She has clearly told him that she will no longer recognize him as her master, and this master-disciple relationship is over.
Shen Zhimu felt very sad, but he accepted it.
"You are no longer my master, please leave." Nan Qing chased him away.
Shen Zhimu's face was a little pale. He did not leave, but stood there firmly: "Since I am no longer a master and apprentice, can I pursue you like an ordinary man?"
A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
Nan Qing was slightly stunned: "Do you understand what you are saying?"
He is an elder of the Tianzong Sect, an immortal who has had no desires for hundreds of years, and now he wants to pursue her.
"I know what I'm talking about. I like you. In the past, I never dared to face up to my feelings because we were masters and disciples. Now we are no longer masters and disciples. If I follow you these days, I am obsessed with wanting to lead you.
When I return to Tianzong, it’s better to say that I can’t live without you and want to be by your side.”
Shen Zhimu rarely had anything on his mind and rarely expressed himself. At this moment, he felt that if he didn't speak out, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The room was dark, and both of them could only see each other's figure but not the expression on their face.
After being quiet for a long time, Nan Qing said calmly: "It's up to you, but remember, you are no longer my master, and you are not allowed to have any control over me in the future."
"good."
She continued to lie down and pulled up the quilt.
Shen Zhimu kept guarding her until she fell asleep before he dared to step forward and help gently pull up the quilt.
A smile appeared on his face.
It turned out that it was so beautiful to say it. Although he didn't get what he expected, he really faced himself.
From then on, Shen Zhimu traveled back and forth between the Imperial City and the Tianzong Gate, occasionally going back to deal with matters. If there was anything urgent, Jian Yun would send a message to him.
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King Lin had a headache, and he circled around his precious daughter: "Nan Nan, why don't you like those young masters? They are all from well-known families and have great reputations. They also have really good looks."
"Father, I will not get married early, I still want to practice."
When he heard the word "cultivation", King Lin became uneasy: "Don't you want to go back to Tianzong? Why do you still want to practice? Which immortal sect have you set your sights on?"
"I'm not interested in the Immortal Sect. I practice on my own. Father, I will practice in my own courtyard from now on. I won't get married, so I can stay with you more, okay?" Nan Qing smiled in a slightly coquettish tone.
Although Prince Lin didn't understand how she could practice on her own, did she learn the secret skills of the Immortal Sect? But when he heard that his precious daughter would stay with him and would not leave the house, he was extremely happy.
He was originally reluctant to marry his daughter, "Okay, okay, as long as you like it. I don't have to worry about marrying my daughter. I'll talk about it later when I like someone."
Nan Qing said that cultivation is real cultivation, and she cultivates demons herself.
Start cultivating magic again.
It is too difficult for her to cultivate immortality with her constitution, and she has a bit of a rebellious mentality and insists on cultivating demons.
Shen Zhimu went back to the Tianzongmen for two days. When he came back, he found that Shangguan Nannan was cultivating demons. He did not have any big mood swings, but watched quietly and even protected the law.
In fact, in today's world a hundred years later, there is room for demonic cultivators to survive, as long as they don't do bad things.
It's time for him to change his thinking.
Nan Qing knew that Shen Zhimu was around, but she basically ignored him and never talked to him.
Shen Zhimu doesn't seem to be very good at pursuing people. His pursuit is to guard her silently, protect her, and occasionally give a few words of guidance.
Although there is not much difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating demons in essence, how does Shen Zhimu, a person from an orthodox background, understand the theoretical details of cultivating demons?
Second guess: "He may have consulted books on cultivating demons."
"may be."
Nan Qing meditated with her eyes closed. It was already midnight, the moonlight was very good, and she was practicing smoothly.
But as dark clouds covered the moon, she also felt a little out of breath and her body ached.
At this moment, a gentle spiritual power suddenly spread throughout her body, the pain disappeared, and Shen Zhimu's voice came: "Don't worry, slowly turn around a small circle."
Nan Qing followed his guidance.
She completed this practice at dawn, and her magic skills improved again.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Zhimu looking at her tenderly. Nan Qing did not ignore him deliberately this time. She said, "Don't you hate demon cultivators? You still help me."
"I don't hate demon cultivators. I don't hate you cultivating demons, and I have no prejudice against you."
"oh."
"You've been practicing all night, and it's not completely bright yet. You can still continue to rest."
Nan Qing pulled back the quilt and said, "I can rest even after dawn. This is my home and I am the princess. Who can lift me out of bed?"
She lay down and covered herself with quilt to sleep.
The corners of Shen Zhimu's mouth twitched, feeling like she was criticizing Huai. He once asked her to get up and practice Kung Fu at dawn.
Live a peaceful and peaceful life every day.
A few months passed, and guests came to the palace.
Gong Xueqi and Zhong Yu came to see her.
Nan Qing was naturally happy when he heard that they were coming. He immediately invited them in and set a table full of delicious food in the courtyard to entertain them.
Three people gathered together.
Zhong Yu said: "Little junior sister is getting taller and more beautiful."
Although they are no longer a sect, the previous titles have not changed, and they have a tacit understanding not to emphasize how they should be called now.
Although we haven't seen each other for several months, we are not unfamiliar at all.
"Nannan, judging from your face, you are raising yourself well at home. We can rest assured that you are doing well."
"Sister, don't worry, I must be doing well at home. Are you coming down the mountain specifically to see me this time?" Nan Qing asked as playfully as before.
Zhong Yu: "Of course, I came down the mountain specifically to see you. After seeing you, we will go to practice. But we will come to the Imperial City to visit you every once in a while. Just don't think we are annoying."
"Why would you dislike it? I wish you could come and live in the palace." Nan Qing added some tea to the two of them and said, "Senior sisters and brothers must pay attention to safety during their training. Don't show off to monsters that you can't defeat. Don't be brave."
Be careful."
"Don't worry, we have been through it for several years and will be fine. Do you have anything you like? If we can buy it when we travel to some places, we can bring it back to you."
"I like fine wines from all over the world. Senior sister, if you come across some delicious wine, you can bring a small pot back to me."
Zhong Yu smiled and said, "No problem."
The three of them were having a good time, and Shen Zhimu, who was hiding nearby, looked both happy and a little sour.
He also wanted to sit at the table and talk and laugh with them.
While Gong Xueqi was drinking tea, she glanced to the side from the corner of her eyes and vaguely felt that someone was there.
In the past few months, the two of them had rarely seen their master. Every time they saw him, he taught them a few spells. They couldn't say much. The master was always missing. They blindly guessed that he was in the imperial city, but he came.
In the Imperial City, they did not see the shadow of their master next to the junior sister.
After the meal, the two of them stayed in the palace for a day.
Gong Xueqi and Zhong Yu walked out of the courtyard, and Gong Xueqi stopped.
Zhong Yu: "Senior sister, why did you stop?"
She looked at the clearing of bluestone bricks not far away and lowered her head: "Master."
Zhong Yu looked confused.
The next second, a figure appeared in the open space. Shen Zhimu, dressed in white, stood there. He looked at his eldest apprentice with approval. As expected, Xue Qi has always been smart.
Seeing the person, Zhong Yu quickly saluted: "Master."
"Well, do you two plan to practice together or alone?"
"Alone, I will go north, and my junior brother will go south." She wanted to go to the northern wilderness, which is the land of monsters.
Shen Zhimu nodded. He took out two bulging money bags and handed them to them: "Be careful along the way. If there is something that cannot be solved, summon me as your master. Don't take risks."
"yes."
They are very familiar with these words, because Master will say this every time they go out to experience.
I am also very familiar with the action of handing over money bags, but I have always handed them flat bags, and this time I ended up with a heavy money bag in my hand.
Shen Zhimu left after saying a few words.
Zhong Yu sighed: "Master really always stays by my little junior sister's side."
Gong Xueqi was silent for a while, and finally whispered: "I feel like you won't be able to make friends with Junior Sister Nan Nan in the future."
"Why?" Zhong Yu didn't quite understand. He opened the money bag in his hand and immediately exclaimed: "There are so many, Golden Hunchback!"
A bag full of chunks of gold, no wonder it’s so heavy.
Gong Xueqi opened her own, which was also gold.
Zhong Yu swallowed his saliva: "Master...is this a sexual transformation?"
"Master, keep it when you give it."
"Keep it, keep it, it must be kept." Zhong Yu quickly put the gold in his arms: "He must have been stimulated to be generous once. He may be more provocative in the future. Senior sister, let's run away overnight. I
I'm afraid that Master will regret it and ask us if we want the gold back in the middle of the night."
"...."
........
Spring passed and autumn came, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.
After Nan Qing's skill reached a certain level, she stopped moving forward. She was not in a hurry and practiced slowly as usual every day, occasionally reading books on this subject.
There are no books on how to cultivate demons in the human world, but with Shen Zhimu here, Nan Qing can easily get these books.
Two years have passed, and Shen Zhimu is no longer invisible all day like at the beginning. He appears often.
The princess and the servants in the house before and after the hairpin had all met Shen Zhimu. Shen Zhimu's appearance and temperament were so good that it was difficult for people to forget.
At first, she was shocked when she saw a man suddenly appear next to the princess, but after taking a closer look, she knew who it was.
Isn’t this the princess’ master?
But this time it was obvious that the atmosphere between the princess and the immortal master was not right, unlike before.
The servants are all smart and don't look around and ask questions.
Shen Zhimu found a new book in Tianzongmen's library. After getting the book, he couldn't wait to return to the imperial city.
"Nan Nan, take a look at this book. It will be helpful to your current cultivation."
He once learned the things in the book and then taught her, but she didn't like it. She said, "You are not my master, so don't teach me."
If she didn't like it, he wouldn't teach her, but he would find books for her.
Nan Qing is very interested in books about demon cultivators. In fact, after practicing for a long time, you will find that the later stages of demon cultivating are not easy. There are secret books and techniques throughout the process of cultivating immortals, and there is no chronology. However, there are very few books on demon cultivators.
The deeper you go into practice, the more it feels like digging for treasure.
Nan Qing took the book and said, "This book seems to be a hundred years old. Who wrote it?"
"I don't know who wrote it specifically, but the origin may have been collected after the previous battle between immortals and demons." Shen Zhimu saw that her eyes were glued to the book, and she didn't look at it more when he came back after a long journey.
But he was satisfied that in the past two years and more than a year ago, she never took the initiative to talk to him. It was only in the second half of the year that they would chat like this.
Nan Qing sat on the soft couch and studied books.
Shen Zhimu was by her side, watching the sunset, but she still didn't raise her head.
"Nan Nan, reading for too long hurts your eyes."
"Um."
Still didn't look up.
Shen Zhimu sighed, and he approached her: "Nan Nan."
"Don't bother me, I'm almost done."
"You can read the book slowly, don't rush to finish it all at once." Shen Zhimu was very patient. He didn't directly take away her book, but just warned her gently.
His face was a bit close, but Nan Qing did not raise her head. She held the book in one hand and pushed his face away with the other: "Shen Zhimu, you are blocking my light."
When her soft fingertips touched his face, she concentrated on reading, while Shen Zhimu felt helpless and happy when her face was touched.
He likes her as a person, and naturally also likes her touch. He always looks for opportunities to have some skin-to-skin contact.
Shen Zhimu sat next to her and asked tentatively: "Are you tired after sitting all afternoon? Do you want to lean against me and read a book, or rest against me while I read to you."
