Hard to be a master

Although Ling Xifeng has retained most of his strength, for Shen Ziliu, who has not yet formed a pill, it is very difficult to suffer three strokes from him, and it is estimated that he will not be able to wake up until late at night at the earliest.According to Ling Xifeng's idea, if you just leave the person here, you can wake up and go back. Guan Jingxuan would naturally not agree, and his idea of ​​going back with his own back was rejected by Ling Xifeng on the grounds that he was still injured.

The two stalemate for a long time, and finally each took a step back, and Ling Xifeng carried him back to the medicine hut.Along the way, Ling Xifeng's face smelled so bad that it didn't look like he was sending someone back, but more like he was going to bury a corpse. After Shen Ziliu woke up and found out that he was carried back by Ling Xifeng, his expression instantly became like Ling Xifeng's. same.

I don't know if he completely gave up the idea of ​​letting Guan Jingxuan practice with him, or he just didn't want Guan Jingxuan to see his distressed appearance. From the second day on, Shen Ziliu never mentioned the matter of having Guan Jingxuan to accompany him.On the contrary, Guan Jingxuan was a little worried about Shen Ziliu, but no one took him to pass through Wujianfeng's sword formation, so he had to ask Qing Yin and Zai Lan to send Shen Ziliu back every day.

This lasted for about half a year, Shen Ziliu was sent back later and later every day, and the time of coma was shorter and shorter.Guan Jingxuan checked the wounds on his body. At the beginning, they were completely injured by the sword edge or sword energy. Although there were many wounds, most of them were skin trauma. It can be seen that Ling Xifeng didn't even use any spells, so he beat Shen Ziliu without fighting back. Power.As time went on, the number of scars on Shen Ziliu's body became less and less, but the scars were obviously marked with traces of spells, and each wound was serious.Guan Jingxuan sometimes looks very distressed, but he never participates in the discussion between the two, and mostly encourages Shen Ziliu. After all, "a loving mother often loses children", he knows when a master should be cruel.

On the last day, Shen Ziliu came back very early, and he walked back by himself.

Guan Jingxuan, who was playing chess with Shufeng, saw Shen Ziliu coming in from the outside with injuries all over his body, but he laughed, got up and took him over to sit down and let Shufeng treat his wounds, and said: "Xiaoliu survived today. Fifty moves?"

Shen Ziliu held Guan Jingxuan with one hand, nodded slightly, but there was no joy on his face.

Guan Jingxuan touched his face and said with a smile, "Why do you still look unhappy after passing the test?"

Shen Ziliu lowered his eyes and said, "It's just that I survived fifty strokes... I can't hurt him."

Guan Jingxuan gave a "poof" laugh, deliberately rubbed Shen Ziliu's hair carelessly, and said: "Fool, if you, a little monk who has not formed a pill, can hurt Xifeng, then he will really live and go back .”

Seeing Shen Ziliu frowning and looking at him puzzled, Guan Jingxuan explained: "It is impossible for you to hurt him, Xifeng said that just to arouse your fighting spirit and make you do your best That's all."

Shen Ziliu's face became more and more ugly when he heard the words - did he want to arouse his fighting spirit or humiliate him?

Guan Jingxuan knew what Shen Ziliu was thinking when he saw Shen Ziliu's expression, and sighed helplessly, then held Shen Ziliu's face to let him look at her, and said, "Don't think wildly, if Xifeng really hated you so much, then He would never agree to Master Rouqing to guide you. Moreover, he has always been upright, even if he really hates anyone, he would not insinuate, let alone with his current cultivation, does he need to beat around the bush?"

Shen Ziliu bit his lip hard, squeezed his hands slightly, and said word by word: "The disciple will definitely become stronger, and one day he will be stronger than him."

Guan Jingxuan hugged Shen Ziliu tenderly, nodded and said, "Well, I trust you as a teacher."

In the past six months, although Shen Ziliu has been repeatedly defeated by Ling Xifeng, his swordsmanship and cultivation have obviously improved by leaps and bounds. You don't need to compete with Guan Jingxuan to know that this kid has surpassed him now—even if he hasn't yet. Form a pill.

Really terrifying.

Shen Ziliu finally cleared the customs, and needed to take a breath first, so the matter of retreat was temporarily put on hold.This day, the snow was clear and the sky was clear. Taking advantage of the good weather, the master and apprentice took a half-day stroll back to Qingmeng Garden.The last time Guan Jingxuan left Qingmengyuan, he quietly went down the mountain to accompany Shen Ziliu to practice, thinking that it would be at least two or three months late, so before leaving, he activated Qingmengyuan's prohibition.Unexpectedly, it has been almost a year since he came back. Fortunately, under the protection of the restriction, everything in Qingmengyuan is the same as when he left, without any change.

After entering the door, both the master and the apprentice looked at the familiar scenery in Qingmengyuan, and both felt a little nostalgic, but Guan Jingxuan was obviously more concerned about the civet cat who would visit the door from time to time, and went straight to the backyard after entering the door.Shen Ziliu curled his lips unhappily, but followed closely.

Unfortunately, the backyard was empty, and there was no sign of the little black cat.Guan Jingxuan walked to the side of the courtyard wall where the snow was poured and looked, but he didn't see any paw prints. He was a little disappointed, turned around and said to Shen Ziliu who was following him: "Xiaoliu, we haven't been home for so long, that little guy is Won't you come again?"

It's best not to come!

Shen Ziliu said silently in his heart, but said on his mouth: "Didn't Master say that it was a civet? Maybe it was tamed by someone."

Guan Jingxuan showed regret when he heard the words, and said: "It would be a pity if this is the case. Originally, I saw that it was very destined to you, and I thought I would try to subdue it after you formed the alchemy."

Shen Ziliu pursed his lips, and said: "That cat is obviously hostile to me, how can Master see that it has become attached to me."

Guan Jingxuan reached out and poked Shen Ziliu's forehead, and said with a smile: "It's obviously Xiaoliu, you are not friendly to that little guy."

Shen Ziliu pouted even higher, and complained: "Master still likes small animals more than his disciples!"

Guan Jingxuan couldn't help being amused by him, patted Shen Ziliu who was hanging on his body like coaxing a child, and coaxed: "How can it be, as a teacher, I like Xiaoliu the most, be good."

Shen Ziliu continued to act coquettishly and foolishly said: "I don't believe it, unless you swear, Master!"

Guan Jingxuan couldn't stop laughing, and said while laughing: "Okay, I swear that I like Xiaoliu the most - is this okay?"

After Shen Ziliu stared at Guan Jingxuan for a while, he caught off guard and kissed him on the cheek, and said confidently, "Okay, I just barely believe it."

Guan Jingxuan was taken aback by the kiss, and immediately stretched out her hand to pinch Shen Ziliu's cheek after regaining consciousness, crying and laughing while pinching: "Do you still think you are a child? You are such a big person, you can't kiss others casually in the future, hear Is it gone?"

Shen Ziliu gritted his teeth and said, "Master is not someone else."

Guan Jingxuan was both angry and funny, exerted a little force on his hands, and said, "Say it again?"

Shen Ziliu immediately gave in and said, "My disciple is wrong."

Only then did Guan Jingxuan let go of her hand, and with her hands on her hips, she taught her apprentice: "Xiao Liu, you have grown up, you can no longer kiss others casually. Only when you are facing the person you really like, and you are connected with the person you like You can kiss, understand?"

Shen Ziliu rubbed his reddened cheeks, looked at Guan Jingxuan with burning eyes, and replied softly: "Yes, disciple understands."

Guan Jingxuan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the lotus pond, not noticing the complicated emotions in Shen Ziliu's eyes.

When they got to the lotus pond, Guan Jingxuan suddenly found that the lotus bud in the center of the lotus pond that had been closed for an unknown number of years seemed a little different from before, so she hurriedly waved to Shen Ziliu who was behind her.

"Xiao Liu, come over and have a look, isn't the lotus flower a bit different?"

Shen Ziliu quickened his pace and walked to Guan Jingxuan's side, carefully looked at the flower buds floating half an inch above the water in the pool, and said, "It seems that there is an extra red crack?"

Guan Jingxuan stood up, asked Shen Ziliu to hold his hand, leaned slightly closer to the bud, observed it carefully for a moment, and said in surprise, "No, it's not a crack, but a petal opened a crack!"

Shen Ziliu was afraid that Guan Jingxuan would fall in agitation, so he quickly pulled him back.

Guan Jingxuan took Shen Ziliu's hand and shook it, the surprise was palpable: "Is this lotus about to bloom? Xiaoliu, do you know that the big brother once told me that waiting for this flower to bloom might be a talent." Bao, it didn’t move at all after raising it for so many years, so I thought it wouldn’t open at all.”

Seeing that Guan Jingxuan was happy, Shen Ziliu himself also became happy, and said with a smile, "Master, isn't he always interested in these spirit treasures?"

Guan Jingxuan said: "Of course the ones raised by myself are different. If you really can get a treasure of heaven and earth, as a teacher, I will ask someone to refine a powerful magic weapon for you."

Shen Ziliu's smile became softer when he heard the words, and he said: "The disciple hopes to refine a powerful magical weapon for the master to use for self-defense."

Guan Jingxuan's surprise just now finally passed, and he couldn't help laughing: "It took so many years for this flower to open a crack. It must be, it seems too early for us master and apprentice to start discussing what magic weapon to refine. When the senior brother comes back next time, I will invite him to have a look first."

After the master and apprentice left, a vigorous and dexterous figure jumped down from the snow-covered wall and ran to the lotus pond with light steps.

The civet that Guan Jingxuan couldn't find just now was sitting by the lotus pond, staring at the lotus buds in the pond for a moment, and the pupils of the beautiful golden pupils were drawn into thin lines, looking a little creepy.After an unknown amount of time, a gust of air suddenly rolled up in the backyard, and a shadow fell from the sky covering the entire lotus pond.The next moment, I saw a beautiful white peacock pass through the restriction of Qingmengyuan completely unhindered, and landed steadily on the edge of the lotus pond.

The civet and the white peacock looked at each other silently across the lotus pond, and then they both focused their gaze on the lotus buds in the pond.

After a long period of silence, the little black cat got up suddenly, jumped a few steps and sat down next to the white peacock, but its tail swung left and right indiscriminately.

"I think I may know why this flower is suddenly about to bloom."

A boy-like voice suddenly sounded, clear and clear, but there was a hint of sophistication in his tone that didn't belong to a boy.

The black cat stared at the flower buds in the pool, as if talking to the white peacock, or talking to itself.The white peacock didn't speak, still looking at the lotus in the pond with gloomy eyes.

"You should have noticed it too? If it is what we think, what should we do?"

This time the white peacock did not continue to remain silent, it shook the feathers on its head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Stay away, or separate."

The black cat turned to look at the white peacock, and said, "Isn't there a safer way?"

The white peacock moved its eyes, squinted at the black cat, and said, "Don't even think about it."