My masters are all over the world of comprehension

The disciples of Daoyan Sect are dressed in uniform narrow-sleeved wide robes. They walk lightly and slowly with the sleeves of the robes, which are ethereal like flowing water in a procession.

Especially Hongyu Daoist who led the team.

He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he wears a robe with navy blue bamboo print.

The group sound conference is a gluttonous feast for the budding sound cultivators. All sects, including casual cultivators who have a little mastery of sound skills, will show their skills. Qingting Peak disciples, and other peak disciples were also among them.

In previous years, he would set off one month earlier, but this time he set off half a month earlier because he found out that Lin Qiubai was also going to participate in the group music conference, and he had already set off.

The more he stayed on Qingting Peak, the more he felt uncomfortable, so he simply set off earlier.

All the way to Baiyujing after sleeping and eating.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, he had heard enough about Qiu Bai's deeds.

Bai Yujing was mixed with fish and dragons, and Xiang Mo heard about it, and any news spread very quickly.In a short time, it has spread all over the streets and alleys.The monks in the teahouse were crowded together, and there was no empty seat.The old man with a white goat beard was patting his head to wake up the wood, and he vividly described to the guests in the corridor the magnificent bidding process of the Jubao Fair, and the process of Lin Qiubai making the second son of Yu embarrassingly embarrassing twice.

The teahouse was so overcrowded that the noise could be heard across the street.

"Is this Lin Qiubai really spending a lot of money for the disciple of the Beast Control Sect, snatching the Wild Lion Egg from Second Young Master Yu?"

"It's absolutely true," someone stood up to testify with his real name: "I was standing by the side at that time, and my eyes could see clearly! Second Young Master Yu later smashed everything in the box to pieces."

"Not only that, if you don't come out, you will be surprised. Lin Qiubai also broke the highest bid in the history of Jubaolou in one fell swoop."

There were a lot of people in the teahouse, and the white-bearded old man took several shots in a row, startled: "This old man is going to explain in detail the relationship between this Lin Qiubai and the disciple of the Yushoumen."

At that time, there were hundreds of people who witnessed the pickpockets taking the stolen goods outside Jubao Building, so this story spread later.In order to thank the disciples of Yushoumen who came forward, Lin Qiubai used [-] spirit stones to take pictures of the wild lion eggs and gave them away. The passers-by who witnessed them were so moved that they turned around and publicized the incident.

Everyone sighed, and some people couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how the real Hongyu resisted Lin Qiubai's pursuit back then?"

"Maybe people have ideals that are higher than material things?"

"For example, Yu Chuci?" It's no secret that the relationship between the three is complicated and confusing, and he commented objectively: "But it is said that Yu Chuci has been disfigured, and the contract has not been settled, so it is more realistic to say that ideals have no material."

Someone at the next table answered, "I don't have any ideals higher than material things. If Lin Qiubai chases after me, I'll agree."

This remark attracted a group of monks who were willing to eat soft rice to nod in agreement.

The disciples of Daoyan Sect timidly peeked at Master Hongyu/Uncle Hongyu who was standing beside him with an ugly expression.

Xiu Zhaoxuan unintentionally glanced at her eyes, and his expression shook: "Junior Brother!"

Daoist Hong Yu was startled.

All the disciples turned their heads one after another, and saw a thin figure walking slowly on the street. This person had snowy hair scattered over his shoulders. Under the scorching sun, his muscles were icy and his bones were icy. There is a kind of pale and waxy beauty.

Passers-by just glanced at it and couldn't make a mistake.

The young man seemed a little uncomfortable with such gazes, and timidly lowered his head and walked forward, as if any disturbance would disturb him.The originally noisy street suddenly fell silent, and everyone seemed to be in a daze.Xiu Zhaoxuan came back to his senses and strode forward: "Junior brother!"

He raised his hands high, Lin Qiubai saw him stop, and said softly, "Brother."

The voice is naturally soft and waxy, just like milk dumplings that people can't wait to take a bite of. The soft milk voice makes people tickle.

Others are a little envious of the disciples of Dao Yanzong. Why didn't they report Yanzong because of a single thought? Otherwise, wouldn't they be the ones who became brothers with Lin Qiubai?It's not bad to be a senior brother if you can't be a fairy couple. Thinking about their current bad-hearted juniors, and looking at the soft young people, it is simply a mistake.

There are a lot of regretful people, and there are still many who have not joined the sect with burning eyes. It is conceivable that the number of people who seek to join the Taoist sect will definitely usher in a surge in the coming year.

The disciples of Daoyan Sect were in a daze, and they couldn't recover immediately from the suffocating beauty. Mumu stood there in a daze. Lin Qiubai was not familiar with them, so he nodded slightly and looked at Hongyu Real person: "Master."

Master Hongyu put his hands behind his back, his palms were full of sweat: "Are you still used to it here?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that the words were superfluous, and from what he heard in the teahouse, he could feel that Lin Qiubai was flourishing in Baiyujing.

"Thanks to Master," Lin Qiubai said, "I'm doing pretty well."

Master Hongyu wanted to talk to him a few more words, but Lin Qiubai replied respectfully but seemed distant. He was at a loss for words for a while, but Xiu Zhaoxuan had a lot to say: "Where does the younger brother live? How is the environment?"

Lin Qiubai said: "In the Sheyue Building, the environment is not bad, where does the brother live?"

"I have booked the inn in advance." Dao Yanzong disciples will count the number of people in advance before going out, and arrange for people to book rooms, especially for occasions such as group music conferences, where people usually book places three months in advance. This has always been the case. Let Xiu Zhaoxuan do it, so he said: "Our inn is on Xuanwu Avenue, one street away from Tongzhi Avenue, which is relatively close."

Lin Qiubai: "Brother is welcome to drop by at any time."

Daoist Hongyu said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, just today." He added: "You are my disciple, I have to be responsible for your safety, and you can feel more at ease if you recognize the door first."

The other disciples of Dao Yanzong were also very curious about where Lin Qiubai lived.

The group first registered and settled down at the inn located on Xuanwu Avenue, and after allocating their respective rooms, they went to Tongzhi Avenue together.

The inn where the disciples of Daoyan Sect lived was clean and tidy, and the value was above average in Baiyujing. Many disciples of other great sects also lived in that inn.Daoyanzong disciples' impression of the inn is that there are tables and chairs for people to live in. Until they entered the Sheyue Building, their eyes were straight.

On such a bustling street, there is such a luxurious hotel. The entrance is a porch painted with white ink, the height of three people is tall and magnificent, the floor tiles of white marble are magnificent, and a group of red koi are raised in glazed tanks in the lobby. The decoration style is almost unheard of, and even a few disciples from big families are full of novelty.

Steward: "Visiting guests, please register."

Everyone was a little restrained and filled in their names in the notebook.

Until they pushed open the door of Xia Yuan, and a single-family wing appeared in front of them, the disciples of Daoyan Sect couldn't help exclaiming, and one of Xuesongfeng's disciples asked, "Does Junior Brother Lin live in such a single-family courtyard?"

Lin Qiubai nodded.

Disciple of Xuesong Peak: "There is no humanity in the trenches."

Pushing open the door, in addition to the summer landscape created by the formation, there is a pool of white hot springs facing you.

All the disciples were envious. When they heard about those deeds in the teahouse, they were all dizzy as if they were listening to heavenly scriptures. They had never clearly realized for such a moment——

Brother Lin is really rich.

Seeing Lin Qiubai casually put the glazed beads on the table, Master Hongyu looked down: "What is this?"

Putting the outer shirt on the screen casually, Lin Qiubai glanced at the quiet Liulizhu and said: "I am alone, this is a magic weapon given by Han Xianjun."

All the disciples exclaimed: "The magic weapon given by the fairy!"

Talking all over the place, "It's so crystal clear that you can't tell what material it's made of, and it's not ordinary at first glance." "The magic weapon used by Xianjun is extraordinary," "I can feel it even three meters away. Fluctuating spiritual energy," "It's over, the spiritual formation above is extremely mysterious, and I didn't understand it at all."

Xiu Zhaoxuan didn't rush over to join in the fun, he turned his gaze back and looked at Lin Qiubai: "It would be great if Junior Brother can reshape the spiritual root."

A disciple of Xuesong Peak said: "The method of returning to the original source of all transformations can reshape the spiritual root."

The door of the wing room was not closed yet, someone interjected through the door: "The Wanhua Guiyuan method is an act against the heavens to change one's fate. It requires thousands of rare spiritual herbs and inner alchemy of more than a hundred kinds of rare monsters. Thousands of years from the South China Sea to the north may not be able to gather them all."

Everyone looked up and saw that he was a child with a crane skin, gray eyebrows and beard, with a bit of fairy style, the real Hongyu's eyebrows twitched, and he said politely: "Master Gu, don't come here without any harm."

All the disciples were very excited, they never thought that the owner of Medicine King Valley also lives in the Sheyue Building, indeed there are many distinguished guests.

The owner of the valley bowed his head in return: "What's more, even if they are all gathered, who can withstand the scorching fire and squeeze out a spirit embryo in the pill furnace, so no one has succeeded so far." After speaking, he turned and left without delay.

"What? You want to squeeze out the spirit embryo in the alchemy furnace!?" The other disciples were astonished, and they looked at each other pityingly and glanced at Lin Qiubai.

Xiu Zhaoxuan didn't hold out any hope either, the road seemed to be blocked.

At this moment, the door of the inner room opened and closed slightly, and a ball of fried hair and red flames popped out from it, it was Xiaoju who was inseparable from Yun Liuxiu.

Lin Qiubai paused, glanced at the inner room, and faintly saw a figure in white clothes sitting upright.

Master Hongyu also noticed something: "It's getting late, let's go back."

The disciples were very obedient: "It's Master/Uncle Master."

The group left again in a mighty way. Lin Qiubai put the goldtail fish in the hot spring, and then walked into the interior with Xiaoju in his arms. The man in white clothes sitting in the wheelchair looked sideways, and the dim yellow light outside the window was coated with a layer of gold. Arc, his face is clear and handsome, and he stretches out his hand to the young man at the door kindly: "Qiuqiu, come."

Lin Qiubai walked over, Yun Liuling grabbed his wrist and brought him into his arms. He struggled but didn't break free, he felt Yun Liuling's hand caressing his abdomen, stroking him in an extremely slow way, A kissing voice came from next to my ear: "Qiuqiu, the medicinal materials have been prepared, let me reshape the spiritual root for you as a teacher."

After a stick of incense, the disciples of Daoyanzong who were walking towards the inn heard earth-shattering vibrations. They looked up and saw a gilded red cloud rising from the Sheyue Tower like the sun rising in the east.

It was dusk when Shen time was setting.

It is not a secret that the owner of the Medicine King Valley temporarily lives in the Sheyue Building. Every time when the owner of the drug king goes out and returns at sunset, there is an endless stream of visitors seeking medical treatment, but most of the owners are behind closed doors to thank customers and make alchemy. Danyun attracted countless people to look up and flock to him.

What's more, the whole street is filled with medicinal fragrance and aura.

The disciples of Dao Yanzong also stopped and watched for a while, and then walked back under the leadership of Daoist Hongyu.

Just at this time, there was an earth-shattering vibration behind him, it seemed to be the sound of the alchemy being released, but the owner of the Medicine King Valley had just completed the alchemy, so who was concocting the alchemy this time.

Some people keenly smelled the otherworldly aura and looked up one after another. From a distance, they saw a thick and magnificent light slowly rising from the sky above Sheyue Building, dyeing the clouds into a melting color. The gilded light is drawn out, and the auspicious clouds are clustered, just like the gods and Buddhas in the sky descending to illuminate the world.

Against the backdrop of the boundless and brilliant sea of ​​clouds, the clouds and mist condensed in the mid-air also poured down like streamers of empowerment.

How shocking!

The streets are full of young monks coming and going from the ancient road of fairy wind. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, they all stop to enjoy it. The sea of ​​clouds like silk mist and mushrooms is rippling like flocculents. Someone said in surprise as if waking up from a dream: "This is... Dan Xia!"

Legend has it that Danxia, ​​the alchemy made by the gods against the sky, will be born, and Yun Zhengxia is magnificent, but that only exists in word of mouth. The two white clouds were said to be miraculous, but those two white clouds seemed insignificant against the overwhelming Danxia.

Such earth-shaking movements, not to mention the medicinal fragrance that resembles the aura empowered, and the majestic aura formed by the accumulation of many treasured monster inner alchemy, the Medicine King certainly noticed it, he poked his head out and followed his gaze. The whole person was dumbfounded when he saw it in the sky, and he even forgot to turn off the fire in his own stove.

Tens of thousands of people in half of the Baiyu capital raised their heads and witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Daoist Hongyu was shocked in his heart. Saying: "...Danxia, ​​Danxia, ​​could it be that someone really made a spirit embryo!?"

Xiu Zhaoxuan was very excited: "It must be the ancestor of Yunyao, and the spiritual root of junior brother is hopeful!"

Standing beside him was Yu Zexi, the second disciple of Qingting Peak Feng, who heard the words and looked deeply at Danxia in the sky, his eyes were obscure and secretive.

"Attracting such a big battle, it seems to be a success," passers-by enviously said casually: "It's great to have such a master, even the legendary spirit embryo can be refined, life is full of ups and downs Let's get up. If one master revokes his spiritual roots, the other will catch up."

Daoist Hongyu: "..."

Other Daoyan Sect disciples: "..."

As if aware of the icy aura around him, passers-by glanced at him casually, only to realize that standing beside him were the members of the Daoyan Sect whom he was casually teasing, they were startled, and grinned dryly into the crowd against their unkind eyes.

Nowadays, things related to Lin Qiubai will attract a lot of attention. The people around them look ordinary on the surface, but in fact they are just pretending.

Yun Yaozu is going to reshape Lin Qiubai's spiritual root!

The monks usually meditate and practice daily, and there are no ups and downs. In such a boring environment, many people who gossip will naturally arise. What's more, Lin Qiubai's life is exactly the opposite of theirs. People can't figure it out, and the more you think about it, the more interesting it is. If it weren't for everyone growing up under the same blue sky, I can't believe that this is also a daily life in the cultivation world.

Sure enough, the colorful life belonged to someone else's family, and the master who rebuilt the spiritual roots for his disciples at the slightest disagreement also belonged to someone else's family.

But Lin Qiubai couldn't stand it, and every time there was an uproar, he was famous for his teacher.

This time, Yun Yaozu did something against the sky for him, using the method of returning to the original to refine the spirit embryo to reshape the spirit root for Lin Qiubai.

As soon as everyone in Dao Yanzong left, everyone in the whole street knew about it.

Turning around, this scene spread wildly in teahouses and restaurants. The story of the bidding turmoil in the teahouse was not out of date, and new materials were added soon. Even the stage troupe withdrew the old play and changed it to the most popular gossip nowadays. After the masses drink tea in the teahouse, they go to the theater to watch the latest drama before their buttocks are hot.

Now even a three-year-old child can love Lin Qiubai like a treasure.

The speed with which Bai Yujing's many news streams are notified through the communication channels is amazing.Soon after half a stick of incense was gone, the complete Danxia incident reached the ears of Second Young Master Yu.

Surrounded by many servants, he lived temporarily in the single Yuejiang Tower, facing the turbulent Jade Belt River at the back, the front yard was full of flowers, red willows and green, and the pavilions, towers, pavilions and pavilions were in a patchwork order.In the interior, there are wooden tables and chairs with purple eaves, empty pearls hanging high on the mirror, gold-carved incense burners curling smoke, and everything from red coral ornaments to wide-format meticulous paintings on the walls are exquisite and luxurious.

There was a sweeper who once went in and said to others: This is the smell of money in every breath.

The inner room is beyond people's imagination. The emerald green screen separates the inside and the outside. The gauze as thin as cicada's wings half covers the gums, and a thin young man can be vaguely seen lying on it. His eyes seemed to be sleeping.

A hazy mist as thin as silk rose from the censer, which made people feel lingering when they saw this scene.

But the people in the room couldn't afford to think about it. Young Master Yu had just been rescued by acupuncture and was leaning against the head of the bed. Seeing a servant walking over on the carpet, Second Young Master Yu asked, "Where is there news about Yu Jiu?"

The servant tremblingly shook his head.

The Second Young Master Yu was furious, and angrily swept all the things on the counter to the ground, smashing them to pieces.

Yu Chuci's illness was imminent, and he died most of his life in the ice prison when he was rescued.Not only was the toxin on the face disfiguring most of the bones, but also the body was plagued by cold disease. The doctor of the Yu family found out that the cold disease originated from the spiritual root and proposed to dig out the spiritual root. Sungrass has become a lifesaver.That's why the second son of Yu wanted to snatch the Sunburning Grass no matter what, but he didn't expect that when he got the Sunburnt Grass, he paid for Yu Jiu and the Jiuyou Ice Wolf that he had raised for many years.

Leaving Jiuyou Ice Wolf aside, Yu Jiu is his most capable confidant, and now he has lost all news of his life or death. Not a single capable person around him is all a bunch of meek servants.

Yu Jiu had already been expelled from the side branch family, and he was regarded as a subordinate by the side of Second Young Master Yu. Naturally, he did not set up a soul lamp in the ancestral hall. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

But from the blood-stained rag found in the outskirts, there was little hope of survival.

The Second Young Master Yu was already very angry, he vomited blood, and now he forced himself to suppress his anger: "Then why are you here now?"

Is there any more bad news?

The servant didn't dare to lift his head, and described Danxia's experience quickly.

Second Young Master Yu heard bloodshot eyes and gritted teeth, filled with hatred and horror in his heart, he felt unbelievable——

Spirit embryo, spirit embryo.

It was actually refined.

That useless Lin Qiubai still has the chance to reshape his spiritual roots!

It really is good to enjoy the cool with the back of the master!Second Young Master Yu was sent back three times when he entered the teacher's school. Of course, he was very angry and lost his temper again.

Amidst the violent noise, the eyelids of the young man lying on the gums trembled silently.

After nearly an hour, until Yixiu stepped into the threshold, Yixiu was holding a bowl filled with powdered sun-burning grass in his hand, and the second young master Yu gradually calmed down when he thought that Yu Chuci's cold illness could be saved.

When the doctor was applying medicine to Yu Chuci, Lin Qiubai was curling up in the corner with his clothes on his hands. Hearing the sound of the wheelchair sliding behind him, he shrank back into the corner more and more. Xiaoju was driven out. There are only him and Yun Liuling in the inner room.

As the wheelchair turned, Yun Liuxuan spread out his hands: "Qiuqiu, come here."

Lin Qiubai hesitated: "You want to take off my clothes."

Yun Liuling has good eyes and soft eyes, and a clear and intoxicating voice: "How do you implant a spiritual embryo without taking off your clothes? Qiuqiu, doctors have nothing to do with gender."

The light shines in from behind Yun Liuxuan, the light is as dazzling as a halo moon, and against the light, the medicine ancestor in white clothes looks like a merciful god and Buddha, especially when he leans over and stretches out his hand, it is more like a broken branch of a Buddha handing it, which makes people feel heartbroken for no reason Longing and longing.

Lin Qiubai was stunned for a moment, then was arrested again.

The clothes were still stripped off one by one, leaving only a pair of pure cotton underpants. Lin Qiubai noticed that Yun Liuling seemed to have used something on him, which made his limbs paralyzed and his five senses dull, and he couldn't even think of resistance.Yun Liuling looked thin, but he played with him with both hands and then put him naked on the bed with ease and without any pressure.

This made Lin Qiubai inexplicably think of the secret picture of a certain play before, holding the three suns together on the top with one hand...

No, why did he think of this.

While he was thinking wildly, Yun Liujun took off his clean clothes and put him on the couch, condescendingly scrutinized the young man's body, lost the obstructing clothing material, the young man's exquisite appearance suddenly revealed, the curve of his hips jumped out, lying on his back. On the dark black bed, the hair is like a waterfall, black and white are distinct, and there is a kind of gorgeous and shocking, shocking sense of awe.

Yun Liuting smiled elegantly: "As expected, my apprentice has grown up, and there is nowhere that is not delicate."

Lin Qiubai's mind was in chaos, and he looked up at him.

Yun Liuling picked up his hair with his fingertips and stroked it behind his ears, with a soft voice: "Is Qiuqiu afraid of pain? Implanting a spiritual embryo requires disembowelling. Although the teacher will sew it up for you afterwards, it will still bleed." A lot of blood, it must be very painful, right? Remember when you were a child, you always acted like a baby, it was really cute."

Lin Qiubai's eyes gradually lost focus, as if he couldn't tell what he was talking about.

Yun Liuling whispered in his ears about the time the two of them spent together in the past, Lin Qiubai's eyes were full of strange things, he couldn't feel the pain, but it was like a prairie fire that made him radiate a kind of heat from the inside out, he couldn't tell the difference Where did this feeling come from? I only heard a warm and affectionate voice saying: "Qiuqiu, you belong to me..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-0600:13:14~2021-08-0700:13:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Gaobaibaibai, temporarily closed; 8 bottles at the distant mountain at sunset; 469008833 bottles; 2 bottles of Fengxing;

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