Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Shen Zhexue withdrew from the small secret realm.

It just so happened that the morning glow was falling outside the deep rain, and the gray night was gone, and the rainwater that had accumulated all night evaporated away.

It is a rare good weather.

He hugged the fluffy quilt and sat on the bed for a while, then stretched out his hand to push aside the curtains, the bright morning light outside the window passed through the panes, jumped over the desk, and stopped in front of the wooden table.

Stretching out her arms and stretching her fingers, Shen Zhexue grabbed a handful of light, and leaned forward, without taking off her shoes, and stepped barefoot on the ground covered with blankets.

He propped up the body that had been lying on the ground for five years, and took a few steps slowly, which was truly down-to-earth.

The lush trees outside the window cast a clear shadow on the plain brocade curtain, Shen Zhexue eased off her slight dizziness, walked around a few times while leaning on the wall, moved her hands and feet, and then draped a feather blue The thin robe moved to the window sill, and pushed all the half-closed windows open.

The bird was startled, flapping its wings and flying into the blue sky.

It is late spring.

Tired of hearing that the deep rain seemed to be much drier than before, Shen Zhexue walked back and forth in the yard refreshed.

He went down the mountain road, but didn't go far, and planned to turn back the same way only halfway.

Looking from the mountainside, you can almost see the entire scenery of Taiqingzong.

The morning bell of Beishan Academy echoed, Shen Zhexue took a deep breath, and was about to take another walk, but heard a clear call from behind, "This senior brother in front, is he going up the mountain?"

Shen Zhexue turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a girl with a blue-clothed crane pattern stepping down the steps, looking at him with a smile.

She held a few five or six books with gray covers in her arms, and they were faces she had never seen before.

Shen Zhexue could perceive the girl's cultivation level by the wind. At her age, she was already an outstanding student, or she was just a disciple who was recruited after an extraordinary competition.

"Brother, are there any disciples staying behind on Shenyu today? I have come twice, but they were all in vain."

The girl climbed up the steps and walked to Shen Zhexue's side in a few steps, brisk like a blue butterfly.

She had obviously never met Shen Zhexue before, seeing his plain clothes, she actually took him as a fellow apprentice.

Although there are many rumors in the sect about the characteristics of Shen Yufeng, such as hot pot, incense, etc., and it is also rumored that this elder has a very good appearance, but there is no portrait left.

Everyone in the sect knew that the rather miraculous Elder Shen's old injury had relapsed, and he didn't know when he would be able to come out of closed-door cultivation, so the initial curiosity and enthusiasm gradually faded away.

"Oh, brother, you look really good-looking, which peak are you from?"

Shen Zhexue didn't wear the teacher's uniform long clothes, and although her white hair was eye-catching, it was not something she had never seen before.

The girl inadvertently asked, and without waiting for him to answer, she reported her family background: "I am Mr. Jiang Qianchui's new inner disciple, ranked sixteenth, so it is good for senior brother to call me Ah Heng."

Shen Zhexue smiled and said, "Are you here to return the books?"

"That's right." Ah Heng shook the thick book in his arms, "Senior brother borrowed it when I asked, so I would go to the bookstore to look it up, and sometimes the senior brother's annotations are easier to understand."

Weird blinked in embarrassment, "My master is the worst at half-knowledge, and the exam questions are still difficult, so I'm cramming."

The girl's voice was clear, like a thrush singing softly in spring, and she asked again, "Is senior brother on the peak today?"

"He has received the mission of the sect, and I am afraid he will come back in a few days."

After Shen Zhexue answered, seeing the corners of the girl's mouth drooping, with a little disappointment in her eyes, she lowered her head and said, "Okay, thank you, brother."

Immediately, he stopped and bowed his head, "Then I will come back some other day, this time the hardworking brother led the way."

Shen Zhexue watched the girl's Tsing Yi disappear at the end of the mountain road, and thought: This is not to return the book, it is clearly to borrow the book to meet the little brother whom I have a crush on.

It is true that she has reached this age... Shen Zhexue turned back, at first she was happy to tease her in her heart, but for some reason, she gradually became lonely.

He no longer had the heart to look at the mountain scenery, until the courtyard was close in front of him, and he realized that he had walked all the way in a dull manner.

……what happened.

Shen Zhexue supported a plum tree in the courtyard, a few green leaves fell off from the branches, fluttering and falling to the ground.

He pressed his chest and took a few deep breaths, and silently exclaimed: "This, is this the mood of marrying a daughter?!"

It's not surprising that Shi Yuan's appearance is attractive, if there is a suitable girl, Shi Yuan can spend the rest of his life with her, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But it was this "nothing bad", like a heavy stone, which made his chest tight and angry, making him uncomfortable for a long time.

Shen Zhexue simply moved a rocking chair to breathe in the courtyard.

The climate that is tired of listening to deep rain seems to have changed. It no longer rains all day long, but Shen Zhexue has been in the sun for more than half an hour.

Just when he was drowsy, a series of spiritual power fluctuations came from outside the spiritual screen.

He opened his eyes and went to the entrance of the spirit screen.

Three young men in green clothes stood outside, they couldn't see the scene in the courtyard, they suspected that there was no one in their hearts, so they gathered together to talk.

The tallest one, Shen Zhexue, who had taught him before, was a young man who went into the mountain with Shi Yuan. He sighed, "Oh, there is still no one. If I knew it, I would have gone to see Senior Brother Xie first."

"Brother Xie has been busy with many things recently, so it's not appropriate to bother him all the time." The young man with a flute on his waist shook his head, then turned to look at the one with the ponytail next to him, "Why don't you wait here first, I'll go see if I can find Senior Brother Xie or Senior Sister Qiao."

"Xiao Shiyi, don't be too busy, this idiot just wants to get into the deep rain." The tall young man in green clothes crossed his arms, with a look of disbelief.

"Isn't it when I heard that Fellow Daoist went on a mission again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the spring ceremony held by the emperor Jiangxi in the sect, so I came to find out the truth."

The one with the high bun is thin-skinned and can't stand being teased. After hearing this, his cheeks turn red, and his round eyes are dark and watery. He looks as cute as a small animal.

He stammered and argued: "Who are you talking about! I want to discuss with my senior brother, last time..."

"Hey, don't look at me like that, how do you deer demons know how to demonize foxes!" The tall man turned his face away.

Le Xiu of Bie Dongxiao said angrily: "What's the matter with you, so I am the only one who really wants to discuss music theory?"

The little deer suddenly looked at the tall man, who immediately waved his hands, "No, no, no, I just like to look good, like you, or like fellow Taoist, I like them all, I just appreciate them, I don't have any other ideas."

"What are you doing?" Xie Zhuchun's voice came from the mountain path.

When the three of them saw him come back, they all beamed with joy. They understood the purpose of their visit, but they heard Xie Zhuchun say: "Oh, Shi Yuan did go out, but he will be back in two days. The spring ceremony can be made in time, and there are other things ?”

The little deer demon waved his hands together, "No, no, thank you brother!"

Xie Zhuchun poked his forehead and scolded with a smile: "Why are you still stuttering? You still need to practice diligently. Most of the monsters are progressing rapidly in the early stage and the bottleneck is difficult to break in the later stage. Be more careful."

"Senior brother's lesson is that we will come to visit another day."

When the three of them walked down the mountain, Xie Zhuchun turned his head and knocked on the spirit screen, "Elder Shen, are you awake?"

Shen Zhexue opened the way for him to come in, and asked curiously: "You lost your pass order?"

Before Xie Zhuchun was an attendant on the peak, Shen Zhexue naturally gave him permission to come in and out conveniently, but now he would politely knock on the door, it's really not his style.

"Also, that precious apprentice of yours didn't do it." Xie Zhuchun sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and filled the water with a water bottle.

"Who else can open the spirit screen of the deep rain? Even if Elder Yan wants to come up, he has to rush over to watch, for fear that you will be eaten."

Shen Zhexue sat up straight, the rocking chair swayed intermittently, "Elder Yan still came?"

"Come on, I've been here three times, but I didn't say anything, and even pointed out Shi Yuan's tricks." Mei Feng raised his eyebrows, "How is it, seeing how your apprentice attracts people's attention?"

"I know Mu Shaoai." Shen Zhexue thought for a while, then leaned forward slightly, "I haven't been here for five years, but Shi Yuan has a sweetheart?"

Xie Zhuchun suddenly stopped pouring water, and said slowly: "Then Elder Shen has to ask the right person, if Shi Yuan has a sweetheart..."

Fallen leaves fluttered, Shen Zhexue held her breath.

"This sweetheart..."

The bluestone slab touched the fallen branches and leaves lightly.

"That's a long story..."

Xie Zhuchun turned the teacup left and right in his hand: "This sweetheart..."

He raised his arm to take a sip, but as soon as he touched the glass, his lips stuck to the wall of the glass.

"Huh huh?!" The tea turned into lumps of ice, Xie Zhuchun stared at Shen Zhexue with rounded eyes.

Shen Zhexue walked to the stone table and poured herself a cup, then said with a smile, "You don't have to say anything if you don't want to."

Xie Zhuchun: "..."

With a snap of the fingers, the icicle disappeared.

Xie Zhuchun touched his lips, and said quickly: "Although your apprentice is popular, I haven't seen anyone he promised to!"

Shen Zhexue drank the tea in one gulp, and let out a heavy breath when she put it down.

When he opened his mouth again, he said something else, "I heard they said that the emperor will come to hold the spring ceremony?"

"Exactly. They have sealed the sect for five years, and all kinds of fortune-telling and blessing activities were not held inside the sect, but were held outside by the two spirit kings in turn. It stands to reason that this Taiqing sect's grand ceremony is different from their grand opening ceremony. It’s so close, it’s not really necessary, but those people are irreversible for a moment, so they still open here.”

Shen Zhexue nodded, "Mr. Jing will still preside over the grand ceremony in their sect?"

"It's still him, Jun Rujing happened to leave the customs the day before yesterday."

Shen Zhexue then discussed with Xie Zhuchun about the fact that Shui Qingqian noticed something strange, Xie Zhuchun knew about this situation, and said: "I was going to sneak to the emperor to come and have a look, but Jun Rujing's ability is beyond me. I’ve seen it, it’s really amazing, I don’t dare to go there rashly, let’s make a long-term plan first.”

The two of them discussed it for a while, and Xie Zhuchun left.

Shen Zhexue sat in the courtyard for a while, seeing that the sun was noon, and after a hasty meal, she casually rolled up a book and leaned against the bedside to read carefully.

It was written about mountain monsters, and it was mostly romantic talk. He read half of it and abandoned it, turned over and rolled into the depths of the bed.

Pulling a thin quilt to cover her body, Shen Zhexue suddenly wanted to go to the small secret realm to take a look again, but finally held back.

Shi Yuan is half the owner of the small secret realm, his entry and exit will inevitably cause fluctuations in spiritual power, and too frequent interruptions will distract Shi Yuan for no reason.

Shen Zhexue turned over, not knowing why she was so wrong today.

Chunyang penetrated through the window screen, and the curtain was blocked, and most of the light was gone, but it still covered a hazy sky.

Shen Zhexue began to dream in the mist.

I dreamed of the Lake Pavilion again.

It's just that the sky and the earth have changed into spring flowers, and weeping willows on the lake bank gently brush the water surface, and the blue waves are clear. Standing on the lake bank, he looked up and saw that small pavilion standing in the lake.

But the snow is still falling on the lake, the snow is not heavy, light and thin, there is tulle hanging on the corner of the pavilion, and the falling flowers and flowing water are gone, only swaying softly in the wind.

He heard the man behind him say: "It's really not good to talk about these things these days, but I can't bear the temper of that child in my family. If I insist on begging for this kiss, please forgive me that there is only one of my three children left. Listen! Just listen."

"Well, just say it." Shen Zhexue heard herself responding like this, so flat that it was almost a little indifferent.

The middle-aged man's voice was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "Oh, I'm going to put on an old face too."

"In this precarious age, we shouldn't be talking about this mundane way of starting a family and starting a business, but it's the way of heaven to meet a confidant. Besides...cough cough, we cultivate immortality and refine our hearts, as long as we don't practice the ruthless way, we never care about it." Male or female."

He smiled embarrassingly: "Either you want to increase your cultivation, or you want to be happy with each other. The kid in my family really fell in love with your disciple at first sight, and he didn't listen to you. Now your high disciple is going to town the demons in the south. My family begged me to come and have a discussion with you first, why don't you take a look at my ineffective youngest son first, if it's not good, just let the two children meet again, whether you can make a deal or not They decide."

"I see." Shen Zhexue lowered her eyes and saw that she was firmly pressing her hands on the white jade railing by the lake, but she still said calmly: "This matter should be discussed in the long term, Sect Master Xu, please go back first."

When the aura of the head of Xu could not be felt, Shen Zhexue suddenly felt a surge of waves in his chest. He folded a peach branch with his hands, and the long branch reflected the fallen flowers in spring, adding a touch of scarlet color.

The peach blossoms in spring rain down like rain, frantically weaving this absurd dream.

Shen Zhexue was in a trance for a while, unable to tell whether this body was in a dream or outside the dream.

He saw the vermilion robe and the move drawn with a wooden branch instead of a sword, the peach blossoms fell down completely, brushed his hands soaked in countless lives, stuck to the front of the skirt, and fell into the armhole.

Twist the wrist lightly, move slowly, the memory broke through the ground, and suddenly remembered the scene when the apprentice was asking for the sword.

The apprentice is not strong at all, the first sword manual he taught him was this set of sword dances, since then it has been unpredictable, the softness has been eliminated, and it has become a set of bloody killing moves.

But when he practiced this set of sword skills again, it seemed that everything was traveling backwards, at the end of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there was such a dream within a dream, a good scene.

There is a person who will take him to live in seclusion on a mountain alone, killing time every day, indulging in the day and night, and raising them scattered in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Hair, stepping on the water to invite the wind.

The rich spring light in the afternoon passed through the cypress trees and passed between their eyebrows in a flash.

The young man's sword light was too sharp and gentle, piercing his chest easily, but gently placed his heart on the tip of the sword.

But everything is false.

After the dance, Shen Zhexue let go of her strength, and the long branch fell on the ground of Qingping, making a crisp sound, echoing empty in the peach blossom forest, like a needle, piercing the dantian of the spiritual root fiercely, Also pierced the heart.

Shen Zhexue woke up suddenly, sat up, and grabbed the sweat-soaked front skirt.

"What is that..." He wiped his face, his hands were wet, he held his forehead and couldn't stop panting, almost talking nonsense: "He, he loves his apprentice... I, I—"

"Elder Shen."

The powerful spiritual force hit the wind screen, and the ice wall condensed along the shape of the screen.

Yan Yuanhan stood outside the house and ordered: "Come out."

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The author has something to say:

The old vinegar that has been brewed for thousands of years is about to be opened. )

Shen Zhexue: Wouldn't that be poisonous?

Yao: Isn't this the poisonous demon barrier, Mr. Shen, this is just the beginning. )

Shen Zhexue, a master who awakened by drinking thousand years of poisonous vinegar√