Master, Just Wants To Be Salted Fish - MTL

7

The young disciple described Zhu Qin with a high spirit, and described Zuo Ling, the old-fashioned master, and the disciples in the same class she hadn't spoken to but had carefully observed.

Lu Li listened carefully to her description, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, so that he looked like a child.

"Do you like it?" Lu Li asked softly when she had finished speaking.

Yun Qingzhi nodded obediently: "I like it."

There is no need to be scolded and beaten to eat and dress warmly, and friends of the same age will not laugh at her as a child bride-in-law. Why would you not like the day?

Seeing the light in Disci's eyes, Lu Li raised his mouth unconsciously, "Just like it."

It is rare for Yun Qingzhi to see Master smile, and she was taken aback for a while, silently thinking that Master smiled better.

"Practice for two hours a day. If you are young, don't worry too much. It's best to build a foundation after fifteen." After seeing the talent of the young disciple, Lu Li had to say something like this. She wondered if it would be suppressed. The cultivation base, the young disciple must be able to build the foundation before the age of fifteen.

"Master, why?" Yun Qingzhi didn't understand why he had to be fifteen to build a foundation.

"After the foundation is built, the physique is fixed. Although it can be transformed into a different appearance, the physique cannot be reshaped, so the disciple must eat well and grow taller." Lu Li rarely teased the little disciple.

Don't blame her, although the little disciple looks very cute, she is a bit smaller than her peers.

"Okay." Yun Qingzhi blushed and lowered her head.

"Where did Master go?" Yun Qingzhi asked curiously. It was obvious that Master didn't come in from outside, but she had searched the entire hall just now and didn't see Master.

Lu Li pointed to the plum forest in full bloom all year round at Qingyun Peak: "Mei Lin."

Yun Qingzhi grasped the stone table with her fingertips: "No wonder, Tu'er hasn't been to see it yet."

Seeing that the disciple had been watching, Lu Li asked, "You can go to see if you want, you can go anywhere in Qingyun Peak."

"Okay~ Thank you, Master." Yun Qingzhi jumped off the stone bench and smiled shyly.

When Lu Li saw her walking towards Mei Lin, he took out a book from the storage ring, turned the pages of the book with his white fingertips, a book of strange anecdotes, there were so many things in this realm of cultivation, maybe he might not know all about it in his entire life.

Even before he died, he was an nerdy, but Lu Li is still the same as modern people, with some common problems, and his mind is a little more impetuous than the native cultivation world.

So occasionally Lu Li would read some miscellaneous books to relieve his boredom.

As soon as Yun Qingzhi entered the Meilin, she was shocked. This Meilin occupies one-third of the area of ​​the peak. The fragrance of the plum is the scent of the master, which is very beautiful.

There is a pavilion in the plum forest with a chess board, a small bookshelf, and a tea set, which seems to be used by people.

There was also a small pond with live fish in it. Yun Qingzhi unconsciously stretched out his hand. The water temperature was just right. When her fingertips entered the water, the red fishes were not afraid to surround themselves.