Chapter 11 The Man Behind the Scenes

Hold on, hold on, Mr. Luo, you can do it, you almost caught it!

Luo Diandian was excited. Seeing the spiritual energy approaching, she looked at the little chick that looked like it was about to be caught, and inhaled it directly.

The spiritual energy was about to be caught, but it suddenly dodged Luo Diandian's attack with a strange movement.

Luo Diandian fought with it for three hundred rounds, and then it just ran away.

It felt like a little kid was teasing her, turning back and sticking out his tongue at her from time to time.

......

Depend on!

Luo Diandian, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly became like a deflated ball.

So b collapsed——

If it happens again, she won’t believe it! Luo Diandian picked up her confidence.

Lu Wuhui, who was not far away: ...

I didn't expect the dumbest one to be here.

Luo Diandian was stubborn against this spiritual energy, and she kept trying and failing.

A voice came faintly,

“Gather first, then absorb.”

Luo Diandian opened her eyes and saw that the man in the distance was not looking at her, but the cold voice echoed in her mind.

It’s a voice transmission!

She was slightly stunned, but closed her eyes again.

According to what the man said, he used magic words to slowly attract the thin spiritual energy around him.

After a while, when they finally gathered together, Luo Diandian found the right moment and sucked hard.

The spiritual energy that originally wanted to escape collided and repelled each other, and she easily caught a ball of it and took it into her body.

Wow, I finally caught it!

Luo Diandian's discouraged and decadent aura was finally dispelled.

After all, this was the first time he successfully absorbed spiritual energy.

You have to know how difficult it is for someone who originally advocates science to take this step.

Luo Diandian did not finish his training, but continued to catch chicks happily, treating it as a game.

Lu Wuhui withdrew his gaze from Luo Diandian.

Instead, he looked at Chu Yi practicing sword over there, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

There is the breath of the demon in his body, no wonder Jiemie is moving strangely.

As a sacred artifact for cultivating immortals, Jiemie is naturally extremely sensitive to the aura of demons.

He hadn't noticed it before, but he had used his spiritual energy to detect it when he was helping her practice just now.

It might be a coincidence that one person broke into the peach forest, but those two people...

The man looked puzzled.

Or perhaps, the person who was supposed to become the inner demon changed because of the intrusion of another person?

It seems like there is a big hand silently controlling everything behind the scenes.

Lu Wuhui looked at Chu Yi who was practicing sword not far away, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes which were as cold as a pond.

Let's take a look...

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at the villain who was competing with the spiritual energy over there with a righteous look.

......

never mind.

......

Wait for Luo Diandian to stand up.

The sky was covered with golden edges, as if the clouds were wearing gorgeous skirts.

The breeze gradually blows on your face, giving you a comfortable feeling.

It’s not that she didn’t want to continue practicing, but because she was so hungry that her stomach was flat.

Now Luo Diandian has not yet started fasting, so naturally she cannot bear the physical hunger.

Glancing over at the big banyan tree, the figure practicing sword had long disappeared, leaving only the man on the stone bench with his eyes closed, resting.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, and his handsome features glowed with an unreal light.

His slightly closed eyes add a touch of warmth, and his cold and aloof temperament makes him look like a god.

Luo Diandian looked away awkwardly. Why was she so good-looking?

Then she shook her head, picked up the broom, and prepared to go home to cook.

But... after thinking about it, he seemed to have made a decision and dusted off his clothes.

She deliberately walked around and said something quickly and awkwardly as she passed by the man.

"Well...thank you, Master."

When Lu Wuhui opened his eyes, he saw the little face with a blush on its cheeks and the figure passing by.

The girl's voice was as stubborn and awkward as a mosquito's.

The man's eyes flickered slightly as he watched the woman's leaving back quietly.

A faint floral scent wafts by.

He was silent, and then disappeared from the spot.

The setting sun, the light smoke and old trees, the shadows of flying geese, and the green mountains and green waters.

…

The days passed by so ordinary and plainly.

Luo Diandian has been cleaning these days, and every time she "happens" to clean near the main hall.

While the hero was tutoring the heroine, she also pricked up her ears to listen to the other person's explanation and learn secretly.

When the sour-faced ice cube saw it, he just glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Sometimes, when he was in a good mood, he would even transmit voice transmission to her to give her some guidance while she was practicing.

Luo Diandian is making a little progress every day, and she feels a little sense of accomplishment in her heart.

Although she can't be compared with the heroine, she is a contented person after all.

Those two people were quite nice to each other, and they kept silent in tacit understanding, as if they were tacitly accepting her presence.

As a result, she is becoming more and more bold, getting closer and closer to them, and is already blatantly learning from them.

In fact, Chu Yi, who was practicing sword, was also a little confused.

Didn’t the master tell her and Luo Diandian to follow him?

Why does it feel like my master only accepted me as his disciple and doesn't talk much to Luo Diandian?

But sometimes she secretly saw her master looking at the other person quietly with strange eyes, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Chu Yi even had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that his master was actually avoiding Luo Diandian.

But then she shook her head like a rattle.

How is it possible? How could such a noble person like Master hide from a little disciple?

If Luo Diandian knew that the heroine had doubts about her, she would wonder why she was not accepted as a disciple by the headmaster.

She will definitely hum, and that's because you have not experienced the "charm of language".

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When I think of what that sour-faced man said to me in the hall that day.

She thought she could get someone to do the work for her, but in the end she was the one doing the work.

Luo Diandian gnashed her teeth in hatred. He was just playing with her!

He swept the ground twice to show his anger.

"The hall hasn't been cleaned yet."

Luo Diandian, who was about to practice, was stunned when he heard a bland voice ringing in his ears.

She turned around and looked over, only to see the man standing there with a cocky look on his face, leaving only a perfect profile.

Without even looking at her, he just said this.

It made her so angry that she almost died.

Wow, can’t you just recite the Qingchen Mantra in your place?

You have to ask her to do things that require spiritual power, just because she is a menial disciple, right?

After cutting him into pieces in her heart, Luo Diandian swallowed her breath and endured it!

He took out his tools and rushed to the main hall, tinkering with it for a while and then finished.

Seeing that the man no longer gave her something to do, she finally felt relieved and was able to practice well.

After practicing for a long time, suddenly the sound of bells rang throughout the world.

If you listen carefully, it is quiet and peaceful, yet it is clearly heard by everyone and echoes in their minds.