect. Don't be fooled by her, uncle, be careful to be hollowed out by her."

"Uncle, I'm also thinking for the sake of Qiankun Sect. Now she's almost covering the sky with one hand. The disciples in this sect respect her more than you do."

Qi Qinzi frowned, slightly unhappy.

Qi Yuan was afraid that he would be angry and think too much, so she sobbed and apologized, "Okay, I know, I will try to please her. As the princess of the dynasty, the future heir of Qiankun Sect, I have to go to someone who won't let you go. In the eyes of the elders to please, but as long as it is what you want, uncle, I…”

"Enough." Qi Qinzi's face turned blue, "Who said that you want to please her, you can do it on your own, don't let yourself be wronged, and clean up yourself."

"Yes."

Ling Qingxuan and Feng Jue returned to Xuanqing Hall with their swords. Just as they landed, Feng Jue asked, "Master, that branch you gave to Senior Sister Qi Yuan..."

He was very familiar with it, it was the branch that Ling Qingxuan was playing with when he had something to do with it. He saw with his own eyes that what she picked up on the ground was not a branch of Lingguo at all.

It's not good to dismantle it like this, so he changed the subject, "Master, don't you like Senior Sister Qi Yuan?"

Who likes their enemies.

Ling Qingxuan made no secret of it, "I don't like it."

Then...then he will pay more attention in the future and won't have any interaction with Qi Yuan again.

"Master, is tomorrow your birthday?"

"Well." If I remember correctly, the original owner seems to be the birthday of this day.

Feng Jue asked her for leave, "Master, can I go down the mountain?"

"What are you going to do?" Isn't it bad to stay on the mountain to cultivate? What if you encounter a demon and instigate you to enter a demon!

Feng Jue didn't say anything, it was useless for her to ask, so she simply agreed.

Seeing her consent, Feng Jue breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go first, Master will wait for me at home."

Ling Qingxuan touched his nose, the little guy really took over here.

[Host, it is strongly recommended that you follow along. 】

Are you letting this seat follow you like a dartmaster?

[This time down the mountain, Feng Jue will meet his parents, and there is a high chance that he will be sold to the Magic Dao organization. 】

Is it still time for me to stop him from going down the mountain now?

It's just the next mountain, how can there be so many plots!

Ling Qingxuan refused, but in order to prevent the blackening value from covering the favorability value, he had to leave.

"Where does Qingxuan want to go?"

It's a pity that someone just blocked her way, Qi Qinzi looked at her seriously, "You have treasures in your hand, why don't you leave them in the storeroom in the door?"

Aya Qingxuan stretched out his hand to hold the sword.

Don't you see what's going on in this seat now?

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 28 ✨

The liveliness of the street, Feng Jue hadn't seen him for a long time, or this time was so comfortable that he almost forgot what happened before.

"Treasurer, do you have a crystal flower hairpin?" Feng Jue had seen such a style before, and felt that it matched Ling Qingxuan's temperament well, but he searched several jewelry stores, but couldn't find it.

The shopkeeper was well-informed and saw that he was wearing simple clothes, but he was extraordinary, so he took out the crystal flower hairpin from the store.

There are good and bad hairpins made of this material, and Feng Jue liked the most expensive one.

"Fifty taels of silver?" Feng Jue touched his shriveled purse. There were only a few taels left in the jade pendant he sold before, but seeing the cheap style next to him, he didn't want to take this to Ling Qingxuan. It's a birthday present for Master, so it has to be decent.

"Treasurer, can I take credit?"

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head, "This store does not accept credit."

Seeing his reluctance, the shopkeeper said again, "If you can't get so much money, you can exchange it for something."

"This sword is not bad."

Qiankun Sect has a matching sword for each person, which is really good for ordinary people.

Feng Jue finally refused to use the sword in exchange, and bought the original body of Jinghua with all the money on his body, and planned to go back and carve it by himself.

But I didn't want to meet my parents who were kicked out when I passed by the casino.

"You little bastard!" His father gasped. Seeing that he looked like a man, he wanted to hold him down, but when he got to him, he was quickly thrown to the side, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"You unfilial son! You actually beat your father! Your wings are hard, right!" His mother hurriedly helped the man up, scolding bad words in her mouth.

After Feng Jue disappeared last time, they went to search for him as usual, but found that this time he really let him run away, and no one could be seen. They gave up after searching for a month. They didn't want to meet him here. After this opportunity, I happened to pay off my debts, so I could sell him easily.

But he seems to have become different from before, and he can't even get close.

The man took out the whip he was wearing, and he didn't dare to be cruel to others, but he dared to speak ill of him, "Where did the little **** come from, I won't teach you a good lesson!"

Seeing the whip, Feng Jue remembered the days when he was beaten every day, and his pupils shrank, but he didn't hide.

He got down on one knee, shook his head, and the whip was smeared with medicine.

His vision was blurred, and the man hurriedly stepped forward to patch him up, kicked him over, and paid no attention to the accusations of the audience around him, "I'm disciplined by my son, Laozi, what are you talking about, then I'll beat you again!"

Feng Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, biting his tongue, trying to wake himself up. He had studied for so long, but he still couldn't overcome the shadow in his heart. If it fell into their hands, he would inevitably be sold. Where was he sold, did he not even see his master?

His teeth were biting his lip, and his skin was already broken. He held the sword and made a stroke to his thigh. Now he was a lot more awake. He tried his best to hold up and raised his sword to look at his mother and father who had no heart.

"Come here again and kill you!"

If he kills his father and kills his mother, if he is known by the Qiankun Sect, he will definitely be kicked out.

Just hurry up, but he doesn't want to leave her, he doesn't want to leave the master.

"Little brat, I see how long you can hold on!" The man approached with the whip, not putting his words in his ears.

Feng Jue raised his sword, his heart full of desolation, he could not see clearly, and he could not see clearly in front of him.

"Just leave for a while, why are you covered in injuries?" A slightly disgusting tone sounded behind him, and Feng Jue finally couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

[Villain Feng Jue's favor +5. 】

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 29 ✨

"Ah! Immortal! This is immortal, she just fell from the sky!"

"I actually saw an immortal in my lifetime, I must be dreaming, pinch me!"

Ignoring those people, Ling Qingxuan caught Feng Jue's body and frowned as she watched the blood dripping from him.

"Who are you, pretend to be a ghost, and return your son to us!"

The man wanted to go forward, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Is he your son?" The icy gaze was placed on them, and he felt a chill in his neck. This woman's deterrent power is so strong!

The two kept their spirits high, "Yes, let go quickly, don't think that you are a woman, so I won't dare to hit you!"

Ling Qingxuan picked up Feng Jue and looked indifferent, "I'm sorry, he belongs to me, you have mistaken someone, if you trouble him again next time..."

Before he finished speaking, with a warning sign, the whip in the man's hand instantly turned to dust.

He was so frightened that he quickly clapped his hands, for fear that his hand would disappear in an instant.

"No, I don't dare, we won't bother him anymore, please, please let us go." They wanted to let out a few words to let go of their horses and run again, but found that their bodies couldn't move, and they couldn't at all. escape from this woman's grasp.

"It's good to know each other." Ling Qingxuan floated on the sword and stared at the two of them, "Remember what I said."

Even though her figure was getting farther and farther away, the hearts of the two of them were getting colder and colder, like ice, and the people from the casino rushed out and held them both.

On the spirit sword, Feng Jue's consciousness was already half awake. He clutched Ling Qingxuan's waist tightly, remembering the sentence 'He is mine' just now, his chest seemed to be filled with something.

Raising his eyes slightly, he saw the woman's flawless face, her crystal clear skin, and it was like a ray of light pouring into his heart.

Ling Qingxuan took him back to the Xuanqing Hall, first used medicinal pills to untie him, and then raised his hand and tore his trousers.

"Master!" Feng Jue's strength had not yet returned, and even if he shouted, it became a soft, muffled voice without any momentum.

"Medicine."

The little guy's heart is quite ruthless, and he can actually start with himself.

The torn part of the thigh revealed the light-skinned muscles of the man. Seeing the scratch, Ling Qingxuan stretched out his hand to look up, but Feng Jue hurriedly avoided the pain.

"Master, I can apply the medicine myself, I will do this myself!"

Going up, you can see the hidden parts, Feng Jue blushed, took the medicine with her back to Ling Qingxuan to clean up.

There was coldness on his cheeks, but Feng Jue felt a tingling sensation that spread downward.

"Your face is also hurt." How can you pinch your face when you are injured? She has no face to pinch these days!

[…] I never thought that my host would actually have this hobby.

Ling Qingxuan took the medicine and wiped his face, moving his fingertips over and over again, Feng Jue's breath became heavy, and even sweat came out from his body.

This seat is really caring, why doesn't he feel good about it?

[Currently, the villain's favorability has reached 85, and the more difficult it gets to the end, come on, host! 】

'hiss-'

Feng Jue relaxed, the pain in her leg couldn't hold back her voice, and when she met Ling Qingxuan's pale eyes, he immediately returned to his senses and adjusted his breathing, otherwise he would look at her face again.

"This seat will always be by your side, you don't have to be afraid of those." Ling Qingxuan suddenly said, referring to Feng Jue's psychological obstacles when facing his parents.

Feng Jue needed time to sort out. He nodded vigorously, thinking of that embrace involuntarily.

After taking the medicine, Ling Qingxuan left, and Feng Jue took care of the injury on her leg and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, his entire face was covered with crimson. He covered his head, and the sweetness in the dream hit his mind over and over again.

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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 30 ✨

There is only one master bedroom in Xuanqing Hall. Ling Qingxuan has never been cleaned up in other rooms. Feng Jue is diligent in his practice and has not paid attention to this, so they have been resting in the spacious room together.

When Feng Jue was sick and rested, Ling Qingxuan went to stay in the hammock outside. She didn't remember when she fell asleep.

Feng Jue finished the bed and saw the woman with fluttering clothes lying quietly on the hammock outside.

He walked over lightly and softly shouted, "Master?"

There was only the woman's shallow breathing in the wind, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand nervously and put it gently on her face.

Smooth, icy, is it too cold outside?

He had to hold her hand in an inch, and his heart was about to explode.

One cold, one hot.

He stared at her quietly for a while, then picked her up bravely.

She used to carry or hold her on his back. He didn't know her weight. Now he was holding her in his arms. It was as light as a goose feather. It was like the most cherished thing. Feng Jue carefully put her into the big room in the bedroom. bed.

"Um...hard..."

The placed body shrunk into a ball. Ling Qingxuan always thought that the bed was too hard to sleep. Feng Jue suddenly realized that, blushing, he stretched out his hand to change her position, but the hand he stretched out could not come back. He was pulled under the woman. as a soft mattress.

"call……"

Finally feeling a little more comfortable, Ling Qingxuan lay on top of him, and after rubbing a few times, there was no movement.

He didn't dare to take a breath, Feng Jue was suffocated to death by himself, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and Ling Qingxuan had just rubbed against him!

This time, not only is the heart going to burst, but even the head is going to be broken.

In this silent space, he felt his heartbeat beating like thunder drums, and he could not wait to cover Ling Qingxuan's ears.

He was actually on his master's bed, and he was still pressed under him. Even though he knew that this was Master's unconscious move, when he thought of her kindness to him during this time, his heart seemed to turn into a puddle of water, and his whole The heart is filled.

His hands and feet fixed Ling Qingxuan, preventing her from falling on the bed again.