The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

The cold sweat on Xue Yu's back immediately came down, and for a moment, he thought he had gone to the infinite stream set for acting.

But there were still Cen Shu and Yan Fangyu sitting next to him, both of them were very calm, his sweat stopped halfway through.

Unless he was still sick like he was a few days ago, Cen Shu would be a walking bug here.

The powerful and powerful people all died in the Qing Dynasty 800 years ago, and now the entire cultivation world can count the number of hands that can beat Cen Shu.

He is one of the strongest combat powers in the hot-blooded manga. He has to be used when the growth-type protagonists are fighting, otherwise one person can penetrate a book, and it is easy to cause the combat power system to collapse.

So with Cen Shu here, he doesn't have to be afraid of anything.

Xue Yu calmed down for a moment, grabbed his robe and pressed himself against the table, watching the siblings on the table buried their heads between the plates, making a "snoring, snoring" sound like a pig eating.

As the last plate was licked, Xue Yu was worried, but saw that the hungry ghost with its fangs changed back again.

The greasy hands and face were wiped clean, and when Di Zhao put away the dishes, he smiled at the few people, as if the appearance of eating people just now was just a mirror image.

Nothing happened.

Only then did she realize that the guests' cups of tea were full, but she only sighed that the rules are strict, and said nothing else.

Di Xin stood up and went to make their beds in the next room.

When the siblings turned their eyes away, everyone exchanged glances vaguely.

Yan Fangyu shook the fan to cover the lower half of his face, and looked at Xue Yu with a pair of smiling eyes, his playful eyes seemed to ask: Do you want to eat?

The latter had a small white face and shook his head like a rattle.

Who the hell would dare to eat it? It's so scary.

You won't become a pig if you eat it like Spirited Away!

The house of Dizhao's house is not big, because of the three siblings in the family, Lai Hao still separated three rooms with two walls.

The main room in the middle is connected with two side rooms on the left and right, which is a common "me"-shaped structure.

There are definitely not enough people to live in the house, so the owner of the house leaves the house to the guests and borrows it from the houses of other nearby disciples.

The rooms were assigned naturally, Cen Shu and Xue Yu lived in one side room, Tian Yuxue and Yan Fangyu lived in the other room, and Xue Bao slept with Tian Yuxue.

The quilts are all new from the cabinet, but they are obviously old quilts.It's tide here, and there's water flowing everywhere, and the lingering smell of sea water is everywhere, sticking to the nasal cavity, making people very uncomfortable.

Xue Yu was still thinking about the things at the dinner table.

There is a problem with the sea water in the endless sea, the water pollutes the food, and the food pollutes the people——

No.

Are the people on the island still human?

Or has it become some kind of hidden monster?

But before coming to the island, Di Zhao looked very normal, and apart from the way they ate, they didn't show anything strange.

I can't remember the original book at all, Xue Yu can only confirm that the part of Endless Sea is indeed a small branch copy of the whole book, and it is not the final boss of the main line at all.

Xue Yu thought about it for a long time, but he really didn't have a clue. These people obviously knew something, but they just didn't want to tell him.

Among them, Cen Shu is the most wicked thing. He only told him half of the words and then stopped.

The monks of Endless Sea have keen spiritual senses, and the walls have ears, and there may be sea monsters. Xue Yu dare not ask directly, and can only hope that Cen Shu will show kindness and tell him with his spiritual sense.

What is in the sea?He is so curious.

The door of the room was closed, and the two of them stayed on the bed. Cen Shu hadn't said a word since arriving on the island, and now he was sitting cross-legged on the bed as usual, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Now there were only the two of them in the room, Tian Yuxue hugged the snow leopard and curled up on the bed early, there was nothing to distract him, Xue Yu could tell that something was wrong with Cen Shu.

He seemed to have become indifferent, and he didn't pay much attention to himself.

Xue Yu huddled beside Cen Shu, pushing his arm and calling out in a low voice.

"Master, master."

But Cen Shu seemed to be in deep concentration, and ignored him.

Xue Yu squeezed into his arms with ease, holding Cen Shu's shoulders against his forehead with both hands.

He still remembered that when Cen Shu first taught him the spiritual power walking route, the two of them put their heads against their foreheads in his sea of ​​consciousness, and now they can also talk in his head.

"Master." He called again.

Cen Shu's forehead was slightly cold, if it wasn't for the shallow breath hitting his lips, Xue Yu would have thought that this man had died unknowingly.

Xue Yu hugged him vigorously, and tied his long hair on the sideburns into a tight knot, but the man just ignored him for some reason.

Xue Yu was a little angry, raised his head and bit the man's chin hard, rolled to the side, rolled to the foot of the bed on the opposite side, and ignored Cen Shu.

He was angry for a while, and wanted to enter meditation at first, but his cultivation base was learned from Cen Shu, and he always pushed back when he was practicing.

Coupled with the exhaustion of the boats and vehicles these days, the swaying of the boat on the sea, and being frightened by Cen Shu, Xue Yu didn't sleep well at all, and was extremely tired. Eyes fell asleep.

Amidst the small grunts that gradually sounded, Cen Shu beside him quietly opened his eyes.

Xue Yu was originally on the other side of the bed, but now she was fast asleep and rolled onto Cen Shu's lap.

He was only wearing a middle coat, the belt was loosely tied, and it was no longer at the waist when it was rolled over. The placket was loose, and his chest covered with thin muscles was exposed, and a pair of shorts tailored by himself were hanging on his hips. .

He was a small animal, sleeping sprawled beside Cen Shu defenselessly, his belly puffed and bulged with his breathing when he was asleep, completely synchronized with the snow leopard next door.

Cen Shu looked down at him for a while, then his fingers landed on Xue Yu's soft belly, and then slid all the way up like a dragonfly.

Yubai's fingertips touched his collarbone and neck, and climbed over his small pointed chin, describing his facial features in detail.

This is the place Cen Shu has kissed one by one, and this is the person he has hugged countless times.

remnant.

If the snow leopard at this time is a remnant soul, then the one who died for his mount before is also a remnant soul.

Cen Shu's fingertips touched the center of Xue Yu's eyebrows, and a refreshing coolness penetrated into the cracks in his bones, causing Xue Yu, who was sleeping soundly, to turn over while muttering, and rubbed his fingers away.

remnant soul.remnant soul.

Cen Shu's frustrated fingers followed the trend, opened the gap between his Xue Yu's lips, and stuck his fingertips in.

The moonlight outside the window became very blurred by the water vapor, and when it fell on Cen Shu's eyes, there was only a sharp moonlight, soaked in some thinning coolness.

He absently rubbed and pressed the delicate and fragile flesh on the inside of Xue Yu's lips, and his fingertips soon became wet.

"You... what are you...?"

His eyes were empty, and he whispered softly.

Nothing happened, a good night's sleep.

Maybe it was also because I was so tired before, I fell asleep this time, and when I woke up, I even felt like a lifetime away.

Di Zhao and Di Xin came over after having breakfast at the disciple's house next door. After exchanging pleasantries, they boarded a small boat and headed for the holy mountain.

The waterways on the island are criss-crossed, and it seems that everyone goes out by boat.

They rounded a few bends, and several boats followed behind the boat.

They came to see Di Xin off.

Di Zhao held his oars, his friendly face did not reveal the strange and terrifying appearance of yesterday, he was completely normal.

She motioned everyone to look up and look at the island towering above their heads.

"That is the holy mountain." Di Zhao said in a pious tone, "no matter where we are in the endless sea, we can see the holy mountain as long as we raise our heads."

Xue Yu raised his head subconsciously, squinting his eyes at the island at the top.

The waterfall flows down from the edge of the island in a circle, like a small fountain, with layers of water splashing, covering the island in a thick milky white mist.

It is too high and covered with water mist, so that people can't really see the situation above.

Xue Yu thought, all inner disciples live on the holy mountain, is the holy mountain really that big?

"The fine-scale pink fish came down from the upper reaches of the holy mountain last night, and it was a gift from the holy mountain to our outer disciples." Di Zhao said.

She still remembered the dinner last night, but her expression was very natural, and there was nothing wrong when she mentioned fish.

Xue Yu hooked his head and looked towards the water.

The waterway for boating is not too deep, and the water is so clear that you can see the bottom at a glance.

Small fish in twos and threes were swimming leisurely in the water. They looked very ordinary, basically the size of a palm, and their thin fish scales showed a tender pink color in the sunlight.

Other than that there is nothing in the water.

There are trees planted on the bank, but there is not even a single leaf or branch in the waterway. There are only pebbles at the bottom of the river that have been washed very smooth by the water, and there is no moss on them, which is too clean.

Tian Yuxue's complexion is still not good, but she has calmed down a lot.

But it's more like he's gotten used to some kind of pain, a little numb.

Xue Yu took Cen Shu's palm, intending to write on it, and asked him if the things in the sea water he said earlier were these pink fish.

But before the fingertips could draw a stroke, Cen Shu had already retracted his hand.

Xue Yu persevered in hooking again, but this man stood up and went out!

Xue Yu:? ? ?

The boat was so small that there was no room for two people to stand on the bow. Yan Fangyu was driven into the cabin inexplicably, and she was still shaking her fan in wonder when she sat down.

This has nothing to do with the secret of Endless Sea, Yan Fangyu asked directly: "What? Did you quarrel?"

Xue Yu was innocent and wronged, he really didn't know what happened to Cen Shu, he finally woke up and remembered that he was still angry with Cen Shu last night, so he bared his teeth fiercely and said to Yan Fangyu: "No Shit!"

Seeing Xue Yu's unhappiness, Yan Fangyu became more and more elated, he smiled openly and said, "You shouldn't be arguing, you respect the teacher, do you understand?"

Xue Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and turned his back to Yan Fangyu.

They went upstream and soon reached their destination.

The holy mountain is actually a mountain, surrounded by steps, and at the foot of the mountain there is a circle of tens of meters wide platform, behind which is a falling waterfall.

Everyone stood on the platform, and the holy mountain was surrounded by milky white water vapor, covering the hundreds of steps at the end very unclearly.

The water flows from the top of the holy mountain, and there are fine waves down the steps, just below the feet.

There is mist everywhere, like a fairyland, and it seems like Silent Hill with mist.

The boats that followed them just now all disembarked, and they gathered around Di Xin to say goodbye to him.

The disciples from the Endless Overseas Sect climbed the holy mountain, and it might be a happy thing to be accepted by the disciples of the Immortal Sect, just like the mortals in the novels about cultivating immortals.

Even though we may not see each other again in the future, everyone is more or less sad, but overall we are still happy for Di Xin.

He had already ascended the 97 for several times, and it was inevitable to ascend the holy mountain on this trip. He climbed up several hundred steps very quickly, and his figure was looming in the soft mist like a fairy's cloth.

The surrounding area is very quiet, only the "sand" sound of running water flowing through the stone steps. From time to time, small fish with pink scales follow the flowing water from the end of the stone steps, and occasionally bump into the toes of people in the water accidentally.

Everyone stood in a thin layer of water and looked up. Only Cen Shu covered the water around his group somehow, as if he didn't want to get his shoes wet.

Gradually, Di Xin's figure was completely hidden in the mist, and the people below could no longer see her.

The other endless sea monks couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Even if they couldn't see them, they stubbornly held their heads up and stared at the end of the long steps without blinking.

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Yu only heard a familiar "buzz", and the ethereal holy sound almost exploded against his scalp.

"Disciple Dixin, if you climb the thousand-level holy steps, you can enter the holy mountain—"

Tian Yuxue and Xue Yu covered their heads at the same time, with painful expressions on their faces.

This voice is clear and light and pleasant, like the sound of heaven, with a kind of compassion like a god dying, but it shakes in the ears, but there is a feeling of dizziness and vomiting.

The Endless Sea disciples next to him seemed completely unaffected, and cheered happily.

"Brother has climbed the holy mountain!"

"that is really good!"

Di Zhao's eyes were wet, but there was an undisguised smile on his face.

Yan Fangyu closed his folding fan and said with a smile, "It seems that we—"

"Om-"

This time, even Wu Wuhai's disciples were stunned for a moment, but the holy voice of Lingling sounded again.

"At the foot of the holy mountain, the sky is about to snow, and the door of the holy Qiying, when entering the endless sea—"

Di Zhao's tears were still in the corners of his eyes, but when he heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Tian Yuxue.

I saw the latter's arms sunken in the snow leopard's thick fur, and his cheeks became paler.

Xue Yu endured a headache and stopped in front of Tian Yuxue without any trace, and asked, "Linggong, what does this mean?"

Di Zhao forced a smile: "Don't worry, the holy mountain often sent down holy revelations to let me go to the other side of the sea to accept disciples. The children behind you were all recruited by me following the holy revelations."

Xue Yu didn't speak, but looked at her cautiously.

If it was a few days ago, Endless Sea said that he would accept Tian Yuxue as his apprentice, he would be very happy, but now that he has seen how evil one of these three skillful gates is, he would not dare to let Tian Yuxue stay.

"When I was at sea, I thought you were very talented, and sure enough, the holy mountain descended and said to take you in." Di Zhao smiled very kindly at Tian Yuxue, "Axue, would you like to join our Endless Sea? "

Tian Yuxue firmly shook her head holding the snow leopard.

"Why?" Di Zhao asked.

There were already countless endless sea disciples watching on the platform, and they all heard the holy revelation at this time.

It seemed that they were no longer the innocent look they had when they were cheering and jumping for joy, they came to Tianyuxue faintly in the thick white rain.

"Why don't you join our Endless Sea?"

"Why don't you want to join the Endless Sea?"

For a while, behind the thick fog, there were ghosts and shadows, all asking Tian Yuxue the same question.

Xue Yu's heart jumped to his throat, and he leaned against Tian Yuxue who was behind him.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing cry exploded above his head.

"—Don't go to the Holy Mountain!"

Everyone looked up together, only to see a black figure suddenly rolling and bumping down from the end of the steps.

Di Xin was covered in blood from being hit by the edges and corners of the steps, and the thin blood flowed down the water curtain one step ahead of him, reddening the pool.

As he fell down, he yelled in a voice that could split his throat.

"Don't go to the Holy Mountain!"

"Don't! Don't go to the holy mountain—!"

The author has something to say: The practice of spiritual monks in the endless sea can basically refer to Freud's three parts of the spirit, namely "id, ego, and superego".

The interpretation that is not entirely correct but has the same meaning is that the id is the primitive desire to eat, drink, and scatter, the ego is the personal consciousness of "I", and the superego is the ideal goal and moral principle.

Only the "self" part remains in Leopard's body.

So the endless sea is not cultivated at all, it is a great psychologist (no)