Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

After Chu Huan walked away, Xiaotong stood on the ground and scratched his head with a somewhat tangled expression.

Brother Changzhuo should be still near the attic right now, if he doesn't go directly to inform, it will save him some time, and the distance is not far.

After making the decision, Xiao Tong put away the entanglement on his face, turned around and strode back towards the way he came.

Chu Huan, who left on the other side, had already arrived at the spiritual spring of His Royal Highness.

There are some jade vases on the jade platform on the side of Lingquan, and there is a slight chill in the surrounding area reflected in the light blue spring.Although Chu Huan came here in the past just to reconcile the breath in his body, it is also a good place for recuperation.

Chu Huan turned around and pushed the hidden gate to drop the stone gate behind him, and then laid a barrier around it.

After doing all this, he took off the slightly cumbersome clothes on his body, stepped into the rippled spiritual spring, and the chill suddenly poured in from the outside.

Chu Huanfu raised his hand indifferently and took off the hair crown and put it on the side. Then his black hair fell down, and his cold face was softened a bit.

After that, he unloaded his strength and leaned on one side, closed his eyes slightly and sank, leaving only a faint black shadow looming in the water.

Everything around seemed to have quieted down, and Lingquan became more and more peaceful...

After a long time, the calm surface of the water began to ripple again. Before Chu Huan came out, he raised his hand from the water and threw out the spirit concealment ring he was wearing at random. drops of water.

The thrown black jade ring landed on the jade platform on one side, making a crisp sound.

Following this voice, the peace in the Lingquan was instantly broken, and the spiritual power that was still a little peaceful just now became mixed due to Chu Huan's guidance, and the Lingquan also vibrated.

Enough self-cultivation, it is time to continue to coordinate the spiritual power in the body.

Chu Huan tried his best to lean against the wall of the spring to endure the pain caused by the rejection of spiritual power in the sea of ​​knowledge. Unsurprisingly, some magic lines climbed up on his body, and some veins burst out on his forehead.

It took a while to see the seals formed in his hands, and several strands of spiritual power split out from his fingertips and penetrated into his body in several places.

The aura in his body is approaching its peak. If he continues to suppress his cultivation and delay the crossing of the catastrophe for a few days, what will happen if it is not kept in order? Now, try to reconcile the spiritual power in his body a little while he has not crossed the catastrophe. Best policy.

At the same time, the little boy who went back to give Xiao Zhuo a message returned to the vicinity of the attic, looked around for a while and saw Xiao Zhuo's back from a distance, as if he was about to leave.

Seeing this, the little boy quickly trotted over.

"Brother Chang Zhuo!"

"Huh?" Xiao Zhuo turned around and glanced at him after hearing the voice and asked, "Why are you back?"

"I saw Elder Xiu Chen just now."

Xiao Tong calmed down and was cut off by Xiao Zhuo before he finished speaking.

"Where did you see it?"

The little boy paused for a moment, looked at Xiao Zhuo's vaguely expectant expression, and said awkwardly: "It's not far away, but the elder said he's busy right now, so he doesn't see anyone."

"Busy..." Hearing these words, Xiao Zhuo subconsciously thought that Master didn't want to see him.

But then he thought about the matter in Houshan again, managed to calm down some of the lost emotions just now, nodded and said: "Yes, I see."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and after a little distance away, the disappointment on his face was revealed again.

Since the master is busy with something right now, there is nothing he can do even if he wants to find it.

The peaks of Tian Yanzong are not close to each other. There are no people in Linghua Peak, and even the surrounding area is much quieter than other peaks.

Xiao Zhuo, who was walking casually in the shade of the trees, played with a wisp of faint blue soul fire at his fingertips, the soul fire exuding a slight chill danced obediently at his fingertips, Xiao Zhuo had already refined it Handy.

The mountain forest he walked could lead all the way to the main peak. Because it was very hidden, there were no disciples on the way.

After a while, some conversations could be heard faintly in the distance.

Xiao Zhuo had no intention of eavesdropping on other people's privacy, so he planned to go around them and change direction, but then he paused.

Among the two chatting not far away, one was wearing a red dress, Chang Le was the only one in the Tianyan Sect who liked to wear a red dress every day, Xiao Zhuo's eyes fell on her curiously, and he took a closer look, It is determined.

The woman in red was Changle, but to Xiao Zhuo's surprise, the other person was Wang Shao. Wang Shao, who always liked to take his servants with him, had no one by his side this time, and the faint conversation between the two passed it on.

"Senior sister, do you know what Master means by making people guard against the back mountain this time?" Wang Shao asked.

"I heard that something happened to the thing sealed in the back mountain." Chang Le lowered his eyes and caressed the long sword in his hand.

This place has always been quiet, Changle sometimes likes to come here to practice sword.

"It turned out to be like this." Wang Shao suddenly realized.

"If you have all this time, why don't you go and practice your messy swordsmanship." Chang Le turned the sword in his hand, making the hilt lightly tap Wang Shao's forehead, pretending to reprimand.

Xiao Zhuo became interested when he heard the conversation between the two, Wang Shao liked to show courteousness to Senior Sister Changle earlier, but now he is relying on Senior Sister alone, I don't know what the purpose is...

"The swordsmanship that senior sister taught me last time has already been practiced, why don't senior sister check and check it?" Wang Shao said with a smile, putting the folding fan in his hand behind his back.

"Have you practiced well?" Chang Le asked suspiciously after hearing this: "Practice it, let me see."

It's not that she doesn't believe it, but that Wang Shao's talent in sword practice is really not high, and even the chassis is not stable enough.

"Then I will start!" Wang Shao said with a movement of his feet, pulling out the sword behind him and dancing.

"Ah."

After the sword stopped for a while, Chang Le stood aside and smiled helplessly because of Wang Shao's still weak sword intent, and said: "I still need more practice, but I have made some progress."

Then the two discussed some sword techniques, Xiao Zhuo listened a few times, turned and left feeling bored.

Subsequent conversations were not heard.

After Wang Shao finished talking about the back sword technique, the topic somehow turned to the back mountain seal that he just mentioned.

"In other words, yesterday I went to look for Master but couldn't find him, it's because he went to the back mountain."

"Maybe that's the case." Chang Le nodded and said: "Master Uncle Xiuchen returned to the sect yesterday, maybe he went to look for his uncle."

"Uncle Master is back? That Changzhuo..."

"Naturally, we came back together." Chang Le said and put the sword back in his hand, turned and left, "You have to practice hard."

It was a very normal sentence, but Wang Shao felt a little dissatisfied when he followed Chang Zhuo and said it.

Senior sister, are you saying that he is not as good as Xiao Zhuo...?

Thinking this way in Wang Shao's mind, he frowned slightly and looked at the back of Chang Le's departure, his eyes were covered with a layer of haze.

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The next day, the enchantment set up next to the main hall was untied. Chu Huan stayed in the Lingquan for a full day before coming out. The thin sweat on his forehead and slightly pale lips made him look He was very weak, and he was only wearing an inner coat, and a coat was draped over it, which was not even tied up.

After Chu Huan came out of the Lingquan, he sat on a stone bench beside him and rested for a while before he recovered.

He was too eager just now, and the spiritual power in his body almost seriously injured Consciousness Sea, but because of these, his chaotic spiritual power was much calmer now.

About to leave Tian Yanzong tomorrow at the latest.

Naturally, it is impossible to cross the catastrophe here. Although the thunder catastrophe among monks is similar, if something goes wrong when crossing the catastrophe, the identity will be exposed if it is not guaranteed.

Chu Huan naturally wouldn't take this as a gamble.

After a while, after Chu Huan meditated on the spot for a while, he lifted his foot and walked out from the stone gate.

Going out here is his bedroom, so Chu Huan didn't do anything to take care of it, and just walked out with his clothes on.

However, not long after Chu Huan came out, there were a few light knocks on the closed window.

Chu Huan glanced at the place where the sound came from, brushed the hair hanging in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the closed window opened.

"Chirp!"

As the window was opened, there was a scream from outside. From Chu Huan's angle, it seemed that a yellow figure was photographed the moment the window opened.

After a while, I saw a wobbly little squirrel crawling in with difficulty stretching its wings, standing behind the window sill, and pounced towards Chu Huan with its small claws.

"Choo Choo Choo..."

Chu Huan raised his hand and pushed away the excited little squirrel, sat on the carved wooden chair beside him and asked, "What's the matter?"

After being pushed away, the little squirrel let out a sad cry, and when it heard Chu Huan's words, it immediately stood up straight, puffed up its small furry chest, stood on the table in front of Chu Huan, and let out a lethargic sound.

Seeing Chu Huan's eyes fall on it, he lowered his head and pecked out a thin piece of paper from the space inside his body with his slightly immature beak, and then the paper turned into a ray of light blue light At one o'clock, Xuan Hong's voice sounded.

"Something happened in the back mountain, come quickly."

After hearing this, Chu Huan frowned slightly with his brows that were still soothing just now.

If there is no accident, the head of the sect should have arranged for his disciples to inspect the back mountain in the past two days.

After hearing Xuan Hong's words from one side, the little oriole tilted its head, walked up to Chu Huan, and patted his hand on the table with its wings.

Its spiritual intelligence is not low, so it can naturally see that Chu Huan is in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Chu Huan lowered his eyes and nodded the little oriole's head with his fingertips, then stood up, changed his clothes, combed briefly, and went out.

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