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Chapter 48 Disciple, Apprentice Teacher
The golden wild chrysanthemums bloom brilliantly all over the mountains and plains with morning dew.

Jingjing happily looked at the chrysanthemums that seemed to be growing more and more vigorously, and stretched herself.

After her hard work and hard work, Bai Yunfei and his wife finally agreed to her and would not stop her from chasing the Demon Lord anymore.

Aww, life is precious, and the price of freedom is even higher. If it's for love, you can throw away both. She is a crazy girl who pursues love regardless of the consequences, and she must chase the devil back.

Taking a deep breath, the morning air smelled of chrysanthemums, which was unusually fresh and pleasant.

"Little girl, have you considered it?" A familiar gentle and indifferent voice came from behind.

Jingjing turned around sharply, and it turned out to be the real Baixuan who appeared a few days ago. Looking at his immortal figure, Jingjing was very puzzled, and she couldn't help tilting her head and asked, "Why do you have to accept me as a disciple?" Ah, you are a cultivator. If I worship you as my teacher, then I also want to practice Taoism. If I want to practice Taoism, I can’t talk about love. That’s not okay. My goal in life is to find someone to talk about. Say love to live a happy life."

"Hehe, cultivating the Tao doesn't mean you can't talk about feelings. If the girl is worried about this, then there is no need. I promise you that even if you take me as your teacher, I will not stop you from pursuing love." Bai Xuan smiled slightly. , I was quite surprised by Jingjing's argument. This little girl seemed to be in love, and she said that she was looking forward to something emotional.

"Hey, when will cultivators be able to talk about love?" Jingjing was very surprised, hey, don't cultivators want to be unfeeling and loving, and never mess with men and women, why is it possible? ? "Well, you didn't lie to me to make me worship you as my teacher, did you?"

"People who practice Taoism don't tell lies." Daoist Bai Xuan had never been so suspected by others, and this girl didn't flock to him because of his status, which made him feel that this girl was different.

"That's right, but, I'm not interested in cultivating the Tao. I think it's better for you to find someone who is interested in cultivating the Tao as an apprentice." Jingjing shook her head, and said that she would leave the Green Pavilion and the Demon Lord after she cultivated the Tao. Moreover, she really has no interest in cultivating Taoism at all.

"You and I are destined..." Reverend Baixuan was about to persuade Jingjing, but was interrupted by Jingjing's startled cry.

"Oh, the sun is coming out, I have to pick the chrysanthemums right away, Master Baixuan, if you have time, please help me pick the chrysanthemums, thank you." Jingjing said and bent down to pick the chrysanthemums.

Reverend Baixuan was stunned. For the first time in a hundred years, he was ordered to do things by a little girl. For a moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He had a high status, and everyone felt that even looking at him would make him cry. It is a great gift from heaven, and I wish that everything can be done for him properly, almost only him.

"Hey, don't stick around, pick it quickly, pick the most beautiful one." Jingjing turned her head to see that Master Baixuan hadn't moved, and hurriedly urged, this wild chrysanthemum is the kind of tiny chrysanthemum. It takes a lot of time to pick a large bunch.

"Little girl, if I picked the chrysanthemums for you, would you be willing to help me as a teacher?" Master Baixuan smiled kindly, not annoyed that Jingjing was neither big nor small.

"No, no, then don't help me." Jingjing curled her lips, being stingy, she even asked for help picking a chrysanthemum, so she accelerated the speed of picking flowers, and quickly picked a large bunch.

Straightening up, Jingjing held the chrysanthemums and waved to Master Baixuan, "Okay, I've picked enough, I'm leaving, bye." After finishing speaking, she skipped away.

Master Baixuan looked at Jingjing's leaving figure, his white eyebrows moved slightly, and a hidden worry flashed in his calm and detached eyes like flowing water.

(End of this chapter)