Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

People in front of death.

Restraining the impulse in his heart, Chu Jingran frowned and thought for a while, then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the person opposite.

"Face."

Xiao Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately took the silk handkerchief which seemed to be a good one. The comfort in his hand made him hold on tighter. With suspicion and puzzlement in his heart, he took the handkerchief in his hand and wiped his face. With this swipe, a very clear gray imprint immediately appeared on a good white brocade handkerchief.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jue blushed, and immediately took the handkerchief and wiped it again. After working hard for a while, after wiping the mud thoroughly, the brocade handkerchief in his hand also completely changed from white to white. Gray black.

Chu Jingran: This dusty tuo is definitely not my Yunchi brocade handkerchief.

I wanted to return the things to others, but Xiao Jue stopped after handing them halfway.

The person in front of him was white-clothed and black-haired like a fairy, looking at his hands again, gray and black stains were all over the place, he took back the handkerchief handed out, Xiao Jue blushed and said embarrassingly: "Disciple... the disciple will wash it until it is spotless for the master, and then return it. "

"No need, just throw it away." If you return it to me, I'm afraid of psychological shadow.

Xiao Jue was taken aback, throw it?

His eyes moved lightly to the brocade handkerchief in his hand, there was a piece of plaster, as if picked up after being crushed into the mud, although it was covered with mud, the original whiteness could not be clearly seen, but Xiao Jue carefully took care of it. In one corner, I saw two handsome and elegant lowercase letters rusted with silver thread.

clear hope.

This is... the name of the master?

Uncontrollably, he raised his fingertips to lightly cover the two small words, and rubbed them gently. The fingertips felt as delicate as silk, and the silk handkerchief in his palm was like warm jade.

This must be Master's personal brocade handkerchief.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jue's heart suddenly beat a little faster, and he tightly tucked his slightly tucked fingertips into his sleeves carefully like a thief.

Chu Jingran, who didn't know the opponent's movements at all, was paying attention to the cloud boat in his hand that was rising in the wind.

Yunzhou, a transportation tool in the cultivation world, is known for its speed and dexterity, with a maximum speed of thousands of miles a day, and its operation is extremely simple, just pouring spirit stones to select the direction. It has always been loved by monks in the cultivation world, and it is also the most common means of transportation in the cultivation world.

As the seventh elder of the Tianyan Sect, Su Qingwang has many treasures in his hands, and this cloud boat is one of them.

Different from ordinary cloud boats that only have simple means of transportation, Su Qingwang’s cloud boat is not only the simplest of transportation, but also heals wounds, retreats, medicine gardens, supplies, and integrates offense and defense. It also has a good reputation in the entire cultivation world. .

In an instant, the cloud boat in Chu Jingran's hand expanded to tens of meters wide in front of him, and when he turned his head sideways, he saw Xiao Jue who was opening his mouth unconsciously, stunned by the scene in front of him.

Chu Jingran: How stupid, is this really my apprentice?

Xiao Jue, who didn't know that he was disgusted at all, opened his mouth a little bit, and sighed sincerely: "That's...so amazing."

"When your cultivation base improves in the future, you will also have some. Now follow me on the boat and return to the sect."

With his little face flushed slightly from excitement, Xiao Jue replied loudly: "Yes."

……

As soon as he boarded the boat, Chu Jingran raised his finger and pointed to a place under Xiao Jue's puzzled gaze.

Then he walked towards his meditation room and said, "Go to the bath over there and clean yourself up."

Hearing this, Xiao Jue looked down at himself, crumpled like clothes that had been rolled in the mud, blushed, obeyed in a low voice, and walked towards the direction pointed by the other party.

Turning a small corner, Xiao Jue saw a big wooden door, almost without thinking, he pushed the door open, and what came to his face was steaming steam and faintly inaudible medicinal fragrance.

Walking into the room filled with steam, Xiao Jue couldn't help taking a deep breath of the damp air. The smell was very good, at least he liked it very much.

Thinking of what Chu Jingran said just now, he didn't dare to delay, his eyes quickly scanned the bathroom, and finally stopped at the milky white pool water not far away that smelled of light herbs.

Three times, five times and two times, Xiao Jue stripped himself clean, and walked to the bathing pool with his legs.

Could it be that the bathing water used by monks in the realm of comprehension is this color?

With curiosity in mind, Xiao Jue raised his hand to touch the water in the pool, a very warm trickle spread from the touching fingertips to the whole body, the feeling was so comfortable that Xiao Jue couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The water flowed down from the fingertips, and the feeling disappeared, Xiao Jue also came back to his senses, his bright eyes were full of surprise.

So comfortable.

puff-

The whole body was in a free fall, Xiao Jue fell straight into the bath, got out of the water, raised his hand to brush the water, and cleaned himself from top to bottom, feeling the warm water sliding across the skin, from every pore The comfort and warmth coming from the air.

Outside the dense door of a room, there is a mahogany plaque hanging beside the wooden door.