I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

If that wasn't enough, Xiao Wuyou's face looked normal.

It seemed as if he didn't care at all about resisting the sword intent.

The Great Elder thought that Xiao Wuyou would be shocked, ashamed and angry, and even thought that Xiao Wuyou would inform the Sword Immortal to punish him.

But I never thought that Xiao Wuyou would be so indifferent!

He knew he was testing her, but he didn't even frown.

This is not a question of temperament.

He was more like an elder, forgiving the child's mischief with a gentle smile.

In fact, once you think about it from this perspective, all the doubts that Xiao Wuyou had before have been answered.

No matter whether it was his tremendous cultivation, his extraordinary character, or his secret plan with the Sword Immortal of the Longyue Sword, as well as what Tianya and others said, they could all be matched one by one.

The Great Elder couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he recalled Xiao Wuyou's hint before he left.

'I am free and easy, that's all.'

Lord Xiao is definitely not a junior.

He didn't want this matter to be exposed, so he deliberately entrusted it to himself.

Although I can't see the reason, it's better to follow the other party's instructions for now.

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After returning to Wangyue Pavilion, Xiao Wuyou got back on track with his cultivation.

The magic sword has been completed and the luck is great. The only thing missing now is cultivation.

Although Junior Grandmaster said that the role of cultivation is very limited, Xiao Wuyou still wants to be prepared if he wants to take Heaven as his enemy.

Besides, if I don’t improve my cultivation, I will embarrass myself in front of my junior master next time.

However, the gap between the transformation of the spirit and the refining of the void requires much more effort than before.

Xiao Wuyou spent a whole day and night, and hundreds of drops of luck, to bring his cultivation to the great perfection of the transformation of the spirit in one breath.

But when it came to the last step, the speed of realm improvement slowed down all at once and it was difficult to make progress.

It doesn’t matter if it’s slow. At worst, I can just work harder.

But at this moment, a woman came to disturb his mind!

Xiao Wuyou was sitting quietly in the lobby, practicing diligently, when he suddenly smelled the scent of gardenia coming from the door.

That's the smell of cigarettes.

"Wuyou, you must have worked hard today. If you are free in the evening..."

"I'm busy." Xiao Wuyou's eyelids trembled slightly.

"Oh, I'm just asking." Liu Feiyan said sullenly.

It was quiet for less than a moment when a fresh and pleasant humming sound like a spring was heard.

"Brother Wuyou, I also made some delicious food today. If you are hungry..."

"I'm not hungry." Xiao Wuyou held back his saliva.

"Master, Master, stop practicing. It's the time to practice... Ugh!"

"I'll take Sister Momo away. Don't be too lonely by yourself~"

The sweet humming and seductive smile of the little fox girl could be heard from the room. Xiao Wuyou could even imagine what a beautiful scene it would be when the black and white ones were playing around.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes and howled in pain.

Women! Women are affecting my cultivation!

Xiao Wuyou was a calm and composed person. After being harassed by the four girls one after another, his mind became even more confused. Not to mention practicing, he was lucky to have good luck protecting him from going astray!

Xiao Wuyou jumped up without saying a word and ran all the way to the second floor where the junior master was.

Seeing Xiao Wuyou throwing sparks and lightning towards him, the young master who was eating pastries couldn't help but be frightened and his hair stood on end.

"Young Master! I want to go into seclusion! I will not come out until I enter the realm of Refining Void! Just leave Yan'er and the others to rot outside like you did before!"

"Can."

As the master, I am naturally very pleased that my disciple has such an awakening.

After the junior master set up the barrier, the girls really stopped bothering him.

Rather, Xiao Wuyou felt more at ease when being alone with his junior master.

Thinking back to the beginning, I also embarked on the path of cultivation under the supervision of my junior master.

In the beginning, he often lost his focus and slacked off, but under the encouragement of Junior Master Mu Jian, he was able to make progress in his practice.

Now that he was back under the supervision of his junior master, it didn't take long for Xiao Wuyou to completely devote himself to cultivation and start refining his luck.

Bei Ming Long Yue was watching his disciples practicing and felt the same sense of nostalgia.

In the beginning, Xiao Wuyou was just a kid who knew nothing about cultivation, but now he has become a great sword god.

I’m afraid there aren’t many days left for me to guide him in his practice like this, right?

Of course, I feel more relieved than sad.

Bei Ming Long Yue slowly took a sip of tea, gazing at the gentleman in white clothes shining vividly in the moonlight, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a soft arc.

It wouldn't be bad if time could just stop at this moment forever.

But time will eventually flow.

A few minutes later, Bei Ming Long Yue suddenly spoke.

"Wuyou, how is your practice going?"

Xiao Wuyou opened his eyes and said inexplicably: "It's fine."

Speaking of how my cultivation is going, can’t Junior Grandmaster see it?

"It's okay, just continue." The young master nodded slightly.

Xiao Wuyou took some time to calm his mind and began to gather his spiritual power once again.

"Wuyou, you have practiced well." But the young master spoke again.

"Um, is there any problem?" Xiao Wuyou wondered.

The young master turned his head and looked out the window: "Nothing. Just asking casually."

The air returned to silence again, with only the sound of spiritual energy flowing in the wind.

However, Bei Ming Long Yue's heart could not calm down under the stimulation of the evening breeze.

The silver-haired fairy pressed her flat chest, frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

Strange, why am I so anxious?

There is no reason at all, but I always want to talk to Wuyou...

That would disturb his practice.

Bei Ming Long Yue closed his eyes and began to practice, trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Concentrate on meditation, strengthen your heart of Tao, this mundane world has nothing to do with me.

After that, the only thing that appeared was a bright moon in Dao's heart.

From ten thousand years ago to the present day, Bei Ming Long Yue has practiced this set of skills more than a million times. For her, practicing is more natural than breathing.

This time, her breathing was disordered.

The bright moon was still hanging high in the sky, but under the moon were her disciple, her Taoist partner, and an extremely gentle embrace.

Chapter 36: Refining the Void (×) Intimacy (√)

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Bei Ming Long Yue was in great confusion and could not help but open his eyes. The gentle embrace in his heart also disappeared like a mirage in the water.

But when this moment really came, she felt disappointed.

I want to see his figure, hear his voice, and feel the warmth that belongs only to him.

When Bei Ming Long Yue came to his senses, his eyes could no longer leave Xiao Wu You.

But this is far from enough.

Bei Ming Longyue's smooth throat trembled, and he barely managed to resist the urge to call Xiao Wuyou again.

It would be fine for others, but as Xiao Wuyou's master, how could I disturb him in his practice?

But if you get a little closer...

That’s right, I just moved closer. I didn’t make any noise and didn’t touch him, so I wouldn’t disturb Xiao Wuyou.

Thinking of this, Bei Ming Long Yue finally stood up, lowered his breath, and quietly came to Xiao Wuyou's side.

The little fairy knelt beside him, looking at Xiao Wuyou's profile closely, as if she was appreciating a world-famous painting, with great concentration.

It is always night in the secret realm.

Under the faint moonlight, Xiao Wuyou's profile is so tranquil and beautiful, yet still masculine. Compared to his appearance when they first met, he is less cute and more mature.

No matter which one it is, she likes it.

But how can just watching fill the emptiness in the little fairy's heart?

Not long after, the soft little hand touched Xiao Wuyou's face.

Just as he was about to touch Xiao Wuyou, Bei Ming Longyue suddenly came to his senses, withdrew his hand, and felt annoyed.

After all, he was a cultivator, a ten-thousand-year-old swordsman, Xiao Wuyou's revered master. It would be fine if he didn't stick to his heart, but how could he not be able to overcome such a temptation? !

Bei Ming Long Yue turned around resolutely and walked towards his own cushion.

But, just for a moment, just for a moment...

As they were walking, the little feet in white socks suddenly stopped.

.......

Xiao Wuyou could feel that the seeds of Taoism in his heart were beginning to sprout.

Cultivation plays a certain role in the growth of buds, but it is not the key.

While practicing, Xiao Wuyou also did not forget to leave some luck to nourish the buds.

Luck also plays a role in budding growth, but it is still not the key.

To be honest, compared to his cultivation, this Glazed Sprout is his biggest trump card.

But Xiao Wuyou couldn't figure out how to speed up the development of this bud, so he had to concentrate on improving his cultivation.

At this moment, a faint fragrance and a soft and warm touch wafted from behind.

It’s like embracing the moonlight, beautiful and hazy.

Xiao Wuyou was so immersed in it that he opened his eyes unconsciously.

"Little Grandmaster?"

The girl behind him trembled slightly. After a long silence, Xiao Wuyou finally heard a whisper as soft as a mosquito's hum: "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. There's no rush to practice." Xiao Wuyou paused and said gently, "Compared to practicing, I care more about my young master."

"What happened?"

Although he didn't know what the other person was thinking, the young master's uneasiness could be felt from their close proximity to each other's skin.

"I...I don't know." The young master's voice sounded a little confused.

"I want to hear your voice, want to be by your side, want to... It's so strange, there is obviously no reason..." The young master couldn't continue, but just hugged Xiao Wuyou's figure even tighter, burying her small body in his back.

"There's nothing strange about this." Xiao Wuyou held the little master's hand, warming her anxiety.

"Because I am the same. We are already a couple."

"Hmm..." The young master let out an ambiguous whimper, which seemed to be shy and happy.

The carefree warmth immersed her body and mind, just like the warm spring breeze, harmonious and beautiful, making her feel at ease.