Chapter 47047 "The Jade Snow Fairy of Shenxiang Mountain seems to be...
No matter how hard you try to face it, you have to face it.
Lu Qingqing quickly packed up, washed, changed her clothes, and flew straight to the medicine field on her sword.
The dragon scale grass that the master and disciple had planted together last time was ready for harvest. Feng Yingheng was using a pair of small silver scissors to carefully cut off the white flowers at the top.
——Although this medicinal herb is called grass, it can produce small white flowers. If these flowers are steamed and then dried in the sun, they can become precious medicinal herbs that can be used to refine various medium and high-level elixirs.
That's why Feng Yingheng had to pick the fruits himself.
Lu Qingqing started reciting the Heart Purification Mantra as soon as she received the message, and had just finished reciting it once when she landed at the edge of the field.
She tried her best to compress the embarrassing memories of last night into dust, hiding them in the vast sea of consciousness, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.
Lu Qingqing, you can do it.
She encouraged herself and then said, "I'm late, Master. I hope you'll forgive me. I will never let drunkenness get me into trouble again."
Feng Yingheng nodded and pointed to the bamboo basket and small scissors placed on the small table beside the field.
"Come pick flowers with me."
"Yes, Master."
Lu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her master didn't seem to be abnormal. He must have regarded her behavior last night as a drunken behavior and didn't bother with her or think too much about it.
But after feeling relieved, what followed was an indescribable and inexplicable feeling of sadness.
She cursed herself for being sick, put on her small bamboo basket, picked up the scissors, walked to the other end of the field and started working.
Feng Yingheng was wearing a gray uniform today, with his sleeves rolled up high. His muscular white arms were a little dazzling in the sunlight.
Lu Qingqing withdrew her gaze and began to recite the Heart Cleansing Mantra for the second time today.
Slowly, my wandering thoughts calmed down, the work in my hands became smoother, and everything returned to normal.
Today is a cloudless, clear blue sky, a rare good day.
Feng Yingheng watched his apprentice pick the flowers with undivided attention, his long black hair glistening in the sun and his cheeks slightly flushed from the sun. Somehow, his somewhat irritable mood was inexplicably soothed.
The corners of his mouth curved up unconsciously.
Everything is smooth, orderly, harmonious and peaceful.
It is normal for a master to feel love and care for his apprentice, and it is also normal for his emotions to fluctuate.
Feng Yingheng quickly found the answer to his panic last night.
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Lu Qingqing seemed to have found the answer to her recent abnormality: it must be the chain reaction caused by that strange dream.
How could the benefactor and the master be the same person?
And how could I possibly have such shameful and secret feelings for my master who was as strong as ice and snow?
Everything is an illusion.
Just give it time and everything will return to normal.
But she was wrong.
At first, he was able to maintain a calm mindset in his practice. Even when he followed Feng Yingheng to collect herbs, refine pills, and fight, he did not have any unnecessary thoughts.
The two seemed to have returned to the pattern they had when they first became apprentices: close, but also with a sense of distance.
When did things change? Lu Qingqing asked herself.
It was probably because she had finished her retreat that day but had not yet broken through the shackles of the second level of the middle Jindan stage. She was already upset, and when she went fishing with Ji Weilan, she heard the gossip about him.
"The Jade Snow Fairy of Shenxiang Mountain seems to be interested in Junior-Master and wants to become his Taoist partner."
Lu Qingqing was shocked but looked calm.
"Fairy Yuxue has sent someone to ask for marriage?"
The world of immortal cultivation was different from the human world; there weren't so many rules and restrictions. It was normal for either man or woman to initiate a marriage proposal. She had also heard of the Jade Snow Fairy. It was said that she lived up to her name, with skin as white as ice and snow, and an unparalleled beauty, making her the dream lover of many male cultivators.
If Fairy Yuxue and Feng Yingheng can succeed, they are destined to become a pair of immortal lovers in Taiji Continent.
"Not yet." Ji Weilan lowered her voice mysteriously. "In a few days, there will be a ceremony for the disciple of Sect Master Lu of Shenxiang Mountain to become his apprentice. My father and Junior Uncle will take us to watch the ceremony. Maybe Sect Master Lu will propose marriage on behalf of his fifth disciple, and we can witness the excitement with our own eyes."
Lu Qingqing's fishing rod shook suddenly, causing ripples on the lake water.
She sat upright on the stone, without moving a muscle.
Ji Weilan beside him uttered an "Ah!" and hurriedly reached out to pull Lu Qingqing's fishing rod, anxiously saying, "Qingqing, the fish has taken the bait, why didn't you react?"
He gently lifted the fishing rod, but it was empty.
"Look, if you delay even a little bit, the fish will eat the bait and run away."
Lu Qingqing didn't respond. She took the fishing rod from Ji Weilan and threw it into the water again.
Ji Weilan reminded, "Little ancestor, you haven't put out the bait yet!"
“No need to put out bait.”
"ah?"
Lu Qingqing looked at him and said, "Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who are willing take the bait will be caught. Do you understand?"
"Junior sister, have you become stupid from practicing?"
Ji Weilan pretended to touch her forehead, but Lu Qingqing smiled and slapped him away.
The deliberate coughing interrupted the laughter of two young people by the lake.
Lu Qingqing turned her head and saw two figures standing on the meadow not far away.
One black, one white, one young and handsome, the other middle-aged and elegant. Who else could it be but Feng Yingheng and Ji Haozhi?
"Dad, Junior Master." Ji Weilan quickly stood up and greeted him, changing his playful attitude to become serious.
Lu Qingqing also saluted.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she met her master's clear, gentle and smiling gaze.
My heart beat a few more beats.
"Did you catch any fish?" Feng Yingheng asked.
Lu Qingqing shook her head.
Ji Weilan also shook his head, "My luck is not very good today."
"In that case, let's stop fishing." Ji Haozhi said, "Go back and pack your luggage. We'll leave for Shenxiang Mountain tomorrow. Sect Leader Lu told us that his apprentice's apprenticeship ceremony needs to be moved forward a few days."
Ji Weilan gave Lu Qingqing a smug look: Am I well-informed?
Lu Qingqing replied with her eyes: Yes, yes, yes, senior brother has the widest network of contacts, but why didn’t you know to set off in advance?
"You two little guys are still flirting with each other in front of us. We really spoiled you." Ji Haozhi couldn't bear it anymore and coughed again.
Feng Yingheng frowned slightly, feeling that something about these words made him uncomfortable.
Lu Qingqing didn't react much, while Ji Weilan smiled innocently, "Youngsters should be allowed to have some little secrets."
"Okay, let's go." Ji Haozhi urged.
"Yes, my father!"
The Ji family father and son left first, talking and laughing.
Only Feng Yingheng and Lu Qingqing were left on the meadow.
The wind is blowing.
The endless green grass undulated in an orderly pattern, its color changing in depth and shade. The sunlight stretched the two shadows so long that from a distance, they looked like they were nestled together.
"Master, should I go back and pack my luggage too?"
Lu Qingqing broke the silence.
"It's just for one day, why pack?" Feng Yingheng crossed his arms and said calmly, "Your master is just looking for a reason to take him back to practice."
Lu Qingqing couldn't help laughing.
The haze in my heart seemed to be blown away by the smile.
It would be nice if I could stay with my master like this forever.
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Lu Dingping, the leader of Shenxiang Mountain, is a strange man.
Born into a poor hunter family, he rescued a fox with awakened spiritual powers while hunting. The two became friends, and he was led to cultivate and enter the Dao. He possessed exceptional talent and formidable aptitude, and after a series of fortuitous encounters, he joined Shenxiang Mountain, eventually inheriting his master's legacy and becoming its steward.
His cultivation level was similar to that of the Yunmiao Sect's leader. He should have been a powerful figure in seclusion, always ready to undergo the trials of the tribulation, but he made an exception and personally accepted a disciple. The reason was that this disciple was very similar to him—in terms of talent, foundation, and experience. Lu Dingping had high expectations for this person and was determined to teach him personally.
It was not until Lu Qingqing arrived at Shenxiang Mountain that she found out that Sect Master Lu’s closed disciple was a bright and generous girl, and she was none other than Cui Yanyan, the heroine of this book.
The heroine is the heroine, her every frown and smile is eye-catching. Lu Qingqing clearly saw that Bai Lin's eyes were closely following Cui Yanyan during the apprenticeship ceremony.
Cui Yanyan obviously noticed Bai Lin as well. When the two looked at each other, even Lu Qingqing saw a small spark.
The hero and heroine meet, and the world line ends.
At this time, Cui Yanyan's apprenticeship ceremony was about to begin. The younger generations of Shenxiang Mountain and other sects had already stood in the hall, but the elders and powerful people had not arrived yet.
Ji Weilan, who was standing next to Lu Qingqing, nudged her with his arm and whispered, "Junior Brother Bai looks pure and unselfish, but I didn't expect that he could also fall in love at first sight."
Lu Qingqing: "This is fate, I have no choice but to accept it."
Ji Weilan said in a subtle tone: "Maybe he will be the first person we will have a relationship with in this generation."
Lu Qingqing joked, "If you're not convinced, you can get ahead of Senior Brother Bai."
Ji Weilan looked at her deeply, smiled and said, "That's easy for you to say, but where is my future Taoist partner now?"
Lu Qingqing was just about to say that there were so many beautiful, talented female cultivators here, and if you were interested, you could go and get to know them, but she heard a commotion behind her.
Turning around, I saw that it was the senior masters who were entering through the gate one after another.
The leader was naturally the leader of Shenxiang Mountain, Lu Dingping, with his white beard and eyebrows, looking like an immortal from otherworldly realms. Following behind him were several of his direct disciples.
Behind them were the powerful people from various sects who came to watch the ceremony.
Most of the people who practiced Taoism had extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance, but Lu Qingqing could only see the figure dressed in black and with unparalleled handsomeness.
This person was walking side by side with a woman wearing a lotus root pink dress and a gauze veil.
Although Feng Yingheng's expression remained calm as usual, he answered every question from this beautiful woman in a gentle manner.
This is an almost rare scene.
Lu Qingqing suddenly smiled.
But this smile is uglier than crying.
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