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After his parents died in the battle to slay demons, Su Zheli lived in the human world. After suffering many hardships, he was finally brought back to Qingwu, the leader of the six immortal sects.
His master Le Feidao, the next head of Qingwu, was forced to accept him as his disciple.
Zheli is well-behaved, knows etiquette, and has a delicate mind. He senses that Feidao, who has always been indifferent, is resistant to accepting him as his disciple.
But despite the resistance, Zheli could still feel that he was doing his best to become a qualified master.
However, Zheli discovered that the master had a secret.
Under that pure and flawless Taoist heart, there seems to be a shadow...
With the death of Qing Sheng, the ties that maintained the six factions were broken. The leaders of each faction were too lazy to maintain superficial friendship, and the alliance was in danger.
Zheli, who had just begun to fall in love, had no reason to get angry with Fei Dao, so he joined the team that went down the mountain for training, and since then he has been involved in endless weird things.
The strange phenomena of Qitan Village where smoke and fire are extinguished, the mountain spirit of Shengquan Temple undergoes strange changes, the troll chaos in the southeastern dense forest, the collapse of six sects, and the turmoil of the demon world...
He discovered that Feidao had a close relationship with the young master of the demon world, and that there was another hidden reason behind the death of his parents during the battle to slay the demon.
There are too many puzzles that are difficult to guess, and even more so the word love is unsolvable.
Ambiguity, if there is no intention, then there is no desire, if there is intention, it will be a temptation.
I don't know when, they have been seduced by each other. A hundred years is not worth a moment.
Intention: live up to
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Finished spreading flowers! [Spread flowers] The setting of this book is really cool, I like it ~ [Love eyes]
Thinking of my own experience, when I was 7.8 Years old, I liked to chase my English teacher. When she went to the office, I would watch her from the window. Sometimes she thought it was funny or was she shy? When I felt like she was about to come out, I hurried back to the classroom and almost fell down once. When I saw her go back, I looked at her again and just stared at her like a pervert. There was nothing to do during class, so I suggested that I go see the English teacher with my classmates. The classmates all felt helpless and speechless. Hahaha, because I liked her, I always scored 100 points on the English test. When I scored 100 points, I felt in my heart that my love for her was also 100 points, and she would be happy. Thinking of this, I felt that it was worth it. This score seemed like it should have been mine. After that, I gradually lost my enthusiasm for her. I used to rush to answer questions, but now I start to blush and fail to answer when asked. To be honest, she has a bad temper. Maybe I had a strong filter for her in the past. I hope she will only be gentle to me. I will be happy when she smiles at me. Later, my grades got lower and lower, and I lost more and more enthusiasm for her. Later, she became the head teacher of another class. Sometimes when we saw each other, she would give me a smile or a helpless smile to the students in her class. In fact, I felt warm in my heart, even though I knew I would never be able to go back to the beginning.
Didn't the extra line say that the emperor was trying to match up the queen and the prime minister? Then they are both not called an affair, right? [Covering face, laughing and crying]
Finished spreading flowers! [Spread flowers] The setting of this book is really cool, I like it ~ [Love eyes]
Thinking of my own experience, when I was 7.8 Years old, I liked to chase my English teacher. When she went to the office, I would watch her from the window. Sometimes she thought it was funny or was she shy? When I felt like she was about to come out, I hurried back to the classroom and almost fell down once. When I saw her go back, I looked at her again and just stared at her like a pervert. There was nothing to do during class, so I suggested that I go see the English teacher with my classmates. The classmates all felt helpless and speechless. Hahaha, because I liked her, I always scored 100 points on the English test. When I scored 100 points, I felt in my heart that my love for her was also 100 points, and she would be happy. Thinking of this, I felt that it was worth it. This score seemed like it should have been mine. After that, I gradually lost my enthusiasm for her. I used to rush to answer questions, but now I start to blush and fail to answer when asked. To be honest, she has a bad temper. Maybe I had a strong filter for her in the past. I hope she will only be gentle to me. I will be happy when she smiles at me. Later, my grades got lower and lower, and I lost more and more enthusiasm for her. Later, she became the head teacher of another class. Sometimes when we saw each other, she would give me a smile or a helpless smile to the students in her class. In fact, I felt warm in my heart, even though I knew I would never be able to go back to the beginning.
Didn't the extra line say that the emperor was trying to match up the queen and the prime minister? Then they are both not called an affair, right? [Covering face, laughing and crying]