Among these disciples, Chang Jingming is the simplest.
Thank you, thank you so much.
Yan Huailiu didn't need to say much, the child agreed with tears in his eyes.
"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Master. I didn't think it through. I will definitely work harder in the future."
He put away the pile of bottles and jars on the table and said, "Master, I will take these back and study them. I will try my best to make them the best. I will definitely not let you down."
"Be good." Yan Huailiu felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him: "You have done very well, take your time, there is no rush."
He said those things just to leave himself a few more ways out.
"Your junior uncle seems to be quite interested in studying these things. You can discuss them with him more often when you have free time."
Yan Huailiu tried to pull his unlucky junior brother into the conversation.
Chang Sui nodded: "I understand. I will go find Junior Uncle-Master. Junior Uncle-Master is also very good at making medicine. In the past, when my brother and I were injured..."
He suddenly paused, his eyes showing a momentary panic, and quickly changed the subject: "Master, then you continue to rest, and this disciple will go back first."
"Go." Yan Huailiu knew what he hadn't said, and patted his head distressedly: "Rest when you are tired, don't force yourself."
"I know~" Chang Sui stood there hesitating: "Master...can you let Little Lightning go back with me?"
"Hmm?" Yan Huailiu looked down at the little guy in his arms, whom he treated as a comfort doll, and said, "Ask it."
Little Lightning turned his back to Chang Sui and dug his claws directly into Yan Huailiu's clothes, silently expressing his attitude.
It refuses!
There is nothing good here except its owner!
Yan Huailiu held it in his arms again: "It may not be very willing, we must respect its decision."
Chang Sui's shoulders drooped. "Well then... I'll take my leave, disciple."
I was so happy when I came here, but I lost my friends when I left. Who wouldn’t cry?
Yan Huailiu pretended not to see his apprentice's lost figure, and only after the person walked away did he pinch Xiao Lightning's ear to remind him.
"Even if you don't go next time, at least say hello to Jingming. Don't be so rude, okay? He likes you very much."
Yan Huailiu always valued equality towards these little guys. In his eyes, Little Lightning and Baldy were also family members, and he had no right to force them to do anything...
never mind.
Yan Huailiu held back his words and let it go.
He must have that right! He must have the right to stop Tutu's discrimination!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I fed him snacks for so many years in vain.
Yan Huailiu picked up Little Lightning and gave him a big kiss: "Our baby is still the best! Come, let me play with the wool ball with you, okay?"
Little Lightning meowed, broke free and jumped down, walking towards the bed without looking back.
It wants to sleep!
Yan Huailiu felt bored and simply closed the door and lay down next to it, taking out the book he was halfway through: "It's okay to accompany you to sleep. I'll tell you a bedtime story. If you're too tired to read, you can find a way to absorb my thoughts yourself."
Little Lightning covered his ears with his paws, not wanting to listen to his nonsense.
…
For several consecutive days, the Yuxu Sect was extremely lively.
Baili Changhuan sent letters to those sects in the name of Yuxu Sect, asking them to come and pick up their people.
Coupled with the rumor that had spread almost throughout the entire cultivation world, that group of people simply didn't dare not come.
I don’t dare to come here casually.
One by one, they carefully collected a bunch of treasures from their sects and brought them over as apology, saying it was a misunderstanding and trying to make the Yuxu Sect less serious.
Baili Changhuan initially wanted to call Yan Huailiu out to deal with these troubles. After all, the one with the surname Yan was the sect leader, and his senior brother had a very sharp tongue.
But Yan Huailiu did come, and with him was his good nephew named Gu.
The two of them were as inseparable as conjoined twins. His senior brother was still wearing that gorgeous mask that made people want to roll their eyes when they saw it, hiding behind his nephew.
He glanced at the gifts piled up like a mountain on the ground and asked innocently, "Why don't you go to the meeting hall? How can we entertain guests with so much garbage here?"
The sects that came to apologize had green faces from frustration and dared not say a word. They stared at Yan Huailiu with angry eyes after being humiliated.
It’s amazing to be able to kill dozens of ferocious beasts!
It’s amazing to be the best in cultivation!
They... they couldn't win, and they were in the wrong, so never mind, they were really amazing.
Baili Changhuan was forced to take charge of the situation. If he let his senior brother say a few more words, he would have offended the entire cultivation world.
After returning to his room, Yan Huailiu realized his gaffe and regretted it immensely: "Who would put a gift in a garbage bag like that? How could there not be a misunderstanding?"
Gu Xingyun calmly replied, "Master, that's made of green sand animal hide. It will be darker in color on cloudy days."
Yan Huailiu sat there covering his eyes: "Why didn't you remind me earlier..."
"I thought Master was mocking them on purpose." Gu Xingyun slowly approached and put his hand on his shoulder: "It's okay, Junior Uncle will explain to them, Master, don't worry too much."
Yan Huailiu didn't know what was wrong with him. He suddenly reached out and hugged Gu Xingyun's waist and rubbed it. His tone was almost like a spoiled child: "They are so annoying. I don't know them. Why don't you just take them away and leave? Why do you have to see me?"
Gu Xingyun raised the corners of his lips and coaxed in a low voice: "Maybe they are afraid that Master will cause trouble for them later. After this incident, they probably won't dare to send spies here again."
"Ah..." Yan Huailiu complained in a long tone, and his face accidentally rubbed against something hard, and he woke up instantly.
She let go of Gu Xingyun as quickly as possible, sat up straight, and her face flushed.
"If you have nothing else, go back. I still have to... I still have to practice."
He made up excuses.
Gu Xingyun surprisingly didn't say much, and didn't even make any excessive comments about his behavior just now.
"Yes, Master, I will go back first."
Yan Huailiu nodded, stared at the screen not far away, and carefully studied the pattern on it. When he heard the sound of a door closing, he suddenly threw out several barriers.
He sobbed and covered his face.
"What am I doing! Am I sick that I'm hugging someone all of a sudden?"
"Even though I resisted in my heart, my body would still hug him subconsciously. It was terrifying!"
"It was hard to explain in the first place, and now it's even more of a misunderstanding! Yan Huailiu, what on earth are you thinking?"
He wanted to slap himself a few times to wake himself up. If he was scared outside, he would be scared. If he was going to die, he would be dead. But why did he suddenly hug his apprentice and rub against him?
"It must be that my mental state is too poor. No, let me find some useful cultivation method!"
Yan Huailiu stood up with a red face and searched back and forth in his bookshelf.
Outside the courtyard, Gu Xingyun slowly raised his hand, a smile growing on his face. "So that's how it's used... Master, don't blame me..."
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