Master, your little fox is going to practice dual cultivation again (2)
The one who asked this question was the head of Xueyang Peak. The reason why he looked so old was because he did not use his cultivation to maintain his original appearance. At this moment, his deep eyes were staring at the fox in Su Zi's mind.
There was a hint of hostility in his eyes.
After all, in the eyes of those who practice Taoism, fox spirits have the same bad reputation as they do in the eyes of ordinary people in the mortal world.
Su Zijin was calm and composed, and simply said,
"He called Jiang Ye, and from now on he will be my disciple."
He did not answer the master's question why Jiang Ye was in his arms, but just said that from now on Jiang Ye was his disciple.
Judging from his tone, this matter is already a big deal.
The white-haired sect leader couldn't help but be shocked. Immortal Zihe has always been indifferent and cold, and has never accepted a disciple in thousands of years. How come he accepted a disciple after this trip and came back.
Still a little vixen.
Although he was extremely surprised, the head of the sect did not dare to ask any more questions. After all, Su Zijin's status was far higher than his.
Next, Su Zijin took Jiang Ye to the Qingxin Hall where he lived and practiced in seclusion.
There were only two of them in the hall, so Jiang Ye dared to speak.
"Master, my chest hurts so much..."
He groaned weakly, and the white fox fur on his chest had indeed been dyed a bright red, which was shocking to the eyes. It was all caused by the previous chase in the forest.
The fox spirit cultivates the ability to seduce people, and both its appearance and voice are quite charming.
Although Su Zijin had never seen Jiang Ye's human form, he knew it was true just by hearing his cry of pain.
It was clearly a simple sentence, but I don't know whether Jiang Ye meant it or not, but it turned out to be so tortuous and touching.
He lowered his eyes gently and placed the little fox in his arms on the bed.
As soon as the little fox was put on the bed, it turned into a human form in the blink of an eye.
His long hair was as black as ink and scattered casually on the pillow. The blackness of his hair made his face look like jade and snow. On his snow-white face, his narrow eyes were studded with emerald green pupils, like a beautiful gem that made people unable to take their eyes away.
The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, giving her a sense of charm and allure, which was quite alluring.
Jiang Ye's thin sakura lips were slightly open, and her breathing was disordered.
He raised his arm, and with his slender white fingers he grabbed one of Su Zijin's wide white sleeves. "Master, I said I was in pain, why didn't you react..."
Are you stunned by how good-looking I am?
Su Zijin regained his senses and realized that he had looked too long. He lowered his dark pupils and moved his gaze away from Jiang Ye's face.
When I changed my gaze, what I saw was the bright red dress on the little fox.
As red as blood, as red as a drop of cinnabar.
When she was still a little fox, she was snow-white, pure and cute. I didn't expect that after turning into a human form, she would be so bright and beautiful. The contrast is quite huge.
As if being burned, Su Zijin shifted his gaze to Jiang Ye's face again.
He looked at Jiang Ye, his face calm and he said softly, "Sit up straight and I will heal you."
Jiang Ye, who was lying on the bed, blinked when he heard this. His dark green pupils looked extremely clear and clean at first glance. "Can't I heal my wounds while lying on the bed?"
The little fox asked while shaking Su Zijin's sleeve with his hand.
He curled his lips and asked, "Can't the wound be treated with medicine? I want Master to apply medicine for me..."
Little Daisy couldn't help but say: Host, you are dreaming!
What level of cultivation did Su Zichen have? How could he use medicine to heal someone's injuries?!
Su Zi lowered her eyes. Jiang Ye was lying on the bed at the moment, stretching out her hand to tug at his sleeve. She looked seductive, with a charming look in her eyebrows and eyes.
An ordinary person would have had wild thoughts, but Su Zi was so calm and collected that he didn't have the slightest improper thought.
He stretched out his hand and made a gesture, easily pushing away Jiang Ye's fingers that had been pulling on his sleeve.
Jiang Ye snorted unhappily. This Immortal Venerable was quite hypocritical. He didn't even let him pull.
But just when he was unhappy, Su Zijin, who was standing beside the bed, suddenly had a tube of ointment in his hand.
Jiang Ye couldn't help but cast his own glance over there.
Seeing this, his expression relaxed, and he curled his lips and said coquettishly, "Master, please apply the medicine to me quickly. If it's any later, I will die from excessive blood loss..."
Su Zijin said in a deep voice, "Your cultivation is not low, losing this little blood will not cause you to lose your life."
Jiang Ye felt distressed: From what you said, it seems that I haven't shed enough blood?
"If my disciple's cultivation level is not low, how come he was chased by a few little goblins and crashed into a tree?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.
He couldn't feel that he had any cultivation at all, so how could Su Zijin say that his cultivation was not low? He wouldn't lie to comfort his disciples.
Su Zijin glanced at him calmly and said, "It's not surprising that you can't use your cultivation because your Dantian is sealed."
After saying that, Su Zijin placed the ointment next to Jiang Ye.
He stood up, turned around and prepared to leave!
"You can heal your wound yourself, you don't need the teacher to help you."
Jiang Ye almost spat out a mouthful of hot blood. Su Zijin didn't help him apply the ointment! When he took out the ointment, he thought Su Zijin would help him apply the ointment himself.
He had clearly already figured out how he was going to take advantage of the situation when Su Zijin would apply the medicine on him, and how he was going to seduce his cold master...
It was a white plan.
"Master, wait a minute..."
It was too late. Su Zijin had already turned around and walked out of the hall.
Jiang Ye got up from the bed and looked at Su Zijin's back, wanting to cry but unable to. "Master, Master, I don't want the ointment anymore. Please come back and use your cultivation to heal my wounds..."
"I'm sitting up straight. My disciple doesn't need the ointment anymore..."
It’s better for Su Zijin to heal his wounds than to apply ointment on himself!
Not only did I not make any money, I even lost money!
Su Zijin walked out of the inner hall and heard the two voices coming from Jiang Ye in the hall. His eyebrows raised slightly, but soon returned to calm, like ice and snow that had not melted for many years.
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Jiang Ye had no choice but to sit on the bed alone and apply the medicine on himself.
Fortunately, Su Zijin is not the kind of person who would just leave after being given some ointment.
At least he left a bronze mirror for Jiang Ye.
At least Jiang Ye had a mirror to look at when he was applying medicine to himself.
Looking at the extremely beautiful face in the mirror, Jiang Ye had no intention of applying the ointment. His mind was occupied by a thought -
As expected of a fox spirit, this face can surely charm everyone. If it were in the mortal world, it would definitely bring disaster to the country and the people, and could even lead to the fall of a kingdom!
Even in the world of immortal cultivation, its destructive power cannot be underestimated!
Why was Su Zijin's reaction so calm just now? I didn't realize how surprised he was.
Is Su Zijin blind?
[Don't worry, host, Su Zijin is fine. Not only is she not blind, she's not even nearsighted. It's just that... she has a pure heart and few desires. She's no longer the kind of vulgar person obsessed with appearance.]
Jiang Ye clicked his tongue twice, "No matter how pure he is, he is still a human being. Even if he is an immortal, he still has the character of a human being! He is a human being, and he is blind, so he is destined to have difficulty resisting beautiful women."
Bah, beautiful fox pass.
After Jiang Ye applied the medicine on himself, he walked out of the inner hall with extreme reluctance.
There was no sign of Su Zijin outside the palace.
It was only when he reached the door of the main hall that Jiang Ye saw Su Zijin.
It was snowing outside, and the snowflakes were flying like goose feathers. Su Zijin, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, seemed to have blended into the surrounding scenery.
Extraordinary and detached from the mundane world, not swayed by the mundane world.
And right next to Su Zijin, there was actually a tall and slender figure standing.
Jiang Ye couldn't help but take a few more glances. Although he couldn't tell who the other person was, it was obvious that anyone who could stand next to Su Zijin and chat with him for a few words must be of great importance or have ulterior motives!
He was just applying the ointment when someone came to see Su Zijin.
Could it be a love rival?
"Hey, that little beauty is your apprentice?"
Suddenly, the person standing next to Su Zijin turned around, stared at Jiang Ye, raised his lips and asked in surprise.
Only then was Jiang Ye able to see the true face of the person who came.
He is a man of good appearance, handsome and extraordinary, with an ethereal appearance that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
It's just that the visitor was obviously more humane than Su Zijin, gentle as warm jade, not as cold as snow as Su Zijin.
"What are you talking about me? Yes, I am the master's new disciple. Look at the look in your eyes. Are you jealous of me?"
Jiang Ye had already taken the initiative to walk to Su Zijin's side. Worried that the other party was approaching Su Zijin with ill intentions, he deliberately stood between the two of them.
He looked at Gu Wanzhou with a carefree and calm expression.
The narrow, deep fox eyes were slightly raised, frivolous and romantic.
Gu Wanzhou crossed his arms, looked at Jiang Ye for a while, and said with a smile, "Nonsense, I envy you, little fox?"
This man can be seen at a glance that his prototype is a little fox.
Looks like he's still a powerful character?
Sure enough, the next moment, he heard the other party say without any humility, "I am the Immortal Lord Langyue. Even though my cultivation level is far behind your master, I am still respected by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation. How could I envy a fox spirit like you who doesn't even have an immortal status?"
Jiang Ye frowned. He actually called him a vixen directly. This brother really didn't give him any face.
He said bluntly, "Since you know that your cultivation level is so far behind my master, how dare you criticize his disciples in front of my master, calling him a little beauty one moment and a vixen the next..."
"Aren't you afraid that my master will beat you up?"
After saying that, Jiang Ye grabbed Su Zijin's collar and hid behind Su Zijin.
Only a small head was exposed, with round green eyes, looking at Gu Wanzhou arrogantly.
You are so arrogant. If you have the ability, don't hide behind your master!
Su Zijin lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Ye holding her hands, her eyes darkened slightly.
He said softly, "Aye, be careful with your words and actions."
Not only did Jiang Ye not let go, he pulled it even tighter.
He raised his head from behind, looked at Su Zijin's calm face, and snorted twice in dissatisfaction, "Master, you brought me here, you must protect me..."
"If I don't hold you like this and hide behind you, what should I do if this wolf fairy bullies me?"
As he spoke, Jiang Ye glanced at Gu Wanzhou twice.
Gu Wanzhou glared in anger, he was the Immortal Lord Langyue, not the Immortal Lord Wolf or Something, and this little vixen made him sound like a wolf.
"Hey, you little fox, you really want to make enemies with me, right?"
Su Zijin glanced at Jiang Ye helplessly. He didn't expect that the little fox could be so naughty.
He said softly, "With your master here, Immortal Lord Langyue will not bully you. Come out."
After hearing Su Zijin say this, Jiang Ye slowly stood out from behind Su Zijin.
But those slender white hands kept holding Su Zijin's sleeves and did not let go.