Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Shen Tangli was taken aback by his sudden face change, and smiled in his heart, but pretended to be trying to remember.

"My lord Xianzun, I really can't remember what that man looked like. I only have an impression of his eyes." There is a second man born with blue pupils, if we meet again next time, Lord Xianzun will definitely recognize him."

"Is there anything wrong with that person's dress, manner, and speech?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. The accent sounds like a native of the Eastern Region. There are some subtle differences. It looks really..." Shen Tangli thought it over carefully, but couldn't think of any suitable words, so he could only say, "It's really beautiful. .”

Jing Fan glanced at him, and asked in a cold voice, "Why, you only remember these useless information?"

Shen Tangli waved his hand and couldn't help laughing: "If the complexion is too strong, it has to be said to be a characteristic. When Master Xianzun meets with you, you will know whether what I said is useless."

If he continued to ask, there should be no other information, so Jing Fan didn't delay, but said: "Let's put this person aside for a while, and we will check Jiang Shuwan's tone tomorrow. If there is any new news, please send a letter at any time."

It was just a quick glance that day, Jiang Shuwan was still in a coma at that time, Shen Tangli raised his eyebrows, hesitantly tried to defend himself, but he stopped.

Forget it, since Lord Xianzun wants to know, he has to work hard to ask.Speaking of which, the man is indeed suspicious, if you continue to investigate seriously, you might get some unexpected gains.

After instructing these few things, Jing Fan's tense jawline finally relaxed a bit, and his brows were no longer as cold as they were when he came.

"I heard that you personally planted a piece of gentleman bamboo in the back mountain of Luoqi, is there such a thing?"

Shen Tangli hesitated to speak, so he could only say in amazement: "There is indeed such a thing."

But the topic changed so quickly, why did you suddenly talk about bamboo?

Jing Fan nodded, and continued to interrogate: "How is the growth and color of that piece of gentleman bamboo?"

Shen Tangli suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, it seemed that his little garden was going to be lost.

"The Immortal Venerable doesn't know that this bamboo is already growing vigorously. Once the rainy season is over, the whole bamboo forest will be tall and straight, and the quality will be even more unquestionable." Even though he knew that Jing Fan's visitor was not kind, Shen Tangli couldn't help but put his own bamboo. I praised it.

In that small garden, the disciples on the mountain never dared to disturb it. Everyone in it is a treasure that I have taken care of. What can I do?Naturally it is excellent!

Jing Fan looked at Shen Tangli's expression in an unclear manner, and said leisurely: "I owe you a favor this time, please trouble Xianzong to pick a good gentleman bamboo after returning to the central region, and summon the immortal envoy to send it to you. Qingwu Mountain Jade Market Hall."

Sure enough, he was going to grab bamboo.

Shen Tang's heart was cut like a knife, and he still said with a smile on his face: "It's just a gentleman's bamboo, the immortal don't need to be so polite."

But there are also many bamboo forests in Qingwu Mountain Star Building, why Jing Fan insisted on taking the treasure in his heart?

It's a pity that the man opposite couldn't hear a word of these complaints.

"If there is nothing else important, you and I will leave here."

Shen Tangli did not doubt that he was there, nodded his head, and something flashed in his mind, so he quickly asked: "If Master Xianzun returns directly to pick up Shuhua, what will be done with the Gu worms in his body?"

"Right now, Fu Yu should have entered the Southern Territory. If the Immortal Venerable goes to meet him, I'm afraid that something will change. Whether the Southern Territory is an enemy or a friend is unknown, and I hope that the Immortal Venerable will be careful."

Jing Fan glanced at him lightly: "Don't worry about this matter, I won't go to Fu Lie."

Won't you go to Fu Wei?

Unexpectedly, Jing Fan didn't intend to find an antidote for his apprentice, Shen Tangli was stunned for a moment, and blurted out in a light tone: "In that case, I can rest assured that Tangli is here to send the immortal respectfully."

"En." Jing Fan replied coldly, seeing Shen Tangli's erratic gaze in his eyes.

He seemed to be able to see through the other party's thoughts, and before leaving, he turned his head and said: "The Gu poison on Xiaohua's body is not only curable by antidote, I have my own way, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

Shen Tangli came back to his senses, smiled wryly and said yes, then looked at Jing Fan and left down the mountain.

This kind of problem of worrying about others can never be changed. It probably started when he sat on the position of the Immortal Sect of the Five Realms. There is no way to do it.

There was a hint of helplessness on Shen Tangli's face, and when he turned around, he returned to his usual spring-like expression, and walked into the hall alone.

Right now is not the time to care about these trivial matters, for now it is still important to deal with the business.

If the guess is correct, there may be a tough battle between the Five Realms and the three factions of the Demon Realm.

The sound of the wind blew the carved window paper in the temple, and the thin leaves in front of the courtyard rolled up the fine sand and swirled in the low air. Only the watering teapot was placed in front of the green potted plants. drying.

In the next few days and nights, it rained heavily, black clouds covered the stars and the moon, and the temperature suddenly fell to a low point.

In the evening, the sound of rain ticking under the eaves woke Yun Shuhua from his nightmare.

He opened his heavy eyes and sat up from the bed holding the brocade quilt.

The furnishings in front of me are quite familiar, the couch carved with red sandalwood, the aloes book case placed under the small sliding window, and the round table facing the hall in the back room.

Isn't this your own room?Could it be that he has returned to Xingzhu?

Yun Shuhua looked around blankly, making sure that the tables and chairs here were all arranged according to his own preferences, and his heart settled down.

Great, finally out of that damn place.

But... Could this be his illusion, or is it still in a dream?

Yun Shuhua lifted the quilt and stepped on his boots, only to find that his whole body felt refreshed, as if he had already bathed, and he had also changed into new pajamas.

He took down a crane cloak from the screen, pushed open the door, the cold wind turned into sharp knives and cut straight at his face.

Yun Shuhua covered his cold face, his heart beating wildly.

This is indeed the climate that should be expected in February in the north, and it is true in the Eastern Region.

Thinking of this, he recited the formula silently in his mouth, the warm white light lingered around his fingertips, and there was abundant magic power in his dantian, the heartburning feeling before disappeared, and his body was several times better than before.

Are the Gu worms gone?

Yun Shuhua was slightly suspicious, and tightened the neckline of the crane cloak, and he had already stepped out consciously.

In the dark night, the shark gauze in front of the pavilion fluttered with the wind, covering the mirror lake indistinctly. Only a few white lotuses glowing with silver light were silently tempting him.

Yun Shuhua turned half a circle, stopped in front of the lotus, and the thoughts in his mind flew thousands of miles away.

I don't know how Jiang Shuwan is now, what is the state of Xuanling Mountain... and Master.

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes, and whispered: "I don't want to think about him, if I trust others again in the future... I will just—"

What is he?He was a fool.

There was silence everywhere, and Yun Shuhua stood silently in front of the lotus pond for a long time, looking at a budding flower in the pond, Yun Shuhua made a secret decision in his heart.

The trust between him and Jing Fan stopped here, and there would be no further step forward.

What happened this time also reminded Yun Shuhua that when you meet people, it's safe to say something and hide your thoughts.

I thought I would never become like Fu Yi, but in the end it was not the same. This world doesn't need anyone to entrust their sincerity.

Yun Shuhua flicked his warm sleeves, sighed, turned and walked into the house.

Just at this moment, a few zither sounds came from the small pavilion, accompanied by the fragrance of lotus, blowing into the young man's ears.

Yun Shuhua doesn't know string music, but somehow feels the sadness and sadness in the sound of the piano, which makes people feel lonely.

He took a few steps there and saw the hazy figure in the red-striped lotus robe sitting quietly in the pavilion, he understood it, and then a trace of unspeakable strangeness rose in his heart.

The master actually knows how to play the piano.

And it's really weird to be able to play such a lingering and sad song.

Yun Shuhua was curious, and began to eavesdrop through several layers of veils far away. When the sound of the piano faded away, he tried to figure out the hidden thoughts in it, and then bowed to Jing Fan's figure. .

I don't know anything about rhythm and musical instruments. After listening to it for so long, I had to do a standard disciple ceremony as a reward.

After the prayer was over, Yun Shuhua stretched, turned around and left without looking back.

The weakened piano music stopped abruptly, and there was another sharp "buzz", and the sound of strings snapping suddenly appeared.

"Xiaohua turned a blind eye, and didn't want to go up to say hello to me as a teacher?"

When the familiar voice sounded, Yun Shuhua couldn't help frowning.

Jing Fan's expressionless words always carried an invisible deterrent, which made people unable to surrender. Even though he thought about it thousands of times, he still didn't understand why someone's simple words can make people frightened trembling.

Just like now, Yun Shuhua didn't dare to ignore Jing Fan like this.

He turned around, stepped forward calmly, bowed again to the figure behind the weaving gauze, and said in a loud voice: "I pay homage to the master. I went out for a walk tonight, but I didn't notice the master playing the piano here, so I'm sorry to disturb the master." Because of the noble spirit of the Master, I had to salute from a distance, and hoped that Master would forgive me."

"It's okay, this is not a serious crime," Jing Fan's voice sounded a bit vague, "Xiaohua, come to my teacher."

Yun Shuhua's slender willow eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Fortunately, there is no moon tonight, Jing Fan may not be able to see the entanglement on his face.

"Master... the apprentice is still sick, it is really not suitable to meet with the master."

Before this sentence was finished, Jing Fan stood up from the small pavilion, opened the veil and walked down step by step.

Yun Shuhua immediately lowered his head, didn't say a word, but shrank back.

"How much has your injury healed?"

Jing Fan looked at the hair twirling on the top of the young man's head, and for some reason felt agitated in his heart. He pinched Yun Shuhua's jaw with his slender fingertips, and just looked at it carefully.

"It's mostly healed," Yun Shuhua blinked his clear eyes, and said, "Master, don't worry about it anymore. In two days, I will be able to discuss and cultivate with you as before."

Jing Fan looked at him meaningfully in the dark night, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Hua is still angry with me."

This is an affirmation.

Yun Shuhua replied firmly: "No, my disciple is not angry. Master taught me a lesson, but it's too late to be grateful. How can I be angry with you?"

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes elsewhere uncomfortably, and pretended to cough a few times: "Besides, this disciple was dazzled by the poison that day, so he said such nonsense about the severance of the master-student relationship. Forgive me, I won’t be so arbitrary in the future.”

After Jing Fan listened, he didn't answer for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Shuhua heard the grin in his throat, and just as he was curious, Jing Fan opened his mouth.

"Xiaohua is really smart by learning and using it flexibly."

Yun Shuhua's clumsy acting skills were seen through, but he still said calmly: "As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, today you can't fool the master, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, as long as you practice hard, one day you will succeed."

"Well, that's a good point," Jing Fan followed his words, "However, you're still angry with me."

Yun Shuhua stopped talking, and closed his eyes in a daze.

He was indeed angry, it was inevitable, after all, in the past six months, he had devoted [-]% of his sincerity to Jing Fan.

"Now I'm ignoring people again." Jing Fan's staring eyes were half-closed, "I saved your life as a teacher, and this is how you treat your life-saving benefactor?"

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes, and moved his gaze down to his heart: "Help me... Could it be that the Gu poison in the disciple's body was released by Master?"

"Of course," Jing Fan said, "I worked so hard to find the antidote for my teacher, and this saved Xiaohua's life. Now that Xiaohua is fine, should we talk about thanking him?"

After a long time, Yun Shuhua suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "If it weren't for the help of the master, the disciple's life would have been lost. If one day the master can use the disciple, you can just say it."

This was a heartfelt thank you, but Jing Fan was not satisfied with it.

He stepped forward to help Yun Shuhua up from the ground, touched the flower petals on the forehead of the young man with his warm fingertips, and said: "The original intention of taking you as a disciple was not to ask you to do things for me. Sincerity is the most important thing in this world." It’s rare, if you exchange your sincerity, it will be the best gift.”

Yun Shuhua's eyes darkened slightly, and his expression changed: "I knew it... You are still playing tricks on me."

"No, Xiaohua, you are wrong."

Jing Fan withdrew his hand, and ripples appeared in the cold pool in his starry eyes: "This is a fair exchange of barter. Exchange my sincerity for yours. This is not a loss-making transaction."

"Whether it is a loss or not is up to the master, and I am not qualified to make a decision."

Yun Shuhua tightly clenched the hands hanging on the side of his clothes, his heart was ups and downs, but he didn't know why Jing Fan said this, nor what he was planning.

What is this, taking advantage of him again when he was hesitating?

"Tonight is the only chance to really open up with you, and I will not hide anything from you," Jing Fan said, "You and I have known each other for half a year, Xiaohua should know something about my past."

"Because of past experience, I have many flaws in me."

"No, this can't be counted as a defect," Yun Shuhua interrupted with a strong disapproval in his eyes, "Those experiences are not something that Master can choose, and Master's current character is the best character. , is also the most suitable character for the Eastern Territory Lord."

Suspicious and unfeeling, and sitting on top of Jiuzhong, Jing Fan is definitely a very good master in the world.

"Xiaohua is right, being in a high position in the five domains, such a defect will bring me a lot of convenience," Jing Fan closed his eyes and said, "However, since I took over the Jade Market Hall, I have never had a friend." .”

"Sometimes I'm afraid of losing, sometimes I'm afraid of abandonment, and sometimes I'm afraid of betrayal."

These three are things that Jing Fan has experienced every moment in his past life, and they are also the root causes that prevent him from accepting others.

"Because of the extremely low tolerance for loss, sometimes I can't control my desire to control certain people or certain things," Jing Fan said with a gloomy expression, "I'm sorry, it shouldn't be like this, but I do in this way."

Yun Shuhua stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say, he knew that this was a confession made by Jing Fan after careful consideration, but he didn't want him to dismantle himself so thoroughly.

"Xiaohua is a child who grew up in peace and happiness. Sometimes it is difficult for me to understand how hard it is for me to bear the pain of loss," Jing Fan said slowly, "so I am always probing, calculating, and confirming the pain repeatedly. Is it mine or not?"

"..." Yun Shuhua was surprised, "But, that's not right, such an outstanding person, Master, is now worried about gains and losses?"

Jing Fan pondered for a long time: "Suspicious and sensitive is my nature, it makes me unable to trust anyone."

Yun Shuhua was speechless for a while.

He admitted that for a moment he wanted to tell Jing Fan that he did not pose any threat to him and that he could completely trust him.

He also knew that saying this sentence meant that he and Jing Fan could never betray each other and lose each other.

But... didn't I also have reservations about him?He really couldn't keep such a promise.

For the first time in his life, Yun Shuhua felt that it was so difficult to find a trustworthy person.

"That day in Shuowang, I couldn't explain to you well, and now I will tell you all my embarrassing temperaments," Jing Fanyu said earnestly, "I am willing to try to trust you, and please trust me, those I will correct my shortcomings gradually.”

His words were soft but powerful, and each word hit Yun Shuhua's nerves.

The fragrance of the lotus flower soaked into the evening wind, blowing the loose black hair of the two of them, and they were entangled and flying in the void.

"……it is good."

Yun Shuhua nodded: "I am willing to believe what Master said, but there is one thing that needs to be explained in advance."

Jing Fan looked at him quietly: "Say it."

"Master is a trustworthy person, but he can't easily accept other people's entrustment. It is because of this that Master feels that he is alone. If possible... Maybe you can try to accept people on Qingwu Mountain, or It's Shen Xianzong," Yun Shuhua said seriously, "If you are tired by yourself, you might as well ask everyone to share some for you. Sometimes, traveling with friends will make you feel better. I don't know what Master thinks?"

Jing Fan thought for a moment, then said softly, "Since I promised you to give it a try, I can't go back on my word."

"The disciple will make an agreement with the master," Yun Shuhua lowered his head, "If the master wants to know the disciple's mind in the future, as long as you ask, I will definitely answer, and there is no need to try again."

"What Xiaohua said is very true," Jing Fan stepped forward at least Nian years ago, leaned down to observe his expression, and asked a question, "Do you still have something to hide about being a teacher?"

"...I," Yun Shuhua was afraid that he would find out that he was guilty, said, "I still remember the oath I made in the Junchen Palace on the day I entered the master's school, and I will never break it in this life, so the master should be at ease."

Jing Fan straightened his back and looked away, wondering what he was thinking.

Only then did Yun Shuhua breathe a sigh of relief.

"I just remembered that there is one thing that I haven't handed over to Xiao Hua."

Jing Fan slightly raised his hand, several streaks of light wrapped around his wrist, and outlined a slender shadow on his palm.

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes wide and looked at it intently. After a long while, he said, "This...isn't this my bow?"

No, this is not his bow, the horizontal bow he bought randomly on the street is not as good-looking as the one in Jing Fan's hand.

The ink-colored longbow made of bamboo knots appeared in front of the two of them with a delicate and soft light. The handle of the bow was wrapped with red silk thread. The bow string was tight and powerful, and the lines were smooth and beautiful. The one seen in the main hall is even more beautiful.

"I saw you conjuring a bow in the synodic illusion before, but unfortunately, your bow was already damaged when you left the country." Jing Fan handed the bow and arrow to Yun Shuhua, "This is a gift from me, and now it is Yours."

"Is this made by Master himself?" Yun Shuhua took it over in surprise, with a flattered expression on his face, he carefully looked at the horizontal bow from the inside to the outside, and asked, "Master... ...The quality of this bow should be high-quality, could it be that it is made of bamboo from the Xingzhu Bamboo Forest?"

Jing Fan had a calm expression on his face: "If Xiaohua doesn't like a gentleman's bamboo that I took at random, I'll give you a better one someday."

"It's already very beautiful." Yun Shuhua was a little embarrassed, "Then Master doesn't plan to continue teaching me how to practice swords in the future?"

Although his swordsmanship is indeed not very impressive, he has improved a lot under Jing Fan's teaching.

"This matter is for Xiaohua to decide," Jing Fan said, "The weapon in your hand is just a medium to transmit the formula. Whether it is a bow or a sword, if you persist for a long time, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

"Thank you, Master." Yun Shuhua hugged it in his arms, and asked again, "Then what is its name? Has Master ever given it a name?"

Jing Fan glanced at him inexplicably: "It was just made a few days ago, and it hasn't been named yet. Xiaohua has to decide the name of this bow by himself."

"Then call it Reaching for the Stars."

Yun Shuhua put the bow across his chest, pointed it at the sky and pulled it hard, thinking in his heart that this bow is really satisfactory.

"Zhaixing...is a good name." Jing Fan's eyes showed a faint smile.

Yun Shuhua fell into the joy of getting a new baby, and Fang Jingfan spoke again.

"In the past few days, Xiaohua has taken a good rest on Qingwu Mountain, and soon it will be the day of the big competitions in various regions. At that time, as a teacher, I can't accompany you to the meeting. You need to be careful in everything."

"Great competition in various domains?" Yun Shuhua raised his eyebrows, "I heard Shen Xianzong talk about it when I climbed Luoqi Mountain last year, but the competition between disciples in various domains?"

"That's right," Jing Fan mused, "In previous years, the Eastern Region was not on the list of competitions. Qingwu Mountain did not accept disciples before."

"Tu'er is now the closed disciple of Qingwu Mountain, do you want to go to compete with the nephews from the other four regions?"

Speaking of this, Yun Shuhua felt a dull pain in his temple, and he had just entered this path for half a year, how could he compete with those seniors who had been immersed for a long time?

What's more, the other masters of the four regions are prosperous, and most of them are outstanding disciples who go to the meeting. Qingwushan can only send himself to the competition. Plus the face of the master.

Thinking of this, Yun Shuhua closed his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache.

"Don't be too nervous. You don't have to end up in this big competition in various fields. As a teacher, you need to do another more important thing." Jing Fan planned his meditation.

"Another more important thing?"

"This time, the Master is not present in the five domain competition. Xiaohua just needs to sit in the position of the Master and pay attention to the movements on the field. If there is any change, please contact me immediately."

"Pay attention to the movement... that's all?"

"This is not easy for you. The competition field is changing rapidly and dangers are everywhere, and anything can happen," Jing Fan closed his eyes and said, "Besides, there are traitors in the five domains. It is a hundred times more dangerous than in the synodic illusion."

"There are traitors in the Five Regions, what Master said is true?" Yun Shuhua stared slightly, "Where do you know this news?"

"Currently, we can't be sure. It's just a simple speculation. You and I will know if there is a traitor." Jing Fanyun said lightly.

Seeing his confident appearance, Yun Shuhua's heart seemed to be less nervous. He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Then, as the master said, if there is a traitor in the five domains, it will be a challenge for each domain competition." Great timing."

"If the master has already made a plan, he will act directly according to the plan. At that time, the apprentice will be with Luoqi Jiang Shuwan in the central region, and there should be no fear of his life."

"Jiang Shuwan..." Jing Fan repeated the name, "This person grew up with you, didn't he?"

Yun Shuhua's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of Jiang Shuwan's real identity, which probably few people in the world know.

At present, Jing Fan may just think that the two of them have some friendship as childhood playmates, and has not really suspected Jiang Shuwan. If he continues to investigate, he will probably discover Shuwan's secret.

"It is true that Shu Wan has known me since childhood. He was born in the Jiang family in the southern region, and he is the ninth child in the Jiang family." Yun Shuhua forced himself to be calm, "Why did Master suddenly ask about Shu Wan?"

"It's nothing," Jing Fan said intently, "I suddenly remembered that Shen Xianzong once said that he is quite talented in cultivation, and that he is also the best in cultivation among his peers. I am a little curious about being a teacher. He was born in Jiang's family in the Southern Region, and where did he come from?" The rich mana that came?"

This question stumped Yun Shuhua.

It can't be said that Jiang Shuwan learned all of his exercises from Fu Yi, right?

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