Chapter 87: Master Jealous of Disciple (4)

Rong Jue entered the demon world in his last life and confronted the cultivation world.
He turned from a monk to a monk and knew too much about the weak points of the monk.
The practitioners are attracted to the aura like the body and run in Dantian, the aura is too important for them.
The spirituality of the practitioner must be pure and undisturbed, slightly affected by the magical energy, and the pain is extremely weak, and the other is to go into the magical cultivation to be as destructive as possible. No matter how serious, it is to take the dog directly.
But now, Shi Qing, who had lost his vitality, was invaded by him.
His magical energy will always be hidden there, just like this aura that was cleared at the same time in his dantian. As long as Rong Jue thinks and moves his mind a little, his magical energy will invade Shiqing's veins. Bring severe pain to the other side.
In other words, it is whether the life of Shi Qing can be kept completely between the thoughts of Rong Jue.
Mozun could have turned his face directly and reported his original grudges, or he could directly ask Shi Qing why he had destroyed his spiritual roots without losing a lot of spiritual power to protect his life.
But now, holding his body weak, nestling in his arms and sending out gasping reverence, Rong Jue has only one idea.
Holding this high up, holding a gentleman's face, but pressing the hypocrite to the hypocrite on him, let him also feel what a mermaid meat is like.
Rong Jue strode into the house.
No matter in this life, or in his last life, he has an obsolete residence from the future.
Upon entering the door, there was a scent of Fengmu in the room.
He frowned, but didn't show anything, but moved towards the couch with a clear purpose.
A cloud bed was laid on Shiqing's couch.
The cloud bed is similar to Fengmuxiang, and it is also an expensive luxury. As the name implies, people lying on it are as comfortable as lying on a cloud.
However, most of the practitioners don't care about their quality of life. Most of the cloud beds are sold to some second-generation practitioners who cannot practice.
Rong Jue is not surprised why Shi Qing used the cloud bed. He was originally spoiled by his predecessor, or he would not be so unscrupulous insulting his disciples.
"Well……"
The man in his arms had already felt a blurry look, and his forehead was oozing fine sweat, and even breathing was weak.
Mozun put the other party on the cloud bed easily, and was about to release his hand, but the painful man who closed his eyes suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
The slender white fingers were so strong that they turned pale, but they were weak enough that Rong Jue could easily lay them with a wave.
The prey fell into the net, and there was no need for the demon to hide it. His original handsome face was slightly raised, and his eyes were dark.
Rong Jue lowered his body and faced Shi Qing face to face. It was a dangerous distance.
From this perspective, he can clearly see the slightly frowning eyebrows and the red lips pursed with pain.
It is indeed a beauty.
Mozun thought, and stretched out his hand, just like Qing Qing did last night, and gently turned Shangzun's scattered hair away.
He opened his mouth, not worried in his voice, but full of pride: "Master?"
Rong Jue didn't worry that Shi Qing could find his fault.
I found out how.
Now Shi Qing's life is in his hands, and here is full of prohibitions. No matter what he does to Shi Qing here, no one can find it.
Apparently, the deeply troubled Shangzun could not find his fault, and Shi Qing, who was breathing hard due to pain, did not even open his eyes.
Shangzun's weakness gasped, and he could be called a greenhouse flower from an early age. He couldn't bear the pain, and his voice was trembling:
"You don't have to ... go to the west."
The west side?
Rong Jue looked back at the place where Shi Qing said. Now his magic is training at a very fast speed. Looking at it at a glance, he can clearly see that there is a prohibition on it. It seems that the ordinary wall is actually hanging Full of all kinds of treasures.
The grin at the corner of his mouth gradually cooled down, looking back indifferently and mockingly at the thin white hand that clutched his sleeve tightly.
It is worthy of Shi Qingzun.
Even at this time, he is dedicated to protecting his babies.
In the eyes of this good teacher, he is probably the kind of rebellious man who can steal treasures.
That being the case, it is right for him, a rebel, to do too much.
Mozun's pity, which had risen because of Shiqing's beautiful face, soon disappeared. He lost his patience and dropped his hand directly on the upper belt.
The belt made of cloud satin slipped smoothly with his movements, and the large, thin blue shirt soon slid to the sides without restraint.
The beauty is Ufa, the blue shirt is gone.
Soon, Shi Qing had only the jacket.
The demon looked at the scene in front of him, leaned down with a smile, his eyes were dark and darker than the water in the upper magic pond of the demon world.
His voice was slightly hoarse, and the end of his voice rose up cheerfully: "Master, are you hot? Your disciples will help you undress."
Shangzun was still unaware because he was trying to resist the pain, and groaned softly.
When Rong Juequan was acquiescent, he reached out his hand with a cheerful mood of tearing gifts and landed on the other's jacket.
Shangzun's chest fluctuated with the owner's hasty breathing, which also caused a bit of confusion for Mozun's action.
Rong Jue could have been straightforward, but he was not.
He enjoyed the feeling of being slowly uncovered, especially the body under him was not aware of the danger, was moving hard, calling his name with a vibrato, even as if there was a crying voice.
"Rong Jue ..."
Mozun took his hand that grabbed his cuff, and clenched his slender wrist that seemed to break with a slight movement.
He clenched maliciously, watching the Master's inability to twist and struggle with pain.
"Master, my disciples are here."
"You, don't you want to go to the west ..."
The man on the couch repeated it with difficulty.
Rong Jue's eyes were even more ridiculous, he no longer procrastinated, his hands fell on the opponent's collar, and further upwards, that beautiful and slender neck.
The owner of the neck still said weakly:
"Then ... I put a prohibition on it. You are now and now ruined. If you hit the prohibition, I'm afraid it will kill you."
Mozun's hand paused.
He looked complexly into his eyes and closed his eyes, Bai Shengsheng's face was full of sweat and pain.
The pain made him lose his former superiority, and he seemed to be mortal and weak.
He pressed his other hand to his heart, a drop of crystalline tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes, and fell weakly on the cloud bed. His beautiful slender white neck folded in pain, like a white swan stepping on a trap.
As if to faint.
No one knows better than Rong Jue how much magic gas invades the heart.
He was a monk-to-magic, and even though he was half-futile at that time, the spiritual power in his body still exists.
To transfer to the magic repair, it is equivalent to scraping a little bit into him with a knife, forcing away the remaining aura, and then entering the body from the magic.
When I got to my heart, I felt like I was throwing the whole heart into a pan and frying it repeatedly.
It took a full month for Rongjue to turn to magic repair.
It hurt for a month.
During the month, he suffered from syncope a few times and woke up in pain. He couldn't hear the ears and couldn't open his mouth. He didn't have the strength to even try to hang himself.
At that time he swears in his heart that he wants to live, he must live.
Live the moment you can get revenge.
He must let Shi Qing taste this bitterness, and he can only relieve his hatred by dumping him eight pieces!
But now, Shi Qing has tasted this bitterness.
It was in such pain that he was avoided from danger.
Rong Jue looked at the man trapped in the cloud bed with a hazy expression.
In the end, the hand that fell on the collar was retracted.
When he thought, the magical spirit that had been carefully scrutinized by Qingxin was immediately quietly dormant, and hid quietly, as if nothing had happened.
As the magic gas no longer moved, Shi Qingyu's white face calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye. He gasped slightly, his chest was still undulating, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed.
After the pain, he fell asleep.
Yu Rongjue sat on the bedside and looked at Shi Qing with uncertain eyes.
Nothing more.
Mozun grinned, and his slender big hand landed on Shangzun's slightly flushed cheek, and gently touched the tenderness.
Anyway, I ’m here again. Many of the sufferings of my last life can be avoided. He might as well stay in Chiyunzong.
The realm of his last life was beyond the reach of the Chiyun Sovereign. Now he has a reputation for being a waste person, and it is easy to cover up and repair.
Stay here so that he can see what medicine is sold in this good master gourd.
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Shi Qing sleeps very well.
Except that when I woke up, my body was sweaty and a little bit uncomfortable, other places were refreshing.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed something was wrong in the room.
It seemed to be cleaner, everything was set up, and there seemed to be the smell of roast chicken floating in the wind.
The scent of roast chicken came over, and the saliva was secreted in the mouth when it was attracted.
He has already passed the trough period, of course, he does n’t need to eat, but he does n’t have to eat, it does n’t mean he is n’t mean.
Being a monk is not bad, but it ’s a bit grieving not to eat.
Rong Jue is absolutely clear now, when Shi Qing wakes up, he hasn't moved yet, apparently he intends to continue pretending to be abusive.
Shi Qing simply said, "Who is outside?"
He was still wearing the blood-stained clothing, and the big disciple, who was still pale, walked in quickly, admiringly:
"Master, disciple."
The senior sitting on the cloud bed frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"
Rong Jue: "Did you forget it? Before, you seemed to have angina, and the disciples sent you to the house."
He said that he was ashamed on his handsome face, as if ashamed of himself, and bowed his head: "The disciple is now a wasteful man. He has no strength even to go down the mountain, and cannot help the master. He can only stay here. Now. "
Shi Qing: [Sample, it looks quite like it. 】
He moved, just when he wanted to get up, Rong Jue strode forward, naturally supported him to stand up, and asked with concern:
"How does Master feel now? The disciples also realized that Master's body seemed to be very weak, and you kept covering your heart. Is this a symptom of aura?"
"nothing."
As supremely as Rongjue expected, Shangzun swore his sleeves and pushed him away, without mentioning the topic of great spiritual loss, and regained his indifferent look.
"It's just some old illness, let's do it."
After that, he glanced at Rong Jue again: "I'll pass someone up and send you down the mountain."
Rong Jue didn't object, and responded nicely: "Yes, the disciples respect their lives."
He could clearly feel that Shi Qing's attitude towards him seemed to be a little more modest.
Is it because he has become a waste man, or is it because of his completely "unchanged" admiration?
The senior in a blue shirt didn't notice that his hair was a little messy now, and then holding that cold face, it seemed to make some people laugh.
Shi Qing: "What smell?"
Rong Jue whispered: "The disciples are now mortal, and they can no longer break the valley. Only then are they hungry, so they catch a pheasant and roast it."
As he said, he smiled. Little Sun said generally: "I have roasted it when I was young, but I didn't expect that it is too big now and it is not unfamiliar. The taste is very good. Would you like to eat it? . "
After finishing speaking, Rong Jue didn't wait for Qing to reply, turned around and went outside, and when he turned back, he took a golden dripping oil wrapped in leaves in his hands, and was roasting chicken with a strong fragrance.
He smiled and handed the roasted chicken to Shi Qing's eyes: "Master, try your disciples' skills."
Shi Qing looked at the roast chicken in front of him and said, "Eat Me, Come Me", he hesitated and moved his fingers.
It is a pity that he is now a person who can plow the valley.
Shang Zun, who did not eat the fireworks on the earth, turned his face coldly and did not look: "This is everything, what is it to taste?"
Xiao Tairong Rongjue's face was immediately lost, and her head dropped a little uncomfortably, her tone dropped by eighty percent.
"Yes, the disciples became mortals themselves, and they almost forgot that the monks do not eat mortal things."
He raised his face, tried to squeeze out a bitter smile, and handed the roast chicken to himself; "Please Master Mo and his disciples."
Rong Jue said in this way that he had a cold face, and slightly moved the upper eyelids that could not be avoided.
Although there is still no expression on the face, Rong Jue can clearly perceive that the superior in front of him seems a little helpless.
Don't know what to do to accidentally poke the injury of his disciple?
He lowered his eyes, covering the bottom of his thoughts, still making a pitiful appearance and trying to squeeze out a smile: "Master, that disciple will go out first."
As soon as I turned around, I heard a light voice coming from behind: "Wait."
He stood still, the darker the black in his eyes, turned obediently: "Master?"
Without eating the fireworks on the earth, the indifferent Shangzun stretched out his hand at him without expression.
"Here."
Rong Jue's face immediately showed a big smile, very surprised, and took the roast chicken in his hand to the Master.
Shang Zun looked at the golden-colored, savory roasted chicken in front of him, and frowned slightly, looking rather disgusted.
"How about bamboo chopsticks?"
Rong Jue answered quickly: "Without bamboo chopsticks, Master, just tear it down and eat it. This roast chicken is very clean."
Shang Zun's eyebrows became more and more severe.
As if to say: it's too indecent to eat.
The disciple who had always been attentive asked immediately: "Is the master disgusted with oil?"
"A disciple is waiting for you."
He said, before waiting for Qing to answer, he reached out his hand, tore off a piece of meat, and handed it to the top rosy lips.
She smiled in sunshine, with no haze in her eyes: "Master, don't worry, the disciples just passed."
Shi Qing frowned, opened her mouth slightly, and ate the meat tentatively.
Just after eating that piece of meat, the intimate disciple passed it too close.
Shang Zun frowned at him, and after contacting his disciple's smile, looked down helplessly, forcing himself to continue eating.
Rong Jue got an inch and continued to feed each other.
On the face of him, Shi Qing respected and admired, in fact, he was trying to test the Master's bottom line a little bit.
It made him wonder, but at the same time took it for granted.
This master, who still has a cold face in front of him even now, can almost be said to have no bottom line for his apprentice, who should have been averse to rejection.
During the action, maybe too careful, Rong Jue, who was feeding him, suddenly felt that his fingers were slipping wet.
Shi Qing should be unaware, still biting a piece of meat with white teeth while twisting her eyebrows.
The lips that had been flushed became more shiny because of eating meat.
It seems that this look, which always used to be light and indifferent, is a little more colorful.
Mozun's heavy eyes stared at Shangzun.
Why didn't you find it before?
His master, his appearance is a rare beauty of the Three Realms.
This roast chicken was divided equally by Shi Qing and Rong Jue.
After eating, Rong Jue was sent down by the person called by Shi Qing, and Shi Qing went to the couch comfortably.
[Shutan! 】
He flaunted to the system: [You saw it just now, Rong Jue and I are simply the father and the son of filial piety. He alone fed me half a chicken. 】
System: [... but host you and Rong Jue had roasted toads together ...]
Shi Qing: [Wait. 】
system:【? 】
Shi Qing: [Say the chicken, don't say it. Civilizing you, me, and him is really a pretty little girl. 】
system:【……】
System: [Ooooooooooooooo host, don't make me happy this time, you were very harmonious just now, but Rongjue ’s rejection is still 500, and it has n’t dropped at all! !! 】
Shi Qing lay on the couch, staring at the tassel above, and closed her eyes comfortably: [Don't worry, the world is still quite stable, well, sleep. 】
system:【……】
stable?
Where is it!
In terms of Rong Jue's rejection, he did not come to kill the teacher directly, it was already very polite.
And the most important thing is that the host only has one month!
It's been two days now!
Two days!
The system is careful: [host, should we discuss it ...]
Shi Qing; [Zzzzzzz ...]
System: 咦 咦 呜 呜 呜 呜.
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Time passed a little in the anxiety of the system.
Shi Qing fell asleep again.
In other words, one day has passed since the deadline of one month.
He was still not in a hurry, or he should meditate and meditate, and he should touch the fish.
The system has given up on struggling.
Rong Jue at the foot of the mountain, while practicing magic, is thinking about how to get closer to Shi Qing's body.
Now born again, Rong Jue, who has been in the ranks of the devil in his last life, has little interest in sitting in this position again.
He just wanted to figure out what was going on with his good master.
The last step in my life, which caused death, turned out to be another hidden emotion in this life.
Even if he still hated Shi Qing, he wanted to kill the other party immediately to vent his anger, and it was not easy for Rong Jue to understand why Shi Qing was so capricious.
He regained the memories of this period of his last life.
It was a little vague, but he still remembered that in the last life, he was not driven out of Chiyunzong at the beginning, but still lived at the foot of the mountain. At the beginning, although there was pain in his body, it turned into a mortal person with some maladjustments. However, it is okay because there are teachers and sisters taking care of them.
But soon, the students, brothers and sisters started to retreat at the bottleneck period. It was common for practitioners to retreat for ten days and a half months, but for Rong Jue, who was already a mortal at that time, it was the two who would protect him. backing.
Before he was known as the genius of Chi Yunzong, naturally, many people did not like him.
These discomforts were nothing when his own strength was online and he was a great disciple of Qing Jianfeng.
But after he became obsolete and was obviously disgusted by Master, those who once hated Rong Jue but could not do anything about him eagerly tried it.
A grandson of the top respected the first to come out and lay down the stone, and want a proud Rong Ju to kneel on the ground to learn how to climb a dog, and to drill under his crotch.
At that time, Rong Jue was full of humiliation, naturally unwilling to be beaten by those people, almost lost his life, and finally passed by him one by one.
He still remembers lying on the ground, desperate and hateless for help.
These things are still vividly remembered, he still remembers the face of those people clearly, but he no longer remembers the name of the person, after all, he happened to meet the person when he first entered the magic repair, and killed him by hand.
The name of a dead person is not easy to remember.
Today, this person can be a good target.
At this time in his last life, Rong Jue had guessed that the person who destroyed his spiritual root was his most respected teacher, and naturally he would not ask for help when he was humiliated by those people.
But in this life ...
Thinking of that he didn't like it, but forcing him to frown for a word, he ate the supreme look of roast chicken.
Rong Jue had a new decision in his heart.
So, when Shi Qingzheng was washing incense, he suddenly heard a cry for help: "Master, save me!"
It was Rong Jue who shattered the master Jade, which every apprentice had, and asked him for help.
He immediately got up, put on a piece of clothing at will, and hurried to the foot of the mountain, welcoming a glory that looked very embarrassed, but in fact did not have any injuries.
Behind Rong Jue, there are a few disciples of Chiyun Sect who seem to be very arrogant and not hurt, but their hearts are almost hidden with magic.
His mortal disciple plunged into his arms, shaking him vividly.
Shi Qing had no pity.
After all, the two body types are still a little different.
A big bear pounced on a sika deer.
Sika deer will have pity on the other side.
In particular, the big bear bear was holding his forehand on his waist, his face was buried in front of him, and he thought he had no advantage over him.