Ever since he became a disciple of Immortal Lord Linglan, Lu Xiaoyu's life has become unstable.
All the disciples of Xiuzhen said that he was not worthy to be the disciple of the number one immortal, and they bullied him, squeezed him, and isolated him every day in his lectures.
Even the beauties he liked yelled at him all day long because they were in love with the Master, which made him very depressed.
Fortunately, he has a good disciple, and his brothers and sisters are willing to protect him, pamper him, and help him fight.
But there is also a bad thing, that is, he is always prevented from falling in love intentionally or unintentionally, and all the beauties he falls in love with end up in the mouths of his senior brothers and sisters.
Being intercepted by his senior brother again, Lu Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to his master to complain.
His master was kind-hearted and not only didn't mind his poor health, but taught him how to practice every day. He also discussed Taoism with him late at night from time to time, which benefited him a lot.
The most important thing is that Master doesn't stop him from pursuing beauties!
"Master, if I have someone I admire, my love will be snatched away by a knife. Why are my brothers and sisters not allowed to fall in love with me alone?"
Immortal Lord Linglan, who had always been aloof and looked down upon everything in the world, looked at his disciple and lifted his chin with the tip of his sword. The coldness in his frosty eyes was no longer full of unsatisfied desire: "Because I don't allow it."
-I see how charming my disciple is, and I expect that my disciple should be like this when he sees me.
Purpose: If you were an immortal, there would be no demons in the world.