Chapter 76 The Master Wants Me To Sleep With Her (6)
The other party didn't take the half-height child seriously at all, and looked down at him with an expression that seemed extremely impatient.
Then he snorted coldly, "I am Sun Pingmi. I am higher than you in seniority. You should call me Senior Brother."
Xie Weiran stared at him, anger surging in his eyes, but he restrained himself and just looked at him coldly.
Hearing this, the young man was suddenly startled and looked down at the jade pendant on his waist - cyan.
Not personally.
The young man's delicate face was calm and he said in a calm tone: "You are not Master's disciple."
"You..." The man's face changed, and anger surged in his eyes.
This was a sore point for him. Back then, he had excellent spiritual roots and won the first place in the disciple election. He originally wanted to join Qian Yi Xianzun's disciples, but unexpectedly, she turned around and left without even looking at her.
Reluctantly, he joined the elder's sect and became an inner disciple. To outsiders, it looked like a glorious sight, but he felt extremely regretful.
Now that he saw that such a useless person in front of him could become the direct disciple of the Immortal Lord, he was filled with jealousy and madness.
Xie Weiran didn't want to talk nonsense to him, ignored him, turned around and squatted outside the window, looking down the mountain.
When will the master come back?
Sun Pingmi rolled her eyes, suddenly smiled, walked to Xie Weiran, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to know why the Immortal Lord still wants you despite your mediocre qualifications?"
Xie Weiran still remained silent, his eyelids slightly drooped.
"It's not because your face looks very similar to Qingyan Immortal. The Immortal has admired him for a long time, and he must have chosen you to make the furnace."
He said sarcastically, with jealousy flashing in his eyes.
In one sentence, two painful points.
Looks similar to others?
Furnace?
Xie Weiran's eyelids twitched slightly, and murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
At such a young age, her face was still tender, but when she met his eyes, Sun Pingmi felt a chill in her heart, giving her a creepy feeling.
Sun Pingmi looked at his expression and knew that the child was angry, but he was not afraid and still mocked: "You don't know about the furnace, right? The great masters with high cultivation level in the Immortal Sect will encounter bottlenecks, and the furnace is for them to vent their anger.
Play with and use it as a tool to improve your cultivation."
"We usually choose those with good looks, so your face resembles Qingyan Immortal Lord's, so it's quite valuable."
When saying these words, Sun Pingmi deliberately hid his jealousy and only showed disdain.
What if I could gain the favor of Qianyi Immortal Lord, look like Qingyan Immortal Lord or make a furnace cauldron.
After Sun Pingmi finished speaking, he saw that the child still looked depressed, as if he had been punched on cotton, and felt very unhappy.
But guessing that the Immortal Lord was coming back soon, Sun Pingmi suppressed her anger, snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.
The room fell into dead silence again.
I don't know how long it took, but the young man seemed to have come back to his senses. He no longer waited in front of the window, but found a corner in the palace to hug himself and be in a daze.
His spiritual roots are so weak that he cannot cultivate at all. He is still a monster. Apart from his face, he is not lovable at all.
No wonder she stayed for him that day. It turned out that she was attracted by his face.
Who were those gentle eyes looking at through him?
Xie Weiran felt bitter in his heart.
Should he be grateful that he happened to look like the person his master likes?
…
The night is dark.
Zhu Yu came back from the outside and stepped on the silver light. When he saw that the Luoyue Palace on the top of the mountain was only dimly lit, he couldn't help but quicken his steps.
She had just come out of seclusion, and the senior brother in charge of her chatted with her for most of the day, talking about all sorts of things without focusing on the main point.
She walked along the corridor and found that the room next to hers had not been tidied at all, and she couldn't help but feel angry.
She was treated with such contempt as soon as she came out of seclusion. She thought that she must go to the disciples' outer sect tomorrow to establish her prestige.
Pushing the door open and entering, Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw Xie Weiran sitting in the hall.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Xie Weiran looked up at her and pursed her lips without saying a word, her eyes clear and without any impurities.
Zhu Yu felt a little distressed and took a few steps closer to sit across from him. "I've been out for a while, want to eat something first?"
She quickly took out the prepared meals from her storage bag and ate with him. Xie Weiran stood up as instructed, took the chopsticks, and silently ate the white rice in the bowl.
When Zhu Yu saw this, he felt a little strange and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"
She specially went to a big restaurant outside to buy grilled fish, pork trotters and other hard vegetables, which were much better than what she usually ate.
Xie Weiran still didn't answer, just put food into his mouth.
Soon the bottom of the bowl was empty, so he put down his chopsticks and sat obediently at the table.
Zhu Yu guessed that he might be angry with himself, so he could only coax, "I was delayed because of something today. I will accompany you to purchase daily necessities tomorrow."
While talking, she performed a cleansing technique on the boy.
"Sleep in my palace tonight."
The boy's back stiffened.
After dinner, Zhu Yu settled him down first, then turned to go to the study to check the files.
After all, he is a demon cultivator, and his cultivation method is very different from that of people in the Immortal Sect, so he has to think of some way to make him adapt.
After sorting out the information, Zhu Yuqing returned to the bed and lay down.
The child was sleeping inside, a small ball with his body almost touching the wall.
The one between them is wide enough to drive a carriage.
Zhu Yu was lying next to the bed. She closed her eyes and rubbed her fingers slightly. The boy was moved a little. Zhu Yu's mouth curled up slightly. He was about to fall asleep peacefully when he noticed a cold breath coming from him.
She quickly opened the quilt and found that the red flames on the child's forehead were flashing slightly, but his whole body was as cold as ice.
Zhu Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong.
She didn't dare to neglect, so she quickly grabbed his cold hand and transferred her spiritual power into his body, but was intercepted.
The supernatural power in his body is rejecting it.
Zhu Yu tentatively activated his spiritual attack, causing the young man's body to tremble suddenly.
She was so frightened that she quickly stopped for fear of hurting him.
In the end, I had no choice but to take people to find Third Senior Brother.
There is a medicinal spring in the back hall of Changming Hall, which can treat injuries. Maybe the third senior brother has a way.
After handing the child over to him, Zhu Yu walked around anxiously outside the screen. It had been quite a while since he saw the third senior brother come out.
How could it be so seriously injured?
It seemed that it was caused by the collision between the supernatural power generated in her body and the spiritual energy. She had hidden the red flame when she came, and she only hoped that the third senior brother would not discover it.
"This brat..."
The third senior brother walked out of the house cursing. When he saw Zhu Yu, he frowned and complained vigorously, "Why is he so stubborn?"
Zhu Yu hurriedly greeted him, "What happened?"
Jiang Tang and others lifted the curtain and walked in.
Xie Weiran was sitting in the corner of the medicinal spring wearing his underwear, eyes closed tightly, his face pale and his forehead sweating, as if he was enduring great pain.
"Look at how stubborn he is, he's in so much pain, I'm going to give him an acupuncture to relieve the stimulation of the medicinal spring, and I won't let anyone take off his clothes until I die." Jiang Tang said angrily.
Zhu Yu felt helpless after hearing this.
The medicinal spring was usually used by disciples who were cultivating immortals. For a child like him who had not yet entered Taoism, going in would be more painful than having bones removed and crushed into pieces.
"Senior brother, how about I come?" she asked cautiously.
"You go, you go."
Jiang Tang waved his hand, handed her the silver needle and the medical book on acupuncture points, and then stood by the side with his hands on his hips to watch the show.