The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 13

The sound of water bubbling, crisp and pleasant, the water mist lingers, and only the vague and smooth back can be seen faintly.

Lin Zhiyan let out a long and comfortable sigh, and swiped his arms across the water. The warm spring water relaxed his whole body, and the water droplets hung greedily on his fair skin, as if reluctantly flowing down.

The water is rippling, looking down, you can faintly see two bright red spots on the white and thin chest, green and immature, tempting to pick.

Chu Mingyu who was walking here suddenly stopped.

With his cultivation base, this kind of defensive magic circle is not a problem, and Lin Zhiyan didn't deliberately block it.

The spiritual consciousness extended forward inertially, from hearing the sound of gurgling water to the boy's comfortable dark sigh, every bit of it came into his mind clearly.

Chu Mingyu's eyes were slightly dark, and he knew that he should withdraw his consciousness, but his consciousness surrounded the whole hot spring uncontrollably, and gradually touched the young man in the center of the hot spring.

Like a tentacle, the divine consciousness spread out a little bit of temptation. Seeing that the boy didn't respond, he became even more unscrupulous, covering the boy's entire young and seductive body, from the wet hair to the watery eyes, gradually slipping away. From the small and straight bridge of the nose, and then down, the spiritual consciousness lingered on the soft lips for a while, and then slid down without hesitation.

That divine sense is like a greedy child, licking the whole delicious candy carefully.

Lin Zhiyan suddenly felt that the temperature of the whole hot spring pool was slowly rising. He opened his eyes curiously, stretched out his white arms, and swam around the hot spring, enjoying the warm spring water flowing through his body, but he didn't found something unusual.

Hey, did I feel wrong?

The young man was swimming smoothly in the spring water. Against the backdrop of the mist, his youthful body, as smooth as porcelain, was dazzlingly white, like a charming little mermaid.

All of this was captured by a divine sense.

Chu Mingyu slowly raised his steps, symbolizing the noble purple cloud boots step by step, stepping into the defensive circle, but it was as if he had entered the land of no one.

Lin Zhiyan was startled suddenly and scolded, "Who is where?"

Chu Mingyu gradually emerged from the defensive circle, his black robes were slightly swayed, his handsome face was expressionless, he stood still by the hot spring, looking down at the surprised young man in the water.

The gaze is as real as it is.

Lin Zhiyan asked in surprise: "Brother, what's the matter here?" As he spoke, he slowly relaxed his tense body just now, scaring him to death, he thought there was no danger.

Chu Mingyu looked at the defenseless young man in the hot spring, the lingering mist couldn't cover the young man's rosy cheeks at all.

There is always a difference between vision and consciousness. From a condescending angle, the handsome young man raised his head and looked at him curiously. He could see his delicate collarbone at a glance, his cheeks were sticky with ink, and his bright red lips were slightly parted.

Rao Chu Mingyu was in a trance for such a beautiful scene.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird and unspeakable.

After a long time, a slightly deep and hoarse voice sounded: "Why didn't you come to me two years ago?"

Lin Zhiyan was taken aback, two years ago?

Chu Mingyu stared at Lin Zhiyan in a daze, his knife-sharpened handsome face was hidden in the shadows, flickering on and off, making it hard to see clearly.

Lin Zhiyan felt inexplicably dangerous, so he thought about it carefully.

correct!At that time, he had just figured out that he and senior brother Chu could just be ordinary senior brothers, but he felt that the two of them had nothing to talk about, and since the retreat was imminent, he didn't pay attention. Could it be that senior brother still cares about it now?

So the young man seriously explained: "Senior brother, I have figured it out. Two years ago, it was me who was too self-willed. Zhi Yan would like to apologize to senior brother."

After a pause, the young man added: "Besides, I had a feeling outside at that time, and I was about to retreat, so I didn't have time to see my brother, so please forgive me."

The clear and sweet voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, but Chu Mingyu just wanted to block the lips that kept opening and closing.

Since you have provoked him, don't try to get out of your body.

Chu Mingyu's voice became softer, "Brother just cares about you, now that your realm is stable, brother can relax."

Although it was gentle, but the tone was ethereal and empty, as if it contained some indescribable meaning, Lin Zhiyan felt a chill down his spine, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

He smiled dryly, shrank back slightly, and ripples of water rippled out, "Brother, since I came to Taixuan Xianzong and worshiped under the sect master, I decided to devote myself to cultivating , please forgive me if there is any offense."

Chu Mingyu's expression did not change, and he said lightly: "Xiao Yan, don't think too much, senior brother didn't mean to blame you."

"You have retreated for two years, and the master also cares about you very much. Now that you know that you have left the retreat, he sent me to take you to see him."

Hearing these words, Lin Zhiyan was slightly relieved, and planned to get up and get dressed.

Chu Mingyu still stood quietly, without any intention of leaving, Lin Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said in a soft voice: "Can I trouble you, brother, to move?"

But the tip of the ear was red, like an overcooked crayfish.

Chu Mingyu couldn't deny it, the hem of his clothes moved slightly, and he just turned around slightly, "Hurry up, Junior Brother, don't keep Master waiting for a long time."

At this time, Lin Zhiyan couldn't say anything. Looking at the tall and straight back of the other party, he hesitated for a moment, but quickly crawled out of the water.

Water splashed everywhere, Lin Zhiyan, who was lowering his head to wipe his body, didn't notice that his cold and noble senior brother's eyes were already bottomless, intertwined with deep desire.

The young man's body is as white as jade, shaking people's mind.

Until Lin Zhiyan put on the jacket, Chu Mingyu looked away regretfully, turned and walked to the boy.

Lin Zhiyan was so shocked that he almost fell back into the water again, Chu Mingyu chuckled, but his expression was calm, "Junior brother, be careful of catching a cold."

The broad palms touched the young man's wet hair, running his spiritual power, the water droplets evaporated in an instant, and the hair became black and smooth.

"Thank you, brother." Lin Zhiyan bent his eyes and smiled, looking extremely well-behaved.

Chu Mingyu stretched out his hand to put the robe on Lin Zhiyan himself, bent over slightly, and sprayed warm breath on the soft earlobe, Lin Zhiyan moved uncomfortably, but was completely imprisoned by the man.

"Junior Brother, don't feel burdened. You grew up in the Lin family and you are single. You are not used to the intimacy between brothers. This is what a senior brother should do for a junior brother." Chu Mingyu's voice had an inexplicable and convincing magic power.

"Really...Really?" The little white rabbit who was a little uncertain asked softly.

"Heh" Chu Mingyu was helping Lin Zhiyan tie his belt, his long arms almost completely embraced the young man, sniffing the fragrance of the young man, Chu Mingyu smiled lightly: "Senior brother, will you still lie to you?"

After all, he fastened his belt and tied a beautiful bow, which outlined the boy's beautiful waistline.

Standing up, the sense of oppression disappeared, Lin Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed smile: "Brother, I have been in seclusion for two years, and I have been somewhat isolated from the world. Brother, can you tell me what happened outside?"

Chu Mingyu led Lin Zhiyan to the main hall, and said casually: "It's nothing, but the disciple competition is about to start."

Disciple Dabi!Lin Zhiyan was stunned, this was the first step for the protagonist Qi Jinyang to lay the foundation stone. Starting from his disciple Dabi, Qi Jinyang slowly walked in front of the world, from a useless five spirit root to a genius praised by everyone.

Taixu Xianzong's disciples compete once every ten years, and the scale is grand.

The disciple competition is a grand event in the sect, used to select talents, firstly, the outer disciples, the inner disciples, and the true disciples compete with each other internally, and the rankings are determined.

Then the outer disciples can challenge the inner disciples, and the inner disciples can challenge the true disciples. Once the challenge is successful, the two will switch positions.

Cruel and true.

However, the inner sect disciples had almost no success in challenging the true inheritance, not to mention that those who could have been the true inheritance were all extremely talented and had different resources, so it was like a natural barrier to cross over.

But Lin Zhiyan knew that Qi Jinyang had succeeded in the challenge, and as an outer disciple, he became a true disciple, joined the formation peak, and became Chu Mingcheng's junior junior.

It shocked the sect and was once regarded as a legend.

Even though Qi Jinyang is the child of destiny, he is admirable. Others don't know, but Lin Zhiyan remembers the cruel description in the book.

He has been wandering since he was a child, tasted all kinds of cold and warm, entered the sect and was bullied by others, but became more tenacious, was framed by the villain, fell off the cliff, and narrowly escaped death.

Then he fought with wild beasts, struggled several times on the line of life and death, and the blue luan flower he picked by chance did not change his aptitude, so he was really unlucky.

Grinding everywhere made him grow up again and again, until the disciple Dabi returned with glory and crushed everyone.

Lin Zhiyan still admires Qi Jinyang very much.

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Seeing that Lin Zhiyan was immersed in his thoughts, Chu Mingyu thought he was worried about his disciple Dabi, so he couldn't help comforting him: "You don't have to worry, Junior Brother. There is an age limit for the disciple Dabi, and the age difference between challengers who leapfrog the level must not be three years old."

Because although Lin Zhiyan is highly talented, he can't stand his young age ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Lin Zhiyan regained his senses in embarrassment, and asked curiously: "Brother, has anyone challenged you before?"

After all, he seemed to think his question was a bit funny, who is Chu Mingyu?The stunning chief disciple, who has a distinguished status and a high level of cultivation, who would not have the eyes to challenge him.

Then he hurriedly remedied: "Senior brother is so powerful, no one will dare to challenge senior brother!"

Chu Mingyu smiled and said nothing, he patted the young man's head and said, "Xiao Yan will be even better than senior brother in the future."

The young man didn't know that his chief position was thrown to the outer sect when he was a child, and he got it from challenges one after another. In the last ten-year disciple competition, he tried his best and was seriously injured. It was taken from the previous chief.

Taixu Xianzong never looked at status, only valued cultivation.

It's just that there's no need to tell Lin Zhiyan, who has been held in his hands since he was a child, that he is pure and clear, and Lin Yunyuan tried his best to preserve his innocence.

Chu Mingyu's heart softened.

The two walked and chatted, and the atmosphere was harmonious, as if the barrier two years ago had disappeared. At that time, Chu Mingyu was proud and arrogant. He was a noble person, and he never couldn't get what he wanted. A little anxious, but lost her demeanor.

Now that he was sure of his mind, he deliberately put away his aggressive aura and became gentle and harmless.

The atmosphere between the two of them gradually became normal.

Lin Little Frog Zhiyan didn't know that he was being warmly cooked by his trusted senior brother, and when he realized it, it would be difficult to fly even with wings.

Chu Mingyu seemed to have thought of something, looked at nothing, the corners of his beloved little junior raised his lips slightly.