My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 42 Can I call you Junior Brother?
Xu Mo knew that Taoist Zixiao was talking about asking him to visit him when he was free.

He laughed in his heart and thought to himself that even if you forget, I will never forget.

Then he bowed respectfully to Taoist Zixiao, and without hesitation, he stepped through the hole in the void in front of him and returned to Lingmiao Peak.

I personally experienced the feeling of returning to Lingmiao Peak from the secret realm in just one step.

Xu Mo could only sigh in his heart, how convenient it is, it’s good to have strength.

He was really envious of the ability to escape at any time.

I don’t know when I will be able to use my spatial ability as freely as Zixiao Taishang.

At this moment, he also understood the meaning of the other party's previous message when he said that he wanted to visit him.

He originally thought that the other party meant coming to pick him up on a flying sword or in a flying boat.

Now that I think about it, my vision is still too narrow.

……

After returning to Lingmiao Peak, Xu Mo was planning to go to the experimental field to meet up with Elder Ouyang and the others.

But he was stopped on the road.

The person blocking the road was a petite female disciple dressed in a light blue gauze.

Her little face was round, fair, and soft. When Xu Mo looked at her, he felt like he was looking at cotton candy.

Want to pinch.

But he restrained himself.

Because it’s not someone I know.

Just as he was wondering, the girl's eyes lit up, and she opened her eyes with a pair of bright, watery eyes and spoke excitedly:
"Junior Brother Xu, oh no, Senior Brother Xu, you're back."

When Xu Mo heard the soft voice, he immediately remembered.

Isn’t this the senior sister who, when meeting Old Man Wanmo before, shouted that this person was a spy, and then rushed forward waving her little fists?

Because her voice and her actions at that time left a deep impression on Xu Mo, he remembered them.

But he clearly remembered that she called him junior brother at that time, so why did she suddenly change her words?
He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is this Junior Sister waiting for me?"

The girl nodded.

Xu Mo politely replied, "I don't know what your name is, Junior Sister. Is there anything you need from me?"

When the girl heard Xu Mo's words, she said softly, as if she just realized that she had not introduced herself yet.

So she clenched her hands awkwardly, then bowed to him solemnly with a serious face, and said in a very serious tone:
"Reporting to Senior Brother, my name is Lin Miaoqing.

Then I came to you to discuss something..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, her small hands tugging at the hem of her skirt nervously, her voice becoming increasingly low.
"Exactly, can I call you Junior Brother?"

"Huh?" Xu Mo looked confused.

That's it?

What kind of thoughts do the fellow disciples in the sect have?

Is it so boring?

Instead of practicing well, you have this time to worry about the name issue.

Not doing business properly!

Although he thought so, he would definitely not say it directly given his personality.

He just smiled kindly and asked, "I want to know why you want to call me Junior Brother?"

Lin Miaoqing stared at him with her big, watery eyes and said as a matter of course, "Because I want a junior brother."

"But we have so many disciples in Lingmiao Peak, why do you have to..."

Before Xu Mo finished speaking, he saw Lin Miaoqing roll her eyes, and a sneer of deep mockery and disdain appeared on her soft little round face:
"Haha, a bunch of rough guys."

"Ah this..." Xu Mo was speechless.

But he could understand what Lin Miaoqing meant.

It was simply that the fellow disciples of Lingmiao Peak usually cared too little about their image. To be a spiritual plant master, one must dress like a mortal farmer, out of respect for the land.

In other words, this is not only the trend in Lingmiao Peak, but also in the entire cultivation world.

The way you dress is entirely up to you.

He used to think that in a large sect like the Tianxuan Sect, the disciples should have uniform Taoist uniforms.

But it was not until he got started that he realized he was overthinking.

It’s not that they don’t have them, they are distributed upon entry, but basically no one wears them unless it’s an important occasion.

Perhaps he is the only one in the entire sect who always wears the standard blue Taoist robe issued by the sect.

However, Lin Miaoqing's words were a direct attack, and he didn't dare to respond. What if someone heard it, wouldn't the image he had built up be ruined?
So he quickly said modestly: "Junior sister, you are wrong. Our fellow disciples in Lingmiao Peak are unrestrained and free-spirited. They are true to their nature.

Compared to them, I am still far behind.”

Lin Miaoqing curled her lips. "If that's the case, then why can't they come up with new theories like you did?"

Xu Mo wiped his forehead, feeling that this petite, cute and lovely junior sister in front of him had a rather sharp tongue.

It doesn't match her appearance at all.

Lin Miaoqing continued, "I just want a junior brother like you.

And logically speaking, I am the direct disciple of the Supreme Being, and you are an outer disciple, so I can call you my junior brother.

But the sect leader refused to give in.

He said that I joined the sect a generation later than you, and only people of the same generation can be called my junior brothers.

If I really want to call you Junior Brother, I need your consent."

"Oh." Xu Mo nodded, but with you like this, I feel a little embarrassed to be your junior brother.

After all, being called "junior brother" by a petite little girl always feels a bit weird.

Wait, what did she just say?

Xu Mo's eyes widened and he reacted.

"Junior sister, are you the direct disciple of the Supreme?" He felt he needed to confirm it again.

Lin Miaoqing nodded, "Yes."

Xu Mo showed a warm smile, "We are all from the same school, it's just a name. As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter what I call you."

This cute girl in front of me is a potential stock.

He was watching Yi An leave and had not yet found someone to take over.

Although his network of contacts under this pseudonym is already very strong.

But as for backup plans, of course the more the better.

"Really? That's great." Lin Miaoqing waved her little hands excitedly and jumped around, showing her mood at the moment.

Xu Mo wanted to get closer to the other party, so he picked up a random topic and asked:

"Why is Senior Sister waiting for me here?"

Hearing this, the smile on Lin Miaoqing's face gradually disappeared. She pouted and said in a somewhat resentful tone:

“Originally, the group of friends and family who accompanied my junior to the competition chose me.

But because I don't have any cultivation skills, they won't let me go. How despicable."

Xu Mo looked at her in surprise, "Senior Sister, haven't you started practicing yet?"

Lin Miaoqing lowered her head and replied in a depressed tone, "No."

Seeing that she was in a low mood, Xu Mo comforted her:
"It doesn't matter. After Senior Sister has practiced and gained some skills, maybe she will have a chance to become my friend and family member."

Lin Miaoqing shook his head, squatted on the ground, hugged his knees with both hands, and said with some sadness:

"When will that be? I've been a member of the sect for ten years. Maybe I won't have that opportunity anymore when I'm old."

Xu Mo asked in surprise, "Sister, you have been in the sect for ten years? Then why haven't you started practicing yet?"

(End of this chapter)