Chapter 1 — I Missed Sleeping With Master

I have secretly loved my master for many years, but kept it so secret that no one discovered it. At little sister's birthday party, I drank too much. Afraid that I might accidentally say something I shouldn't say, I cautiously asked each person what I did last night. The third junior brother said, I would put my arm around anyone I met and open my mouth: "I'm not bragging..." Little junior sister said, besides the master, even the dog in the sect was pulled out and scolded twice by me. I breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit embarrassing, at least I wasn't so drunk that I ran away to confess my love to my master. As a result, as soon as I lifted the blanket, I saw my master lying next to me in disheveled clothes. Me: “…” Ha ha. Go ahead and die.

01

That day, I thought a lot. Thinking about the past, thinking about the future, even thinking about using death to preserve reputation. I hung the rope from the rafters, then suddenly remembered that the field at Duoc Tong was about to be plowed. If I die, the third junior brother - that guy with a mind filled with emotional matters - will definitely be tricked into plowing the fields for free. Furthermore, I have not yet become a chief disciple, nor have I become famous in the world. No matter how I think about it, I feel dissatisfied. After a moment of consideration, I quietly jumped down and pulled the blanket over my master's head. I repented in a low voice:

“For the sake of my fortune and future, I dare to ask you to leave.”

The next second, my wrist was grabbed tightly. Master slowly opened his eyes. The morning light outside the window was beautiful, slantingly shining into his amber eyes.

“What are you doing?”

His voice was hoarse, carrying a look of sleepiness and fatigue. After sitting up, the master's eyes slowly fell on the empty rope behind me.

“You want to play on the swings early in the morning?”

The man's shirt was in disarray, his black hair was falling like a waterfall. While raising her hand to tie her hair in a bun, a patch of skin on her chest was exposed. The porcelain-white skin was covered with obscure marks, and there was a clear tooth mark on the collarbone. … He sighed, fell and lay down again.

"Young people really have a lot of energy. This old skeleton of my teacher really can't stand your torment."

Ta: “…”

02

I bowed my head and knelt before my master to confess my sin. At the same time, in my heart I silently mourned for my dead dignity and my status as a master who was about to disappear into thin air. I am the eldest disciple of the master, and there are three junior brothers and sisters below, each of whom has the five poisons. The third junior brother has top-level earth spirit roots, but is passionate about being someone's seasonal boyfriend. Little Junior Sister can cure cold and broken bones. The second junior brother was quite less worried, practiced diligently every day, and never caused trouble. Except that he said he wanted to practice the Emotionless Path. I told him not to cause trouble. The rate of cultivating the Emotionless Path is so low that it is like being haunted by a ghost. I patiently advised him, giving examples and presenting the truth, but still could not make him change his mind. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, I couldn't help but drink a few more cups, and then... My ears turned red as I listened to my master describe the situation at that time. After listening for a while, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

“Master.”

I raised my head to look at you.

"Even though I know I'm being very disobedient, but..."

I waited for a long time, but finally couldn't help but ask:

"But someone who has practiced for so many years, if I push him, he falls down, is this reasonable?"

Not reasonable! Completely inappropriate reason!

“What's not right?”

"Since the teacher is old and weak, how can he resist me?"

The person leisurely removed the belt of his shirt, revealing the lovely red marks on his body. The eyes looking at me were also a bit more resentful.

“You can just wear it and play with it whatever you want.”

I understand. It's me who takes the initiative. An honest and peaceful person like me, just being so frustrated causes a lot of disasters. I frantically reached for the belt of his shirt, blushing and tying it neatly.

“You don't need to blame yourself either.”

The Master patted my hand gently, his expression filled with comfort, and there was even a bit of strange kindness between his eyes.

"If you know your mistakes and correct them, you are still a good child. Master, please forgive me."

Huh? I was stunned. There seems to be something wrong with the developments. But specifically where it's wrong, I can't say. I scratched my head, feeling bloated and left the master's room. At the corner of the hallway, the third junior brother and junior junior sister walked over while talking and laughing. I quickly used the Hidden Body Technique to escape.

“Is it an illusion?”

“Just now I seemed to see the senior sister coming out of the master's room.”

“I see it too.”

The younger sister fell into deep contemplation:

“Why did she come to the master's room this early in the morning?”

The three junior brothers didn't care.

"The eldest sister has always been austere, so she must have gone to the master to discuss the mind's teachings. Can you still sleep with the master?"

Ta: “…”

03

My master, Tham So Bach, is the master who likes to give up the most in the entire Tien Minh. His catchphrase is:

"If there is someone at the top, there must be someone at the bottom. We calmly accept this bottom position, and consider it as doing a good deed every day."

But I'm a cultivator and can't stand anyone lying still and ignoring me all my life. Therefore, we began to use the opposite way to encourage people.

“Other masters at your age have long since established their cultivation, shouldering the burden of the mountain alone.”

“Other masters at your age, under your command, have long trained all over the world and are famous in the world of true cultivation.”

“Other monks…”

My mouth was taped with a Forbidden Sound Talisman, and Tham So Bach calmly lay down. The person turned around and threw a sword at me.

“Before you practice, don't come and bother me.”

Three months later, I performed the entire set of swordsmanship in front of you, my movements as seamless as flowing water and clouds. The yard is deep, the scent of flowers is falling. I raised my chin and raised my eyebrows to look at Tham So Bach. The sword's body reflects the person's quiet face.