Because I wrote this when school was about to start, it was not well written
There is a female cultivator with a very high level of cultivation in Ziyun Immortal Mansion. In the eyes of everyone, she is a highly prestigious elder of Ziyun Immortal Mansion. By chance, she accepted a young man as her disciple.
Ah, this is an incredible achievement. The little boy almost makes the female cultivator's heart turn into cuteness. How can he be so cute?
But this female cultivator never thought of continuing the opening chapter, but this obedient and well-behaved attitude was just the side of a teenager.
When he first entered the school, the young man still had a childlike look on his face and always followed her quietly. He practiced diligently while holding a sword; while listening to her lecture, he lowered his eyes seriously, his clear eyes only reflecting her figure.
The female cultivator only regarded this as the disciple's pure admiration for the master.
She always behaved differently from the Immortal Sect's rules, and was often fearful and alienated from others. It was rare to find such a young disciple who was not afraid of her, so she took care of him everywhere, and only wanted to train him to become a unique disciple of the Immortal Sect.
Years go by, and years pass by in a hurry.
The frail boy of the past has lost his childishness and his figure is upright. He is no longer the soft and waxy child he was before.
The thoughts hidden under respect also grow wildly with age.
He still abides by the etiquette of his disciples, watches the morning and dusk carefully, and obeys his master's orders in everything. But the look she was looking at was no longer the simple respect of a junior for an elder.
The hot, forbearing, and admiring gaze fell on the female cultivator again and again.
The female cultivator later noticed this strangeness and couldn't help but feel confused.
She recalled that she usually behaved erratically and did not follow secular etiquette, and even many of her classmates were afraid to avoid him.
She really couldn't figure out where in the world she was, worthy of the disciple she raised with her own hands, to have such thoughts.
"You..." She frowned and looked at the young man in front of her, "Do you know that I am your master."
The young man's hands hanging by his sides clenched slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at her, the affection in his eyes no longer concealed.
"Disciple knows."
"But the road to immortality is long and there are countless etiquettes, but they can't stop me from being happy with you."
Intention: He Jiyue's light has gone
