After being sacked, I became Master's White Moonlight

Three days later, Jing Yu woke up from the soft mattress.

The spine was sore and limp from being burned, and it was connected to the tailbone.The boy's hair was disheveled, his forehead was still sweaty, he opened his eyes lightly, but he didn't have the strength to move his hands or feet.

Fortunately.

Before he knew it, the old injury had already played out.Otherwise, he really didn't know how to face Lu Beijin.

He smelled a good smell.

Xunxian is right.Jing Yu tilted her head and thought, Immortal Herb is indeed a good herb, and it still has a strong taste after being burned for so long.

Jing Yu felt tired when he smelled that smell, he closed his eyes lightly, quietly retracted into the quilt, and twisted himself into a tangled ball.

Logically speaking, he should have gone to Lu Beijin to plead guilty as soon as he woke up.

But he suddenly wanted to be a lazy disciple and stay in bed for a while.

Anyway, Master didn't know that he was awake.

Having said that, after less than an incense stick, Jing Yu still slid to the side of the bed, poked his head out from the quilt, groped along the side of the bed with his slender fingers, and caught a set of brand new and soft underwear.

Jing Yu put on her underwear slowly, and then called out to find time.

When I was looking for leisure, I saw the young man sitting on the edge of the bed, tilting his head slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't even notice that his hair was caught in his underwear.

He fetched a coat for Jing Yu, and said with a smile, "Do you still need to keep those clothes that Young Master has outside?"

Lu Beijin was cruel, but he didn't bother to do things like extorting money from his disciples.The cost of food and clothing on Wunian Peak is much better than that of other peaks.

So the plain clothes that Jing Yu wore came back, and in the eyes of Xun Xian, it was assumed that he had been wronged even when he was away.The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged by Jing Yu, wishing he could decorate him into a gorgeous little prince.

"Keep it, I can still wear it." Jing Yu was wearing a heavy hair crown, complaining endlessly, "I'm going to be crushed, and I won't grow taller."

Only then did Xun Xian stop with a smile, and removed the heavy jade hair crown for him.Jing Yu asked him to remove many complicated accessories from his body one after another, before he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Xunxian, I seem to be sleepwalking."

"What?" Xun Xian didn't understand what he meant.

Jing Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, I will find my own bed when I fall asleep."

Only he and Lu Beijin can break this restriction in the dormitory.Normally, without his permission, you can't even come in for leisure.

So he must be sleepwalking, otherwise why would he sleep in a corner and wake up on the bed.

It couldn't be Lu Beijin who came over and hugged him.

This possibility is too terrifying, Jing Yu couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, stood up, and turned half a circle in front of Xun Xian: "How is it?"

The coat was already light and thin, and there were many tassels.When Jing Yu moved, it was like a cloud of fluff under the sun.

Xun Xian praised sincerely: "Young master is heroic."

Jing Yu asked again: "How about asking for punishment?"

Xun Xian said: "It will definitely be amazing - what, please punish?"

Wunian Peak, Qingzhu School Field.

Lu Beijin was testing his sword.

The school field was empty, and a white figure flashed in it.When Jing Yu arrived, a gust of sword wind came straight to his neck, leaving a thin line of blood on his snow-white neck.

The blade of the sword is like frost and snow, making people tremble in their hearts.

Jing Yu's heart beat wildly, resisting the instinct to retreat, and said softly, "Master."

"What kind of punishment, please?" Lu Beijin's voice was light, unconsciously mingled with biting coldness, "Dressing up so well, I thought you were ready to start your own business."

Jing Yu ignored his sarcasm, lowered her eyes, and knelt gently on the ground.

The young man's voice became a bit steady: "The disciple is wrong. The first mistake is that you shouldn't miscalculate your own strength and rescue others blindly. The second mistake is that you shouldn't ignore the precepts and drink alcohol privately on Wunian Peak. Punishment, disciple, please go to the killing array to hone for three months, hoping for master's understanding."

Lu Beijin wiped his pale sword silently. After a long while, he said coldly: "For you now, entering the killing array for three months is just self-torture. This punishment is too heavy. It takes so much trouble, what conditions do you want to let?" I promise?"

He knows Jing Yu best, and he doesn't really mind Jing Yu's being cautious in front of him.

Jing Yu lowered her head deeply, with her hands hanging by her sides, but her shoulders were trembling uncontrollably: "No conditions, I just want to get an unimportant answer from Master. You are... why did you burn the immortal grass?" Where are you going?"

Just thinking about these three words made him feel very uncomfortable.

There was a terrible pain in the wrist.

On the place covered by the underclothes, on the young man's slender arms, there were deep scratches showing one after another.He cut through the snow-white skin again and again, bleeding to nourish the immortal grass.

He was originally a spirit of grass and trees, and his blood is most suitable for cultivating fairy grass - otherwise, why did he cultivate fairy grass in five years when others could not grow it in their entire lives?

He bled a lot, once every two hours, six times a day, a total of [-] times.

So there are so many, no wonder the wound has festered badly, no matter what method is used, it can't heal.

He smelled the smell of the burnt fairy grass again.

The smell is so familiar, every time he drops blood on the Immortal Returning Grass, he can smell this aroma.At that time, he thought the scent was hope, but now he just finds it extremely unpleasant.

Lu Beijin was silent for a moment.

That time was not long, but it was very long for Jing Yu, so long that he began to doubt himself, should he ask this question rashly.

Perhaps Master has many reasons why it is not convenient to talk to him.

In the final analysis, he is just a young disciple now.His weight in Lu Beijin's heart may not be as heavy as he hoped.

Lu Beijin's gaze finally moved away from the sword, and looked at Jing Yu in puzzlement: "I tried it, but it didn't work. I burned it if I wanted to. Are you punishing yourself for asking such an insignificant question?"

If you want to burn it, you will burn it.

Insignificant question.

No wonder he had to explain it to him, because there was no reason for this problem for Lu Beijin.

He just doesn't care.Maybe he still hates himself in his heart, and it took five years to grow only one useless celestial grass.

Jing Yu seemed to be exhausted for a moment.His hard work was trampled, and he felt that he should be angry.But he seems to have no position.

He is useless and not obedient.From Lu Beijin's point of view, he couldn't understand why Lu Beijin hadn't kicked him out of Wu Nian Peak yet.

He seemed to have been emptied of all his emotions in an instant, and even his grievances had become unreasonable.He couldn't help but look up.

Lu Beijin had habitually lowered his eyes, and wiped his sword calmly: "Is there any question?"

Jing Yu reluctantly bent the corners of her lips: "No more, this disciple will go to receive the punishment."

Receive his self-torture punishment.Lu Beijin sneered: "You don't need to go to fight with the stale air brought back from outside."

The young man nodded his head lightly, his dark purple eyes that were always bright had lost their brilliance, and he was docile and lifeless: "Then I'll go to the cold pool to clean it up, and then go to kill the battle."

Lu Beijin: "Huh?"

Jing Yu's numb thoughts slowed down for a while, and finally understood what he meant, and said in a low voice, "I won't go to fight anymore."

He said again: "One more thing..." Jing Yu hooked the corners of his lips weakly, and pressed a jade slip on the ground. He knew that the jade slip was stained with his blood and was already dirty. He took it in his hand.

"Master gave me the jade slip that recorded the method of cultivating and returning immortal grass. I read it too many times, and it was stained with blood, which couldn't be washed off...Please forgive me, Master."

Lu Beijin never remembered that cultivating fairy grass requires bloodletting.

Lu Beijin raised his head, the back of the boy leaving was reflected in his light pupils.The thin outer shirt was blown by the wind, and amidst the sound of bamboo leaves, it looked like a group of catkins blown away by the wind.

The clothes are not ugly.Especially when worn on Jing Yu's body, it is actually very handsome.Naturally, Lu Beijin wouldn't call Jing Yu to stop, and praised him for his nice clothes, but lowered his eyes calmly.

A small jade slip was placed on the ground.

When this jade slip was handed over to Jing Yu, it was as emerald green as a lake.But now under the infestation of little blood stains, it has already shown a mottled reddish brown.

Lu Beijin was obsessed with cleanliness, he frowned slightly when he saw this, picked up the jade slip from the air, probed into the jade slip with his spiritual sense, and checked what was written inside.

He really wanted to know how Jing Yu could so distort the contents of the Jade Slips, and still cultivate the Immortal Returning Grass.

The man quietly closed his eyes, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

When he opened his eyes again, a deep killing intent flashed in his eyes.The cold fingertips pinched the mottled jade slip, and used the backtracking technique to perceive what happened on the jade slip.

——The jade slip is still the one he left for Jing Yu, but the content inside has been falsified and mutilated.

Cultivating the immortal grass only according to the method on the jade slip will only make people go crazy.

Jing Yu obviously also discovered this fallacy, so he used his own blood to forcibly fill in the vacancy on the jade slip.

Eight thousand one hundred scars appeared before Lu Beijin's eyes one by one.

At the end, Lu Beijin noticed a trace of secret black energy.

In Xianjun Beijin's eyes, murderous intent gradually became stronger.

He finally sneered: "Idiot."

In order to refine a plant of herbal medicine for others, regardless of the most painful method, he was willing to almost hollow out his own heart and soul.No wonder when he came back, the furnace seal was rampant almost to the bone.

If you don't recognize the Lord again, I'm afraid you will die soon.

But that's fine...

Lu Beijin put away the jade slip, and disappeared in a flash.

Then, a figure dressed in white appeared on the edge of the cold pool.