Master, She Just Wants To Be Salted Fish

Lu Li really drank too much. She was leaning against the plum tree, gradually getting drunk and feeling sleepy.

Yun Qingzhi turned his head to look at Master, a little unable to move his eyes.

Then I thought that Master would sleep uncomfortably when sleeping like this. The monks in the Tribulation Period are not easy to get drunk. No matter how mellow spirit wine is, you will not get drunk if you think about it.

Seeing the weather as if it was going to rain, Yun Qingzhi thought about it and got up, hesitating whether to pick up Master.

Yun Qingzhi hesitated that the sky was already dripping rain, she leaned down, picked up the master, and slowly walked towards the master's room.

She gently put Lu Li on the bed, and then covered Lu Li with the quilt.

Yun Qingzhi glanced at the master's sleeping appearance, inexplicably reluctant to leave.

But she still remembered the distinction between respect and inferiority in her heart, and she did not dare to stay in the Master's room for too long.

She has only been to the master's room twice, and the master's room, just like the master's person, reveals a sense of coldness.

Yun Qingzhi went out to continue practicing swords, and her mind unconsciously remembered the scene where Master Cai was in the plum blossom tree.

The sword in her hand gradually engulfed the plum blossoms, and she unexpectedly entered a wonderful realm, as if she could clearly hear the birth and death of every drop of water, and reunion again.

Lu Li felt a strong wave of spiritual power, waking up from his sleep, and flashed to the place where the spiritual power was fluctuating.

It was the little disciple who realized a sword intent, and even faintly explored the edge of the sword domain.

"This sword, the thin water flows long," Yun Qingzhi whispered, and then swiped a sword, plum blossoms mixed with water spirits, brushing over the creatures of Qingyun Peak.

Lu Li nodded. Although Tu'er had just grasped the sword intent, he was very skilled in using it. The conversion between life and death was excellent. It was a sword full of killing intent, but it turned into life.

"Tui'er is really talented in the sword repair team." Lu Li praised Yun Qingzhi's speedily.

"Master! You are awake!" Yun Qingzhi was surprised to see Master behind her, and she was a little bit unspeakable joy.

"Tui'er makes such a big movement, you have to sleep a lot to stay awake." Lu Li half joked.

Yun Qingzhi's smile narrowed: "It's the disciple who disturbed Master."

Lu Li chuckled softly, "Why, it's too late for Master to be happy."

"What do you want to eat tonight? It's a reward? I can't give wine, this meal is still okay." Lu Li said again.

"Master's cooking is delicious." Yun Qingzhi said seriously.

Lu Li chuckled softly: "I don't know when I'm a teacher. When did the disciple learn such likable words? Didn't you learn it with your little senior sister?"

Yun Qingzhi's face turned red: "Master, what the disciple is telling the truth."

"Okay, okay, do you want to do more and ask your friends to have fun together?" Lu Li asked her warmly.

Yun Qingzhi was stunned, and finally shook his head slightly: "No, Master, can I have dinner with Master alone today?"

Lu Li looked at his little disciple's nervous and uneasy eyes, and his heart jumped, but when faced with the little disciple's request, Lu Li really couldn't refuse: "Okay."

"Master is really good." Yun Qingzhi just laughed, her beautiful eyes seemed to be dazzling with stars in the sky.

Lu Li shook his head, just as the disciple was happy.

Maybe 443 is right, she is just worrying, and the disciples don't leave this Qingyun Peak very much, so how can they know the love of this world.

Lu Li made a white chicken in the evening, a sweet and sour pork ribs, a roasted potatoes, and a mushroom soup.

It's a simple dish, but she has good craftsmanship and the taste is not bad.

It was rare for Lu Li to take a bowl and a bowl of rice.

The master and apprentice sat opposite each other, eating quietly.

After eating, Yun Qingzhi took the tableware and chopsticks. Before the two went back to the house, Yun Qingzhi looked at Lu Li shyly: "Master, do you still have milk?"

When Lu Li was asked by her, she chuckled, "Yes, I don't need to drink it when it's so big."

Yun Qingzhi took the milk Lu Li gave her, and it seemed a little different from the previous one.

This is the milk that Lu Li asked 443 for her age group.

"Tui'er likes it, it's very sweet."

Lu Li looked at the little disciple's contented appearance, and his mood improved a lot: "Little greedy cat, beware of tooth decay from eating too much sweets."

Yun Qingzhi couldn't help laughing after hearing her words: "Master, the disciple is no longer a three-year-old kid~"

Lu Li smiled and shook his head: "Most of them are Master's disciples. Okay, go back to the house sooner."

"Good night, Master."

When Lu Li left, Yun Qingzhi still recalled Lu Li's sentence: "It's mostly Master's disciple."

My heart was warm, as if she was coaxed by the master even if she was rebellious in the world.

In the day-to-day practice, Zongmen Dabi also arrived.

All disciples of the sect who have never gone out before the foundation of the foundation and below the Yuan Ying stage must participate in the sect competition.

Any handyman disciple who beats the outer disciple in the sect contest can be promoted to the outer disciple, any outer disciple who beats the inner disciple can replace the defeated inner disciple, and any inner disciple who is better than the direct disciple , Can be accepted as a direct disciple by the elders of all peaks.

This is also to encourage sect disciples to cultivate hard. After all, talent is very important, but the xinxing of cultivation is also important.

The competitions of Zhuji and Jindan were separated.

Although it is said that the competitions are treated equally, there is actually an unwritten rule, that is, the disciples of direct reports rarely confront each other in the early stage.

Some people may think it's unfair, but under normal circumstances, the training speed of direct disciples is unmatched by ordinary disciples.

After all, at the beginning of the apprenticeship, this group of people was a group with better talents, and the resources for cultivation were more than ordinary disciples, so the strength must be stronger.

Of course, there is no shortage of ordinary disciples who have average talents, but have a steady and steady practice. Although it takes a longer time, their strength should not be underestimated.

On the first day of the Zongmen Grand Competition, all the elders will be there, including the suzerain.

But because the suzerain has been in retreat for many years, this time it is Qingzhufeng Jinglan, who has always been in charge.

Although Lu Li is currently the highest cultivation base of Xuan Yuezong, the entire Xuan Yuezong knows that Elder Qing Yun is not concerned.

Yun Qingzhi followed Lu Li and looked at the crowd below. Everyone was very excited at this rare event, including Zhu Qin and others.

After Jing Lan announced the start, the name of the first round of the match was announced.

Yun Qingzhi glanced at the person he was about to fight, a name he didn't recognize, and he didn't care about it.

There were more than 300 players in the base-building period. Half of the players were eliminated in the first round, and half in the second round, and then half eliminated in the third round. The fourth round was also half eliminated, and then the top ten were drawn. One of the five had a bye, and the two winners of the four before the battle were played directly to get fifth and fourth.

After that, it was the championship.

It was still early for Yun Qingzhi's turn, so she was not in a hurry and stood beside her master.

In the first round of the competition, there was nothing special. Zhu Qin gave Yun Qingzhi a voice and let her play in the past.

Yun Qingzhi glanced at her and shook her head.

Lu Li naturally saw the interaction of the small eyes of a few people.

"Let's go, take a look more, although the first round did not come out, but the experience is good, the cultivation world is huge, and there are countless spells together." Lu Li Wensheng said.

"Okay, the disciple understands." Yun Qingzhi didn't want to go, but thinking that the master said later is indeed the case, it is not bad to go and see.

So they followed Zuo Ling, Liu Fan, and Zhu Qin into the disciples.

Qianxi waited for them to leave before taking a look at Lu Li: "Little Junior Sister, your disciple's temperament is more calm than her senior brothers and sisters."

Cang Li also nodded: "Envy."

Lu Li chuckled lightly: "Zhi'er's parents have died since she was a child, and she has seen the scene of the Yun family being wiped out. After the catastrophe for the rest of her life, she was raised as a child's daughter-in-law. Naturally, her disposition is somewhat different from her peers. So, at least carefree."

"Yes." Jing Lan also sighed: "Everything gains and loses."

After watching it around, Yun Qingzhi did gain a lot of knowledge, and it was their turn to play before a while.

Yun Qingzhi and Liu Fan played first.

The opposite was just an ordinary disciple of the inner sect. When he saw that his opponent was Yun Qingzhi, the young master of Qing Yunfeng who had been well-known in the sect in the past few years, he felt bitter.

"Disciples, please enlighten me."

"Yun Qingzhi, please enlighten me."

When the voice fell, I saw the disciple on the opposite side pulling out his sword, which was actually a sword repairman.

Yun Qingzhi was very serious, and also drew out the sword. It was the sword that the master gave to her when she started, and Yun Qingzhi named it Canghai.

The disciple took the lead in launching the offensive. Yun Qingzhi's eyes were cold, and his sword instantly turned into countless sword shadows, blocking his sword, and even chasing after the disciple by victory.

Qi Fang felt those sword shadows with cold sword aura, and a drop of cold sweat dripped on his forehead.

"The disciple admits defeat."

With just one move, the game was won, and the people in the audience cheered.

I only heard that Qing Yunfeng's little uncle has a talent, but he has already built a foundation at the age of sixteen, but it is the first time I have seen the little uncle make a move.

That trick just now, even in the audience, you can feel the cold sword aura. At this age, she has such an understanding in Jian Xiu together. It is unavoidable to make people curious. In the next game, she will still What kind of style it blooms.

"Qingzhi is indeed a good seedling for sword repair." Cang Li nodded appreciatively.

Lu Li chuckled lightly, with smiles in his eyes, proud of his disciple.

After Yun Qingzhi stepped down after winning, Zhu Qin immediately went up and pestered her: "Wow, Junior Sister, you are not kind, don't tell me when you have practiced such cool moves."

"Senior Sister, if you only practice the law, what if I tell you?" Yun Qingzhi blinked innocently.

Zhu Qin felt that she had been hit by her again: "Don't try to get past the level with beauty."

And after a while Liu Fan also came down, and she won quite easily.

After that, it was Zhu Qin and Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling and Zhu Qin both practiced the Dharma, and the opponents also practiced the Dharma. If there is no suspense, they will win.

The second game will be tomorrow.

Yun Qingzhi and the others celebrated each other before returning to Lu Li.

"Master."

"Get ready for tomorrow's game."

"The disciple understands."

Although there were only simple conversations, Yun Qingzhi knew that Master had a good look, that was enough.