Master Kui Mu glanced at her and walked towards the bamboo house.
He took long strides, and Xu Pingyuan trotted behind him. He didn't mind at all. He was only thinking about instant noodles.
Master Kui Mu felt the excitement and vitality of the little girl behind him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Such a child should have a good life, right?
Thinking back to her little appearance of working alone during the day, she seemed to be stronger than those children in the past.
"Alas~" Master Kui Mu couldn't help but sigh. How could he not know the purpose of bringing this disciple here specially? It's just that he was really afraid to see that fresh life pass away again.
Everyone in the Star Gate knows the art of calculation, but unfortunately, he just can't figure out what his destiny is!
The new apprentice is very lively and well-behaved, and he has a mutant dark spiritual root that is rare in ten thousand years. If such a good seedling falls into his hands...
"Master, noodles."
A pair of small hands held a square package and handed it to him, his eyes twinkling like stars, full of expectation.
Xu Pingyuan discovered that his master lived up to his reputation as a fool and was really a fool.
"Master, can you speak?" Xu Pingyuan squatted next to Kuimu Zhenren, watching him conjuring a small pot and scooping half a pot of water into the pool, and let out a proud wow.
My aunt said that men should be encouraged, encourage them to the point where they are on top, and they will be willing to do a lot of things for you.
Kuimu thought it was fake, but didn't expose it.
He hadn't seen such a cunning little girl in a long time.
He did not answer her question, put the pot down and asked: "What then?"
Xu Pingyuan's eyebrows twitched, probably because he was finally sure that he could speak, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Light the fire, boil the water, and when the water boils, put the noodles in." Xu Pingyuan knew the steps very clearly.
Kuimu's fingertips condensed a ball of real fire and threw it under the pot. The water in the pot instantly rolled and boiled.
Xu Pingyuan watched helplessly as half of the pot of water evaporated in a second, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "That's not it. Just boil it, not dry it!"
The little girl looked helpless, and Master Kuimu felt quite embarrassed. Who knows he hasn't cooked in hundreds of years!
"Why don't you take Bigu Dan?" Kuimu couldn't help but ask when he was refilling the water.
Xu Pingyuan replied: "It's not delicious."
Master Kuimu looked at her seriously, "Cultivation people should avoid eating and drinking. Too many sundries are not conducive to practice."
"But Bigu Pill is not delicious."
"You can eat less."
"But Bigu Dan is really not delicious."
"Ingredients containing spiritual power can also be used."
"Master, will you do it?" Xu Pingyuan asked expectantly.
Master Kuimu extinguished the real fire and fell into a long silence.
After a long time, the noodles were soaked.
"Hurry up and eat. It's already very late. Children need to sleep more to grow stronger."
Xu Pingyuan nodded, "Oh, okay."
He even picked up the pot and started eating noodles and drinking soup.
This rich aroma filled the sky above Zicheng Peak, drifted out with the wind, and spread over a large area. Many disciples who were concentrating on cultivation were forced to wake up and silently swallowed a Bigu Pill.
Xu Pingyuan drank up all the soup base, leaving the empty pot behind, and placed it neatly in front of Taoist Kui Mu, "Master, I've finished eating."
Master Kuimu hummed, and when he put away the pot and turned around, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed secretly.
What kind of face is this? It actually aroused the oral desires of his dignified Jindan Master!
The master and apprentice sat by the pool and observed each other.
Xu Pingyuan felt that his master was messy and looked like a prodigal, but his eyes were calm and bright, many times gentler than the real Nishang in Wangshu Tower.
Xu Pingyuan was quite satisfied with this master. Seeing that he looked like he had not yet recovered from the death of his last apprentice, he comforted him:
"Master, don't worry, I won't die. My aunt said that I would be worried when seeing a ghost, so you understand?"
Kuimu Zhenren said that he did not understand and was greatly shocked!
What does child mean?
Could it be that she is talking about her dark spiritual root talent?
Is the dark spirit root a ghost? Master Kui Mu fell into deep thought. He felt that he had to replenish his knowledge base to avoid teaching his disciples badly.
"You should rest first. Get up early tomorrow morning, and I will teach you the rules of this sect."
After saying these words and watching his new apprentice tuck into bed obediently, Master Kui Mu put up a barrier before leaving and flying towards the Tingyu Tower where the books were stored.
Xu Pingyuan didn't really sleep. Seeing her master turning into a meteor and disappearing into the dark night sky outside the window, she wanted to fly out with him.
I don’t know what happened to my brother following that Nishang real person. Is it possible that he hasn’t had dinner yet? Is there a place to sleep at night?
Xu Pingyuan was extremely worried, but she didn't know that her brother was sitting in the exquisite and bright attic at the moment, being enthusiastically fed by his senior brothers and sisters.
It is true that Nishang is a cold person, but she actually has many gentle and kind disciples.
During the day, after Xu Dongbei was anxiously sent to Wangshu Tower by the head disciple, he thought he would be alone in a completely unfamiliar environment.
Unexpectedly, a group of senior brothers and sisters had already been waiting downstairs at Wangshu. When they saw him coming, they enthusiastically stepped forward to help him get familiar with the environment.
Wangshu Tower is built around the mountains. The entire mountain peak is the pillar of the pavilion. The caves of each disciple are on the mountain peak and connected to each other by corridors.
Seen from a distance, Wangshu Tower looks like a giant python coiled on a mountain peak. There are countless attics in it, and each one is very exquisite and unique.
There are six disciples of Master Nishang. Xu Dongbei has not officially become a disciple yet, so he does not count.
However, the senior brothers and sisters all called him Junior Brother, which already recognized his identity.
Compared with the coldness of Master Nishang, her disciples really love each other and are a family. Such a huge contrast made Xu Dongbei confused.
The senior sister has a cheerful personality. Because she is a martial arts practitioner, she is taller and more majestic than the average woman. She also speaks like a bell. She is obviously very gentle, but to the ears, it feels like she is going to fight with others at any time.
"Little junior brother, don't be afraid. Our master is doing well. He is much better than the sanctimonious peak masters of other peaks. From now on, when you enter our Wangshu Tower, you can come to Senior Sister for anything!"
The senior sister's big palm like a cattail leaf "gently" patted Xu Dongbei's small shoulder, causing him to stagger.
"Senior sister, please be gentle, my junior brother can't bear your gentle pat." The second senior brother looked at the senior sister with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with tenderness, how charming he is.
Xu Dongbei was stunned for a moment, and the demon that his aunt had said flashed through his little mind. He looked like a man but not a woman, and could take both men and women.
However, the enthusiasm of the senior sisters and brothers alleviated Xu Dongbei's great negative emotions.
Xu Dongbei, who originally thought he had fallen into a wolf's den, felt that as long as the master did not appear, everything would still be wonderful.
