When Shen Ying woke up, it was already dark. None of the rabbits had disappeared, leaving only the man in the blood-stained white robe sitting in front of her, looking at her with a conflicted expression.
Shen Ying paused for a moment before she remembered who this person was. Oh … that pit.
"Where are the rabbits? Where did he go? " She turned her head to take a look and found that the house had been repaired. Moreover, it had grown in length and width from a small single-room hut to a large five-room hut. They were a group of good rabbits!
"They finished building the house. They were afraid to disturb your sleep, so they went back first." He pointed to the pile of ingredients in front of the house and said, "This was left behind by the Rabbit Monarch. It said that it's today's portion."
"Oh." Shen Ying scratched her head and stretched lazily. She walked to the pile of ingredients and picked one up. Frowning, she asked, "Why is it carrots again? Sigh … They really are a bunch of rabbits. Yesterday it was carrots, today it's white radishes. Holy shit! There were also green radishes. You won't be giving me purple tomorrow, will you? "
Yi Qing followed, his heart surging. Even a ten-thousand-year-old ice ginseng and a thousand-year-old green spirit could be treated as ordinary carrots. He was indeed a hidden expert.
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"Forget it, I'll just make do with it." Shen Ying, who really thought that it was a radish, sighed. She grabbed the radish with one hand and picked up the vegetable basket on the ground with the other. She was about to enter the house when she turned and saw Yi Qing beside her. She was stunned.
"Eh? Why aren't you leaving yet? "She said as she chewed on the carrot." Can't you leave now? Don't you want to go home and get a free meal? I only have carrots. "Saying this, she handed the basket in front of him, indicating that he could take whatever he wanted.
Yi Qing's heart warmed, and he hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed, "Thank you senior, but my meridians have already been repaired, so I don't need this."
"Oh." Shen Ying, who had no idea what he was talking about, could only guess that he didn't want to eat. She kept the basket and said, "Then goodbye!" She turned to enter the house.
"Senior Shen!" He shouted anxiously.
"Hmm?" Shen Ying turned around again. "Is there anything else?"
Yi Qing's brows furrowed and unfurled, as if he were in a dilemma. The expression on his face changed several times. Hesitation, worry, worship, anticipation, and other emotions flashed across his face. A moment later, he clenched his teeth, as though he had finally mustered up his courage, and knelt down with a thud, respectfully bowing to her. "Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"
"Huh?" She was immediately dumbfounded. What was going on? Accepting a disciple? What did he want to learn from her? Is it a waste of time to stay home?
"I am an itinerant cultivator. I belong to no sect or master. I am now a Golden Core sword cultivator. I am dedicated to the Dao. I only wish to use the sword in my hand to sweep away all evil in the world," Yi Qing said seriously. "I am fortunate to have met you, Senior. I admire your righteousness. If I may be so bold, I would like to take you as my disciple. I hope Senior will grant my wish. "
With that, he kowtowed three times in front of her and looked at her nervously and expectantly.
"Are you … joking?" The corner of Shen Ying's mouth twitched. Was this person's brain alright? He seemed to be allergic to carrots before. Would there be any side effects?
"Senior." His expression became even more serious. "You and I do not know each other, but you saved me from danger, helped me recover, and protected me. I, Yi Qing, will never be able to repay your kindness in this lifetime. "
"So … you want to repay my kindness with ingratitude?" He couldn't be thinking of relying on her, could he? You are so poor, your taste is a little crooked!
"Senior, please don't misunderstand," he hurriedly explained. "I really admire you, Senior. That's why I want to be your disciple. Not only because of your cultivation, but also because I respect your morals. "
There were so many cultivators in the world. Everyone knew that cultivating one's heart was the orthodox way to cultivate immortality. Just like when he entered the Dao, he wanted to sweep away all evil in the world as his Dao heart. He was an itinerant cultivator. He had seen many people who were virtuous and respectable, but in private, they were cruel and vicious. Often, the higher one's cultivation, the more one would forget what one's heart was originally. Eventually, one would be plagued by mental demons. But who in the world did not have selfishness? Who could always remain kind? He could not guarantee that one day, he would not be lost. That was why he would rather cultivate hard on his own than become someone else's disciple. Even if he was born with a sword body, he would rather not be involved in this karma.
But Shen Ying was different. Her cultivation had clearly reached a level that others could only dream of, but she would rather live in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests, even at the entrance of the Demon Realm. She did not pursue fame or fortune, was not afraid of death, and had an unshakable kind heart. She extended a helping hand to someone who had nothing to do with her. To be able to persevere to this point, what was the point of becoming an immortal?
The moment he found out the truth, his heart was moved. This person was like the only clear spring in this filthy world. He wanted to be like her, to always maintain this kind of heart, and even more, to be as strong as her. For the first time in his life, he had the thought of asking her to be his master. Asking her to be his master was the first thing he wanted to do apart from cultivation. He was just worried that she would not be willing.
"I sincerely want to cultivate with you. Senior, please grant me my wish!"
"Are you serious?!" This person is really sick in the head. What should I do? So troublesome!
"Yi Qing's heart can be summoned by the sun and moon, heaven and earth can bear witness!"
"Hehe …" Shen Ying's mouth twitched. "No!"
With that said, she turned and entered the house, closing the door with a bang.
What disciple! She had even repeated a year of primary school twice.
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"Exalted Immortal, what's wrong with Benefactor?" The Rabbit Monarch could not help but ask. It pointed outside the house. "He has been kneeling for three days."
"Benefactor?" Shen Ying was stunned for a moment before realizing that the rabbit was referring to Yi Qing. "What else can it be? He must be taking things too hard!" Ever since that day, this person had really been pestering her, insisting on being her disciple no matter what. No matter how she tried to persuade him, even to the point of using trickery, his determination to become her disciple did not waver. He had been kneeling in the yard for three whole days, refusing to get up no matter what. It had caused her to have poor sleep quality recently.
Sigh, if she had known, she would have fed him less carrots. Look at the aftereffects of this allergic reaction.
"Oh yes, where's the thing I asked you to bring the other time? Did you bring it? "She directly pulled the basket from its hands and started searching.
"I brought it, I brought it." The Rabbit Monarch hurriedly nodded. "How could I dare to forget Exalted Immortal's instructions?" With that said, it took out a pile of meat from the basket. There were pork, lamb, and beef. "I got my rabbit grandchildren to rush to the Mortal Town fifty kilometers away overnight to get this. It's still fresh!"
"Mortal Town?" Shen Ying turned to look at it.
The Rabbit Monarch's anus tightened. "I transformed into human form and exchanged the pearl given by the Clam Demon. I didn't alarm anyone."
"Oh, it's been hard on you." She picked up a piece of meat and immediately ran to the kitchen at the back. After munching on carrots for a few days, there was finally meat to eat, and it was pork. Immediately, images of meat dishes appeared in her mind. Chili stir-fried meat, red braised meat, boiled meat … Just thinking about it made her salivate.
But the problem was, she didn't know how to stir-fry it!
Gu ~ ~ (̄ ﹏ ̄) b
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