Qin Lang's words that night were still in his ears.
After that, Qin Lang no longer let Lang Qianxing cook and wash dishes but practiced with Bo Yi and Zhong Yi and the others. While they were cultivating - senior brother Zhong Yi watched - while Qin Lang forged weapons for the three of them in the Sword Casting Hall in Qingyun Peak.
The role of Yun Jue was considered to be the most comprehensive one of Tianyun Sect, and he was an extremely talented super scholar. Dan Xiu, Fu Xiu, Item Refiner, Array Master, and Sword Xiu, the most elite of the Tianyun Sect, were not as good as Yun Jue.
The reason was because Yun Jue had a pure mind and only focused on cultivation, unlike other people in the sect, who still had a lot of chores in thier heart.
The state of mind was like a container for water, and water was the cultivation base. The higher and wider the state of mind, the more water it could hold. And the level of the cultivator was the ratio of water to container.
So even if Yun Jue was in the late stage of God Transformation, in fact, his cultivation base was already equivalent to the Transcendental Tribulation stage. The sword forged by him was impossible to defeat.
Zhongtianjing was not divided into four seasons by weather and most places were like spring in all seasons, and the same was true for Tianyunzong.
The place to practice that day was the meditation bamboo forest of Qingyun Peak. The bamboo forest moving with the wind was indeed easier for people to calm down.
But this did not include Lang Qianxing.
"Qianxing?" As soon as Zhong opened his eyes, he saw Lang Qianxing in a trance again, frowning, "What happened today, it's the third time."
"..." Lang Qianxing, who was caught - smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I can't help but think of Master."
Bo Yi was disturbed by their conversation, so he simply stopped and asked Lang Qianxing: "Master? Why are you thinking of Master?"
"Aren't you all curious about what Master does every day?" Lang Qianxing asked, "I could still see him at Qingyun Peak before, but I haven't seen him these days."
Boyi snorted: "I thought it was something that made master happy. When my brother and I encounter problems in our cultivation, he would come to give advice. A few days ago, he was here probably because you came."
"Is that so?" Lang Qianxing was still a little puzzled.
Zhong took a look at him and reminded: "Okay. Master is also a monk and he must be cultivating on weekdays. You and I still have to work hard, don't be slack and humiliate Master."
Bo Yi sat up straight: "Senior brother is right! Seriously..."
"However, I seem to have seen Shizun go to the Sword Casting Hall two days ago... That's why I was wondering if Shizun was refining weapons, and I wanted to see him." Lang Qianxing scratched his head.
His tone and expression were perfectly in line with an ordinary disciple who had arrived at Qingyun Peak from the Heavenly Pole Division, and was still not daring to look left and right in front of his master.
He pretended to have a life without the slightest doubt.
Zhong Yi and Bo Yi smiled unexpectedly, "Looking at how natural you were when you came, we all thought you weren't very curious about these things."
Lang Qianxing was a little embarrassed: "How is it possible, the master is the Taoist of the Tianyun Sect. Qingyun Peak is one of the four peaks. When I first came, I was afraid that you would joke that I had never seen the world."
"Actually, it was the same when we first came here." Bo Yi accepted him even more when he looked like that, "I'll take you to Qingyun Peak in a while. Let's take a good look at Qingyun Peak. There are only a few of us in Qingyun Peak, except for the usual ones. You can go to the library training room and the Master's yard, and there are still many places in Qingyun Peak that we cannot enter."
"Yeah." Zhong nodded, "Bo Yi is right, I should take you around, lest you accidentally break into Master's forbidden area and be punished."
Lang Qianxing suppressed the light in his eyes and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank the two senior brothers."
"We can enter the outer hall of the Dan room, the pill furnace and medicinal materials can be used for trials, but we cannot enter inside." Bo Yi pointed to the door blocking the inner hall to Lang Qianxing, "It's all precious. They are the medicinal herbs that the master said that after we have learned all the pill recipes in the outer hall, we can go in."
Lang Qianxing nodded, indicating that he remembered it and followed Boyi to another place.
"Well, you must have been to the Book Collection Pavilion. There are no restrictions here, and all books can be read. Although the master didn't say whether we could take the books away, my brother and I read here every time. But if you take it out, don't accidentally loose it."
When they went up to the second floor of the bookstore, they happened to see the Sword Casting Hall.
"You have seen the Sword Casting Palace, you can't go there casually." Boyi said, "You can't even if you want to go in and take a look. The swords with sword spirits will attack you as soon as you enter. Senior brother and I were attacked too. When I first came, Master didn't care about us very much, so I secretly went there once out of curiosity and I was almost cut by hundreds of swords. If Master didn't arrive in time, you wouldn't be able to see my senior brother and I today."
Lang Qianxing laughed out loud.
"Laugh! Just laugh. If I don't tell you today, maybe you will be chased by those swords one day!" Bo Yi blushed slightly, saying that his dark history would be remembered by his younger brother. As a result, he was not unexpectedly laughed at by his junior brother. He was also very sacrificed when he was a senior brother.
"Yes, what my brother said is true." Lang Qianxing clenched his fist to his lips, as if he did not feel the majesty from his brother.
Senior brother turned his head in anger and walked downstairs, muttering something but Lang Qianxing didn't hear it clearly.
Lang Qianxing chuckled lightly and was about to follow them downstairs when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure in the Sword Casting Hall.
The naked upper body, the blue silk was sticking to the smooth back with sweat and Yun Jue was obsessed with hammering something.
Originally, the four sides of the Sword Casting Hall were closed, and the building materials were not ordinary wood, but stone. The high temperature during casting would make those wooden windows and doors unbearable, and the closed secret space would also allow the blacksmith to concentrate more. Therefore, there was only one square window in the Hall of Casting Swords.
The small window and the short distance allowed Lang Qianxing to see Qin Lang's figure completely.
However, he may have been casting it right with his concentration and he didn't notice or pay attention to Lang Qianxing's peeping gaze.
"Qianxing?" Bo Yi leaned on the stairs he stretched his neck and looked upstairs, "Why haven't you come down yet?"
"Here, Senior Brother..." Lang Qianxing responded and went downstairs. He didn't want Bo Yi to come upstairs again and let him see Yun Jue's appearance from the small window just like him. Although, he couldn't tell where this strong consciousness came from.
Boyi took Lang Qianxing to many places in Qingyun Peak.
The final location was Houfeng.
"Where is that?" Lang Qianxing asked when he heard the faint sound of water in front of him.
"There is the stone cave where the master retreats and in front of the cave is the spiritual spring." Boyi reminded, "That's where we can't go, so I'll only show you here, you have to remember it."
Lang Qianxing pretended not to understand: "Why? Shizun has not retreated now."
"Cough," Bo Yi blushed slightly, "but sometimes Master will bathe in Lingquan. Of course we can't go."
Lang Qianxing nodded clearly: "I'll remember senior brother."
Bo Yi pointed to the side not far from the stone cave: "There is Siguo Cliff, if you don't make a mistake, you can see the scenery there."
As soon as Bo Yi finished speaking, he took Lang Qianxing and left Houfeng. Lang Qianxing seemed to be quiet along the way but what he kept thinking about was Yun Jue's half-naked and sweaty appearance in the Sword Casting Hall.
Yun Jue's skin was fair, and on the surface, his figure was not strong, but he was not thin even after taking off his clothes. Although it was only a glance from a distance, the smooth lines of his back and the slender waist seemed to be engraved in Lang Qianxing's mind and could be clearly recalled inadvertently.
In his previous life, even though he loved Yunhua so much at the beginning, he never had such a strong urge-to see Yun Jue being pressed down by him... He was so ruthless that his long hair was wet with sweat and sticking to his back. The coldness between the eyebrows was dyed with a seductive charm.
His thoughts were really dirty, Lang Qianxing got up from the bed and thought so.
However, the smile on his face and the footsteps that turned to Houfeng, which Bai Bai took him to, did not mean to stop in the slightest shame.
As if to cooperate with his shameless thoughts, the stars and moon on Qingyun Peak were covered by the clouds and mists floating in the night sky, leaving only extremely hazy light.
He was coming.
The sound of water coming from the Lingquan in front was different from the one heard during the day.
During the day, it was the sound of the water emerging from the spring in the pool, but at this time, there were more slender water droplets falling into the water surface, even the sound of water was stirring from time to time.
Lang Qianxing's slanted smile spread, and he carefully stepped into the secret place.
Fortunately, there was no restriction near Lingquan. Lang Qianxing passed through Xiaojing smoothly and saw Qin Lang naked in Lingquan.
He had to say that the sky that night was a bit too much for him. As soon as he arrived, the cloud covering the moonlight quietly drifted away again. The pure white moonlight hit Qin Lang's smooth body and the crystal water droplets ran down his hair. It slipped over his waist and submerged his buttocks, which were half-covered by the water, he waa so beautiful that he was suffocating.
Unfortunately, that was the moment.
Qin Lang washed his body and turned his head slightly. In the blink of an eye, he had put on his robe and stood behind Lang Qianxing - looking at him silently.
Lang Qianxing swallowed without a trace, he turned around and hurriedly glanced at Qin Lang - then knelt at his feet not saying anything to admit his mistake nor to justify himself for going the wrong way.
Suddenly someone broke in and before Qin Lang could put on his shoes, Lang Qianxing stared at his feet. Qin Lang was a little cowardly, "I didn't even show my whole body and he wanted to fuck me just looking at my feet. Was my hot gaze too much? Or was the effect of this A-level potion too fierce?"
System: "Hehe, it's not about the product, please don't throw the blame on it." Don't you have any points in your heart to seduce yourself?
Qin Lang especially wanted to retract the few toes protruding from the hem, but it was obvious that Yun Jue would not do such a thing, so he could only pretend to stare calmly at Lang Qianxing's lowered head, not listening to him. With an emotional tone, he said, "Kneel for four hours." Then he tossed his sleeves and walked barefoot on the green grass within Lang Qianxing's line of sight.
After Qin Lang left, Lang Qianxing raised his head and looked back at Lingquan, imagining how beautiful Qin Lang was when he was still in the water.
Four hours, such a light punishment would only make him gain an inch, Master.
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Oh Lang Qianxing... That's what he wanted from the start!
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