Hard to be a master

Ling Xifeng's catastrophe came suddenly, and it was also extremely dangerous.The vast majority of Kunlun monks had never seen this battle, and were deeply shocked.Although he finally lived up to expectations and succeeded in ascension, the process was extremely thrilling and not easy.After witnessing the power of the Ascension Thunder, some monks with undecided Taoism couldn't help but feel a little fear and timidity.

On the night when Lingxi wind soared, Kunlun was extremely lively, and almost all the monks in Kunlun came out of the cave to watch from a distance. On the contrary, Guan Jingxuan seemed not worried about his friend's calamity, nor was he very curious. The old god was nestling in Shen Ziliu's arms, One day, one day, another day, I whispered to him for a long time.It wasn't until two or three days later that I took Shen Ziliu to watch "Yushan Xianlu" which contained "Yinlan Immortal".

Now that my apprentice has broken through to the stage of transforming spirits, and has also seen Ling Xifeng for the last time, everything has come to an end, Guan Jingxuan's life has been idle again, and his true nature has been exposed, and he has spent more than half of the time in Qingmengyuan lazily. The days when Yue Yi came to stretch out her hands to eat and open her mouth, don't mention how pleasant it is.

Shen Ziliu went out early and returned late every day, so he didn't know what he was busy with.Guan Jingxuan has always adopted a free-range policy towards his apprentice, and never asked about his whereabouts, until he saw Shen Ziliu coming back with injuries for a few days, he couldn't help asking a few questions, but the answer he got surprised Guan Jingxuan.

"—Do you want to inherit the Juechen Sword?"

Juechen is the natal artifact of Yuqing Immortal Zun Hualiangmeng, the founder of Kunlun Mountain. Hualiangmeng didn't take Juechen away when he ascended to heaven, and then Juechen was enshrined in the Shouhua Palace as the treasure of Zhenshan.It is no exaggeration to say that even today, there is no spiritual weapon in the world that can match it.

Shen Ziliu had nothing to hide from Guan Jingxuan, he nodded and said, "That's right."

Guan Jingxuan paused the hand that was pushing the medicine for him, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why? Isn't it good to keep your heart?"

Shen Ziliu pursed his lips and said, "Okay, but not enough."

Guan Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "Jechen is indeed very good, he can even be said to be the most powerful magic weapon in the world, but for you, it may not be better than guarding the heart. Let's talk about things like natal spiritual weapons , expensive and not expensive.”

Shen Ziliu stretched out his arms to wrap Guan Jingxuan's waist in front of him, and easily pulled him onto his lap to sit down.Guan Jingxuan was not shy either, and continued to rub his wound gently after sitting still.

"I understand what Master means, but I must inherit Juechen."

Guan Jingxuan was even more puzzled, "Why?"

Shen Ziliu said: "Because the only spiritual sword that can be inherited is Juechen - it can be guaranteed to withstand the catastrophe."

Guan Jingxuan looked at him in surprise: "Aren't you going to take Shou Xin to ascend?"

Shen Ziliu's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head firmly.

Guan Jingxuan's face was full of puzzlement: "Why is this? No matter how good the inherited spirit weapon is, when you cultivate it enough to ascend, it will not be as good as your own natal spirit weapon!"

Shen Ziliu grabbed Guan Jingxuan's wrist, raised his head and kissed him on the lips, and said mysteriously: "Master, don't ask, the disciple has his own plans, and you will know when the time comes."

Shen Ziliu said that he is determined to win, but if he really wants to inherit the Juechen Sword, it is very difficult.The entire Shouhua Palace was shrouded in triple restrictions, which became more and more difficult to break through from the outside to the inside, and the time between the two restrictions was limited.In other words, even if you break through the first level of restriction, if you fail to break through the second level of restriction within the time limit, you will still be thrown out and start all over again.

However, for Shen Ziliu, it is not difficult to break through the restriction. As a monk of Wujianfeng, breaking the barrier and breaking the restriction has long been commonplace. Hua Dian's restriction could barely stop him for two days.The real trouble is after entering the Palace of Shouhua.

Seeing his apprentice come back with injuries for several days in a row, and even worsening, Guan Jingxuan finally couldn't help asking him what happened to him in Shouhua Palace.

Shen Ziliu rubbed the bruise on his shoulder and replied, "Me."

Guan Jingxuan didn't understand, so: "What?"

Shen Ziliu said: "The one blocking my way in Shouhua Palace is 'I'."

Seeing that Guan Jingxuan was still puzzled, Shen Ziliu explained: "After breaking through the restriction of Shouhua Palace, you will enter a chaotic space, and there will be someone in the chaos—maybe not a person, who will ask a question. Every time you enter, the question is different. As long as the answer is wrong, there will be a "person" who is exactly like me to fight with me. That "person" is not the same as the phantom reflected in the Shuiyue mirror. He has all the spiritual treasures I hold. And he knows my moves, habits and even my thoughts at every moment, completely like another me."

Guan Jingxuan said in surprise: "Master, I have never heard of any person or magic weapon that can create such an illusion."

Shen Ziliu frowned and said, "It's not just that. Every time I enter that space, I will find that 'I' becomes stronger than the last time I encountered it."

No wonder Shen Ziliu's injuries have gotten worse recently.

Guan Jingxuan pondered for a moment, and said: "It seems that this level cannot be broken by force, and the correct answer must be answered, otherwise it is impossible to break through."

Guan Jingxuan took the porcelain bottle from Shen Ziliu's hand and poured some liquid medicine in his hand, and asked while helping him apply the medicine, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ziliu said: "How far is Tongdao Peak from the sky?"

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Shen Ziliu said again: "How many hectares of snow are there in Kunlun?"

"?"

Shen Ziliu continued: "What was Yuqing Immortal Venerable thinking when he ascended?"

"..."

Guan Jingxuan raised his forehead and said, "It's impossible for anyone to know the answers to these questions!"

Shen Ziliu shrugged and said, "That's why this disciple has been trapped for so long."

Guan Jingxuan shook his head helplessly and said: "No wonder no one can inherit Juechen, he can't beat him, he can't answer him, this is a dead end—"

Just as he was talking, Guan Jingxuan seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes lit up, and said: "No, someone has answered it correctly!"

Shen Ziliu was refreshed when he heard the words, and asked, "Who is it?"

Guan Jingxuan looked at Shen Ziliu, and said with a smile, "A person you can never imagine."