It’s Not Easy Being a Master Chapter 87: Finger a hundred years

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Outside the hall, Mia is licking her little paw leisurely. Rolling in the comfortable flowers, a butterfly with glazed brilliance landed gently on his nose. Mia’s eyes almost turned into cockfighting, staring at the bold little butterfly on her nose, motionless, for fear that it would fly away.

Boom——Boom——Boom——

Suddenly the entire Yunxiao Pavilion shook violently. Mia staggered into the flowers, and the butterfly was startled, but the shaking continued. Mia finally got up in the shaking and raised her head. I saw a thick body slowly walked out of the Yunxiao Pavilion, and even more weird, there was a completely disproportionate head on top of the figure, it seemed… , The ghost shouted:

“Master! How did you become like this!”

Jiu Mei’s expression was almost distorted, and she ignored Mia, struggling to walk towards Gong Ningchu step by step, step by step as heavy as a mountain. Wearing this dress on Jiu Mei’s body, it happened to envelop Jiu Mei’s body and limbs. Not only did it not appear clumsy, but it showed a hint of dexterity weirdly. Not only did Jiu Mei not feel obstructed and inconvenient to move, but…it was not uncomfortable anyway. But looking at Jiu Mei’s pale face, Mia swallowed fiercely.

“Not bad.” Gong Ningchu smiled and looked at the good rabbit glaring at him, his clothes fluttering, in stark contrast to the wine charm who was so heavy that he almost collapsed.

Jiu Mei’s big eyes were full of anger, she looked at the master in front of her and grinned her teeth and said: “Master, this dress is very heavy!” The voice was repeated thousands of times in her mouth, but Gong Ningchu’s ears appeared to be extremely wronged. .

Gong Ningchu smiled evilly, bent down to look at the little rabbit in front of him, and said: “Tunny, don’t you want to make progress faster?”

“So!” Jiu Mei continued to stare at Gong Ningchu.

There was a flash of white light, and the clothes seemed to be stuck to oneself. Jiu Mei looked at Gong Ningchu in disbelief, but Gong Ning laughed and said, “Rabbit, rabbit, you are so cute! This dress won’t let you wear it for a lifetime, just a hundred Year.”

“One, one hundred, one year?” Jiu Mei almost fainted, grabbing Gong Ningchu’s clothes and begging: “Master, did the disciple do something wrong? Ooo, master… .”

What I got was a smiling face that the master didn’t discuss.

So Jiu Mei managed to complete a complete set of Fengqin Opera under Gong Ningchu’s gaze, and fainted without saying a word.

……

“Rabbit, polish the ink for me.”

The head of Shushan and his disciples came to the Eight Immortals Peak as a guest. When they went to the Yunxiao Pavilion in Gongningchu, those inexperienced little disciples could not help but laugh when they saw such a weird wine charm in their clothes.

Gong Ningchu picked the corner of his mouth and caught the rabbit who was about to slip away. Jiu Mei had no choice but to hang his wrists and rub the ink, but the clothes were too heavy, and Jiu Mei’s hands were slightly relaxed, and the black stone inkstone, which was harder than iron, shattered.

Before leaving, the head of Shushan paused and turned to: “Donghua, your disciple, you are really scary!”. Gong Ningchu smiled slightly and raised his hand outside the door: Please. So he went out first. Du Liu Jiu Mei stood there with a blushing face, wishing to bury herself in the clouds.

Followingly, when I stayed for a long visit, the story of Jiu Mei sitting on a bad chair; the story of falling asleep accidentally while refining in the Yunxiao Pavilion and falling directly into the cloud; even because of his body weight, when there were important discussions on the Eight Immortals Peak , The story of Jiu Mei’s deep footprints when she walked into the hall and walked out of the hall has long been a joke for the disciples of the Eight Immortals Peak to chat in private. And because Gong Ningchu didn’t know where to find an equally heavy leather cap to put on Jiu Mei’s head a few years later, almost no one remembered that fascinating soul in the next few decades. My little sister.

The same is true in the days of Jiu Mei in Huo Feng, from the first accidentally breaking the tables and chairs, being laughed at; to the end being able to fly with the sword indifferently. In the following hundreds of years, the disciples of the recent Eight Immortals Peak only knew that Donghua Shangxian had an extremely weird disciple, and he didn’t even know whether it was a senior sister or a senior.

After Gu Beican and others became official disciples of the Eight Immortals Peak, Fu Duo’er unexpectedly worshipped under the Beihua Tianzun Palace Xiaomo. Before Gong Xiaomo had only one disciple, that was the Eight Immortals Peak for a hundred years. The third female disciple in a qualifying match-Xiao Qingyan. Linghu Jiaoer also worships Yintianzun. She rebounds her pipa in one hand and is superb. Her tall body is full of charm, can sing and dance, and beauties with white foxes. She has quietly become the best double-cultivation partner for many disciples. It’s a pity that Luo Hua deliberately flows and water is ruthless. Many disciples have come home after expressing their love. Even the formation genius Kong Qiuyu can barely beat the beauty with a smile. Almost everyone knows that this Linghu beauty’s heart is tied to care. The only thing about Li chaos was… Gu Li chaos never felt it.

In the past hundred years, there was another thing that almost caused panic, that Mufeng’s Mu Aunt’s grandmother Mu Nanzhu returned from the world! Many people turned white after receiving the news and began to arm themselves from their feet to their teeth. However, it seems that this aunt has become a lot better after her experience in the human world. After returning to Yaobuhui, he bowed deeply and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

“Speaking of it, I haven’t seen Jiu Mei for almost a hundred years… Bei Can, I almost forget what Jiu Mei looks like.” In the lake pavilion of Lotus Lake There are two women in the middle, with double hairs and high buns, standing side by side. Fengshen Chuo made an appointment, as if it were Ti Fu Rong. One of the women was wearing bright goose-yellow neon clothes, and a pair of pupils cut the autumn water, but exuded a little bit of sadness. Another woman was dressed in a strong red dress, and her whole body was that healthy wheat color. Although she was a woman, she exuded calming power between her gestures and her feet. Her eyebrows as thick as a mountain could not stop her beautiful figure and sturdy face. In the next, there are two groups of arrogance that can’t be wrapped up in strong costumes.

The look on her face was completely different from that of the other woman, but she was angry and said bitterly: “Duo’er, don’t be sad, this stinky girl, who dares not to see us for so long, is really against her! “He drew out the two big axes behind his back, mingled with black flames on the towering stone in front of him. With a bang, the stone has long disappeared. As she lowered her head and panted, no one could see the sadness in her eyes.

These two girls are Fu Duo’er and Gu Beican. The appearance of the two has changed drastically in a hundred years. The young girl has already grown into the age of Mo Yue 223, and Duo’er is still After returning home a few years ago, she was still twenty years old, but this time she went home to bury her most beloved brother. The gray-haired old man held his hand and told her sister to leave the last tear. It died for a long time. Duo’er didn’t cry, she had already seen through the birth, old age, sickness and death in the world, although there was still a trace of sorrow in the bottom of my heart.

One hundred years…One hundred years is really short for a cultivator like yourself, but for people in the world, it is a reincarnation.