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

The cold ice covered the wind screen, like a frosty hood covering the courtyard that hated the deep rain, and inside the hood, fine snow like catkins floated up.

When Shen Zhexue came out with her neat clothes on, Yan Yuanhan was standing in front of the entrance of the wind screen, upright and upright, like an old pine tree standing on a cliff.

A mere wind screen could not stop his footsteps, but maybe he was in a good mood today, so he didn't force his way.

Although this way of knocking on the door is really unique.

Shen Zhexue untied the wind screen, folded her sleeves and said, "Elder Yan."

"En." Yan Yuanhan nodded lukewarmly, a trace of coolness circled around Shen Zhexue, touched his aura and body, turned into snow and blew it in the air.

Looking down, there is still a familiar sense of oppression.

Shen Zhexue stood with his hands down for his scrutiny, and the two were relatively speechless.

After a while, it was Yan Yuanhan who said first: "One sleep for five years without any progress, will it happen again next time?"

This question was not surprising, Shen Zhexue lowered her eyes and replied: "Don't dare." After a pause, he answered softly, "But if the situation is the same, it is inevitable to repeat the same mistakes."

If it was Leng Sanqiu who was present, he would have to sarcastically say a few words, such as "I really think of myself as the elder of Xubu Taiqing", and I would always be counted down.

The ruthless way didn't make Leng Sanqiu really develop a breezy temperament, but gave his unpleasant tongue an excellent excuse.

But Yan Yuanhan is not like this.

He didn't talk much, and he rarely commented on other people's arguments.

Shen Zhexue still admired Elder Yan's style at certain moments.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Yan Yuanhan didn't react at all, and just continued to talk about his business, "You must be present at the Zongmen Chunri Hall in three days' time."

The seldom-spoken Yan Yuanhan seldom explained, and Shen Zhexue was already accustomed to guessing on his own, saying: "Is it related to the emperor's descending?"

Yan Yuanhan acquiesced.

He was not surprised that Shen Zhexue knew that the idea of ​​letting Xie Zhuchun by Shen Zhexue's side was to spread the news.

So he nodded and said: "The two spirit lords will come at that time, just pay attention."

The ice and snow should have dissipated when Yan Yuanhan left, but this time they turned into dots of white light, falling one after another.

Shen Zhexue stretched out her hand, the spot of light melted in the palm of her hand, and the chilly aura poured into her veins.

"This is..." He was a little surprised, feeling that the homogeneous aura was nourishing the internal organs, which was more filling than the effect of the ice cave.

Yan Yuanhan's figure was completely out of sight, Shen Zhexue looked in the direction where he was leaving, and in his mind, it occurred to him that in Xubu Taiqing, the teacher most feared and respected by the disciples was Elder Yan.

Although Yan Yuanhan, who already has such a cultivation level, does not accept apprentices, he still takes turns giving lectures for a hundred years. As long as he has the courage to ask him for advice, even if he is confused in the early stage of cultivation, he will not be bored and will not be able to speak Make things difficult, but double the training and homework is always indispensable.

The sky was full of silver light like falling stars, which disappeared within a few breaths.

The Spring Ceremony mentioned by Yan Yuanhan is divided into two sessions, inside and outside. The inside session is mainly for blessing and calculation, and the number of participants is limited. on tour.

The white cranes sent the flower papers with the spring scenes to the peaks, and naturally one fell out of the deep rain, and the sharp-eyed disciples at the foot of the mountain saw it. After inquiring again, they knew that the legendary Elder Shen had finally left the gate.

This is obviously the word from the Sovereign Peak, but Shen Zhexue of the province is worried.

Xie Zhuchun sent him newly-cut clothes, the inner court was dressed in a serious blue-clothed crane-pattern old-fashioned style, but the outer court could be dressed up casually, it was rare that he could take out his own clothes from the bottom of the suitcase Chance.

Shen Zhexue didn't dare to show her face in the Spring Festival before, she either went out to perform the task of purifying evil currents, or found a place to hide.

It was also a coincidence that made him encounter the scene where Leng Wenshu secretly planted peach blossoms for the sect's young disciples using formations.

"Elder Shen, look at this!" Xie Zhuchun held up a big red toga in front of Shen Zhexue, "I immediately fell in love with it, this color is so festive!"

Shen Zhexue raised a pen in the air, "Can we use another word to describe it?"

Xie Zhuchun was beaming with joy, "This blush was specially chosen by the proprietress who pulled the cloth. Take a look at this material, it feels so good!"

"But I'm a man, isn't it strange to wear this kind of red, not to mention is it blush? It's almost as red as the wedding dress. Am I going to spring or get married?" Shen Zhexue said depressed.

"What's the matter." Xie Zhuchun was not happy, "Look at the clouds in Hanshan, don't they look like this, no problem, Elder Shen, your appearance can suppress this look! We haven't been walking around the sect for five years, Wearing white and blue has no aura, if there is no aura, it will have no aura, don’t we just say that we are tired of hearing that the aura is not enough, if the aura is not enough, all kinds of brats will come up to make trouble..."

As expected of Xie Zhuchun, Shen Zhexue's ears were numb after this series of downs, he put down his pen and compromised: "Okay, I can't wear it."

"Okay, that's it." Xie Zhuchun clapped his hands, leaned in front of Shen Zhexue, took the stack of papers from Shen Zhexue, read a few lines and said strangely: "Huh? Elder Shen , Didn’t you just write this set of questions for me to copy a few times? I don’t need to copy it anymore?”

"Ah..." Shen Zhexue was startled, and said in a daze, "Did I just say that?"

"Elder Shen, you really have been a little absent-minded these days." Xie Zhuchun also knows some superficial skills of medical practitioners, and reached out to feel Shen Zhexue's pulse, but he couldn't tell anything good or bad, "How about I go invite Jiang Seniors come and take a look, and also prescribe some herbal medicine to drink and nourish the spirit."

"No need." Shen Zhexue pinched her browbones, "It's a fault of me being idle, it'll be fine when I get busy."

"Can it still be like this?" Xie Zhuchun didn't believe it, and sat on the table, "Elder Shen, this is a symptom of thinking about you, it must not be lovesickness."

Shen Zhexue tightened her hand holding the pen, and reprimanded: "Nonsense."

After hearing this, Xie Zhuchun quickly sat up straight, gathered the papers on the table, "I'll copy the rest of the books right now!"

Shen Zhexue put down her pen, stared at a teacup on the table for a while, and sighed softly.

In the past few days and nights, he would dream whenever he touched the pillow, and most of the things in his dreams were inseparable from Peak Lord Shen, and they were all fragments.

But he can empathize with the emotions in the clip.

Peak Lord Shen is undoubtedly a restrained person, he is more happy than angry, but his heart is always like a stormy sea, which makes it difficult for Shen Zhexue to fight.

Sometimes a dream is so long that he can't even tell whether he is the dreamer or the dreamer.

This may not be a good sign.

Shen Zhexue's first reaction was that there was something wrong with Peak Master Shen's soul. If this person was recovering, then he, the lonely ghost occupying the dove's nest, would probably have to be dispelled.

This was someone else's shell, and if Shen Zhexue returned it, he wouldn't have many complaints. If it was a little lucky in the past, he would be willing to gamble on the possibility of returning home.

But now he uses this shell is not without worries.

As for the matter, the hidden dangers of sealing the evil formation and holding up the cultivation world have not been eliminated. He was half pushed to this step, and after two catastrophes in the formation, he finally figured out some clues, and he couldn't sit still.

The matter of the big formation is related to the survival of the Four Square Realm. Once the Four Square Realm is destroyed, no one can survive, let alone stand by and watch.

As for people...

Shen Zhexue closed his eyes, he can now be sure that Peak Lord Shen has other thoughts about one of his apprentices, but out of deduction of Peak Master Shen's temperament, he kept all these things in his heart, and became a piece that could not move The reverse scale, but also a weakness that makes one's face move when one thinks about it.

Modern teachers and students are clearly forbidden to have emotions beyond the relationship between master and apprentice, but this is another matter in the cultivation world. First, they are all adults, and no one will care about this after living for hundreds of years. A Taoist companion who knows the root and the bottom is a great thing for the cultivation world to pursue.

To be honest, the master and the apprentice have been together for so many years, and they understand each other, and they can find out whether they are suitable or not. There are no such precedents in the four directions.

But what Shen Zhexue was worried about was whether or not Peak Master Shen would slaughter Ningxu Peak in the end, whether his apprentice is dead or alive now is still a mystery.

Not to mention other people's apprentices, Shi Yuan in his family recognized him as his master, if he let Peak Master Shen cut him off halfway, Shen Zhexue would definitely not agree.

For a while, many things came to mind, Shen Zhexue rubbed his forehead and thought for a while, and felt that many things had to be answered by the emperor.

Dizi Jiangxi has the most detailed collection of soul art books, as well as the evil-sealing formation that was almost out of order, as well as the weird mirror king Jun Rujing, who is even the key to raising the cultivation world.

It is definitely not feasible to lift up the upper realm of cultivation. If the sect that stays out of the matter really gets involved, then the Sifang Realm may not really fall into a big crisis.

However, all the previous signs made Shen Zhexue feel that Dizi Jiangxi didn't seem to be deliberately pushing this to happen, but rather obstructed it.

As for the usefulness of Peak Lord Shen's body, Shen Zhexue thought that they hadn't done anything yet, but accidents happened one after another in the formation.

It may not be unfavorable for him to secretly wrestle with several forces.

Gathering up her brush and ink, Shen Zhexue practiced her sword in the court for a while, then went to the kitchen to cook two small dishes, and then sat at the table and ate.

Looking at the empty round stool beside her, Shen Zhexue suddenly felt a little lonely, and thinking about the repeated dreams caused by lying alone at night without an apprentice, her heart was even more panicked.

And at this moment, an orange cat suddenly appeared in the field of vision, its chubby appearance looked quite familiar.

And it actually passed through the wind screen enchantment, and jumped onto the window sill.

The orange cat was biting a letter, and eagerly wagging its long tail at Shen Zhexue.

"You are...Niannian?" Shen Zhexue put down her chopsticks and walked over quickly, looked at the still fat orange cat in front of her, took off the envelope in its mouth, opened it, and saw Shi Yuan's vigorous handwriting.

Master:

The mission of the Zongmen has been completed, and the apprentice will return soon.

Niannianmao has come to see you, please ask Master to take care of you for a few days.

Peach blossoms outside the mountain are not like the light spirit inside the sect. I heard the shepherd boy laughing and saying that the world is more important than a single flower, so let the teacher respect it.

Shen Zhexue caressed the word "Human World" with her fingertips, and the sealing seal was released, and a beautifully blooming peach blossom jumped out, allowing him to hold it in his hand.

The peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain are not nourished by spiritual energy like in the fairy sect. The petals of the flower branches tremble slightly and blow to the courtyard outside the corridor, rising and falling with the wind.

He couldn't help but smile, and the tail that was wagging around every year stopped suddenly. It meowed a few times, and said, "Xianzun, you should smile more."