Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Early the next morning, when the morning bell rang, Shen Gurong rubbed his waist and sat up in a daze.

His white hair was disheveled, and he sat on the couch in a daze for a long time before realizing that he had to go to morning class today.

"Master, why do you want to make yourself suffer? You are a holy king and you still have to go to morning class."

"Yeah, yeah, it's too much, why don't you just go to the Book Pavilion and ask the elders?"

"I've already told Mu Ji, let's start first."

"But I don't remember..."

Mu Yan came over to wake Shen Gu Rong up, and before entering the door, he heard his master waking up again.

"Don't, don't."

"Get up, get up."

Mu Yan: "..."

The lazy and sleepy "no" made Mu Li uncontrollably recall the sobbing and ambiguous "no" in his ear last night.

Mu Yan's face immediately turned red.

He stood outside the door, reciting the Meditation Sutra silently to calm the heat on his face, and then opened the door and entered.

"Master."

The master had already had a good night's sleep, tilted his head and yawned, glanced lazily at Mu Yan, tilted his head, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan silently recited countless meditation sutras before forcibly calming down. His emotions were a little out of control in an instant. His face was flustered, and he quickly lowered his head and said vaguely: "No, nothing."

Shen Gurong didn't think much about it, stayed at the bed and changed his clothes, and went to Zhibaidang in Changying Mountain with Mu Ban.

The two of them came a bit late, the disciples for the morning class had already arrived, they looked up and saw Shen Gurong's frosty face, they were all stunned.

Then the whole Zhibai hall was in chaos.

Shen Gurong retreated for ten years, and then rarely appeared in front of the disciples of Liren Peak. It was the first time for these new disciples to see the legendary half-step sanctified Shen Shengjun.

The disciples of Zhibaitang were full of longing and excitement, and they instinctively suppressed the exclamation and maintained their last rationality.

Shen Gurong walked in without changing his expression, chose a corner seat with Mu Yan, and sat down with his robe pulled back.

Mu Yu frowned, looked at the stunned disciples around, and said in a low voice with some displeasure, "Don't you know etiquette?"

Only then did everyone wake up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and got up in a panic to salute.

"I have seen the Holy King."

Shen Gurong raised his hand slightly, and said coldly: "No, let's go to morning class."

The disciples sat back in panic and began to whisper rumors.

"It's Shen Shengjun!"

"It's the first time I've seen a living Shengjun! My God!!"

"It's terrible, terrible, terrible, is this the coercion of the Mahayana period? Woo...the legs are weak."

"There are secret rumors in the Three Realms that Shen Shengjun is the number one beauty, it's true..."

"I didn't want to come to Liren Peak, but he is so good-looking and strong, woohoo!"

These disciples have just started for a short time, and most of their cultivation bases are just foundation building. This cultivation level is transmitted under the eyes of a Mahayana stage and a Nascent Soul stage, which is almost equivalent to telling the world loudly.

Mu Yu frowned even tighter, but Shen Gurong was quite happy to hear it, and leaned his chin to listen to this and that, and if someone praised him for his good looks, he would look at that disciple more.

Mu Yan didn't know whether he was disturbed by the screams in his ears, or he just didn't want his master to give his eyes to other people. He raised his hand and knocked on the table, and said coldly: "No more sound transmission."

Disciples: "..."

Everyone let out a "woo" and realized that they could do whatever they wanted with a high cultivation level, and they were completely quiet.

He couldn't hear other people's voice transmission, and he could hear the words in the teacher's heart more clearly.

"Huh? Why don't you use sound transmission? Go on, boast more."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong waited and waited until someone praised him, so he could only wait boredly for the elder of Shuge to come.

He glanced at Mu Yan who was sitting upright at the side, and suddenly thought: "What's the matter with his mouth? Why does it look like he was bitten by someone?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban's head drooped even lower.

Shen Gurong was a little drowsy as she studied and studied, probably because the sexual intercourse period brought by the demon cultivator's spiritual power yesterday had just passed, Shen Gurong was very easily tired, and she began to doze off after sitting for a while.

He didn't want to fall asleep, but his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

Mu Ban kept looking at him from the corner of his eye, and saw that his head was nodding, as if he was about to fall asleep. When Shen Gurong fell to the wall next to him, he suddenly reached out to support his head, preventing him from hitting the wall directly. go up.

The disciples next to him didn't dare to look at Shen Gurong at all, so they didn't know that Shen Gurong, who was regarded as a cold and cold sage by the Three Realms, was sleeping soundly with his disciple's forearm on his pillow.

A quarter of an hour later, the elder Shuge entered the Zhibai Hall with a yawn.

He was drowsy, raised his hand and knocked on the table, and said, "Come to teach Taoism today."

The sound of knocking on the table directly awakened Shen Gurong, he trembled suddenly, and murmured: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Mu Yan: "..."

After Shen Gurong finished speaking, she slowly woke up.

He first glanced sleepily at Mu Yan, then tilted his head and stared at the table for a while, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and took an uncontrollable breath of air.

The elder of Shuge was a little impatient with the noise, and was about to reprimand his disciples who had disturbed him, when his gaze swept away, it happened to fall on Shen Gurong's cold face.

Elder: "..."

The reprimand that the elder almost opened his mouth immediately swallowed back abruptly, he laughed dryly, nodded and said, "Shengjun, is there a problem?"

Shen Gurong didn't hear what he was saying at all, he almost collapsed.

"Ahhhh—"

"I actually...have a dream?!"

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong: "The target is actually Mu Ban!"

Mu Ban: "???"

Mu Yan, who was a little upset when he heard Shen Gu Rong having a sexual dream, immediately became elated, and stared at him uncontrollably.

Since Master... also had a dream about me, does that mean that I still have hope?

He was thinking happily like this, when he heard Shen Gu Rong think frantically: "I bit his lip and asked him if he knew what was wrong?! Oh my god, which master would teach his disciples like this? ! Misunderstanding, this is it!"

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban seemed to have been poured cold water on his head.

That wasn't a dream at all, it was just yesterday's reality.

Mu Yan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, it was pretty uncomfortable anyway.

Shen Gurong collapsed for a while, then realized that the elder was talking to him, nodded quickly, with a cold expression, said: "No, you continue."

The elder continued.

Although Shen Gurong was extremely romantic on the surface, he always took a boat to paint beauties on weekdays, but this was the first time in his life that he had a "spring dream".

"If my brother finds out that my first sexual dream was with a man, he will definitely beat me to death."

Shen Gurong has never been afraid of anything since he was a child. The person he fears the most is his brother who is five years older than him. Every time his parents are reluctant to teach him a lesson, but as long as his brother stands in front of him and gives him a cold look , Shen Gurong immediately behaved like a puppy, not daring to say a word.

Shen Gurong was frightened, when a fragment suddenly flashed in his mind.

He belatedly thought: "Wait, I bit Mu Yan's lip in my dream, why did he..."

Like a wooden puppet, Shen Gurong turned his head a little bit, and his eyes fell on Mu Yan's slightly swollen lips, which still had teeth marks on him.

Shen Gurong: "???"

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong didn't know if he was overwhelmed by the blow, so he let out an "ah", and thought to himself expressionlessly: "That's great, it's not a dream."

not a dream...

"Someone kill me!!!"

"Where is Thunder Punishment? Thunder Punishment!!"

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong finally realized that the "dream" was the absurd thing he did when he was half asleep and half awake last night. He collapsed like a flood breaking a bank, and countless big waves rushed towards him.

"I don't know how to say it, but anyway, I really want to die."

Mu Yan: "..."

"Heaven is above, hurry up and send down a purple-gold thunderbolt, strike me to death!"

Mu Yan pursed his lips.

His master's inner drama was really too much, Mu Ban who forcibly interfered with something that should have been extremely sad, did not have a little bit of sadness, but was rather dumbfounded.

At this moment, an earth-shattering thunderstorm suddenly came from outside.

Shen Gurong curled up her hands in fright.

"No, no, no, I was just joking. Don't come here. Don't attack me. I just did something wrong unconsciously. It's just an accident."

Mu Yan: "..."

The elder was not surprised, and after finishing the morning class as usual, Shen Gurong realized that he had wasted this morning class on self-pity, and even forgot about business.

The disciples went out one after another, Shen Gurong got up immediately, without even speaking to Mu Yu, hurried out of Zhibai hall.

"Elder stay behind."

The elder came back to his senses and said respectfully, "Sage Monarch."

Shen Gurong cut to the chase and said, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

This elder should be older than Shen Fengxue, and Shen Gurong did not lose his manners.

The elder smiled and said: "Of course it is possible, what does the Holy King want to ask?"

Shen Gurong was silent for a while, and then said succinctly: "Ordinary people must go through the step of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, right?"

The elder's eyes trembled, and he said: "Your disciple Mu Yu has just entered the Tao in the body of a mortal, and the elixir for purifying the tendons and cutting the marrow was also obtained by you, the Holy Monarch, through untold hardships."

Shen Gurong knew what he meant, but still bit the bullet and asked: "Then, if a mortal enters the Tao, may he reach the top of his cultivation like other monks?"

These words were simply asking the elder Shen Fengxue if he entered the Tao as a mortal.

The elder still smiled and said: "If there are countless elixir piled up, there is naturally hope."

Shen Gurong frowned.

This elder is an old fox, and he speaks impeccably.

"In the three worlds, people born with spiritual veins account for the majority, and in families whose ancestors are all mortals, there have also been outliers who have cultivated spiritual veins, and your little disciple Yu Xinghe is one of them." The elder said, "However, Mu Yu is really forcibly entering the Tao with a mortal body. If he wants to improve, if he doesn't have the opportunity, then he needs a lot of elixir."

As he spoke, he added vaguely: "Or...the monk's Yuan Dan."

Shen Gurong's pupils shrank sharply.

The elder laughed himself after he finished speaking: "It's just that taking other people's Yuan Dan is the evil way of demon cultivators. Mu Ji is a good boy, and the holy king should let him go out to practice more, and sooner or later he will find a good opportunity to improve his cultivation. "

Shen Gurong didn't know whether he really knew about the half of the Yuan Dan, or simply mentioned it, but it was not easy to ask, so he nodded slightly: "Thank you, elder, for clarifying my doubts."

Elder: "The Holy King is serious."

Watching the elder leave, Shen Gurong turned his head thoughtfully, and saw Mu Yan standing under the mulberry tree in front of Zhibai hall, watching him quietly.

As soon as their eyes met, they separated immediately.

Shen Gurong was ashamed, but Mu Ban was inexplicably embarrassed.

He embarrasses himself for being sentimental, always having extravagant expectations that shouldn't be there.

The two returned to Fanjiangju in silence, and neither of them spoke first.

Mu Yu was planning a journey, hesitating whether he should expose this matter, but before he could make up his mind, he saw Xi Guxing waiting under the bodhi tree in front of Fanjiang Residence.

Shen Gurong walked over: "Brother, why are you here?"

Knowing that the two of them had something to talk about, Mu Yu slightly nodded, and when he was about to leave, Xi Guxing stopped him: "Mu Yu stay here."

It was only then that Mu Ban couldn't stop.

The small case had already been placed under the bodhi tree, Shen Gurong sat down with his robe in his hands, and saw that the building beside the shore was feeding fish to Chao Jiuxiao.

He raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else important today?"

Xi Guxing glanced at Mu Yu coldly, then suddenly frowned and said, "What's the matter with your mouth?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong: "..."

The ability to teach which pot not to open and which pot to lift has always been very good.

Mu Ji said vaguely: "It's nothing, I accidentally bit it."

Shen Gurong also bowed his head and didn't say much.

Xi Guxing is a sword cultivator with no understanding of the world, so he didn't think too much about it, he said: "Have you heard of today's drought?"

Shen Gurong nodded, he is blind, not deaf, so he must have heard the noise.

Xi Guxing said: "That's the sky thunder that the demon clan summoned the scattered demon cultivators in the three realms. I'm afraid something happened in Taozhou Daze."

Shen Gurong tilted her head: "The matter of the monster clan, what does it matter to us?"

Xi Guxing glared at him bitterly, and said: "Next year, the demon clan will come to send us spiritual veins. If there is a change in Taozhou and we can't receive the spiritual veins, then wouldn't the burial mound be..."

It took Shen Gurong a long time to realize that what can suppress the barrier of the ossuary tomb is the spirit vein sent by the demon clan every ten years, and he immediately said seriously: "Then we should go and see."

Only then did Xi Guxing nod his head: "Exactly, that's why I plan to let Mu Ban go to the Yaozu."

Mu Ji, who was pouring tea for the master, gave a pause, the tea almost spilled out, he raised his head in astonishment: "Me?"

"Well, you." Xi Guxing said, "Since you have entered the Nascent Soul Stage, you should go to the Three Realms to experience it alone. When your other brothers cultivated like you, they had already left Liren Peak to establish their own .”

The implication is, are you still a child who has not been weaned, what is it like to always stay by your master's side?

To be more concise, it is an eyesore, get out of here.

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan wanted to struggle: "But Master..."

Xi Guxing was not polite: "Your master is taken care of by us, you don't have to worry about this."

Xi Guxing seemed to be protecting his son, lest Mu would abduct his junior brother.

After he finished speaking, he said to Shen Gurong with a murderous heart: "The child is old, shouldn't it be time to go out and practice?"

Shen Gurong didn't notice Xi Guxing's wolfish ambition, so she tilted her head and thought for a while: "It seems to be the same."

Mu Yan: "..."

Shen Gurong also has his own considerations. In Shen Fengxue's memory, Wen Liubing went out to practice for several years before returning after forming the alchemy. The same is true for the other disciples. Now that Mu Yu is so old, he should go out and see the world. of.

——Although Mu Yu has seen more worlds in these years than his master.

After the two returned to Fanjiang Residence, Mu Yu kept silent.

The embarrassment in Shen Gurong's heart has dissipated a lot, he coughed and opened his mouth.

He said lightly: "Why, don't you want to leave?"

Mu Ji nodded.

Shen Gurong sighed, and said, "It's not bad to go out and have a look."

Mu Yu knew in his heart that his ambition was never limited to the small Liren Peak.

Since he was a child, he wanted to control his destiny in his own hands, so he practiced desperately after he entered the Tao, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment, for fear that if he slowed down, someone would hold him in the palm of his hand and manipulate him at will.

He obviously tried so hard to get rid of the control, but in the end he couldn't escape this fate.

"If I can be stronger..." Mu Yu thought uncontrollably, "Be stronger, at the state of transformation, no, Mahayana stage, then I can do whatever I want, no one can control me, and no one can control me." Say no to me."

After Lin Shuhe and Xi Guxing knew about Shen Gurong's thoughts, they had been trying to get him to get rid of this rebellious thought. Mu Yu knew very well that the reason why they did this was because they felt that they were not worthy at all. Shang Shen Gu Rong, any admiration is just his wishful thinking.

Such a person who looks like a banished fairy, no matter who stands beside him, he will feel that he is meddling.

Lin Shuhe used puppets to prevent him from getting close to Shen Gurong, and Xi Guxing used his experience to get him away from Shen Gurong. Mu Yu felt that he was in the hands of everyone and could not do what he wanted at all.

If he could be better than Lin Shuhe, Xi Guxing and others, then his admiration for Shen Gurong would not be ridiculed by them as "coveting" by then?

After meditating for a long time, Mu Yan changed his loneliness just now, looked up at Shen Gurong, and said seriously: "Yes."

Shen Gurong wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't expect him to figure it out, he said dryly: "Very good."

Sure enough, he is a good boy who never let Master worry about him.

Shen Gurong was very satisfied.

After Mu Yan finished speaking, he pursed his red and swollen lips again, and said in a low voice: "Master, if I can..."

Shen Gurong: "Huh? Speak louder."

"As expected of a shepherd girl, he will practice alone, so he won't be bullied."

Shepherd girl: "..."

Mu Yu took a deep breath, and said: "If I come back from the experience of the Yaozu, Master...can you promise me one more thing?"

Shen Gurong thought about it, and felt that the last time he made such a big promise to Mu Ban, the child only asked for a wooden bead, and the left and right were nothing more than an insignificant thing, so he promised it.

"Okay." Shen Gurong said heartlessly, "When you come back, I'll give you whatever you want."

Mu Ban's eyes were dark, and he said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master."