Ruthless Daoist Master Forced Me to Give Birth[Transmigration Book]

At that time, Ren Xuechuan was half leaning on the head of the bed, with a calm face, long eyelashes like crow feathers, and black hair scattered on his chest, it was really pleasing to the eye.

He was only wearing unlined clothing, and his body was icy cold.

Ling Yan was lying on top of him, his upper body naked, wearing only a pair of underpants, with one hand grabbing the other's skirt and his loose hair, and the other arm around the other's waist.

Sudden beautification attack, and such an intimate posture, Ling Yan suddenly became ill.

The eyes of the two collided, and Ling Yan immediately bounced up like his butt was on fire, and ran out while screaming.

He panicked, ran around Qingyang Peak, and then jumped directly into the cold pool in the back mountain.

——Now I really want to die.

Ah ah

My fame is destroyed in one fell swoop!

Not long after, Ren Xuechuan came to the edge of the cold pond and threw a set of clean clothes on the bank.

Ling Yan peeked at him from underwater, and saw that the other party also changed clothes...

When he thought of dirtying his master's clothes, he wished he could die a second time.

This time I really lost my face.

Why on earth is this happening? !

Ren Xuechuan put down his clothes and left, while Ling Yan soaked in the ice water, trying to counsel himself psychologically.

He comforted himself, Master who practiced the ruthless way should have looked down on these natural physiological reactions of adolescent boys long ago.Besides, he was hot because of the fire poison, and there was nowhere to relieve it, so...so why is it so embarrassing? !

Ling Yan felt ashamed, he was hot all over, and boiled a pool of ice water in a short time.

He doesn't want to leave this pool at all, he just wants to stay here for 1000 years, 1 years.However, half an hour later, Ren Xuechuan came to the back mountain to take a look from a distance.Ling Yan had no choice but to quickly get up and get dressed, pack up her shame and go to see him.

When he arrived in the front yard, he didn't dare to look at the other party at all. He just lowered his head and blushed and shouted: "Master..."

Ren Xuechuan handed him a brand new robe, and even helped him comb his hair himself.Ling Yan was flattered and shivered.

His hair was burned a lot by the fire unicorn, and Ren Xuechuan helped him cut off the burned part during the few days when he was unconscious, and now his hair is short enough to be combed into a neat ponytail.Ren Xuechuan helped him tie a golden hairband for simple decoration.

Seeing that the master treated him so tenderly, Ling Yan guessed that the other party really didn't take the previous matter to heart, so his sense of shame eased a lot.

After tidying up the people, Ren Xuechuan walked out of the courtyard.

"Are you going out, Master?" Ling Yan asked.

Ren Xuechuan glanced at him, Ling Yan hurriedly followed, and then he was taken to the Jade Dragon Hall.

The Jade Dragon Hall is located at the highest point of the Konghua Sect, Yulong Peak, where the clouds and mist are shrouded in majesty, and it is a place for gatherings and discussions.

Ling Yan saw the sect leader Bai Xiaohe and several other peak masters of the Konghua Sect. He straightened up his clothes and saluted them, saying hello, trying not to embarrass his master.

Everyone has a kind face and is very friendly.

Then Ren Xuechuan looked at Ling Yan and said to him: "Choose."

Ling Yan was at a loss: "What to choose?"

Ren Xuechuan said succinctly: "Choose people and learn from them."

"Huh?" Ling Yan was inexplicable, "Didn't I already choose you?"

Ren Xuechuan picked up the teacup: "Except for me."

"why?"

Ling Yan suspected that his brain was confused, why couldn't he understand the situation?

Ren Xuechuan took a sip of tea and briefly explained the reason: "Physiques are incompatible."

Ling Yan: "This..."

indeed.

He belongs to fire, and Ren Xuechuan is like a piece of ice.It is indeed very inappropriate for two people to be cold and hot.For the sake of thriving and healthy development, Ling Yan should really choose another suitable person as his master.

However, he didn't really come to learn art from a teacher and soar.

"I don't want it," Ling Yan immediately refused, "I want you to be my master, and I want to be your apprentice. If you don't want me, I... I'll kill people and set fires to bring disaster to the world."

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

Ren Xuechuan put down his teacup and gave him a cold look.

Ling Yan met his gaze bravely, and threatened: "If you don't lead me back to Qingyang Peak today, I will be possessed on the spot."

The rest of them almost died laughing in the hall.

"Xuechuan," the headmaster teased, "For the sake of the sect's reputation and the safety of the world, you should take this child back."

Others also joined in, shouting: "Take it back, take it back."

Ren Xuechuan hesitated.

Ling Yan immediately raised his right hand in front of him, swearing: "I swear I will never run around again, I know I was wrong, Master. I am willing to accept the punishment."

He looked around, and quickly locked his eyes on Chu Jingming, the master of Lingze Peak: "Uncle Chu, I will borrow your weapon."

As he spoke, without waiting for the other party to agree, he directly drew the iron bone mace hanging from his waist, returned to Ren Xuechuan and knelt down.

He held up the iron-bone mace high up: "You can hit me with Uncle Chu's mace, beat me hard, hang it up and hit me, and leave me a breath and let me climb back to Qingyang Peak."

"Disrespectful." Ren Xuechuan glanced at him, immediately picked up the iron bone mace, got up and returned it to Chu Jingming with both hands.

Chu Jingming laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Yaner should be punished for sneaking out," Bai Xiaohe said, "but he should be rewarded for breaking into the Qilin Cave bravely and saving his fellow disciples. If the merits and demerits are equal, there is no need to be punished. A small punishment is enough. This Xue Chuan, you can figure it out yourself."

Ning Weiyue said to Ren Xuechuan: "Before your master passed away, he also advised you to accept a disciple, and I haven't seen any movement from you for so many years. I think it is God's will to meet Yan'er this time, why should you rush to cut off this paragraph?" What about the master-student relationship? Let nature take its course."

The rest followed suit.

Ling Yan secretly rejoiced that in the original book, Ren Xuechuan was originally set as a group pet, and his classmates and elders in the master's school were worried that he would die alone, so they took good care of him, and Ren Xuechuan never liked to cause trouble for others, and everyone twittered to persuade him to live a better life To develop the master-student relationship, it is not good for him to force his apprentices to others, so he can only lead them back to where they came from.

After returning to Qingyang Peak, Ren Xuechuan sat down on the main seat in the main hall.

Ling Yan followed and asked with a smile: "Are we going to start practicing martial arts, Master?"

Ren Xuechuan tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, just looked at him and didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yan carefully observed the other person's face, "Do you... have any instructions?"

Ren Xuechuan was still silent, and a little irritability was suppressed in the silence.

Ling Yan looked at Bai Shu and Phytolaca next to him as if asking for help.Shang Lu avoided his gaze, Bai Shu couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded in a low voice: "Bring tea, apprentice..."

"Oh——" Ling Yan had just woken up, and was very regretful at once. He quickly poured tea, walked to Ren Xuechuan, knelt down, offered the tea with both hands, and shouted, "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

After working for a long time, I still haven't apprenticed to my teacher.

It was just because he opened and closed his mouth to call Shizun as soon as we met each other in the canyon, and he was used to it, but it never occurred to him that the two of them hadn't formally followed the rules to pay homage to teachers.

The Konghua sect opens its gates every ten years to accept a wave of disciples. All new disciples have to study in the Liuchu College in the middle of the mountain. Generally, they have to pass five tests and kill six generals. Peak master, only those with extraordinary aptitude can become their disciples.But Ren Xuechuan likes to be quiet and never participates in these things.

Ling Yan didn't attend the class, didn't take the exam, and fast-forwarded directly to apprenticeship, and he was the only direct disciple of Lord Yuchen.

Ren Xuechuan looked at his own direct disciple, as if looking at a pig.It was all like this, he didn't bother to embarrass him anymore, he directly picked up the tea and drank it, and then said to him: "Get up."

Ling Yan didn't get up in a hurry, but looked up at him, and asked seriously: "Master, don't you have anything to say to me? That... a message?"

Ren Xuechuan said coldly: "Running around will break your legs."