Master tutoring class

Wen Xiuyuan never thought that one day he would be reduced to living in a wooden house with air leakage.

When the dilapidated door was opened, the wind passed him and poured into the room, blowing a layer of snowflakes, and when the door was closed, the cold wind still lingered.

The furniture in the house was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the bed and table were frozen by ice crystals. The whole room seemed to be made of ice and snow.

Wen Xiuyuan looked up at Nuo Da's hole, silently.

An Heyi was carrying two brooms.

"Save your spiritual power, let's sweep the snow in the house first." Looking helplessly at the snow that blocked half of the house, if they can't clean it up tonight, the two of them are afraid that they will sleep in the snowdrift up.

Although there is not much difference between this house and the snowdrift.

Snowflakes floated into the house along the hole, and it was chilly in the house.

The broom made a rustling sound as it rubbed against each other, and some snow would always stick to it when sweeping over it. After a long time, it was covered with a thick layer, and it fell into a pile when it was shaken.

"Cough cough cough", An Heyi covered his mouth, frowned and looked at Wen Xiuyuan, "Sweep lightly".

The other party's broom was lifted up immediately, and a mischievous smile returned.

An Heyi watched and shook his head helplessly.

After the cleaning was completed, the room finally had room to move around. They found tools from the spirit ring and beat them together.After a while, the dilapidated holes were plugged and loose corners were sealed.

Most of the items in the house can no longer be used after being damp. Fortunately, although the spiritual power is severely suppressed, the spirit ring can still be opened. Even though most of the items inside require spiritual power to be opened, some of them are purely for collection.

An Heyi touched the spirit ring, took out a small stove from the spirit ring, put it in the house and lit it.

The fire ignited, and the temperature in the house gradually increased, finally ushering in some warmth in the cold house.

Wen Xiuyuan sighed contentedly.

Exquisite small wine glasses are placed on the wooden table, and next to them are two nondescript rocking chairs.

It was too cold, An Heyi finally gave up tea and replaced it with peach blossom wine.

Placed in the center, the two drink to each other.

The smell of wine was overflowing, and the fire was booming. The master and apprentice were lying on rocking chairs around the small stove, with some wine beside them.

Green Ant New Distillery, red clay small stove.

The snow outside rustled down on the top of the house, and it seemed to freeze the pile of logs stubbornly standing on the top of the cliff with a full sense of coldness.The fire below swayed, and the warmth in the house was drowsy.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, and the sound of the wind hitting the door incessantly, An Heyi's hand holding the wine glass slightly tightened.

He raised his eyes to look at his apprentice, and said in a gentle voice, "You sit here first, I'll go out and take a look."

Seeing Wen Xiuyuan lying still on the rocking chair, he stood up with confidence.

As soon as he turned his back, the rocking chair behind him creaked.

Wen Xiuyuan: "..."

He turned his head and looked at the disobedient apprentice in a funny way, this time even if he saw the apprentice lying obediently and not moving, he no longer believed it.

Slightly sighed, gentle and helpless, "Be obedient, sit here and don't move."

The flame of the small stove wobbled and approached his hand, and a burst of warmth filled his whole body.An Heyi looked down, and there was a piece of talisman paper pasted next to the small stove.

This talisman paper with the logo of the Niguangzong is the latest one made by Zhuo Sheng, and it has a long name. It is called "Even if you are beaten into a mortal, you can't get rid of me" talisman.

The name is boring, and so is the function.As said, as long as the talisman is matched, even ordinary talisman paper can take effect, and when it is used, it will stick to people desperately, and it can't be driven away.

Unexpectedly, his apprentice threw a sticky talisman, An Heyi couldn't laugh or cry.Seeing him, the flame that had been incorporated into the spell rushed up with all his heart.

Wen Xiuyuan slumped on the rocking chair and covered his face.

...shame on me.

An Heyi smiled silently, shook his head and walked out.

He deliberately used some spiritual power and stepped on the ground quietly.When he reached the door, he opened the door with a "swipe", and the snowflakes and ice crystals that had no time to escape smashed into the snow with a "slap", creating a hole in the snow.

An Heyi: "..."

snowflake:"……"

I don't know who's thoughtless monk made the peep mirror, and it was made into a plate-sized snowflake and ice crystal, which came out of the snow in a daze, for fear that he would not see it.

The cultivator's spiritual weapon had to be hit vigorously, An Heyi didn't want to waste his spiritual power, so he pulled out a lightning-inducing talisman from the spiritual ring.

With a "snap", the thunder struck down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", it seemed to be screaming in my ears.

In the snow, Bing Jing sprouted two legs, jumped up and ran away, bouncing towards the distance, chasing after the thunder that struck down from behind.

Every time An Heyi thought he was going to hit it, Bing Jing always made a super-speed operation and narrowly avoided it.

"..."

With a laugh behind him, An Heyi turned his head and saw Wen Xiuyuan leaning against the door.

"Go back quickly", frowning.

The person leaning against the door looked back at him, with a smile in his eyes, walked over to hold An Heyi's hand, and leaned his shoulder on his side, "Isn't there still a master?"

An Heyi glanced lightly, and after a thunderclap, he turned his attention back.

The ice crystal's vitality was extremely tenacious, even with short legs, it never gave up struggling, and it was about to leave An Heyi's sight.

There was a sudden sound from the sky.

The ice crystals wobbled and shattered into scum.

The lines on the talisman paper faded, and it fluttered into the snow.

Coincidentally, it covered the top of the ice crystal slag.

Like a shroud.

Wen Xiuyuan glanced lazily, turned his head to An Heyi, hooked his fingers, and spoke with a nasal tone.

"Master is so powerful."

An Heyi's breath was stagnant, and he withdrew his hand from his apprentice, not daring to look at him, he raised his feet and walked straight into the house.

She turned her head slightly to the side and hung down her broken hair to cover her slightly hot ears, for fear of being noticed.

Wen Xiuyuan followed behind him neither too fast nor too slow, with a vague smile on his lips all the time.

Before entering the door, he calmly glanced at the door, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, there was a clatter of thunder outside.

It was hard to ignore such a loud noise.

Dazedness flashed across An Heyi's eyes, and he looked back at Wen Xiuyuan, seeing his innocent face.

He raised his foot and walked back again, pushed the door open and looked outside.

The debris all over the ground shone in the white snow, like stars falling from the sky.

An Heyi: "..."

After the sound, there was silence outside the door.The door of the house is covered with talisman papers, and the two monks in the house are practicing with their eyes closed.The thin aura scattered and gathered again, and finally flowed in the body and became more and more solid.

Snowflakes whirled around the house outside.

Seen from An Heyi's side, the aura was slowly absorbed into Wen Xiuyuan's body, and there was a transmission of aura between every breath.It's really incredible.

When the apprentice's luck was exhausted, An Heyi sat quietly opposite him, searched over and over in the spiritual ring, took out a thick blanket and gently covered Wen Xiuyuan's body.

There was another burst of ridicule outside the door.

An Heyi stood up, walked to the door, pasted a sound-proof symbol on the door, opened the door and threw mines out of the door with precision.

Lights of light flashed one after another, and the thunder was not even heard, and there was another pile of scum on the ground.

Limp on the ground shining brightly.

An Heyi glanced coldly, and closed the door with a "bang".

As night fell, Wen Xiuyuan's practice finally came to an end.

He took a deep breath, hugged the quilt and lay down with Master.

I was disturbed all day today, but luckily the ice crystals outside the door were all shattered, I don't know if anyone came to disturb me at night.

Just as he thought so, the familiar voice sounded again.

Looking at each other, An Heyi pressed Wen Xiuyuan's shoulder, "I'll go".

The slender fingers put on the robe, lifted the natal sword and walked to the door.

The door opened slowly.

A khaki envelope? It was placed at the front door of the house. An Heyi squatted down, raised his hand and gently picked up the envelope. As soon as he picked it up, he saw layers of ice crystals on the bottom.

Pulling out the dry letter paper from the envelope, there was a line written crookedly inside.

"Little friend, please don't hit me, spiritual sense can't afford a mirror anymore"

"..."

The author says:

No prize quiz

Who put the envelope?

1. Sand sculpture enemies

2. Sand Sculpture Zongmen Master

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