On the 101 Forms of Disciple Blackening

There is a clear spring at the foot of the mountain, which is provided by Qishan Fengtuo for thirsty pedestrians passing by.

A child with dark eyes was exposed, lying on the edge of the well and wriggling his chapped lips. He was only five or six years old, and desperately wanted to drink water, but he didn't move forward for a long time, because he knew that if one If he is not careful, he will fall into the water, and no one will save him.So even though he was very thirsty and his throat was about to smoke, he quietly stared at the waveless and clear water with his wet eyes open.

He doesn't know how to fight for what he wants because he has no ability to protect himself.If he died accidentally, no one would care about him.

Ah, it cannot be said that there is no kindness in this world.He thought quietly, maybe some gods would come down from the sky to help him?

He shook his feet and licked his dry lips.But how long will it take?When will the gods notice him?

During this period, several groups of people passed by, hurriedly scooped up a scoop of water and drank it until their throats gurgled, but they all ignored him and left.Among them, a couple glanced at him, said nothing, and then left without looking back.

He lay on the ground bored in every possible way, swallowing.

The ladle floats like a boat on the water. His hands and feet are short, so he can't reach it when he stands on tiptoe.He looked at passers-by without begging in the slightest. If someone is willing to help him, he can help him. If no one can help him, then he will wait for the gods to come.

At some point, a young boy sat next to him. He stretched out his long arms to scoop up a ladle of water from the well, pouted his mouth, and looked at the child provocatively: "Aren't you going to drink? If you don't speak, you will die of thirst." .If you would beg me, I might be merciful and give you a drink."

He came early, and this time he came to Qishan Fengtuo to learn art from a teacher. He came from a distant country and rested at the foot of the mountain for a few days, waiting for someone to pick him up. Then he saw the child who had been by the well, so many people passed by He didn't ask for water once, which made him curious.

The child pursed his mouth and shook his head, but his chapped and chapped lips betrayed his desperate desire to drink water.

Probably because he didn't have the concept of being thirsty and dying of thirst because he was young, but his thoughts were extraordinarily firm.

The boy sighed: "I already knew that you are such a stubborn person. It is not a good thing to be too stubborn at a young age."

After saying that, the young man set off, intending to pass the ladle of water to the child.

Before approaching the child, a beam of white light descended from the sky.

The two were stabbed so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

After the light dissipated, a young man in black clothes stood by the well, his silent face was neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to see through.

The young man had a strong aura of coldness, as if he was wearing a card of true energy that strangers should not get close to.

But his beauty is so stunning that children and teenagers can't help but see that their hearts skip a beat.

"Immortal..." The young man still retained his rationality: "You...you are from Qishan Fengtuo..."

The young man didn't say a word, his gaze was extremely light, and he passed by the young man silently, and put it on the child.

The young man closed his mouth tightly, still looking at the young man expectantly, but there was no response.

With just an unwavering glance, the young man saw that this young boy had the unique aptitude to become an immortal in the world.

Facing the fearless pupils full of nervousness and shyness, the young man smiled lightly, walked towards him and squatted down, stretching out his clean and slender hands: "I am Luo Jichen from Qishan Fengtuo, and I am willing to enter." Will I be my disciple?"

The young man stood aside and held the ladle tightly, his eyes were full of resentment, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Of course he knew who Luo Jichen was, this immortal cultivator genius.Obviously obeying his father's words, he went down the mountain to pick him up to Fengtuo, Qishan Mountain, why did he turn a blind eye to him! ?Why do you have to greet that little boy with tenderness! ?

The young man didn't seem to intend to take care of him. After the child firmly handed over the young man, the young man got up and planned to leave without even looking at him.

The boy took a sudden step forward: "Why not me?!"

The young man's cold back was molded in front of him, and his fair skin and vermilion lips complemented each other, seducing many people in this world: "You are only a mere oak tree, dare you."

A mere...

The material of oak?

The blood on the boy's face faded.

His body staggered, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

...

Luo Jichen led him through the mountain gate, the cave mansion, the teacher's ceremony before the people, and the Yanzi Huishi.He still felt that he was in a dream, and Master's name was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Look, I said there must be immortals.The child thought proudly while drinking water.Although he was very thirsty, he still didn't drink anymore, which made Luo Jichen, who was standing aside, take another look at him.

After a few days.

"You are Master's new disciple, what's your name?"

The girl bent her slender willow eyebrows and looked at the young boy carefully.

The child looked up at the girl who was not much older than him: "Jin Chi."

"My name is Fang Siqing, and I'm your senior sister. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. Although I can't know everything like Master, Master is very busy. Don't go to him frequently. It will disturb you." to him."

After saying these words, the girl imitated her master, stroked her sleeves, and walked away proudly.

When Jin Chi heard this, his eyes were filled with forbearance, Master respects him, is he really busy?If it is true what the senior sister said, then I will start to endure not to go to the master.

but……

He moved his fingers, it was too hard for him.

He really wanted to look at Master every day.

The way Master's slender fingers rubbed the tea body, the way Master looked down at the scroll, the way Master looked at him...

As long as it is a faint back of the master, he will feel extremely satisfied when he sees it.

Especially when Master's eyes were on him, he would subconsciously feel hot all over, and his heart was beating faster than usual.He doesn't know why he has such a strong feeling, but he really likes this feeling, and hopes that every day, every night, every month, every year in the future will have such a liking.

It seemed that as long as Master kept his eyes on him, his day would become full and happy.

The bustling snow fell all over the place.

"Master..." Jin Chi changed into clean clothes and knelt in front of Luo Jichen's mansion.The master has not summoned him for these months, and he began to see the master less and less.

No matter how long he knelt down here, no matter whether it was snow or hail falling outside, the master would not come out and glance at him, let alone whether he was frostbitten or not.

He began to be at a loss as to whether he had done something wrong to offend Master.But I practiced in a regular manner every day according to the instructions of the master. Although the master of each level of diligence did not express any approval or even expressed it, when he thought that he had completed every goal given to him by the master, he became more and more excited. The closer he is to Master's request, he will feel that he is getting closer to Master, and the distance between himself and him is getting shorter and shorter.