Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

Thinking of this, Chu Huan suddenly felt a little complicated.

In Chu Huan's view, Chang Lehui fell in love with Xiao Zhuo, the so-called son of the Dao of Heaven, because she, as the daughter of the head of the sect, had too close contacts with Xiao Zhuo's master.

As for Xiao Zhuo, he is a ruthless person. According to the book, he has never had any real affection for anyone.

If Chang Le still had his heart attached to him, it was just the result of heartbreak in the end.

It is better for Xiao Zhuo and Changle to have less contact in this life.

……

After a while, there were some ripples at the entrance formation of Tian Yanzong, and then two people walked in from it, and a door at the formation gradually disappeared after they left.

The formation method of Tianyanzong has been in existence for 500 years.

This formation is not only solidly shielded, but also can detect people's aura. If there is any abnormality, it will be displayed in the Hall of Soul Consciousness immediately. Of course, disciples will also appear in it when they return from going out on weekdays.

In the Hall of Soul Consciousness in the distance, the head of the sect, Xiu Shan, was sitting on a wooden chair beside him, drinking a cup of spiritual tea, resting leisurely.

When he picked up the teapot and poured tea for himself, he casually glanced at the lake-blue pool beside him, and then the movements in his hands stopped abruptly.

Isn't his brother in retreat?

What was the aura of entering the sect just now? ?

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On the other side, Chu Huan, who had just walked out of the sect formation, was feeling extremely nervous for the first time in his heart.

He never thought that he could come back with the same identity after being enchanted.

And this identity is not real yet.

Chang Le, who was walking side by side, felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the habitually stiff face of the person beside him.

She didn't know what had happened to the little uncle during the past ten years of retreat, but she could clearly feel that the little uncle had lost a lot of his smiles, and he looked completely lonely.

Chang Le was thinking of ways to tease him in her heart, suddenly she had an idea and changed the topic.

She walked up to Chu Huan, stood on tiptoe and said mysteriously: "Little uncle, let me tell you that when you first retreated that year, my uncle kept a straight face every day and read more words than me. you."

As if she didn't think it was specific enough, she imitated a real Xuanhong with deep eyes on the spot for Chu Huan, but she was somewhat similar.

"naughty."

Chu Huan glanced at the funny woman in front of him, and his tense emotions eased a lot.

......

It was very quiet on Taixuan Peak, and because of Xuanhong's joy in tranquility, other disciples on the entire mountain had developed the habit of light hands and feet when doing things.

After a long time, two people came from a distance, the red clothes were in front, and the white clothes were behind. It was very beautiful just from the picture.

The disciple in the distance came over after seeing the red dress, took a step forward and bowed slightly.

"Senior Sister Changle."

As long as it's from Hongyi, you can know who it is without careful identification.

Because Changle is the only one in the entire Tianyan Sect who likes to wear red clothes, and he will come to Taixuan Peak every now and then.

The disciple then set his eyes on the man in white behind Chang Le.

After seeing his face clearly, the disciple froze for a moment, then recovered his senses and saluted again.

"Uncle Xiu Chen."

Chu Huan nodded slightly, without stopping, and continued walking with Chang Le.

The disciple behind him murmured to himself doubtfully after the two had gone far away: "When did Master Xiuchen leave the pass? The news has not reached Taixuan Peak."

Then he scratched his head in confusion, turned and left in the opposite direction.

On the other side, Chu Huan and the others had already walked outside the Zhaoyang Hall where Master Xuanhong usually stayed.

The interior of Zhaoyang Hall still looks the same as before he left, even the gadgets he gave Xuanhong back then are still hanging in place.

A trace of nostalgia appeared in Chu Huan's eyes.

Chang Le walked to the front of the hall and turned back to Chu Huan and said in a low voice, "Uncle Master must be meditating right now."

Then she turned sideways, knocked on the door and stood quietly outside the door.

"Come in." A calm reply came from the hall.

After the two heard it, they lifted their feet across the threshold and walked in.

I saw a silver-haired old man in a white robe in the hall who was meditating in the inner room at this time. After hearing someone coming in, he didn't open his slightly closed eyes.

He just asked, "Why did you come so early this time?"

"Uncle Master, you have lied to me, and I am not allowed to come to you earlier." Chang Le walked to the side of Master Xuan Hong and said, with some feigned grievances in his tone. "Huh? Why do you say this?"

Master Xuanhong paused suddenly after he finished asking, and just now he suddenly felt a familiar aura.

Chang Le who was standing on the side was still saying: "The little uncle has been out of seclusion for a few days, I came to look for it last time, you go and lie to me that he is still in seclusion."

Master Xuanhong opened his eyes and looked up.

I saw a man in white standing in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

"...what about you?"

"Master." Chu Huan's nose suddenly felt a little sour, and now his master is still alive and standing in front of him.

"I'm out."

"When did it happen?" Master Xuanhong came back to his senses, concealed the words that he almost asked, got up and said.

"Just a few days ago."

"Okay, you kid didn't even tell me."

"Little guy, you go back first, I'll talk to your uncle about this matter." Xuan Hong turned sideways and said to Chang Le who was already familiar with the way and ran to the bird cage to tease the little sparrow in the distance.

After hearing Xuan Hong's words, Chang Le narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It turns out that you don't know, Master Uncle."

"Yes, I have never lied to you." Xuan Hong laughed.

"Then I'll go first." Chang Le and the sparrow in the cage waved their hands, walked outside the door and then turned around and said: "You are not allowed to punish the little uncle."

"Okay, okay, I won't punish him." Xuanhong said helplessly, with some doting.

After seeing Xuan Hong agreeing, Chang Le left satisfied.

In Zhaoyang Hall, only Chu Huan and Xuan Hong were left, and Xuan Hong raised his hand to lay down a barrier.

"what happened?"

While asking, she walked up to Chu Huan, raised her hand and touched his wrist.

"Is there any damage to the body?"

Looking at the worried man in front of him, Chu Huan didn't speak, but hugged the elder who treated him the best in the world.

"You kid..." Master Xuanhong raised his hand and patted him on the back, but his eyes were also a little red.

After a long while in silence, Chu Huan let go of the person in front of him.

Then Master Xuanhong pulled Chu Huan to sit in front of a table and chair beside him, and asked, "What's going on? Why is your aura so vague like before?"

Chu Huan was silent for a moment, then explained: "It's a magic weapon."

He knew that Master Xuanhong was the one who most wanted him to return to the original way of immortality.

"…I see."

After hearing Chu Huan's explanation, Master Xuanhong's expression also dropped significantly.

The two talked for a long time in Zhaoyang Hall.

It was not until late at night that Chu Huan left Taixuan Peak and returned to his own peak.

The next day, all the disciples in the Tianyan Sect knew the news of Elder Xiu Chen's exit. The reason was that someone saw the head of the sect forcefully pulling Elder Xiu Chen out of Linghua Peak, and wandered around the sect for a whole day. sky.

……

Time flew by, and a year passed quickly in the realm of comprehension.

At this time, in the outer courtyard of Xuanyuanzong not far from Tianyanzong, a man in a blue robe was leading a group of people to punch and kick a young man.

The young man lying on the ground silently covered his head while they kicked and cursed. After looking carefully, he could see that something was wrapped around the young man's mouth, which made him unable to make a sound at this time.

"Zhao Lin, is it alright? Don't get beaten to death in a while." The person standing by looked at the green-robed man and whispered.

"An outer disciple, what if he is beaten to death? I will expel him from the sect immediately after the beating is over!" The man called Zhao Lin spat on the ground mockingly.

"Xiao Zhuo, right? I want you to know who you don't even have the right to touch!" Zhao Lin stepped forward and kicked the person lying on the ground violently.

Now as long as he thinks that the woman he admires has a relationship with an outer disciple, he will not get angry.

After a long time, the one-sided beating ended.

Zhao Lin led several of his followers out of the outer courtyard, leaving Xiao Zhuo, who was covered in wounds, barely getting up, leaning against the wall behind him and sat down again.