sbdcsierra Chapter 114: One Pear Blossom and One Tung Blossom
Chapter 114: One Pear Blossom and One Tung Blossom
Master's fingers accidentally touched Qin Muyue's skin, making her feel a subtle electric current passing through her body, and she couldn't help but feel her face getting hot.
[Damn it, I’m such a grown-up and I can’t even wear a robe. I’m really worried that I’ll be laughed at.]
"Teacher remembers when you were five years old, Yue'er, you got up early to put on your clothes, but your arms and legs were not in the right position. In the end, you were tied up by your clothes and couldn't move. You had to ask teacher for help." Jun Yuzheng's face, which had been covered with ice and snow for thousands of years, gradually showed warmth as if ice and snow were melting.
[Ah, as expected, when my childhood is mentioned, my eldest brother and my master will become male mothers. ]
[In the end, you still have to attack both of them. Host, you are extremely evil.]
【What can I do about Master’s beauty】
Jun Yuzheng was originally devoted to cultivation and didn't care about appearance. Upon hearing his little disciple's thoughts, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that his appearance met her aesthetic standards. Otherwise, what would she do if the young disciple she had raised was snatched away by someone else?
Qin Muyue was held in Jun Yuzheng's arms and sat in front of the dressing table. In the silver mirror, her master stood behind her, holding up her black hair with a pair of jade-like knuckles and smooth and elegant hands.
Jun Yuzheng was still recovering from his injuries. What was originally a magical task had now become somewhat enjoyable for him to personally tie up his beloved disciple's hair.
"Yue'er's hair is full of spiritual energy, black and smooth. It seems that the mystery of Jingkong's spiritual roots has many benefits." He held a strand of black hair and let it slip from his palm.
"My disciple's Mirror Void Spiritual Root transformed into countless spatial meridians at that time, replacing the broken meridians and retaining his cultivation," Qin Muyue was a little proud, and she looked at her master with an expression that wanted to be praised. "I won't tell anyone else, only Master!"
"This matter is too shocking, don't tell anyone." Jun Yuzheng's eyes revealed a hint of seriousness.
The girl readily agreed: "I understand~! In the world of cultivating immortals, the five elements spiritual roots are inferior, and the mutant spiritual roots are superior. The Mirror Void spiritual root is an extinct spiritual root, and it doesn't even have any skills or swordsmanship. This is a disadvantage as well as an advantage. The fewer people who know about the special power of the Mirror Void spiritual root, the better."
Qin Muyue smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and tapped the silver mirror, and the mirror surface was like rippling water. "One method can break all methods. The information of the extinct spiritual root is beyond the law, and it can be invincible."
"Yes, now everyone in the world of immortal cultivation thinks that you, Yue'er, are useless. This way, you are not to be feared by the Ghost Moon Sect and the demon world, and you should be able to do things with fewer eyes in the future." Jun Yuzheng fixed her hair with a hairpin and looked at the girl's half-tied long hair, which fell to her waist. Slender and graceful, she is still young at the age of 28.
"Master, this hairpin with a dragon and phoenix playing with a pearl is so beautiful. Judging from the style, it should be a hairpin for women." Qin Muyue looked at the mirror with satisfaction and found that the exquisitely crafted hairpin was really delicate and gorgeous.
"I collected these specially for Yue'er, and now I'm using them." Jun Yuzheng's fingertips stroked the girl's hair, and a hint of fascination flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you, Master." Qin Muyue looked at herself in the mirror with a clear conscience. Now that she couldn't walk well, her loose hair gave off a soft and graceful feeling.
[This is the form I want to play the pig and eat the tiger]
[Host, the purpose of your dressing up is like an abacus]
[Eh, how do you say it?]
[Abacus beads fell on my face]
Jun Yuzheng: It’s a good thing this girl didn’t reincarnate as a boy, otherwise her future would be very messy.
Under the pear tree, the spring breeze blew gently, and the petals fell like snow, adding a bit of poetry to this quiet afternoon. Jun Yuzheng held Qin Muyue in his arms and walked out of the room lightly, coming to the courtyard full of flowers.
Qin Muyue leaned in the warm embrace of her master, feeling the faint fragrance on his body, and an inexplicable sense of security surged in her heart. Although her meridians were damaged, in the embrace of her master, it seemed that even the pain was relieved a lot.
Jun Yuzheng gently placed Qin Muyue on the cushion that had been prepared under the pear tree, and carefully adjusted her posture to ensure that she was leaning comfortably against the tree trunk.
"Yue'er, the pear blossoms here are in full bloom. How can you enjoy the pleasure of appreciating flowers if you just sit in the room?" Jun Yuzheng's voice was as warm as ice jade. He sat beside the girl and flicked his sleeves towards the table. Slight ripples spread out in the space, and he put down a set of tea sets and cakes.
Qin Muyue thought that Jun Shangshen's days were always boring. In the memory of Zhaixing Dragon Ball, apart from practicing sword, he would breathe in the pure air of the nine heavens, write a few paintings and drink tea.
I didn't expect that just a thousand years later, he would become so down-to-earth.
"Come, try the peach blossom cake made by your teacher, and this pot of Jade Moon Dew. They are both made with this year's new peach blossoms and new tea." Jun Yuzheng said, handing a piece of peach blossom cake to Qin Muyue's mouth.
"My disciple shouldn't be unable to even get the peach blossom cake." Qin Muyue had no choice but to open her mouth and take a light bite. The fragrance of peach blossom and the softness of the cake intertwined in her mouth, and she couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.
"Master's craftsmanship is getting better and better." Qin Muyue exclaimed.
Jun Yuzheng smiled slightly and poured her another cup of tea. The clear tea rippled in the cup and passed it to her. "Drink slowly. This tea is full of spiritual energy and has the effect of soothing the spirit. It is good for your recovery."
Qin Muyue sipped the tea in small sips, feeling the warmth and sweetness it brought.
She glanced at the familiar scenery. The table under the pear tree was often placed with tea cups to collect dew. It was early morning now, and a drop of dew fell into the cup, making a ding sound, which was like the sound of nature.
Jun Yuzheng would add tea to Qin Muyue's cup or hand her a piece of cake from time to time, as if he was caring for a weak, pitiful and helpless flower.
Time passed by unknowingly, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the pear tree, giving this warm scene a layer of golden glow.
Qin Muyue leaned on her master's shoulder, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat, but she had no idea how chaotic the situation was outside.
The Ghost Dragon Lord alone has restrained the Wanjian Sect and the Loose Cultivator Alliance. If I am not mistaken, the demon world will definitely take action next.
"Master, as long as you are here, I am not afraid of anything." Qin Muyue said softly, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.
Jun Yuzheng gently stroked her hair, with a trace of pain in his eyes. "Yue'er, you finally reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage, but now, due to various reasons, you have once again become a loser in the eyes of everyone. It's because Master didn't protect you well and made you suffer."
"Master, in the world of immortal cultivation, skills and secrets are life. In order to keep the characteristics of Jingkong Spiritual Root secret, this is all worth it," Qin Muyue patted Jun Yuzheng's arm, "and as long as the news spreads that you have renewed my meridians, in another three months, I will still be a cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage respected by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation. In this way, those who want to take advantage of others will not dare to go too far."
"Yue'er is right. A Divine Transformation cultivator who has hope of recovering his meridians is ultimately feared." Jun Yuzheng's fingertips slid across the girl's jade-thin skin on the back of her hand, feeling the messy meridians underneath.
"Yue'er, does the wound still hurt?" Jun Yuzheng's voice was filled with suppressed emotions, but sadness still trickled out from his brows and the corners of his tightly pursed lips.
Qin Muyue originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but every time she moved her fingers or exerted force on her limbs, the pain like pulling tendons and bones was always with her.
Seeing the reproachful look in her master's eyes, the girl swallowed the two words obediently and said honestly, "It hurts a little, but as long as the master is by my side, it won't hurt."
Jun Yuzheng's ears turned red, and then a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. He gently pinched Qin Muyue's cheek, and said with a hint of teasing: "Girl, when did you learn to be so smooth-talking?"
Qin Muyue stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Isn't this just me being honest?"
A faint smile appeared on the master's face. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Qin Muyue and himself. The fragrance of the tea, accompanied by the fragrance of pear blossoms, made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Yue'er, in front of others, you are still a cultivator with damaged meridians. If you have any grievances, just tell your master and I will stand up for you." Jun Yuzheng's voice revealed determination.
"Disciple obeys your command." Qin Muyue nodded.
The sun gradually sank, and the sunset glow in the sky reflected on the two people, stretching their shadows very long. Under the pear tree, the figures of the master and the apprentice looked particularly harmonious among the falling flowers.
Another hour passed, and the moonlight sprinkled on the pear tree, adding a touch of mystery to the quiet night. Jun Yuzheng gently picked up Qin Muyue and prepared to return to the room.
"Master, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Qin Muyue leaned in Master's arms, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
Jun Yuzheng looked down at her, a hint of fondness flashing in his eyes: "Yue'er, with you here, I feel that the moonlight is beautiful every day."
Qin Muyue's face flushed, she lowered her head and said softly, "Master, thank you for the compliment."
[Host, your confession is too subtle]
[Do I have to change "The moonlight is so beautiful" to "I want to kiss him"? 】
Jun Yuzheng: If you say it directly, it’s not impossible for me to be your teacher.
Jun Yuzheng smiled lightly and said nothing more. He just quickened his pace and walked towards the room holding Qin Muyue.
Back in the room, Jun Yuzheng carefully put Qin Muyue on the bed and covered her with a blanket. "Yue'er, have a good rest. I will come to see you again tomorrow."
"Then I, the disciple, say goodnight to Master." The girl suddenly pulled Master's collar, forcing him to lower his head. She raised her head and pressed her lips against Master's lips that exuded the fragrance of plum blossoms.
The girl's tenderness intensified, conquering the city, like new buds sprouting from the ice and snow, and spring flowers blooming in his heart. Jun Yuzheng's hands on both sides of the girl clenched involuntarily, his heartbeat quickened a bit, and he tried to stay rational.
After a long time, Qin Muyue gasped and let go of her hand, her fingertips brushing the corner of her master's lips.
"Yue'er, you didn't listen to anything your master said during the day." Jun Yuzheng's voice was low and a little hoarse.
Qin Muyue pulled up the quilt, revealing a pair of cat-like pupils, and said in a muffled voice: "Master, this is your disciple's goodnight kiss. I hope you can have a good dream tonight."
Jun Yuzheng sighed softly and shook his head: "You girl, you are becoming more and more disrespectful to your elders." He reached out and gently stroked Qin Muyue's head, "Okay, you are injured, rest early and don't think too much."
Qin Muyue nodded obediently and closed her eyes. Her raven-black eyelashes looked like two butterfly wings.
Jun Yuzheng then turned around and left the room. Under the moonlight, the immortal walked alone and soon flew out of Tianjian Peak on his sword.
As soon as Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan saw the sword light, they went to the stairs leading to the top of the mountain and reached out to touch the barrier.
"How could this happen? I was able to visit the Tempering Jade Palace before, but this time, Master didn't even let us see Senior Sister!" Liu Ruyan complained. After she woke up, she heard that her Senior Sister was injured, and now she is worried to death.
"Ruyan, I think there is no hope for tonight. Let's go back and rest first." He Zhen leaned against the purple jade bamboo beside the stairs, flipping the flower rope with the puppet silk.
Yan Shiyin also wanted to know the severity of Qin Muyue's injuries. Qin Ziyang had just woken up and was extremely anxious. He sent several jade talismans asking him to deliver the Thousand Lotus Meridians Pill to Qin Muyue.
However, today's wait was in vain.
Shen Zhao knelt silently in front of the barrier for more than a month and became a well-known filial disciple in the Immortal Sect.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and guessed secretly: Jun Yuzheng has finally come out of the barrier. It seems that Master is awake more often, and there is hope that I can visit her.
On the way back to the yard, the three of them were the only ones who spoke.
"Ruyan, what kind of tea would you like tomorrow morning? I'll go buy it for you." He Zhen looked relieved. Finally, he didn't have to wait foolishly in front of the barrier. He was about to break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage, but Qin Muyue had left him no time to practice.
Liu Ruyan frowned, obviously not feeling relaxed. She was somewhat dissatisfied with He Zhen's relaxed attitude, but she did not show it. She just responded calmly, "Whatever, you decide."
Yan Shiyin seemed a little anxious. He knew that Qin Ziyang cared about Qin Muyue. If his sister's condition did not improve, he would not be able to rest assured. He said in a deep voice: "He Zhen, don't think that you can go down the mountain casually now that the sect's attention is all on the Xiuxian World Conference."
"I know, I know." He Zhen shrugged and didn't take it seriously. Even if Yan Shiyin was busy now, the more miserable he would be when the time came, the more likely Liu Ruyan would see him a few more times.
The three of them went back to their rooms to rest. On the next day, only Liu Ruyan and Yan Shiyin came to the barrier.
Shen Zhao was still a sight in front of the barrier. The disciples flying past Tianjian Peak on their swords couldn't help but look back.
Jun Yuzheng had just returned from Zhang Hengji's Tianji Peak, and saw a few disciples standing near Tianjian Peak to watch the fun. His face darkened. He thought to himself that this demon king had no dignity at all and just knelt there. How many disciples must have come to watch the fun? He didn't know whether his reputation as a filial disciple was good or bad.
Liu Ruyan and Yan Shiyin stood in front of the barrier, both of them showing a hint of helplessness in their eyes. They knew Shen Zhao's persistence and understood his filial piety, but this situation made them feel a little embarrassed.
At this moment, the barrier suddenly emitted a faint light, small snowflakes fell in the air, and a chill came from behind Liu Ruyan and Yan Shiyin.
"Shen Zhao, why are you doing this?" Jun Yuzheng's voice was cold, "You'll only make people laugh at you if you kneel like this."
Shen Zhao raised his head, turned around, and looked directly at Jun Yuzheng: "Disciple is just worried about the safety of Master. Please open the barrier and let us go to visit."
Jun Yuzheng was silent for a moment, thinking of the disciples from various sects who were beginning to gather near Tianjian Peak. If Tianjian Peak continued like this, it would no longer be peaceful.
"Visiting time must not exceed one hour." Jun Yuzheng said, walking into the barrier with his hands behind his back.