Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

In the Fanjiangju courtyard, those destroyed Xiwu flowers have been completely removed by Wenliubing, and the seeds are sprinkled again to wait for germination.

Shen Gurong sat on the stone bench, holding the bamboo chi in his hand, and knocked on his palm.

Wen Liubing on the opposite side straightened his back, holding a pen and frowning, writing vigorously on the stone table, while Mu Ji and Yu Xinghe sat obediently on the side, with the spiritual fruit sent by Su Xiyan yesterday in front of them, pinching it from time to time. One ate carefully.

Shen Gurong squinted at him, and said coolly, "How many times?"

Before Wen Liubing could speak, Yu Xinghe raised his little hand high to share his brother's worries: "Go back to Master, 57 times."

Wen Liubing frowned: "Nonsense, you counted down a hundred times."

Shen Gurong looked at him: "Lying again? Stretch out your hand."

Wen Liubing reluctantly stretched out his hand, and Shen Gurong took the bamboo chi and hit it hard.

There was a crisp snap, and the two little dumplings beside them were startled.

Jianxiu's skin was rough and his flesh was thick, Wen Liubing didn't feel pain when he was hit once, but he didn't want to copy Lao Shizi's words even if he wanted to get hit twice more.

Wen Liubing did whatever he wanted, and said to Master seriously: "Master, please let me go to the Discipline Hall to be whipped, I really don't want to copy books anymore."

Shen Gurong: "..."

I have never seen such a rush to be beaten.

Shen Gurong raised his hand and tapped him on the shoulder, and said, "Straighten your back, and continue copying—are you also so lacking in perseverance when practicing swords?"

Wen Liubing said solemnly: "I can swing my sword tens of thousands of times a day, and I will never feel tired."

Shen Gurong scolded him: "Then you can't even copy the book two thousand times?! Don't you feel ashamed in front of the younger brother?"

Wen Liubing was shocked: "Master, isn't it nine hundred times?"

"You squeezed your junior brother to help you copy, doubled."

Sanshui is like mourning a concubine.

Yu Xinghe and Mu Yu chatted about Guozi at the side, seeing the big brother sweating profusely copying books, feeling a little secretly refreshed.

Shen Gurong saw that Wen Liubing started copying books again, so he turned his attention to Mu Yu Yu Xinghe, and his voice immediately softened.

"What did you learn in the morning class today, is there anything difficult to understand?"

Yu Xinghe hurriedly raised his little hand. He has always been a person who would not let go of talking to his master whenever he had the opportunity, and even if he didn't have the opportunity, he would create an opportunity.

Today's morning class is the herbal medicine class of Lou Bugui, Yu Xinghe said: "Uncle Lou taught us today the formula for 'separating the soul', saying that even the great power of the Mahayana period can easily separate the soul. Master, if the soul What are the consequences of being separated from the body?"

Shen Gurong's face froze, and she thought to herself expressionlessly: "The consequence is to be stupid for two days."

Mu Yan lowered his head, hiding the smile in his eyes.

Shen Gurong didn't answer this, but raised her eyebrows slightly: "Your Uncle Lou taught you poison again?"

Yu Xinghe blinked: "Yes."

Shen Gurong said: "Next time you take his class, you don't want to take it."

Yu Xinghe was taken aback, and said timidly: "But if you don't have morning class, the head teacher will scold you."

Shen Gurong thought for a while: "I'll go and talk to him."

Yu Xinghe nodded hurriedly.

While the two were talking, Wen Liubing began to feel restless again.

Strange to say, Wen Liubing has the patience and perseverance to swing his sword thousands of times a day, but he has no patience for simple copying. Every time he copies a few times, the words will fly up. "和" is written by him. It's like "killing" abruptly.

Shen Gurong saw that he could hardly sit still, held up the bamboo chi, and said: "Since you can't calm down, then Master will play a song for you to calm down."

Mu Yan: "..."

Without further ado, Mu Ji jumped off the stone bench to say goodbye, but his master didn't give him a chance, Sanshui and Yu Xinghe were all looking forward to it.

Mu Yan closed his eyes in horror, wishing he could close his ears too.

Shen Gurong tried to put the bamboo chi to her lips.

After a while, Wen Liubing's face was dull, with "who am I and what am I doing" written all over her face.

Yu Xinghe is a complete little fool. Like his master, he should have no rhythm at all. He can't even remember the name of the bamboo chi, but he is still clapping happily: "Master bamboo... the bamboo flute is like the sound of heaven."

Mu Yan: "..."

Sanshui: "..."

Shen Gurong also practiced in secret before, and he felt that Yuemo would show his shame in public when he could show his hands. Seeing Yu Xinghe cheering so much, he felt a little embarrassed.

However, he was only ashamed for a moment, and soon, Shen Gu Rong's confidence increased greatly.

"I'm really talented. I'll go find my senior brother later." Shen Gurong thought happily, "Let him replace tenth senior brother's poison class and replace it with my temperament class."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban's pupils trembled.

Wen Liubing was under the influence of Shen Gurong's magic sound, and his writing was like flying. He could finish the two thousand times that he could copy in one day in half a day.

Shen Gurong fell asleep at the side, and when he saw the flamboyant characters, he barely passed the exam.

Wen Liubing fled in despair, never wanting to touch a pen again in this life.

But before he ran far, he heard his master say: "From today on, Sanshui should go to morning class every day."

Wen Liubing turned around in shock.

Shen Gurong looked at his handwriting with distaste: "Your handwriting is too ugly, your younger brother is better at writing than you - Sanshui, did you hear that?"

Wen Liubing couldn't hear it, so he ran away.

The spirit fruit had already been eaten, and Mu Yan was quietly clearing the table.

Yu Xinghe thought his master was praising him, and looked at Shen Gurong eagerly.

Seeing his gaze, Shen Gurong raised her hand to caress Yu Xinghe's little head: "Xinghe studies hard and practice a lot, I believe he will be able to practice good calligraphy soon."

Yu Xinghe was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Master was not praising him, he pursed his lips in grievance, and nodded: "Yes."

Mu Yu stood aside, unfazed by favor or humiliation, as if he didn't care about Shen Gurong's criticism and appreciation, but in a corner where no one else could find, his hand was hanging down his sleeve and he held it tightly, his knuckles were a little white.

Shen Gurong looked at the sky and said, "It's very late, let's go back first."

Yu Xinghe nodded, and went back a little disappointed.

Mu Ji packed up the fruit cores and bowed down to salute. When he was about to leave, Shen Gurong suddenly stopped him.

"Mu Banished."

Mu Ji stopped and looked back at him.

Shen Gurong asked the question that he had been thinking about today: "In the future, do you still want to practice again?"

Mu Ji didn't seem to expect that he would ask himself this question, he froze in place, with a look of confusion flashing across his face.

Since he entered Liren Peak, his life has always been arranged by others, even if he has objections, he can't make a splash. This is the first time that Shen Gurong has asked him about his own wishes in more than a year.

Mu Ban murmured: "If I don't want to."

Shen Gurong said: "If you don't want to, then you can stay in Liren Peak until you reach adulthood, and then I will send you to the mortal world."

What Mu Ban wanted from the beginning to the end was to leave Liren Peak and live a peaceful life as an ordinary person.

Shen Fengxue saved his life and gave him a place to settle down, he was grateful; then Shen Fengxue forced him to practice Taoism regardless of his wishes, and after suffering countless pains, Mu Ban's immature heart was full of resentment.

But after just a few days, Mu Ji desperately tried to recall the resentment he had towards his master, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Those painful memories seemed to disappear unconsciously, replaced by the scene of him being in the sea of ​​fire.

Surrounded by the blazing heat of dying, in despair, Shen Fengxue, dressed in green, descended from the sky like an exiled fairy, desperately rushing into the sea of ​​flames and hugging him, who was covered in filth, in his arms.

When Shen Fengxue hugged him, his arms were trembling slightly. At first, Mu Ji thought that he couldn't bear to see the children being burned, but later he realized that his master was just afraid of fire.

Mu Yu had thought countless times, since he was afraid of fire, why did he rush in to save me?

It was just this thought that allowed him to maintain a sliver of clarity during the painful struggle of more than a year, so that he would not have a gloomy temper and deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.

But now, Shen Gurong told him gently that he could go to the mortal world peacefully and live his life of old age, sickness and death without cultivating and suffering, but Mu Yu couldn't be happy in his heart.

Seeing him stunned, Shen Gurong asked suspiciously, "Mu Banished?"

Mu Ban was shocked all over, and suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Shen Gurong with a complicated expression.

Shen Gurong encouraged him: "It's nothing, just do as you please, whether you want to stay or not, I will follow you."

After hesitating for a long time, Mu Ji said in a dull voice, "I...don't want to leave Liren Peak."

Shen Gurong blinked, as if surprised by the answer, but soon he smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

Mu Ji stared at Shen Gu Rong's rare smile, uncontrollably took a few steps forward, and suddenly hugged Shen Gu Rong's slender waist.

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and raised his hand to stroke Fu Mu's soft hair, thinking: "My child, it's cuter to act like a baby."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan blushed, immediately let go of his hands and took half a step back, his ears were turning red.

While shy, he couldn't help but think: No wonder he is so kind to Yu Xinghe, it turns out that Master really likes children who can act like a baby.

Shen Gurong saw that he was blushing, and was about to tease him a few words, when, out of the corner of his vision, he glanced at Xi Guxing, who was holding the door frame with a disgusted expression, coughed dryly, and patted Mu Yu on the head: "Go back."

Mu Yan nodded, saluted and left.

Only then did Shen Gurong walk over: "Why are you here?"

"Fifth Junior Brother said you disturbed the people, let me take a look." Xi Guxing frowned and said, "Aren't you very strict with Mu Ban before, why are you starting to be gentle now?"

Shen Gurong was not polite to him either: "I don't need you to point fingers when I teach my apprentices."

Xi Guxing glanced at him, raised his hand and took the bamboo chi on the table in his hand: "The murder weapon is confiscated."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong came over quickly, reaching out to snatch it: "Give it back to me."

Xi Guxing hit the back of his hand with a bamboo chi, and there was a "pop".

Shen Gurong used the bamboo chi to beat Wen Liubing just now, but now he was directly punished, and he shrank his hands in pain.

"Just wait." Xi Guxing said, "I'll find you a gentleman who knows how to play bamboo chi in another day. You can learn it for a few years before you come to harm others."

Shen Gurong glared at him.

Xi Guxing put away the bamboo chi, said: "Come, we have something to ask you."

Shen Gurong stepped forward in doubt, us?

Leaving Fanjiangju, there is Lianhua Lake within a few steps. Su Xiyan is sitting under the bodhi tree making tea, and Lou Bugui is squatting on the shore of Lianhua Lake with his knees in his arms, throwing fat fish into the lake.

Chao Jiuxiao's monster looks too big, and Xi Guxing ordered him to stop flooding the Lianhua Lake, otherwise the water in the Lianhua Lake would be drained by him in a few days.

There was no other way, Chao Jiuxiao could only be forced to shrink in size, and turned into a two-person Xiaoqingjiao coiled on the stone in the water, with his head raised slightly to eat the fish.

Seeing Shen Gurong approaching, he casually spit at Jiuxiao and spit out a whole fishbone.

Shen Gurong stopped and frowned, "Is he spitting on me?"

Su Xiyan hurriedly smoothed things over: "No, he's spitting out bones."

Before Chao Jiuxiao ate fish, he swallowed all the fish together with the meat and bones, but when Shen Gurong came, he spat after eating one, and his disgust was palpable.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong didn't want to be as knowledgeable as him, so she sat opposite Su Xiyan with her robe lifted.

Su Xiyan poured two cups of tea and put them on the small case, saying: "This year's new tea from Youzhou, try it."

Shen Gurong recalled that the things that Su Xiyan brought from Youzhou were either gadgets made from the mandibular skin and bones of monsters, or strange magic circles that were weird and useless. He looked at the things in the cup that seemed to add The poisoned tea should be squeezed in the hand without sipping, so as not to be poisoned to death.

Xi Guxing was even more straightforward, taking advantage of the time when Su Xiyan was serving tea to the building, he raised his hand and splashed the tea to the side, pretending to be "the tea is very good, I drank it all in one gulp".

Shen Gurong: "..."

After Su Xiyan came back, he poured a cup for Xi Guxing naturally.

Xi Guxing: "..."

Su Xiyan said: "Eleven, do you know why we came to see you today?"

Shen Gurong hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Chao Jiuxiao who was still spitting fish bones, and tried to ask: "Because of my half Yuandan?"

Su Xiyan nodded.

Shen Gurong was also silent.

He was quiet for a long while before whispering, "I don't know."

Su Xiyan said softly: "Gu Xing told me that you went crazy a few days ago, your temper has changed a lot, and some things don't remember much, but the matter of Yuan Dan is related to your Dao, eleven..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Guxing said impatiently: "He has never left Liren Peak before, and the remaining half of the Yuan Dan must be on the mountain. Since I don't remember, look for it, anyway, I will find it sooner or later."

Shen Gurong instinctively refused: "No need."

After he said it, he was stunned.

no?why not?

Yuan Dan is the foundation of a monk's attainment of the Tao, so half of it was lost for no reason, and others would have searched all over the world for a long time. How could it be possible for Shen Fengxue to have a mentality that has nothing to do with himself?

In other words, Shen Fengxue gave away the half of the Yuan Dan willingly?

That would make sense.

But to whom?

Thinking of this question, a person's name immediately appeared in Shen Gurong's mind.

Mu banished.

It is extremely difficult for mortals to enter the Tao. If Shen Fengxue really insisted on Mu Yu forcibly entering the Tao for some reason, is it possible that he will really give his Yuan Dan to Mu Yu?

Shen Gurong was thinking wildly, Su Xiyan said: "Eleven?"

Shen Gurong snapped back to his senses: "I'm here."

Su Xiyan said: "Why not? Do you have any thoughts?"

Shen Gurong glanced at Xi Guxing, and saw that he was impatiently tapping the short-sighted sword hanging from his waist, as if he was about to draw his sword and cut someone down in the next moment.

Before Mu Ban was possessed by the plague ghost, even if he hurt Li Suo under the circumstances that he couldn't control himself, Xi Guxing wished to kill Mu Ban. If he knew that Shen Fengxue might give half of the Yuan Dan to Mu Ban, he would be unhappy. Will he rush directly to destroy Yuan Dan who was exiled by Mu?

Shen Gurong said, "No."

Su Xiyan said worriedly: "Without Yuan Dan, it is very easy to lose your soul. Eleventh, you know that if this goes on for a long time, most of your Dao will be ruined."

Shen Gurong thought to herself that this should be Shen Fengxue's choice, and I won't take the blame for it.

Xi Guxing secretly poured another cup of tea, frowned and said, "I told you to go to Xianyun City to see the sixth junior brother, and you must listen."

Shen Gurong didn't say a word.

After Lou Bugui finished feeding the fish in the basket, he followed up the conversation with the three of them. He whispered, "Then what should we do now on Eleventh?"

Xi Guxing pondered for a moment, then said: "Choose a day to retreat."

Shen Gurong looked up.

"There is a spirit-gathering array made by the master in the eleventh retreat, and there are natural spiritual eyes on the back of the ice field, which can stabilize the soul and improve the cultivation level." Xi Guxing said, "Before the Yuan Dan is recovered, we can only rely on it." The spiritual eye is steady."

Shen Gurong said doubtfully: "I think it's okay..."

Xi Guxing sneered: "It's not bad that you can be stupid for two days just with a little contamination of Lihun?"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong didn't remember much about those two days, he could only vaguely hear someone whispering in his ear, as if there was still uncontrollable laughter - one could tell it was that guy Xi Guxing.

Shen Gurong was expressionless: "Did you guys do anything to me these two days?"

Xi Guxing said without blinking, "No, are we that kind of people?"

Shen Gurong didn't believe it, because Su Xiyan was already covering her lips and snickering beside her.

Shen Gurong took a deep breath, and looked coldly at the culprit who did not return to the building.

Lou Bugui felt the murderous look in Shen Gurong's eyes, and timidly buried his head in the basket, pretending to be dead.

The matter of retreat was finalized in this way, Shen Gurong returned to Fanjiangju, thought for a long time, and took out a pen and paper.

Since he came to the book, everything he encountered seemed to be closely related to the plot ten years later. Shen Gurong felt that his memory was not very good, and worried that he would forget some details after retreating for a long time, so he wrote it down.

"Bamboo slips, things of foreknowledge.

What is the relationship between the water ghost and the demon cultivator of the Bone Tomb.

Relegated to Mu, the pestilent ghost who came here from thousands of miles away, trying to seize his home.

The artifact, Shen Fengxue's century-old agreement.

Sanshui, death in the original book. "

The most important thing is the whereabouts of half of Shen Fengxue's Yuan Dan, and the relationship with Mu Ban.

After the flamboyant and phoenix dance finished writing, Shen Gurong blew on the ink marks, and after the ink dries, he folded the paper and put it in the storage ring on his wrist.

The next day, Shen Gurong informed the three apprentices of the news of the retreat.

Wen Liubing took the lead in expressing his joy and congratulations to send Master to retreat, because he would not have to be punished for copying books because he offended Master with his outspokenness.

Yu Xinghe burst into tears: "Master, will you be in seclusion for a long time? Will Xinghe not see you for a long time?"

Shen Gurong patted his little head: "I will leave the customs as soon as possible, you have to listen to what your brother and uncle say."

Yu Xinghe nodded with a sob.

Mu Yan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Shen Gurong looked at him, and felt that even he himself couldn't detect that there was Yuan Dan in Mu Yu's body. If it wasn't that Yuan Dan was not on him, then it should be some kind of restriction imposed by Shen Fengxue, and Xi Guxing probably couldn't find it. on him.

He sighed, patted Mu Yu's head, and said softly: "Cultivate as you please, don't be too concerned about it."

Other people's masters are all looking forward to Jackie Chan, but Shen Gurong is lucky, and even persuaded him not to take it seriously.

Mu Yan said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Shen Gurong knew that he seldom showed his emotions, so he didn't say anything more, and waved his hand casually, asking Wen Liubing to take him to find Xi Guxing.

He had just walked a few steps when Mu Ji suddenly said: "Master..."

As soon as Shen Gurong turned his head, he felt a small dumpling rushing over quickly, threw himself into his arms, and knocked him back half a step.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Mu Ji's little hands hugged Shen Gurong's waist tightly, and murmured: "Master, please come back soon."

Shen Gurong's heart softened, and she promised softly: "Okay."

Seeing this, Yu Xinghe also yelled and rushed over, and squeezed into Shen Gurong's arms with tears in his eyes: "Master, take care! Xinghe will miss you!"

Shen Gurong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she thought to herself: "It's not about life and death."

Mu Yu had already planned to retreat back, but when he saw Yu Xinghe was squeezing him all the time, he became aggressive for some reason, and squeezed his whole body into Shen Gurong's arms, holding his slender waist and not letting go.

Shen Gurong was almost pulled so that his waist seal became loose, and he comforted him for a long time before tearing off the two balls from his waist.

He couldn't stand the scene of life and death, so he didn't dare to say more, and ran away in a hurry.

Xi Guxing had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him coming, he tossed the cloak in his hand to him in disgust: "Wear it, it's given to you by senior sister."

Su Xiyan loved red clothes, always felt that his [-]th junior brother always wore white or blue clothes all the year round and looked dull and dull, so he always brought him some brightly colored clothes every time he came back.

——It's just that Shen Fengxue pressed each piece at the bottom of the box without touching it.

Shen Fengxue didn't like it, but Shen Gurong loved it very much. As soon as the plain washing inkstone was given away this time, he pretended not to appreciate the kindness of his senior sister and put on the red dress on his body.

The other senior brothers had never seen him in red clothes, and they looked at Xi Guxing curiously for a long time when they saw Xi Guxing for the first time, and commented: "You look like a butterfly."

Lou Bugui reacted for a whole day, until the next day when they met, he said in surprise: "Eleven, who do you want to join?"

Shen Die: "..."

Shen Gurong raised his hand to take the cloak and put it on his shoulders, and asked casually: "I don't know yet, where is the retreat?"

Xi Guxing smiled at him, full of ill intentions.

Shen Gurong suddenly didn't want to know.

A while later, Xi Guxing brought Shen Gurong Yufeng to Yuxu Mountain, and the snowstorm directly covered Shen Gurong's face.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong's face was pale, and he said expressionlessly: "Please trouble me, I want to go back to Fanjiangju."

Xi Guxing pressed his shoulders to prevent him from leaving, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it possible to be successful? This closed-door spiritual eye is specially attracted by the master, it is the best for stabilizing the soul, and it can also improve the cultivation base. If you don't want to die, just go in." wait."

Shen Gurong put the cloak on her shoulders, still unmoved.

Xi Guxing raised his hand to blow away the wind and snow around him, revealing a stone gate engraved with densely packed charms.

The door opened slowly, Xi Guxing said: "Go."

Shen Gurong was startled, this door...like the place where Wen Liubing died tragically in his dream.

Xi Guxing said, "What are you doing standing there?"

Shen Gurong took a deep breath, he couldn't back down at this point, and walked in slowly with his wide sleeves folded.

"The spiritual eye is in the deepest part, do what you can, don't get too close at first." Xi Guxing told him, "Be quiet when you leave the gate, so as not to avalanche."

The place of retreat was like an exquisite cave, Shen Gurong walked in a few steps, and the night pearl inlaid on the cave wall above his head slowly lit up, illuminating the surroundings.

Shen Gurong turned around and said, "Okay, I got it. You can go back."

Xi Guxing didn't stay any longer, he closed the stone gate and walked away.

Shen Gurong stepped forward on the bluestone slab, on both sides of the road, there was a gurgling brook on the left, and frost on the right. It didn't look like a cave at all, but a hermitage in the mountains.

In the book, Shen Fengxue retreated again after being injured, and in his dream, Shen Fengxue was also trapped by chains here, unable to walk half a step.

Shen Gurong took a deep breath, feeling the bone-chilling chill around him, recalled the retreat-related matters from Shen Fengxue's memory, and then he found a place to meditate cross-legged, and circulated the spiritual power of half of the Yuandan in his dantian.

***

After Shen Gurong retreated, Yu Xinghe and Mu Yu followed Wen Liubing to practice.

Wen Liubing is a rough swordsman, and the way to practice is to be reckless. Yu Xinghe is a young master with delicate skin and tender flesh who has not suffered much.

Because of Shen Gurong's retreat, Xi Guxing paid great attention to his two young disciples, and said directly: "You follow me to practice."

Yu Xinghe's eyes lit up, and he nodded obediently.

On the second day, Yu Xinghe ran back to find Wen Liubing in tears.

Without him, because Xi Guxing practiced even more desperately.

Mu Yan didn't have any requirements for cultivation, he had suffered too much, so neither Wen Liubing's nor Xi Guxing's penance cultivation was nothing to him.

Wen Liubing tapped Yu Xinghe's eyebrows, and said, "Is it bitter? To be honest, follow me to practice, is it hard?"

Yu Xinghe was about to cry, and coaxed his senior brother with kind words: "It's not bitter, following senior brother is not considered cultivation, it is considered spring travel and autumn travel."

Wen Liubing was coaxed into elation, and continued to teach the two young apprentices how to practice swords.

Children's statures tend to grow crazily like sticks. In less than two years, the two dumplings who had to climb a stool for a long time to get up have grown a lot taller, and Yu Xinghe barely broke through the Qi refining stage at the age of ten. , be regarded as entering the Tao.

After gaining spiritual power, every time Yu Xinghe missed his master, he would climb up to the entrance of Shen Gurong's closed cave on Yuxu Mountain, and put two elegant flowers on the entrance with shaking hands.

When he sent flowers for the first time, he was found out by Mu Yu, who chased him down with a small wooden sword in his face like sinking water.

Yu Xinghe shouted while running: "Little brother, please spare me!"

Mu Yu ruthlessly relied on his cultivation to crush him and beat him up severely.

Yu Xinghe didn't remember hitting, and when he missed Shen Gurong, he would still hide from Mu Ban and go to Yuxu Mountain to deliver flowers, and sometimes he would bring his favorite pastries and place them at the cave entrance.

Xi Guxing who often comes to see if Shen Gurong has left the customs: "..."

Which brat did this?

Yu Xinghe disturbed this every year, until the entrance of the cave where Shen Gurong retreated was replaced by six rounds of flowers and plants, and the door that had been frozen with ice finally loosened slightly.

The stone door was opened little by little, and the wind and frost rolled the snow and blew in, but before it touched the body of the visitor, it turned into water droplets on the spot, and then froze into ice beads and fell to the ground with crackles.

The coercion of the Mahayana period slowly spread to the entire Yuxu Mountain. Xi Guxing, who was practicing swords in Changying Mountain, had a flash in his eyes, quickly retracted his sword, and headed towards Yuxu Mountain in Yufeng.

When Xi Guxing arrived at Yuxu Mountain, Shen Gurong had already walked out of the cave, and was lazily rolling up his sleeves, looking down at the few flowers at the bottom of his feet that were covered by the magic weapon.

There was some joy in Xi Guxing's eyes, but his words were still merciless: "I thought you died inside."

"How long have I been in seclusion?" Shen Gurong said casually, "It's been three months."

Xi Guxing: "..."

Xi Guxing said speechlessly: "It's been ten years, are you sleepy?"

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Ten years?"

He only felt that he had fallen asleep, and when he woke up again, he only felt that it had been about three months, but he didn't expect the outside world to be ten years old.

As expected of the world of comprehension, ten years passed like water in the blink of an eye.

Shen Gurong sighed.

"Who made this?" Shen Gurong raised his sleeves and pointed to the flowers and pastries on the bottom of his feet, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to the grave?"