During this time, Jing Yue has been practicing water tank Tai Chi.
Perhaps because of the water spirit body and the fact that he had practiced the Rain Movement Jue at the eldest lady's place, his cultivation results became more and more remarkable, and he was recognized by the saintly senior sister Chen Ruxue.
Senior Sister Chen really didn't put on any shoes for him. On the contrary, the two of them seemed to be both teachers and friends, and their relationship was not bearable.
But the relationship between him and Senior Sister Chen improved, but he received looks of contempt, envy, and jealousy from Wang Xing and his party.
On this day, Wang Xing gritted his teeth and said, "You said you like Saint Ye Ning."
Within the Taichu Sect, many old people regard the branch of the sect as a thorn in their side, but it is a different story among the younger generation in the Taichu Yard.
They quite like some of the ways of dividing the sect, such as opening up cities suitable for human habitation in the isolated Shu land. Which of the two saints is stronger and more beautiful is also a topic that young disciples talk about. .
Jing Yue nodded and said, "Yes."
"Then why are you tired of being with Senior Sister Chen?"
"Like Saint Ye, it does not affect Saint Shanshan from preaching to me." Jing Yue replied.
This statement was so unflattering that many young fellow disciples wanted to secretly put a sack on him and beat him.
You know, the saint Chen Ruxue is a famous "killer of boys and girls", and she can always capture the hearts of many boys and girls with her behavior.
Many of the local geniuses, such as Wang Xing, came to Taichuyuan in large part because of the saint Chen Ruxue.
Some of them have been staying here for many years, some were ecstatic because they said a word to Chen Ruxue, and some felt that the saint was interested in him because the saint took one look at him, as if they were in love with him.
It can be said that they have had countless fantasies about saint girls.
And these fantasies seemed to come true in Jing Yue, the newcomer, so their fantasies were more or less shattered.
Yes, they saw with their own eyes that Jing Yue and the saint, alone and alone, went into the woods and preached and received their vocations there.
Well, this obviously seemed like an ordinary thing, but when it happened to the Saint, they still felt pain.
It hurts too much.
Jing Yue, on the other hand, seemed to be ignorant of the blessings in his life, complaining: "I'm very tired, okay? I'm so tired that I don't want to move. I really don't want to go."
He is telling the truth. His body has always been restful, probably because the water spirit body is close to water, and Tai Chi is really enjoyable to play with water. These days, he seems to have opened a new door and indulges in it every day. .
Well, this feeling is just like when I was a kid, I was addicted to fanning cauliflower with a stick and imitating Sun Wukong with a stick. It is very exciting.
Along with it came fatigue and a slight cough. Yesterday, because he stirred too hard and too hard, his arms hurt. Damn it, his life span was shortened by two days.
Although playing with water still had a huge attraction for him, Jingyue didn't want to practice any more today, so he escaped from the woods with a look of being squeezed dry and came to the canteen to work.
That's how this conversation happened.
Listening to Jing Yue's complaints, several fanatic fans of the Saint Girl already wanted to strangle him to death.
Jing Yue had no time to pay attention to them, because it was time to go to the eldest lady and the saint girl later.
Very tired, okay?
On time, with precision, and with incomparable familiarity, Jing Yue entered the eldest lady's body.
To be honest, after knowing that the eldest lady was only a pine forest away from him, he was not as relaxed as before every time he came here.
Yes, this will make you feel less secure, and you will feel a little panicked if you have two things to do.
How should I put it, it’s a bit like the legendary “good online but timid offline”.
But don't be afraid, at least the saint girl is quite far away from him. As long as one party can't reach it, the boat will not capsize.
Jing Yue was already very tired and was about to come to the eldest lady to revive him on the spot, but his feet went weak and he almost sat on the ground.
He panted heavily with his eldest body, feeling that his body was also extremely tired, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so tired?"
"You're here!" Mu Qingqian said happily.
Because he was practicing water tank Tai Chi, Jing Yue told the eldest lady and the saint girl that he might be late, and received their understanding.
Well, their original words almost mean the same thing.
As long as it's not because it's another woman who's late.
"Well, I just moved ten pigs." Mu Qingqian explained.
"Shitou? Is your master so cruel?" Jing Yue couldn't help but complain.
During this time, he knew that the eldest lady's practice had been increasing.
From controlling water and moving one pig, to two to three pigs, and now to ten pigs, it is really embarrassing.
Hidden Rain Palace, whether it’s the name or the technique, has a smart and romantic temperament.
Outsiders also think so, because the water control skills of the disciples of the Cangyu Palace have a charm of fairy methods. In addition, they often dress up with fairy spirit, which makes people think that they are fairy-like existences.
But who would have thought that Hidden Rain Palace's water control skills could be practiced in such an unromantic way as moving pigs.
"This time we are moving wild boars." Mu Qingqian couldn't help but say.
"But it's good that you're here. I can take a rest."
Her body was being driven, so theoretically she could indeed take a break.
But the physical and mental fatigue still made her feel the same, so the two of them only struggled for a while before deciding to go back to sleep.
"It seems that we have to sleep together today." Jing Yue teased.
"Yeah." Mu Qingqian's voice suddenly became much softer.
With a bang, Jing Yue controlled the eldest lady's body and lay boldly on the big bed.
This time I lay down, I just felt as comfortable as lying on the clouds.
He assumed a habitual sleeping position with the character "太" (太), so the beautiful young lady on the bed lay there with the character "大" (大).
"We're sleeping on the same bed." Jing Yue teased the eldest lady.
"Um."
The eldest lady's voice couldn't help but become even softer.
Mu Qingqian and Jing Yue slept on the same bed, feeling so nervous and shy, but Jing Yue on the other side had already fallen asleep.
He was so tired.
After stirring the big tank for a long time and moving the bodies of ten wild boars here, the exhaustion was seamless.
Listening to Jing Yue's even breathing with his own body, the nervous and shy eldest lady finally couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell asleep.
Perhaps because she was lying on the same bed as Jing Yue, she didn't sleep deeply, but she was suddenly woken up by a sound.
The body still had its eyes closed, because Jing Yue was sleeping, but she heard her own voice as if she was talking in a dream.
"Saint girl."
"Saint girl."
...
Is he talking in his sleep?
At this moment, the eldest lady felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar.
It turns out that the person he likes is called the Holy Girl?
Just when she was feeling lost and sad to the point of despair, the other party suddenly called "Miss" again.
Mu Qingqian quickly calmed down and asked doubtfully, "Does the eldest lady refer to me?"
This is how he calls himself when communicating.
At this moment, a glimmer of hope emerged from the eldest lady's despair.
I still have some place in his heart.
Yes, even if she is far inferior to the saintly girl he called first, she still has some status at least.
The eldest lady thought with inferiority complex.
Immediately, a ray of courage appeared in her sad heart, like a small white flower on the cliff.
She had not liked fighting since she was a child, and was even afraid of fighting, but this time, she wanted to fight.
So she asked softly: "Who is the saint girl?"
