Sang Yue has become more down-to-earth recently, not in terms of changes in clothing, temperament or preferences, but in that he has relived the life he lived during those years when his cultivation was low: walking slowly, making footsteps from a distance, and revealing a few wisps of breath when necessary.
He no longer appeared beside Yunnie suddenly, but allowed time for reaction.
In this way, the frequency of children being frightened quickly decreased.
But Sang Yue discovered another thing: Yun Nie lacked common sense.
It's not the immortals' extraordinary neglect, but the lack of contact they have never had.
What's more, his cave is full of formations, which are not something that ordinary people can control easily.
So Sang Yue began to teach Yun Nie how to turn on and off the lights, how to remove dust, and how to pass through the door...
And how to take a bath.
The cave leads to a magical spring in the belly of the mountain. There is a pool of water with abundant spiritual energy, clear and clean, and lush and beautiful magical flowers and herbs grow naturally around it.
What’s even better is that you can glimpse the sky by looking up.
This is where Sang Yue enjoys life. Although he has the dust removal technique, sometimes he still needs to relax in the water.
But the water was too deep and Yun Nie couldn’t swim, so he couldn’t enjoy it for the time being.
So Sang Yue gave him a bathtub that would heat up and change the water automatically.
When he pushed Yunnie into the bucket, he huddled up nervously.
The spine on the boy's back seemed to be piercing through the pale skin. He couldn't see it, but Sang Yue could see how the large scars accumulated over the years were coiled hideously on it.
The shallow scars disappeared after treatment, but the deep ones needed to be repaired slowly. Sang Yue stretched out his fingertips and touched the solidified pain.
Yun Nie trembled violently and felt itchy.
So he tightened his face, turned his head slightly, and tried to tell the other person with his eyes: Let me go.
But he didn't know that Sang Yue had decided to take good care of him and enjoyed it.
Maybe it's because I have never experienced the feeling of caring for others, or maybe it's because I have been alone for too long and finally started to feel lonely, but once the accumulated enthusiasm and care begin to be released, they can't be stopped.
This beautiful master, who is usually elegant and charming, now took off her gorgeous clothes, rolled up her sleeves, let her hair hang loosely behind her head, and her body was wet. She looked utterly unkempt, but still beautiful.
He was so kind, gentle, kind and merciful that Yun Nie couldn't even say no.
"This is a hair balm. If you use it a few times, Xiao Nie's hair will become as smooth as Master's."
"This is soap for washing your body. Rub it into bubbles and Xiao Nie will become cleaner and cleaner."
"This is a long towel for wiping the body. It can wrap Xiao Nie completely in it."
“And this!”
Sang Yue held out a small porcelain jar with orchid flowers like he was presenting a treasure: "Dangdangdang! This is a skin moisturizing and scar removing ointment. Use it a few times and Xiao Nie's scars will disappear!"
Yun Nie clenched and unclenched his fists in the water.
Finally, I couldn't help it and forced out a sentence: "I'm not a child anymore."
He very tactfully indicated that Sang Yueda didn't need to coax him like this, nor did he need to condescend to help him take a bath. He knew how to use the bathtub and could do it himself.
But Sang Yue insisted.
Sang Yue held him down, rubbing bubbles on his rough hair, and laughed: "How come you are not a child? Do you know how old you are?"
Yun Nie: "...Fifteen, sixteen? Seventeen? Eighteen? Nineteen?"
He guessed one by one, not being very good at reading people's expressions, and couldn't tell whether he was right or wrong from Sang Yue's smiling face.
When he stopped guessing, Sang Yue said, "Seventeen. Do you know how old Master is this year?"
Yun Nie hesitated and shook his head.
He had heard that those who practiced Taoism and made great achievements could remain forever young, but he couldn't guess.
Sang Yue patted his head and used a ladle to scoop water to wash his hair: “Three hundred and twenty-seven, so in the eyes of the master, there is no difference between you this tall and this tall, we are all children.”
He gestured, one was Yunnie's current height, and the other was the height of a three-year-old child.
Yun Nie: “…”
The gap of more than 300 years is indeed irrefutable.
He had no choice but to sit obediently in the tub, letting Sang Yue enjoy the pleasure of bathing his apprentice (toy) (tool).
This process is very novel to Yun Nie, and isn’t it also a novel feeling for Sang Yue?
After washing, drying and applying perfume.
Looking at Sang Yue's satisfied and glowing eyes, Yun Nie was in a trance for a moment and thought, I should listen to him from now on.
As a result, after this time, Sang Yue let him take a bath by himself.
"At the end of the day, even if they are children, we have to respect each other's feelings."
The new master was very considerate, so considerate that Yun Nie felt a little lost for some reason.
Daily teaching helps Yunnie adapt to the new life. Cultivation is taught slowly from the most basic knowledge. There is no rush to practice, but to cultivate the body first.
There is true energy in Yun Nie's body, but it is too noisy and turbid.
Sang Yue could probably guess what was going on.
Because slaves are needed to do dangerous tasks, they will be trained to improve their abilities, but we have to prevent the slaves from resisting and escaping, so we have to control them and not make them too strong.
Yun Nie had only practiced low-level and inferior martial arts. He didn't know that there were so many categories of martial arts, nor did he understand how vast this world was.
He listened, learned, and absorbed whatever Sang Yue told him.
During this process, Sang Yue was still observing.
The time spent together accounts for only a very small proportion of a monk's long life, which is not enough to see the whole person.
Even though Yunnie is a very simple person.
Sang Yue hopes to understand him better. A good master should teach students in accordance with their aptitude and understand their apprentice.
So Sang Yue observed that Yun Nie never showed it in front of him, but did things secretly.
The reason was that Yunnie always ate very quickly.
The habits he developed in his childhood made him eat quickly and hastily, and the long-term hunger made him unable to control himself and overeat. Although he did not overeat as much as the first time, this was also not good for his health.
A good master should learn to correct his apprentice's bad habits!
"But he looks so pitiful."
When he said this, Sang Yue was sitting in front of his good friend Qingfu Immortal Lord, drinking with a strange smile on his lips.
Qingfu Immortal Lord, a senior master with three good disciples, is a good role model and goal for novice masters to learn from!
"I didn't have the heart to ask him to stop, so I changed my strategy."
Qingfu Immortal: "Oh."
The voice was cold and ruthless. There was nothing he could do. Immortal Lord Yuehua kept saying that he wanted to ask him for advice on how to train a disciple, but when he opened his mouth, he was the only one talking.
When he said he had enough, he drank a glass of wine contentedly, patted his sleeves and left.
Qingfu Immortal Lord had no time to provide his experience.
But he had nothing to offer. Every disciple was different. None of his three disciples were in as extreme a situation as Yun Nie, so he didn't need to worry so much.
Annoying.
What do you say every day? Our little Nie is so sensible, so cute, so obedient, and so soft... Bah!
He speaks as if he is not someone's apprentice.
Qingfu Immortal Lord’s ears were almost callused from being worn out, but unfortunately, he couldn’t beat him.
He could only continue to be forced to listen to the things that happened between Immortal Lord Yuehua and his disciple.
Sang Yue, the Moonlight Immortal Lord, said, "It must be because my master was present. He was too nervous. After all, our little Nie is such a shy, simple, smart, and respectful child!"
Qingfu Immortal: "..."
Have you been together for half a month since Yun Nie woke up? How did you see so many things?
as well as.
Qingfu Immortal Lord asked slowly, "You mean, since he woke up, you have been watching him until he finishes his three meals a day?"
Immortal Lord Yuehua paused and said, yes.
He tried to explain: "This is normal, after all, our little Nie is such a pitiful, fragile, sensitive and easily hurt child!"
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who was as elegant and refined as the flowing wind and snow, and the smile on her lips that was kind but a little weird, and warm but a little perverted.
Qingfu Immortal Lord couldn't help himself and revealed the mask of pain.
After knowing each other for more than two hundred years, he never knew that Immortal Monarch Yuehua would end up like this.
So who exactly is this Yun Nie?
He wanted to know, so he asked.
So the Immortal Lord Yuehua took out the photo stone and immediately played a video.
In the video, a pale and skinny boy stood there expressionlessly, and Sang Yue kept on teaching him how to use Qi to turn on and off the lights.
One asked, "Have you learned it?"
One said, “Yeah.”
Then he turned off the light, clicked it on, turned it off again, and clicked it on again.
In the flickering lights, a young man with a pair of dark eyes that looked unusually large due to his thinness appeared like a ghost.
Sang Yue: "Xiao Nie is so smart!"
The applause was croaking.
The video stopped at the scene where Yun Nie was staring and motionless.
Qingfu Immortal Lord stared at these eyes for a long time.
Yue Hua Xian Jun boasted beside him: "How is it? Isn't our little Nie very smart, well-behaved and cute!"
How can this skinny, pale, ghost-like child be cute?
besides……
Qingfu Immortal Lord raised his hand in pain, pinched the root of his nose tightly and rubbed it: "He just turned on a light!"
On this day, Qingfu Immortal Lord tragically lost his best friend for twelve hours.
Naturally, there was no chance to ask what happened after my friend changed his strategy.
Never mind, he's not curious anyway.
It seems like everyone has a disciple!
Qingfu Immortal Lord turned around and called all three disciples over, and instructed them: Next time Yuehua Immortal Lord comes, rush over here and start showing how to truly respect your teacher and be quick to learn!
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