This was the innate sign of a superior physique. In his time, he had seen auspicious clouds filling the sky and lotus blossoms blooming for miles, but this child had seen thunder descending from the heavens and the Luo River gradually clearing. At that time, he carefully held the child in his arms, only to see those dark eyes see him and then cease their wailing.

Xuan Lingzi's body stiffened, but the baby kept looking at him seriously, then laughed. He used his small hands to pull his hair, his arms and legs fluttering around, but his eyes remained fixed on him, making Xuan Lingzi's heart tremble.

At that moment, Xuan Lingzi understood that this was the only disciple he would have in his life.

"My name is Wuyin, my Taoist name is Xuanlingzi. From now on, I will be your master. You caused the divine thunder to descend upon the world and the Luo River to gradually clear. Therefore, I, your master, will give you the name Luo Jianqing."

Time passed quickly. Before the child was four years old, he gave the child to Zuo Yunmo, the senior brother of Taihua Mountain at that time. Four years later, when he took the child from Zuo Yunmo's hands, the child looked at him timidly, as if he no longer recognized him.

At that moment, he suddenly felt his heart soften, and he said softly, "I am your master, Jianqing."

Jianqing's willpower was not strong when he was a child. When he was meditating, he would suddenly fall down, and he would fall on his legs many times.

Xuan Lingzi had cultivated for over three hundred years and was a rare genius, rarely seen in a millennium. However, he had never taken care of a child. Luo Jianqing lay soundly asleep on his lap, and he didn't dare to move, only looking down at the child.

Sometimes, I spend the whole day looking at it.

At night, he would fall asleep holding Jianqing in his arms.

Jianqing was so small, curled up in his arms. The warm body temperature transmitted from his arms made Xuan Lingzi soften his cold expression and hold the child tightly in his arms.

When Jianqing was ten years old, he felt that everything should change, so he built a bamboo house for Jianqing to live in. That night, Jianqing actually came secretly. While feeling disappointed with the child and angry that he did not obey his master's orders, Xuan Lingzi actually felt a little happy.

So that night, he made an exception and fell asleep with the child in his arms again.

Unfortunately, Jianqing never came again after that.

When Luo Jianqing was fourteen years old, he could build his foundation at any time, but Xuan Lingzi ordered him to fight in Wanshou Ridge for three years.

That was Luo Jianqing's first time going out for training. By the time he returned, he had already grown into a handsome, jade-clad knight in green. Xuan Lingzi had been waiting at the summit of Yuxiao Peak early that day, but upon seeing his disciple, he couldn't help but freeze in surprise.

Like a sword drawn from its sheath, its brilliance is unparalleled!

Such beautiful eyebrows, such beautiful lips, such beautiful hair, such a beautiful face, graceful and elegant, the sun and the moon cannot compete...

He saw the child come forward, bow to him, and say seriously, "Master."

At that moment, Xuan Lingzi felt his calm heart suddenly tremble. He stared at the strange yet familiar disciple in front of him in disbelief. He remembered that this child loved rolling around in his arms when he was little. He remembered that this child preferred vegetables but not meat. He remembered that this child would practice all night long after being scolded by him. He even remembered the scene seventeen years ago when he found this child by the Luo River... Everything was vivid in his mind!

But his heart was beating.

It's impossible to tell when this started. Xuan Lingzi had never been so close to anyone before. He slept with this person in his arms for six whole years. He poured all his energy into this person, teaching them with all his heart. This person had been his entire focus for seventeen years, and then he realized he was in love with her.

And this person is his apprentice.

After not receiving a response from his master for a long time, Luo Jianqing looked up at Xuan Lingzi in surprise.

The disciple's clear and pure eyes made Xuan Lingzi feel ashamed. He was simply dirty to the extreme. He actually coveted his disciple and he actually fantasized about his disciple!

From that point on, Xuan Lingzi actively distanced himself from Luo Jianqing, rarely caring about his daily life beyond necessary instruction. Except for that one time, when Luo Jianqing returned from Wanshou Ridge and was poisoned by the red copper fire ants. The poison wasn't fatal, but it recurred every seven days, causing unbearable pain as if his entire body were on fire.

The red copper fire ant is a fifth-level monster with low strength, but its fire poison is extremely difficult to deal with and there is no antidote.

Even Venerable Yuqingzi was helpless at the time, unable to do anything but suppress the poison. So Xuanlingzi retreated for days, poring over ancient books and tomes, finally finding a seemingly feasible solution. Naked, he and Luo Jianqing entered Yuehua Pond. With their palms pressed together, Xuanlingzi forced all his spiritual energy into Luo Jianqing's body, using the pool to draw out the fire poison.

Xuan Lingzi had hidden his sordid and base feelings so well over the past few years that he even thought he had forgotten them. However, the three days at Yuehua Pond left Xuan Lingzi feeling utterly ashamed: facing his disciple, who had taken off her clothes, he could no longer suppress his growing feelings.

That feeling continued to grow like a vine, entwining the rules and etiquette in his heart, tempting him and confusing him.

He even developed desire for his own apprentice!

When the last trace of the fire poison was forced out, Luo Jianqing moved and suddenly touched Xuan Lingzi's soul. Instantly, a tingling sensation spread from his soul throughout his body. Xuan Lingzi couldn't help himself and pulled his disciple into his arms, leaning over and kissing him.

At that moment, Luo Jianqing's shocked gaze suddenly awakened Xuan Lingzi from his overwhelming desire.

He immediately waved his sleeves, took away Luo Jianqing's memory, and then took his unconscious disciple out.

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