After being sacked, I became Master's White Moonlight

Like its name, Wanqing Snowfield is covered with snow all the year round.But this is Jing Yu's last journey back to Xuanxianzong.

As soon as Jing Yu entered the snowy field, the injuries on her body recurred badly.It was snowing heavily outside, so he had to find a cave first, built a fire, and prepared to get through it first.

Wrapping himself in a long robe, he quietly watched the flames rise and fall.

We are almost back to Shang Xuan Xianzong.

I want to hurry up and call Master.This time, I will never be able to escape again.

I'm so happy just thinking about it.The young man slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were easily curved.

The wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger, a gust of cold wind blew past, a young man staggered in and complained to himself: "This luck is too bad, I didn't see you at the gate of Xuanxianzong, and I met you." With such heavy snow...ah, I didn't know there were people in the cave, what a bother!"

Jing Yu looked up at him, then shrank back, leaving a warm place for this strange visitor.

"Under Ming Qingzhou, thank you, young master..." Ming Qingzhou looked at him curiously, "You are injured."

That sight was like that of an uncivilized urchin, unobstructed, which made Jing Yu feel a little uncomfortable.The boy shook his head lightly, and retracted into the robe: "It's just too much waste, thank you for your concern."

Jing Yu curled up half of her body in the shadows.His long eyelashes obscured the look on his face, making him look like some kind of delicate and fragile porcelain.

The tips of the white ears protruded from the hat, trembling slightly, with an unhealthy rosiness faintly visible.

The piercing gaze finally moved away, and Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a wave of enthusiasm on the back of his shoulders, he didn't have the heart to care about the people around him any more, and he half-cast his eyes to heal his wounds.

This injury has been with him for a long time, and it will attack whenever he encounters violent spiritual power.The source of this injury has many inexplicable ambiguous connections with Beijin Xianjun who has just become his master.When Jing Yu thought about it, she felt her ear tips getting hotter, so she could only suppress her emotions and not think about it.

The injury occurred before he arrived at the restaurant, let alone one-tenth of his cultivation base, even the magic weapon for body protection is difficult to use.Otherwise, when he was in the Dongting Building, Lu Beijin would not need to go alone to clean up those evil guests who were eyeing him.

Originally, I was looking forward to seeing the master, but it ended so hastily, and I was not reconciled at all.

Walking so fast, is that friend really important...

The sound of wind and snow and the sound of burning flames were very vague. Jing Yu thought about it, and gradually felt that piercing gaze projected back.

Jing Yu pretended not to realize it.

But Ming Qingzhou stared at him closely.Jing Yu sighed, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"It's too quiet, I'm a little scared. No, I'm afraid you're a little scared." Ming Qingzhou said without hesitation, "How about I tell you something, you don't have to talk, just listen..."

The young master, who looked like he had never traveled far, was so pitiful to be trapped in the wind and snow.

Jing Yu responded lightly.

"My name is Ming Qingzhou. I'm [-] years old. I'm from Lingle City. I was raised by some elders in my family. I didn't need to come to this ghostly place." He rubbed his red hands, his voice trembling slightly, " But then Moxiu appeared, and many people died in Lingle City,... I saw a person. The person looked like a sword, and the snow-colored clothes looked like people who were thousands of miles away."

Snow clothes, the breath is like a sword, repelling people for thousands of miles.

Isn't this his master.

Jing Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes feebly: "What... did he do?"

"He killed all the demon cultivators by himself. He is very powerful, like a god, and he is also a very good person. I... I also want to be like him. I only found out later that he is the famous master of the Xuanxian Sect. Xianjun Beijin."

Ming Qingzhou said firmly: "I heard that he hasn't accepted apprentices yet. I want to worship him as a teacher." He proudly said: "My family is very powerful in Lingle City, and he will definitely not reject me."

He babbled, even if others said that Beijin Xianjun was cruel and ruthless, and that he was the lone star of the gods, and everyone who came close to him would be unlucky, but he felt that the person who saved so many mortals must be very warm.

He was also talking about how he knelt on Siguo Cliff for a month before his family was willing to let him out, how he went through hardships step by step, and walked outside for half a year before he came to where he is today...

oh.One month, half a year.

Jing Yu didn't mean to laugh at him, but suddenly remembered that when he first met Lu Beijin, he was imprisoned in the killing array by this moon-like fairy for ten whole years.

He had just come to the world at that time and knew nothing, so he offended Xianjun Beijin when they first met.

——He proposed to worship Lu Beijin as his teacher.

In the killing array of Beijin Xianjun, there are thousands of years of chilling and blood in the cultivation world.No food when hungry, no water when thirsty, no one when lonely, no place to stay when tired.Some only have the fear of endless death.

A misty wind kisses gently on the cheek, and it can take away a person's life.

But there are thousands of murderous intentions in the killing array, and there are more than a few gusts of wind.

In fact, Jing Yu didn't like Lu Beijin at first, at first Lu Beijin was so fierce and indifferent to him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make Lu Beijin look at him more.

But Lu Beijin was the object of his love robbery.

He is the spirit of mountains and rivers, and he has never seen a sinister heart.The first time I saw Lu Beijin, I ate such a bitter fruit.I also resented, and thought aggrievedly, when he goes out, no matter what kind of fairy king or love disaster he is, he will not survive.

But after he came out of the killing formation, he no longer wanted to leave Lu Beijin so much.So he tried to stay by his side... until five years ago, he summoned up his courage again and worshiped Lu Beijin as his teacher.

Fortunately, this time he succeeded.

I still really want to see Master.

In the tens of thousands of hectares of snowfield, Jing Yu heard the wind outside weakened.

He held a snow brick, and he could no longer feel the cold in his hot palm.

The injury is getting worse.

The boy who had been silent for a long time finally got up.

His figure was staggering, as if he was about to fall in the next moment.But he finally stood up, his dark purple eyes staring at Ming Qingzhou.

Those eyes were as deep as the sky that was about to rain heavily, Ming Qingzhou was in a trance for a moment and had the illusion that he had completely seen through him.

The boy's voice was very soft, but clear enough to be heard clearly: "It's a pity that you are late, Beijin Xianjun has accepted the only apprentice in this life, and he will not accept another apprentice."

It seems a little impolite to say it like this... As soon as this idea came out, it was suppressed by Ming Qingzhou's overly angry gaze.

"What, you—"

Ming Qingzhou was struck by a thunderbolt, his ears turned red with anger, and he couldn't help scolding Jing Yu for talking nonsense.

He was extremely flustered, unwilling, and even more unbelievable—had he endured so much hardship just to let people tell him that he was already late?So he can only show anger.

But facing those deep black purple eyes, he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

Jing Yu raised his eyes slightly: "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

It's somewhat unpleasant to be advised so maliciously.

"It's time for us to go out." The boy's voice was so weak that there was only a thread left, but it was still rising slightly, as if he was trying to comfort someone.As if others could take comfort from him at any time.

The deep indifference at that moment was like the illusion of Ming Qingzhou.He was still palpitating, and when he came back to his senses, he found the young man waiting for him not far in front of him, looking at him with some worry.

"Are you okay?" Jing Yu coughed lightly, and the corners of her eyes that were not covered were flushed.

Ming Qingzhou suddenly panicked, the anger just now seemed to be making trouble for no reason in front of the young man.He coughed lightly, didn't have the face to say more, and just followed silently.

The exit has been tightly blocked by ice and snow.

But in the snow field, this bit of ice and snow is already considered the gentlest danger.

Ming Qingzhou shattered the ice and snow with one palm, and the figures of the two disappeared into the snow field.

The pure white sunlight shone down, reflecting the snow field crystal clear.

Ming Qingzhou smiled and said: "It was still dark before I came in, and it was windy and snowy. Now it's so sunny."

Sunny is sunny, but not necessarily good.

Jing Yu reminded him: "The coldest time is when the snow melts, so don't take it lightly. And the next snow will be bigger than before."

"There's still another snowfall!" Ming Qingzhou lamented.

"The next snow will come in an hour at most." Jing Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, "The first time I came here, I almost died in the snow because I was careless."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Jing Yu turned around and found that Ming Qingzhou had already stood still in the same place, and said firmly: "Thank you for your help, fellow daoist, let's go separately for the rest of the journey."

Jing Yu was puzzled: "Although there is no wind and snow now, it is safer to travel together."

Ming Qingzhou shook his head: "You have been to the snowfield before, it would be safe for me to go with you, but wouldn't it be that I have lost a lot of sincerity in apprenticeship... I, I can't be with you."

By the way, this person still wants to worship Master as his teacher.Jing Yu said softly: "I have already told you. Beijin Xianjun..."

Ming Qingzhou interrupted him loudly: "I don't understand! You know how hard it was for me to find him. If he has already accepted his apprentice, then what have I paid for!"

"Shangxuan Xianzong has no shortage of good teachers..." Jing Yu stopped talking halfway through.

If someone told him to give up Lu Beijin and choose someone else, he would not listen either.

The young man nodded slightly, his eyes shining in the sunlight: "In this case, I respect your decision. If you go all the way north, you will reach Shangxuan. I wish you...good luck."

The young man said with embarrassment on his face, "Thank you fellow Taoist. If you see me again in the snowy field, you don't have to care about me even if I am in danger. You saved my life by lighting a bonfire in the cave. In return, I will never come back." dragged down with you."

Holding on to his momentum, he bowed his hands to Jing Yu and left as if fleeing.

Jing Yu couldn't help laughing.

Jing Xing walked on the snow, and soon reached the border of the snow field.

When he looked up, he saw a cloud floating like a white line coming from the sky.

...It's a snow dragon roll.

The snow tornado, which is rare in a century, has devastating destructive power.Even before the injury occurred, Jing Yu was not sure that he would be able to get out of it completely.

Fortunately, he came out earlier and had to go back quickly, otherwise Master should be in a hurry.

Before stepping out of the snow field, he looked back in a strange way.

On the edge of the horizon, in the direction of the snow tornado, a man was covered in wounds, and rushed towards the exit stiffly and awkwardly.

Xue Tongjuan chased after him, like a bloody mouth that could swallow him up at any time.

It is Ming Qingzhou.The youth's pride was crushed in front of the unpredictable snow field, and the next thing to be swallowed up was his life.

Jing Yu was slightly taken aback.

One step forward is the hot spring of Xuanxianzong and his long-awaited master.

Back, there are cannibal snow tornadoes, unappreciative youths, and old tarsal injuries.

The strong wind howled in the sky, approaching him step by step.

He stood at the junction of choices.

Go to Xuanxianzong, Wunian Peak.

The breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle.

The corners of the snow-white clothes fluttered in front of the Great Hall of Wu Nian Peak.

Lu Beijin just came back, his eyebrows seemed to have accumulated snow for many years, and his breath was cold and sharp like a knife.

No one on Wu Nian Peak dared to touch his bad head, they all shrunk their heads and dared not speak.

Lu Beijin didn't pay attention to them either. On Wunian Peak, he only cared about one person: "Jing Yu."

No one responded.

The air seemed to freeze.

A Taoist boy lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Xianjun, Mr. Jing hasn't come back yet."

Sensing that Lu Beijin was even more unhappy, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to help Jingyu explain: "Today, the Wanqing snowfield encountered a snow tornado that is rarely seen in a hundred years. My son, he may be in trouble."

Trouble... Lu Beijin lowered his eyes lightly, and his thin lips were pursed coldly and sharply.

A bamboo leaf fell to Lu Beijin's side, and was ruthlessly crushed into powder by the sword intent.

He seemed to be muttering to himself: "The apprentice who can't even handle the snow tornado, what should I take?"

He himself had agreed to accept the apprentice, but at this moment he was suddenly a little displeased.

If he was kept in Wu Nian Peak as before, he would not have so many troubles.It's a pity that Jing Yu has already played wild outside, and it's too late to regret it now.

No one dared to answer.

Lu Beijin has long been used to the fearful attitude of others, and he never expected anyone's answer, he just said coldly: "When he comes back, let him go to the killing array and punish him for ten days. If there is another time, I would rather not have this apprentice .”

Dao Tong's voice was trembling, and he obediently agreed.When he looked up again, Lu Beijin had disappeared.

Only half of the herb slowly fell in the air.

The whole body is emerald green, exuding spiritual power, obviously the best herbal medicine.

Lu Beijin's calm voice echoed in the air: "This half of the fairy grass is useless, so burn it."