It's Not Easy Being a Master

It was windy and snowy outside, Shen Zhixian responded, and pointed to the room sideways: "What's inside?"

Yan Jin shook her head and said, "This disciple wants to ask Master for instructions. Brother Shao of Sanfeng is going to hold a small meeting on swords, and invites disciples to participate in Sanfeng..."

"Sword Discussion Meeting?" Shen Zhixian pondered for a moment, this was a small banquet where the disciples of the elders of the main peak gathered to discuss swords and learn from each other - in such things as cultivation, only by communicating with each other can progress be made.

Over the past few years, Shen Zhixian watched the little boy grow up little by little, but his taciturnity became more and more serious day by day.It's rare that Yan Jin is willing to participate in the event, so of course he wholeheartedly agreed.

"Yan Shen is going too?"

Yan Jin nodded.

Shen Zhixian warned: "Stay away from him."

In the past few years, he deliberately neglected Yan Shen, but Yan Shen's intentions were not righteous, and there were people behind him who were instigating him. He often made things difficult for Yan Jin, and was dealt with by Shen Zhixian many times.

…Sooner or later, he has to find a reason to deal with him, and it is enough to coax the apprentice.

Yan Jin answered yes.

Shen Zhixian knew very well his temperament that he would never say a word if he could solve it with a single word, so he waved him away.

The young man was about to retreat, when Shen Zhixian suddenly remembered something, and stopped him again: "The third elder helped me set up a formation. When you come back, get it for me."

The third elder was good at formations, so Shen Zhixian urged him to set up a warm formation for his help - in this severe winter with bleak wind and heavy snow, even if he is not afraid of the severe cold, he doesn't like to breathe the icy air every night when he sleeps!

When Yan Jin left, Shen Zhixian's drowsiness was almost dispelled. After pondering for a moment, he briskly walked towards the back mountain: "Go soak in the hot spring——Ya Ya, bring the fruit plate and jug, and let's go!"

The former suzerain was really kind to the original body. The main peak he chose was the one with the most spiritual energy. The terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. There was also a pool of hot springs in the back mountain—the steaming hot springs could feel the full spiritual energy before approaching Come on.

Shen Zhixian fell in love with this hot spring especially in winter, and would come to take a bubble every now and then.

The small warm jade pot is soaked in the hot spring, and various fruits are cut into small pieces and placed on the jade plate. The fresh and sweet fruit aroma blends with the clear wine aroma, which is really pleasant.

The small grass sprout plunged into the bottom of the pool, and then popped up again, shaking the small leaves, and sprinkled the water beads on Shen Zhixian's face.

Shen Zhixian poured a handful of water on it, and drenched it completely wet.

One person and one grass played for a long time before stopping.The grass sprouts spread lazily on the bank to bask in the sun, while Shen Zhixian leaned against the bank, sitting on a slightly higher stone pier, closing his eyes and thinking about things.

In the three years that passed in the blink of an eye, every day was a new plot.

In the original book, as early as three years ago, Yan Jin was expelled from Qing Yunzong by breaking his spiritual roots.It didn't take long before he got a chance and fell into a demon. When he became stronger, he backhanded and wiped out all the people who had hurt him.

The one who died the worst was his former master.

But this plot was reversed by him who came here through the book. Now Yan Jin is still alive and well, raised by him for nothing, and doesn't reject him as much as before... Thinking about it, it's quite a sense of accomplishment.

It's just that I don't know when this little hedgehog will let go of his grudge completely.

Shen Zhixian raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, then thought of something else.

For some reason, he was always unable to fully integrate the original body's memory, and his daily life was fine, but whenever he wanted to investigate certain things carefully, he would find that there was a huge gap in his memory.

For example, the death of the former suzerain.

He always felt that the so-called obsession of the former suzerain made his death very difficult.Obviously, everything was normal before the retreat, and for the former suzerain who had prepared for a long time for that promotion, it should be a matter of course.

But he was born to die.

Song Ming was the last person the former suzerain saw before he retreated... or before he died.

Except for Song Ming, no one knew what happened during the short quarter of an hour they met.

Shen Zhixian took a deep breath, rubbed the center of his brows again, a flash of inspiration - wait!And the sword spirit!

His sword Lingshuang has been sleeping for many years, so that he didn't think of it for a moment. A high-quality sword will give birth to a sword spirit after being with its master for a long time, and the sword of a sword repairer will never leave his side.

The former suzerain's sword is a first-grade spiritual sword, and he has been with him for hundreds of years, giving birth to a sword spirit. As long as you find the former suzerain's sword and let the sword spirit reproduce the scene at that time, don't you know?

Shen Zhixian's smile just opened for a moment, then froze - wait, as he remembered correctly, the sword of the former suzerain was broken by his own hands when he went mad!

The sword is gone, and the sword spirit naturally dissipated.

Shen Zhixian's mind was spinning fast.In addition to the former suzerain's sword, he can also... ask Song Ming's sword spirit!

The sword spirit will only reproduce the true past, and will not lie!

He took a deep breath.After so many years of stability, Yan Jin has gradually become stronger and has the ability to protect himself. It is time for him to think about solving the mysteries around him.

Drank the last bit of wine in the jug and put it on the shore, Shen Zhixian was about to stand up, but suddenly felt a familiar dizziness - this kind of dizziness has happened many times in the past few years, it was caused by a heart attack precursor.

But it's never been this serious!

The heart was pounding and pounding, as if it was about to jump out of the chest cavity, it was too intense, and I felt the pain, as if it was about to explode - a heart attack!

Shen Zhixian's face paled in an instant, his eyes became dizzy, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He wanted to go ashore, but the resistance in the water was so strong that his hands and feet were weak, and he managed to hold on only after he swung the wine jug on the bank into the pool.

Convulsive all over, Shen Zhixian clung to the edge of the pool, panting heavily, the severe pain nearly suffocated him.

Xiaocaoya sensed something was wrong, and anxiously leaned over to chirp and chirp.

But Shen Zhixian had no time to take care of it, his consciousness gradually became drowsy, his hands lost strength, he couldn't hold them steady, and his whole body slipped into the water, before he had time to struggle, he passed out.

Xiaocaoya was startled, and quickly sank into the water, trying to pick him up.

However, there was a lot of resistance in the water, and it was still too small. After trying several times, there was nothing I could do. I could only chirp twice, break through the water, identify the direction, and hurriedly flew in the direction of Sanfeng.

……

On the three peaks, the disciples gathered together in a familiar way, sat down casually, greeted each other, and the sword discussion began.

Discussions arose and tangled, and some disciples even drew their swords on the spot and asked others to discuss, to verify the truth and falsehood.

"Brother Yan."

There were two people discussing in the open space, which attracted everyone's attention.Yan Shen, who was urged to stay away by Shen Zhixian thousands of times, took the opportunity to sneak over and said familiarly, "I haven't congratulated senior brother on coming out of retreat, I don't know..."

Yan Jin glanced at him indifferently, without any emotion, and immediately stared at Yan Shen suffocated.

But he quickly came back to his senses, as if he couldn't feel Yan Jin's indifference, and said affectionately: "I don't know how Master is doing recently? I haven't been summoned by Master for a long time."

Shen Zhixian did not sever the master-student relationship with him, but he was very alienated from him, avoiding his greetings, and almost never summoned him, only occasionally nodding his head was considered meeting.

——He is not as good as those two little disciples who ran to the top of the mountain all day.

Obviously, the master valued him the most before, why did he suddenly change when he was so good?It must be that Yan Jin said something that shouldn't be said, which made Master angry with him.

With a smile on Yan Shen's face, he gritted his teeth and greeted Yan Jin countless times inside.In the past three years, he has frequently tripped Yan Jin secretly, but every time he failed, he lost the care of his master, and his status among many disciples became lower and lower.

The huge sense of gap distorted his heart even more.

Yan Jin grew up suffering from childhood, and is very sensitive to people's mood swings. He sensed Yan Shen's malice hidden under his smile, and looked down at his sword expressionlessly, as if he didn't hear his words.

Yan Shen didn't get a response, so he gritted his teeth, walked to the middle of the space specially vacated by the crowd with his sword in his hands, and cupped his hands at Yan Jin: "Brother, please enlighten me."

Yan Jin looked at him coldly for a moment, but neither got up nor answered.

During the stalemate, the discussion voices of the surrounding disciples gradually weakened, and the atmosphere became awkward. The smile on Yan Shen's face was a bit forced and dim, as if he was aggrieved and unable to say: "Do you think that senior brother doesn't like me and doesn't want to discuss with me?" ?”

Honestly, yes.

Yan Jin already had an excellent talent for spiritual roots, but in the past few years, she was fed and raised by Shen Zhixian with high-quality elixir, and she was tempered to the extreme.In addition, what he learned was Shen Zhixian's specially improved swordsmanship for him, and the protagonist's aura also has a bonus, and he has long surpassed other disciples in terms of swordsmanship.

There are even rumors in the sect that Yan Jin is the second Shen Zhixian - of course this Shen Zhixian refers to the young Lang Shen Zhixian who had no heart disease back then, was full of vigor and shocking talent.

Some people are really envious.

Brother Shao watched Yan Jin remain silent, got up calmly, came out with the sword in his hand, took a sip of tea, suppressed a little sigh in his heart, and began to watch this battle full of invisible gunpowder with great interest.

If nothing else happens, it is absolutely impossible for Yan Shen to defeat Yan Jin.Yan Shen was in an unstable mood when he failed in promotion some time ago, so he went to Sifeng to ask for a lot of pills.

Yan Shen's sword moves were fast, urgent and ruthless, not like a sparring, but more like a life-threatening - although this is just a trick in Yan Jin's eyes.

However, Yan Jin would not deliberately tease him, nor would he be ruthless from the beginning, he always knew how to keep a low profile.

By the way, in the hundred and ten moves, Yan Jin always attacked more than defended, and the methodical sword moves forced Yan Shen to retreat steadily. Finally, he took a deep breath in embarrassment, and finally used the move he had memorized by heart.

——Dark clouds cover the moon.

The sword energy whirled, and the spiritual power melted into it, turning into strands of mist, lingering around the two of them.This move is not very lethal, the main purpose is to block the opponent's line of sight, so that the opponent can't figure out his next move.

Yan Jin didn't want to continue to toss with him any longer, her long sword chanted, her sword light pierced through the fog, and was about to end this boring contest when a touch of green suddenly appeared in the corner of her eyes.

Shen Zhixian's little grass bud?

Why is this little guy here?

Xiaocaoya has always kept a low profile, probably because Shen Zhixian told her that she would never show up when there are people around, why did she suddenly appear here now?

With this slight distraction, he didn't notice that Yan Shen's wrist hidden in the mist flicked slightly, and a wisp of black air as thin as a hair silently followed the tip of the sword and quickly sank into his body .

The distraction was only for a moment. After Yan Jin came back to his senses, the sword light broke through the fog, and then he picked up Yan Shen's sword lightly, and the piercing spiritual power gushed out. Yan Shen only felt a numbness in his wrist, and the long sword came out Insert obliquely into the ground next to it.

All around suddenly screamed wonderfully, Yan Jin's move was created by Shen Zhixian, and they, the juniors, rarely saw each other, so they immediately started discussing in twos and threes after the call.

With a pale face, Yan Shen looked at Yan Jin with a moment of malice, but immediately covered it up: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yan, for your guidance."

Yan Jin stared at him silently for a moment, then nodded coldly, and then went back to her seat.

The Sword Discussion Meeting was coming to an end, he watched the little grass sprout frantically shaking the leaves towards him in the secret place anxiously, frowned slightly, and simply told Senior Brother Shao next to him to leave the venue first.

Yan Jin was well-known among the disciples for being a loner and reticent. Brother Shao didn't force him, waved his hand, and handed over two small kits to him: "This formation is what Elder Shen wants. Yes, this is yours."

Yan Jin took the two kits, thanked Brother Shao, and left quietly.

He purposely walked along the path, and as expected, Xiaocaoya rushed over immediately, chirping anxiously, pointing wildly in the direction of the main peak where Shen Zhixian lived.

Yan Jin couldn't understand its language, but after four years of getting along, she could still understand its meaning. Its reaction... probably something happened to Shen Zhixian.

Following Xiaocaoya's guidance, he hurried back all the way to the hot spring, and was slightly taken aback.

The hot air on the surface of the hot spring water was dense, quiet and peaceful, with no one to be seen or any movement. Yan Jin didn't understand why, so she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The little grass sprout let go of his sleeve, jumped into the water, stretched out a small leaf and hooked it, motioning him to follow, and then plunged headfirst.

Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, then pinched the water avoidance formula, and slowly got into the water.

Yan Jin knew about this hot spring, and Shen Zhixian liked it very much, so he also knew about it.

Shen Zhixian once asked him if he would like to take a dip as well, but to soothe his tendons, he simply refused out of defensiveness.

But I didn't expect that the first time I shared the pool with Shen Zhixian was in this situation——

At the bottom of the calm water, the man in white lay with his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep.The smooth black hair was scattered under the thin body, his face was pale and bloodless, and the mole at the corner of his eye was extraordinarily bright red. The whole person looked like a vase of fragile porcelain white jade carving, revealing a delicate and fragile beauty.

Because of Xianxiu's instinct, a faint barrier floated up all over his body to isolate the warm water flow, but because he had been in a coma for too long, the barrier was too weak to touch.

The little grass sprout cautiously stretched out the small leaf and poked it, and the barrier shattered silently.

The water came under pressure in an instant, and poured in from Shen Zhixian's ears and nose. He probably also felt this ominous pressure in his coma, his throat convulsed, and he turned his head slightly uncomfortably, as if trying to escape.

But he sank to the bottom of the water, and there was water in all directions, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Xiao Caoya got into trouble, turned around in panic, and anxiously urged Yan Jin to save her.

The water in the pool was not deep, and Yan Jin half knelt beside Shen Zhixian, staring at him with heavy eyes, motionless.After a long while, he slowly raised his hand.

It was placed on Shen Zhixian's fragile and defenseless neck.