Bai Yuemian's master is an unattainable figure in the world of cultivation. His cold and indifferent nature and celestial appearance make many female cultivators fall in love with him.
But in his eyes there was only Taoism and no love.
Bai Yuemian also likes Master.
Not respect, not admiration.
It's a woman's liking for a man, wanting to have a relationship with him, and go through life and death with him.
She told her master her feelings, but her cold and reserved master dismissed her.
He said that she was young and did not understand love, and expelled her from the school to let her calm down.
Later, I heard that my master had obsessions, failed to ascend to the Mahayana, and lost all his cultivation.
Look, a handful of snow that was once so unattainable has now fallen to the ground, how pitiful it is.
Bai Yuemian left the school and her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. When she heard the news, she was extremely excited.
She sneaked into the master's gate overnight and snatched the master back.
Small theater:
During the training, the demon of desire caused chaos and released emotional barriers. All the disciples were blushing and almost couldn't stand, but the master's face remained unchanged.
That night when the demon of desire was sealed away, Bai Yuemian had a dream:
In the side room separated by a wall from her, Master tied himself tightly with a lock.
His robes were messy, his hair was crooked, his sweaty chest was pressed against the cold stone wall, and his Adam's apple was trembling with pain.
He called her name in fragments.
The next day, Master's black hair was tied high, his clothes were dust-free, and his expression was cold and indifferent.
But Bai Yuemian unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the red mark on his wrist where the lock had worn it.
Bai Yuemian: (⊙o⊙) If you want to play with this, I won't be sleepy anymore
Purpose: From the great to the simple