Hard to be a master

Guan Jingxuan was taken aback by Zi Lan's question, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "As far as I know, there shouldn't be any, at least not in Kunlun now. But..."

Shen Ziliu asked, "But?"

Guan Jingxuan sighed silently: "However, there was a monk in Kunlun who was expelled from the mountain gate for violating the rules of the sect. Later, there were rumors that he seemed to have abandoned immortals and cultivated demons."

From Guan Jingxuan's tone, he could hear some subtle emotions, as if he knew the monk, but seeing that he didn't want to talk in depth, although Shen Ziliu was a little concerned, he didn't ask.

"The enchantment on Mount Emei can not only block the turbid air of ordinary people, but also block ordinary demons and evil spirits. It's just that the effectiveness of this enchantment will be maximized during the day, and it will affect the enchantment that separates the inner and outer worlds to a certain extent. Unfamiliar monks come here, and they may not be able to find the entrance when going up the mountain during the day. We might as well wait until night to go up the mountain, without tourists, it will be easier to move.”

Shen Ziliu and Zilan naturally obeyed Guan Jingxuan's arrangements, so the three of them went back to their rooms to recuperate after drinking and eating in the inn.

After sunset, the pedestrians on the street gradually thinned out.The place is remote and there is no strict curfew, but the surrounding mountains are high and the forest is deep, and there are naturally many wild beasts and mountain spirits. Except for a few local villagers who return late, people basically cannot leave their homes after nightfall.In order not to arouse the suspicion of the people in the inn, when the time was almost up, the three masters and apprentices gathered in Guan Jingxuan's wing room, made an invisibility formula and quietly jumped out of the window, Yufeng went up to Mount Emei.

The temperature in Mount Emei at night is much lower than that during the day, but for the three people who live in an extremely cold place like Kunlun all year round, this coolness is nothing.Guided by the spiritual energy in the mountains, the entrance to the inner world is not difficult to find. Before the moon was in the sky, the three masters and apprentices successfully found the entrance.

There is not much difference between the world inside the enchantment and the outside world, the same mountains, rocks, vegetation and the same moonlight, but the aura filling it is much purer and richer, it is indeed a very suitable place for practice.

Not long after the three of them walked up the mountain, they came to a flat ground. Guan Jingxuan stopped and looked around, then turned to the other two and said, "It's late at night, if you continue to go up, you will inevitably disturb other fellow Taoists." , let's rest here for the whole night first, and then go to Lingquan after dawn."

Although a cultivator can work without sleep for days, it must be a choice made only when there is no other choice.If you want to maintain your own good mental state and promote the rapid recovery of energy and spirit, you must observe the yin and yang in accordance with the four seasons and ensure a relatively good work and rest.Therefore, cultivators can fast their grains, but they will never live their lives upside down day and night.

After groping around in the bag for a while, Guan Jingxuan took out two tents and placed them side by side on the flat ground, and the two apprentices stepped forward to fix the tents very consciously.

"My teacher only has these two tents, so let Xiaoliu squeeze with me tonight."

"The disciple is not wronged, as long as the master is not too crowded."

Seeing Shen Ziliu getting into the tent with a happy expression while talking, Zi Lan silently swallowed back the suggestion of letting him share a tent with her, thanked Guan Jingxuan, and went into the tent to rest.

It was not the first time that the master and the apprentice were lying together on the same bed. Not long after the two said good night to each other, Guan Jingxuan fell into a peaceful sleep.After he fell asleep, Shen Ziliu, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, quietly opened his eyes, turned slightly sideways and looked at Guan Jingxuan quietly.

The tent that Guan Jingxuan brought was not big, and the interior was not expanded by magic. Although the two adult men were lying in it, it was not crowded, but there was no room left.The familiar atmosphere harmoniously blends together, which is both reassuring and itchy.Shen Ziliu traced Guan Jingxuan's facial features carefully with his eyes, moved towards him lightly, said "good night" silently, and leaned against Guan Jingxuan to sleep contentedly.

The next day, the three master and apprentice were woken up by the sound of birds singing in the woods early in the morning. After cleaning up briefly, they started to head up the mountain.According to the hint given by Yu Jin, Shen Ziliu's natal spiritual weapon should be hidden in the spring of Lingshan Mountain. "Quanshi" refers to the source of spring water.Therefore, the goal of the three is very clear, first find the nearby spring water, and then go upstream to find the water source.

"There are many streams on Mount Emei, but most of them converge to the same source."

While talking, Guan Jingxuan took out a palm-sized red lacquered wooden box from the Qiankun pouch, and when he opened it, he saw a kind of viscous light blue liquid in the box, with a silver-white bead suspended in the middle.Guan Jingxuan held the box with one hand, spread the other hand, and put the palm down on the box. After reciting a mantra silently, he saw the liquid in the box flow slowly, and soon pushed the silver-white beads into the box. side.After the liquid in the box returned to stillness, the beads began to slowly flash blue light, and floated up and down against the side of the box.

Guan Jingxuan turned to the side of the box where the beads were attached, and said, "It should be this way, let's go in this direction."

Zi Lan looked at the box in Guan Jingxuan's hand with great interest: "Master, is this Shanheyin?"

Guan Jingxuan nodded and said, "Exactly. Zi Lan has good eyesight."

Zi Lan said modestly, "It's because this thing is so rare that this disciple will have an impression. According to the records in the book, using spiritual power to activate Shanheyin, even in the illusion and confusion, you can clearly distinguish the spirit of the mountain and the spirit of the mountain." The direction of the spring is not disturbed by any external factors. There is also a saying that pouring the liquid in this box into the soil can attract a spiritual spring, and drinking it can replenish qi and restore the spirit. However, this usage can only be effective once. Afterwards, the Shanheyin will be destroyed."

Guan Jingxuan praised: "Shanhe Yin is indeed rare, it seems that Zi Lan has dabbled a lot in spiritual weapons and immortals."

Zi Lan said: "In the past, my disciples only read it from books, and they didn't know whether it was true or not. Now that they saw it today, it is considered to be knowledgeable. Master has always kept a low profile, never thought that there is such a rare thing."

Shen Ziliu interjected: "Master has a lot of treasures, but most of them are rarely used once."

Guan Jingxuan smiled and said, "I don't have any treasures for my teacher. They are all given by your two uncles and Xifeng."

Hearing Ling Xifeng's name, Shen Ziliu curled his lips: "Hmph, it's not a big deal. In the future, this apprentice will definitely give Master a better magic weapon."

While chatting, the three of them walked towards the direction guided by Shanheyin. After entering a fir forest, they heard the sound of gurgling water. Suddenly, a thick fog floated in front of them, instantly covering their vision.The fog came quickly and violently, and before the three of them had time to react, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, and they couldn't see anything beyond an arm's length.

While being shrouded in mist, Shen Ziliu immediately subconsciously grabbed at his side, but failed to catch Guan Jingxuan who was standing beside him. Alarm bells rang out in his mind, and Tunxiang immediately got out of its sheath.

"Master? Zi Lan?"

In the vast mist, no one answered him.The woods, which were filled with the chirping of birds and insects just now, suddenly became eerily quiet.