Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

Shan Qingya woke up in his own bed. Although his head didn't hurt, his memory of yesterday was blank. He curled his lips and didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, he always tasted good wine. He basically fell asleep when he was drunk. Don't worry too much about missing something.

The most important thing now is where are you now?Also, what about the protagonist?

"Master, are you awake?" Before he could say anything, Wei Lin pushed the door open and walked in. Shan Qingya frowned slightly, waiting for him to reprimand, Wei Lin quickly handed him a cup of tea Li, "Drink some hot tea."

Shan Qingya: ...

Your master, I am a late Yuanying cultivator... Please don't forget!

But looking at the other party's bright eyes and smelling the tea fragrance in the air, Shan Qingya could only disarm silently after all, took a sip from the teacup, um, good tea.

In fact, Shan Qingya didn't know what is good tea or inferior tea for 20 years before and after he came to this world, a total of 40 years. I took the time to learn everything I wanted to learn in my second-year secondary school in my previous life, which naturally included the tea ceremony. In addition, his Taoism is a leisurely and leisurely way of mountains and rivers. Learning the tea ceremony will naturally get twice the result with half the effort At the same time, he was even more picky about the tea he drank. It can be said that unless there are special circumstances, he generally makes the tea he wants to drink by himself.

A person whose mind is not clear and peaceful will never be able to brew a cup of top-tasting tea.

"How?" Wei Lin looked at his expression nervously and expectantly, and his eyes touched the lips that were a little wet from the tea, he couldn't help lowering his eyelids slightly to hide the deepness and obscurity in it.

"Fortunately, it's just that the taste is a little sluggish, and your mood is not round enough."

Although most of it was covered up with superb skills, Shan Qingya still tasted a bit of bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

How can it be perfect, if he has no ambition as the protagonist.This novel is nothing to read.

No more talking about tea, Shan Qingya rubbed his forehead, "Where are you?"

"We've reached the Endless Sea." Seeing his rare lazy look, Wei Lin couldn't help turning his head slightly, swallowing dryly.

Shan Qingya nodded slightly, took out a robe from the ring, put it on and walked out, and she saw a soft blue sky not far away.

"You go and get ready, we are here." Shan Qingya left a sentence without any emotion, then turned and went back to her room.

...Just kidding, how could he really go down in such disheveled clothes and disheveled hair? Jun, he still has to keep his description of normalization and masculinity.

Somehow, after getting along these days, Wei Lin was able to vaguely know some cute little problems of his master. Hearing this, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly, and watching him walk away was full of pampering and obsession.

When Shan Qingya came out again, there was another Gaoling flower in a light robe and belt, and his face had returned from the softness at the beginning to the cold and friendless look.

"Master, I'm ready." Wei Lin who didn't move at all opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Shan Qingya glanced at him lightly, then turned his gaze to the approaching sea.

It is just when the sky is about to be clear, and a thin mist rises from the sea. In the gray mist, a round of bright white round sun is about to tear apart the obstacles and come out. It is the most beautiful moment of the day. .

Shan Qingya squinted to see the smoke curling up not far away, and when his thoughts turned, the direction of the treasure ship turned to the direction of the smoke.

"Master!"

It's Jiang Qiyi.

Shan Qingya threw Jue Yue, and she also jumped out, then turned around and stretched out her hand to Wei Lin whose expression suddenly darkened.

Wei Lin grabbed his hand without hesitation, with such strength that he couldn't help frowning, but he couldn't say anything like let me go, so he could only bear it, although he didn't understand why he was standing by the sword. You have to grab his hand and hold it hard.

As soon as the treasure ship was collected, Shan Qingya increased the output of spiritual power, and Jue Yue rushed to the island where Jiang Qiyi and Zhang Mianbing were located - Tourmaline Island at an unprecedented speed.

This island is not big, and it doesn't seem to be dangerous, if the devilish energy that fills the entire island is not dangerous.

Shan Qingya looked at all this with a frown, always feeling a subtle weirdness in her heart, as if someone was teasing them secretly, this seemingly thunderous trick was like someone watching a play out of boredom.

With a wave of his hand, the devilish energy all over the island dissipated into the air, leaving nothing behind.This is the difference between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage. The magic energy can block all the spiritual energy around the Golden Core Stage, but it can be completely wiped out by the Nascent Soul Stage monks with a wave of their sleeves.

And Shan Qingya, who had successfully finished playing handsome, ignored the burning gazes of the other three, and decisively threw out the treasure boat, "Come up."

The other three immediately jumped up obediently. It is really no wonder that they became obedient babies in a second. The main reason is that although their master is still facially paralyzed, the coldness in that tone really surprised them.

"What's going on?" Sitting on the soft cushion, Shan Qingya glanced indifferently at his most valued apprentice, his tone hardly fluctuated, but Wei Lin could clearly hear a trace of imperceptible disappointment, the most amazing thing is , he vaguely felt that this disappointment was not aimed at Jiang Qiyi.

Master seems to be hiding a lot of secrets.

Lowering his eyelids, Wei Lin's mouth curled up slightly, feeling that these secrets made him want to explore more about Master, in various ways.

Jiang Qiyi, who was sitting on the side, was not as relaxed as his junior brother, and his heart arose instantly when he heard these words.

"Master, disciple..."

"Master, I was the one who sent the senior brother a distress message." Zhang Mianbing cut off the conversation, and said lightly, "Master, please punish me."

Shan Qingya: ...

Swallowing a mouthful of blood silently, Shan Qingya sighed softly, "Yi Bing, why did you come here?"

Now the three apprentices all opened their eyes wide. Just now... Master was sighing in a very ordinary way?

But fortunately, all three of them had seen big scenes in the world, and they all came back to their senses one-tenth of a second before Shan Qingya noticed it. I hope that I can come here to find the spirit magic grass for Senior Feng."

Shan Qingya raised her eyebrows in her heart, it was Yun Qing and the spirit magic grass again.

"Then did you find it?" Shan Qingya suppressed the suspicion in his heart and asked lightly.

"No." Zhang Mianbing's face was still paralyzed.

The two masters and apprentices seem to be calmer than anyone else, and their words are all flat, without a trace of waves.

Two people watching silently: ...

"Yeah." Shan Qingya has roughly figured out what happened, and now all that remains is how to find Yun Qing or... Feng Kuang to settle the score. Such a lame idea made him a little unsure if it was a coincidence It's okay, but it doesn't matter, the big deal is that it will be fine until he speaks out when the time comes.

Jiang Qiyi, who had prepared a long speech: ...

Master, don't you really want to hear about the specific situation...

In fact, Shan Qingya really didn't intend to listen to it anymore, and now their, no, it should be the protagonist's time is getting tighter, these things will wait until they come back from the Xingchen Fairy Market to follow suit!slow!explain!also!No!Late!

"Since that's the case, you should stay in the door to practice these days, and wait for the opening of the Xingchen Fairy Market." Since the meeting.This was the first time Shan Qingya spoke such a long word, after he finished speaking, he stood up, turned and went back to the room.

The remaining three looked at each other, and then they all went back to their houses... Well, they went back to their rooms.

Perhaps it was because Shan Qingya's angry expression was too obvious, the boat was actually peaceful all the way, although if Shan Qingya hadn't announced that he was not allowed to disturb him if there was nothing to do, Wei Lin would definitely not give up any chance to get close to the master .

What is Shan Qingya doing?He was contacting Feng Kuang, saying that he would settle accounts with him after the Xingchen Fairy Market...does he really have that patience?

In the clean and tidy room, the monk in white stared at the water mirror that was gradually condensing in the sky with his face full of frost, as if he was ready to draw his sword at any time to destroy the impending disaster.

However, what appeared in the water mirror was... Yun Qing.

To be more precise, it is Yun · Shield · Black Pot King · Qing.

"Where's your master?" Shan Qingya said lightly, but his voice was so cold that ice slags fell out. Yun Qing had no doubt that if he couldn't answer one of them, the other party's Jue Yue would strike straight at him.

Yun Qing, who was so bitter in his heart, still had a gentle and respectful smile on his face, "Reporting to Daojun, Master, he is retreating to digest the spirit magic herb."

Shan Qingya looked at his expression so perfect that he couldn't find any flaws, and a bad guess was about to move in his heart, he glanced coldly at Yun Qing who was full of smiles, "The person who wants the spirit magic grass...is you Bar?"

Yun Qing: ...

Ding, congratulations for achieving the title of Invincible Black Pot King.

"Idiot, is this gentleman so weak?"

Shan Qingya raised his eyebrows and looked at the purple-clothed monk who appeared in the water mirror, "Didn't you retreat?"

Feng Kuang twitched the corners of his mouth, "Isn't this a customs clearance?"

"Then you can give me an explanation, huh?" Shan Qingya's tone of the last word rose slightly, revealing a very dangerous smell.

Feng Kuang was taken aback, "I heard that Tourmaline Island also has Spirit Demon Grass, isn't this just in case? Speaking of which, has Nephew Yi Bing come back?"

Shan Qingya stared at him suspiciously, "Really? You have nothing to hide from me?"

Feng Kuang rolled his eyes, "What can I hide from you?"

Shan Qingya frowned, although he still felt that something was wrong, as long as this person is fine, everything else is secondary, "How is your injury?"

Feng Kuang was stunned for a moment, and then said casually, "It's not bad, I guess it will take a while."

...that feeling of something wrong is getting stronger and stronger.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to drink, that's it." Feng Kuang waved his hand impatiently before he could ask, and the water mirror was shattered in an instant.

Shan Qingya frowned and drank, this person really became more and more carefree.