The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Xue Yu found that Cen Shu was really wicked, and always liked to call him this way of greeting puppies.

Is he, Bao Aotian, the kind of person who comes and goes when he is called? !

"What's wrong, Master."

Xue Yu rubbed against Cen Shu's legs, clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, looking very cute.

Cen Shu looked at him hesitantly for a few seconds, lifted the snow leopard out of his collar and floated to the corner of the bed, and then muttered: "You have a special constitution, conventional methods have little effect, and you need to adopt some special methods."

Xue Yu glanced at the leopard that had been taken away, and humbly asked, "How special is it?"

Are no bystanders allowed?

Cen Shu: "Spiritual consciousness."

"Oh," Xue Yu nodded ignorantly, "Master decides."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a force falling on his back, pushing him forward again.

Cen Shu was sitting on the edge of the bed, if Xue Yu fell forward, the other party would have no way to retreat, so the two of them could only roll together on the bed.

In the blink of an eye, the dim light turned into a pile of yellow waste and entered Xue Yu's mind.

ah!Wait a minute, in terms of spiritual consciousness, do you need this kind of "special"?

No, he is still a child!

In the ambiguous candlelight, Cen Shu's figure sitting steadily was getting closer, but his expression remained calm.

Xue Yu raised his hand subconsciously, trying to push back more or less, but found that he couldn't throw Cen Shu down on the bed as expected.

The person opposite looked indifferent, and slightly raised his arm when Xue Yu was about to fall into his arms.

An invisible force emerged out of thin air again, pushing and pulling Xue Yu.

In the eyes of the onlooker Snow Leopard, his humanoid trumpet was like a pole dancer, circled around an invisible steel pole in mid-air inexplicably, and finally fell into Cen Shu's arms, with a look on his face. Sitting sideways on his lap in a daze.

The smooth movement of the whole process can't help but make people applaud.

But he doesn't have much work right now.

Inertia made Xue Yu continue to lean back, and the arm he subconsciously raised before continued to hook Cen Shu's neck.

The black silk slipped from the tip of his nose, and his eyes met, and Xue Yu saw his own blue eyes in Cen Shu's pupils.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, as was the posture of the two of them.

The snow leopard covered its eyes with its paws, and the human figure hurriedly lowered its head: "That..."

In the next second, Cen Shu clasped his jaw with warm fingers.

Just like when he was forced to raise his head in the Yunan Peak Square, Cen Shu held Xue Yu's chin with one hand, and turned his head towards him without hesitation.

Cen Shu was looking at him seriously, and in those dark eyes, Xue Yu saw his own reflection getting bigger and bigger.

The safe distance was violated, and he subconsciously wanted to lean his neck back, but the hand on his chin was tightly bound, making him unable to move at all.

When the reflection was so big that it couldn't get any bigger, Xue Yu only felt a chill on his forehead, and it was Cen Shu's forehead that was stuck to him.

"Half an inch above the eyebrows is the weakest part of the Lingfu's walls. You need to pay more attention on weekdays, and don't let outsiders touch it."

The two were so close that when Cen Shu spoke, his soft breath fell on Xue Yu's lips.

Xue Yu didn't know why he subconsciously held his breath, and only replied from his throat, "Hmm."

Cen Shu's finger left.

He seemed to think for a few seconds, and finally whispered: "Be patient."

Xue Yu:?

How does this line sound a bit bad.

Before Xue Yu had time to think about it, suddenly, something appeared in his mind.

Some intruders in my mind are like sand in my shoes. The foreign body feeling is very distinct and very uncomfortable.

Xue Yu frowned, and the arm on the back of Cen Shu's neck tightened uncontrollably.

"Don't resist me."

Cen Shu's voice suddenly rang directly in his mind.

"Master?"

Xue Yu thought subconsciously.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, the strange intruder in his mind had already used a unique way of communication in his mind. He was silent, but gave an affirmative answer to Xue Yu's question.

Xue Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized: Cen Shu could actually read his thoughts directly!

"Don't resist me."

Cen Shu repeated in his mind.

Surprise quickly turned to horror.

"no!"

"Can't let—"

Xue Yu clenched his teeth and stopped thinking.

The very obvious sense of intrusion has not left, and it is even struggling to penetrate into his brain.

"Relax."

The man's slightly cool palm rested on Xue Yu's back, first slid up and down his back, and then gently pinched the back of his neck comfortingly.

The technique is as proficient as stroking a big cat.

However, the method of stroking cats that always works does not work at all at this time.

Of course he couldn't relax, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

Xue Yu doesn't dare to think about anything now, but human thinking is faster than the speed of sound and faster than the speed of light. When he restrains himself from thinking about something, his mind is deliberately singing the opposite tune.

The complicated information is like a letter that has been turned into a substance, filling his head, which is used as a mailbox, to the brim, and it is almost about to explode.

The messy and useless thought fragments also seemed to have hindered Cen Shu's entry.

The foreign body sensation lingered on the edge of Xue Yu's consciousness, and he couldn't get close.

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Yu felt Cen Shu's consciousness leave.

The turbulent mind gradually calmed down, and Xue Yu realized that he had closed his eyes during the whole process of Cen Shu entering his head.

At this time, he opened his eyes, and found that he was curled up in Cen Shu's arms, his arms hung on Cen Shu's shoulders and neck, and his fingers were so stiff that they were sore due to excessive clenching.

Suddenly, his vision brightened, and it was Cen Shu who had pulled back his long hair hanging on the sides of their cheeks, and he himself had also moved away from Xue Yu's forehead.

Xue Yu was still a little dazed by the sequelae of his consciousness being invaded. He didn't let go of his arms, but just looked at the young man above him with a dull gaze.

Cen Shu looked at him blankly for a while, then wiped Xue Yu's cheek with his thumb.

"That's why you don't want to?"

A dewy and cool feeling bloomed on Xue Yu's side cheeks, and he realized with bewilderment that just now when Cen Shu entered his mind, he actually cried!

Xue Yu blushed, and jumped off Cen Shu's lap like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"No, no, no!" He wiped his face indiscriminately, denying repeatedly, "It's because my head is too, too uncomfortable!"

Cen Shu slightly lowered his head and stroked the folds of Xue Yu's robe, and said in a low voice, "As a teacher, I can't use spiritual power to guide you, so I have to use the method of Nascent Soul entering the body."

He raised his head and glanced at his apprentice: "Your spiritual consciousness is weak and you have not completed the spiritual palace. If you force your way in, it will definitely cause irreparable damage to your consciousness."

This means that with Cen Shu's ability, it's not that he can't force his way in, it's just that he was afraid of turning him into a fool, so he backed out so quickly.

Xue Yu murmured: "I..."

Cen Shu interrupted him and continued: "If you want to start purely with theory, you can. But as a teacher, you have not made any progress in the first level, and I am afraid that you don't even know how to practice it."

"If you start from the beginning, 720 points and twelve meridians will give rise to thousands of meridians. It would take months for ordinary people to write down all the correct points one by one."

Xue Yu's eyes darkened.

He knew that Cen Shu was not exaggerating to deceive himself, and now that the situation was critical, there were no months left for him to memorize the basics of acupuncture points!

But the content in his brain is too exciting, if Cen Shu can browse at will, the consequences will be disastrous.

If he was really an ordinary beast cultivator, and even let Cen Shu know that the human form was the incarnation of the snow leopard outside his body, then there would be no problem, at most it would be a pain for the little vest he had been covering for months.

You can wear a book -- you can't wear a book.

Xue Yu knew that the monks of the Tianyan Sect had always cultivated their minds. If someone suddenly told Cen Shu that your world is not real, but a book; you are not real, but a character written in a book .

I'm afraid this person will go crazy on the spot, right?

Do you choose thousands of innocent mortals, or choose Cen Shu?

Xue Yu did not expect that one day he would fall into the dilemma of choosing the trolley problem.

Xue Yu said with difficulty: "...I'm not unwilling, I'm just, not used to it."

"You don't need to get used to it." Cen Shu said indifferently.

That's why he said bear with it.

"But……"

Before Xue Yu finished speaking, his consciousness suddenly went into a trance, the surrounding scene became blurred, and Cen Shu's voice sounded in his mind again.

"When the Lingfu is not completed, the place where the consciousness lives is chaos..."

Probably because the two of them didn't touch their foreheads or touch the weak parts of the Lingfu at this time, although this voice appeared directly in Xue Yu's mind, it was different from the clear foreign body sensation just now.

At this time, Cen Shu's voice was vague and intermittent, and he could not hear clearly.

Cen Shu was like a friendly neighbor, yelling at Xue Yu with a loudspeaker outside his head, without any intention of entering the house.

"Just like the first division of the heaven and the earth, the clear air floats up, and the turbid air sinks; the clear consciousness floats upward, and the rest sinks and condenses like the sea."

The voice in my head seemed to contain some kind of magical power.

Under the hint of Cen Shu's words, Xue Yu's mind really turned into a "sea".

He has no entity in his own mind, consciousness sifted into two distinct parts.

All clarity of perception floats on the surface, everywhere.

And all the subconsciousness—like entering a deep dream, and the knowledge he had learned before filled his cognition independently—the branches derived from the subconscious: the id, ego, and superego, all dived below the sea level.

"And being a teacher will only be here."

That distinct sense of foreign body appeared again, and at the same time, a translucent humanoid shimmering slightly appeared above the sea.

Cen Shu appeared in his mind.

"Is this Master's Nascent Soul?"

Xue Yu's own voice sounded in the sky above his mind.

The villain nodded: "Yes."

The Nascent Soul villain looks exactly like the deity, even the eyelashes are very distinct.

It's just like being carved from a piece of ice, the entire Nascent Soul is the same color.

Xue Yu was surprised to find that since the entire sea and sky were covered with his own consciousness, he was "perceiving" the existence of Cen Shu from all directions at the same time from a high-latitude perspective.

If he wanted to, he could even count the number of hairs on Cen Shu's villain one by one.

In Xue Yu's sea of ​​consciousness, he himself is a god.

This feeling of being in control of everything is very strange, and it is very similar to the feeling when he was doing calculations while holding a large blue and white porcelain bowl.

Perhaps it was because his subconscious mind was locked in the sea water, and Cen Shu, who was floating on the sea, had no way of knowing it. Xue Yu no longer felt the sense of crisis and discomfort of being pryed into a secret.

Although it was still a bit uncomfortable to have his mind invaded, Cen Shu was no longer a powerful intruder at this time, but a guest.

At this moment, in Xue Yu's mind, he even felt that the intruder was completely controllable.

The second after this idea came into being, Xue Yu found that his mind had already started to act.

Cen Shu had never been too lazy to put on a crown, so Nascent Soul naturally had long hair loose.

At this time, the long hair of the Nascent Soul villain was automatically divided into two halves from left to right without any wind, and in an instant, a very girlish twin ponytail was tied on both sides of Cen Shu's head.

Cen Shu: "..."

Xue Yu: "Wow! It's so fun!"

Cen Shu is not like his bald little leopard, the volume of hair on his head is very enviable.

Xue Yu not only tied people's hair, but also blew in his mind, making a pair of long ponytails flirtatiously beside Cen Shu's head.

Good-looking people are different, his master is a man who can hold two ponytails!

Xue Yu admired his ancestor's twin ponytails from all angles, and before he could speak, Cen Shu's long hair fell back to its original place uncontrollably.

The speed of thinking and consciousness, from when Xue Yu used his brain to when Cen Shu untied his hair was only a blink of an eye.

"concentrate."

The Nascent Soul villain spoke.

In the next second, Xue Yu's ubiquitous consciousness suddenly shrank suddenly, and the feeling of being in control disappeared.

The sky light suddenly went out, and Xue Yu's mind was filled with extreme darkness.

There was only a deep black sea around, Cen Shu's shimmering Nascent Soul, and a small ball of light floating in front of him.

Because Xue Yu's spiritual consciousness is very weak, he can't even condense a human form, it's just this very blurry ball of light.

Only now did he realize the disparity in power between himself and Cen Shu. Even if the two were in his own mind, as long as Cen Shu was willing, he could manage Xue Yu into obedience.

Like a deflated balloon, the light group shrank twice aggrievedly, indicating that he knew.

Then, he rubbed against the villain Nascent Soul, hoping that Cen Shu could transform himself back.

However, the Yuanying villain is as ruthless as Cen Shu himself.

He didn't intend to restore people to their original state, and even pushed the ball of light away.

During the movement, I saw the surroundings light up slightly, and the light cluster representing Xue Yu's consciousness was gradually squeezed out of a human shape like a soft ball of plasticine.

That shape is not Xue Yu's own appearance, but like some strange human body model, under the translucent skin are densely packed acupoint light spots, and countless nerve veins, which correspond to the orifice acupoints and meridians in the human body one by one. correspond.

Immediately afterwards, light spots representing spiritual power were introduced into the human body model, and circulated through the meridians in a specific route.

Xue Yu realized almost instantly that this was Cen Shu teaching him how to cultivate in this way!

What was shrunk into a small ball by Cen Shu was only Xue Yu's consciousness. His control over his body existed "below the sea level", which was the part that Cen Shu did not touch.

Xue Yu hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and followed the path of the light spot in the human body model, swimming in his acupoints and meridians.

It was inevitable that he would stumble at the beginning, and Xue Yu was afraid that he would go astray and become obsessed, so he walked extremely cautiously.

Fortunately, Cen Shu may have the same concerns as him, and the speed of the demonstration is also very slow.

The two ran slowly for a small week, and the speed was not much faster than the elderly man crossing the road with a cane.

When the spiritual power passed through the last acupoint, Xue Yu only felt his body suddenly light and agile, and when he checked again, he found that his cultivation base had risen to a small level.

And the spiritual power has already left in the meridians that have just passed through, and the spiritual power is swimming|walking through the meridians at an extremely slow speed.

In the silence, Xue Yu heard Cen Shu's voice suddenly rang next to his ear: "Do you remember the route?"

Xue Yu shook for a moment, and the feeling of detachment disappeared instantly after Xiao Zhoutian's operation was completed.

The darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness faded away suddenly, he opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that the candle was burned out, and the sky was already bright outside the window.

And he didn't know when he sat in Cen Shu's arms again, but his posture was different from the first time.

Probably because Cen Shu felt that the side-sitting posture before was not suitable for two people to put their foreheads together, so this time Xue Yu faced Cen Shu and sat on his lap with his legs spread apart.

The top of Xue Yu's head only reached Cen Shu's chest, and when he sat like this, his head was only slightly lower than Cen Shu's.

And the two arms seemed to have their own brains, and they spontaneously wrapped around other people's necks.

At this moment, Cen Shu was pressed by his arm, still maintaining the movement of bending his neck slightly, his dark eyes looked at him calmly, like a pool of water without waves.

The foreheads fit together and the breaths intersect.

It's not hard to imagine that the two of them spent the whole night teaching in their brains in such a posture last night.

The snow leopard who was watching was stunned, and his long tail was held in his arms at some point, and its four paws wrapped around its tail tightly like a circle around Cen Shu's neck.

Xue Yu tilted his body, scrambled and fell off the person's lap, sat on the floor and beat his head like garlic and said, "Remember, remember, remember!"

Cen Shu gave him a condescending look, and casually stroked the creases on the hem of his clothes that Xue Yu had pressed.

Just when Xue Yu didn't know what to say to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere between the two of them at this moment, there were only two "knock knocks" and someone shouted outside the door: "Guest officer, your hot water is here!"

Xue Yu didn't even think about why someone came to bring hot water, so he jumped up and rushed to the door.

A black silk lingered in the sky and wrapped Xue Yu's eyes from the back of his head. He was stunned for a moment, but his hand had already opened the door.

I saw the waiter in the store outside the door carrying two large buckets of hot water, but he was obviously taken aback when he saw Xue Yu, and smiled flatteringly: "Oh, Mr. Xiao Lang, did you crawl under the bed at night? Why did you rub your face like that?" of the marl?"

Marl?

Xue Yu stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and two mud shells fell down.

He was surprised to find that not only his face, but even his hands were covered with a thin layer of mud.

Xue Yu realized that it was the same as the practice of ordinary ending novels. The physical fitness of monks before building the foundation was not much different from that of ordinary people. Every time the realm of Qi training increased by one level, some impurities would be expelled from the body from the pores until the foundation was established. Build into a fairy body.

Xue Yu sniffed his nose and smelled it, and sure enough, he smelled a faint smell of salty fish in the physical sense.

He smiled dryly and casually dealt with Xiao Er, asking him to pour hot water into the bathtub in the room.

The door closed again with a "slap", and Xue Yu jumped into the bathtub with a heavy lunge.

He didn't start to take off his clothes until his whole body was soaked in hot water.

Xue Yu thought, fortunately Xiao Er brought the hot water up in time, otherwise he would have to go downstairs to get it in such a dirty and smelly way——

Huh?

He is only now beginning to wonder.

Knowing that there are only three people in this room, Cen Shu and him, he must not go downstairs to ask for water, that is to say, Cen Shu asked for this water for him?

Cen Shu on the other side of the screen didn't have any special reaction, and still sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed.

The snow leopard thief, Xixi, rubbed against his ancestor, climbed onto his thigh with ease, and lay down on the spot where the trumpet nest had been before.

Cen Shu reached out to lift him into his arms, and stroked his back.

It was obvious that Xue Yu was already dirty like a mud monkey, but Cen Shu's body, including his forehead that had been pasted with him, did not get a speck of dust, and his whole person still had that very noble and clean smell.

Snow Leopard sniffled, smelling the familiar faint fragrance in Cen Shu's arms.

The figure lowered its head and buried itself in the water, rubbing its hands on its cheeks.

Ming and Mingming have touched their lips, why is it strange and shameful to stick their foreheads together?

Xue Yu thought for a long time, and finally attributed the reason to their indecent teaching posture.

But he thought again, forehead to forehead is a very intimate position, if he doesn't sit on Cen Shu's lap, what kind of position can he stick to?

He imagined several scenes in his mind, and felt that each one was very ambiguous.

Unless two people lie on their sides with their heads and feet opposite, with their foreheads touching their foreheads.

Although this posture has no intimacy at all, it is really shaky, and it is estimated that there is no bed other than the floor that can accommodate the two of them.

In contrast, Xue Yu felt that Cen Shu might be more likely to act like he was sitting upright, while Xue Yu was hung upside down on the beam of the room and stuck to his forehead.

It's strange if it's strange, anyway, everything is for cultivating immortals!

Xue Yu rubbed his arms vigorously while cheering himself up.

It took three full buckets of hot water for the water to barely regain its clarity.

Xue Yu freshened up and came out from behind the screen, there were two "knock knocks" outside the door, it was Xiaoer who brought a table of food for the two of them.

Known—forget it, this table must have been ordered by Cen Shu.

He practiced all night and took a long bath, and it was already lunch time.

The portion of the meal was quite large, with eight solid meat dishes and a pot of golden old hen soup, the table in the room was almost not set down.

When he saw the food on this table, Xue Yu realized that he was hungry after a while.

The monks before the foundation period still need to obtain energy from food.

He practiced really hard last night, except for the snow leopard who ate some of the whole table, he actually ate all of it.

With nothing else to distract him from, the awkwardness from before reappeared in the room.

With the relationship between the two of them, saying thank you seems to be a little extravagant.

Xue Yu's eyes flicked wildly, and he was taken aback when he saw the snow leopard in Cen Shu's arms.

"Master, take a look, Xiao Yu recently...has she gained weight?"

Cen Shu's expression was blank, and the snow leopard had already jumped into Trumpet's arms.

The humanoid arm sank suddenly.

Xue Yu: "...really fat!"

A while ago, because of the snow leopard’s hair loss, I hated the tuba very much, and I haven’t let the trumpet hug me for a long time.

I don't know if I don't hold it, but when I weighed it and was startled, Xue Yu was surprised to find that he was right, his Snow Leopard was so heavy that it wasn't 01:30!

Even if you are bald, you are still fat!

Xue Yu thought in horror, could it be that his leopard will become a middle-aged greasy leopard from now on?

Cen Shu glanced at him, his eyes were a bit indescribable: "It's not fat."

He floated the snow leopard back into his arms like a calf, and stroked the slightly prickly newborn fur.

"Xiaoyu has grown up."