Shading the sky: Dressed as Qin Yao, the boss of the heavenly court spoils me to the bone

Chapter 9
It's just that she doesn't understand why the man who was yelling at her two days ago suddenly treats her so well?
You know, this is the shrine of the envoy Xingjun, and if the master is not there, where does he have the face to make people serve him so wholeheartedly?
The reason why she knew this was naturally that Qinghu told her. Qinghu also said that he was from the Heavenly Court, and his background was not small, and his Patriarch did not dare to easily offend him.

So what the other party says, they can only do it.

Looking at Qinghu's tone of voice, although he was quite dissatisfied, he did not dare to complain.

Qin Yao thought that she would be the one who would benefit in the end, so she stopped worrying about what kind of medicine was sold in her cheap master's gourd.

After waiting outside the house for a long time, she didn't see the figure of her cheap master. She muttered and expressed her dissatisfaction. It seemed that the other party was just talking, but she took it seriously, and she was so stupid.

At the tip of the moon, the sky was getting slightly cooler. Seeing that it was getting late, I simply went back to the house and lay down. I was about to go to sleep, but there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Qin Yao was so frightened by the sudden movement that she turned over and got up from the bed.

Opening the door, it was Ye Fan who came.

"Immortal, are you here?" Qin Yao was surprised.

Ye Fan shook the two jars of wine in his hand, then stuffed them into her arms, "Drink these two jars of wine!"

She was stunned for a moment, didn't she want to teach her the way of cultivation?

What does it mean to give her two jars of wine if there is a disagreement?
Could it be that the method he wants to teach is drinking?

Qin Yao could smell the rich aroma of wine through the sealing wax, Qin Yao sneered, what's so difficult about it?

Walking to the stone table outside the door, opened a jug of wine, and drank without saying a word.

Although the action is extremely bold, but it does not lose the sense of beauty, gurgling, a jar of wine bottoms out.

Qin Yao's cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were blurred.

"It really is good wine! I think back when my sister was the oiran, this little wine was not enough to warm up!"

Before he had time to put down the wine jar in his hand, he heard a "clang", the wine jar fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Qin Yao only felt the qi and blood surge in her chest, and then two nosebleeds flowed out of her nose cavity. This scene was inexplicably familiar, and she looked at Ye Fan in a daze.

"Immortal, this wine..." Before she could finish speaking, her eyes blurred and she fell to the ground.

Ye Fan pulled his lips and smiled, "Wanniantongxianjiu is specially prepared for you, it doesn't matter if you can't catch it, and you don't want to make trouble again!"

Having said that, looking at the unconscious Qin Yao, Ye Fan rubbed his brows and shook his head again and again. After all, he overestimated her.

I thought that I would be able to take these two altars of Immortal Immortal Wine by gradually nourishing her in the past few days, but now I only drank one altar, and I don't know if this altar can suppress that thing.

Although he felt helpless, he still picked her up, sent her into the room, put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

Qin Yao turned over, kicked the quilt to the ground, and muttered, "Little man!"

Ye Fan: "..."

Until noon of the second day, when Qin Yao barely woke up, Qinghu came in with a bowl of porridge. With a parched mouth, she took the porridge without hesitation and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking it, I found that the porridge seemed to have a strange smell, and I felt a sense of deja vu after tasting it.

"what is this?"

"The fairy said, this is the leftover wine that the girl drank yesterday, and specially asked the little fairy to make wine stuffed egg drop soup for the girl to enjoy!" Qinghu said truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yao rolled her eyes, continued to fall on the couch, and fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't wake up until night.

When she went out, she saw her cheap master sitting on the stone bench outside the house, drinking alone under the moonlight.

"Mystery, why are you here?" Qin Yao stepped forward and asked.

Ye Fan glanced at her and ignored her.

Drank the glass of wine in his hand, "Sit!"

As soon as Qin Yao sat down, Ye Fan pushed a glass of wine over.

Her damn desire to survive suddenly made her wave her hands again and again: "No, no, no, I still don't drink!"

"Don't worry, it's not Tongxian Niang, it's not so easy to get drunk!"

Qin Yao picked up the wine with half-belief, took a sip, and found that the taste was completely different from the one he drank before, with a smooth mouth and a line of throat.

Tsk-tsk twice, and then relieved to suffocate the wine in the glass.

Neither of them spoke, they just drank quietly.

Qin Yao found that she seemed to have not eaten for several days in a row. She just drank, but she didn't feel any discomfort in her body.

This change surprised her quite a bit, she secretly wondered if those two jars of wine were the good intentions of her cheap master?

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan said suddenly: "It's just what you think!"

Qin Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then picked up a glass of wine: "Immortal, I would like to offer you a toast! Thank you, Immortal, for your cultivation!"

Ye Fan squinted at her, picked up the wine glass, and curled his lips: "It's not completely a waste, it seems that there is still hope!"

"That's also the way the immortals taught!" Qin Yao flattered.

"Okay, don't flatter me against your will. I don't have the skills, but I have some luck!"

"Where is it?" Qin Yao curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

"However, luck is not enough for cultivation. At any rate, you still have a fairy bone. I have a sister-in-law who used to have a physique that was not as good as a mortal. She competed with the sky, the earth, and herself. It is not a talent. With extraordinary talents, but in the end, relying on his own strength, he reached the peak and became one of the strongest in ancient and modern times!"

Although Ye Fan spoke calmly, he still did not hide his admiration for his righteous sister.

It's hard for Qin Yao to imagine how a physique that is not as good as an ordinary body can reach the peak step by step. It is conceivable how many difficulties and obstacles it has to go through before it can reach this step.

What he said was right, at least she still had a pair of fairy bones, if she hadn't relied on this fairy bones to live in the world, she might have died countless times.

Thinking of it this way, a sense of guilt welled up in my heart, and I stuck out my tongue and said, "My lord, the lesson is right!"

"Hold out your hand, palm up!"

Although Qin Yao was puzzled, she still stretched out her hand.

Ye Fan attached his hand to it, and Qin Yao felt a warmth in his palm, and then a silky aura of immortality rushed into his palm, converging in his spiritual consciousness.

After a while, Ye Fan withdrew his hand and said calmly: "This is the Heavenly Emperor Sutra, which includes Taoism Sutra, Western Emperor Sutra, Siji Sutra, Taihuang Sutra, Sun Bible, and Eucharistic Secret Art. Now all the contents are in your divine scriptures In the consciousness, you can cultivate regardless of your physique, and how much you can comprehend depends on yourself!"

"Thank you, Master!" Qin Yao was so excited that she immediately stood up and thanked her.

"I haven't accepted you as an apprentice yet, don't rush to thank me, I still say the same thing, if you don't reach the fourth level of mystic realm within a year, then not only will I not accept you as an apprentice, but I will even kill you directly. You, do you understand?" Ye Fan said in a serious manner, without any trace of joke.

Qin Yao wants to cry but has no tears. Is it too late for her to regret it now?
She wanted to go home and continue to be that useless fox fairy.

Only then did she remember the purpose of going out this time, and then she was shocked and said: "Mystery, when is tonight?"

"March [-]! What's the fuss?"

(End of this chapter)