Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

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"Roar—" Ji Qianshan pushed open the door excitedly, and was attacked by a leopard as soon as he stepped into the room.The leopard's fangs and sharp claws almost scratched his face, and he dodged the attack sideways, but saw Lu Jingqiao chasing him from behind with a sword in his hand: "Stop! Stop! Put down the little uncle's things!"

Looking back, the leopard leaped nimbly over Lu Jingqiao's sword qi, as if it had something in its mouth, with its teeth sticking out.Before Ji Qianshan had time to think, he walked into the room and approached Fang Yanchu who was meditating.

Fang Yanchu sat cross-legged on a chair in the study room, with his heart turned to the sky, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes hit Ruyu's face like a small fan.Under the shadow of the black cloak, his fingers formed a strange formula.He put his middle finger and ring finger together in the palm of his hand, squeezed his thumb and ten fingers together, put his little finger on the ring finger casually, and moved his hands up and down with the rhythm of breathing.

Ji Qianshan recognized this gesture, it was Fang Yanchu's sage formula.It is said that the power is quite huge, and it can kill human flesh and bones, but in the case of only one soul, it is only equivalent to a BUFF that continues to recover blood. It is a healing posture under the guidance of the smelly lung.

The wound in his abdomen has almost healed, only the blood-stained clothes are left hanging on his body, and the blood has clotted into black clots on the broken gap.

After all, Lu Jingqiao is a monk of the Dao of Vitality, and healing is his forte. Even when he confronted the Black Panther, he did not forget to help Fang Yanchu heal his wounds.And the Black Panther seems to be extremely human. Although Lu Jingqiao was not allowed to get close to Fang Yanchu, he did not stop him from healing Fang Yanchu.

"Master..." Ji Qianshan approached Fang Yanchu slowly, leaned lightly on his side, and sighed contentedly, "I'm back..."

As he spoke, he took out Fang Yanchu's soul-casting stone, opened Fang Yanchu's fingers, and put the pure white soul-casting stone into Fang Yanchu's palm.The sage formula was deformed under the weight of the soul-casting stone, and the middle finger and ring finger that were clasped in the palm of the hand gradually loosened, revealing the soft palm.

Ji Qianshan gently put his hand on Fang Yanchu's hand, looked sideways at his empty auricle, the small mole had disappeared on his skin.The mole was transformed by Ji Qianshan's evil spirit, and it lay dormant on Fang Yanchu's earlobe, it was the connection between the two of them.Licking his teeth, he felt the nerves in the depths of the teeth ready to move, and the possessive desire from the bottom of his heart urged him to add another layer of imprint for his master.

However, he never did anything, just watched quietly.He stroked Fang Yanchu's fingers, and after a long time he sighed and said, "I have failed to catch up many times, so this time, just wait for me."

There seemed to be many indescribable emotions in the lingering rhyme of that tone, but they disappeared without a trace after listening carefully, and diffused in the quiet air of the study like green smoke.

Fang Yanchu's soul casting stone shone with a faint white light.Different from the soul-casting stone of Xiaosheng's soul, Fang Yanchu's soul got in by himself, and when Fang Yanchu's soul judged that the surroundings were safe, it would naturally come out and return to the body.Until then just wait, be patient.

Ji Qianshan has a lot of patience, and his master is always in front of him, never making him wait too long.

"It's always been me chasing you with great effort." Ji Qianshan smiled, gathered up his clothes and leaned against Fang Yanchu, closed his eyes, and said with a smile, "It's great, this time I return to Lingyun Palace, you still want me to go back to the Lingyun Palace." exist."

Under the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, everything Ji Qianshan said will end in this small study.His head rested lightly on Fang Yanchu's shoulder, his eyes narrowed as if he had finally returned to his hometown after a long journey, and he babbled about what he had seen and heard along the way, intermittently.

He didn't need to talk about it, after Fang Yanchu's soul returned to his place, he would naturally collect all the information in it, and then he would know everything that Ji Qianshan had experienced.But Ji Qianshan insisted on saying it, as if only what he said was experienced.

"Your inner demon seems to have taken away Mr. Longyou's mundane wooden pen." Zhiqing followed a small squirrel and walked in. As soon as the squirrel came in, it fell on the beam on the window familiarly. On the bed, two red claws alternately grasped the beam.

Even the wood in Fang Yanchu's room has a special source, this sea-yellow beam is much better than Huang Yinger's random wood in her own home.After landing on the beam, Huang Yinger rubbed her beak freely on the beam, fluttered her wings and calmed down.

"I see." Ji Qianshan was too lazy to be rational, and even less lazy to be rational because of his inner demons, he responded with half-closed eyes, and said in his heart: "Huang Yinger knows that you should be quiet in Master's room, Why is this monk so blind?"

There is another one who is as blank as Zhiqing, and that is a small and fragile black cat.No one cared about it during the avalanche, but fortunately he turned evil spirit into a demon, at least he got a little bit of Fang Yanchu's saintly spirit, and managed to pull himself out from under the snowdrift.Looking around the vast expanse of snow, Ji Qianshan and Zhi had left early in the morning. It must be said that it was a little desperate at that time, and Ji Qianshan brought him here just to kill the cat.

Fortunately, Huang Yinger's voice was loud enough, and the little black cat followed Huang Yinger's voice to find Ji Qianshan.But it didn't dare to just go up to look for Ji Qianshan, what if Ji Qianshan reacted and threw himself back?

It followed Huang Yinger's voice all the way to the end of the snowfield, watching Huang Yinger turn into a big bird.It is also cheap, and when it sees a bird, it can't stop its appetite, and it quietly jumped on Huang Yinger.

"Ugh—" the little black cat fell out of Huang Yinger's feathers, and the bitter water in his stomach was about to be vomited away, "Ugh—I'm a little...a little, vomit—airsick..."

"Mom!" Huang Ying'er tried to keep quiet but couldn't resist a living creature suddenly falling out of her body, and this living creature was her natural enemy. She relied on her cultivation if she didn't run for her life immediately, "This is what?!"

It wasn't until this time that Ji Qianshan realized that there was something else he had brought out from Lingyun Palace, so he quickly stood up, walked to the little black cat and squatted down, gently picked up the little black cat by the neck and threw it out.After closing the door, he clapped his hands and let out a sigh of relief: "One second later, he will vomit here."

Zhiqing sat down opposite Fang Yanchu, and took out a cage made of confinement talismans from Qiankun in his sleeve.The metal light on the cage has gradually faded, and part of it still reveals a little yellow talisman paper. Zhao Wanwan's soul is curled up in the cage, her upper body is a bit fragile without two forearms, and the wound that is difficult to heal is ticking. Pale green blood flowed down the ground.

"It's time for you to unlock the soul refining technique for her." Ji Qianshan pointed at the door, signaling Zhiqing to leave quickly, wishing that he would be as far away from Lingyun Palace as possible.

"Oh——" Zhiqing put the cage on the table, stood up slowly, straightened his clothes, stood in front of the window and teased the oriole with his fingers, tempting the oriole and said, "Master Huang Yinger, do you want to improve your skills for a hundred years?" ?"

"Hehe." Couldn't help but let out a sneer, Ji Qianshan folded his arms and watched from the sidelines, "Master Zhiqing is really a noble person who forgets things too much, don't you remember that this benefactor of Huang Yinger has already received your favor? It’s not easy to become refined.”

Only then did Zhiqing look at the oriole carefully. She was really ordinary, except for the extra bright coat color because of her cultivation, she was no different from the thousands of orioles in the world.Only a pinch of white feathers on top of her head made her look extra agile.He seemed to remember the one-time relationship with this oriole, but it was too long, and he was a little uncertain: "Are you that little bird by the Kunlun River?"

"Yes yes yes!" Huang Ying'er kept nodding her head in response, but she couldn't speak in the state of Huang Que, so she could only let Zhiqing know through sound transmission, "You enlightened me! I have always been very Thank you!"

Zhiqing's answer was a rare touch of his nose, Huang Yinger's eyes were too hot, which made him feel a rare sense of guilt.Because Zhiqing remembered her not because he remembered what he enlightened. For a while, he was keen on enlightening all kinds of creatures. He had tried to enlighten things like stubborn stones and plants.

The reason why he remembered Huang Yinger was that he was traveling with a fairy from Penglai in Kunlun at that time, and the yellow bird happened to land on the shoulder of the fairy.

The beauty and spirit bird should be a beauty in the world, it is a pity not to be in the picture.

After Zhiqing finished the painting, he gave the painting to the female fairy, and on the other hand, gave it to the oriole.

Holding the Buddha beads in his hands, he secretly said a Buddha's name: "It's just doing it at random, don't worry about it as a benefactor."

Ji Qianshan watched the two of them back and forth, although he didn't know what news Huang Yinger sent to Zhiqing, but with Huang Yinger's usual behavior, he knew what Huang Yinger said with his hair.

If there is anyone in this world who can understand Huang Yinger's feelings for Zhiqing, then Ji Qianshan must be one of them.It is not complete to say that it is love, but it is not just a fledgling plot.Creatures before they become spirits only act on instinct, and their minds are chaotic, neither remembering the past nor seeing the future, just like walking in a foggy day, with fog in front, back, left, and right.

He was the only one who broke through the mist and guided himself out of the mist.Looking at the only ray of light in your own world, how can you be willing not to love him?How can you be willing to give him up to others?

But he is much luckier than Huang Yinger, because Fang Yanchu is not Zhiqing, he will not reject himself thousands of miles away, but will slow down and stretch out his hand, so that his warmth is within reach.

Ji Qianshan glanced back at Fang Yanchu, and secretly made up his mind: he will definitely catch up with you, even if it is a thousand or ten thousand times.