Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

Shan Qingya doesn't have the habit of paying attention to others all the time. At this moment, he is reading one piece after another of classical Chinese in the book with a deep expression, and his forehead is throbbing. The pure body of the devil, he had never read this book at the beginning.Letting him, who has never read a single word, tell this book, it's just...too cruel.

"Wei Lin, explain this passage." But Shan Qingya had been in Tianchao for decades at any rate, so this little problem was solved very casually. "Killer" understands very thoroughly, and it would be best to ask him to explain it now.

Wei Lin couldn't see the series of secret psychological activities of his master at all. When he heard his name, he resisted his excitement and stood up. He also remembered that his master was a pure body. He had some complaints about the master uncle, but now is not the time to be dissatisfied with Qinghe Zhenjun, Wei Lin handed over his hands and said what he had pondered over the past three years without hiding anything.

Since he was a child, he was desperately supported by his mother to study in a private school. He also had a hard time in the three years since he came to Wendaozong. At this moment, his tone was soothing, and the words he said made people feel comfortable listening. Unknowingly, Those disciples who felt a little jealous of him because of his status had slightly changed their impression of him.

Shan Qingya also listened attentively. Although he didn't need it, it would be good to know more. What's more, he didn't just tell this group of disciples...

Seeing that his master was listening carefully, Wei Lin spoke even more vigorously. After he finished speaking, everyone realized that he had almost covered the essence of the whole book, and the monks at the foundation stage at the door could even listen to it. God, he didn't even notice that Shan Qingya was looking at them, he just stared blankly at the calm young man, unable to speak for a while.

...So the original book's pretexts for the protagonist are always so powerful, Shan Qingya twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't care about everyone's distraction, nodded to Wei Lin, and then looked at his bright smile, I almost want to choke.

What's the matter with this illusion that the protagonist is his own brainless fan?

No matter how the class went, anyway, one day passed like this, just as Shan Qingya took out the Jue Yue Sword, he felt the protagonist's scorching gaze, it was simply...

Taking a deep breath, Shan Qingya waved to him with a dull face.

Wei Lin's eyes lit up, and he ran over like a running vicuna...

Stop.

Stopping his own imagination, Shan Qingya took the child into his arms, and led him away from Xun Dao Peak under the obvious or implicit gaze of others.

"Master, why did you go to Xundao Pavilion?" Wei Lin nestled in his warm embrace, squinting his eyes slightly and asked, looking innocent and cute.

"Let's go if there is nothing to do." Shan Qingya didn't dare to cold him, but he didn't want to get too close to him. Although he didn't want to be cannon fodder, he didn't want to be the protagonist's younger brother who blocked swords and guns.

Wei Lin's bright eyes dimmed for a moment, but he soon regained his optimistic look, "Master, I can stop using the Xundao Pavilion when I reach the fifth level of Qi training. The exercises that Master gave me are very powerful. , The spiritual energy I absorbed yesterday is equivalent to the amount I usually absorb in January. Master... balabala... Master... balabala..."

Shan Qingya listened to the protagonist's nonsense in his arms with a blank face, and expressed a hundred thousand resentments for not being able to throw him down, but he couldn't tell you to shut up, otherwise he would let you go to the right Such handsome and cruel words, this feeling... really aggrieved.

"Master, Master, do you think I'm annoying?" Wei Lin, who hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, finally realized something was wrong, after seeing the other party for a long time, he only responded with "um", "oh", "so that's it". After quieting down, he asked anxiously.

"Not at all." Shan Qingya felt that he must be crazy to feel so little guilt for this brat who disturbed him all the way.

"I, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time." Wei Lin said in a low voice with anxiety in his heart.

"En." Shan Qingya took him into her arms in a self-defeating manner, turned a corner and went straight to Ziwei Peak where the chores were handled.

"Master..." Wei Lin only showed his head, and called out tentatively.

"Let's go and change your badge for you." Shan Qingya stopped him with one sentence, and regardless of the satisfied smile he showed, he gradually accelerated the speed of his feet. He really couldn't bear the collapse of the protagonist, the director Please replace the real high-cold and stable protagonist!

Along the way, everyone is very familiar with Shan Qingya's sword light, and he is worried that the protagonist will not be able to resist the wind blade generated by the fast flight and keeps slowing down, so others will naturally treat him to Wei Lin This little apprentice's cherishing attitude can be seen clearly, and it can be regarded as a disguised form for the protagonist.

Wei Lin has a delicate mind, so he can naturally understand his intentions, so moved, he burrows into his arms even more vigorously, making Shan Qingya's face darken, not caring whether he will offend the protagonist, and grabs him Come out and let him stand in front of you.

Although Wei Lin knew that he was angry, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be stopped, making him look like he was glowing.

——It really is the main character.

Arriving at Ziwei Peak, Shan Qingya put away his sword and led the protagonist into the hall. The moment he stepped in, the whole hall was silent for a moment.

——Living ancestor!

A sentence with this meaning almost appeared in the hearts of everyone, but no matter how much they admired them, they did not dare to approach them presumptuously. They could only secretly look at the pair of master and apprentice, and the main emotion was their envy and hatred towards Wei Lin. □Cai, Shan Qingya's brows twitched one after another.

——Mr. Plot, you are really working hard. If you let the female No. [-] hide behind the pillars, I won’t be able to see it?Are you just joking around when I think my cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage?

After complaining about the plot master, Shan Qingya also quickly put this matter... aside, he is not interested in the protagonist's broken peach blossoms.

The serious master had no sense of jumping in the queue at all, and obediently led the people to the end of the queue, putting a lot of pressure on a foundation-building monk in front of him, and finally said "I'll pick it up in the afternoon" and left.

Shan Qingya: ... Am I so scary?

Wei Lin saw his master's depression, and comforted him with a sullen face, "Maybe that fellow daoist has more urgent matters, and master really doesn't need to worry about it."

Everyone: ... Is there anything more important than receiving a monthly salary?

Fortunately, even though Shan Qingya also thought that the protagonist's head had been gnawed by a donkey, he still put on an attitude of an outsider, finished the formalities quietly and left with the people.

"From now on, you are also my closed disciple, and you must strictly abide by the rules of this sect, and you must not break any rules." Even though he knew that the protagonist would be a saboteur in the future, Shan Qingya read a sentence dryly according to the script, and then he was very chic He flicked his sleeves at the protagonist, "Go and practice."

Wei Lin had a bit of reluctance on his face, but he nodded obediently, and went back to his nest step by step.

Shan Qingya slowly moved back to his soft couch with the air of an expert, and began to think with a deep expression, was he too close to the protagonist?

It's really no wonder that he is worried, Wei Lin's attitude towards him is obviously different from the original book, the protagonist in the original book is more than respectful to this cheap master, but not close enough. The tail can be an important reason for making soy sauce, as for the root cause...

Shan Qingya grumbled blankly, what is meant by Daoist Qingya no matter how he writes, whether he is arranged as a positive character or a negative character, he must focus on describing one or two, he is afraid of stealing the limelight from the protagonist.Then why did you assign this person to Neng?Shan Qingya said that he was very tired, not to offend the protagonist, not to get close to the protagonist, this speed is really too difficult to grasp.

In the end, Shan Qingya decided to live in the Wenshui Palace before the protagonist advanced, and whoever wanted to go to the Xundao Pavilion, anyway, he would not go.

Then, the next day, Wei Lin who excitedly came to Wenshui Palace and wanted to go to the Xundao Pavilion with his master was coolly told, "The ancestor is in seclusion to refine alchemy, and he will not be able to leave the seclusion in less than a month."

In an instant, the young man's heart went cold. Although it was common for him to comfort his ancestors to enter the customs, he was still a little unhappy, so he could only go alone step by step.

Shan Qingya didn't deceive him this time, although the main purpose was to get rid of him, but he really wanted to make alchemy this time.Daoist Qingya is very talented, he can almost be regarded as No. 1 in the sky, his one-day cultivation is equivalent to others' one-year cultivation, but if his state of mind can't keep up, people like him are also the most likely to be ruined by talent.That's why he and Qinghe's master, Tian Yuanzi, strictly prohibited him from indulging in cultivation, and that's why he had the setting of practicing for three years and resting for several years. The more time than others, according to Qingya Daojun's temperament, he naturally refused In vain, he spent nearly a hundred years pondering alchemy, accumulating over time, and finally achieved some accomplishments in alchemy. This time, he retreated for the purpose of refining and rewarding the alchemy Bishuidan in the Xingchen Fairy Market in the near future.

Looking at the medicinal herbs in Yi Qian Kun Ring, Shan Qingya felt that he was short on time and had a heavy task. Not only did he have to raise the protagonist's cultivation level to the Golden Core within ten years, but he also had to take over all the reward pills for the Golden Core stage monks of Daoist sect Yao, the person who thought he was too leisurely before must not be him. This is too leisurely, which obviously makes him busy like a dog.

Should he be glad to ask if the sect still has a group of alchemists?Finally, he didn't have to come for the reward pills during the foundation building period and the Qi training period, otherwise he would die of exhaustion in front of the alchemy furnace before he was wiped out as cannon fodder by the protagonist.

Shan Qingya, who was lamenting himself, never thought that he didn't give the group of people who made alchemy madly swiping his favorability in front of the protagonist, how touching this attitude of repaying hatred with kindness is.