I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 51
byPlanting plum blossoms in ice and snow
The tree species in the plum forest are all in order. Wherever Ren Qiu Yin’an wants to plant this new plum, it seems to destroy the original scenery. After thinking about it, this is his and Wan Qiongju’s plum tree. Why should it be planted in the back mountain plum forest? He wants to plant it in the courtyard of the dormitory, so that when he sits on the wooden couch in front of the window, he can see it when the window is opened.
But as soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw the old apricot tree in the yard, and he felt troubled again.
Thanks to the aura of Qingxuan Peak, the trunk of the apricot tree has grown to be more than two or three times thicker than that of ordinary apricot trees, and its trunk stretches a bit exaggeratedly. If the courtyard were not spacious enough, the tree would probably reach the eaves of the house and block the light.
Qiu Yin walked half a circle around the apricot tree in the snow, her brows getting tighter and tighter.
If you plant a new plum to the east of an apricot tree, the apricot tree will bloom and bear fruit next year, and the branches will be covered with flowers and leaves.
If planted on the west side and next to the pavilion, it will look cramped and destroy the original layout of the yard. What is an elegant yard will be messed up by two trees.
Qiu Yin’an stretched out his hand and poked the rough trunk of the apricot tree, his tone full of disgust: “What do you think you do to grow so big? How can it grow if it blocks the light that the plum tree deserves?”
Wan Qiongju laughed at the cute way Qiu Yin’an talked to the tree. He knelt down and placed the new plum seedlings at his feet, “Master, when the plum blossoms bloom in winter, the apricot trees have already fallen leaves, so they will not block the light.”
Qiu Yin’an also knew about this, but he just didn’t like the old apricot tree. He always felt that the old apricot tree took up most of the yard, while his and Wan Qiongju’s plum blossom trees didn’t take up that much.
Qiu Yin’an stared at the shadows cast by the old apricot branches. The more she thought about it, the more awkward she felt. “Either move it to another courtyard, otherwise this courtyard will look messy.”
Wan Qiongju nodded in agreement, “Just do as Master says. I’ll first explore how deep the roots of this tree are.”
After finishing speaking, Wan Qiongju twirled his five fingers, and a hazy white magic talisman condensed in his palm. He raised his wrist and pressed his head under the tree root. He originally wanted to let the magic talisman stick down the cracks in the frozen soil, but unexpectedly, the magic talisman exploded suddenly when it touched the ground, and the frozen soil was shaken to create a crack as wide as a person’s length.
Wan Qiongju himself did not expect that his talisman could be so powerful. He staggered on his feet and almost stumbled to the ground due to the movement of the ground. But when he turned around, he saw that his beloved master had fallen to the ground.
Wan Qiongju’s heart suddenly twitched. He hurriedly stepped to Qiu Yin’an’s side, dragged the back of Qiu Yin’an’s head, put his arms around his waist and lifted him up from the cold ground, “Did you get hurt?”
Qiu Yin’an stood up with Wan Qiongju’s strength, “It’s okay, I just didn’t expect you to put so much spiritual power into the talisman, so I couldn’t stand firm for a while.”
Wan Qiongju gently patted the broken snow on Qiu Yin’an’s body, “I’m sorry, I didn’t control my strength well.”
Qiu Yin’an looked at the cracks on the ground, slightly worried.
The growth of ordinary monks’ spiritual power follows its own rhythm as their cultivation level increases, and there is never a situation where they cannot master their spiritual power well. Wan Qiongju’s method of cultivation is a different approach, relying entirely on dual cultivation with him. This method of cultivation can increase spiritual power very quickly, but the disadvantage is that this growth has no rules, and even the caster cannot control it well.
Qiu Yin’an stretched out his hand to cover Wan Qiongju’s palm. He softened his voice and said, “You can’t control your spiritual power. It must be growing too fast. There is dry energy trapped in your meridians. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I will help you regulate your breathing.”
“It’s not uncomfortable. I’ll just take a breather and be fine.” Wan Qiongju held Qiu Yin’an’s hand and kissed it on his lips. “Don’t worry about me. I’m making progress slowly. Not only can I take good care of myself, but I will also take good care of you in the future.”
Qiu Yin’an’s gaze fell on Wan Qiongju’s deep eyes, where his own figure was reflected, as well as a trace of unbreakable worry.
When this young man first came to Xishan Palace, he was full of longing for the future and never had any worries in his eyes. But now he has to worry about his situation. Wan Qiongju should not have to bear so much in such a glorious age.
Qiu Yin’an swiped the end of Wan Qiongju’s eyes with his fingertips, “Xiao Wan, I know you want to become stronger quickly, but with the dual cultivation method, you are already eager to achieve success, so you can’t be impatient anymore.”
Wan Qiongju: “I know, don’t worry about me, I will meditate and regulate my breathing during these days.”
Qiu Yin’an moved forward, his forehead touching the young man’s, “Are you also worried about the fact that the soul of the great witch master has been found? You don’t need to worry too much about this matter.”
He continued to explain: “The most critical thing right now is to deal with Chen Liang first. As long as the Eight Directions Formation is 10%, Chen Liang will die, and the shaman cultivator will have no reliance in the world of cultivation. Without the support of Qingxuan Peak’s resources, it will be difficult for them to resurrect the great witch master. When the time comes, I willAfter taking the position of Lord, I will discuss the resurrection of the Great Witch Lord with all the immortal sects. What I told you that day in Merlin is only a one in ten thousand possibility, and it is the worst plan.If I had known that you would be so worried, I would not have told you that day.”
Wan Qiongju wiped his face and breathed a long sigh of relief, “Actually, what I’m most worried about is not the resurrection of the Great Witch Lord.”
Qiu Yin’an asked puzzledly: “Then what are you most worried about?”
Wan Qiongju was silent for a moment and buried her head in Qiu Yin’an’s neck, “I don’t know what I should worry about. I just hope that life will always be as good as it is now.”
“Yes.” Qiu Yin’an smiled and touched Wan Qiongju’s head. He also leaned his head gently on Wan Qiongju’s shoulder. “As long as I am here, you don’t have to worry about anything. Even if I am no longer by your side in the future, I will pave all the way for you. I will never let you go through these storms again.”
Warm breath brushed the side of Wan Qiongju’s neck, and the warmth flowed down his neck and into his heart. Wan Qiongju lay in Qiu Yin’an’s ear and said: “You won’t be away, you will always be by my side, I love you, Qiu Yin’an.”
“I love you too, Wan Qiongju.” When Qiu Yin’an raised his head, there were already a pair of touching hooks in his eyes.
Wan Qiongju looked at the lips that were so close, touched them lightly, and then pinched Qiu Yin’an’s earlobes with both hands, squeezing them gently.
Qiu Yin’an was itchy when he squeezed her. She tilted her head and rubbed his hand like a little civet cat, “It’s so itchy.”
Qiu Yin’an’s tone was extremely soft. Wan Qiongju was aroused by the tickling sound. He brought his lips close to the red earlobe and took a bite. He felt that this was not enough, so he pressed the back of Qiu Yin’an’s head and kissed her crazily. After the kiss, both of them were breathing in confusion and their eyes were filled with ecstasy.
“No.” Qiu Yin’an pouted slightly. He still had reason to stop Wan Qiongju’s thoughts of going deeper, “I will be on my way tomorrow, not today.”
“I know, how can I let you make you travel so hard.” Wan Qiongju kissed the tip of Qiu Yin’an’s nose with lingering feelings, “Now I just want to move this old apricot tree for you and plant a plum tree to make you happy.”
The apricot tree was moved to the side yard, and a new plum tree was replaced in the yard. The two used magic to melt away the last handful of frozen soil, and covered the roots of the tree together.
Wan Qiongju hung a small wooden plaque on the plum tree. Qiu Yin’an went over to look at it. On it was engraved that Qiu Yin’an and Wan Qiongju and his wife planted it together. He couldn’t help laughing, “When did you do this? It’s so stupid.”
“Where are you stupid?” Wan Qiongju took advantage of the situation and held Qiu Yin’an’s hand, “I just want everyone to know that this is the tree planted by the two of us.”
Although Qiu Yin’an said it was silly, he still twisted his fingertips and carved another small plum blossom under the wooden sign.
Wan Qiongju hugged him from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder, “You obviously don’t feel stupid. You like it very much, right?”
Qiu Yin’an leaned into Wan Qiongju’s arms and replied, “I’m very happy if our names can be put together.”
Qiu Yin’an looked around and suddenly felt that the courtyard was a hundred times more pleasant than before. He felt happier than ever before. When he opened the window and saw the plum blossoms, he saw his sweetheart in front of him. He made a wish in his heart that such days would last forever.