Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 102

Everyone knows that the eldest princess Ting Yuan, who is held in the palm of the Jade Emperor of the Heaven Realm, likes the Taiqing Upper Realm, and the Qingli Immortal Venerable who lives in the floating three months, but the Goddess has a heart, and the King Xiang has no dreams.

It's just that Ting Yuan is a dead-headed person. Perhaps there is nothing she can't get since she was a child. Once she has it, she will be very persistent and unwilling.

But every time she is bound to go, she will come back lonely and absent-minded, just because Xianzun treats her only as a junior from the beginning to the end, and her words and deeds are decent and alienated, without any overstepping.

Therefore, when the Immortal went to Fanyue Mountain in the lower realm to cultivate his mind and cultivate his mind, all the immortals thought that the Immortal was annoyed by the eldest princess, and because of the Jade Emperor's face, he couldn't speak up, so he Just stay away from heaven.

For such a tactful and considerate refusal, the Immortal Venerable is worthy of being the most beautiful man in the East and West Heavenly Court.

At first glance, it looks as cold as the moon, proud of snow and frost, but in fact, it has a gentle temperament like jade, gentle wind and light rain, full of patience for those who seek advice from Taoism, open-minded and peaceful, and is the best Taoist fantasy in the hearts of countless fairies.

Why is it a fantasy, because even the Jade Emperor's daughter Xianzun doesn't like it, so how can these little immortals pick this high mountain flower?
It's just that Ting Yuan, who is in love, doesn't want to give up so easily. She keeps finding reasons and excuses for herself. From time to time, she goes to the lower realm to see the immortals, and talks with the immortals about life and the law.

Especially after Xianzun accepted a young apprentice, she looked at the little radish, rolled her eyes, and found another shortcut to establish a good relationship with Chu Xiaotao, so that every time she went back to see Xianzun, she said she was looking at him As time goes by, the Immortal Venerable has nothing to do with her.

It's good to be helpless, there is nothing to do, it means that the immortal is getting used to her approaching little by little, and if things go on like this, she will be able to get what she wants.

On this day, as usual, she prepared a stomachful of Taoist theories and went to Fanyue Mountain to find Qingli Xianzun. Although one day in the heaven and one year in the world, she still felt like three autumns away, so she tried every means to get more with the fairy. After chatting for a while, until the sunset was over, I was reluctant to turn around and leave.

Outside the door, Chu Xiaotao was sitting on the small steps in the corridor, with a small cherry-like mouth, feeling very unhappy.

As soon as Chu Chen went out, he saw her snapping the small wooden stick in half, and the crisp sound came to his ears.

Unexpectedly, he felt a little unhappy because of Princess Ting Yuan and suddenly became happy.

The corners of his lips raised slightly involuntarily. Seeing the little disciple's eyes looking towards this side, he quickly covered his lips with his fists, coughed twice, and moved his eyes to the side in a panic. After sorting out his emotions, he turned his eyes back.

"Why are you sitting here? The steps are cold, what do you want for dinner, I'll make it for you for the teacher." The calm and composed tone, as if the man with the flushed face just now was not him.

And Chu Xiaotao naturally didn't see the different master, in her eyes, except when she was angry with her, the rest of the time the master was indifferent.

She patted the dust on the buttocks, threw away the small wooden stick that was broken in two, got up and ran to his side, tugging at the sleeves that were as white as snow.

"Master, master, don't talk to that kite girl from now on, okay?"

"Don't make trouble." Chu Chenzhi frowned, as if he was a little embarrassed, but the corners of his lips covered by his fists were raised a little more from the bottom of his heart, fearing that he would be spotted, so he hurriedly turned his head and went back to the room.

(End of this chapter)