Hard to be a master

Three days later, before the hour of Mao, the sky was still dark.

The side effects of recuperating at Lanling Pond for ten consecutive days were manifested in these two days. Guan Jingxuan seldom dreamed at first, but in the past two nights he always dreamed of some bizarre scenes. In it, I ordered the Qingxin Anshenxiang.So when Shen Ziliu came to wake Guan Jingxuan up, he was still sound asleep on the couch.

Shen Ziliu saw that Guan Jingxuan was still asleep after entering the room, so he didn't rush to wake him up immediately, but only adjusted the candlelight in the room to be brighter.Gently found the clothes for him to wear today, Shen Ziliu sat at the table and looked at the person on the bed with his chin resting on his face, with distress and helplessness mixed in his gentle expression.

About a quarter of an hour later, Shen Ziliu walked to the side of the bed and sat down, holding Guan Jingxuan's wrist and shaking gently: "Master, wake up."

Guan Jingxuan's eyelids moved, but he didn't wake up.

Shen Ziliu bent down to get closer, and called again: "Master, it's almost Mao hour, it's time to get up."

"Well……"

Guan Jingxuan snorted unconsciously, opened her eyes reluctantly, and closed them again after glancing at Shen Ziliu.

"It's not yet dawn... Xiaoliu, don't make trouble, you can still sleep as a teacher..."

The nasal voice was soft and greasy, like a spoiled child.Shen Ziliu was a little dumbfounded by Guan Jingxuan's reaction, and felt that such a master was very rare and cute, making people want to bully him.So Shen Ziliu lowered his body a bit, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed, until the tips of their noses almost touched each other.

"Master can't sleep anymore, if you don't get up, I will be late."

Half asleep and half awake, Guan Jingxuan vaguely felt that there seemed to be something warm and soft sticking to the bridge of his nose, and was about to lift his eyelids to see who had been disturbing his dream, when he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Wake up, Master."

The hot wind blew into the ears, causing itching. Guan Jingxuan shrank her neck and finally opened her eyes.

Shen Ziliu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiled at him and said, "Master is finally awake."

Guan Jingxuan stared at Shen Ziliu in a daze for a while, and then said, "Xiao Liu? What time is it?"

Shen Ziliu said: "There are still two quarters of an hour until Maoshi."

Guan Jingxuan yawned heavily, pulled the quilt up to cover most of her face, closed her eyes, and said in the quilt: "It's still early, I will sleep a little longer for the teacher..."

Shen Ziliu pulled off the quilt dumbfounded, then grabbed Guan Jingxuan's hands and pulled him up from the bed, saying: "Master, don't sleep! Yesterday you promised to accompany your disciple to the Sword Discourse Arena, you can't go back on your word. "

Guan Jingxuan, who was forced to sit up, gave Shen Ziliu a sleepy look, then fell forward, leaning on Shen Ziliu's shoulder and closing her eyes again.

Shen Ziliu: "..."

A quarter of an hour later, the master and the apprentice finally figured out the gate of the medicine house, but Guan Jingxuan was still half asleep and half awake, being led forward by Shen Ziliu along the way.Shen Ziliu also gave up on waking Guan Jingxuan, went out the gate to recruit Zhiqiu, took Guan Jingxuan to stand up, and let him lean on his chest to continue dozing off, Shen Ziliu was also happy to have the opportunity to hug Guan Jingxuan openly.

The two soon arrived at the Sword Discourse Arena, the sky turned slightly brighter, and light snow began to fall one after another.At this time, there was no one else on the Sword Discourse Arena, and it seemed that the mentor Mrs. Wen had sought for Shen Ziliu hadn't arrived yet.

After tossing all the way, Guan Jingxuan finally regained consciousness. After Shen Ziliu took him to sit on the stone bench by the stage, Guan Jingxuan yawned again, rubbed his eyes and said, "I have already sent you to the Sword Discourse Arena. , go back to sleep first."

Shen Ziliu pressed Guan Jingxuan's arm, and said, "Master, don't leave yet, didn't you say that you can accompany your disciple?"

Guan Jingxuan lay down on the stone table and said weakly: "But being a teacher is really sleepy..."

Shen Ziliu didn't speak, but looked at Guan Jingxuan with an aggrieved expression.Guan Jingxuan couldn't stand his expression the most, so she had to cheer up and sit up, and said, "Why do you have to stay for the teacher?"

Shen Ziliu frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment, then said: "Master, I heard from Uncle Gu and Uncle Sun that your aptitude for cultivating immortals was originally very good. If you practice hard, your cultivation level will definitely be more than what it is now."

Guan Jingxuan said, "So?"

Shen Ziliu said: "Master always teaches his disciples to make themselves stronger. Doesn't the master not want to become stronger and go further?"

Guan Jingxuan said: "Everyone has their own aspirations. To be a teacher is not to attain the Tao. What's more, what's wrong with being a teacher now?"

Shen Ziliu frowned even tighter: "I was injured by You Mingjiu at the foot of the mountain, and was slandered by my fellow disciples when I returned to Kunlun. What's the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Jingxuan immediately understood what her apprentice was thinking.Stretching out his hand to touch Shen Ziliu's head, he said, "Xiaoliu, You Mingji is not an ordinary monster in the first place. It's normal that you can't fight it as a teacher. Not to mention being a teacher, even if it is replaced by another golden beast below the transformation stage Brother Dan, it is not so easy to deal with You Mingji. Besides, as a teacher, he rarely leaves Kunlun on weekdays, and such accidents do not happen often. As for the slander of fellow disciples, what they say is not completely unreasonable. Secondly, Immortal Master Yue Qi has also clearly stated that no one is allowed to discuss that matter, and no one will dare to make a fuss about it in the future, so don't worry."

Shen Ziliu said: "Master, I don't want to see you get hurt again."

Guan Jingxuan smiled and said: "Well... then Xiaoliu must work hard, and I will rely on you to protect me after I become a teacher."

Seeing Shen Zi showing a somewhat surprised expression, Guan Jingxuan joked: "I never expected that, as a teacher, you are such a person who does not think about making progress. If the apprentice you raise can't rely on you, what's the use of you?"

Shen Ziliu naturally wouldn't take Guan Jingxuan's joke seriously, but he couldn't laugh at all either.

"The disciple is naturally willing to protect the master and become the master's reliance."

It can even be said that he wished for it.

"But the disciple can't even protect himself now, how can he protect the master comprehensively?"

Guan Jingxuan stretched out her hand and flicked Shen Ziliu's wrinkled brows, and said with a smile, "That's why I said, Xiao Liu has to work hard, as a teacher, I'm still waiting for you to become stronger and protect him as a teacher."

Shen Ziliu loosened his brows slightly, and said: "Then if one day the disciple attains the Dao and ascends, what will the master do?"

Guan Jingxuan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "You just learned how to walk, and you want to fly? Don't think about ascension so simply! There are countless immortal cultivators in this world, but these cultivators who have ascended to the Dao for hundreds of years There were only a dozen or so people, and even with the few who became demons, there were only about 20 people. How could it be so easy to ascend to the Tao. Taking a step back, if Xiaoliu really ascended to the Dao one day, it should be Many years later, I don’t worry about it as a teacher, why are you worrying about this.”

Shen Ziliu was obviously not convinced, but before he could speak, he heard a voice that made him frown again not far away.

"Jing Xuan, why are you here so early?"

Guan Jingxuan turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Ling Xifeng in a black and slim outfit walking towards him, holding a long sword with a sheath in his hand, through the scabbard he could feel that it was a high-quality spirit sword, But it wasn't his Yin Lan.

Guan Jingxuan was also surprised for a moment when she saw Ling Xifeng, and then suddenly realized: "It turns out that the master Rou Qing asked Xiao Liu to be the master."

When the two people next to him heard this, they showed disgusted expressions at the same time, and said in unison: "It's not Master!"

Guan Jingxuan: "...Let's say you two are very similar."

Shen Ziliu and Ling Xifeng both showed expressions as if swallowing a fly, stared at each other, and said in unison again: "It's not like it at all!"

Ling Xifeng: "..."

Shen Ziliu: "..."

Guan Jingxuan held back a smile and endured it very hard: "Okay, okay, if you say it doesn't look like it, don't you think it doesn't look like it."

Ling Xifeng looked away from Shen Ziliu's face, turned to look at Guan Jingxuan, and said displeasedly: "You still have injuries on your body, what are you doing here if you don't have a good rest in the cold?"

Guan Jingxuan cleared her throat to suppress her smile, and said, "Isn't this accompanying my apprentice to ask you for advice?"

Before Ling Xifeng could speak, he saw Shen Ziliu get up suddenly, and said with a livid face: "Master, I won't learn from this person, let's go back."

As Shen Ziliu said, he was going to pull Guan Jingxuan, but when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt a murderous aura, and instinctively dodged back, barely dodging Ling Xifeng's sword wind.

After standing still, Shen Ziliu looked at Ling Xifeng with a gloomy face, and said, "What are you doing?! I won't ask you for advice!"

Ling Xifeng took the sword flower and put the long sword behind him, looked at Shen Ziliu with a cold expression, and said with a cold snort: "I have no intention of teaching you, but the teacher's order must not be violated. From today on, I will teach you every day. I will spar with you on the Sword Discourse Arena every day until you can survive fifty moves under my hands or you can hurt me."

Shen Ziliu said without thinking, "I refuse."

Ling Xifeng sneered, and said: "Weak people have no right to refuse. Of course, it's okay if you don't come, but Jing Xuan doesn't need such a naughty apprentice, I will let him move to my Lingfeng Pavilion, and I will take care of him personally. "

Shen Ziliu's expression changed when he heard the words, and he subconsciously looked at Guan Jingxuan.Guan Jingxuan, who was inexplicably involved, twitched slightly, then thought that this was probably Ling Xifeng using aggressive tactics, so he moved behind Ling Xifeng very cooperatively, made an encouraging gesture to Shen Ziliu, and said: "Xiao Flow, come on!"

"..."

Shen Ziliu felt that he was about to be blown out of anger, so he pulled out Tunxiang with his backhand, and said to Ling Xifeng with red eyes and gnashed teeth while infusing spiritual power: "Okay! Just do as you said!"

Guan Jingxuan, who had successfully retired, retreated to the side consciously, and sat down at the stone table just now to watch.In fact, from the perspective of strength, it is not difficult to guess that Mrs. Wen will ask Ling Xifeng to teach Shen Ziliu instead of herself, but Mrs. Wen should also know that Ling Xifeng and Shen Ziliu are not at odds. Guan Jingxuan thought that he would choose another person, so he was so surprised when he found out that the mentor that Mrs. Wen arranged for Shen Ziliu was Ling Xifeng.

But what surprised him even more was that Ling Xifeng would agree.Based on Guan Jingxuan's understanding of Ling Xifeng, if he is really unwilling, even if it is Wen's arrangement, he will refuse.And as far as Guan Jingxuan knows, Mrs. Wen is not an arbitrary person. If Ling Xifeng clearly expresses his rejection, he will definitely not force it.

...Could it be that Xifeng just seems to hate Xiaoliu, but actually doesn't hate this child that much?

Just at the moment when Guan Jingxuan was distracted, the sparring between the two on the Sword Discourse Arena had already come to fruition.

"What do you think?"

Hearing Ling Xifeng's voice nearby, Guan Jingxuan suddenly came back to his senses, seeing only Ling Xifeng in front of him, he said in a daze, "Are you finished?"

Ling Xifeng: "It's over."

Guan Jingxuan: "Where's Xiaoliu?"

Ling Xifeng: "On the stage, I'm in a coma."

"..." Guan Jingxuan said, "How many moves did you take?"

Ling Xifeng said: "Three tricks."

"...so ruthless."

Ling Xifeng sneered, and said: "For your sake, I have already shown mercy."

Guan Jingxuan looked at Shen Ziliu, who was lying on the sword discussion stage with his sword flying, and then looked at Ling Xifeng, whose breathing was not disturbed at all, and who still had some sarcasm and disdain in his expression, and silently sighed in his heart: They both really hate each other...