Mistress, she has to be my master

is it my fault.

Xin Yun looked at the disciple who was practicing the sword in the distance, and each move and style had already taken shape, but the confusion in her heart gradually increased with the passage of time, so that she didn't know how to face this situation except for her face during this period of time. Besides, there is nothing similar to the former disciple.

She even wondered if the other party had been taken away, but after investigating, she didn't find any incompatibility between the soul and the body, so she ruled out this possibility.

The rebirth method of reversing time is taboo in the first place, and Xin Yun himself doesn't understand how he went back to the past, so naturally he can't judge where these changes come from.

As for the possibility that the other party is also reborn... Xin Yun never even thought about it, not because of anything else, but because of the ghostly appearance of the other party's sword practice before his death, which can't be hidden from her at all, rebirth?That must be impossible.

In this life, the other party's talent in swordsmanship and awareness of enduring hardships are much higher than before. If she was like this from the beginning, I have the confidence to train her to be a top swordsman...

Forget it, what is she thinking about so much, there is still a long time, let's take one step at a time...

Yes, there is still a long time, when she was reborn with hatred in her heart, she knew that something was wrong with her ruthless way.

There was a vibration from Ling Jianfeng's enchantment, a white crane slowly fell down, and the little disciple on its back turned over and fell down.

"I have seen my uncle."

Wen Jiayin, who was practicing sword not far away, glanced quietly, and left after seeing what the master said to the child, she stopped grinning, and rolled up her sleeves.

There are bruises and scars on it, which looks hideous and terrifying.

The kid who came to report the news took a look at Wen Jiayin, accidentally saw the wound on her arm, and there was a look of jealousy in his eyes.

There is also a sword pinned to his waist, and it looks like he wants to become a sword repairman.

"Little uncle, why don't you treat the injury first?" The child looked innocent.

"No money." Wen Jiayin made a bitter face as if she was joking, but only she knew it wasn't a joke at all!

She recently raised a distressed little bird, yes, that half-demon Chang'an, the child was bullied and no one cared, her Lingshi bought some medicine and a book of exercises for the child and spent it all Jing, when she thought that her monthly payment would be enough for two people, Wen Jiayin wanted to break a piece of Lingshi in half and use it. How could she have spare money to buy medicine?

Anyway, spiritual power has its own repair function, and it will pass after a little patience.

Tsk... The kid was disdainful, thinking that this guy who stepped on dog shit and became a disciple of Sword Master was fooling himself.

"If it's you... then I know a place where you can heal your wounds for free!"

free? !That is really the gospel of the poor!Wen Jiayin was not ashamed to ask where that place was.

As a result, the child directly pulled her onto the white crane and flew into the air.

Wen Jiayin thought that the direction was either the main peak or Qinglian Peak, but Bai He flew slowly to the back mountain of Lingjian Peak.

back mountain...

Wen Jiayin remembered a place. The medicine spring in the back mountain is indeed a natural healing place, but the master warned her on the first day of her visit that this place is too cold. The foundation will be damaged by freezing.

The white crane flew over the medicine spring, and Wen Jiayin hurriedly said to the little disciple, "Master said that my cultivation level is not enough, so I can't drink this."

"Is that so... Huh? Little uncle, quickly see what that is?"

"What?" Wen Jiayin stretched out her head and looked down without any defense at all.

Who would have thought that he would be so jealous of a child he had never met that he would kill him?Wen Jiayin, who thinks about running away from home every day, has never thought about how jealous her identity is.

So when she was pushed down, she was very dazed.

The bone-chilling water submerged her all of a sudden, causing her limbs to lose consciousness in an instant. In an emergency, she even forgot to use her spiritual power.

"Help! Gulu Gulu..." Wen Jiayin struggled desperately in the water, she couldn't swim!

But the child who did something bad was frightened himself, and he ran away on the white crane long ago.

so cold……

Wen Jiayin gradually lost the strength to struggle, she is so unlucky, since she came to this world, she was almost frozen to death, strangled to death, and now she is about to be drowned... Grandpa's revenge has not been avenged, she is so unwilling!

"Cough cough cough..."

Xin Yun arrived in time to rescue the apprentice who was almost drowned. The child's frail body was shivering with cold. She frowned and left to carry the apprentice back to the house. She fed various pills and then helped the child dispel the cold. If she is not careful, her already weak and pitiful physique will be irreversibly damaged.

Wen Jiayin, who was in a coma, was still shaking violently. She seemed to feel that someone was hugging her, which was very warm.

As if grasping at the last straw, she grasped something.

When Xin Yun wanted to get up and leave, she found that the little apprentice was holding on to her sleeve tightly. When she wanted to pull the sleeve back, the child grabbed her hand.

For the first time, she noticed that her thin and small hand seemed to be difficult to hold the hilt of the sword. Compared with others, it was more difficult for her to learn sword from the first step.

Xin Yun looked at the thin and small apprentice silently for a while, as long as she tried to withdraw her hand, the unconscious Wen Jiayin would whimper and cry unconsciously.

It is natural to take it back by force, but I don't know why Xin Yun didn't do it after thinking about it for a long time. Instead, she sat on the stool by the bed and took out a book to read. Naturally, she lent her hand to Wen Jiayin temporarily.

"Ahem..." Wen Jiayin woke up coughing, and immediately widened her eyes in shock when she saw the person next to her bed.

"Master, Master..." Wen Jiayin felt the tenderness in her hand, and it turned out that it was Master's hand that she had been holding in her dream just now... Her lips moved slightly, and she whispered a few words, "Thank you ..."

"Why do you want to enter the medicinal spring?"

Master's icy voice interrupted her emotion, before the good impression brewed by Master was gone in such a "crack".

"Did I tell you that it is forbidden to enter the medicine spring before the foundation is established?"

"I didn't..." Wen Jiayin, who had just narrowly escaped death and was scolded before recovering, felt aggrieved all of a sudden, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"It was the kid who tricked me and pushed me into the medicine spring!"

"He's only at the fourth level of Qi training, so you can't even hide from his sneak attack?"

Oh, the familiar recipe, the familiar taste.

The next sentence must be...

"Doubling the homework tomorrow."

Really annoying!

Wen Jiayin was so angry that she wrapped herself in the quilt, not wanting to see someone anymore.

Xin Yun didn't care, seeing her apprentice let go of her hand, she turned around and left as if she couldn't hear the sound of the apprentice hammering the bed.

But one size fits all.

Xin Yun came to the highest point of Lingjian Peak to take a picture stone, which was used to monitor the traitor, but now it has other uses first.

One of the scenes was extracted, which was exactly what happened when the disciple pushed Wen Jiayin into the medicine spring.

With this evidence, Xin Yun came to the main peak and threw it directly at the senior brother.

The suzerain took it in a hurry, and saw the aura of "I'm very angry" exuding from the whole body of the junior sister, and couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Sure enough, after reading the evidence, he almost lost his eyesight.

The disciple who made a big mistake was the grandson of an elder from the main peak.

"I will definitely punish him severely, junior sister, don't worry."

"Two whips." Xin Yun's cold words showed an undeniable tone, and choked back all the good words that the senior brother wanted to say.

"Two lashes... That kid only has the fourth level of Qi training, two lashes may..."

"I will execute it."

The suzerain didn't dare to say any more, because he was afraid that if he said it again, he would lose his cultivation and be kicked out of the sect.

The two lashes performed by Xin Yun herself were no joke, even if she didn't use spiritual power to bless her, the disciple would only be half breathed after the two lashes.

Wen Jiayin has never heard of all this, and she didn't expect her master to do anything for her. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Instead of complaining about yourself, it's better to work hard to improve your strength. One day, that kid will beat him up with a sack behind his back. pause!

"Huh..." Wen Jiayin frowned and stopped her movements. The difficulty in breathing made her sword practice much less efficient than before.

So why the famous medicine spring is more like poison to disciples with low cultivation bases, this is the reason.

She fell into it and choked on the water, and the medicine spring directly frostbitten her lungs.

Although there are some sequelae, she will be able to take care of herself after a while. What she is most worried about now is the daily actual combat practice. She is worried that not only will she be beaten worse, but she will also be scolded by her master.

As a result, just as she thought, when the sword in her hand was dropped for the n+1th time and she was sent flying, Wen Jiayin lay on the ground and could barely get up.

Her bruised hand looked miserable, a wound was formed on the tiger's mouth, and the dark red blood dripped down the fingertips. Wen Jiayin choked up, who would let the unrecovered patient be beaten the next day... …

The grievances piled up over the past few days made Wen Jiayin almost unable to hold back, and she could cry with just a slight push.

"Pick up the sword." It's a pity that her master is a cold-blooded tyrant who doesn't know how to care for children.

Wen Jiayin held back tears and went to pick up the sword, but because of the severe hand pain, the sword fell to the ground again.

"Your physique is so poor that you are not suitable for practicing swords. How can there be a sick person in the world who can practice swords well?" Wen Jiayin remembered that what the brat said was not unreasonable. She was not suitable for practicing swords, so it was Alchemy is not good or learning medicine is not good, why come to learn swords?

Think about it, the sword is not what she wants to practice, the master didn't give her a choice at all, and this master is not what she wants to worship, it's because of an accident.

Wen Jiayin's tears of grievance rolled in her eyes.

"Why are you crying, you can't even stand this bump, how can you learn swords?" When she was young, she was taught even more harshly, and Xin Yun didn't think this was too much training.

Unexpectedly, this sentence directly ignited the powder keg.

"I didn't want to learn swords at all! You forced me to learn, and you wanted to be my master. I originally wanted to worship under the master of Danfeng. I hate snow days the most..." Maybe this is the instant collapse of an adult, Wen Jiayin burst into tears, and the voice directly shocked the suzerain who wanted to come and see his nephew, as well as Huan Mu, the lord of Qinglian Peak who was brought by the suzerain true king.

"What's the matter?" The suzerain rushed over, saw the little cat whose face was covered in blood from his hands, and hurriedly handed her to Junior Sister Huanmu.

Looking at his junior sister who was holding the sword, he seemed to be a little stunned.

As a doctor, Huanmu Zhenjun's complexion immediately turned sour after checking the child's physical condition, and his gentle temperament also became irritable when someone ruined the patient's body.

"The child's lung injury has not yet healed, and his constitution is so weak, what else is there to learn!" Huanmu Zhenjun hugged the crying little cat, and comforted him: "Be good, don't cry, go to Qinglian Peak with Master Uncle, and raise the cat." Get well and come back."

Huanmu Zhenjun took Wen Jiayin away without saying hello to Xin Yun.

The remaining suzerain sighed.

"Junior Sister, although you need to be strict in teaching your disciples, you also need to be relaxed."

"It was only half of my childhood, and the medicine was given to her."

The suzerain supported his forehead, how should he explain to his junior sister that not everyone is like you, who has been a pervert since childhood?The fact that his illness has not fully recovered reflects the child's frailty. It is fine to learn swordsmanship, but it cannot be rushed.

"You will be hated by disciples like this." Really, really, you will be hated!

If the control is loose, the traitor will directly betray, and if the control is strict, he will be hated, so how should the disciple teach?

"You need to communicate more with your disciples. That child is still young and looks very cute. Get closer to her..."

Xin Yun directly refused to listen to the correct nonsense of the senior brother, and went back to her room and fell into deep contemplation. The matter of how to get along with the master-student relationship gave her such a headache that she didn't even think about it for a long time. It's time to take revenge on True Monarch Xiaoyao.

She doesn't want to learn swordsmanship, she doesn't want to worship herself as a teacher, she wants to learn alchemy or medicine...

She could see that the kid was telling the truth.

But obviously you were the one who said you wanted to learn swordsmanship.

Xin Yun doesn't understand why no one has changed, only this child has changed.

If you want to study medicine, staying at Qinglian Peak is a chance, and it's okay if you don't come back...

Xin Yun could no longer connect this child with the traitor from the previous life, and she didn't know how to face this child.

She revised a book and gave it to Zhenjun Huanmu, the choice is all up to the child himself.

But to her surprise, the child came back a few days later, apologizing in a low voice outside her door, if it wasn't for her high cultivation level, maybe she wouldn't have heard it.

She opened the door, and the child drooped his head, pinching each other with a pair of small hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

She wants to ask if you still want to learn swordsmanship?

Or if you want to learn alchemy or medicine.

But the persuasion from her senior brother came to her mind at that time, which stopped her from continuing to say some hard words.

"do you feel better now?"

Xin Yun saw the child raised his head inconceivably, there was shock and puzzlement in his eyes... There was also a trace of joy that she couldn't express.

"Okay, okay, Master Huanmu said that I can continue practicing swords." The obedient little hedgehog was completely different from the little hedgehog back then.

Wen Jiayin still stayed and continued to learn swordsmanship. Xin Yun didn't know what the kid thought, why did she continue to learn since she didn't like it, but for this reason... she didn't get the answer after two lifetimes.

But since she stayed, Xin Yun is still as strict as before in cultivation, but outside of cultivation, she also occasionally cares about Wen Jiayin's daily life, and Wen Jiayin is flattered every time.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-0812:38:30~2022-09-0911:49:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottles of the past with the wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!