The Supreme Being of the Divine Dao

Chapter 50 The Master Summons
"The flowers stay, you can leave." Yu Jiao's voice was indifferent and without a trace of emotion.

"Okay, Fairy take a good rest, I'll see you another day."

Before Yu Jiao could answer, Qin Yan slipped away immediately, and the fairy accepted his flowers, so excited!
In the past, he sent so many gifts to the fairy, and the fairy almost never took a second look, and there was no slag left for burning... This time I just tried it, but I didn't expect the fairy to accept it!

He rushed back to his yard in one breath, Qin Yan's face flushed with excitement.

From the first time he saw Yu Jiao, he fell in love with her at first sight and couldn't help himself!

So he picked up the seriously injured woman in white, took care of him carefully, and rejected the many treasures that the woman had promised him, all he wanted to do was become a Taoist partner with her.

Only later did Qin Yan know that the woman in white was not a junior from an ordinary cultivating family, but a supreme elder of a mysterious hidden sect!
Fairy Yu Jiao not only has a high status and cultivation, but her temperament is pure and pure, and she is awe-inspiring and inviolable, and he, Qin Yan, is just a small inferior fox demon, and Fairy is completely different from the same world...

The reality is enough to hit people, and what's even more tragic is that Yu Jiao doesn't mean anything to him!

All these made the little fox demon very sad, but he still pursued it closely, losing and fighting again and again, hoping that one day he could impress Fairy Yu Jiao and bring her beauty back!
Qin Yan is a very stubborn person. Once he is determined, he will never give up. No matter how many times Fairy Yu Jiao rejects him, he will not be discouraged...

Under the influence of this illusion, Jian Qingya's consciousness gradually fell into a half-sleep and half-awake state, feeling everything in the outside world, but unable to make any movements.

They seem to be stuck in an established plot, and everything repeats according to the original trajectory.

The next morning.

"Yu Jiao, look what I brought you!"

Qin Yan walked into Yu Jiao's courtyard excitedly, took out a snow-white kitten and placed it in front of her, looking at her with burning eyes, as if his eyes were filled with thousands of stars.

"Presumptuous, I have warned you many times that you are not allowed to enter my courtyard casually."

Fairy Qing Leng's face was icy cold, and she waved her robe sleeves. No surprise, Qin Yan was thrown out of her yard again.

But Qin Yan didn't feel sad, because the little civet cat he tried so hard to find was not thrown out with him!
The corners of Qin Yan's mouth curled up, her heart jumping for joy, whether Yu Jiaocheng admits it or not, her attitude towards him has changed drastically without knowing it.

At this moment, a slight fluctuation disappeared in a flash, neither Qin Yan, who had a low cultivation base outside the hospital, nor Yu Jiao, who had a high cultivation base in the hospital, did not notice it.

However, the little civet's cute little nose wrinkled, tilted its head and said softly: "Meow~"

……

Throwing the annoying little fox demon out of the courtyard, Yu Jiao rubbed her brows with a headache, sighed, and looked helplessly at the cute little civet cat on the stone table.

The little civet cat is a very ordinary monster, unable to change its shape yet, its entire body is as white as jade, and a pair of big black grape-like eyes stares at her curiously.

For some unknown reason, Yu Jiao casually glanced at it and left it inexplicably, which was really not like her previous behavior.

It is quite troublesome to raise this little monster.

After all, it is useless at a young age, and it takes time and energy to feed.

Yu Jiao shook her head again, her fingertips flickered, and a sound transmission technique called the Immortal Attendant, "Bring me some animal milk."

"Yes, Fairy Yu Jiao."

The Immortal Attendant led the way, and after a while, he brought a bowl of the milk of the eighth-order liger and beast, and the milk was fragrant.

"Go down."

Yu Jiao waved her hand to close the courtyard door. She likes tranquility. Although her status is noble, she doesn't like these immortal attendants around when she has nothing to do.

In her courtyard, there are no extra decorations, only a monotonous black bamboo, as cold as her people.

Every time Yu Jiao finished her practice, she liked to sit and drink tea in the small courtyard.

Putting the animal milk on the stone table, Yu Jiao ignored it and drank tea by herself.

The little civet leaned over and sniffed the milky white animal milk, its eyes suddenly lit up, it took a sip, showing a very intoxicated look.

"Meow!"

The little civet barked at Yu Jiao, looking very happy.

It licked the big bowl of animal milk clean, and then happily jumped to Yu Jiao's side, arched her little head over her fingers, then turned its belly, lying on the stone table lazily basking in the sun Come.

The corner of Yu Jiao's mouth couldn't help showing a smile, "It's more worry-free than that little fox demon, so I'll call you Hairball."

"Meow meow"

At this time, the belly of the hairball was round and round, and the sun was shining, and the eyelids had begun to fight uncontrollably, but they still responded obediently.

The breeze in the summer afternoon carries the fragrance of bamboo. In this immortal land, there is no burning sensation, but a refreshing coolness.

Suddenly, the jade card of the martial art on Yu Jiao's waist flashed, and a serious and rigid voice sounded in her heart:

"Jiao'er, come to the teacher's Xiang Yunfeng."

Yu Jiao frowned slightly. Master has been in seclusion for a long time, why did he suddenly summon her today, is there something important?
Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, and immediately Yu Jian went to Xiangyun Peak.

Yu Jiao's courtyard was not far from Xiangyun Peak, where her master retreated. On weekdays, when master retreated, she was the guardian of the Dharma.

After a while, the beautiful woman with fluttering clothes rushed to the majestic hall on the top of Xiangyun Peak.

"Congratulations, Master, for leaving the customs. I don't know if Master called the disciples, but what do you need to explain?"

The majestic man meditating with his eyes closed opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of waves.

He looked at the only disciple in the hall who was respectfully saluting him, his stern expression softened slightly.

"It's been a while since I haven't seen her, and Jiao'er's cultivation has become more refined, not bad."

"Thank you for your praise, Master, it's just that Master..."

Yu Jiao looked at him worriedly, "Is it hopeless to advance?"

Her master, Daoist Cang Yin, has been trapped in the mid-stage of transformation for more than 600 years. If she can't advance further, I'm afraid...the lifespan will be short!
"Alas!" Cang Yin Zhenren sighed, "The road is difficult, if you want to go further, I'm afraid your master and me will have no hope in this life."

After saying that, he looked at Yu Jiao again, his eyes were quite meaningful, "Jiao Er, you are young, you can reach the middle stage of spiritual transformation, you are very talented, I just hope you don't follow in the footsteps of teachers, focus on the Tao, and don't do anything for anyone. If you are distracted, you can get it right as soon as possible.”

Yu Jiao was suffocated, and hurriedly cupped her hands: "Master, don't worry, there is only the Dao in the heart of the disciple, and nothing else! Master Hong Fu Qitian, will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties!"

"That's fine, you go."

……

After returning to her small courtyard, Yu Jiao felt uneasy for a while.

First, I was worried about Master's current situation, and second, I felt confused about the sudden panic in my heart when Master asked questions.

Taking a sip of the spirit tea, she sat dazedly at the stone table, wondering what she was thinking about, but it seemed like she didn't think about anything.

"Meow"

The hair ball rubbed over, licked her fingers, and Yu Jiao subconsciously touched its chubby little head.

"Meow meow……"

The comfortable black grape-like eyes of the hairball squinted, and there was a snoring sound in his throat.

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