A quick encounter leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings

"Master, I don't understand this sword technique yet."

Yuan Ling looked at Murong Yan embarrassedly. He had no choice but to teach him step by step.

Looking at Han Ming next to him who had fully learned it, Murong Yan fell into doubt.

No, Yuan Ling must be very talented. Why haven't he learned it after so many times?

She looked at him suspiciously, this kid couldn't be so young and just a white and black guy.

Yuan Ling also knew that if he continued to pretend, his secret would be exposed sooner or later, so he stopped when he saw the opportunity.

He raised a cute smile towards Murong Yan and said, "Thank you, Master. This disciple has finally enlightened."

Seeing such a cute and well-behaved disciple, Murong Yan's heart softened.

If it's white and black, just cut it black and play with him.

The fact that Yuan Ling was Bai Qiehei was later confirmed when he went out to practice with other peak disciples.

……

Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The two young boys have grown up, and one is as handsome as the other.

Han Ming is the kind of sunny young man with bright clothes and angry horses, while Yuan Ling is an indifferent young man with excellent appearance, indifference and alienation.

Also because the appearance of the two disciples was so outstanding, the female disciples of the sect would find excuses to come to Qiyan Peak from time to time.

Yuan Ling was very annoyed by this and always left Han Ming to deal with him.

Han Ming was very happy at first, but as time went by, he became a little impatient.

In the end, it was Murong Yan who took action to prevent those people from coming again.

In addition, after five years of getting along, Yuan Ling finally recognized his junior brother.

Mainly because he saw that his junior brother only regarded Murong Yan as his master, and he even ate the food he cooked for five years.

And he also taught himself how to cook, so he was quite pleasing to the eye.

In the past five years, both disciples have made great breakthroughs in their cultivation. Yuan Ling has formed elixirs, and Han Ming has reached the late stage of foundation building.

When Murong Yan reached the middle stage of Mahayana, he became even more famous in the world of immortality.

In the first four years, in addition to practicing, they also had to take cultural classes from the great Confucian professor Murong Yan specially invited from the mountain.

Murong Yan also asked them to learn other peak courses.

Therefore, these two disciples have lived a very fulfilling life in the past four years and have learned a wide range of things.

In the last year, Ji Rong took them out for training.

Yuan Ling was very indifferent to others when he was outside, especially to the woman he had become a nymphomaniac. He was completely different from the clingy puppy in front of Murong Yan.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'll apologize to you."

A petite little girl looked at Yuan Ling shyly and apologized, but there was no expression of remorse on her face.

Yuan Ling stared at the debris on the ground, clenched his fists, raised his head and looked at her coldly.

The little girl shivered in fright, and her eyes immediately became misty, "What's that look in your eyes? I've already apologized to you."

Yuan Ling said in a very bad tone, "Compensate."

If you said you were going to pay for it, just take out the spiritual stone. It's disgusting to show your grievance to anyone here.

The little girl didn't expect that he was not only cruel but also so classless, and that he actually had to pay for it himself.

Angrily, she took out a bag of spirit stones and gave it to him, "Just pay it, I'll give you all these, is that enough?"

Han Ming was especially discerning and stepped forward to take it, took out the corresponding spirit stone, and returned the others to the little girl.

My senior brother doesn't like contact with outsiders, so how could he take her things? Don't dirty his senior brother's hands.

Han Ming: "We only take the corresponding spiritual stones. We don't want any more. Since we have already compensated, girl, please leave."

The girl took the money bag, stamped her foot angrily, and ran away.

Su Luoluo stepped forward and said, "Junior brother, if something is broken, you can buy it again. There is no need to scare a little girl."

Yuan Ling glanced at Su Luoluo calmly. He felt that this senior sister was mentally ill and liked to worry about other people's affairs every day. It was annoying to death.

Yuan Ling: "The things that were broken are not yours. Get out of the way."

Their one-year training was over, and their uncle allowed them to play for a few days before returning to the sect together, but asked everyone to come together to avoid any accidents.

Yuan Ling saw a beautiful ceramic doll sold by a vendor on the street and planned to buy it back and give it to his master.

As a result, not long after I got it, it was touched by the girl who appeared out of nowhere.

Qi Xuan: "Luoluo is your senior sister, how can you talk to her in this tone?"

Yuan Ling: "Just because I am a senior sister, I just have a bad tone."

Qi Xuan: "You..."

Han Ming immediately stepped forward to smooth things over, "Senior brother, calm down, I'll go shopping with you again. Senior sister Luoluo, senior brother Qi Xuan, this is the gift my senior brother wants to give to your master. If it's damaged, you must be in a bad mood. You guys just Just say less, besides, it’s obviously that girl’s fault.”

Su Luoluo felt aggrieved, "But he can't hurt other people's little girls."

Han Ming: "Because that little girl did it on purpose."

Su Luoluo: "Ah?"

Han Ming: "Senior sister, if you think about it, if we are walking in such a large group, usually girls who are alone will avoid us. And senior brother is in the middle, so why didn't she bump into others, but she bumped into my senior brother."

If the senior brother hadn't been paying attention to the ceramics, the girl would definitely not be able to get close to the senior brother.

When Su Luoluo thought about it, his face became a little more embarrassed, "Junior brother, I'm sorry."

Yuan Ling sneered, turned around and left without responding, and Han Ming quickly followed.

Su Luoluo looked at Qi Xuan aggrievedly, "Axuan, I did something wrong again."

Qi Xuan: "It's not your fault. Even if it's the girl's problem, Senior Brother Yuan Ling's attitude is indeed wrong."

Su Luoluo: "Axuan, thank you for comforting me, but I was also wrong. I will apologize to him later."

Qi Xuan: "You have already apologized just now. Based on my understanding of Senior Brother Yuan Ling, if you apologize again, Senior Brother will only be more dissatisfied with you."

Su Luoluo lowered his head, "Well, I understand."

……

During the year when her apprentice was away, Murong Yan was very bored and even felt too deserted. It was obvious that there were many more people in Qiyan Peak now than when she first came here.

It should be because her previous disciples were too clingy to her. Anyway, after the disciples left, she felt uncomfortable in various ways.

Although the two disciples often sent communication symbols back and the system could play the pictures, they still couldn't bear to miss them.

I can only find various things to keep busy and reduce the time I miss.

Every day I either meditate or practice, go to Senior Brother Lu Zhi's place to make elixirs, or go fishing in the back mountains.

Of course, I also occasionally lie in the yard to bask in the sun and catch some fish.

But after all, I am not happy when my disciples are around.

"Your senior brothers will be back soon, aren't you happy?"

She turned over on the recliner and touched the fur of the kitten in her arms.

What answered her was a meow from the little milk cat.

"It's so cute, just as cute as Yuan Ling when he was a child."

Although the little cat didn't know what she said, she still tilted her head and listened carefully.

This cute look made Murong Yan's heart soften even more.

"It's a bit of a foul to be cute."

"Master, who is so cute and a little foul?"