After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

As soon as these words came out, Yan Lin suddenly raised his head, clenched Yan Jin's sleeves tightly, his fingertips turned white with force, his face was full of panic, unbelievable.

What does it mean?

What do you mean by 'he is already' he is this ice slag's apprentice? !Why doesn't he know it himself!

Yan Jin also had a look of shock on his face, the smile that was on the corner of his mouth just now had completely disappeared, replaced by suppressed anger and danger.

If the people from Haoran Immortal Mansion were present, they would definitely be able to see that this was a sign of Immortal Yiqing's anger.It's a pity that standing next to him is Shiyuan Jianzu, so why should he care about other people's feelings and opinions?

"What do you mean by this senior..."

Yan Jin's voice dropped a few degrees, and asked in a low voice.

He didn't understand why a cultivator in the transcending tribulation period should not be a good sword ancestor, so why did he have to come to this muddy water... again and again to beat Qinghe's attention.

Why can't he practice in closed doors like in the previous two lives, waiting to ascend to the Dao.

And he only needs to save him on Qinghe's hundredth birthday, protect him, change his life, and let him live well, then his life will be complete.

Why do people bother even with such a small request?

Now that he has accepted his minister and apprentice, he can't predict what kind of variables will happen on his [-]th birthday. He doesn't know whether it will be a person, a robbery, or something else.

From light to darkness, he will completely lose his initiative.

Shi Yuan glanced across the banquet forest, and met the young man's piercing black eyes, the shock inside was exposed in the air, like a frightened spirit beast, both innocent and wronged, Shi Yuan was silent for a while.

Withdrawing his eyes indifferently: "He was seriously injured in the ruins, his dantian was damaged, and his realm fell. I spent decades of cultivation to restore his dantian..." He paused and looked at Yan Jin indifferently. Said: "In that case, why can't I accept him as an apprentice."

In the world of comprehension, where power dictates, giving and gain have never been equal, but for a powerful and high-ranking person, they can only be equal, and his loss should be accompanied by rewards.

This is the default rule for everyone.

Hearing this, Yan Jin frowned slightly, shrouded in frost, turned her head, and took a stern look at Yan Lin, feeling angry and annoyed at him for not caring for herself, acting recklessly, and regretting why she didn't follow him secretly , in short, it is a complex and astringent.

When Yan Lin heard this, he pursed his lips, and lowered his head guiltily, not daring to meet Shang Yan Jin's eyes.

It's not that he's afraid, it's just that he feels awkward.

Yan Jin looked at the top of someone's dark hair and withdrew his eyes quietly. At this moment, his handsome face was tense, and his eyes were complicated. The cultivation base and spiritual power are the foundation of everyone's cultivation. No one can waste decades for no reason The results, go to an outsider.

In addition to blood relationship, master and apprentice...

Yan Jin looked at Shi Yuan with more doubts in his eyes. Decades of cultivation may not be a problem for Shi Yuan, but he just doesn't understand why it is Qinghe. It's right to cross the intersection.

If it is true what Shi Yuan said... then it will be very difficult for me to take Qing and...

but--

Yan Jin smiled, the fierce aura just now seemed to be just an illusion, but his gaze was like a blade of ice, he only heard him say: "I don't think seniors may not know that the third lady of the Yunjing faction was killed and the Daohua essence was stolen , the entire Yunwaitian, and even the entire Zhongtian Realm are looking for the whereabouts of the murderer. And I seem to have heard that Senior met Miss San on the day she was killed..."

There was no slight fluctuation on Shi Yuan's face.

Yan Lin looked at the profile of the person beside him in shock.

Shi Yuan actually went to Miss San? !

He heard something incredible!

If this is the case, Yuan's suspicion is indeed very serious at that time, no matter his realm, cultivation base, ability... are enough to kill people silently.

The Yunjing faction values ​​bloodlines so much, even if they know that there is a gap between the two sides, they will definitely do their best to avenge them. At that time, this will be the beginning of a dispute.

Yan Jin paused for a moment, and then continued: "I know, senior has lived in seclusion for many years, and his cultivation level is No. 1 in the Transcendence Tribulation Period. Naturally, he is not afraid of right and wrong, but I am afraid, and Qinghe is even more afraid..."

According to the Yunjing faction's undying temperament, if it was Shi Yuan's actions, then Qinghe must be implicated.

However, he is actually not sure whether what happened to Miss San was caused by Shi Yuan. It was just that after a long time in the last life, he heard someone from the Yiyun Realm mentioned it, and what he said today is to test, and to hope Therefore, he gave up the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Shi Yuan quietly looked at their figures leaning against each other, as well as the trust of Quan Quan in the young man, his eyes were slightly cold.

Why can't you see clearly, for your so-called 'brother', you are just a dispensable tool.

His concern for you is just an illusion to deceive you.

When Shi Yuan thought about it, when his eyes passed over Yan Jin's waist, the pupils of Yin Hui shrank.

A small wooden sword of emerald green bamboo hangs under the glazed scroll.

Shi Yuan froze.

In the next second, cold winter-like air poured out, accompanied by an uncontrollable coercion.

The awe-inspiring and pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and fell on his side with a cold dim light. He took a step forward, walking steadily, with his thin lips slightly parted, and said coldly: "You have already rejected me once, have you already rejected me once? I will make you refuse a second time..."

He didn't care about the meaning of Yan Jin's words at all, the fierce sword intent scattered from his body, accompanied by the whistling sound of the surrounding wind and snow, made people shudder.

I thought it was unique.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't——

Yan Lin felt the chill, but didn't know what was wrong with the other party.

But looking at the pure black long sword, his face changed, his heart tightened, his breathing became flustered, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

But the person on the other side was still staring at him, with bottomless eyes, pitch-black as an abyss, and his tone was extremely slow: "I thought you should know that ever since I brought you back, I never thought of letting you go."

Since it is so easy to be deceived by those so-called people, it is better to stay by his side obediently.

As soon as the words fell, the icy eyes sank slightly, the fingers of the left hand were put together, and the hand was lightly raised, the white and slender fingertips had a little silver light, lightly tapped on the forehead, the gleam flashed, three vertical lines of silver swords appeared, against the white cloud The pattern is surging, the silver crown is white, and the hair is like a god descending.

Yan Lin stared blankly at him, only feeling the aura boiling all over his body, the scorching heat on his forehead accompanied by sharp pain, and the trembling feeling from the soul, shaking every nerve and tendon of him, making him hug He stopped his head, staggered back a few steps, and couldn't help shaking.

Seeing this, Yan Jin didn't care about anything else, turned around quickly and pulled him into his arms, looking at the three vertical lines of silver swords between his eyebrows, his eyes were like an ice field, full of hostility.

He actually concluded the master-student contract——!

The "Heavenly Stems" practiced by Shi Yuan is different from ordinary swordsmanship. He created his own seventeen-stroke swordsmanship and three swordsmanship, and these three swordsmanship are the origin of his sword heart, which can only be inherited by the master-student bond. Now ——

The tyranny in Yan Jin's heart is about to solidify, how could he!How dare he!

The Sheng Ting Juan beside him was taken out and he held it tightly in his hand. Looking at the sword cultivator on the opposite side full of fighting spirit, he suddenly lost his usual calmness and self-control, and his rationality was replaced by anger.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken!

At this moment, Yan Lin held his hand tightly, preventing him from making any movements.

The pain came and went quickly, as if it was just a few moments, the black hair on his temples was soaked with thin sweat, the slender eyelashes were slightly drawn to cover the dark light in his eyes, and there was a clearness in his dantian. The aura breeds.

Yan Jin looked back at him nervously, but he just raised his head and smiled helplessly, exhaled deeply, left his arms, and walked a few steps forward.

Looking at his bleak smile, Yan Jin suddenly felt a little uneasy, and was stunned for a while, the hand beside her opened, trying to grab something.

Yan Lin pursed her lips tightly.

To fight against someone in the Tribulation Period is to seek death. He finally survived, how could he die so easily?

The master-student contract, as the recipient, how could he break free, since the deal is done, let's wait and see, there is still a long way to go, he must 'fulfill his duty' and let him take a good look!

Since you provoked me, don't blame me for being rude!

Shi Yuan watched the young man walking towards him, his expression moved slightly, and the hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously. The young man never said a few words to him from the beginning to the end.

Looking at the person standing opposite with a sword, his dark eyes darkened, and no emotion could be seen on his calm face, but his voice was low: "Since senior wants to accept Qinghe as his apprentice, Qinghe agreed."

He said in a low tone: "Brother did not intend to offend, please forgive me..."