"Are you sure?"
Jiang Yi was stunned on the spot. It was evening, and the light was not too dim yet. With just a slight glance, he could see his master's graceful and voluptuous figure.
Feng Qingruo's sleeping posture was really not good. She didn't care about her image at all. Her long legs were exposed in the air.
Especially after Feng Qingruo said that, her body moved a little, which made people's imagination run wild.
However, Jiang Yi quickly realized that his master definitely did not mean that. Or perhaps, he was simply fishing!
Once he dared to do so, he would definitely be charged with the crime of deceiving his master and ancestors the next day!
Besides, which disciple would sleep with their master? What was this?
Jiang Yi expressed that he had always respected his teacher and would never make such a mistake!
"It's better to just find a random patch of grass. Since my aptitude is not good, then I'll cultivate all night!”
Jiang Yi thought to himself that he was still very concerned about becoming stronger, especially when he could see that he was constantly improving.
However, just as he was about to leave, Feng Qingruo's voice sounded,""There are wild beasts outside at night. If you don't want to die, don't go out.”
Jiang Yi turned around and met Feng Qingruo's limpid eyes.
Then, Feng Qingruo turned over again. Soon, she heard the sound of even breathing. It seemed that she had really fallen asleep.
She didn't seem to be on guard against Jiang Yi, completely unaware of how charming she was.
However, Jiang Yi did not have any unnecessary thoughts. After eating a fasting pill to fill his stomach, he sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to cultivate the Primordial Chaos Scripture.
This time, his cultivation speed seemed to be even faster.
In the night, Jiang Yi broke through two realms in a row and opened up two spiritual seas in his dantian, reaching the fourth level of Qi Refinement.
He controlled his movements so that he wouldn't wake Feng Qingruo up.
Then, a wave of exhaustion surged over him.
Jiang Yi knew that his body had already reached its limit and was no longer suitable to continue cultivating.
Accompanying the tiredness was a heavy sleepiness.
After casually sleeping on the floor, Jiang Yi slowly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, there was a thud.
It was as if something had fallen to the ground, and then it returned to silence.
It was basically impossible for an expert of Feng Qingruo's realm to dream.
However, she had a very long dream that night.
In the dream, she returned to her youth.
A man whom she had never seen before but was extremely familiar with kept appearing in her dreams.
"Father, I don't want Senior Brother Jiang to teach me sword techniques. He's so fierce and looks cold!”
"Ruo 'er, listen to me. Your senior brother's sword heart is bright, and I'm not as good as him in terms of the sword. Countless sword cultivators in the world want to learn from your senior brother Jiang.”
"Humph! Then I don't want it either!"
……
"Senior Brother, I've been learning basic sword techniques for a month. I want to learn more powerful sword techniques!”
"The path of the sword is broad and profound. Don't aim too high. Junior Sister should first build a good foundation. From tomorrow onwards, you should swing your sword ten thousand times a day.”
" No, Senior Brother…"
When the girl thought about how she would have to swing her sword 10,000 times a day in the future, she felt terrible.
……
"Senior brother, is the wine really that good? Give me a sip."
"Junior Martial Sister is still young, so you can only take a small sip.”
"What wine is this? It's so spicy!"
"This wine is called Peach Blossom Brew.”
"No wonder Shixiong wanted to plant peach blossom trees all over the Heavenly Sword Peak.”
After that day, there was a little drunkard behind the big drunkard of the Flying Celestial Sect.
……
One day, a small battle broke out between the Flying Celestial Sect and the Demon Clan. At that time, Feng Qingruo's cultivation was still shallow and she was injured.
Senior Brother, I feel so cold."
"What about now?"
"Much better."
This was the first time Feng Qingruo felt the warmth of her senior brother's embrace.
……
Scenes flashed in Feng Qingruo's dream like memory fragments.
"Senior Brother…"
Feng Qingruo murmured in her sleep. She subconsciously burrowed into someone's arms. She felt extremely familiar and a huge sense of security enveloped her.
The next day.
Feng Qingruo felt that this was the most peaceful sleep she had had in three thousand years.
"Something's not right…"
As if she suddenly realized something, Feng Qingruo woke up from her sleep and found that she had rolled down from the bed and was now lying on Jiang Yi's arm.
What was going on?
Feng Qingruo suddenly stood up and showed a panicked expression for the first time.
Last night…she actually slept together with her disciple?
And from the looks of it, she was the one who took the initiative?
This…This is outrageous!
Feng Qingruo felt that it was ridiculous. It didn't seem like something she would do!
At this moment, she recalled the dream from last night very clearly.
Dream realms were all illusions. She had already destroyed them when she was in Celestial Being Realm.
From then on, she stopped dreaming.
If he really entered the dream realm, it would be a true reflection of the past, something that had happened in the past.
"However, why don't I remember having such a senior brother? Their relationship is…so intimate."
Although the memories of Eldest Brother in the dream were incomplete, she still realized that something was wrong with her.
Her memory…seemed to be missing a piece?
What was even more unbelievable was that the senior brother in her dream seemed to look exactly like her disciple?
"Yue Wumian!"
She felt that she should find someone to ask. The best candidate was naturally Yue Wumian, who was from the same era as her and was currently the sect master of the Flying Celestial Sect.
Feng Qingruo teleported out without making a sound.
……
Not long after Feng Qingruo left, Jiang Yi slowly woke up.
He stretched his body. His spirit, energy, and spirit had fully recovered, and he was in a good state.
"But why do I feel a little numb in my arm?”
Jiang Yi was puzzled. He sniffed again and actually smelled a fragrant smell from his body.
This made him feel even stranger.
However, Jiang Yi soon understood." I heard that even after a powerful body cultivator dies, their corpse will not rot for ten thousand years and will always emit a fragrance. Some evil path alchemists even regard it as a great medicine for the human body.”
"I cultivate the Hunyuan Scripture, so I can be considered a half-body cultivator. The fragrance my body gives off is the embodiment of my powerful body!”
Jiang Yi thought about it and felt that it was not difficult to understand, so he did not pay much attention to it.
He had a lot of things to do today.
He looked at the bed and saw that it was empty. His master must have woken up long ago.
Going to bed early and waking up early. It had to be said that his master's lifestyle was too healthy. It was completely different from the night owl immortal cultivators who stayed up all day!
Even a salted fish like him could become stronger. He was hailed as the person with the most hope of becoming an immortal. This made Jiang Yi sigh. There was indeed a difference between people.
He did not belittle himself. Instead, he became more determined.
Since his aptitude was not good, then he would use hard work to make up for it!
Jiang Yi washed himself with the Cloth-Cleansing Talismans, Filth-Cleansing Talismans, and other talismans. Then, he took a Fasting Pill and began today's cultivation.
These talismans and fasting pills were distributed by the sect after the trial.
A few talismans could easily solve the problem of personal hygiene. It was convenient and fast, saving a lot of time.
As for the Fasting Pill, it was used to fill one's stomach.
Before Foundation Establishment, cultivators were unable to rely on their own strength to fast. At this time, they needed to rely on fasting pills to complete it. Two fasting pills could supplement one day's needs.
However, the taste was a little unflattering. It tasted like chewing wax.
"When Master returns, I'll discuss with her about building a residence and kitchen.”
Jiang Yi thought to himself. Then, he circulated the Primordial Chaos Scripture and began to cultivate.
A month later, it would be the competition for the new disciples.
He felt that in a month's time, no matter what, he had to build his foundation, right?
If he lost to an outer sect disciple or a servant disciple in the competition, then he, as a personal disciple, would lose a lot of face.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yi set a short-term goal for himself.
He wanted to get first place in the competition a month later!
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