Immortality begins with contemplation

When did my junior brother start to have opinions about himself?

Recalling the time they spent together in the past six months, Chu Mian found that the other party seemed to have a deep prejudice against her from the beginning.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, the same question often pops up in Chu Mian's mind, "Before going up the mountain, should I kill his parents or snatch his wife?"

Then, there was a very definite denial, "No, it's impossible."

He has very little memory of his predecessor. He lived in a good family environment since he was a child, and he was still a bastard in the family. He did not have to bear family responsibilities. He spent every day reading and playing. It was not until he was fourteen years old that he was taken in by a master who was passing by and became a disciple.

He became the only disciple of Haoran Sect Yao Liugu.

Looking at the trajectory of the first fourteen years of his life, Chu Mian still couldn't figure out how he had offended the other party to deserve to be targeted like this.

What about 'When I succeed in cultivation, I will trample you under my feet!', or 'You only started training two years earlier than me, so what qualifications do you have to educate me?', or 'Chu Mian, you want to die.

!' and other words, Chu Mian's face is often filled with questions, "Are you sick?"

This is not secondary school, this is provocation.

As a result, Chu Mian indulged him more and more, respected him more and more, held his position high, and then completely hid herself.

Being able to develop steadily for so many years, I have to say that Ye Bufan has made a very outstanding contribution.

Such a good junior fellow apprentice, how could I bear to let him stay alone in Yaoliu Valley instead of accompanying his master?

A deep sense of responsibility and mission lingered in her heart. Chu Mian's steps became more determined, but silently as she walked, she came to Ye Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The other party should be at a critical moment of cultivation, with a lot of water vapor coming out of his whole body as if he had just been in a sauna.

If I didn't find a little girl to take a bath next to me, I would feel sorry for this scene...

Chu Mian lowered her head to look at the other person, the struggling look in her eyes flashed away, her legs were slightly bent, and she squatted in front of the other person, staring at the other person's face carefully.

At the age of sixteen, with big red lips, white skin, and droopy eyelids, Chu Mian sometimes even wonders, who gave him the courage to look like this?

Brave?

After all, respecting teachers and respecting morality is not only a Chinese tradition, but also a tradition in this world... Oh no, if you put it this way, maybe it makes sense?

To respect the master, the disciple must like what the master likes; if the master hates, the disciple must also dislike it.

Is this the reason?

Chu Mian was even thinking, if this is really the reason... then how about giving the other party a happy ending?

He has never been a good person, and he has never claimed to be a good person.

In this world, people will be punished by heaven and earth if they don't do it for themselves. Even the master can harm his disciples. How do you still expect it to be so beautiful and forcefully clean it up?

He is no longer a hopeless child who has been brainwashed. He has long since escaped from such low-level emotions.

"Junior brother, junior brother?"

Don't ask, just ask because it's really that cheap.

You have already determined that the other party is not as strong as you, and you have been disgusted by it for so many years. Why can't you just talk about it?

What?

You didn’t even talk when you fucked Ni Fengtian?

High-level hunters always appear as prey! And Chu Mian has never been sure about this matter. Of course, he didn't dare to beep anymore at that time. The villain died because he talked too much and was decent... ahem,

Will those who are neither righteous nor evil die from talking too much?

Naive!

But...

Thinking of this, Chu Mian came to his senses again. It seemed that the people who died in the painting, whether they were good or bad, or the group in between, all thought that this wave was coming from me, so they died!

How about forgetting it?

It has to be said that Chu Mian is a person who follows his own ideas very much, or in other words, he is definitely a self-centered person. Thinking of this, a bright light suddenly burst out from his palm, and he forcibly gathered spiritual energy in his palm.

, and slapped the opponent directly on the chest!

Ye Bufan, who had reached an important point in his cultivation, was just about to break through to a new level, but suddenly he felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dissipate rapidly, and the feeling of breakthrough disappeared instantly...

No more!

Huh?

Where is my aura?

Where is the huge amount of spiritual energy that I felt just now?

Where did it go?!

The breakthrough was blocked, and Ye Bufan suddenly woke up from his practice!

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a slap rapidly growing in size from his eyes, and then quickly disappeared into his chest!

"Bang!"

"Cough!!!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Bufan hit the wall behind him heavily. His whole body fell to the ground like an eggplant beaten by frost.

And it wasn't until he fell to the ground that he saw clearly who was attacking him!

Chu Mian!

You don’t follow martial ethics!

"If you dare to sneak attack on me, aren't you afraid that Master will blame you?!"

Ye Bufan spat out a mouthful of blood again and roared ferociously, his sausage mouth becoming more and more swollen.

When Chu Mian heard this, he didn't get angry. He still had the gentle smile unique to the villain and clapped his hands sharply!

The moment he clapped his palm, the surrounding space seemed to freeze for a moment, and the spiritual energy condensed crazily, condensing towards his palm!

"Boom!"

The wall reinforced by the formation made a rumbling sound, and dust fell. It was just Ye Bufan, who was in the mortal realm, once again bearing the unbearable weight of life.

Well, he was almost beaten to death.

"Your strength...why, why..."

"Pa!"

Slapping Ye Bufan on the face, Chu Mian grabbed Ye Bufan's collar and said with a smile: "Because you have always been a stupid brother..."

With that said, Chu Mian directly lifted the other person up and walked towards the door of the retreat room, "Don't worry, I will send you to see the master later. In fact, it won't be painful at all."

At this point, Chu Mian also thoughtfully added, "You haven't seen that Master was at peace before he left."

Before leaving?

Peaceful?

Each word would not be misunderstood if spoken alone, but now that it was put together, Ye Bufan couldn't help but think about it...

"What did you do to Master?!"

Ye Bufan, who was being grabbed by the collar and unable to break free no matter how hard he resisted, yelled loudly, "Aren't you afraid of being liquidated by the Haoran Sect!"

"It doesn't matter. You have a deep relationship with master and disciple. As long as you two are put together and then deal with the scene, everything will basically be settled."

While dragging Ye Bufan along, Chu Mian sighed without looking back: "You and Master have a deep relationship between master and disciple..."

Ye Bufan: "???"

"The deep love between master and disciple" can still be used here? I have learned and learned...ah! I am imitating you! Let me go! Help!!!