Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

These days, Baicao Pavilion is so busy that it has no personal freedom.

Wu Zi suddenly sent a message two days ago, asking him to complete the sect's scarce auxiliary spiritual medicine within five days. Su Mu was very surprised to hear the news at first. The technology of refining and synthesizing pills from spiritual plants that promote the mutual complementation of spirit and energy is not advanced, and it is not a difficult task for a wealthy sect like Sanqing Sect. For this reason, he specially asked in detail.

The details of the incident were truly shocking. When some of the disciples in the sect reached the early Nascent Soul stage, they had spiritual energy in their bodies but they could not synchronize with each other. Either their qi was poor and their spirit was weak, or their spirit was deficient and their qi was damaged. No matter what they tried, they could not achieve the combination of spirit and qi.

It was under Wu Zi's nose that a famous disciple's spiritual flow became disordered and his luck was cut off.

It directly endangered the disciples' cultivation results. In serious cases, their spiritual energy suddenly dissipated when they broke through, and they were struck by the power of the thunder to the point of vomiting blood. Although the breakthrough failed, the remaining thunder disease penetrated deep into their bodies. During the period of rest and repair, their spiritual energy could not be mobilized at all, and they could not mobilize it even if they wanted to.

Upon learning of the strange incident, Su Mu summoned many medicine servants and worked day and night to prepare the Qi-strengthening and Spirit-nourishing Pills that the Sanqing Sect urgently needed.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after refining a hundred of them. He wrapped them one by one in triangular leaves and put them in a cloth bag. He took the docile one-horned white deer from Yu Wuying's hand and prepared to head towards the territory of the cultivation world.

There was still a trace of fatigue from lack of sleep under the boy's eyes, and he yawned several times before he completely calmed down. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and without even looking at Su Mu, he said with routine concern: "Master, be careful on the road."

Su Mu, who was sitting astride the deer's back, tilted his head and nodded, then jumped into the air holding the reins connected to the deer's head.

Chu Yunze's sleepiness problem has not improved since he forcibly removed the residual side effects of SZD. He knew that Ming had changed his appearance into the bird he used to feed, and from time to time, he would break into the room or grab the slanting treetops with his claws to peek at him when he was in the room or bathing in the spiritual spring.

He has never developed any other hobbies. For Ming, his only hobby is Chu Yunze, and only Chu Yunze can be his only hobby.

"Have you seen enough hiding there?"

With no hint of joy or anger in his tone, Chu Yunze asked knowingly in order to test Xun Ming's answer.

The pair of plump and clear bird eyes reflected the wet temptation of the naked body of the lover. The white-winged black-feathered bird flapped its wings and swooped down from the tree, and then stood on the white and moist thin shoulders again. It came close to Chu Yunze's ear and teased him in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Baby, you are so beautiful, I love you so much."

Who did he learn this unruly and second-rate look from? Did he learn it from the senior brother?

Thinking of how his senior brother would use this tone to talk to his master, Chu Yunze grinned out loud the next second. He couldn't help it. Once this mysterious sense of humor was aroused, he couldn't control it. The laughter caused by his imagination almost shook Ming off his shoulders. The branches of flesh under his claws rose and fell violently as if the ground was shaking. How could he make people laugh when he was teasing rather than telling a joke?

"Baby, what are you laughing at? Tell me and make me laugh too."

"Puff! Haha!" The endless laughter finally burst out like a dam bursting. He really couldn't bear to listen to Ming saying the word "baby" anymore. The more he said it, the more he couldn't stop. It was simply too funny.

The "booming" laughter continued to overlap in the beautiful environment, and the ripples on the water surface gradually enlarged. The birds foraging nearby were startled by the wide-ranging sound and flew up from the forest, one, two, three, four, all away from the monk who was bending over in the pool and laughing.

After not seeing the baby for a few days, his brain seemed to be broken. Ming could no longer maintain the bird's weakness and returned to his original form.

The hearty laughter stopped abruptly the moment he turned back to life. Chu Yunze crossed his arms and stared at Xun Ming warily. What was he trying to do when he wasn't even wearing any clothes?

A second sound different from the previous one was heard in the spirit pool. There were not only verbal pleas for mercy but also enthusiastic physical movements. After a long, long time, a very gentle gasp was drowned in the rolling water. The man stroked Chu Yunze's smooth and flawless back, and looked up at the blue sky and white sun high above.

The rest day at Jiyue Mountain arrived early because of Xu Luoge's worry. Jiang Yuning followed Mo Zhiyuan and Qian Miaomiao to go down the mountain to the mortal world to relax, and Qing Yanxuan just took the opportunity to have some free time.

The master and two disciples at Yunmiao Peak each had their own things to arrange. The second disciple took a bath, and the youngest disciple went down the mountain. Bai Luoli persisted in transforming the meat bud into a human body. He didn't know whether the mountain or the objects were spiritual. The thousand-year-old purple cherry tree nestled against the pavilion seemed to understand the childlike story he told to the meat bud.

When talking about the thrilling journey of the protagonist in the story, the two-lobed petals of the purple cherry tree would fall down in response to Bai Luoli's deliberately scary tone, and the lavender flower rain added to the visual fantasy. He immediately looked up at the purple cherry tree standing next to the stone pier. The man with thousands of humorous cells subconsciously changed the topic and reminded him seriously: "Don't let it fall off, or you will be bald."

As soon as these words were spoken, the purple cherry tree stopped shedding its pleasingly growing petals and completely stopped showing any expression. The fleshy buds in Bai Luoli's arms began a new round of trembling. Hahahaha, he was almost dying of laughter at his father's words. He could say anything and his joy value kept rising.

Unexpectedly, Bai Luoli said to Rouya again: "Don't laugh anymore. If you laugh again, your father won't be able to hold you."

Not wanting to be outdone, the petals of the purple cherry tree began to fall again, and this time it was the fleshy bud that stayed quietly in Daddy's arms, not daring to laugh so happily anymore.

The wind that blew through the Zuosi Pavilion was so strong that not a single petal or leaf was blown away from the purple cherry tree. Instead, his kind reminder caused the tree to lose so much cherry that it might not have seen such a large amount in hundreds of years. He felt guilty for having good intentions but doing something bad.

He really couldn't have anticipated the chain reaction brought about by just two sentences. Last night, he made a bed on the floor here, using the sky as a blanket and the ground as a mat, and slept with his flesh bud in his arms. Not to mention, the night view of this place is very beautiful. The vast sky is dotted with other colors besides the thick black. The meteors can be seen clearly here. The dreamlike scene, as colorful as the aurora, deeply attracted his brain, which was about to fall asleep.

The aurora is not unfamiliar to him. To put it simply, the supersonic plasma charged particle flow (solar wind) emitted from the surface of the sun passes through the earth's atmosphere, and is guided by the earth's distributed magnetic field along the magnetic lines of force to the earth's poles for release. The colors of the aurora displayed under the collision and excitation state of different gas molecules and charged particles are also different.

He "slept" with his eyes open the whole night, and the even more amazing thing is that he felt more energetic without sleeping.

Bai Luoli had no idea what shape the flesh bud would grow to and how big it would be. Mo Qianyu's voice transmissions were as frequent as ever, and in his conversations it was still him, and the matter of the flesh bud was only mentioned briefly and then there was no further news. It turned out that there was a difference between a biological child and a child born by one's own.

At this moment, Rouya was sleeping soundly, completely undisturbed by external factors. A layer of soft brocade covered most of Rouya's body. Bai Luoli embraced her beloved baby and fell into a state of trance in meditation.