Ye Yunlan sat up slowly from the reclining chair, the blanket on her body slipped to her knees, and her long hair was scattered behind her like a cloud.
The Lingzhi chicken soup on the table is fragrant, and the apricot flower cake is sweet and soft, which undoubtedly makes the index finger move.
Ye Yunlan didn't move.
Just looking at the plate of apricot flower pastry, the apricot flower pattern on the pastry crust condensed for a moment.
He was silent for a moment, his eyelashes lowered, but he raised his hand and pushed the porcelain plate away.
Shen Shu saw him? In this way, his expression darkened.
"...I know that the master is still angry with the disciple," he said, "but no matter how angry you are, don't hurt your own body. The ancient earth heart zhi is beneficial to the master's injury. After this time, it is rare, the medicinal properties of the spirit medicine have been boiled, and it will dissipate with time, so it is better for Master to drink it while it is still hot."
He said, picked up the porcelain bowl on the table and held it to Ye Yunlan.
"Before, the master said that if the disciple wins the competition, he will agree to a request from the disciple."
He paused and said, "Please respect your body, please."
Hearing this, Ye Yunlan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the brows that seemed to have frozen finally melted a little.
He took the porcelain bowl in Shen Shu's hand, and with his fair and slender hand he picked up the spoon, and said the first words after Shen Shu's arrival.
"You have a heart."
Shen Shuzhi said that his anger had subsided by three points, and he said, "Master is fine, that's my disciple's greatest wish."
He didn't want to be too far from Ye Yunlan, so he simply sat on the table and watched Ye Yunlan drink the zhi soup spoon by spoon.
The soup was hot, Ye Yunlan moved very slowly, and people who are usually like cranes who don't touch the vulgarity, only when they eat, will they get a little fresh.
He watched the pale lips of the person in front of him smeared with water, gradually becoming rosy and rosy, and suddenly remembered the sweet taste when he grabbed Ye Yunlan's lips and grabbed the sweet rain a few days ago.
Those lips were as soft as flower petals, and as if they were covered with light snow, as if they would melt as soon as they were contained, and the sap inside was sweet, making him want to get more and more.
Shen Shu's Adam's apple moved slightly.
After drinking a bowl of Zhi Tang, Ye Yunlan put down the spoon and placed the porcelain bowl on the table. The medicinal power of the elixir melted into the limbs and bones, which relieved a lot of the tightness in the chest. His pale face faded a little, and he became a little more lethargic. He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes slightly.
Shen Shu looked at the empty bowl, then looked at the unmoved apricot cake next to it, and pursed his lips.
He glanced at Ye Yunlan, who had closed his eyes, and picked up a piece and slowly bit it into his mouth.
It was actually delicious.
he thinks.
It is much better than the apricot cake bought at the bottom of the mountain.
In order to make this cake, he also went to the hawker selling cakes at the foot of the mountain to inquire about the recipe.
However, although it was the first time to make it, it was surprisingly smooth to make, and the finished product tasted and sold well.
But Ye Yunlan couldn't take it seriously.
"Shen Shu."
But suddenly Ye Yunlan, who was leaning on the reclining chair with his eyes closed, opened his mouth.
Shen Shu swallowed the sweet cake in his mouth: "Master?"
Ye Yunlan said lightly, "You don't have to do this for me in the future."
Shen Shu suddenly felt that the sweet cake in his hand was no longer sweet, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"
Ye Yunlan said: "A cultivator shouldn't be disturbed by external things. You have already spent too much time beside you."
Although he didn't speak clearly and transparently, Shen Shu knew that he didn't mean what he said, but he just wanted to pretend he didn't know.
Ye Yunlan continued: "In this discussion of Taoism, you have enough experience, but your xinxing is not enough. You have now reached the late stage of Jindan, and you will break through Nascent Soul in a few days. After returning to the sect, you should retreat. ?Dive into cultivation, temper your xinxing, and look for opportunities to break through Nascent Soul."
Shen Shu subconsciously wanted to say "I don't want to", but looking at Ye Yunlan's calm expression with his eyes closed, he knew that the other party had made up his mind.
His master's body is really not suitable for anger.
Thinking about it carefully, retreat? Actually... it's not a big deal, retreat? It's not a long journey. He and Ye Yunlan always live in the mountains, and the other party won't leave there easily.
Moreover, as long as he quickly advances to Nascent Soul, he will be able to see Master Ye Yunlan again. And then, what he can do, will be more.
After thinking about it, Shen Shu finally responded, "Yes."
Ye Yunlan's brows melted a little.
His eyelids were slightly lifted, and when he saw Shen Shu sitting on the table looking at him very unseriously, he frowned and scolded softly, "Sit or not."
He said again: "Bring the chair over there, I will tell you about the omissions in the swordsmanship in the previous competition."
Shen Shu smiled, got up from the table, moved the opposite chair to Ye Yunlan's side, and sat down at the back.
His face was still a little youthful and youthful, and when he stared quietly, he seemed like a student who was obediently listening to the Master's instructions.
Ye Yunlan closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then opened the mouth and said, "Your third competition was against King Mian of Huailian Sect? The start? It was a 'shower', the sword intent was sharp, and it grabbed the first move. It's just that Wang Mian is a water spiritual cultivator. , the best thing is to use softness to overcome rigidity, the 'shower' style is huge, and the attack is continuous, but it is difficult to gather a little bit of sword intent, so it is turned by Wang Mian. If I were you, I would start with a style of 'thunder'."
"In the seventh competition, you fought against Fusheng? Ge Xie Yunsheng? The sixth move? The sixth form is the 'Eagle Strikes the Sky' in the Tianzong swordsmanship.
Shen Shu listened carefully and looked at Ye Yunlan sideways.
he thinks. Ye Yunlan was so angry before, but after that, he still watched every battle carefully, and even remembered every move and every style so clearly, his heart couldn't help but feel ups and downs with joy.
But then I remembered the other party's words from the previous quarrel, "I took you as an apprentice, I regard you as a parent-child upbringing, preaching and cultivating, and never keeping secrets", and his face turned blue again.
Ye Yunlan pointed out the subtle mistakes of Shen Shu's swordsmanship everywhere, until the red sun slanted to the west, and then raised his hand, letting Shen Shu go away, and closed his eyes to rest.
Shen Shu got up and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance." Then he packed up the dishes on the table and went out.
After he left, Ye Yunlan opened his eyes slightly.
He looked at Shen Shu's back, and in a trance, it seemed that he had returned to the years when their master and apprentice had been together for many years.
But he knew, after all, something was different.
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After the competition at the top of the clouds, the Tianchi Mountain Daoist Conference continued for half a month. This half-month is the time when the five continents and four seas cultivators can really communicate and learn from each other.
But the two most watched master and apprentice never showed up.
Ye Yunlan finally walked out of the Asgard until the discussion of Taoism came to an end and Tianzong's flying boat was about to set off.
When he was about to leave, Nian'er reluctantly took his hand, as if summoning up his courage, and said, "I want to follow my brother to see the world."
Ye Yunlan: "You are the spirit of Tianchi Mountain. Will it be bad for you to leave Tianchi?"
Nian'er seemed to have already thought about it, and said with a smile: "Tianchi Mountain is the place where Nian'er's spirit is placed, and Nian'er's range of activities cannot leave Tianchi. But Nian'er can separate a part of his spiritual consciousness and place it on another object, and the "Brother takes Nian'er out, so where does brother go, Nian'er can see the scenery."
Shen Shu's face darkened when he heard the words.
Ye Yunlan: "After I return to Tianzong, I won't go out easily. I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want."
"It doesn't matter, although Nian'er? The scope of this part of the consciousness is not as wide as Tianchi Mountain, and it is also dozens of miles away. It's enough for Nian'er? I have been playing in my brother's sect for a long time."
Nian'er said, and handed a delicate wooden comb to Ye Yunlan.
Tianchi Mountain has helped him a lot these days. Besides, bringing a wooden comb is just a trivial matter. Ye Yunlan nodded lightly, took the wooden comb, and was about to put it in his arms, but suddenly a hand came out beside him. Take the wooden comb.
Nian'er opened her eyes wide, "Little brother, you!"
Shen Shu looked at how many hands? Zhongmu Comb, "It's still very delicate."
He raised his long eyes and glanced at Nian'er with a half-smile, "Little sister, since you want to go to Tianzong to play, why? Who brings this wooden comb is the same, and the master is sick, you two? It's inappropriate for anyone to bump it, so let me keep it for you."
After that, he put the wooden comb into his sleeve.
Nian'er? Angrily glared at him? One glance, puffing out his mouth, and thinking to himself: What's the matter...
Ye Yunlan didn't notice the turbulent undercurrent between the two, in his opinion, who brought the wooden comb back to Tianzong, exactly as Shen Shu said, and there was no difference.
In the distance, the sound of air currents from various factions flying boats was constantly heard, like dolphins chirping, and hair balls jumped on his shoulders.
Ye Yunlan turned to look at Shen Shu: "The time has come, let's go."
"Okay, Master."
Walking out of Asgard, the light of the sky fell on the two of them.
At this moment, there were not as many people on Tianchi Mountain as it was a few days ago, but Ye Yunlan always felt that there were many prying eyes around, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
Suddenly, a cultivator trotted over and stood in front of Ye Yunlan, followed by several guards.
Although this cultivator looked handsome, but in Ye Yunlan's eyes, he felt very handsome.
In a low voice: "What's the matter, fellow Daoist?"
The cultivator blushed slightly, and called out, "Ye Xianjun."
Xianjun
This title was only called by Shen Shu when he was young and ignorant, and later he was only referred to as Shizun. Besides, the title of immortal can only be used by those who have broken through the six realms of the mortal body.
But he is now a mortal person, and his cultivation base has no existence. It is indeed a bit strange for this person to call him "Ye Xianjun".
Ye Yunlan frowned deeper.
Seeing the monk hesitate for a while, he said loudly, "I, I am Hai Jiujiu, the young master of the Chaotian Palace in the East China Sea. There are 100,000 disciples in the sect, ten thousand dendrobium spirit beads, and countless fairy flowers and rare treasures. I wish, I wish to be a fairy. Jun Dao Lv, relieve your worries for the Immortal Monarch!"
After the young monk finished speaking, his face was as red as a pink peach bun.
Ye Yunlan's eyes widened slightly, showing a dazed look.
Hai Jiujiu's action seemed to be a signal, and the monks who were still sneaking around before walked over quickly, as if they were afraid to surround Ye Yunlan in time.
Hai Jiujiu was still blinking and waiting for Ye Yunlan to respond, and a tall and strong young man with a masculine face next to him pushed him away, with seven complexions of bronze, arms, waist and legs bound in battle armor, and his upper body was naked. , revealing eight strong abdominal muscles, showing a little smile to Ye Yunlan, sounding like thunder.
"I'm Miao Yue from the Southern Border War Soul Tribe, don't look at me as rough, but I'm absolutely gentle with my wife! I can cook and wash dishes, and also do laundry and cleaning. I am the most ruthless in our tribe. A clean place belongs to me, Miaoyue!"
In the crowd, a beautiful fox demon girl with furry ears smiled at Ye Yunlan, "Xianjun, they can't do it. Come to my fox clan, I have dozens of fox clan sisters, all willing to help Xianjun, must It can make the Immortal Monarch's medicine cure the disease."
As she said that, she covered her mouth with slender hands, and looked at Ye Yunlan with her delicate fox eyes, as if it contained infinite affection.
Amidst the noisy voices, Ye Yunlan finally reacted.
These people... are they all recommending their own pillow seats to him
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