Hard to be a master

After a while, Shen Ziliu came in from the door, wiped his hands with a handkerchief as he walked, and complained: "The blood of this ghost smells too bad."

Guan Jingxuan waved at him, and Shen Ziliu immediately sat down happily, without seeing the cruel appearance when he killed the Wutong ghost just now.

After sitting down, Shen Ziliu asked: "Master, what exactly are Wutong ghosts? Why are there two? And the original shapes are still different."

Guan Jingxuan didn't answer right away, but asked what the other one's original shape was.

Shen Ziliu said with disgust on his face, "A big one."

Guan Jingxuan then explained: "Wutong ghosts are lewd ghosts, and they are best at using disguised forms to confuse women and make them fall in love with them. Every five of these ghosts are related to each other, and their original shapes are different, but usually two do not appear at the same time. Know how they are cultivated and how they are formed."

Liu Xinhe heard the words and said in horror: "Five?! If the other three come to seek revenge, what should we do?!"

Guan Jingxuan said: "Miss Liu, don't worry, Wutong ghosts are not powerful ghosts. We killed two of them today, which is enough to deter them. Later, I will mark this other courtyard with the Kunlun mark. Ordinary monsters will see you." When we arrive, we will never dare to easily commit crimes.”

Only then did Liu Xinhe feel relieved, but when she thought that she had been bullied by one or even a few unknown things for so long these days, and she didn't know if the rich businessman would despise her because of this, she couldn't help covering her face and crying stand up.Neither Guan Jingxuan nor Shen Ziliu said anything consoling, this was not their duty, and it had no real effect.All kinds of experiences in life have their own karma, and the bitterness, hotness, sourness and sweetness of them can only be digested by themselves.

After solving the matter of the Wutong ghost, the master and apprentice did not stay in Lin'an. After saying hello to the trial trio, they set off for Qiantang that day.The tide in Qiantang is just these few days, and there are many people who come to watch the tide, and the journey along the way is much more lively than when they came.By the time the two arrived at Qiantang on horseback, all the inns in Qiantang County were already full.Helpless, the two had no choice but to find an open space by the river outside the city and set up a tent.

Taking advantage of Shen Ziliu's time to set up a tent, Guan Jingxuan walked along the river for a while, found a golden-winged cloud crane in a place Shen Ziliu couldn't see, nodded his eyes, and hung the kit with sword tassels around its neck , And silently recited a tactic, Yunhe rushed into the sky with shaking wings.When Guan Jingxuan returned to where they stayed, the tent had already been set up, and Shen Ziliu was bending down with his sleeves rolled up to clean up the lush weeds around him.

Seeing the Shouxin Sword hanging outside the tent, Guan Jingxuan looked at Shen Ziliu: "How do you hang the sword on the tent?"

Shen Ziliu stood upright, with his hips on his arms, and said angrily, "Stop!"

Guan Jingxuan was confused: "Huh?"

Shen Ziliu hummed, and said vaguely: "This broken sword always likes to do unnecessary things, teach it a lesson!"

Hearing Shen Ziliu scolding her natal artifact, Guan Jingxuan was a little bit dumbfounded, and then realized that he was talking about the sword spirit of guarding the heart, and couldn't help asking curiously: "What did it do?"

Shen Ziliu glared at the sword hanging on the tent, and said, "It's just some boring little moves, Master doesn't need to know. Anyway, Master don't care about it in the future!"

Guan Jingxuan laughed and said: "As a teacher, I can't even see the sword spirit guarding my heart, even if I want to deal with it, I can't do anything."

Hearing this, Shen Ziliu was in a good mood immediately, and glanced at his natal spirit sword proudly and provocatively.

Guan Jingxuan shook her head and smiled, stretched out her hand to remove a few grass clippings from Shen Ziliu's hair, and said, "Speaking of which, why is Shouxin in my room today?"

Shen Ziliu bent down obediently so that Guan Jingxuan could help him tidy his hair, and said: "I don't worry, I left it on purpose."

Guan Jingxuan said: "When the Wutong ghost came to my room, you were fighting with another Wutong ghost. It stands to reason that the natal spiritual weapon is connected to the holder. If you feel the fluctuation of your spiritual power, Shouxin should It will appear by your side immediately."

Shen Ziliu said: "I have made an agreement with that Broken Sword, I will catch the Wutong Ghost, and it will protect Master."

Guan Jingxuan said: "This is not a question of whether you and Shouxin have an agreement or not. The echo between you and it is innate. At any time, the natal spirit weapon will always take the owner as the top priority."

Shen Ziliu touched his chin and said, "Maybe it's because... I haven't given up my blood yet?"

Guan Jingxuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said in surprise: "You didn't admit to Shouxinbleed?"

After more than two years of retreat, Shen Ziliu has made rapid progress, and his cultivation base, sword skills and spells have all improved by leaps and bounds.Although he has not yet broken through to the stage of transforming gods, every time he strikes a sword, he has the coercion and courage of a monk in the stage of transforming gods.Shen Ziliu has also taken on several difficult tasks since he left the customs. The opponents are not simple characters, at least for Guan Jingxuan, it is very difficult to deal with, but Shen Ziliu has easily solved them all without defeat.It took less than three years to reach such a state, even for a gifted immortal cultivator, it was not easy, so Guan Jingxuan always thought that Shen Ziliu would bleed to recognize the master after he got Shouxin.

Compared to Guan Jingxuan's astonishment, Shen Ziliu looked calm, shrugged and said, "I just want to see how far the natal spiritual weapon without a drop of blood can reach the limit, but unfortunately I haven't encountered one that can push me to the limit. An opponent of that level. Besides, Shou Xin and I can sense each other even if we don't bleed to recognize the master, so it doesn't matter if we recognize the master or not."

Guan Jingxuan sighed with emotion, and smiled at Shen Ziliu: "Heaven's favored son, you are probably talking about someone like you, Xiaoliu. In the future, you will definitely be able to ascend to immortality."