After a while, when all the monks with the first level of supernatural power came out of the main hall with great satisfaction, they all scooped up the gadgets in their hands and marveled at them, full of joyful appreciation.
Xia Chen walked at the end, and when he came out, the others had already dispersed. Han Dongyu stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for him. Not far away, Chen Qiushui also stood silently looking at him.
She was the only one here who knew that Han Dongyu was going to be unfavorable to Xia Chen. She was even more sensitive to the inconsistency between the master and the disciple just now, so she was very worried.
Xia Chen smiled at her, indicating that he was fine, and then walked slowly behind Han Dongyu: "Master, are you waiting for me?"
Han Dongyu turned around, looked at him for a long time, and smiled slightly: "I am just an apprentice like you. Come back to the medicine garden with me without waiting for anyone."
Xia Chen thought to himself that he didn't know how you were going to deal with me when he returned to the medicine garden. He wanted to avoid the limelight first, so he said: "Master, please go back first. I have something to do with Master Chen. I will go back later."
Han Dongyu said nothing. He looked at Chen Qiushui and then at Xia Chen, and suddenly smiled faintly: "It seems that you have really grown up. Alas, Master is also old and it is difficult to speak."
He dropped a word that seemed to be a complaint, turned around and left, without any intention of getting angry or getting angry.
Xia Chen looked at his back, silent, with a trace of deep fear flashing in his eyes. He now has a lot of experience and claims to be able to see through many people, but he has never been able to see through Han Dongyu, even though he already knew what Han Dongyu wanted to do to him.
What, Xia Chen still kept it secret.
"He never agreed to your going, right?" Chen Qiushui walked over and whispered. "You expressed your willingness in front of the Patriarch and others today, which is tantamount to violating his original intention."
Xia Chen nodded: "Yes, he came to me yesterday and asked me to refuse this opportunity myself."
Chen Qiushui was slightly startled: "Then what you said today is equivalent to a slap in the face in front of him. No wonder the way I looked at him just now was wrong. Will he be detrimental to you when we return to the medicine garden?"
"Not for the time being." Xia Chen smiled faintly, "I am still useful, very useful. Although he is very angry or even furious this time, he will not do anything to me."
"I want to know what his intentions are for you? You didn't make it clear last time." Chen Qiushui looked at him and said.
"It's a little complicated. It can't be explained clearly in a sentence or two." Xia Chen said, "But I know it in my heart. I don't want to use your trump card unless it is absolutely necessary. Besides, everyone knows that we have a good relationship.
, and it’s definitely not a secret, Han Dongyu will definitely be on guard against you.”
Chen Qiushui sighed: "When did you become so mysterious that even I can't tell you directly?"
"I have always been quite mysterious." Xia Chen said seriously: "Don't you know my true identity? In fact, I come from the sky and am the reincarnation of a banished immortal. I was born with the blessing of great luck. It is said that a pear blossom weighs more than a begonia and a jade tree has pink noodles.
Langjun, all the dangers and tribulations are just floating clouds, they are my whetstone, paving the way for me to achieve world hegemony."
Chen Qiushui chuckled and couldn't help but hit him on the head: "Blow, blow hard, don't blow the leather."
She did not continue to ask, knowing that Xia Chen changed the subject because he actually did not want her to get involved. Even if she was already a first-level magical monk with enough power, Xia Chen did not want her to get into any trouble.
Chen Qiushui was very clear about this junior brother's temperament, but it was precisely because of this that deep down in his heart, his love for Xia Chen fully blossomed, and as time went by, it deepened little by little. Until now, his heart has already
All tied to him.
Now that I have reached the realm of supernatural powers, I no longer have the fetters to break through, so I should have the right to choose my own feelings... Chen Qiushui suddenly thought of a question and smiled happily, but then sighed again.
She has magical powers, but Xia Chen doesn't have magical powers yet. The gap between the two has never been equal. This is really an annoying fact.
Xia Chen dug in his arms for a while and handed her a green bag: "This is for you."
"What is it?" Chen Qiushui took the bag in confusion, looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help being a little surprised, "This is... a storage bag, where did you get it?"
When she advanced to the realm of supernatural powers, although the ancestors rewarded her with treasures and techniques, and the rewards were quite generous, the storage bag was very ordinary, far less valuable than what Xia Chen gave her.
As a spatial auxiliary magic weapon, a storage bag is actually very precious. Not all first-level monks with magical powers can possess it. Especially for acquired monks, having a storage bag is equivalent to going against the will of heaven. Xia Chen casually took out a storage bag.
Chen Qiushui was extremely surprised when he saw the bag.
"I did it when I went to Xue's house this time. I made a fortune by chance." Xia Chen said disapprovingly, "I have put a lot of good things in it. You can take a look when you are free."
He briefly talked about the experience of going to the Xue family, but did not mention Li Zhenning. This matter is quite complicated, so there is no need to elaborate. Anyway, there are so many treasures, no matter how you divide them, you can leave the best for your beloved senior sister.
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Chen Qiushui opened the storage bag, and as soon as he poked his innate Qi into it, his expression changed. This is not only good... it is simply a small treasure house!
Dozens of non-duplicate treasures, jade slips of magical powers, high-grade elixirs, treasure pills, and all kinds of exquisite gadgets... Chen Qiushui was dumbfounded and shocked when he saw them.
It was like suddenly walking into a top-grade jeweled gold shop, and then the etiquette ladies in the gold shop bowed together and said in unison: "Hello, boss lady!"
"Do you like it?" Xia Chen said with a smile. Seeing the shocked expression on Chen Qiushui's beautiful face, he felt very satisfied. This was probably how he felt when he gave something to his woman.
"I like it so much..." Chen Qiushui murmured.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she looked at Xia Chen intently, becoming more solemn than ever before, "Xia Chen, where did you get these things? If the sect knew about so many treasures, I'm afraid even the founder would go crazy.
You are not guilty, but you are guilty of having a treasure. You are actually very dangerous, you know. These things must not be exposed at all."
Xia Chen thought to himself that the Patriarch was nothing. Even Li Zhenning, a dignified fourth-level magical monk, would go crazy. But Chen Qiu Shui was naturally very moved because of him.
He reached out and took hold of Chen Qiushui's soft, boneless hand. His fingers were intertwined with hers: "No one else will know. Those who know are all dead. This wealth is mine and yours."
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Chen Qiu Shui's face turned red, she broke away from his hand and said, "I am your junior aunt, no matter how big or small, or I will beat you up."
Xia Chen said with a smile: "Senior sister, have you ever heard of the term teacher-student love? Today I will give you some popular science. Don't always think of feudalism."
Chen Qiushui spat and ignored him, her beautiful eyes as bright as autumn water unblinking. She continued to rummage in the storage bag. Suddenly, she showed a look of surprise and took out a blue light from the storage bag.
Glittering hosta, looking at Xia Chen, she said sweetly: "Look at this, does it look good or not?"
Xia Chen looked at her creamy snow-like skin, her rose-like smile, her surprised eyes, and the hosta in her slender hands. There was such a thrilling beauty that she couldn't help but feel as if she had been hit. Her mouth went dry.
, Qiang said calmly: "It looks good."
Chen Qiushui's phoenix eyes blinked slightly, with a unique and beautiful style, and whispered: "Put it on for me, I like it very much."
Xia Chen's heart trembled, he took the blue hosta and said with a smile: "Okay."
He scooped up the hosta, and he didn't know whether it was because he was nervous or what, but he held it there for a long time. He just couldn't get it into Chen Qiushui's silky silk hair correctly.
"Junior brother, why is your cultivation getting weaker and weaker as you practice? If you can't even scoop up a hairpin, how will you be able to scoop up a sword and kill people in the future?" Chen Qiushui covered his mouth and said with a smile.
Xia Chen said sternly: "Don't talk about cultivation, senior sister, what's going on here, how can it ruin the scenery?"
The two of them laughed and whispered. They did not notice at all that from behind another hall in the distance, the little girl Li Qitong was sticking her head out, looking at this scene sadly.
You are happy, so I am happy... So Xiaochenzi, you must be happy. Li Qitong sighed softly and left slowly with a smile.
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In the evening, Xia Chen returned to the medicine garden. He first went back to the bedroom and worked hard behind closed doors, and then came to the hall. Han Dongyu was sitting motionless on the pear blossom chair, seemingly waiting for him.
Xia Chen suddenly had the illusion that every time Han Dongyu sat on this chair, it was a blessing. It had not changed for more than a year, and he could do a simple thing exactly the same every time.
, isn’t it also scary?
"It seems that you and your little sister-in-law have a good relationship. We kept chatting until so late and didn't come back. I thought you weren't coming back." Han Dongyu said.
"My junior sister-in-law saved my disciple's life, so I have a good relationship with him. This time I went to participate in the selection. It will take a long time to come back, so I chatted for a while." Xia Chen explained.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle. Although the expressions of both master and apprentice were calm, there was an undercurrent and it was inevitable to return to yesterday's topic.
"Are you still my disciple?" Han Dongyu asked slowly after a while.
"I have always regarded my master as my father. Even if my body is broken into pieces, I cannot repay the kindness that my master has given me to rebuild my disciples." Xia Chen replied calmly.
"Then why did you do this?" Han Dongyu said every word.
"I want to go." Xia Chen lowered his head and said, "But I was afraid that you would be angry, so I pretended to agree to you yesterday. I'm sorry, Master, I know I was wrong, but now the raw rice has been cooked.
I also ask you, Master, to help me.”
He had already thought of an excuse, and any other explanation would be useless. It would only make Han Dongyu angrier. It would be more direct to admit his mistake, but it would leave Han Dongyu speechless.
"Haha... cooked rice?" Han Dongyu's face finally showed a hint of anger, and he sneered, "You are really old and have your own mind.
I really raised a good apprentice."
Phew! He reached out and flicked it, and the powerful wind suddenly came out and hit Xia Chen's chest hard.
Xia Chen groaned, and flew up in a straight line. He hit the wall of the hall with a bang, fell down, and smashed a precious rosewood coffee table.
He jumped up in a hurry, his face still respectful, completely ignoring the blood slowly flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "This disciple has let down the master, and he deserves to be punished by the master no matter what."
Han Dongyu stood up slowly, looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Hand over the jade slips for the selection, and I won't punish you."