My Master Is a God

We went to the night market to eat skewers, and just after we ordered beer, Yang Yiyun's phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was actually Liu Lingling calling.

As soon as the phone call was made, before Yang Yiyun could speak, Liu Lingling uttered a word, causing Yang Yiyun to spit out all the beer in his mouth.

"Where is Yang Yiyun? My aunt and relatives are here, hurry up and treat me!" Liu Lingling opened her mouth on the phone and destroyed her image of a goddess in Yang Yiyun's mind.

Yang Yiyun found out that knowing Liu Lingling was a mistake, and the troubles have never stopped. Tonight, if he had not had abilities that are different from ordinary people, he would have to explain it to the bar. The source of all this is because the hero saved the beauty and saved her Liu Lingling provoked Yu Shaogang and Ning Wu, and even provoked Ruan Wenhao and other second generations...

In short, this school belle is a beauty.

Hearing her tone like calling a servant on the phone, Yang Yiyun laughed angrily, and replied unceremoniously: "Your relatives are here, it's none of my business, and it's not me. My buddy has no time to talk to you at supper."

"Yang Yiyun, you are irresponsible, I...I'm going to tell Teacher Ouyang that you molested me~" Liu Lingling suddenly said in a tearful voice on the phone.

Yang Yiyun's headache suddenly became dizzy, not because of Liu Lingling's threat, but because of the teacher Ouyang she was talking about.

The teacher Ouyang that Liu Lingling spoke of, whose full name is Ouyang Yuqing, is Yang Yiyun's most respected teacher. Because of his poor family background, Ouyang Yuqing helped Yang Yiyun overtly and secretly when he was just in college. In front of Ouyang Yuqing, Yang Yiyun He felt the warmth he had never experienced before, and later he realized that it was a bit like his mother's warmth. Even though Ouyang Yuqing was only twenty-eight years old, Yang Yiyun felt this way.

Like other classmates, he also skipped classes, but he never skipped Ouyang Yuqing's class.

Ouyang Yuqing has a very outstanding appearance and is recognized as a teacher among the female teachers in the school.

Her class often attracts students from other departments to attend. Once, two students from other departments secretly flirted with Ouyang Yuqing. After the two students who spoke dirty words to Ouyang Yuqing, the whole class knew Yang Yiyun's respect and protection for Ouyang Yuqing.

Liu Lingling's words were like strangling Yang Yiyun's neck.

After reacting, Yang Yiyun was furious: "Liu Lingling, you are insane~ When did I ever molest you? Stop talking nonsense!"

On the phone, Liu Lingling giggled funny and said, "You fucking saw my aunt's body yesterday morning, it's irresponsible, you say... If my aunt tells Mrs. Ouyang that I slept on your bed, you saw my whole body , Teacher Ouyang believes you? Or believe me? Hehe~"

Yang Yiyun had nothing to say, he gritted his teeth angrily, it is true that Liu Lingling slept in his bed, and it is true that he saw Liu Lingling's body, but it was all accidental, not intentional!

But Yang Yiyun believed that if Liu Lingling really went to tell Teacher Ouyang about this, Teacher Ouyang would believe Liu Lingling.

Furthermore, Yang Yiyun cared very much about Ouyang Yuqing's opinion of him.

After thinking about it, Yang Yiyun—cowardly.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Is there anyone beside you?"

"Hee hee, both Lin Huan and Xiao Bei are here." Liu Lingling felt complacent when she heard Yang Yiyun's resignation.

"Let Lin Huan answer the phone and let me massage your acupoints, which can relieve pain. I will give you acupuncture tomorrow when I find time. I owe you." Yang Yiyun has nothing to do with Liu Lingling.

Immediately after Lin Huan picked up the phone, Yang Yiyun taught her to massage Liu Lingling on the phone. Of course, it was to find acupuncture points. Although the effect was not as good as that of Yang Yiyun himself, it was no problem for Lin Huan to find human body acupuncture points. With Yang Yiyun's guidance, he quickly mastered it. got the trick.

Liu Lingling's phone was on speakerphone. She, Lin Huan, Qian Xiaobei, and a roommate from their dormitory were chatting on the phone.

The main thing was that the four of them were talking. Yang Yiyun was on the phone giving advice to Lin Huan to massage Liu Lingling's acupoints to relieve pain, and they were chatting on the phone.

Yang Yiyun heard Qian Xiaobei bragging to another roommate on the other end of the phone, saying that Yang Yiyun is simply a miracle doctor. After giving her a few massages yesterday, the pain caused by her relative's disease completely disappeared, and she fell asleep comfortably.

At this time, Yang Yiyun heard another voice saying: "Xiao Bei, you don't like him, haha~"

"I didn't, you damn Shuhui~" Qian Xiaobei cursed on the phone, and there was a burst of laughter like silver bells, and the whole dormitory was laughing.

When Yang Yiyun heard their chat on the phone, his face was filled with black lines of sweat, and he thought to himself: "Sure enough, girls can beat boys a hundred times by joking~"

Unknowingly, Yang Yiyun was distracted, and at this time Lin Huan said on the phone: "Yang Yiyun, you should continue talking, after pressing the Baihui acupoint, what should you do?"

Yang Yiyun came to his senses, cursed Qian Xiaobei and her name, Shuhui, and hurriedly continued talking to Lin Huan.

About five minutes later, Liu Lingling's voice came over the phone, the kind of soothing sound after a massage.

Yang Yiyun is going crazy, your sister's is just pressing an acupuncture point, why don't you make such a fuss?

Her voice seriously affected Yang Yiyun's guidance of Lin Huan, and she finally held back and shouted into the phone: "Can Liu Lingling stop being so rude? I'm treating patients seriously, can I?"

"Hahaha……"

Qian Xiaobei and the others laughed wildly over the phone.

"Your sister, never mind~"

Hearing Qian Xiaobei's deliberately teasing voice like a porcelain doll again, Yang Yiyun finally couldn't take it anymore and hung up the phone directly. Anyway, Liu Lingling's pain has been relieved, and his task is completed.

After listening to it, he was afraid that he would really lose his temper.

Yang Yiyun was sweating on his forehead, not because he was tired, but because he was frightened by some goblins. He had a clear understanding of girls' filthiness, especially Liu Lingling's gang, who secretly made up his mind to stay away from them in the future, isn't it too weird? Terrible.

Liu Lingling's voice echoed in his mind, and Yang Yiyun felt feverish all over his body, as if he had run for three kilometers.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, but when he turned around, he found that he was staring at him stuttering and blushing.

Stammering at the flushed face at this moment, he looked at Yang Yiyun in a daze and said, "Yun... Yunyun... Brother Yun, I didn't expect... You... You still have... Such a hobby, I've heard of it a long time ago , Now there is a special service on WeChat... there is such a service, Keke...you can chat on the phone, give...give me a WeChat ID, I... I, I, I, I... chat too!" At this moment, I stuttered Looking forward to it.

Yang Yiyun didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After he reacted, he realized that he stuttered and heard Liu Lingling's voice on the phone just now, and regarded him as someone doing this kind of business on WeChat.

Immediately, the black line on his face looked stuttering, raised his hand and slapped him on the head, roaring: "Give it to your sister, buddy, this is treating someone!"

"Hehe, Yunyun...Brother Yun, I...I...I understand, don't want it, you keep it to yourself, but...but you must pay attention to your body." He stammered like he knew everything.

Yang Yiyun: "..."

Simply don't explain, the more you explain, the darker it becomes, and the child is hopeless.

Afterwards, the two of them started skewing and drank a case of beer. The main reason was that Yang Yiyun drank too much. He found that since his body was washed and cut by the master, his drinking capacity had also increased. He used to drink up to three bottles of beer. He finished eight bottles by himself, and he didn't feel drunk at all.

After eating and drinking, the two went back separately. Yang Yiyun stammered and said yes, he will graduate soon, and when the internship period comes, don't go to part-time jobs during this period, write your graduation thesis well, save the money on hand, and find a better internship unit Besides.

And he himself thinks the same way. His grandmother is not in good health, and his sister is still in high school. They always hope that they can find a decent job after graduating from college.

So Yang Yiyun gave himself a goal, during this period of time, to study the matter of cultivation, and on the other hand, to find a suitable internship unit.

After returning to the rented room, Yang Yiyun didn't feel sleepy either. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice according to the "Qian Kun Good Fortune Gong" taught by his master in his mind.

The first step in comprehension, the first realm is the Qi refining period, which has nine levels in total.

First of all, it is necessary to sense the existence of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, guide the spiritual energy into the body, and temper the meridians and blood bones. The Qi refining period is a process of tempering the body's meridians. Every time one level is raised, the strength of the body will increase greatly, reaching the Qi refining stage At the ninth floor, you can have the strength of ten thousand catties, and you can also cast some small spells.

Keeping the spirit altar in mind, after calming down, Yang Yiyun carefully felt the surrounding space.

He didn't feel anything at first, and he wasn't impatient. After carefully recalling the exercises, he tried again, over and over again, persevering...

Unknowingly, when the first ray of sunlight rises in the east, the purple air comes from the east.

Yang Yiyun suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and a smile appeared on his face in the next moment, feeling that he was successful.