Lingxiao Xianzun carries a cool and pleasant fragrance all year round.
But now, the smell was hanging around Qi Shu, but it was a bit more dangerous for no reason.
Qi Shu was forced to kneel on the cold floor tiles in front of the window, and his upper body fell into the bed, his mind went blank.
Practicing and seeking the Tao is actually an extremely dangerous process. From the foundation establishment, the higher the realm, the more dangerous it will be, and even a little carelessness will lead to madness.
Even Qi Shu fell into several crises during his practice.
But Immortal Master Lingxiao is extremely talented, how could he...
"Master... Master..."
Qi Shu was so oppressed that it was difficult to breathe, he moved subconsciously, but in exchange for more forceful restraint.
That cold hand tightly grabbed his wrist, and the other hand pinched his waist, pressing Qi Shu tightly onto the bed.
The force was so strong that Qi Shu even hurt a little.
Since he entered the teacher's school until now, he has never seen the appearance of the master. Immortal Ling Xiao has always been calm and indifferent, not surprised when he changes, when has he ever looked like this mad and gaffe.
What should I do…
"Master, it's me, let me go..."
Qi Shu could tell that Master's situation was mostly due to something wrong with his practice, and he was a little unconscious, not yet to the point of becoming obsessed. But if it continues like this, the consequences will be disastrous.
Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down.
Qi Shu tried his best to recall what Master did when he was in danger during his practice, and relaxed his body, his voice was extremely gentle: "Master, don't be afraid, it's okay. Just let me go first, okay, I can help you..."
"You want to leave?" Gu Hanjiang's voice was low.
"… what?"
"Where do you want to go?"
Gu Hanjiang's voice was a little louder, just like he used to scold disciples who were lazy in their practice, sounding very angry.
Qi Shu didn't understand why he was so angry.
He still wanted to continue coaxing, but suddenly there was a moist and slightly cool touch behind his ears.
Gu Hanjiang kissed like a superficial kiss behind his ear.
! ! !
How could Qi Shu's sensitive ears have been touched like this before? Qi Shu's accumulated sanity almost spiraled into the sky in an instant, and even his legs went limp.
"Master, Master!"
But people with chaotic consciousness would not care about him.
So Gu Hanjiang just lowered his head and touched him again. A numb itching rose up from the spinal cord, and the wet touch behind his ear made Qi Shu feel uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to move, he could only hold the thin quilt tightly and tremble all over.
The moonlight reflected the overlapping figures of the two onto the ground, and the only sound in the dark room was the repressed gasps for a moment.
After an unknown amount of time, the pressure on Qi Shu finally loosened a bit.
After all, Qi Shu is the big brother of the Kunlun Sword School, and he broke free from the opponent's hand in just this moment of vacancy. He held Gu Hanjiang's wrist with his backhand, and brought him onto the bed together.
The postures of the two changed instantly, Qi Shu sat straddling Gu Hanjiang, raised his two fingers together, and landed on Gu Hanjiang's forehead.
Qi Shu's hands were still trembling a little, and his voice tried to be steady: "Master, hold your breath and concentrate."
Gu Hanjiang finally calmed down as the rolling spiritual energy flowed in through his fingertips.
Got it under control.
Qi Shu breathed a sigh of relief.
How come no one has ever told him that his temperament will change drastically when he becomes obsessed.
Qi Shu touched his ears with his free hand, and it seemed that the touch from just now still remained there, from the earlobe to his neck was red from playing, and it was still hot.
too terrifying.
Although... he doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage.
Gu Hanjiang's breathing gradually became steady, as if he had finally fallen asleep. Qi Shu lay on his master's body, looking at him intently with the help of the moonlight and the faint light of spiritual power.
It is rare for him to have the opportunity to look at the master like this. From such a close distance, he can even see the fine hairs on his face and the slender eye feathers clearly.
Gu Hanjiang's complexion was still very bad, even his lips were pale and tightly pressed. Before today, Qi Shu never imagined that those sharp lips could be so soft.
Qi Shu licked his lips, and reached out his hand out of nowhere, wanting to touch those lips again.
But he stopped just before he touched it.
no.
Master almost lost his temper today, and he has already taken advantage of him a lot, so he can no longer bully others.
Taking advantage of people's danger is definitely not what a gentleman does.
Qi Shu said to himself seriously in his heart.
Just look at it.
Qi Shu convinced himself, lowered his head, and openly admired his master's beauty and sleeping face.
He just watched so engrossed that he didn't even notice that the sky was getting brighter.
Gu Hanjiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.
He looked a little dazed, and it took a while for his eyes to focus, and they fell on Qi Shu's face.
"Master, you finally woke up."
Gu Hanjiang didn't speak, his eyes moved down slowly.
Qi Shu followed suit and looked down.
Qi Shu: "..."
Only then did he realize how unsightly their current posture was.
He straddled the master, with his legs on the other's waist, and one hand still propped on the master's side. Even the flower pickers who were shouted and beaten by the folks couldn't make a more rogue posture than him.
Qi Shu's face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly said, "Hold, I'm sorry, Master, I'll come down now—"
But the busier he was, the more mistakes he made, Qi Shu's hands and feet softened, and he hit Gu Hanjiang's chest straight.
"I... my disciple seems to have numb legs..." Qi Shu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground on the spot.
Gu Hanjiang just shook his head, raised his hands around his waist, and gently supported him: "You have consumed too much spiritual power, close your eyes and rest, and don't move around."
His voice was hoarse, and his chest vibrated slightly when he spoke.
In fact, it is not impossible to go down. Immortal Ling Xiao's bed is wide enough and big enough to accommodate two people.
As long as Gu Hanjiang gently pushes, Qi Shu can be pushed off him.
But he didn't do that, and Qi Shu didn't move either.
He pressed his face against Gu Hanjiang's chest, and obediently closed his eyes.
Master's steady and powerful heartbeat could be heard beside his ears, and the hands around him were still cold, but not as cold and rude as last night. Gu Hanjiang gently hugged Qi Shu's waist, like an extremely tender and tender hug.
This kind of intimacy, even if it is fake, even if it is only for a moment, is very precious to him.
After a while, Qi Shu felt that his physical strength was gradually recovering. Upholding the determination not to continue to take advantage of the master, he reluctantly slipped out of the other party's arms.
Qi Shu straightened his messy clothes and knelt down beside the bed with a plop.
"Master was in danger during his practice last night. Disciples are not allowed to offend Master, and I hope Master will punish him."
Gu Hanjiang didn't answer.
Qi Shu saw the latter sitting up from the corner of his eye, and looked at him with heavy eyes. For some reason, he felt that the master seemed to be more angry than last night.
"Why were you here last night?" After a while, Gu Hanjiang broke the silence.
Qi Shu: "Disciple... Disciple couldn't sleep, so I came out to get some air, and heard noises in Master's room."
He woke up last night because of a nightmare, and when he went out to breathe, he heard noises in Gu Hanjiang's room, so he came to check.
After tossing all night, Qi Shu almost forgot these antecedents.
It wasn't until Gu Hanjiang asked about it that he recalled that dream again.
In the dream, Gu Hanjiang almost lost his temper like this.
Is this just a coincidence
Qi Shu knew that some monks would gain the ability to spy on heaven's secrets after their cultivation reached a certain level. However, spying on the secrets of the sky is an act against the sky, and what's more, it may pay a huge price.
So Master never taught him.
He can't... suddenly learn this trick, right
Qi Shu quietly raised his eyes to look at Gu Hanjiang.
The other party was sitting on the bed in front of him, wearing only a plain white undershirt.
Although Gu Hanjiang was taller than Qi Shu, he was thin and thin, and his waist under the clothes was so narrow that he couldn't hold it. In addition, his face was pale, which made him look a bit weak.
It seems that it does fit somewhat with the furnace physique mentioned in the script.
Qi Shu thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Master last night... what happened?"
"Cultivation is hindered, it is difficult to break through, so the internal breath is disordered, and the consciousness is not clear." Gu Hanjiang did not hide it.
Qi Shu: "How could this be?"
When he helped Gu Hanjiang convey his spiritual power last night, he felt that the other party had been in seclusion for nearly five years, but his cultivation had not improved by leaps and bounds as he imagined. On the contrary, the spiritual power in the other party's sea of consciousness is running sluggishly, and there is a sign of a deficit.
Gu Hanjiang did not answer.
He and Qi Shu looked at each other for a moment, then looked away: "I don't know."
Qi Shu didn't believe it.
His master never lied. When he first entered the teacher's school, Qi Shu hadn't yet bigu, and he was dizzy from hunger every day, so Gu Hanjiang learned to cook for him.
Immortal Ling Xiao was the first person in the world when he held a sword, but he was clumsy when he picked up a kitchen knife. It took him several days to cook a barely edible meal, and he lied to him that he bought it from a restaurant down the mountain.
Which restaurant's food would be so unpalatable
At that time, his master's expression was exactly the same as it is now.
Seeing that the master probably didn't want to say more, Qi Shu didn't continue to press the question, but changed the question again: "Then does the master know how to break the situation?"
Gu Hanjiang didn't speak again.
He didn't speak, and Qi Shu couldn't guess whether he didn't know, or if he knew and didn't want to say it.
After a while, Gu Hanjiang said: "Yesterday, I discussed with Qing Lan, and in a few days, I will formally pass the Kunlun head seat to him. He has done a good job these years, so I can rest assured."
"... As for the others, there is always a way."
He said this lightly, but Qi Shu was shocked.
The Kunlun Sword Sect was founded by Gu Hanjiang, who was older than Qi Shu when he was the head of Kunlun. How difficult is it that he doesn't even want the head seat
What's more, cultivators are extremely old, and if they are not near the end of their lives, they usually will not resign easily.
Qi Shu's throat was dry: "Master, you..."
"Don't think about it." Gu Hanjiang interrupted him, "I'm fine as a teacher, it's getting late, let's practice."
Qi Shu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Gu Hanjiang had already closed his eyes and sat down in meditation. Qi Shu said softly, "Disciple leave", got up and walked out.
As soon as he got to the door, Gu Hanjiang stopped him again: "Wait."
Gu Hanjiang closed his eyes, and his tone was still calm: "Next time there is something like last night, don't get close."
"Can… "
"Spiritual power is disordered, and consciousness is difficult to control. It may hurt you." Gu Hanjiang said, "Be obedient, go."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
Qi Shu left in no hurry. He stood in front of the door, looking at the people in the house through a thin layer of screen. Gu Hanjiang was sitting on the bed, his brows were slightly frowned on his handsome and thin face, it seemed that the flow of spiritual power was still not smooth enough.
Although the master didn't tell the truth, but according to the information he revealed, Qi Shu has already guessed a lot.
Cultivation suddenly fell into a bottleneck, and almost went mad. He clearly knew the reason and how to solve it, but he refused to say it. Even anticipating the ups and downs in the future, he handed over the headship ahead of time.
The cause and effect are linked together, and the answer is self-evident.
Qi Shu breathed a sigh of relief silently, feeling a little distressed.
His master, he didn't dare to tell others about his special physique, he didn't dare to ask others for help, and he wanted to carry it by himself.
What a fool.
He had to find a way to help him.
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