A faint smile appeared on Lu Qingye's face, and he called Gu Changheng "Master" from a distance.
The sound of master made Gu Changheng's pupils shrink suddenly.
An indescribable emotion surged in my heart again.
Just at this moment, he noticed an old monk suddenly appeared behind his disciple.
The monk had an unfamiliar face, but the aura around him was that of the Nascent Soul stage, and was not weaker than him at all.
The other person's temperament was different from that of ordinary monks, and he immediately thought of the alchemy master Wenren Yuanjing.
He moved his fingers behind him and pursed his lips.
Zhenjun Canglan on the side seemed to feel a chill, and he tilted his head.
"you're not feeling OK?"
His question was so confusing that Si Wei couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Canglan didn't even think about who Gu Changheng was. He was a ruthless and desireless guy. Could he feel the emotions and desires of a normal person? Still in a bad mood?
Gu Changheng was slightly startled. Is this... a bad mood?
Seeing him stunned, Canglan frowned.
Are you really in a bad mood?
The spirit boat landed safely outside the gate of Shangyao Sect, and the disciples on board got off the spirit boat in an orderly manner.
The moment he landed, Lu Qingye couldn't help but exhale.
Although she was used to the life of a monk flying in the sky, she still liked the solid feeling of stepping on the earth.
Wenren Yuanjing next to her felt a line of sight when he was on the spirit boat. At this moment, of course he also saw the cold-faced Gu Changheng.
His beard curled up, and his eyes narrowed as he seemed to remember who the other person was.
"Qingye."
Lu Qingye suddenly heard Wenren Yuanjing calling her and subconsciously turned to look at him.
"Master?"
Wenren Yuanjing found that whenever he heard Lu Qingye call him master, he felt very comfortable.
Especially at this time, Gu Changheng, who was not far away, was still looking at the two of them.
"Remember to read the elixir prescriptions that my teacher gave you from time to time. During the next period, my teacher may be very busy and cannot supervise your alchemy refining. You have to be more conscious. Next time, my teacher will do random checks."
With a smile on his face, he was also teaching Lu Qingye in the name of master at this moment. From the perspective of others, the relationship between the two masters and apprentices was very harmonious.
Le Feng on the side also discovered the somewhat childish thoughts of this old senior.
Wenren Yuanjing deliberately wanted to make Gu Changheng angry, but his words were also true.
Lu Qingye understood that in the next time, Uncle Lefeng would take his master to treat Uncle Jiu Ru's injuries.
Uncle Nine Confucians' injuries were serious. The last time he was in Qianhai Sect, all the alchemy masters were unable to do it. Even if Wenren Yuanjing took action, it would be a bit tricky.
When an alchemist is treating an injured person, it is taboo to be distracted.
Lu Qingye nodded solemnly.
"Master, don't worry!"
Wenren Yuanjing nodded.
Le Feng had already told him about Jiuru's injury on the way, and he had some calculations in his mind. I'm afraid it would take a long time to treat Jiuru this time.
Fortunately, Lu Qingye is also a disciple of the Shangyao Sect. Even if he goes into seclusion, the Shangyao Sect will protect her.
Fu Yichen had quickly walked to Gu Changheng's side and bumped into Gu Changheng without leaving a trace.
"Junior brother."
Gu Changheng's pursed lips tightened.
Suddenly I felt a little aggrieved.
But the grievance was still too faint, making him feel unreal.
Le Feng has already greeted everyone to enter Shangyao Sect.
Now that Wen Ren Yuan Jing has been invited, the most important thing at the moment is to treat the Nine Confucian Senior Brother who is in pain.
