On the Qingluan Peak, there is the Qingluan Hall, and there is Yunqing in the Qingluan Hall.
The people who were still a little dazed just now were all shocked at this moment.
And Xiao He couldn't even speak half a word.
I thought it was a hopeless situation, I thought I would fall into a cliff, but I never expected that it would be bright and bright!
Yuan Feng frowned, but he had no right to comment on what the sect master said, so he could only watch helplessly as this wicked young man hurried up the mountain.
Xiao He had imagined that the two would meet again many times, but what he saw at this moment was hundreds of times better than all his fantasies.
Clouds and mists shroud Qingluan Peak, and Qingluan Hall looks like a flying fairy bird, magnificent and picturesque.
But no matter how beautiful the scene is, no matter how beautiful the cloud is, it cannot compare with the man standing in the temple.
Wearing a long robe like silk mist, his black hair hanging down his waist like a deep stream, he turned his head and looked at it lightly, making Xiao He completely ignore everything around him.
"Come here." He called him softly.
Xiao He walked towards him.
Yun Qing looked down at him, and asked in a nice voice: "What's your name?"
Xiao He suddenly became a little nervous: "Reporting to Master Master, the disciple's surname is Xiao Minghe."
"Xiao He." Yun Qing silently read these two words, and said with a light smile, "It's very nice to hear."
Xiao He became even more nervous.
But Yun Qing didn't ask any more questions, he pointed to the side and said, "Tea."
Only then did Xiao He come back to his senses, quickly picked up the tea, knelt down on both knees, and performed a salutation as a teacher.
"Master, please be respected by your disciples."
Xiao He kowtowed seriously, Yun Qing took his tea, took a sip, and accepted it.
Then, he said slowly: "In the future, you will be my disciple, work hard, practice diligently, and don't fail to live up to your expectations as a teacher."
His face was peerless and his voice was low and slow. Even though he could actually see and hear it at this moment, he still had a strong sense of unreality.
Xiao He's heart was solemn, and his voice was full of admiration: "This apprentice will definitely live up to the expectations of Master!"
***
The days that followed were beautiful that Xiao He could not even dream of.
He stayed on Qingluan Peak and became the only personal disciple that Daoist Yunqing had.
He enjoyed the best resources and got a courtyard full of aura, and there is a rare spring in this courtyard, which has a great nourishing effect on water monks.
Yun Qing treated him very well, everything was well arranged for his basic necessities of life, food, housing, transportation, daily utensils, not only that, but also took time out every day to answer his questions.
As the head of the sect, as the number one person in Lin Yuan's mainland, he should be very busy, but no matter how busy he is, he will see him every day.
Sometimes it is morning class in the morning, sometimes it is leisure time in the afternoon, and sometimes it is the evening when the sun sets.
But I will never miss it, I will definitely meet him, and when I meet, I will explain Huayunzong's mentality, secret technique, and even cultivation experience to him one by one.
Xiao He has never had a master, but he feels that no one is more responsible, more serious, and more perfect than his master.
Luo Fei also paid homage to his master, so he often came to play with Xiao He. When the two started chatting, Luo Fei was surprised: "Is it true? The real master will explain it to you every day?"
Xiao He nodded and replied: "I don't need to lie to you. Like the past three days, the master talked about the method of condensing Qi, and these days he started to talk about the coincidence of the movement of the heavens. In a few days, he should talk about the method of using magic techniques." technique…”
As Xiao He said, Luo Fei became more and more surprised: "Even if he is a direct disciple, I have never heard of teaching every day."
Xiao He asked suspiciously: "Then how did you and your master practice?"
Luo Fei sighed and said, "Although I was accepted by the master, but up to now, the senior brother has been teaching, and the senior brother is relatively busy. It would be great if he could answer my questions within seven days."
Compared with Xiao He, this is really a world of difference.
After all, Xiao He was only a fourteen-year-old boy. Hearing what Luo Fei said, he felt warm in his heart: "Sure enough, my master is unique, the best and the best."
Luo Fei turned his head to look at him, just in time to see the young man's slightly raised eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his heart tickled slightly because of his proud little appearance.
The words that should have been a little angry have become indifferent because of this.
Luo Fei smiled: "That's right, your master is the best, your master is the best, after all, you are number one in the world!"
Xiao He realized that he had said the wrong thing, and said with some embarrassment: "That...Elder Yuan Rui is also a very good master."
Luo Fei worshiped under Elder Yuan Rui, and it was too late for Xiao He to think of making amends at this time.
But Luo Fei didn't feel annoyed at all, he just looked at him with a good temper: "You have such an opportunity, and your hard work for many years is not in vain."
Hearing what he said, Xiao He felt grateful in his heart, and felt that Luo Fei was very nice and worth making friends with.
The two people who had an ordinary relationship at first, came to a strange environment at the same time, so they gradually became acquainted with each other.
This kind of life is easy and unrestrained, and the relationship between Xiao He and Master has changed from being tense at first to being comfortable and familiar. Until now, Xiao He dared to chat with Yun Qing after class.
"Master." Xiao He asked in a low voice while drawing out the water from the spiritual spring, "Do you still remember seven years ago?"
He was practicing and talking at the same time, Yun Qing was not unhappy, and only asked softly: "Huh?"
Xiao He looked at Yun Qing, blinked and said, "You were the one who saved me at that time."
Yun Qing's hand holding the tea paused slightly, but there was not much emotion in his brows and eyes, and he just said in a low voice: "I don't remember."
Xiao He was a little disappointed, but not surprised.
"It's normal for you to forget. After all, it's been so long, and saving me is just a piece of cake for you. There's really no need to worry about it." The hair lit up, "Although you forgot, I will never forget. You saved me and became my hope of living!"
What he said was solemn and true, Yun Qing only glanced at him with the end of his eyes, then turned to stare at the floating tea leaves, and said softly: "Because I saved you, so you admire me?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Qing would respond to him, and surprise flashed in Xiao He's eyes: "It's not just that, I can't remember anything at the time, only some vague memories of the death of my parents, and then you, in my eyes, in my brain, in my entire consciousness It's all you. Really, you may not believe it, but the only thing I thought at the time was that it would be great to see you again."
The young man has a handsome appearance, clear eyes, and he speaks beautiful words in a soft voice, which will move anyone who sees him.
But Yun Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and without even looking at him, he said in a quiet voice: "You were in a disaster at the time, and lost your past memories under self-protection, and I happened to appear at that time, replacing your consciousness What is lost in the heart but longed for, becomes what you think in your heart."
Xiao He couldn't understand, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
Yun Qing turned to look at him, and said slowly: "You regard me as a dead parent and family member, as a spiritual pillar to survive, and as a belief in survival, right?"
Xiao He felt that what he said was right, but if he insisted on thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.
Yun Qing smiled lightly, put down the tea cup, leaned over slightly, and looked directly at him: "Xiao He, are you happy that you are by my side now?"
Xiao He stayed by Yun Qing's side for three whole months, but he had never looked at his master so closely.
He knew that Yun Qing had a face that amazed the whole world, and he also knew that he had a pair of beautiful and light eyes that looked like distant mountains.
But looking at him at this moment, his heart almost stopped beating.
It's not because of her charming appearance, but because of the frivolity in those light-colored eyes.
"I..." Xiao He opened his mouth, but couldn't say another word.
Yun Qing looked at him and guided him: "Are you happy?"
"Happy." Xiao He said.
The smile on Yun Qing's lips fell into his eyes, and instantly his clear eyes were stained with fiery emotions like a burning fire.
Xiao He's almost still heart began to beat wildly, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.
But at this moment, because he was too distracted, the spirit spring in his hand lost control, and splashed all over his body.
The thin clothes were wet, and the boy's good figure was unintentionally revealed.
Xiao He didn't move at all, but Yun Qing's intense gaze seemed to have ripped off his clothes and burned his skin.
Xiao He's body trembled inexplicably, and he shouted in a low voice: "Master... Master."
A low call, two words.
Suddenly let all the charm disappear.
Yun Qing got up, raised his hand slightly, the water stains evaporated instantly, Xiao He's clothes returned to original condition, and Yun Qing's demeanor also returned to calm and indifferent.
Xiao He couldn't come back to his senses so quickly, he couldn't help shouting again: "Master..."
The tone is soft and waxy, as if begging for something.
Yun Qing's eyes were slightly dark, but soon he calmed down, and said in a flat voice: "I am also very happy to accept you as an apprentice."
The content of these words was beautiful, but the alienation and indifference in them made Xiao He startled and came back to his senses.
***
Xiao He had a dream that night, a crimson dream that could not be uttered during the day.
When he woke up the next day, his eyes were full of horror and his heart was still beating.
He... his dream...
The picture in the dream was still clearly discernible, he seemed to be able to see, hear, and feel.
Feeling the master's kiss, feeling the fiery gaze of the master, and feeling the supreme happiness he brought to him.
However, this is too absurd!
He really admired and respected his master, but how could he have such evil thoughts? Such a dirty idea
Suddenly thinking of Su Yichen's words, Xiao He's heart felt cold.
Is he really as miserable as he said
No... Impossible, absolutely not!
Xiao He shook his head quickly, sat cross-legged quietly, and after a week of running, he finally eliminated all distracting thoughts from his mind and stabilized his mind again.
He didn't dare to think too much about it, he was only obsessed with cultivating his mind, and this practice lasted more than ten days.
Then, Xiao He ushered in the most unexpected day after climbing Qingluan Mountain.
This day... the master didn't give him a lesson, and he didn't see him until it was dark at sunset.
But Master is not alone.
Xiao He watched from a distance, feeling the icy water flowing backwards in his chest in a daze.
Surrounded by clouds and mist, the white-robed man seemed to descend from a celestial being.
And beside him, there was a beautiful woman, her bright-colored long dress could not cover her phoenix eyes and red lips, and her complexion was as snowy as the contrast, her appearance was alluring.
They walked forward hand in hand, the woman was gentle and charming, the man bowed his head and smiled, his pale eyes were full of tenderness.
Xiao He's throat moved slightly, and his palms clenched unconsciously.
Seeing him, Yun Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and beckoned, "Xiao He, you can practice on your own these days, okay?"
Xiao He muffled: "Okay."
Yun Qing didn't seem to notice his depressed mood, and continued to introduce: "This is Daoist Hongshuang, your teacher's wife."
Although he had expected it, Xiao He still trembled slightly when he heard it so clearly, but soon he stabilized and bowed his head and shouted.
As the name suggests, Hongshuang is gorgeous and flamboyant, and the beauty is a little too wanton.
But she was very enthusiastic towards Xiao He. Although Xiao He was a little indifferent and reserved, she pulled him and gave him a simple ring.
Xiao He knew it was a magic weapon of space when he got it in his hand, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and wanted to reject it.
But Yun Qing said: "Accept it, a little bit of her heart."
After Master said so, Xiao He pursed his lips and thanked him.
Hongshuang smiled brightly: "You are welcome, you are Yun Qing's only apprentice, I should take care of you."
Xiao He continued to thank him, but he really couldn't stay any longer, he pleaded guilty, and he left first.
Xiao He left, and Hongshuang, who was leaning against Yun Qing just now, got up quickly, played with her long hair lazily, and sighed softly: "What a lovely child, just accept it if you like it, why bother to act to break his heart."
Yun Qing kept staring there, without making a sound.
Just when Hongshuang thought that she would not get a response, Yun Qing spoke softly.
"I've been hiding from him for seven years, and I've watched him for seven years. It's time to stop."