Jun Jiuyou was born with a rough fate, and his ability to observe words and colors is the strongest.
Although Su Qinghuan had been sitting silently in the distance since before, at a casual glance, Jun Jiuyou saw the woman's hair freezing frost, and even her jade carved hands were a little red with cold.
It can be seen that Su Qinghuan can't stand the cold weather.
……
Although Jun Jiuyou doesn't understand why Su Qinghuan, as an immortal, is afraid of the cold winter, it doesn't hurt if he picks up firewood and asks her to come and warm up.
After all, she had saved him twice before.
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At this time, Jun Jiuyou didn't realize that he was not as wary of Su Qinghuan as before.
If it's the usual way, don't say Su Qinghuan saved him twice, even six or eight times, it's useless.
He is always not afraid to speculate on the proximity of others with the worst malice.
However, he subconsciously didn't want to think too much about this cold looking female monk in white. Even a voice in his mind told him that if Su Qinghuan was really just for his good, it would be good to have more people around him.
Just
The gap between himself and Su Qinghuan is too big.
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This invisible natural moat darkened the young man's eyebrows and eyes.
His mind has always been deep. Now that he has figured out this layer, he doesn't think there's any problem with his kindness to Su Qinghuan. If he can, it's better to tie her around.
Unfortunately, he is too weak.
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Su Qinghuan was unaware of the young man's dark mind, but when she heard Jun Jiuyou call her immortal as humbly and claimed to be young, she could hardly hold her cold and arrogant look on her face.
"Fog grass, tong'er, did you hear that the future snake demon is so respectful in front of me? Incredible, incredible!"
"... poof, host, what do you have to be proud of? This is just a fantasy created by Jun Jiuyou. If he wakes up one day and realizes that he has been so humble to you, I'm afraid you'll have good fruit to eat."
“……”
Su Qinghuan shivered at the thought.
She coughed lightly, and her eyes looked at Jun Jiuyou calmly.
"You don't have to call me an immortal or call yourself a little one. Just be free."
The situation is stronger than others. She doesn't need to take advantage of Jun Jiuyou in terms of appellation.
For this moment's pleasure, it would be tragic to provoke the vengeful devil to retaliate wantonly.
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The woman's voice is like broken ice splashing jade. It doesn't have any meaning of joy and anger. On the contrary, it's so clear that it doesn't eat human fireworks.
Jun Jiuyou has never seen a person like Su Qinghuan. He looks noble and inviolable, and seems to have no airs.
Even... Even the sound is so beautiful.
Jun Jiuyou's eyes flashed a confused color.
"But, little... Er... If Jiuyou doesn't call you immortal, what should I call you? Dare you ask the immortal's name?"
“……”
Su Qinghuan frowned. The name is actually a person's initial mark. Although the real Jun Jiuyou had known her name, it is now a fairyland. If you tell Jun Jiuyou your name, you always feel that it is not appropriate.
After thinking about it, Su Qinghuan coughed softly.
"My surname is su. Since you want to cultivate Taoism and get rid of the world, call me Taoist friend Su."
Taoist friends in the cultivation world are as common as the word "classmate" in postmodernism. They are neither too close nor too alienated. They are a very appropriate and harmless social title for people and animals.
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Jun Jiuyou was stunned.
"Then I call you... Su Daoyou?"
Su Qinghuan nodded kindly.
"Well, Hello, Mr. Xiaodao."
Jun Jiuyou frowned. When he saw Su Qinghuan avoiding his real name, he felt a little disappointed.
Perhaps, in front of this beautiful and vulgar immortal in white, his humble existence is unworthy to know her name.
The desire to become stronger in the young man's heart has increased by another point.
Because of this idea, Jun Jiuyou clenched his fist and subconsciously gathered the aura around him.
Soon, a faint white light spot appeared.
When Su Qinghuan saw those light spots, he was surprised.
"You... Succeeded in drawing Qi into your body?"
She just went to pick wild fruits. It's just a fragrant Kung Fu. Jun Jiuyou is still seriously injured as a mortal, but she can gather and mobilize spiritual power in such a fast time. Isn't it too scary?!
Su Qinghuan immediately sighed with system 233 in his heart.
"Tong'er, the snake essence disease demon's qualification is really envious. Although he doesn't have the fire to the Yang body of Yan Hanzhou, he is also the favorite son of heaven."
Even when the original body just got out of the womb of flesh and bone, her father instructed her. Even her master specially found many natural materials and earth treasures for her and quenched the root bone.
Even so, it took the original body most of the time to gather the spiritual power.
The original master's qualification has been proud of by Qingyun sect.
As a result, under the comparison of such peerless wizards as Jun Jiuyou and Yan Hanzhou, it really looks a little desolate.
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"Do you mean that I have advanced to the first step of cultivating immortality?"
Jun Jiuyou looked bright when he heard the speech.
And Su Qinghuan immediately nodded.
"Yes, you can really step into the path of truth cultivation. Don't you find that your body is stronger than before after being irrigated by Reiki?"
In fact, these Jun Jiuyou have feelings. He is ecstatic and holds the treasure record of Qi introduction into the body. Unfortunately, it only records the method of how to introduce Qi into the body.
There are some training methods of talking nonsense behind, which are not true at all.
But Su Qinghuan won't be able to wake him up.
She just coughed.
"Now you have the ability to protect yourself in this mortal world. In that case, let's say goodbye."
"Ah?!"
Jun Jiuyou stared at Su Qinghuan in amazement.
He clenched his teeth and suddenly didn't care if there was gold under any man's knee. In order to keep Su Qinghuan, the boy fell on his knees and looked at Su Qinghuan with ruby eyes.
"Xianjun, since we meet, heaven shows that you and I are destined. Would you accept me as an apprentice? Jiuyou is willing to follow Xianjun."
“……”
Recruit?
Su Qinghuan's eyelids jumped.
She can't teach this Buddha.
What's more
Thinking of Yan Hanzhou thousands of miles away from the glacier, Su Qinghuan looked a little slower.
"I already have my own disciples. I won't accept other disciples in this life. What's more, your little Taoist friends have different blood and don't accord with my cultivation path. You and I'd better say goodbye."
With that, Su Qinghuan wanted to leave.
She can't continue to disturb the world line of this fantasy.
However
At the moment Su Qinghuan turned around, a dumb and cold voice suddenly appeared behind her.
"Is fairy Su so heartless? Your little apprentice is also a child of human demons, but you can accept him. Why can't you accept me?"
The young man's voice was as cold as immersion in ice water. However, it was not the sound line that made Su Qinghuan feel cold, but what the young man said!
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Her face changed slightly.
"Jun Jiuyou? Do you remember?"
Just when Su Qinghuan wanted to turn around, he found that he couldn't move up and down, and the young man's beautiful face appeared in front of him.
He was clinging to her back and his hands were gently wrapped around her waist.
"Yes, I'm back, my... Queen."