[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"Yes." The door creaked open, and warm sunlight poured in. "Master, this is the elixir refined by the second elder."

The elixir is mild and bitter and needs to be taken once a month. "The second elder said that if you take this medicine for up to ten years, it will no longer work." Nangong Mujin put the elixir on the table and glanced at Qi An who was sleeping, "And he said Senior brother, please find a Taoist companion as soon as possible, there is no way to endure it all the time."

Song Ci'an stood up and heard Nangong Mujin narrating the words of the second elder, her eyes filled with incomprehensible emotions, "Take care of Qi An first, and give him the medicine when he wakes up." The look he looked at Qi An was indeed Profound.

"Yes, Master." Nangong Mujin watched Song Ci'an leave. The moment she turned her head, she found that the person who should have been asleep had opened her eyes at some point, "Senior brother? Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Qi An lowered his eyes and avoided Nangong Mujin's sight. Although he knew that Nangong Mujin didn't know anything, when he thought about what happened just now, he felt a rush of heat in his face. He actually held the master's hand and did it. Qi An felt that his face was getting hotter and hotter when he thought of it, and... the master didn't refuse. He didn't know how to face the master just now, so he pretended to sleep. Qi An couldn't help but tremble at the top of his lungs when he felt the meaningful look his master looked at him when he left.

"This is the elixir given by the second elder. You should take it once a month." After giving the elixir to Qi An, Nangong Mujin added, "The second elder said that starting from next month, if you survive this month, you don't need to take the elixir." ”

Looking at Qi An's current appearance, Nangong Mujin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "I just came back from the Endless Wilderness and heard Master say that you were in seclusion. I thought we would get together after you came out and broke through the Nascent Soul, but I didn't expect it. This kind of thing." Nangong Mujin seemed to recall Qi An's poisonous appearance and shook his body.

"What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful that you have to find a Taoist companion to cure it." Nangong Mujin's tone was filled with curiosity.

The two of them have joined the Yunxiao Sect since they were young. They have been practicing in Yunxiao Peak for a long time and are far away from the world. Their master never teaches such things. Therefore, they are not as knowledgeable about love as men in the world, and they stay in Yunxiao Peak for a long time. So not much is known about the matter.

Qi An's eyes moved slightly. It seemed that Nangong Mujin had never known about this. "It's okay. What did you encounter in the Endless Wilderness to come back so late." Calculating the date of Nangong Mujin's return, it should be on the day when the Endless Wilderness was closed. Just came out.

Hearing that Qi An deliberately ignored the poisoning, Nangong Mujin followed his instructions, "On the first day we entered the Endless Wilderness, we were transported to the sixth level of the Endless Wilderness. When fighting against the demons, I couldn't help but I accidentally fell into a dark cave, where I met a great master who was incarnation, and accepted his inheritance. When I came out, I found that it was the last day that the Endless Wilderness was closed, and the rest of the people had already left." Nangong Mujin He briefly told Qi An what happened in the endless wilderness.

"Venerable Jinxiao, the sect master means that the grand ceremony for your breakthrough into the Mahayana period will be held together with this apprenticeship ceremony." The disciple cupped his hands and said, "The sect master said it was so lively."

After thinking about the sect leader, this excuse was indeed something he could come up with, "Yes."

"There is one more thing." The disciple looked at Song Ci'an's expression as usual, straightened up and said, "The sect leader said that the sect is now cold and the number of people is quite small. The venerable Jinxiao Peak only has two disciples. It should be collected this time. I will accept more disciples during the Disciple Ceremony to strengthen our sect.”

"This is the charter for this selection." The disciple stepped forward and handed over the jade slip respectfully, "You can choose the disciple you like as your disciple during the sect's selection process."

Taking the jade slip, "This is not etiquette." Song Cian said.

"You are an exception." The disciple said, "The number of people in Jinxiao Peak is too small, and the Venerable is now Mahayana. According to the rules, you have the right to choose first."

Song Ci'an didn't say anything, but the disciple saw the meaning of seeing off the guest, "Then, your venerable, think about it first, I will go back and report to the sect master." After saying that, he withdrew, raised his hand and touched it, and broke into a cold sweat.

"Master, do you still want to accept disciples?" Qi An, who was standing in the darkness, came out. Although he meant to ask, he had a questioning tone.

Looking at Qi An, who was acting petty due to just a few words of conversation, he touched Qi An's head and said, "I won't accept it." The twenty-year-old boy was not even a baby in the world of cultivation. The young man's figure was extremely tall. At first glance, he was almost as tall as himself.

After untying his heart knot, Song Cian responded to the request of the young man in front of him. But the young man didn't know whether it was because of some enlightenment or something, but he actually hid from Song Cian for a few days after Song Cian left that day and then took the initiative to find him. There is a cautious temptation in the tone and behavior, and there is a subtle temptation. Under Song Ci's undetectable connivance, he now has a little more temper.

"Yes." The arrogant tone had a seductive tone, like an arrogant peacock, showing off its beautiful tail feathers with a smile, "Then why is Master still taking this jade slip?"

"Hibiscus and even Yuanying." Song Ci'an grabbed the hand that was moving around on his body. His skin was fair and his joints were long. He was not honest when he was held in his hand. He moved to scratch the palm of his hand that was close at hand.

The itching in the palm of my hand came, as if my heart was being swept around by a small brush.

A monk can accept disciples after reaching Nascent Soul. This is not only the rule of Yunxiao Sect, but also the tacit consent of the entire cultivation world. Those who have cultivated to the level of Yuanying can be regarded as having a place in the world of cultivation. As their fame spreads, countless people come to seek disciples, especially the cultivators in the Yunxiao Sect.

There are many ordinary people who yearn for cultivation. It is not easy to become a disciple of a powerful person, and the higher the cultivation level, the more careful you are about recruiting disciples. Instead of recruiting a bunch of disciples with poor talent and low moral character, which is time-consuming and laborious, It would be better to only accept one or two disciples with good talent and good conduct.

Qi An immediately understood what Song Ci'an meant, and turned his eyes slightly, "It just so happened that Mu Jin said that he also had the intention to accept disciples, so it just happened to follow his wishes."

The two of them confirmed the matter of recruiting disciples in one word, "Okay." Song Cian turned to stare into Qi An's eyes, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Being stared at by smiling eyes, Qi An even curled up his hands in shame. Logically speaking, he had done even worse things to the master than this, but once he was looked at by the master, Even my palms and neck felt itchy.

It's not that I'm shy, it's just a subconscious reaction, Qi An thought angrily.

"Let's go." Song Ci'an let go of Qi An's hand and held it instead.

"What are you going to do?" Qi An asked casually with a sweet feeling in his heart, but he really didn't care what he was going to do.

"Go tell Mu Jin the good news." A faint voice came. He looked at the hands held by the two of them, and then thought that Mu Jin would know that he was about to have a group of young disciples later, Qi An laughed.

Looking at the tall figure walking in front of him, he looked serious. Sure enough, the more serious the person, the more evil he felt in his heart. He scratched Song Ci'an's palm, and what he got was a hand that was holding him tighter. Qi An Ru thought.