Hard to be a master

Guan Jingxuan didn't make much fish soup, and after sharing it with the two apprentices, there was only some soup base left. Guan Jingxuan didn't intend to drink it. After the two apprentices had devoted themselves to meditation, Guan Jingxuan lightly cleaned up the dishes on the table , called the boy to take the things away, and found a book and sat at the table and read it quietly.

It looks like three hours.When the two meditating opened their eyes again, the sun had already started to set.

Guan Jingxuan put down the book and stretched, "How do you feel?"

After Zi Lan and Shen Ziliu exchanged a subtle look, they quickly got out of bed.

Zi Lan leaned forward slightly, her whole body was obviously steaming, and she smiled a little reluctantly: "Master, I was sweating just now when I was using my spiritual power, and I'm going back to my room to take a bath first. Thank you, Master, for the fish soup."

After finishing speaking, Zi Lan hurried out of the room.

Shen Ziliu was also sweating, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes were erratic and he didn't dare to look directly at Guan Jingxuan: "Master, I'm going back to my room first... The fish soup is delicious."

"..."

The appearance of the two of you scrambling to escape is not convincing at all, okay?

Guan Jingxuan rushed out as if fleeing, and Shen Ziliu, who was still staggering at the door, showed a somewhat depressed expression on his face——

Is the soup he made so bad?

On this day, Shen Ziliu and Zilan never left their room again.Before going to bed, Guan Jingxuan wondered if she should improve her cooking skills, but in the end, she was cooking in her dream.In the rooms on the left and right of him, the two young men tossed and turned all night, suffering until dawn.

In fact, Zi Lan was fine, after all, she had lived so many years in her previous life, she had never eaten pork and had seen pigs run away, although she felt uncomfortable, her mentality was very calm.I relieved myself twice, took a cold bath, and then sat for two hours silently reciting the meditation formula, and the evil fire on my body gradually receded.When the sky outside the window dawned, he fell asleep in a daze.

Shen Ziliu is not as easy as Zilan.In the past few years, he has focused on his practice, and he doesn't think about this kind of thing very much. He has some normal reactions when he wakes up in the morning, and it can disappear quickly.Lan Lingchi was the only time he lost his composure, but after realizing his thoughts on Guan Jingxuan, what he thought most was how to keep Guan Jingxuan's thoughts from him, how to become stronger to better protect him.Even though he often likes to make some small gestures of intimacy with Guan Jingxuan, he really hasn't thought about going further.

For Shen Ziliu, Guan Jingxuan is his heart's blood and the moonlight.

He wanted to protect Guan Jingxuan tightly and let him stay where he could see and touch him at any time. He wanted to monopolize Guan Jingxuan like crazy, but he never thought of possessing him physically.It seemed that even just thinking about it was degrading that person.

But this night, while enduring physical suffering, Shen Ziliu found that Guan Jingxuan's appearance was all he could not get rid of in his mind.The glimpse of Lingling Pond replayed in his mind more clearly than ever before. In the dense mist, Guan Jingxuan's laziness leaning against the side of the pool was so alluring.He even clearly remembered how those few drops of water dripped from Guan Jingxuan's hair, slowly slid down his collarbone, and then drew a downward arc.

Shen Ziliu was curled up on the bed, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his breathing was heavy and messy.

At this moment, the person he was thinking of was just across the wall, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with the fragrance of cold orchids from that person.

Shen Ziliu swallowed with difficulty, his body and mind swelled and ached.

This is not right, it is disrespectful to the master, it is a blasphemy against him.

Shen Ziliu warned himself.

But the man's warm eyebrows, slightly parted thin lips, and doting smile kept appearing in his mind uncontrollably.The pleasant voice of the man sounded in his ear, calling him Xiaoliu, every sound made his bones itch.

The nameless fire spread outward from the bone marrow, burning more and more vigorously, Shen Ziliu's brain was burnt dizzily, his whole body seemed to be fished out of water, his mouth was dry.

so thirsty...

Shen Ziliu groaned uncomfortably, but didn't get up to drink water.He knows that this thirst cannot be quenched by water, and the person who can quench his thirst is sleeping peacefully in a place separated by a wall without knowing it.

A sense of guilt crawled up his heart like a vine, but instead of extinguishing the burning fire, this sense of guilt gave him a burst of secret pleasure.

Shen Ziliu, you are finished.

Shen Ziliu thought desperately, finally gave up struggling, and reached out to his belt...

The next day, the two apprentices rarely both slept in bed, Guan Jingxuan didn't wake them up, went out alone to replenish some daily necessities, went to the mayor to pay the compensation, and helped Ye Zhiyuan pack up what he left behind. mess.

Guan Jingxuan returned to the inn in the afternoon, and the two people who were lying in bed also got up, Zi Lan was quite normal and in good spirits, but Shen Ziliu had a pale face, and he also dodged when greeting him, which was very abnormal.

Guan Jingxuan was a little puzzled. After drinking Qibao fish soup and adjusting his breath for a night, it stands to reason that he should cultivate and improve his energy. Even if he is not good at cooking, it will not affect the effectiveness of Qibao fish.Why did Shen Ziliu look worse than usual?

Guan Jingxuan reached out to touch Shen Ziliu's wrist very naturally, and didn't notice that the other party trembled slightly when he touched it, and his whole body became stiff.

"... full of spiritual power, active operation... no problem..."

Guan Jingxuan murmured to himself suspiciously, and then wanted to touch Shen Ziliu's forehead, but Shen Ziliu quickly took a step back and avoided it.

Guan Jingxuan's hand stopped in the air with some embarrassment: "I just want to see if you are sick..."

Shen Ziliu lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said, "Master, I'm fine, it's just that I didn't rest well last night..."

Don't touch him, at least not yet.Otherwise, those desires that have been suppressed with great difficulty will surely burst out, and they will no longer be controllable.

Guan Jingxuan put down her hands and said worriedly, "Is it really all right?"

Shen Ziliu forced a smile and said, "It's really fine."

Zi Lan looked back and forth between the two of them, and suddenly felt that her long-standing speculation seemed to be confirmed little by little.

One day later, the discussion on Taoism in Shushan officially began.The location of the discussion is not on the Shu Mountain, but a flat land behind the southern foot of the Shu Mountain.Surrounded by four big mountains, this flat land is about forty feet square, flat and open, with no obstacles except for a few trees near the foot of the mountain.

According to the rules of the Shushan Discourse, no matter whether the contestants use martial arts or spiritual weapons, the range of the moves must be controlled within [-] battles from the center of the venue, and the preparers and spectators must watch from [-] feet away.If the moves of the contestant exceed the specified range, they will be directly judged to be defeated.According to the grouping of the previous lottery, the discussion is based on the two-two confrontation. The competition method is not limited, and the two people in the same group can negotiate on their own.

The discussion was divided into two days, Zi Lan was ranked on the first day, and Shen Ziliu was on the second day.Shushan set up a special viewing area for several invited sects, sitting next to the deputy head of Shushan and the five elders, and there were special disciples of Shushan to serve tea and water for the distinguished guests.There is also a special waiting area for the contestants, and monks who have not yet participated can only stay in the waiting area.

On a normal day, Shen Ziliu would definitely not want to be separated from Guan Jingxuan, but at this time he was a little lucky to keep a certain distance from Guan Jingxuan before the match, otherwise he would not be able to guarantee that he would still be able to play with a clear head.

In front of Zilan, there were five pairs of monks on stage, three of which had Shushan monks participating, and one pair or even two of them were Shushan monks.This is normal, after all, it is a seminar held by Shushan, and the purpose is to let his disciples get exercise and broaden their horizons, so the participation of Shushan monks is naturally the highest.Although other immortal families can also participate, there is a quota limit.

The first pair of monks to play chose to have a hand-to-hand discussion on the spot.However, they did not simply play chess, but drew a huge chessboard with sword energy on the field. The two placed a small chessboard in the center of the chessboard. Every time they took a step on the small chessboard, they also needed a large chessboard on the ground. Use your own spiritual power to condense a chess piece on the corresponding place on the chessboard.If a certain place is successfully surrounded, the corresponding chess pieces on the ground will disappear, and the spiritual power condensed into the chess pieces will also be consumed.So if two people's chess skills are evenly matched, it's hard to tell which one has more spiritual power.

It was the first time for many monks to see such a competition, and they were very interested in watching it.And the two players playing chess are both masters, and the turn of events in a game of chess is very exciting.In the end, the cultivator holding the sunspots voluntarily surrendered when his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and waved his sleeves to scatter the whole plate of sunspots.

The monk on the opposite side put down the white piece held on his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Accept."

Then the two got up and bowed to each other, and exited the scene very gracefully.

The first match was elegant, but the second match was more intense.Both of them were sword cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, and they were proficient in various offensive spells. The whole competition was full of swords, lights, swords, shadows, water, fire, wind and thunder, and the smoke and dust billowed on the field, making people dazzled.Fortunately, this competition ended quickly, and it took only a quarter of an hour for the two to decide the winner.

In the third match, someone Guan Jingxuan knew—Song Jian, and he was fighting against a Shushan monk.Guan Jingxuan heard the introduction to his companion from the person next to him. This person is the proud student of Elder Fenghuai, the magic cultivator of Shushan, named Ying Yuxi, and he is also a magic cultivator.Elder Shanyue and Elder Fenghuai have always been tit-for-tat, and their disciples are influenced by their own masters, and they have to argue with each other in everything.When getting along with Song Jian in Taoyuan Town before, Guan Jingxuan only felt that he was gentle, polite, thoughtful, and thoughtful, making people feel very mature and reliable.Unexpectedly, as soon as he played today, Song Jian suddenly seemed to be a different person. The whole person showed an extremely excited and manic state, full of aggressiveness, and his shots were extremely lethal moves. magic repair.

Guan Jingxuan took a sneak peek at the people in Shushan who were sitting not far away, and seeing that they all looked calm and unfamiliar, she couldn't help but secretly sighed that people were not good at appearances.

This time, Song Jian won an overwhelming victory.As soon as the competition was over, he instantly returned to his usual appearance, with a gentle and humble smile, he stepped forward to greet his opponent, in exchange for the opponent to roll his eyes.

Guan Jingxuan was staring dumbfounded, but heard Elder Shanyue not far away proudly say to Elder Fenghuai: "My apprentice won! Give me the money!"

Elder Fenghuai snorted with a dark face, and slapped a copper plate on the table. Elder Shanyue picked it up and blew on it, and happily put it into his sleeve.

Guan Jingxuan thought dumbfoundingly: The monks in Shushan are all talents.