After every meeting, Luo Qingyu would leave the Melting Snow Valley with the other four senior brothers, and Di Shiyin would not leave her alone again.

She finally bid farewell to those days of copying documents, and began to practice Qigong every day when she was in the valley.

Time passed day by day, the senior brothers finished their discussion and left one by one.

Only Zi Sang Hewan stayed and continued to supervise the disciples of the Zilian Sect who were on duty. Everything on Luojia Mountain returned to its old outlook.

Only Luo Qingyu was finally no longer 'tortured' by the Great Imperial Master's perversion. She no longer had to climb ice mushrooms six times a day, and she no longer had to copy endless documents every day.

Like Zi Sang Hewan, she only needs to go to Rongxue Valley to pay respect to her master every day around Mao hour, and then she can come down to do her own thing and practice her own kung fu.

And every time you go up, you may not see him every time. Sometimes he is not in the valley, and Luo Qingyu will miss him.

Even if they saw her, he would be standing lazily on top of the bamboo tower, while she would be standing under the bamboo tower.

He is the master and she is the disciple. One is upstairs and the other is downstairs. It seems like the distance between heaven and earth...

He spoke very few words. Every time she greeted her, he usually waved his hand and said, "I got it," and sent her off.

Of course, Luo Qingyu would sometimes ask questions when he encountered difficult problems that he didn't understand during his practice. Emperor Shiyin also answered all questions.

The explanation is extremely concise, without a word of nonsense, like a real strict teacher——

"Yun Xia, what's going on between you and Master?" Even Zi Sang Hewan noticed the abnormality between Luo Qingyu and Master, and one day he couldn't help but ask.

"What's going on?" Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows.

"You and Master - it doesn't feel normal." Zi Sang Hewan felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Is there anything abnormal?" Luo Qingyu smiled: "Isn't this how master always treats his disciples?"

"This is-" Zi Sang Hewan was speechless.

Di Shiyin now treats Luo Qingyu just like he treats them, and there is no difference at all.

However, he always felt awkward. He always felt that there was an invisible air current between the master and the junior sister. They seemed to be in a cold war...

Zi Sang Hewan was shocked by these three words that suddenly appeared to him. Is there any disciple who has a cold war with his master?

He glanced at Luo Qingyu and found that his junior sister seemed to have lost a little weight these days: "Yun Xia, kung fu is not something you can practice overnight. Take it easy and don't get tired."

These days, every time he saw her, she was practicing Qigong. She practiced from day to midnight. She was originally a lazy girl and now she has become more diligent than a little bee.

Luo Qingyu lowered his eyes and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm measured and I'm not tired."

She has never wanted to become stronger and more powerful than she does now, so she naturally has to work harder.

Besides, only when you focus on practicing can you stop the random thoughts in your mind and the inexplicable sour feeling in your heart...

She has been eating with Zi Sang Hewan these days, and Zi Sang Hewan prepares exquisite meals for her every day, just like when she first came to the mountain.

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