The Demon He Can’t Forget

Perhaps it was because the cave was too boring, or Xi Huai finally determined that Chi Muyao had no plot against him, and Xi Huai took the initiative to talk to Chi Muyao, "What's your name?"

Chi Muyao didn't want to tell him his name, so he could leave a way for himself.

In the unlikely event that he could really leave, and he did not fall when he left, the less information left, the safer he will be. If he can't be found, Xi Huai can no longer trouble him or chase him down.

"I'm ranked ninth under the master, you call me Xiao Jiu." He thought about it, he was so much older than Xi Huai, he could be Xi Huai's grandfather in the mortal world, let Xi Huai call him Xiao Jiu It was a little weird, so he said, "Or you call me Grandpa Jiu... well, call me Ajiu."

Xi Huai didn't care what his name was at this moment, it was just a title, and he didn't care.

Xi Huai asked again: "Are you also wearing the pink martial art costume of the Hehuan Sect with a fan in your hand?"

"We have only one male disciple in the Hehuan sect, and I am not talented enough. There is no one in the sect all the year round, and no one takes care of me alone. My food and clothing costs are the same as other senior sisters and younger sisters. ."

His martial art clothing is a matching pink and white shirt, with peach blossom embroidery on his clothes, and a chain decorated with peach blossoms and white butterflies hung on his shoulders. The beads in the chain contain their martial art hidden weapons.

The Hehuan Sect loves peach blossoms, after all, peach blossom luck is their best luck.

Their martial arts instruments are also unified: Tuan Fan.

When the level of repair is high, the group fan can be disguised as a sword while concealing the identity. But his cultivation is not enough, and the magic artifact is still in the state of a group fan.

Xi Huai obviously didn't like pink clothes, and asked disgustingly: "Is a big man wearing a pink dress and no one laughs at you when he goes out?"

He grievedly replied: "I usually don't go out of the sect."

"Why did you join the Hehuan Sect? Doesn't the Hehuan Sect not accept male disciples?"

Chi Muyao answered the wrong question: "I said I look pretty good, do you believe it?"

"Being able to join the Acacia Sect, you will naturally look good." Xi Huai still recognized this.

"I was originally a mortal refugee." Chi Muyao hugged his knees and recalled the situation when he just wore a book. "I was born in a city invaded by war. I walked through the city. I was hungry and thirsty all the way. I was young and I was going to die. Later, the fairy came, but unfortunately they only accept girls. It was too uncomfortable for me. I also went in because of my delicate looks."

After Xi Huai was silent for a while, he seemed to understand, but he was still curious: "They never found out that you are a man?"

"When I brought it back and arranged a bath together, I found out. They wanted to drive me away. After all, they didn't have the cultivation mentality suitable for men. But then they felt that I was too pitiful, so I just stayed in the martial arts and did something. For internal work, I am responsible for the distribution of martial arts items in the sect."

In fact, the reason why Hehuan Sect left Chi Muyao was not because he was pitiful, but because he was so good-looking. It can even be said that he had the embryo of a peerless beauty when he was a child.

The impact of that appearance made Hehuanzong an exception for him, and the entire sect became his "face fan".

This kind of beautiful man stays in the sect to raise, and occasionally look at it will make people feel refreshed.

But he didn't say that on the one hand, he was afraid of appearing too narcissistic, and on the other hand, he didn't want to leave a message for Xi Huai.

Leave Xi Huai with the impression that he is middle-to-high-end. This is so large that it is difficult to find. After all, the entire cultivation world has excellent skin after cutting hair and washing the marrow, and the complexion is generally good. There are middle-to-upper-looking cultivators everywhere. , The beauties are countless.

Xi Huai asked suspiciously: "The old man said that you are very old and that you are about to end your life. Why do I hear your voice like a teenager?"

"A part of the Hehuan Sect's cultivation mentality has the function of maintaining beauty. The appearance of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect will stay in the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old, unless you specifically do it, otherwise you will not change."

The age status of the cultivation world mainly depends on the cultivation speed of the cultivator.

The refining period is a hundred years of life, and the foundation period is three hundred years of life.

During the qi refining period, he was promoted to build a foundation when he was a teenager, and his appearance would remain as a teenager, and there would be more than two hundred years to live.

But if he was promoted to build a foundation at the age of 70 or 80, his lifespan would have increased, but his appearance would remain old. The old man like Yaoweng is a dove-shaped noodle with a crane and chicken skin.

Cultivators with extremely high cultivation bases and young appearances are geniuses who can see their aptitude at a glance.

Among them, the Hehuan Sect is the only exception. Their appearance is the capital of their cultivation, so they are naturally very concerned, and deliberately deliberately studied the mentality of beauty for this purpose.

Xi Huai didn't know much about Hehuan Sect. Before meeting Chi Muyao, he had never put this school in his eyes.

Hearing this, he asked again: "Then how old are you this year?"

"Eighty-seven years old."

Xi Huai's always calm appearance finally showed a wave of fluctuations: "So old?!"

"..." On this day, just chatting to death.

In the realm of cultivation, there are many hundreds of years old cultivators everywhere, and the age of Chi Muyao is not too long.

But compared with Xi Huai, he was indeed a bit older.

Especially when the 87-year-old is still in the early stage of refining Qi, this qualification is afraid that it is difficult to build a foundation, and can only wait for the end of life. The benefit that Xiuxian brought to him was that he had no pain and torment before he died, and he was walking peacefully.

Xi Huai obviously gave up the idea of ​​letting Chi Muyao build a foundation to break the restriction, and was silent for a long time.

Chi Muyao felt that he should have been disappointed in himself, and once again frankly shrank in the corner.

Xi Huai didn't expect anything from Chi Muyao anymore, just asked, "Do you know how to cleanse?"

Immortal cultivators do not take a bath. In order to save time and concentrate on cultivation, they use small washing techniques instead of bathing.

Xi Huai has been locked here for some time, and has been unable to use his spiritual power, and naturally he has not washed it. Seeing that Chi Muyao is still honest, he decided to let him help.

He knows what Xi Huai means, but love can't help: "No, I don't have water roots."

"There is no fire or water, no wonder you have cultivated like this."

"Do you have it in your body? I'll help you draw it out." He asked actively.

Xi Huai replied: "My fire is Shan Linggen."

There was another silence between the two.

If you don't mention it, Chi Muyao still doesn't think there is anything. But when Xi Huai mentioned it, he also felt itchy on his body. After all, he didn't take a shower for some time.

When he hesitated, Xi Huai spoke again: "No matter, I will teach you Qing Zezong exercises."

If Qing Zezong finds out about another technique secretly, he will surely kill him.

He shook his head quickly: "I dare not."

"What are you afraid of what I taught?"

He thought about it a little, and finally agreed, and followed the method Xi Huai said to use the whole body's spiritual power.

He is a modern person, but he has been wearing books for 80 years, and he has some understanding of this world of comprehension. He has also learned the basics of the exercises. After hearing the mantras taught by Xi Huai, he will not know nothing.

Xi Huai thought that Chi Muyao was rotten wood and couldn't be carved, but he didn't realize that Chi Muyao learned very quickly.

Because he was impatient, he only said the formula once, and Chi Muyao memorized them all.

From this point of view, Chi Muyao's poor cultivation level was not because of his lack of intelligence. On the contrary, Chi Muyao was still very smart, and was completely delayed by his aptitude.

The qualifications are irreversible.

Chi Muyao practiced by himself for a while, stood up and pinched his fingers, really transferred the water, and used a small washing technique to wash himself clean, and after washing, he could control the water droplets not to stick to the body and clothes.

The discomfort is also much less.

He quickly fumbled and got close to Xi Huai, standing on top of Xi Huai's head, pinching his fingers, and using a small washing technique to help Xi Huai wash.

In the middle of the process, he suddenly realized whether he wanted to avoid Xi Huai’s wound, which made him feel distracted. The water was out of control, and suddenly gathered in one place and fell instantly, and it happened to fall on Xi Huai’s face. .

Xi Huai seemed to have been splashed on his face with a basin of cold water, and his cheeks and hair were instantly wet. The spray came so fiercely that it hurt his skin.

Chi Muyao was taken aback by this scene and wanted to control the water before returning, but it didn't work because of panic for a long time.

Xi Huai asked him in a deep voice, "Intentionally?"

"No, no!" He was scared to death, "I wanted to avoid your wounds."

"I can't cultivate at home, so I'm distracted?"

"I am sorry…"

The water was no longer under control, and Chi Muyao could only help Xi Huai wipe his face with his sleeves.

After only a few wipes, Xi Huai said irritably, "Get out of the way."

He believed that if Xi Huai hadn't been trapped, he had been burned to ashes by Xi Huai, and this master had done it.

He quickly rolled away obediently, very obedient, and even felt relieved.

It seems that if he doesn't talk to Xi Huai, he will be happy instead.

Xi Huai's spiritual power was sealed, and he couldn't help getting his head drenched. Fortunately, his special physique caused his body to be warmer than ordinary people, and the water vapor on his body would evaporate faster.

He simply lay on the stone bed and waited for the water to dry by itself.

Fortunately, the small washing technique has already run halfway, and he is not as uncomfortable at the beginning.

After Chi Muyao left for a few hours, it seemed that he slept against the stone wall. After waking up, he squatted in the corner and practiced the small washing technique alone.

Later, I seemed to be interested, and I cleaned the cave little by little with a small washing technique.

He also took the opportunity to understand the environment in the cave. The ground was fairly flat and the stone bed was in the middle of the cave. It seems that this place was originally used to confine people, and there are forbidden spells around it, and because of this forbidden spell, the cave is ridiculously dark.

Perhaps it was because I was sure that Chi Muyao's small washing technique was used well, Xi Huai was also a spoiled and grown-up, and couldn't stand his unkempt appearance, so he asked him to wash himself again.

When I asked, I was a little embarrassed: "You...can you wash me one more time?"

This is definitely the most polite time Xi Huai has grown up so much. When I spoke, I felt as if I was peeling the beans, and I was quite reluctant to peel them. One bean after another hesitated and fell out, and a word was said for a long time.

Xi Huai is not good at talking to people in this tone.

Chi Muyao also knew the temper of this master, so he didn't want to provoke him, so he complied with it.

With this relationship, the relationship between the two people gradually eased, at least not as embarrassing and alert to each other as at first.

Chi Muyao sat a little tired, and took out a cup-like bamboo tube from his chain.

In this bamboo tube, there is Tao Cheong Nong, which is unique to the Albizia sect. Each disciple of this bamboo tube Hehuan sect has one Tao Cheong Nang. The peach noodles in it will continue to flow out, endless to drink and useless.

He should have heard the sound, Xi Huai asked him, "What are you drinking?"

This is what it means to want to drink.

Chi Muyao shook the bamboo tube and made a sound of water waves: "Would you like to drink the Peach Stuff from the Acacia Sect?"

"liqueur?"

"It's a clear dew, a little bit of wine, it's not intoxicating, and it tastes great."

"it is good."

"But I didn't bring any other cups, you open your mouth, can I pour it into your mouth?"

"it is good."

Chi Muyao touched the black to the top of Xi Huai's head, roughly determined the position of Xi Huai's mouth, and then said: "Then I'm down, you open your mouth."

After waiting for a while, Chi Muyao poured some peaches for Xi Huai, and finally wiped Xi Huai's mouth.

This is Chi Muyao's first direct contact with Xi Huai, his thumb rubbed his lips and chin, and then quickly moved away: "Are you still drinking?"

Xi Huai did not answer, and fell asleep.

You can also say... drunk.

In the past 80 years, Chi Muyao has used Taojing Brewed as water, and other seniors and sisters of the martial art have also grown up drinking it. It was the first time that he knew that someone could get drunk by drinking it.

Wasn't Xi Huai created by the first madman to destroy the world?

Why is it poured in a glass?

Chi Muyao lowered his head but couldn't see Xi Huai's face, he could only hear even breathing.

After a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loudly.

The author has something to say:

Name?

Chi Muyao

age?

Uh... eight or eighty-seven, counting the sixteen years old before the book... centenarians.

Occupation?

The only male disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

hobby?

I like fishing the most! !

The owner of the fish pond?

No, no, literally, there are fishing rods, fishing baits, and sitting by the lake for a day in a daze. By the way, you have to prepare a bucket with water in it...

Name?

Xi Huai.

age?

Eighteen.

Occupation?

Chi Muyao's furnace tripod.

hobby?

Repaired with Chi Muyao.