The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

As soon as this person said "you", he stopped, his eyes were lowered quietly like that day in Yunanfeng Square, his expression was unpredictable.

Xue Yu's heart was like his own little vest, hanging in the air and unable to get rid of it.

Although Cen Shu is ill, he is tall.

Xue Yu was raised on tiptoe with his chin lifted, and only then was he able to reach his chest.

In such a stagnant atmosphere, Xue Yu was forced to raise his neck, trembling in Cen Shu's palm.But fortunately, he still has a sliver of reason, and the snow leopard did not shake out a resonance.

For a while, the surroundings were very quiet, even the stream was not so cheerful, only the sound of black water splashing down like a rain curtain on the back of Xue Yu's head remained.

Fate, held both of his throats at the same time.

Xue Yu swallowed uncontrollably, rolled his slightly protruding Adam's apple up twice, and rubbed Cen Shu's cold fingertips.

Cen Shu loosened his fingers suddenly, and gave him another look with a dull expression, and he didn't know whether that look was disgust or reproach.

Xue Yu: "..."

Before he could grind his molars, he saw Cen Shu's hand condescendingly stretched out again, lifting a thin strand of wet, dirty long hair from Xue Yu's temple.

The man put his white fingertips together and rubbed them lightly, and the thick black dye that had covered the ends of Xue Yu's hair was rubbed off by him lightly, revealing the snow-white part underneath.

Cen Shu frowned imperceptibly, and the knuckles resting on Xue Yu's hair bent.

In an instant, Xue Yu only felt a lightness in his neck, and the damp and stuffy feeling on the top of his head suddenly disappeared—his hair was dry.

However, Cen Shu only dried Xue Yu's hair, leaving aside his clothes that were wet from the black water on his back.

At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow from his back at an extremely tricky angle, and it blew on the wet clothes. It felt like stuffing ice skates into the back of his neck, all the way from the back to the front.

Xue Yu shrugged the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but sneezed a little.

Fortunately, he still cared about the big guy standing in front of him, he snapped his neck before he sneezed, and the sneeze hit the ground straight.

It was too late and then soon, Snow Leopard's eyes suddenly went dark, and I saw Cen Shu's palm retracted from the human chin, covering Snow Leopard's body, blocking the spittle flying from the trumpet for Leopard.

Xue Yu: "..."

Before he could sort out a suitable mood, the trumpet's untied long hair slid from the back of his head to his cheeks while he suddenly lowered his head.

A piece of snowy light broke through the darkness in front of him in an instant, flashing Xue Yu's eyes with a clatter.

He froze suddenly, maintaining the posture of bowing his head, and subconsciously lifted his hair to take a look.

It turned out that Cen Shu's finger not only dried his hair, but also drove away the dark black dye wrapped in his hair.

On the top of his head was only a head of evenly white and flexible hair, holding it in his hand like fragrant dragon beard noodles just out of the pot.

Xue Yu raised his head in a daze holding a handful of snow hair, and met Cen Shu's scrutinizing eyes.

"..." He smiled uglier than crying, "My... I have less gray hair."

Cen Shu ignored his nonsense, but raised his tone slightly: "Are you a beast cultivator in rigid form?"

Xue Yu: "...Huh?"

Xue Yu: "Oh, that's right."

The peak turns and turns, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

The little vest floating in the sky fell back onto Xue Yu's shoulder again.

He realized later that he was simply intimidated by Cen Shu's attitude of catching rape, and the authorities were lost.

Incarnation outside the body is actually very difficult to cultivate. Generally, monks don't have any special skills to get close to them, and they can get to the sixth-layer state as soon as possible—that is, what people call the distraction stage later. Only when the identities are controlled at the same time can there be the possibility of practicing the incarnation outside the body.

As for Xue Yu, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a mere waste in the first level, without even a valley. If he wants to seriously practice the incarnation outside the body, he must cultivate five more levels.

So Cen Shu just regarded him as an ordinary beast cultivator.

Alas!

Xue Yu sneaked a look at Cen Shu from the tip of his eyelashes, and saw that there was no contempt on the man's face, but there was still doubt in his eyes: "Beast cultivators can transform into forms after reaching the third level, why are you only at the first level?"

Oh, this is to dislike his low cultivation level again.

At this time, Xue Yu was very used to Cen Shu's pua towards him, and said kindly: "I'm rather useless."

After hearing these words, Cen Shu looked at him with a strange and deep gaze.

Xue Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He realized that Cen Shu wasn't saying that his first-level cultivation was low, but that all the other beasts were three-level transformations. How could you be able to transform at the first level?

What kind of first-level environment are you?

The immortal cultivation system in the original book is still a few routine names, and the first three levels correspond to Qi training, foundation building, and Jindan respectively.

It turns out that the beast can only take shape when it reaches the golden core stage?He really doesn't know.

While speaking, his little vest was about to fly into the sky again.

Xue Yu quickly stretched out his hand to tighten his vest, and asked tentatively: "Stupid, the stupid bird flies first?"

Cen Shu looked down at the top of his head and let out a slight snort, as if he didn't even bother to give a sarcasm.

Xue Yu was making up new words with his head spinning, when he suddenly heard Cen Shu say, "That's all."

Xue Yu was taken aback, and looked at him with a guilty conscience.

That person still had a dusty appearance, his glazed bead-like eyes were half-closed under his eyelids again, and all the previous emotions were gone.

He said lightly: "Beast-shaped exercises are very different from human cultivation, and it is normal for you to have adventures."

Although Cen Shu might be perfunctory, this sentence is true.

In the world view of "The No. [-] Hooligan in the Realm of Cultivation", only human beings have traces of cultivation methods, and other monsters and spirits have strange cultivation methods, and each family has its own branch.

Xue Yu still remembered that in the original book, there was such a beast cultivator whose prototype was a chicken. His cultivation method was to stand alone under the scorching sun every day from noon, and flap his wings seven times every quarter of an hour until the sun went down.

I don't know how Brother Ji discovered this practice method back then, this kind of thing, I can't think about it.

He thought about it, the beast cultivator's search for skills is just like the easter eggs in fighting games in the past. Press the up, down, left, left, and left keys to activate the hidden big move. Anyway, what you practice depends on luck. Maybe there are some beast cultivators' skills How can it be transformed into form at the first stage?

Xue Yu felt that the reason Cen Shu made up was much more reasonable than he thought, so he couldn't help pecking at the chicken next to him.

Cen Shu said again: "Since you are a beast cultivator, no wonder Xiao Yu likes you."

Xue Yu: "Hehe."

No, that's mostly because I love myself more.

The ancestor didn't understand Xue Yu's ridicule from modern surfers, but when he mentioned his little pet, his attitude seemed to soften a lot suddenly, and the fingers on the snow leopard also scratched the back of his neck.

"Although I can't see what your prototype is, there should be some similarities between beast cultivators." Having said that, Cen Shu paused for a moment, his eyes were blank, and his expression was slightly hesitant, "Can you... Do you understand Xiao Yu's words?"

Ow?

Xue Yu was stunned.

His little humanoid avatar was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his palm-sized face showed a pair of extraordinarily large eyes.

At this time, his big eyes were wide open, with a row of thick eyelashes on the upper and lower eyelids, and the tips of the eyelashes protruding from the corners of the eyes, like the dark eyeliner around the eyes of a feline.

Cen Shu stopped stroking the snow leopard.

At this time, there was nothing to block him. He looked at the little apprentice with snow-white hair and blue pupils in front of him. The eyes under the gauze were as round as he thought.

As expected of a beast cultivator, his appearance was no different from that of a snow leopard when he was slightly confused.

He couldn't help thinking that if his Xiaoyu could transform into form, it would definitely have such a beautiful appearance.

Can……

"That's all." Cen Shu said suddenly.

He lowered his eyes and collided with the snow leopard who happened to turn his head to look at him. Those blue eyes were also full of doubts.

Cen Shu's eyes softened, and he said softly: "Xiao Yu is still young and innocent, so she probably can't say anything."

Xue Baobao:? ? ?

He can't, he's going to make trouble!

What's the matter with this wicked thing, Cen Shu, who started calling him mentally retarded in front of him? !

Before it was too late, the snow leopard opened its mouth and bit Cen Shu's fingertips, then began to flick its tail and twitch Cen Shu's wrists.

A smile flashed across Cen Shu's eyes, and his four fingers that were not bitten were stretched down his neck again.

The chin nest is really a restricted area for cats, no matter big cats or small cats, when their necks are scratched, they will turn into cats made of water.

Naturally, Xue Yu couldn't go against his own instinct.

The feeling of electric shock spread all over the body, the snow leopard snorted a little while being scratched by Cen Shu with its paw bent, while the human figure stood frozen one step away from Cen Shu, its cheeks flushed.

Xue Yu: "Oh."

The faint smile on Cen Shu's face faded, he raised his eyes to look at Xue Yu, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw his flushed cheeks and watery eyes.

Xue Yu said softly, "I mean... yes, yes it is possible." Cen Shu raised his brows lightly and raised his final voice slightly: "Oh?"

Xue Yu groaned and gasped: "He said you...don't scratch it."

Cen Shu's fingers stopped, and the snow leopard immediately got out of Cen Shu's circled arms, and jumped into the embrace of his human figure with open arms.

Xue Yu's two numbers are very beautiful in jumping and catching. If there is an animal diving event in the Olympic Games, then Xue Yu will definitely win glory for the country.

The snow leopard turned around in the human figure's arms and lay down vigilantly facing Cen Shu, and the human form immediately surrounded the snow leopard with its palms to protect the snow leopard from the tip of its nose firmly.

For a moment, only a pair of eyes remained on Little Snow Leopard's cat face for Cen Shu to see.

The eyes of one person and one beast are blue tiles, clear and beautiful, even the eyes staring at Cen Shu are very similar.

Cen Shu looked at them for a while, then slowly lowered his arms, not sure if it was an illusion, but his expression seemed a little silent.

Xue Yu didn't know what his cheap master and cheap master were thinking, but he could only feel that he seemed unhappy.

For a while, he was a little soft-hearted again.

It's not a big problem if the boss just wants to fuck a cat.

Just when he was hesitating whether to let Baobao jump back into his arms, he saw that Cen Shu's sleeves shook again, and Xinghe was already standing in front of them.

Cen Shu looked at him indifferently, his gaze was self-evident - come here.

Xue Yu moved at every command, and obediently jumped onto the chessboard with the leopard in his arms.

He himself didn't dare to stare at the boss, so he had to let the Leopard in his arms signal to Cen Shu with all his eyes: "Your Leopard is in my hands now, drive the black car slower!"

Cen Shu stood with his hands behind his back, not knowing if he understood.

Just as the chessboard took the two of them a few feet away from the ground, the wind blew, and Xue Yu's white hair was blown in front of his eyes.

"Ah!" Xue Yu exclaimed, "Master, my hair hasn't been dyed yet!"

Cen Shu gave him a benevolent look, and said with disdain, "My Cen Shu's apprentice can't—"

Suddenly, he stopped subtly, and his eyes were a little blank: "That's all."

Xue Yu:? ? ?

What are you doing again?This is the third time for you today, are you just becoming a master?

Before Xue Yu could figure it out, Cen Shu raised his palm and waved at him. He felt his scalp numb slightly, and the hair floating on his cheeks was already black.

Xue Yu: "Wow!"

Xue Yu: "Master, have you changed the color of my eyes?"

"No."

As Cen Shu said this, he retracted his palm indifferently, and retracted his gaze, which made it clear that he didn't intend to take care of it anymore.

Xue Yu tried to reason: "But I have already told my nephews that you will cure my eyes. If it can't be cured, it will be a disgrace to Master—Master."

Cen Shu didn't bother to entangle him so much, and said directly: "Master, I left the customs early this time because I received the news of your senior brother's return to the sect. When he came out to look for your skills, he probably has already arrived at the sect."

Xue Yu: Yeah?