Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingyi's face turned red, as if his secret thoughts were revealed to the public.

I even felt a little regretful. I thought I should have learned more before making this for him.

"Your hair is messy." Shi Yan said in her ear, then raised his hand to help her push the hair around her neck back.

The fingertips seemed to accidentally brush across the fair and beautiful neck, and Hua Qingyi's neck immediately turned visibly red.

She shrank her neck, then mustered up the courage to turn around and look at Shi Yan who was so close to her. She had never seen him so closely before. His skin was as white as porcelain and as delicate as a baby's, and there seemed to be some strange color in his usually cold eyes.

Her heart was pounding, and then she blushed and said, "I kind of want to kiss you."

"Cough... cough cough..." Shi Yan seemed to be frightened by her. He immediately turned his head and started coughing violently.

"Uh no, if it's not possible, then... forget it..." Hua Qingyi pursed his lips, sitting obediently, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

In the next few days, every time Shi Yan saw her straightforward gaze, he couldn't help but want to dodge.

Hua Qingyi thought Shi Yan was really cute.

After a few days, Shi Yan suddenly found Hua Qingyi and asked, "Are you willing to be my personal disciple?"

Hua Qingyi was stunned for a moment. She didn’t care whether he was a direct disciple or not, or a disciple or not. It was enough for her as long as she could see Shi Yan every day.

But if Shi Yan wanted to take her in as his disciple, she would definitely agree: "Yes!"

The leader of Lingyuan Sect holds a ceremony to accept a disciple.

Originally, the disciple-recruiting ceremony was to be celebrated only within the sect, but for some reason, Shi Yan invited people from all sects, big and small, to come.

For a time, the entire world of immortal cultivation was talking about how the leader of Lingyuan Sect had obtained an extraordinary disciple and was very happy.

It was just a ceremony to recruit disciples, so naturally the leaders of each sect did not need to attend in person. The one who came from the Shenxiao Sect was Xuan Yue, and the one who came from the Taixu Sect was Meng Qianji.

The ceremony was extremely grand, with guests from all over the world gathering together, which made Hua Qingyi feel that it was a bit exaggerated.

But seeing that Shi Yan seemed really happy, she could only sigh and let it go.

"Although Fairy Qingyi is a spirit monster, her aptitude is excellent!"

"But Fairy Qingyi is so beautiful. If she could look at me, I would have no regrets in my life..."

Ji Wuyou sighed while fanning himself, and secretly looked in the mirror. After that, he sighed even harder: "I accept that I can't compare to that monster Shi Yan, but how come all his disciples are prettier than me?"

After the disciple-taking ceremony, Hua Qingyi officially became Shi Yan's disciple, and he continued to accompany Shi Yan and help him.

But Shi Yan also took on the responsibility of being a master, and taught everything he knew about runes.

Hua Qingyi lived up to expectations and made rapid progress in the art of runes. Even Zhu Wuxie couldn't help but praise him when he saw him.

"Shi Yan?" Hua Qingyi poked his head into Shi Yan's room, but saw no one.

Finally, he was found in the spiritual plant garden. He seemed to be just lowering his head, and seemed to be looking down at the spiritual plants in the spiritual field.

But from Hua Qingyi's perspective, his back looked a bit leisurely and sad.

"Ah! Why are you here?" Hua Qingyi walked forward and tilted his head to look at him.

However, Shi Yan turned his face away so that she could not see his expression.

Hua Qingyi and Shi Yan had been together for five years, and they were already very familiar with each other. She immediately reached out and held his face and turned it back: "Why are you hiding? Let me take a look."

The panic and surprise on Shi Yan's face flashed away, and the watery red in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"What's wrong with you? Shi Yan, were you crying just now?" Hua Qingyi looked at him with her round eyes.

"No." He frowned grimly, trying to save some face.

Even so, Hua Qingyi felt that he was worried about something, and it seemed to be a very troublesome thing.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "If... one day, I entrust Lingyuan Sect to you, are you willing?"

"Entrust it to me?" Hua Qingyi was puzzled.

Shi Yan turned his head and stared straight into her eyes: "I will pass the throne to you and make you the leader of Lingyuan Sect."

Hua Qingyi suddenly panicked. She lowered her head and thought, if she became the leader of Lingyuan Sect, wouldn’t she be responsible for all the affairs of Lingyuan Sect?

But the Divine Phoenix Clan cannot interfere in disputes between different clans. If she becomes the clan leader, interference is inevitable.

She looked up. "You still have a long life ahead of you. Why did you suddenly think of this? You can't be lazy."

The light in Shi Yan's eyes seemed to dim for a moment, and he pulled the corner of his mouth: "I just suddenly thought that the demon race has a long lifespan and is worthy of trust."

Hua Qingyi thought: No, she can't be the sect leader, and he can't put his hopes on her. It would be better for him to accept another disciple!

So she said, "But I am a demon after all. I think it would be better if the sects in your world of immortal cultivation were taken over by the cultivators of the spirit race. The immortal cultivator conference is coming soon. You must pick a suitable one to be my junior brother or sister at that time!"

Shi Yan lowered his eyes, turned around and said: "It depends on fate. As you said, I have a long life, and I will not accept a disciple at this time."

Hua Qingyi looked at his back as he turned away and seemed a little lonely, so he hurriedly chased after him: "I recently learned how to make wine, and buried it under the plum tree in the yard. Do you want to try it?"

The two figures gradually disappeared among the plum trees, one after the other.

Hua Qingyi poured a glass of wine for Shi Yan and said, "This is the plum blossom wine I carefully brewed."

Shi Yan picked it up and took a bite out of courtesy.

Hua Qingyi watched his expression gradually become strange, and couldn't help but said guiltily: "It's just... the first time I brewed wine, maybe the taste is not good..."

"Ahem..." Shi Yan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Not bad."

Hua Qingyi poured himself a cup as well, sniffed it, found it quite normal, then raised his hand and drank it.

"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as the wine passed through her throat, she choked and tears came out.

"Are you okay?" Shi Yan immediately raised his hand and patted her back gently.

"Cough..." Hua Qingyi coughed until his throat was burning. He looked up at Shi Yan with wet eyes: "This wine... why does it taste like eating a knife..."

Shi Yan paused as he was patting her back, and her slightly red eyes looked at him aggrievedly, making him feel that the wine seemed particularly intoxicating.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her chin, and carefully rubbed her glistening lips with his fingertips, which were soft and warm.

He rolled his throat, lowered his eyes and said, "It's not that bad."

Hua Qingyi covered his throat and felt it for a while: "Fortunately I didn't brew too much..."