My master can't be so gentle

Kunxu, the ancestor of the Wanshan Mountains in the Upper Realm.

Tianxuan Sword Gate is located at the top of Kunxu, with a radius of thousands of miles, it is the scope of influence of Sword Gate, with mountains and mountains towering into the sky.

There are thirteen peaks with the most aura in the core area of ​​the Zongmen. The head of Jianmen lives on Yuxu Peak in the center, and the other twelve peaks are scattered around Yuxu Peak. Disciples and inner disciples live and practice.

Quenching Jianfeng's conditions in all aspects are not the best among the twelve peaks, but Zuo Yao likes it being secluded and few people, so he chose this place as his training place.

The other six elders' personal disciples plus the Neimen's registered disciples are mighty and mighty. There are always dozens or hundreds of people, and if the servants responsible for cleaning are included, it is not uncommon for a peak to have thousands of people.

Zuo Yao is not keen on recruiting disciples, and there are only three masters and apprentices in Quenjian Peak. Of course, there are some spiritual birds and beasts who have absorbed spiritual energy and become human. Because of Zuo Yao's generous nature, he can also They are tolerated, so although there are few people on the mountain, it is not cold.

When Zuo Yao led Shi Lingguang back to the fairy mansion on the mountainside, he happened to see Xuanyin practicing sword under the cherry tree.

Cherry blossoms fill the sky, and the long sword in the girl's hand is cold and luminous. The sword moves with the heart, coming like thunder and ending its anger, and ending like a river and sea congealing light.

Zuo Yao stopped for a moment and then nodded slightly. Xuanyin's swordsmanship has already acquired the sword intent, and it only takes time to practice, and it will surely achieve something.

Out of the corner of Xuanyin's eyes, she caught a glimpse of Master carrying a young boy up the mountain. She already had a guess about the identity of the young boy, so she took a sword flower and took back the Qingshuang Sword in her hand, smiling and leaning over to salute: "Master."

After looking at Shi Lingguang curiously, Xuanyin still couldn't hold back: "Is this the former prince of the human world brought back by Fairy Shen Xue, Master Yang?"

She felt that Shi Lingguang, who was in a mess, didn't look like a prince, but more like a little beggar that his master picked up from a certain beggar's den.

Shi Lingguang's complexion remained unchanged, this second senior sister still had such a carefree personality, she was undefended against everyone, even in another 20 years, she would still be so outspoken, but she never treated others with malice.

Even if it was for the protection of his senior sister in every possible way when he was ignored in the previous life, he must protect her well this time, and absolutely not let Zuo Yao get a finger on his senior sister!

Zuo Yao didn't know what Shi Lingguang was thinking when he was holding his hand, he just looked at Xuanyin dumbfounded.

This girl is a concubine sent by a certain family in the lower world to practice Taoism. Although she doesn't have the bad habits of other famous girls, she just has an outspoken temper that she won't change after repeated admonitions.

When she said this, didn't she hit Shi Lingguang's heartache?

"This will be your third junior brother in the future, you should clean up his room first..." Zuo Yao was worried that Shi Lingguang would be sad, so he changed the subject, but suddenly stopped in the middle of talking.

There are only four rooms in the Immortal Mansion on Quenjian Peak, except for the kitchen, there are only three rooms left, and the three masters and apprentices each have a room, so where is there any extra room for Shi Lingguang to live in?

In the previous life, when Shi Lingguang first arrived, he slept with him.

Xuanyin also realized this problem, and scratched her head a little worried: "There is no spare room on the mountain, where does the younger brother live?"

Zuo Yao paused, looked down at Shi Lingguang gently: "Does Lingguang mind staying with the teacher for a few days?"

"I'm willing." Shi Lingguang nodded without hesitation, Zuo Yao's heart almost melted when he looked at him completely dependent.

Wen Jingxing was ten years old when he practiced with him, and Xuanyin was already 12 years old when he started practicing. They both matured independently and did not need him to worry too much. Only Shi Lingguang was the youngest, but he was also the most distressed.

"Disciple, go and notify the Superintendent to send someone to repair the house." Xuanyin immediately prepared to issue a message.

Zuo Yao stopped her: "It's not urgent, but Ling Guang hasn't started to practice yet, three meals a day is unavoidable, you first ask the catering department to prepare some vegetables and rice."

Zuo Yao himself is already a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and he has long since stopped eating fireworks. Although Wen Jingxing and Xuanyin are still in the middle stage of foundation establishment and late stage of entraining Qi, they can still rely on Bigu Pills for five or six days, plus the usual Practicing to absorb spiritual energy, the need for food and drink is almost zero.

It's just that Xuanyin herself gets greedy occasionally, so she sneaks into the catering department to find something that suits her taste. The person in charge of the catering department sees that she is the direct disciple of Elder Zuo, and there is no time to please her, so she chooses what she likes eat enough.

"Okay!" Xuanyin was about to pass the message over with a messenger talisman, then stopped, looking at Zuo Yao suspiciously, "Master, there is another question."

"Huh?" Zuo Yao turned around.

"Who can cook?" Xuanyin asked.

Zuo Yao paused, this is indeed a problem.

Seeing Zuo Yao's troubled face, Xuanyin immediately recommended herself: "Why don't you let me try?"

Zuo Yao frowned, he knew that Xuanyin would go to the catering department to have a good time from time to time, but he didn't know if this girl could cook.

Besides, if she really would, she probably wouldn't have asked this question.But seeing the little girl eager to give it a try, Zuo Yao couldn't discourage her enthusiasm, so he nodded: "Then you should try it first."

After all, these two apprentices may be together in the future, and as a master, he is also happy to see the success, so naturally he has to help them create favorable conditions since childhood.

Shi Lingguang's face was full of despair.

Let the senior sister cook?

Then why not just give him a bottle of poison and kill him?And suffer less.

He has already experienced Xuanyin's culinary skills, which can be called the best in Jianmen. Of course, that one is by no means a compliment to her delicious cooking, but that if she eats it, the whole family may be wiped out.

Even if there are individual brothers with excellent physique who resist, they will inevitably go in and out of the hut a few more times.

That is to say, the head and elders can avoid persecution on the grounds of not eating fireworks and hindering cultivation, so the upper limit of the power of the food made by Xuanyin has never been known.

There are also people who think that it would be a shame for Xuanyin not to concoct alchemy and become a poison cultivator to be able to toss out food that would make a group of sword cultivators run away.

But no matter how much Shi Lingguang struggled in his heart, he could only show a look of gratitude on his face.

The timing of his rebirth was very short, and he was reborn just last night. He could neither prevent the tragedy of his parents, nor change his own destiny. Now even his own life is threatened by the kindness of his senior sister.

Noticing that Shi Lingguang had been watching Xuanyin leave, and there seemed to be a hint of reluctance in his small eyes, Zuo Yao was secretly taken aback. Could it be that Shi Lingguang had developed feelings for his senior sister at this time?

This child is not yet five years old, is he too precocious?He was a little worried, the young apprentice's puppy love was too early, right?

"Follow me as a teacher." Zuo Yao coughed lowly, reminding Shi Lingguang to regain his senses.

Shi Lingguang lowered his head silently, and resignedly followed Zuo Yao into the largest room, which was also Zuo Yao's bedroom.

The room was large and empty. A natural black jade screen that looked like a landscape painting divided the room into two. Inside was a nanmu bed with a moon-white bed curtain hanging on it.There are sandalwood tables and stools next to it, and there are newly folded pink cherry blossoms in the white porcelain vase on the table, which should have been folded by Xuanyin.

On the floor of the room outside the screen was Zhang Qingyu's table, surrounded by a few futons, and on the wall next to it was a picture of dancing swords, which showed Zuo Yao himself.

Although the painter's brushwork is immature, he has a slight edge, and at first glance, he has a chilling air.

This painting was Wen Jingxing's birthday gift to Zuo Yao, and it has been hanging on the wall for three years.

The jug of wine that Wen Xihua sent was still on the table.

Zuo Yao signaled Shi Lingguang to sit down on the futon, and then took some Huayusan and low-level tonifying pills from the storage ring, first opened the small porcelain bottle of Huayusan, and a burst of refreshing fragrance burst into Shi Between Ling Guang's nostrils, his tired body felt refreshed.

Zuo Yao is the elder of Jianmen and the junior brother of the head, so the things in his hands are naturally the best.He only used his fingertips to apply some light green plaster on the wounds on Shi Lingguang's face, and he saw that the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shi Lingguang sat quietly on the futon, allowing Zuo Yao to squat in front of him and gently apply the medicine to himself, but the look in his eyes was in a daze for a moment.

He vaguely remembered that Zuo Yao treated him with such tenderness and pampering when he first entered the teacher's school in the previous life, but this kind of care and love was only pretended for less than half a year, and he announced that he had gone to retreat for cultivation.

When leaving the customs again, Zuo Yao withdrew all his gentleness and generosity, revealing his selfish and narrow nature.

If Zuo Yao has always been such a master, how good would it be?

"Are there any wounds on your body?" Zuo Yao asked again after treating the wounds on his face.

Shi Lingguang nodded slightly and looked at his arm.

It was a knife wound left by the rebels when he was arrested in the palace chaos. The wound has not been treated, and it seems to be a little red, swollen and inflamed.

Hearing this, Zuo Yao carefully took off the filthy and tattered prince's fine clothes on his body, revealing the child's frail and fair body.

Then he discovered that the wound on Shi Lingguang's body was not only on his arm, but also had large areas of abrasions on his back and waist. Judging from the condition of the wound, it should have been caused by being dragged and rubbed on the ground.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yao frowned slightly, but he also knew that the change of power in the human world was as cruel and cruel as the killing of beasts. The new king killed the old king's heir instinctively, and there was nothing to blame.

Now that he has left the human world with Shi Lingguang, all the past should be left behind.

After treating the last slight wound on his body for Shi Lingguang, Zuo Yao stood up, groped in the space for a while, found a white robe and put it next to him.

This magic robe is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, which can be adjusted in size according to the height of the owner. At the same time, it is equipped with dozens of defensive spells, which can withstand the full attack of Jindan stage monks for as long as a stick of incense.

Ling Guang had worn this set of robes for nearly 20 years in his last life. It was the rare warmth given to him by his master, and he always regarded it as a treasure.However, in the end, it was Zuo Yao (Wen Xihua) who shattered the magic robe with his own palm, and at the same time shattered half of his heart.

Seeing this magic robe at this moment, Shi Lingguang suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and he concealed the false pain without changing his face: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the clothes."

Putting on a brand-new robe, Shi Lingguang really seemed to be a different person, from the former down-and-out prince to Yuxue's cute little fairy boy.

Zuo Yao couldn't help pinching the child's fat and soft cheeks, tsk tsk, it feels really good, no wonder other senior brothers like to accept chubby children as apprentices.

He pinched the child's cheek again, and seeing the child's angry but daring expression, he couldn't help chuckling, and finally he reacted like a normal child.

"You sleep on the bed inside for a few days, and move out after your room is built." Zuo Yao withdrew his hand and pointed to the big bed inside the screen.

Shi Lingguang was a little surprised. He remembered clearly that he was not treated so well in his last life. At that time, Zuo Yao let him live with the elder brother. Later, the elder brother left Jianmen to go down the mountain to practice, and that room has always been his. that's it.

These subtle differences made Shi Lingguang a little concerned, and he wanted to figure out what caused these changes.Is it because of his rebirth?Will that cause other things to follow suit?

He looked up unexpectedly, and saw Zuo Yao staring at the jug on the table in a daze, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

Shi Lingguang narrowed his eyes, sure enough, this was Zuo Yao's true face!

No matter how much Zuo Yao can pretend, his true nature cannot be concealed.

With a wave of Zuo Yao's hand, he put the jug on the table into the storage ring, in case someone accidentally drank it by mistake.

Speaking of it, the Meteor Immortal Powder that Wen Xihua added to the wine was a poison refined by someone, it was colorless and tasteless, even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage would not notice anything after eating it.

If he hadn't said it himself, Zuo Yao would never have even heard of the name of this thing.

However, the effect of this poison is surprisingly good. It only needs to be taken three or five times, and the body of the user will fall into a state of suspended animation during the cultivation period, and even the Nascent Soul in the body will fall into a deep sleep.

A monk who has no defenses but has a high level of cultivation is simply the best choice for the soul.

Thinking of these bad things, Zuo Yao didn't even have much interest in the wine he always liked.

This mood was maintained until after the sun set, Wen Jingxing returned to the mountain with a jug of wine.