After Lin Jichen finished his report, he also reported the results in Feng Yuan Secret Realm to Leng Feiyan. Leng Feiyan nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
"Jinpeng Poxu Step is indeed a rare top-level wind-based movement technique. I am very happy to have you as a master. However, no matter how top-level the skills are, you must practice diligently, and the more top-level skills require more effort and training.
Don't be lazy or slack off, otherwise even the most powerful technique will have only mediocre power in your hands."
Leng Feiyan started teaching earnestly.
Lin Jichen knew that Leng Feiyan was afraid that he would bite off more than he could chew due to learning too many top-level techniques, but he was just in the game now.
With the help of Nuwa, a game brain, learning skills is not a problem at all.
"Master, I understand, I will practice hard and study hard." Lin Jichen agreed.
Leng Feiyan nodded and said: "Also, although Moji Zhenyuan Jue is a demonic method, it is still a top-notch defensive mental method. You can learn it for the time being, and you will have your own skills as a teacher after Nascent Soul.
There are more suitable exercises for you to learn."
"Okay! Thank you so much, Master!" Lin Jichen nodded quickly, feeling secretly happy in his heart. Being a disciple with a master is like a treasure~
Leng Feiyan, on the other hand, said dissatisfiedly: "Thank you, stupid disciple."
Lin Jichen understood what he meant. Leng Feiyan thought he was too unfamiliar, so he immediately laughed.
Seeing the beautiful Master Leng so close at hand, he couldn't help but lean in from the water.
Leng Feiyan suddenly became nervous, shrank into the water, and said shyly: "Don't come over..."
"Ahem...Master, we haven't been gentle and gentle for a long time. Shouldn't we do something that young couples do instead?" Lin Jichen asked with a smirk.
Leng Feiyan's face is like a fire and his head is shaking like a rattle, he is extremely cute.
Although she secretly established a relationship with Lin Jichen, the thin-skinned Leng Feiyan still couldn't let go.
What's more, she has no clothes on...
Lin Jichen didn't care about so much. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He pressed forward step by step. There wasn't a big bathtub in the first place, and the two of them were almost close to each other in an instant.
However, just when Lin Jichen was about to cause trouble, a magical force hit him from under the water. Lin Jichen stayed on the spot, and his vision went dark.
Then there was only a splash of water and footsteps.
By the time Lin Jichen regained his movement and consciousness, the beautiful figure in the bathtub had disappeared.
Instead, Leng Feiyan had already changed his clothes and was standing in front of the bathtub, looking at him proudly.
Lin Jichen smiled bitterly: "Master, what are you doing..."
Leng Feiyan looked up at her swan-like snowy neck and hummed: "My teacher, why do you want to ask me what you want to do? You stinky disciple, you are not serious~"
"I haven't seen Master for a long time, so I just want to be gentle." Lin Jichen said quibly.
Leng Feiyan flicked him on the head lightly and said: "I am so stupid that I don't believe your lies. You go out to the bar first, and after you come out, I will tell you something."
Having said that, Leng Feiyan had already gone out.
When Lin Jichen saw that Leng Feiyan had left, there was no point in taking a bath by himself, so he had to wash his body and come out.
Leng Feiyan stood on the stone steps in the courtyard, wearing a snow-white dress, with fluttering sleeves and flying black hair.
She looked up at the stars in the sky, thoughtfully.
The bright moon shone brightly, illuminating her figure with a hint of loneliness.
The water chestnut trees in the courtyard are full of flowers. The cool breeze blows, and the water chestnut flowers are flying like snow. They surround Leng Feiyan's clothes and linger on the creamy skin, which is quiet and beautiful.
Lin Jichen looked at this scene and suddenly felt that no matter how beautiful the water chestnut flower was, it couldn't compare to the beauty of his master.
He looked at the aloof and arrogant Leng Feiyan and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
This lonely scene, this girl who was born holding a sword, must have been experienced for who knows how many years.
Hearing Lin Jichen's footsteps, Leng Feiyan turned around and smiled brightly.
This smile made Lin Jichen's heart flutter, like a sweet bullet hitting his heart.
He is probably the only disciple who can see Leng Feiyan smiling like this!
Lin Jichen walked slowly over, came to Leng Feiyan, and sighed: "Master, these four seasons of spring and autumn, the colorful purples and reds, the green mountains and rivers, are not as good as the smile you gave me."
Leng Feiyan was caught off guard, his face turned red, he lowered his head and pursed his lips, even his hair felt shy.
"You stinky disciple... you can say nice things to coax me..."
Lin Jichen couldn't help but grabbed her wrist, gently held her in his arms.
Leng Feiyan didn't resist this time. Compared to the naked encounter in the bathtub just now, she happily accepted this gentle and implicit hug.
However, she still couldn't help but her cheeks turned slightly red, and she leaned a little stiffly in Lin Jichen's arms.
Lin Jichen looked at the beauty in his arms and couldn't help it. He held Leng Feiyan's jade cheeks, lowered his head and kissed her cold red lips.
"Hmm~" Leng Feiyan snorted, his body suddenly softened, and he closed his eyes tightly. He was still as unfamiliar and shy as he was the first time, forced to cater to her.
Not long after, Lin Jichen couldn't control his hands and began to secretly slide them down from Leng Feiyan's waist...
Leng Feiyan immediately woke up as if he was electrocuted, and twisted his waist.
"Hiss~ Master, did you murder your own husband?"
Lin Jichen screamed.
Leng Feiyan hurriedly pushed him away and spat: "Who told you to do evil, traitor~"
Lin Jichen smiled and had no choice but to give up. He wanted to hug again, but Leng Feiyan deftly dodged him.
"Don't make trouble, my teacher has something to tell you."
Leng Feiyan took a deep breath and tried to calm down her violently beating heart.
"Tomorrow morning, you go to Lingyao Mountain to meet Uncle Tianqing."
"Ah? Why are you going to see Elder Tianqing?" Lin Jichen asked curiously.
Leng Feiyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Have you forgotten that you made an appointment with Uncle Tianqing back then? When you reach the spiritual realm, you will become your teacher and learn the art of alchemy."
Lin Jichen slapped his forehead. If he hadn't mentioned this, he would have almost forgotten it.
"Master, you won't be angry if I worship him as my teacher, right?" Lin Jichen still asked tentatively.
When he was about to take Tian Qing as his disciple, his precious master was so jealous that he almost expelled him from his apprenticeship.
"You and Elder Tianqing learn the art of alchemy, and you learn swordsmanship from me. There is no conflict." Leng Feiyan said.
Lin Jichen breathed a sigh of relief and said slyly: "Master, otherwise, after I become the master of Elder Tianqing, you will no longer be my master."
"What?" Leng Feiyan almost thought that she heard wrongly, and thought that Lin Jichen didn't want to be with her anymore. Her eyes and expression showed the panic and confusion of a little girl.
Who would have thought that Lin Jichen would smile evilly and say in the next second: "Stop being my master, be my wife instead, okay?"
Leng Feiyan was stunned for a second, and then turned red.
"Fuck you! Who wants to be your wife, stinky disciple, bad disciple, rebellious disciple..."
As he spoke, Leng Feiyan raised his fist and was about to hit Lin Jichen. Lin Jichen quickly dodged, and the master and apprentice started playing around in the courtyard.
After enough fussing, Lin Jichen and Leng Feiyan sat in the courtyard, looking at the stars and smelling the flowers.
The two of them spent the whole night in the courtyard...