Xue Ranran squatted down sadly and picked up the pills thrown on the ground by her master. When she stood up, she pursed her lips, ready to be scolded by her master. But Su Yishui was silent for a while, and suddenly turned around and left.

Ran Ran, however, did not feel relieved at all. She had been weak since she was young and had always been a burden to her parents. Now she had finally found a way to learn a skill, but it was useless. How could she not be depressed?

Qiu Xi, who was standing by, was unaware of the little sister's sadness. He just breathed a sigh of relief for her and whispered, "It seems that Master is too lazy to talk to you anymore. Go back to your room and hide."

Xue Ranran silently put the remaining pills into the box, preparing to find an opportunity to prepare the medicine again and compare it to see where she went wrong this time.

Then she went back to her room obediently, took off her coat, got into bed and continued to sleep.

But the moonlight outside the window was so bright that she couldn't sleep. She was worried about her senior brother who was suffering from hunger and didn't know how he was doing now.

After thinking about it for a while, Ran Ran felt that when the senior brother who had eaten too much woke up in the morning, he might want to drink some light porridge to nourish his stomach.

So she got up quietly and prepared to go to the kitchen to prepare porridge.

Before I even reached the kitchen, I saw a dark figure standing in the small kitchen from a distance.

Ran Ran was startled, thinking that her senior brother had sneaked out again. When she walked over, she found that the person eating leftovers by the stove with a bowl was actually her master.

I still remember that the day before yesterday, Ranran heard Second Uncle Yutong proudly mention that the master's cultivation had reached a level beyond the world. Since three years ago, he had completely entered a period of fasting, occasionally eating the nectar of flower petals and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. He has not consumed worldly food for a long time.

But the exiled immortal in Yu Tong's mouth was now eating mouthful after mouthful, and it looked so delicious...

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you some hot food?" Xue Ranran couldn't help but ask.

It was not until she spoke that Su Yishui, who was immersed in ham fried rice, became aware of someone behind him.

He turned his head quickly and looked at the little girl behind him with some annoyance.

That Qingxin Pill is too powerful!

He just sniffed the scent and tasted it.

At first I just felt my heart pounding after it entered my mouth, but after I calmed down, I didn't feel like there was anything wrong.

But when he meditated at night, sitting on the vanilla cushion, his mind was filled with thoughts of his youth.

His former master Mu Qingge took him to stroll along the long streets of the capital. The streets were bustling with smoke and clouds, shops lined up in rows, and banners fluttered in the wind...

The hedonistic female devil knows exactly which sweet soup on the street is the best and which snacks are the most delicious.

She bought food all the way and took him to eat all the way. While watching him eat, she sneered and said, "Eat a little fatter. If you become ugly, I will let you go..."

The wanton laughter on the long street broke the silence of the lonely night, and grew like weeds in my heart as I sat cross-legged. And in my nose, I seemed to smell the fragrance that filled the street at that time.

An indescribable restlessness was growing in the silent night.

Su Yishui felt restless and wanted to take a walk in the moonlight. Unexpectedly, he came to the kitchen.

Later, he walked in and saw a bowl of cold ham fried rice on the stove, and for some reason he picked it up and ate it...

This eating was like a river bursting its banks, out of control, and ended up being caught by this sick girl.

Ranran also had good intentions. She was worried that her master's stomach would get cold after not eating soup for three years, so she wanted to heat up the rice for him.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, Su Yishui suddenly reached out and fiercely clamped her thin shoulders.

Ranran didn't have time to call out, he just felt the big hand clamping on him seemed to be about to crush his shoulder.

Just as she cried out in pain, she suddenly found that her master's face, which was approaching her, seemed to have been melted by the wax seal washed away by hot water, and his sword-like eyebrows and eyes that shone with the cold light of the night were vaguely revealed.

Ran Ran ignored the pain in her shoulder and whispered, "Master...your face..."

At this moment, Su Yishui suddenly let go, stepped back a few steps, and then said coldly: "Why are you here so late at night?"

At this time, his facial features have become very clear.

Just as Xue Ranran imagined, Su Yishui's appearance was as stunning as his posture and demeanor. Even though it was not clear enough at night, one could still see his high nose bridge and his cold, starry eyes.

It’s just… he should be in his thirties, but why does he still look like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy…

These twenty years seem to be frozen on Su Yishui's face.

Xue Ranran was too busy admiring her master's heroic appearance to ask, panting: "...Master...you scared me to death."

Su Yishui said calmly: "It was dark and I couldn't see you clearly. I thought you were a thief. Tomorrow I will ask Yu Tong to get you some ointment to avoid bruises."

Xue Ranran felt relieved to hear that her master had recognized the wrong person. At the same time, she coughed and reminded him, "Master, you are so proud..."

Su Yishui looked down at the water tank beside him in the moonlight. Under the bright moonlight, he saw the face he hadn't seen for a long time...

He was slightly stunned, then took another deep look at the little girl who was covering her neck, frowned, turned around and left with his long sleeves.

Ranran was stunned for a long time, then he soaked the rice and added soup, and then went back to his quilt to sleep.

Early the next morning, Su Yishui put on a mask made of ebony, leaving only his mouth exposed, as if he was still ashamed to see people.

He specially called Ran Ran to the teahouse and asked her if she had mentioned the incident of him revealing his appearance to her fellow brothers and sisters.

Ran Ran shook her head honestly. It happened late last night, and she didn't live in the same room with her senior sister Qiu Xi'er and the others, so she had no chance to talk.

This morning, before she had even had breakfast, she was called over again, and naturally, no message was passed on.

Su Yishui nodded and said calmly: "The first rule of the sect is that you are not allowed to mention or discuss my appearance with anyone. Just pretend that what happened last night never happened."

Xue Ranran didn't know why her master gave such instructions, but she nodded obediently. She was a disciple who could receive three taels of silver every month, and she respected her master like a master.

Since the master has spoken, just do it without asking any questions. After Su Yishui gave the order, he looked at her for a while, and seemed to be in a bad mood again. He just said coldly: "Get out."

However, Ranran's fellow disciples did not seem to have learned this first new rule.

While chatting over dinner, Qiu Xier said with some regret: "Our master has such a good temperament, but unfortunately he doesn't look good, and now he wears a dark mask... It is said that practicing Taoism can make people stay young forever. When our master improves his cultivation, will he become more attractive?"

She had heard of a miraculous doctor on the West Mountain when she was a child. Many years had passed, but her mentor turned out to be so ugly. It was obvious that his magic skills only reflected his appearance, and his reputation was undeserved.

This also made Qiu Xier, who thought she was not beautiful enough, feel that her future was hopeless. If she could not become an immortal, at least she could cultivate herself to be young and beautiful, so as not to waste the boring time standing in front of the alchemy furnace fanning the fire.

While they were talking, Xue Ranran was eating. Because of the trouble caused by Qingxin Pills yesterday, she had two meals in a row without a good meal. Today, she cooked honey ribs and delicious fish soup by herself, and she was enjoying the meal.

After hearing the envious words of her senior sister, Ran Ran said indifferently: "Appearance can't be used to make a living."

Second Senior Brother Bai Baishan, who was picking up some food nearby, joked, "Your pills can be eaten as food, Junior Sister, what flavor of pills are you going to make next time?"

After hearing this, Ran Ran's expression fell. The senior brother is still lying on the bed to rest.

Because she got into trouble, her broken alchemy furnace was taken away by Yu Tong.

According to Yutong, her master asked her to practice meditation first, and when she can concentrate and put aside all distractions, then she can start refining the elixir.

The mentor, whose youthful appearance had been restored, seemed reluctant to see people and actually went to a cave on the north side of West Mountain to seclude himself. It was said that he did not plan to come down the mountain for a month.

The master was so diligent, so how could the disciples be lazy? So, apart from eating and fetching water, they spent the rest of their time sitting cross-legged in meditation with the Yu brothers and sisters.

The beauty that Qiu Xier had always dreamed of was still nowhere to be found, but her legs seemed to be becoming bow-bound.

On this day, the children were practicing martial arts with Yuchen when suddenly several bronze bells hanging on the trees in the courtyard rang.

Yutong told them that these bronze bells were connected to the spiritual shield at the foot of the mountain, and the continuous ringing now meant that someone had entered the mountain.

It stands to reason that ordinary people cannot cross the spiritual shield and go up the mountain, but those bronze bells kept ringing and were actually shattered to the ground.

It was obvious that someone had successfully entered the mountain and had already reached the main gate.

The Yu brothers and sisters looked at each other, stood up, and were about to go down the mountain when the newcomer appeared before them.

The people coming were a few tall men and women wearing moon-white robes. They looked to be around twenty years old, but judging from the speed at which they jumped to the top of the mountain in an instant, they were definitely not ordinary people but probably cultivators of immortality.

The leader was a man with a red evil spirit-repelling charm painted between his eyebrows. He wore a feather crown and had an arrogant look on his face. He clasped his fists and said, "I am Wei Fang, the eldest disciple of the Jiuhua Sect. On the orders of our master, I invite Mr. Su to go to Jueshan to exorcise the demons."

The Jiuhua Sect was one of the three major sects that surrounded and suppressed the female devil back then, and was also one of the group of people who almost flattened the Jueshan Mountain back then.

At first, they were at a stalemate with Su Yishui, and they were unable to destroy the reincarnation tree, so they could only temporarily agree to wait for the spiritual fruit to ripen before deciding on the destination of the reincarnated female devil.

Now, seeing that the twenty years have come to an end, it is about the time for the spiritual fruits to fall, so the three major sects agreed to go to Jueshan together.

But who would have thought that Jueshan had already been occupied by the disciples of the evil Wei Yan, and it was impossible to enter the mountain. If the stalemate continued, a fierce battle would be inevitable, so Kaiyuan Zhenren of the Jiuhua School ordered people to invite Su Yishui, who could be considered as a supporting helper.

However, Yu Chen did not have a good impression of these righteous people, and just perfunctorily clasped his fists and said: "The master has been closed, and will not be able to come out for about a month. Please go back."

Before Wei Fang could say anything, his fellow apprentices behind him spoke up angrily, "He doesn't even give face to us from Jiuhua Mountain. Isn't Su Yishui too arrogant?"

Wei Fang was also very dissatisfied, and said coldly: "It was your master who tried every means to stop them, saying that he wanted to remove the face-melting curse, so the lords left the reincarnation tree. Now the evil cultivator Wei Yan has come, but your master has shrunk and has not shown his head, nor has he mentioned the removal of the curse. Does he really want to be shameless for the rest of his life and become a faceless immortal who ascends to heaven?"

This was simply insulting, and Yuchen, with his hot temper, could not tolerate this. He stretched out his hand and wanted to punch the man.

Wei Fang was the eldest disciple of Jiuhua, and his cultivation was far superior to Yu Chen, so when Yu Chen was about to attack, he turned around and made an ice technique, and threw it at Yu Chen.

The next moment, Yu Chen was frozen in ice and could not move.