Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

Holy Land
After returning to this world again, Fang Mingjing couldn’t help but be refreshed by the abundant spiritual energy-although he did have a good time on Earth, he is still more accustomed to this world now.
“Stinky Pig”
Fang Mingjing picked up the cat that was hiding in front of the flowerbed, fiddling with flowers with its forelegs.
Meow~
It called out.
After being raised for several months, the stinky pig can no longer be regarded as a kitten.
But still cute.
The gray-white hair is very smooth and supple, and the face also has a feeling of “beautiful eyebrows”, which makes people want to Rua.
Fang Mingjing unknowingly messed up its hair, and then put it on the ground with its dissatisfied cry.
He still has things to do.
When he just came out of the quiet room, he wanted to go to Gu Shiyun for the first time, but before that, Qing He stopped him, saying that the Holy Master had something to do with him.
The little saint had no choice but to leave.
When he descended the Water-stopping Peak, as expected, the figure of an old man in black robe was already waiting there.
When he saw Fang Mingjing, Mu Changqing’s wrinkled face suddenly showed a smile, and he still bowed to Fang Mingjing in an orderly manner.
“Little Saint Son has been in seclusion for a while longer than before.”
“Well, after all, it is in the Profound Realm. Is Uncle Mu waiting impatiently at the bottom of the peak?”
“That’s not possible.”
In the time of two or three chats, the scene reflected in the field of vision underwent several changes.
The appearance of the Holy Lord’s Palace unfolded in front of him——
Fang Mingjing stepped in and saw that there was still nothing inside the unnecessarily wide dojo. There was only a tea table in the center. There was a tea stove smoking hot smoke on the tea table, and two tea cups were sitting in front of them. Two figures.
One of them was a handsome and handsome young man with a shallow smile on his face. He looked calm and gentle, and the aura surrounding him was so quiet and quiet, and like smoke.
The other is a girl with an enchanting figure and a charming face. Her complexion is flat and unwavering, but she naturally gives people a sense of elegance.
She picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip.
Just a mouthful.
“It’s not good,” she said.
“You don’t sound very nice.”
“I don’t like to lie.”
“Tsk.”
Jiang Jiuge clicked his tongue.
A smile appeared on Yu Qingyue’s face.
“Junior brother is still the same. He can’t practice calligraphy, and he can’t make tea. Probably only the talent of cultivation is left to be admired.”
“…”
Jiang Jiuge was about to reply, but after sensing that Fang Mingjing stepped into the Taoist palace, he raised his finger and tapped lightly on the tea table, and the little saint immediately felt the connection between himself and the tea table. The distance was narrowed.
There was an extra seat in front of the tea table, and there was also a cup of hot tea on the table.
“What did Shizun ask me to do here?”
Fang Mingjing sat down, then looked at Yu Qingyue, who showed a gentle smile at her on the right, but she didn’t know what to shout with her mouth open.
He used to say that calling his uncle would feel too masculine, and Yu Qingyue herself also said at the time not to let him shout like that.
“Call the master.”
“what?”
“I called you here for this.”
With Liu Anran’s enchanting and charming face, Yu Qingyue showed a dignified and gentle look on the other side.
In the curling hot smoke rising from the tea stove, her soft and pleasant voice came:
“Mingjing is also my holy son, but it turns out that you are such an unreliable master. You only dare to let you go out after teaching ten evil solutions.”
“…” Jiang Jiuge drank tea silently.
“So after returning to the Holy Land, I discussed with your master, and I will teach you from today. Of course, the relationship between the master and the master will not change, but I don’t know what you mean. How’s it going?”
“Well. …..”
Fang Mingjing couldn’t help looking at Jiang Jiuge.
I saw the calm and gentle face on the Lord’s face.However, he stretched out his hand and brought the cup of tea that Yu Qingyue said was not good after taking a sip just now, and brought it to Fang Mingjing.
“Here, serve apprentice tea to your master.”
“…”
Yu Qingyue was silent.
Fang Mingjing, who was not clear about the situation, also remained silent.
After looking at Yu Qingyue’s gentle gaze for a while, he finally put aside most of the impression Liu Anran had left on him, picked up the teacup and handed it to Yu Qingyue.
“Master.”
“Um……”
Although it’s a teacher’s tea, it doesn’t have a sense of ceremony. Fang Mingjing didn’t do the so-called steps of offering tea and saluting, but just looking at his little face with red lips and white teeth, Yu Qingyue involuntarily accepted his serving tea .
Watching Yu Qingyue drink the teacher’s tea, Jiang Jiuge looked aside and asked cheerfully:
“Is this apprenticeship tea delicious?”
“…”
Yu Qingyue looked at him speechlessly.
Although she knew long ago that her junior brother was very narrow-minded, but because of her status as a senior sister, he would hold it back to some extent, but now that she is the Holy Master, she has completely let go.
However, looking at Fang Mingjing next to her, she could only speak lies against her will.
“good.”
What Yu Qingyue didn’t expect was that after she said this against her will, Fang Mingjing looked at her in surprise.
“Master actually thinks that the tea made by Master is good? Did you say that just to coax me?”
“…”
Yu Qingyue was startled, then smiled.
On the other hand, Jiang Jiuge narrowed his eyes.
“Okay, now that you’ve recognized your master, then Ming Jing will follow me to recognize Fengtou first, and I’ll see how I should teach you by the way.”
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Thanks to “Anxiu” for the 5000 reward! .