On this day, Yunhua led He Ziming to a secret realm full of smoke and celestial artifacts. There was also a spiritual spring in the secret realm. It looks like a fairyland.
"Master, is this?" He Ziming asked Yunhua inexplicably when he entered the secret realm.
Yun Hua glanced at him indifferently, and only said: "You and follow me first."
He Ziming has always been very fond of Yunhua, and when he heard this, he immediately did not want to follow in Yunhua's footsteps.
"Take off your clothes." Yun Hua led him to Lingquan, and said something simple and concise.
He Ziming looked at him but felt a little embarrassed: "This?"
Although the two are mentors and apprentices, it is not a big deal to meet frankly as men. But it may be that He Ziming has had too many relationships with the same sex in the past world. Now a big man asks him to undress. Even if he knows that the other party is a monk who is only one step away from becoming immortal, he will inevitably feel a little ashamed...
"Here?" He was still struggling.
Yunhua gave him a very affirmative answer: "Yes."
The teacher’s order is difficult, if the original owner would not disobey the teacher’s order, he was thinking too much, thinking too badly...
"Oh well."
He Ziming hesitated, still very obediently listening to Yunhua's words, untied his robes, and removed all the clothes he was wearing until he revealed that he was white and slender, and was too thin. , But there is no lack of strength, very typical of the body of a monk.
Yun Hua didn't say a word, and stared at He Ziming's white and skinny back and the opponent's straight buttocks for a long time.
Seeing He Ziming's scalp numb, he couldn't help but asked embarrassedly: "Master, is this all right?"
He still has the underpants on him, but he doesn't know whether he should continue to take them off.
"It's okay." Yun Hua stared at He Ziming's hip curve for a long time, until he saw that his eyes darkened and his Adam's apple moved, before he forced himself to withdraw his gaze, Feng Qingyun said as if nothing had happened.
After he finished speaking, he pointed to Lingquan beside him, and instructed He Ziming: "Go down."
Although the other party was Gu Changming’s master, he was sincerely sincere in front of another person for so long. Although he was not completely naked, it really made He Ziming feel a little embarrassed. Upon hearing Yunhua’s words, He Ziming was immediately pardoned. The water plunged into the water suddenly.
Lingquan water is not an extraordinary product, it looks obviously warm. He Ziming had just gone but was almost cooked so hot that he wanted to stand up.
At this moment, a pair of generous palms stretched out from nowhere, and with a strong attitude, He Ziming, who wanted to stand up, was pressed back into the Lingquan again.
He Ziming came back to his senses, only to realize that Yunhua had also fallen into the water sometime, and a pair of powerful hands were forcibly hugging his waist, leaving him in the spirit spring.
His skin touched the palm of his teacher, which made He Ziming feel excited.
"Master?" He twisted uncomfortably.
However, Yunhua stubbornly pulled his body over: "Don't move!"
He Ziming didn't dare to move anymore, but he always felt a little weird.
Gu Changming regards Yunhua like a master like a father.
The feeling of being held by Yunhua in this way made He Ziming feel too strange. This feeling seemed to make him feel as if he was entangled and stared at by a snake, and his hair was extremely horrified.
He shook his head, and felt that his thoughts were too abnormal. So he cleared such unrealistic thoughts from his mind.
"I'm almost becoming the Demon King. It seems that in this world, I have to let the system find a few Qingxin Pills for myself to eat." He Ziming muttered to himself in his heart.
"I found this spiritual spring by accident. It's a good thing. It's a lot of bubbles. For a monk who has a sluggish cultivation base like you, it is good for practicing. It may be a little painful when you first enter the water, but you gradually get used to it. It's gone." Yunhua's tone was light and windy, cold and frosty, but his eyes looked at He Ziming as if the heat of Lingquan had become hot and hot.
He Ziming accepted this explanation: "I understand, Master."
So he cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind, forced himself to ignore Yunhua's hand still on his waist, and began to force himself to accept the feeling of adapting to the hot spring water.
Yunhua watched He Ziming flushed red from the pain caused by the heat of the spiritual spring, and because of the pain caused by the spring water, his face was slightly distorted, painful, and weeping, and his heart moved. Very attractive.
Lead the qi into the body and lead the qi into the body. "Yunhua had seen enough of the embarrassment that his little apprentice had caused because of the pain, and only then did he remember his responsibilities as a master, and he said to guide He Ziming to practice in the spiritual spring.
He Ziming was soaked in the spring water and trembling with pain. He didn't notice anything else. He heard Yunhua's voice very clearly. Subconsciously, he drew the spiritual energy from the spring in the spring according to what the other party had said, and started to practice.
Even Yunhua's palm is on his back, nostalgic back and forth on the waistline, rubbing... He doesn't know anything.
Well, the taste of the skin is as good as his own.
Yun Hua thought like this in his heart, but on the face he still fulfilled his duty as a teacher, saying: "Hold Yuan Shouyi."
He Ziming obediently followed Yunhua’s words, and gradually the tingling and burning sensation brought to him by this spiritual spring gradually weakened until it disappeared, and his body could gradually feel the real temperature of the spiritual spring. And his dantian, body, and veins gradually filled with a weak warm current.
That is aura.
He Ziming was very clear in his heart.
Gradually, he was able to feel the benefits that this spiritual spring brought him, and began to operate his spiritual energy in the spiritual spring according to the method Yunhua described, and began to practice.
After a week, he really benefited a lot.
After all the aura he had obtained from the spirit spring turned into his own, the sky in the secret realm had gradually dimmed.
Seeing that He Ziming's spiritual consciousness has gradually returned to Yunhua, when even letting go of his nostalgic hand on his waist, Feng Qingyun said calmly, "Okay, it's not early. It's a matter of practicing. It will take a long time to see the results, and we must not be rushed. Let’s stop here today."
"Yes, Master." He Ziming was omnipotent to what Yunhua said.
When even the obedient person left Lingquan, he put on the clothes he took off on the bank. At the moment when he got his clothes on, He Ziming seemed to feel that his embarrassment disappeared all at once, and he returned with a sense of security.
With some regret, Yunhua watched him put on his clothes, and calmly withdrew his gaze, saying: "We won't go back tonight. Feel free to find a place in this secret realm to relax first."
"good."
The two masters and apprentices found a cave in the secret realm at random that night, and lay down side by side, listening to Yunhua's undulating and even breathing, He Ziming felt a little nervous, and thought he might not fall asleep so quickly.
But maybe because of the day's practice, he felt that he was very tired...
After a while, he fell asleep in disregard of his image.
Listening to his steady breathing, Yunhua watched him in the dark for a long time, but suddenly got up, sat on the edge of the stone bed made with magic techniques, and looked at him with an unfathomable expression on his face. he.
"Gu Changming, Gu Changming, are you still awake?" After a long time, he blew out a breath of mist at He Ziming, and asked He Ziming in his sleep like this.
He Ziming replied in a daze in his sleep: "... Hmm."
"Do you remember who you are?"
Yunhua used magic tricks in his dream. Fortunately, the system turned on the automatic response mode belonging to the original owner for He Ziming in sleep mode.
"I am the abandoned baby picked up by Master, the chief disciple of the Fuyao Sect."
"Who is your master?" Yunhua asked again.
He Ziming knows everything is endless: "Elder Fuyao Holding the Sword—Mr. Yunhua."
"Then... Why do you secretly help Nie Yao and take care of him?" Yun Hua fixedly looked at him, and finally asked the question he most wanted to ask.
He Ziming didn't hear a response for a long time.
Yun Hua bewitched his voice to the extreme, "Tell me, why?"
"I think he is very pitiful..." Mother, the system felt that in order for the host to sleep well, it would be difficult for the baby to be broken.
"You sympathize with him? Do you know his life experience?" Yun Hua asked again.
"knowledge."
Yunhua touched He Ziming's cheek lightly, and his movements were very gentle: "Then why don't you let him know that you are helping you? You want to target him on the bright side?"
This is his most perplexing question.
Once again, He Ziming did not respond to Yunhua for a long time.
"Tell me, good boy..." Yunhua's movement of touching his cheek became more gentle.
Under his bewilderment, He Ziming in his sleep gave the answer: "...because, only by doing this can I really help him in the future, change him, and also change our Fuyao's destiny."
"So, even if he hates you, don't you care if he treats you as a wicked person?" Yunhua asked.
"Yes."
Yun Hua raised her lips mockingly, not knowing whether it was praise or derogation, and exclaimed, "You are so kind."
"Then what kind of person your master Yunhua is, do you know?" He was curious how much He Ziming knew about Nie Yao's life experience.
He Ziming answered very quickly this time: "I know..."
"Oh, then what kind of person is he?"
He Ziming said: "My master has a noble character, Ji Yueguang and wind, and is a fairy-like character. He is a well-deserved sword master, the first person to cultivate swordsmanship in the world..."
"He is so good in your heart?"
"I admire my master. It is my life's desire to be the same as the master." He replied sincerely.
Yunhua sneered: "Heh~"
He Ziming has benefited from following Rumu's master's practice every day, and even his cultivation level has been advancing by leaps and bounds.
The relationship between them is getting closer, like a teacher and a student, but also like a good friend. It is really a mode of getting along with He Ziming's pleasure.
Such days make He Ziming live a very comfortable and comfortable life. The only flaw in the beauty is that his spiritual pet Little Black Snake hasn't returned yet, which makes He Ziming, who raised his spirit pet for the first time, thinks he is quite predestined with it, extremely misses him.
"What's the matter, Chang Ming?" Yun Hua asked immediately when he saw him distracted.
He Ziming shook his head, looking at the bamboo basket where the little black snake slept in his house, but lost: "It's nothing, but my little black snake hasn't come back yet, and I don't know how it is out now."
He was worried that the stupid snake, who was so miserable the first time he saw him, would have an accident outside.
In this way, the original owner will not talk to the master if he reveals his emotions more personally. The only way for them to talk is to practice. But He Ziming is now a teacher and friend with Yunhua.
"Little black snake?" Yun Hua raised his eyebrows, seemingly puzzled.
He Ziming then remembered that Master might have not seen his little black snake, and immediately explained to Yunhua: "It was a little black snake I picked up by accident. It was so long and so thick. I saved it. I wanted to release it, but it came back on its own, three times, three full times, and I just raised it like this."
"Who knows, now it is gone again." He Ziming was very disappointed when he mentioned the disappearance of the little black snake: "It used to go out to search for food by itself, and it never came back for more than half a month, but now it has a total of three. Haven't come back for many months."
"I'm very worried that something will happen to it." He Ziming said and searched it again with soul searching.
But the result is still the same. He couldn't find any news about his little black snake, and he didn't know where it went.
Yun Hua's eyes darkened, as if a smile was not a smile, but he tried to comfort him: "The snake raised by Changming must be a rare spiritual pet. It will definitely protect himself from danger and be safe and sound."
"It is neither a spirit beast, nor a monster..." He Ziming is still very worried: "It's just an ordinary snake with no aura."
If the spirit beast and monster beast were lost, he wouldn't worry about that.
"It's just an ordinary snake with no aura?" Yunhua repeated He Ziming's words, and then asked curiously: "Since this is the case, why does Changming raise such a snake?"
"No, let's do it." Yunhua asked tentatively: "My teacher knows that there are many rare spirit beasts on the side of Xiqi Mountain. Since your snake is just a common snake, then if you lose it, you will lose it. If your teacher finds a real spiritual snake for you and raises it as a spiritual pet, what do you think?"
"Such a spirit beast can still help you when you are fighting against people. It should be much better than your useless snake." He tried hard to promote other spirit beasts to He Ziming, and he would send a group of other spirit beasts. A good master who is considerate of his apprentices is doing extremely well.
Faced with the enthusiasm of his teacher, He Ziming was very moved.
But he still refused: "No need, Master, I had no plans to raise a pet, and it was accidental to raise that little black snake. After raising it, I never thought about raising other pets. It’s the only snake I want to keep."
"Oh, it's the only thing you want to keep a snake?" Yunhua asked him.
He Ziming said: "Yes, although it is just a snake without aura, I always feel that it is spiritual, and it is also related to me... Without it, I don't want to raise other snakes."
"It left three times before and came back by itself. Now, it doesn't come back. If you think about it, it may be that I and it have died." He Ziming sincerely hoped: "I only hope it will be safe and sound now. , Live well where I can't see."
He had nothing else to ask for the little black snake.
Yunhua suddenly said, "No, you and it won't die."
"Then I will honor the auspicious words of the teacher." He Ziming didn't overstate what he said to Yunhua, just as the other party was comforting him.
Unexpectedly, his little black snake actually came back at night.
After He Ziming had dealt with the general affairs of the day, he returned to the room and saw that his little black snake had returned. It was beyond surprise. He picked up the little black snake and kissed the snake head happily: "You are back, I thought you were gone."
The little black snake was stunned by his kiss. After a while, he lifted his tongue, spit out the letter, and rubbed He Ziming's cheek with the cold snake head to show his friendship.
Seeing it like this, He Ziming couldn't help but kissed Little Black Snake's head happily again.
"..." Little black snake.
He Ziming hadn't seen his pet for a long time, and found that his little black snake seemed to have grown up a little bit differently from the past. The snake actually grew two short claws on its head, and on the top of its head. The traces of the corners are not obvious, but you can still see it when you look closely...
"What's going on?" He Ziming carefully touched the extra thing on his little black snake, and couldn't help being surprised.
Snakes shouldn't have claws and horns.
He touched the extra thing on his little snake. After making sure that it was not an illusion, he looked at the snake for a long time and said, "Could it be that you are not a snake?"
He Ziming was curious, so he looked through the ancient books on the look of his snake and the extras on his body. After searching for a long time, I found something similar in shape to my baby snake...
"It turns out that you are not a snake, but a flood." He Ziming closed the ancient book that he had read all night, looked at his little black snake, and touched its head again: "No wonder you are so spiritual. It turns out that I mistaken you for a snake... I don't know, after you grow up, will you become a dragon?"
He Ziming nodded Little Black Snake's head with his hand and joked with him.
The little black snake stared at him for a long time without responding.
My own little black snake, no, it should be said that Xiao Jiao has found it back, making He Ziming's mood very good.
That night, the little black snake was placed in a bamboo basket, and He Ziming lay back on his bed, intending to sleep well with He Meimei. He was sleepy and extremely satisfied. He lay down and covered the quilt. After a while, he breathed evenly into his dream.
He Ziming in his sleep didn't know it. The black snake he placed in the bamboo basket turned into a personal shape. He walked to the side of his bed and looked at him unpredictably for a while.
Just now he changed back to a black python-like body, first got into He Ziming's quilt, and then from the gap of He Ziming's loose nightgown, into He Ziming's clothes, with the snake body attached to He Ziming's clothes inch by inch. The skin entangled his whole person.
It is inexplicably very... very greedy for this person's embrace...
It's not a snake, it's a dragon...
He didn't know anything about the snake-ridden He Ziming in his sleep. He slept beautifully, only to feel that there was something cool on his body covering his body. It was very comfortable, and he turned over and slept sweetly. Past.
It wasn't until the next day that he woke up that he knew that his little black snake had committed an old habit again. I don't know when I went to my bed at night, I didn't know when I slept with myself, and I didn't know when I got into my clothes.
"Naughty, are you cold? You just got in because I thought I was warm?" He Ziming didn't feel that he was being assaulted by a snake. He agitatedly clicked on a huge snake head, and kissed his own spirit again, a little indulgent. Chong Ni Road.
The big black snake seemed to know that he was not angry, so he rubbed He Ziming's cheek with his head as if to please intimacy.
He Ziming was slapped by his cold snake head, and he was unprincipled and lost everything. He didn't blame the big snake for sleeping in a bamboo basket without honestly, and he got on his own bed without talking, and got into his own. Come in the clothes.
He Ziming looked at the snake and said, "You can't do this again next time."
He thought that maybe the snake den he prepared was smaller, maybe he should prepare a bed for his baby.
The big black snake looked at He Ziming, but did not respond to him.
"By the way, you haven't met my master yet. My master is a very good person, I will take you to see him later..." He Ziming suddenly thought of something, and said to his big black snake again: "He will definitely like you, and I also want to tell him that what I saved by accident was not a snake, but a scorpion. In the future, maybe it will become a legendary dragon? Are you OK?"
The big black snake did not respond.
He Ziming didn't take this matter to heart, put the big black snake down, and started his own day's schedule again, performing his duties as the senior brother of the Fuyao faction repeatedly.
Wait until he finishes things.
I planned to take my little black snake to see my mentor, but found out that my big black snake had disappeared at some point.
He Ziming: "..."
He Ziming was very helpless about this.
"Master, I didn’t expect that what I saved was not a snake, but a scorpion. I have never seen a scorpion? It really looks like a snake. I originally wanted to bring it to the master. , But I didn't expect that this Jiao had a wild temperament, and he didn't know where he went." He Ziming was also rather helpless when he talked about this to Yunhua.
Yun Hua looked at him, as if the bottom of his eyes were stained with warmth.