Chapter 290: Going against the disciple and deceiving the teacher
The master of the door cried.
Perhaps, at the beginning, she never thought that one day she would be bullied by her apprentice.
"You are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!"
"You will be despised by thousands of people in the world!"
However, when the critical moment came, the master of the sect didn't know where he got the strength to suppress Qin Yu, which shocked him.
He thought that the master's injury had improved and wanted to teach him a lesson.
Who knows, actually...
The hot spring scene reappeared.
"Master, what are you..."
Qin Yu stared at his sect master in shock, unable to react at all for a moment.
However, the master of the sect just glared at him fiercely and continued to do his own things, but ignored him at all.
Qin Yu felt unbelievable.
Originally, the master of the sect had an innate holy body, and Qin Yu could not resist it at all, but now, she gave up her advantage...
There is no doubt that she is asking for trouble!
……
……
Under Qin Yu's unbelievable gaze, the master of the sect raised her noble head.
Why look up...
This is a problem!
Then, the master of the door closed his eyes and began sensing nervously and carefully.
Sure enough, after a while, the warmth in the body increased.
Moreover, she could feel that as the two warm currents merged together, the injuries healed faster and the speed of physical improvement also increased.
Suddenly, the master of the sect, who had suffered so much, felt a hint of joy in his heart.
Her judgment was indeed correct!
Fortunately, she reacted in time. If it had been a little slower, wouldn't it have been a waste? !
hateful!
He also talked about repaying his teacher's kindness, and also said that he would heal his wounds and improve his bones. But in the end, this traitor just took care of himself!
But he didn’t think about her master at all!
When he opened his eyes again, he lowered his head and looked at the dumbfounded look of the traitor. The master of the sect stared at him and gave him a very dissatisfied look.
"..."
Everyone in Qinyu was numb.
He had no idea why he, the master of the sect, would be... like this.
It’s not clear what kind of mental journey she went through.
But so be it.
Whether it's visual impact or anything else...it's all filled to the brim.
"Master, have you read the Journey to the West storybook?"
"Huh?"
The master of the sect obviously didn't know why Qin Yu would change the topic, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
However, she originally liked reading story books, so it naturally aroused her interest.
"Let's say that when the four masters and disciples arrived at the kingdom of their daughter, the queen of the kingdom became obsessed with Xuanzang. She was restless day and night, and did not think about food or tea..."
"But Xuanzang said: 'The poor monk has devoted himself to Buddhism since childhood. He has no worries and the four elements are empty!'"
"The Queen is full of affection: You say that all four elements are empty, but you close your eyes tightly. If you open your eyes and look at me, I don't believe that your eyes are empty..."
The master of the door listened carefully, but as the plot unfolded, she felt heartbroken.
Tang Xuanzang was so stubborn that he repeatedly rejected the queen's affection and kindness.
soon.
The faint and intermittent sobs of the master of the door could be heard vaguely in the room.
No one knows whether those tears were shed because of the fate of Her Majesty the Queen in the storybook, or because of endless regret and reluctance for that passing relationship.
She was very sad.
Woohoo!
This traitor lied to her.
Finally, the sect master's tears were like broken pearls, flying and falling all over the floor. He cried until his heart was broken and his heart was broken.
What a mess!
……
I don’t know how much time has passed. The master of the door also showed a hint of fatigue. She gently rubbed her cheeks that were sore from talking for a long time.
He glanced at the careless rebel next to him with a hint of anger.
In the end, she couldn't hold on any longer. Like a tired kitten, she nestled on Qin Yu's chest and fell into a deep sleep.
Qin Yu lowered his head and looked at the master who was so close in his arms, within reach of the sect master, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved.
The master of the sect, who had made him think and dream about him day and night, finally gave him what he wanted!
The master's innate holy body is indeed very powerful. Even the third level pure yang divine body is still difficult to withstand!
Fortunately, she persisted in her... behavior.
It seemed that he had a slight upper hand.
It's not that Qin Yu doesn't feel sorry for his sect master, but every time he wants to remind him, the sect master will glare at him with an angry face.
It was as if she was blaming him for holding her back.
What else can Qin Yu do?
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
You can only follow your own master.
Only then did Qin Yu focus on the flames.
[Su Xihe’s love value: 30 (love)]
The first is the relationship value of the sect master.
Qin Yu is very satisfied!
There is a saying...()
He was convinced.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to get his master to fall in love with a rebellious disciple like him.
He continued to read.
[Destiny: Xiao Cheng (3/10)]
【Bird Divine Sword; Treasure Weapon (3/10)】
Sure enough, only by getting the ten innate holy bodies...
recognition.
Only then can the natal divine art and natal divine sword be improved.
There were only a few times when Qin Yu drew his sword.
However, every time the divine sword is unsheathed, it moves like an arm, smoothly and naturally, as if this is an instinctive memory engraved deep in the soul.
With just one sword move, he easily beheaded the elder of the Baijian Sect who was higher than him in cultivation. His power was astonishing.
Now, with the improvement of the Divine Art of Life again, I don’t know where it has reached.
After all, the power of the sword is already elusive for the monks in the entire ten areas of Qingmiao Palace!
In that moment of realization, Qin Yu felt that thousands of years had passed.
But this time, it's no longer about swinging the sword, but about the perception of the 'sword'.
My heart is the heart of the sword.
The heart of the sword is my heart.
Perhaps, this level can be called...the integration of man and sword.
The sword and I are inseparable and integrated into one.
Qin Yu only felt that with a single thought, the direction of the sword could split mountains and cut off rivers.
I don’t know what the next level will be like.
Qin Yu is looking forward to it.
However, this kind of thing is rare.
It is extremely rare, and there is no way to identify it. It just depends on luck.
Can get the third one.
Qin Yu is actually very satisfied, as for other things.
Just let nature take its course.
It was also strange. It was clearly recorded in ancient books that it was extremely rare and rare. Why did he meet three of them in the small Yunlan Domain? !
Could it be that he couldn't find any money when he went out, but his luck was reflected in this?
Afterwards, Qin Yu focused on his natal divine sword.
When he was a spiritual weapon, his natal divine sword already had a certain aura.
But now it has been upgraded again, with a layer of precious light faintly exuding on it, making it look even more extraordinary.
(End of chapter)