Crazy! the Taoist Master Is a Black-Bellied Green Tea

Ling Qingxuan, the top leader in the cultivation world, is the flower of the Qingming Sect's ancestors - as cold as if he had just been fished out of the ice cellar, so abstinent that even the world of mortals would avoid him, but he protects his shortcomings and has the attribute of "blindness". One day when he went down the mountain to pick up garbage (cross out) to eliminate demons, the immortal accidentally picked up a crying little Su Muyan. The young man was more beautiful than the fairy flowers in the Immortal Garden, and his mouth was so sweet that he would post it when he got the opportunity: "Master's hands are so warm, but the disciple is so cold~" "It's all thanks to the master's protection, otherwise the disciple would have been blown away by the wind." When something happened, he suddenly became incontinent with tears. He shrank behind Ling Qingxuan, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, and the "Green Tea Code of Conduct" was engraved into his DNA. Ling Qingxuan has lived for thousands of years, how has he ever seen this battle? He was originally so hard-hearted that he could knock out sparks, but he was blunted by this "weak and unable to take care of himself" disciple - the disciple had to apply medicine himself to every broken hand. Some people dared to say that the disciple was wrong. The Immortal Lord's eyes pierced the other person's eyes, but he didn't even realize it: "It's just to protect the disciple, it's reasonable." Who would have thought that this little green tea would be full of evil and crazy? Su Muyan kept a shocking secret (perhaps he came to steal his master, come for revenge, or he simply wanted to abduct the Immortal Master), pretending to be weak at every step, but in the end, he got himself involved in the trap by pretending to be so cool - seeing the Master's cold face turning red, did he actually think it was better than revenge? When the sect was attacked, he secretly stabbed and killed all the villains in the room. He turned around and wiped away his tears and threw himself into his master's arms: "Master, help me! I'm so scared!" It was logical that he deceived himself into the position of a Taoist monk. Internally, he clearly controlled the master's daily life (the master's tea must be brewed three times, and the master's tea must be brewed three times.