I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

But he did not go towards the furnace room, but went to an office.

"Dong dong!"

Duanmu Hongyu knocked on the door.

Immediately, a young girl's voice was heard from inside.

"Come in."

After pushing open the door, she saw that the office was in a mess. The floor was littered with fruit peels, fruit cores, melon seed shells, and other miscellaneous items scattered everywhere.

Behind the desk was a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old with her feet up on the table, holding a book and grinning.

The cover of the book reads "My Master is Too Serious". It is a new leisure book recently published by Baibao Pavilion.

For some reason, she always felt that the master in the book reminded her of her own cold-faced senior brother, who was usually so serious.

I didn't expect that such a person would be pushed by his own female apprentice.

Then his downfall began.

At first he had been avoiding the disciples with whom he had relationships, but under his disciples' repeated attacks, he gradually fell.

It’s just that this story is too short. Just when I was about to give myself a reward, it stopped.

Xun Qianran asked Baibao Pavilion, and the receptionist there said that there will be a sequel to this book, but she didn't know when the author would update it.

Damn it! She, Xun, hates people who break things up the most. It's so rare to find a little book that's not so conventional, but unfortunately, this is the only volume.

Out of boredom, she actually read the book several times.

I just hope that the author named Heian Daochang can update soon.

"Master, Senior Sister Luo is back."

"You're back, oh." Xun Qianran bit off a piece of candied fruit from her mouth and spit the core onto the ground.

Suddenly she had an idea, put down the book in her hand, and said, "Who did you say is back?"

"Senior Sister Luo." Duanmu Hongyu repeated.

When Xun Qianran heard that it was her nephew, she put away her cynical attitude, quickly chewed the candied fruit and swallowed it.

She tidied herself up a little and walked out the door.

But he didn't notice that he stepped on a banana peel.

"boom!"

As expected, she fell flat on her face.

"Ouch, it hurts." The Medicine King Hall Master, who looked like a little girl, felt like her butt was about to split open.

Duanmu Hongyu shook her head at the shameful appearance of her master. She picked up her loli master and said, "Master, let me carry you out."

The girl, with tears still in her eyes, nodded.

If she and her sisters had not known their master since childhood, she might have thought that this was a junior sister from the Medicine King Hall.

Master really looks too young.

It is hard to imagine that she is a powerful god who is over three hundred years old.

When Luo Xueqing saw her loli master again, she was still a little uncomfortable.

Before becoming a cultivator, she had heard that cultivators could maintain their youthful appearance.

But she really found it strange that her uncle still looked like a child after so many years.

The key point is that not only does the master look like a child, but her temper is also a bit childish.

The loli master in front of me has a bun on her head. She looks delicate and delicate, like a porcelain doll, and is very adorable.

"Disciple greets uncle-master." Facing this uncle-master who was much shorter than herself, Luo Xueqing had to bow ninety degrees, lest her waist was not bent enough to look down at the uncle-master and make him unhappy.

"Okay, did you bring anything?"

"Bring it."

In this case, others would definitely think that they were discussing medicinal herbs.

But it's not.

Luo Xueqing took out a bunch of snacks from her storage ring, mostly sweets, such as candied haws, red bean paste buns, brown sugar cakes, and various candies. She put all the food in a large bamboo basket.

Seeing so much food, Xun Qianran wiped her saliva and quickly put them into her storage ring.

The Duanmu sisters standing next to them were also used to it.

It’s no secret that Master likes to eat these sweets.

The best reward for asking her to do something for you is all kinds of sweets.

Then they got down to business.

"Master, I have found all the materials."

As she spoke, she had already taken out the materials from the storage ring.

Xun Qianran took a quick look and said in surprise, "I thought the secret realm of Suiyang Mountain should only contain crimson fruits and phoenix saliva flowers, but you actually found a wood-attributed demon pill as well."

"Hey, how come your demon pill is level six? It's a rare commodity."

The little Loli opened her mouth into an O shape. She picked up the emerald green demon pill and looked at it carefully, confirming that the huge power in it was indeed the demon pill of a sixth-level wood-type demon beast.

It is much more precious than the required fifth level, and the energy inside it is simply not comparable to the fifth level.

"Will there be any problem using a sixth-grade demon pill instead?" Luo Xueqing knew nothing about alchemy, but she knew that demon pills with the same properties would definitely be of higher grade and better quality.

There seemed to be emerald green liquid flowing in the demon pill, and it was crystal clear and very beautiful. Xun Qianran was fascinated by it. She played with the demon pill repeatedly and said, "It's not a big problem. If you use this demon pill directly to refine medicine, the energy inside is too huge. I'm worried that your master will be too weak to absorb it."

"But you are very lucky. I, your uncle, happen to have dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. I can absorb the excess spiritual energy in the demon pill and leave enough for refining the pill."

In this way, not only can she practice, but she can also refine the elixir at the same time, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Normally, demon pills cannot be directly refined by cultivators.

Because the demon pill contains the essence of the demon beast's demonic power, if you absorb it rashly, at best the demonic power will enter your body and damage your foundation, and in serious cases it may turn you into a demon.

But Xun Qianran is a seventh-level alchemist. She has her own way to eliminate the demonic power and retain the pure wood-attribute energy.

"Does that mean my master can be saved?" Luo Xueqing probably understood that the high grade of the demon pill would not have any negative effects.

The little girl put her hands on her hips and puffed out her nonexistent breasts, saying confidently, "Of course. Look who did it."

……

Zhao Kangping returned to Yaohua Palace, but he did not see his eldest disciple Luo Xueqing.

I guess she hasn't come back yet.

He was a little worried about how to tell Xueqing that he was actually fine.

He was even more distressed that he and Mengyao had crossed the boundaries between master and disciple. What would happen if Xueqing knew about this?

Thinking of discussing with Mengyao first, checking their testimony, and temporarily hiding their relationship from Xueqing, he went to Mengyao's residence.

Zhao Mengyao's door was open. When Zhao Kangping walked in, he saw her writing something at the desk.

Hearing footsteps, Zhao Mengyao raised her head and saw that her master had walked in at some point.

She quickly put away the brush on the table and closed the half-written book, not caring that the ink had not yet dried.

Zhao Kangping didn't know that his apprentice was also an amateur writer. He just thought she was practicing calligraphy and didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, both of them felt very guilty.

The master felt vaguely guilty because his disciple's evil value had increased again, and he felt like he had gone out to cheat on his wife.

The disciple lost because she arranged in the book that the master would fall step by step and become a useless person who could not survive without the disciple.

Both of them didn't know how to start.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Chapter 36: Can’t Go Back?

"Master, please speak first."

In fact, Zhao Mengyao was not very angry. She knew that her master would not be able to run far and would definitely come back.

Just like he used to go out often to look for his master, but he would always come back no matter how long it took.

And the master has already promised her that he will not look for the grandmaster again.

Zhao Kangping didn't know where to begin when his disciple was so humble. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Xue Qing has returned and is in the Medicine King Palace."

When Zhao Mengyao heard that it was her senior sister, her face looked visibly unhappy.

If she were to ask who she hated the most in the Zi Yang Holy Land, it would definitely be her senior sister.

Her senior sister is the number one disciple of this generation in Ziyang Holy Land and is a typical child from other people's families.

But what about Zhao Mengyao? In the eyes of others, she is the weakest direct disciple, even weaker than some inner disciples.

The two of them are often compared. Although they have the same master, there is a world of difference between them.

As a model of a poor student, she has long been ridiculed by people.

She has heard too much of those cold words.

But when others mention my senior sister, I always give her a thumbs up unconsciously.

Even the master often praises my senior sister for her excellence.

An emotion called jealousy took root in her heart.

In the past, she was indeed jealous of her senior sister who could receive so many flowers and applause.

Of course, she still felt a little jealous, but that feeling had subsided somewhat because she had finally found a way to surpass that woman.

That was the Master, and she got the first bite of the soup from the Master.

"Oh, is it your eldest niece who is back?" She said this in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

Zhao Kangping's father and Luo Xueqing's grandfather were once close friends who shared weal and woe. They were both independent cultivators from the same area.

When Zhao Kangping was a child, he was a playmate of Luo Xueqing's father.

But with the family changes of the Zhao family, his parents died, and he was adopted by his mother's friend for a while and then sent to the Ziyang Holy Land.

Later, Zhao Kangping gradually became estranged from his childhood playmate.

It was not until more than thirty years ago that Zhao Kangping failed to break through the realm of refining emptiness during his retreat. After coming out, he returned to his hometown to look for old friends.

As a result, he saw something happened to the Luo family on the way.

When he arrived, Luo Xueqing's father had been killed by his enemies.

The enemy also took a fancy to the fourteen-year-old Luo Xueqing and wanted her to marry him as his eighteenth concubine.

It was Zhao Kangping who stopped the wedding procession and took Luo Xueqing to find the enemy.

With the help of Zhao Kangping, Luo Xueqing killed the enemy with her own hands.

After that, Luo Xueqing followed Zhao Kangping to the Ziyang Holy Land and became his disciple.

Hearing the second disciple's teasing, Zhao Kangping rolled his eyes and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. I don't want her to know about the relationship between us yet. Let's return to our previous state for the time being."

But is it really possible to go back?

Both of them thought of it at the same time.

Zhao Mengyao pretended to be confused and asked, "We were like that before?"

That feeling of keeping a distance all the time, being right in front of you but unable to hug you.

She was very disgusted with these ethical principles between masters and apprentices.

Why can't a disciple and a master fall in love?

They are not related by blood, so who would be bothered by being together?