bioinnovel Chapter 204 Master, Master
Chapter 204 Master, Master
The mountain gate was half-closed, and moss covered the stone steps.
When the wind blows, the copper bells on the eaves ring, their sound clear and cold, like a drop of water falling into a deep pool.
The ancient cypress tree in the courtyard must be quite old. Its gnarled branches reach towards the gray sky. An old Taoist priest with an extremely aged face sits beneath the ancient cypress, his hands resting on a jade flute, playing a serene and distant tune.
Master...
In his dream, Gu Yan saw a familiar figure. He felt as if he had returned to his past life, back to when he was very young. He wanted to run towards him, to run towards his master, but his master's figure grew farther and farther away, becoming more and more blurred.
Master, Master—
He shouted in his dream.
The old Taoist priest under the ancient cypress seemed to have heard his voice. He put down his jade flute and slowly turned around. But the moment he turned around, the scene before him was like a tranquil lake being shattered.
"Master—"
Gu Yan woke up.
He sat on the bed, dressed in clean white clothes and covered with a quilt. He sat there blankly for several seconds before looking around as if waking from a dream. It was an elegant wooden house, bright and clean. The table was carved from root wood, and on it, a ceramic vase held several exotic flowers that looked like red plum blossoms, emitting a refreshing fragrance.
The azure curtains were gently lifted by the wind, and the melodious sound of a flute drifted in from outside the window.
Gu Yan stood up and walked towards the door. Outside, she saw a pond full of lotus leaves, with white lotuses standing gracefully on the water. Mist swirled around them, and the distant mountains resembled an ink painting. A man dressed in white, whiter than snow, stood before the railing of the waterside pavilion, playing a jade flute.
Gu Yan stared blankly at the figure, as if she were seeing her master.
My heart skipped a beat.
The word "Master" almost slipped out of my mouth.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
The master he remembered had an old face, unlike the person before him. And most importantly, his master had never hit him. Even when he was naughty as a child, slacking off and not doing his homework, his master never punished him. This guy, on the other hand, beat him mercilessly.
He is definitely not his master.
Qing Xuanzi had already noticed Gu Yan. He stopped playing his instrument, and his emerald eyes, which seemed to see through everything, looked at Gu Yan. He smiled softly and said, "You're awake."
Gu Yan walked towards Qing Xuanzi, stood in front of him, and bowed respectfully: "Senior Qing."
"Did you sleep well?" Qing Xuanzi asked with a smile.
Although his smile was gentle, Gu Yan hadn't forgotten how viciously he had beaten him. Before he lost consciousness, he had been beaten beyond recognition. As long as he wasn't unconscious, he would relentlessly torment him. In both his lives, he had never been so humiliated, nor had he ever been beaten so badly.
"Senior Qing, how long have I been unconscious?" Gu Yan asked.
"It wasn't long, only seven days," Qing Xuanzi said, toying with the jade flute in his hand. "It seems that being near death can stimulate your potential. Your self-healing ability is quite astonishing. Perhaps I can go a little deeper."
Gu Yan: "..."
Are you a sadist?
Qing Xuanzi moved into the room and sat down beside the jade table. Gu Yan followed him in, and Qing Xuanzi gestured for her to sit opposite him. Gu Yan sat down on the futon. Qing Xuanzi put away his jade flute and set out the tea set to brew tea.
Qing Xuanzi was dressed in pristine white robes, with a handsome and refined appearance, a graceful demeanor, and an elegant bearing.
As Gu Yan watched him skillfully brew tea, she compared him to her own master. The more she compared them, the more she felt that he was different from her master.
My master is not that kind of twisted, sadistic maniac whose outward appearance and inner self are completely opposite.
"Why are you staring at my face? Is there something on my face?" Qing Xuanzi asked with a smile.
Gu Yan quickly replied, "My apologies, I just felt that you resembled someone I knew."
"Oh? Who is it?" Qing Xuanzi asked with interest.
Gu Yan looked away and gazed outside, saying, "Looking closely, it doesn't look like it anymore."
"Is that so?" Qing Xuanzi placed a cup of tea in front of Gu Yan.
The teacup was jade-colored, and the tea soup rose like clouds and mist, transforming into the shape of a dragon.
"Try it, this is tea that I planted myself," said Qingxuanzi.
Gu Yan picked up the cup of tea and inhaled its aroma. Just a light sniff was enough to make her feel the fragrance penetrate her very soul. The tea was probably no less precious than a rare and divine medicine. Gu Yan took a small sip, and her beautiful face almost contorted with bitterness.
What kind of tea is this?
It's so bitter, it's so hard to drink!
"How is it? How is it?" Qing Xuanzi asked with a smile.
"Senior, what kind of tea is this? It's so bitter!" Gu Yan said.
"Is it bitter? Everyone else who drank it said it was good," Qing Xuanzi said.
Gu Yan looked into his blue eyes and said, "Perhaps they dare not tell the truth."
Upon hearing this, Qing Xuanzi burst into laughter. He picked up the teapot and filled Gu Yan's cup to the brim: "Well, you're quite honest."
"Honesty is a virtue," Gu Yan said.
"Honesty is a virtue, yet you disguised yourself as a woman and infiltrated the Palace of Heartless Love," Qing Xuanzi said mockingly.
Mentioning this made Gu Yan feel embarrassed again, and he quickly explained, "I had no choice. I was seriously injured and unconscious at the time, and was taken in by a female disciple of the Heartless Palace. If I didn't disguise myself as a woman, I was afraid that the Palace Master of the Heartless Palace would beat me to death."
"Oh, is that so?" Qing Xuanzi picked up his teacup, took a sip, then seemed to find the tea himself too bitter and immediately put it down. "Who seriously injured you?"
"A goddess queen, I don't know who she is." Gu Yan thought of the goddess queen and then thought of her lost Vermilion Bird Banner, Black Tortoise Banner, and White Tiger Banner.
Those three flags were probably picked up by that goddess queen.
I will definitely take revenge and get it back when I see her again.
"You're quite impressive to have escaped from the God King's clutches," Qing Xuanzi said.
"It was just luck," Gu Yan said.
Qing Xuanzi said, "You escaped using a magic weapon, didn't you?"
Gu Yan smiled wryly: "Otherwise what? I'm the real immortal."
"If you're so good at causing trouble, why didn't you master the art of escaping?"
"I didn't cause any trouble. I was just passing by when she saw me and wanted to kill me."
"quibble."
Gu Yan: "..."
Gu Yan stared at Qing Xuanzi for a long while, then mustered his courage and asked, "Senior Qing, have I offended you in any way?"
They're always finding fault with him.
"If you had offended me, would you still be alive to sit here and talk to me?" Qing Xuanzi said with a smile.
Gu Yan: "..."
"Your tea is getting cold, drink it quickly," Qing Xuanzi said.
Gu Yan picked up her teacup and muttered a small complaint, "This tea is bitter..."
Qing Xuanzi glared at her, and Gu Yan quickly forced him to swallow the contents of her mouth.
It's so bitter, it's unbearably bitter. How can tea be this bitter?
"Come on, another one."
Qing Xuanzi smiled and poured Gu Yan another cup.
Gu Yan didn't want to drink it, but he didn't dare not. Qing Xuanzi, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy watching him make a bitter face.
After drinking seven cups of tea, totem-like markings of plant silk appeared on Gu Yan's skin, a powerful force surged within his body, and his entire body radiated a blue light. Looking at the blue patterns on his hands, the "Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique" began to circulate automatically within his body.
Without Qing Xuanzi's permission, Gu Yan began to use her hands to form hand seals on the futon to digest the medicinal effects of the spiritual tea.