Song Qinglian's tears were hazy as she watched Song Hongli pull out a white handkerchief to wipe her tears, his forehead against hers.
In the reflection of her pupils, she only saw a graceful beauty, gentle as jade.
No matter how beautiful the starlight is, it can't compare to one of your eyes.
Seeing this, Song Qinglian pouted. Then, she flipped over and hugged Song Hongli's neck, rubbing her snot and tears on Song Hongli's white clothes as if she was taking revenge.
Song Hongli didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. He only felt a wave of warmth flowing through his heart.
He actually liked it when Little Qing Lian could get close to him.
Song Hongli also hugged Song Qinglian's back and patted her gently.
"Mas…Father…Mas…Mas…"
Song Qinglian tried her best to call out to Song Hongli.
"Yes, my dear disciple, I'm here."
Song Hongli carried Little Qing Lian and laid down on the bed.
Sigh, it's not like I haven't hugged this child to sleep before. I'll stay here tonight.
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Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Xuanling Sect, Lingyun Peak.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced through the sky and shone on the foggy clouds, covering them with a layer of golden light.
Under the burning pink peach blossom tree, there was a girl in a white dress. She was tall, had a graceful figure, and had charming eyes. She was as cute as jade.
She held a long sword, and peach blossom powder flew down. Her sword aura was sharp, and her movements were agile.
It looked gentle, but every move was filled with killing intent.
However, this killing intent was concealed by the peach blossom petals that flew in the sky, allowing people to only see his beautiful sword dance posture.
After practicing a set of sword techniques, Song Qinglian wiped the sweat off her forehead. This set of sword techniques had penetrated the spiritual energy in her body.
It was still a little difficult to practice one set now.
She put away the sharp sword and casually cast a cleaning spell. The sweat and dust on her body were instantly washed away.
Song Qinglian couldn't remember how long she had been at Lingyun Peak.
Until now, she still felt like she was in a dream.
Food and clothing, cultivation, and a home. These were things that she had never dared to think about before, especially the person who loved her
Her master had always taught her to repay kindness.
She thought of her master and her heart was clear.
She knew very well who had given her everything she had now.
Back then, he was just a lowly beggar, and even his aptitude was inferior.
Later on, he only reached this stage by using the many spiritual herbs on his master's Lingyun Peak.
Song Qinglian didn't know why her master had accepted her as a disciple, and she didn't need to know.
As long as her master did not despise her, she would stay by his side and repay him.
In the past few days, Song Qinglian had been working harder and harder.
Finally, one day, she entered the foundation establishment realm and absorbed spiritual qi into her body.
She felt them flowing in her meridians, guiding them to circulate for a small cycle.
Song Qinglian slowly opened her eyes and exhaled.
As soon as she got up, she felt her body become lighter and her mind became clearer.
He walked out of the courtyard and came to the door of the courtyard at the side. With a gentle wave, the door was quietly opened.
Song Qinglian's feet were imbued with spiritual energy as she walked towards the soft couch in the courtyard.
Although it was already Si Shi, the person on the soft couch was still sleeping soundly.
Song Qinglian sat gently on the edge of the soft couch, looking at the person sleeping on the couch and couldn't help but want to laugh.
Everyone in Xuanling Sect said that her master was devoted to the path of immortality and rarely went out. He only focused on cultivating in seclusion in his cave abode.
However, few people knew that her master was actually extremely lazy. He either slept or ate all day and only cultivated occasionally.
Moreover, his master was clearly a peak ninth level Golden Core cultivator, but his vigilance was extremely low on Lingyun Peak.
She had already walked over from outside and was sitting there, but her master was still sleeping soundly.
It was simply strange.
After all, she was a cultivator who had just entered the early stage of the foundation establishment realm. As long as someone appeared nearby, she would be able to sense it.
Song Qinglian had once guessed that it was because her master had absolute trust in her that she was not on guard, but she felt that it was not the case.
This was because once one really stepped onto the path of immortality, as long as their cultivation was lower or similar to his, even if they were not on guard, they would not be able to detect it at all.
But how would she know?
The reason why Song Hongli could not sense it was because he had an undying body. He was too lazy to be wary of others. Anyway, no one in this world could threaten him.
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