So he quickly looked inward.

……really.

His Dantian was completely destroyed, his meridians were shattered, and he was almost a cripple.

If "Wang Yan Xin Hua Lu" hadn't been still running, Chen Yin almost thought that he could start over.

However, with such a horrific injury, even with "Wang Yan Xin Hua Lu" it would take at least two or three days to recover.

It was almost like falling from the dangerous area of ​​Tiantu last time.

However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. Chen Yin was surprised to find that he had actually passed the Chengmen realm and stepped directly into the Wuyu realm.

Moreover, judging from the amount of spiritual energy overflowing in his body, he has obviously reached the peak of the Wuyu Realm and is only one step away from breaking out of the shell and entering the Shangqing Realm.

You know, Chen Yin just stepped into Chengmen two days ago, which is almost equivalent to crossing two major realms.

It's a step to success.

There was another change. The spiritual power that had turned azure blue due to the last scroll intervention was now even purer, with a vitality and beauty that could not be described in words.

Even if you dye your dog's hair into a bombshell, it's still a dog. But at least the azure blue spiritual power looks good, doesn't it?

In fact, Chen Yin just couldn't find where the changes were.

This spiritual power is not like the system mall, at least there are annotations. Chen Yin couldn't feel any difference.

The only thing he could feel now was the severe pain all over his body.

It hurts so much. It's like a C4 exploded inside my body.

Chen Yin tried to move his body, but found that he simply didn't have the strength to do so.

So I could only lie back and start to play badly.

...Playing badly is indeed the most satisfying thing in the world.

Looking up at the floating clouds in the sky, Chen Yin was enjoying himself when suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

"You little brat, you're not dead yet?"

"...Human Centipede must be ranked first and is more blessed than you."

A pair of small and delicate bound feet passed by his eyes, with the hem of the skirt fluttering, and they walked until they were next to Chen Yin before stopping.

The master sat down slowly, and said in a leisurely tone: "Why, I think being alive is the best outcome for you."

"If a normal cultivator came here, the lives of all his ancestors would be taken away by him alone."

Chen Yin couldn't refute anything and could only curl his lips.

"It's because you urged me so urgently that I couldn't find a good solution and had to try all sorts of methods."

"On the contrary, you, as the master," he said dissatisfiedly, "can't even coax your own disciples, right?"

"Tease you? Are you a three-year-old kid?" The master gave him a sidelong glance with disdain.

"There's no need to coax or scold me!"

The master was still enjoying his argument with him, but his eyes were filled with soft smiles.

Finally, when Chen Yin turned his head away sulking, a small hand gently placed on his forehead.

Chen Yin blinked.

Master’s little hands were soft and slightly cool to the touch, like fluffy pudding in summer.

Her palm was really small, and when she spread it out she could only lift up his bangs and cover Chen Yin's forehead.

Looking up, Chen Yin saw his master's light smile blocking the sunlight, and said to him with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, little brat."

Chen Yin watched quietly for a long time, for several minutes.

Finally, she closed her eyes and smiled softly: "You are so gentle all of a sudden, I can't do anything to you."

"Why, are you an M and can only be excited when being scolded?"

"...Can't you maintain your gentle image a little longer?"

Before he could finish his words, a pair of small hands gently lifted his head.

The master knelt by the pond, her fluffy skirt spread out on the shore. She held the back of Chen Yin's head with both hands and placed it on her thighs.

"Just today, I am soft-hearted and will take care of the injured disciple." The lovely voice of the master rang in Chen Yin's ears.

He was stunned for a long time, and asked hesitantly:

"Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"If you don't want to lie down, get off now."

"……sorry."

But I have to say, Master’s thighs are really fragrant.

The sea of ​​consciousness, which had been a little hazy at first, became clear the moment it rested on the master's thigh.

Through the hem of the skirt, one can clearly feel how delicate and soft those slender thighs are.

The top of his head was still resting on Master’s belly, which felt soft and fragrant.

Chen Yin suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong in just letting things go on like this.

"Come to think of it, why am I in the pond?"

"I kicked you in. So you can calm down for a while."

"What?"

"The drug you took last night was an aphrodisiac. You got high and ran down the mountain. You raped more than a dozen decent women that night, even those in their sixties and seventies. In order to prevent the government from arresting you, I beat you up and threw you into the pond to cool off."

Chen Yin was immediately terrified: "What the hell? Really?"

"fake."

The master lowered his eyes nonchalantly: "But at least learn your lesson and don't take any drugs next time. If something goes wrong, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Chen Yin shrank his neck in dismay, as if he was really frightened by what his master had just said.

If I really did something like this, it wouldn't be something that could be solved by restarting the game. Restarting the game a dozen times wouldn't be enough to atone for my sin.

"But it's really hard to enter the Great Purity Realm."

He lazily enjoyed his master's thighs and complained, "It feels like it would take a year or two just to get there by taking drugs. How can it be done in a year?"

The master hesitated for once.

"If you really feel too much pressure, you don't have to force yourself."

"At worst, I'll ask Qing Mei Niang to find you a void barrier, and you can just hide inside it."

Chen Yin didn't know when exactly "that time" she was talking about was.

But he still shook his head: "Forget it."

“I don’t like hiding behind.”

The master lowered his head, his hair falling on Chen Yin's cheek. Besides the faint fragrance of the misty flowers, there was also a slight itchiness.

“It will be very dangerous.”

"Then let's die together. Tell everyone that I also died for love with Yu Ling, the number one immortal in the world of immortal cultivation. That's enough."

"You don't think this is romantic?"

"So you don't deny committing suicide for love?" Chen Yin stared at her with a smile.

The master was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily and twisted his ear hard.

"You stinky boy, you even dare to take advantage of your master?"

After Chen Yin bared his teeth, he said aggrievedly: "I just wanted to tease you because I saw that you were unhappy."

The master was stunned for a moment, and then he slowly lowered his head after a long time.

"Is it... so obvious?"

"Not obvious." Chen Yin paused, then said calmly, "But I am your apprentice."

Ten years have passed since you picked me up.

It has been more than 20 years including both lives.

...Perhaps no one knows you better than me.

It's not that you won't be sad.

It's just that I'm the only one who notices that you're unhappy.

The master's cherry lips opened slightly, then pursed them silently after a moment.

"You little brat, who did you learn this half-baked way of making girls happy from?"

"Self-created." Chen Yin puffed out his chest proudly.

"No wonder I can't even get a wife after all these years. It's hopeless. Let's start over."

Chen Yin shrank back dejectedly again.

The wind was gentle and the clouds were light. The goldfish in the pond did not avoid Chen Yin at all. They swam leisurely to his side, then suddenly flew away, splashing ripples.

Chen Yin lay there for a while before suddenly asking, "What happened yesterday?"

"What else can you remember?"

"I can't remember anything."

"Then nothing happened." The master looked normal.

Chen Yin suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What are you doing here?

"Nothing happened. Why do you look so weird today? And why are you so gentle to let me rest my head on your thigh?"

“I still say the same thing,” Master’s eyebrows knitted together, “If you don’t want to lie down, get off right away.”

"…Why are you so fierce?"

Chen Yin sighed: "I really have no memory of yesterday. I can't remember anything."

"I shouldn't have hurt you, right?" He spoke cautiously.

He was really a little scared.

If he hurt his master Xiang'er because of his rampage, he would never forgive himself.

The master looked at the brat who was usually fearless, but was now secretly glancing at him with a cautious look, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"You little brat, you think you can hurt me? You don't really think that Master is as weak as you think, do you?"

"Then why did you..."

Before Chen Yin finished speaking, she interrupted him:

"If you really can't remember anything, then nothing happened."

The master stretched out his little hand and gently covered his eyes.

"Don't think about it, got it?"

Chen Yin nodded reluctantly.

……broken.

I felt that after hearing what Master said, I felt like I had really done something extraordinary.

He wouldn't really do anything bad, would he?

The next moment, the little hand twisted his ear again.

"Little brat, didn't I tell you not to think about it?"

“It hurts, it hurts… How do you know what I’m thinking?”

"Master has special abilities." The master snorted.

Chen Yin narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Then do you know what I'm thinking now?"

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