It's Not Easy Being a Master

A series of shocking changes occurred, and the atmosphere tensed up to the extreme in an instant.

After a brief silence, there was noise like oil splashing in a frying pan.Countless suspicious eyes pierced like sharp knives.

Yan Jin beside him moved, as if he was about to stand up, a cold and indifferent aura emanated from him, Shen Zhixian felt particularly obvious when he was close to him.

Cold, cruel.

It made him instantly think of the sword move Yan Jin used a long time ago, as well as the cold and emotionless red pupils.

Shen Zhixian didn't turn his head back, and held Yan Jin's hand accurately with his backhand, and the gentle and gentle spiritual power passed through.

Yan Jin subconsciously wanted to resist, but after Shen Zhixian pinched her gently, she dared not move like a deflated ball.

Shen Zhixian had no expression on his face, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

——A wisp of pitch-black devilish energy was rampantly rampant in Yan Jin's spiritual veins, dyeing the originally pure spiritual power to be muddy and gloomy.

This demonic energy has obviously been lingering in Yan Jin's body for a long time, and if it continues to be so wanton, Yan Jin will be driven into a demonic state by it even if he is unintentional.

Shen Zhixian gritted his teeth, and without hesitation, stripped the wisp of devilish energy from Yan Jin's spiritual root, and transferred it to himself.

Yan Jin's held hand trembled slightly, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Shen Zhixian, her lips trembling: "Master..."

He was about to withdraw his hand almost immediately, but was held tightly by Shen Zhixian with an irresistible force.

There was not much magic energy, and it was quickly drawn into Shen Zhixian's body.

Shen Zhixian withdrew his hand slowly, the devilish energy was rampaging in his body, and the blood was surging. He clenched his hands half-hidden in his sleeves and tightly clenched into fists, enduring the pain, with a cool look on his face, and said lightly: "Yan Shen, what do you want to do?" The teacher is disappointed."

"Before you framed Ah Jin's hidden sword pavilion, I thought you were young and didn't care about it. In the past few years, you have repeatedly made things difficult for Ah Jin, and I didn't blame you too much."

The response was different from what he had guessed.Yan Shen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, and wanted to speak.

However, Shen Zhixian didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued to calmly say: "Let's not mention the many grievances Ah Jin has suffered, but you absolutely shouldn't, and you should also blame Ah Jin for such a thing that endangered the sect. superior."

The third elder spoke again in a timely manner: "Hidden Sword Pavilion? Elder Shen suddenly mentioned, could it be that Yan Jin trespassed on the Hidden Sword Pavilion back then, what else is there to hide? And this demon cultivator, what's going on?"

Shen Zhixian said lightly: "There is no secret, but there is grievance."

He took a light breath, flipped his wrist, and a sword appeared in his hand out of thin air. Amidst the faint fragrance, a faint mist floated out from the sword, gradually condensing into the shape of a sword.

Seeing the sword, Song Ming's expression changed slightly, but he immediately regained his composure. Except for Shen Zhixian who had been watching Song Ming from the corner of his eye, no one noticed his abnormality at this moment.

Shen Zhixian said: "When this sword was brought back from the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, it was worthy of a living being. After many years of cultivation, it barely took shape - what was the truth back then, please take a look."

As soon as he raised his wrist, the sword spirit floated to the center of the field, and everyone felt that the sword spirit blurred a scene in front of their eyes.

It is the hidden sword pavilion.

Most of the young disciples present had just learned about swordsmanship, and they didn't even have a good sword at hand. It was even the first time they had heard the word "sword spirit".The big disciples in the sect did know a little bit, but they only knew the surface but didn't know the inside, so they half-believed Shen Zhixian's words.

Because it is a sword without a master, without the master's spiritual power, the sword spirit is very weak, and the picture is a bit faded, but if you look closely, you can still see someone sneaking into the Hidden Sword Pavilion - but not what everyone thinks Yan Jin.

A sharp-eyed disciple cried out: "Isn't that Senior Brother Yan Shen?"

Yan Shen's complexion changed drastically, and he also recognized his figure—how could it be possible!How could Shen Zhixian come up with such a thing!Didn't Song Zongzhu say that this matter would never be found out by anyone!

He resisted the urge to look back at Song Ming, and retorted loudly: "Master, this is not true!"

No one paid attention to him, and the scene continued.Yan Shen in the illusion looked around and hid something. Not long after that, Yan Jin appeared. The two seemed to have a quarrel. Yan Shen left quickly, leaving Yan Jin to search for the hidden object. thing.

Then there was chaos, the masterless sword spirit was too weak to hold on, and the scene ended when Yan Jin fought with the patrolling disciples who came to stop it.

Everyone immediately discussed.

Yan Shen's face was extremely ugly, but he still insisted on not letting go: "Master, Yan Jin really has evil intentions! If you don't believe me, let him come out! Let the suzerain and the elders check to see if there is any evil energy in his body !"

As soon as the words fell, the discussion among the people fell silent for a moment, and then it became more heated. Suspecting spying eyes swept over Yan Jin——Yan Shen repeatedly sued Yan Jin, could it be that Yan Jin really had something? question?

Especially when the sudden murder of a burly young man happened earlier, everyone was very sensitive to the words "moxiu and demonic energy". Come: "Brother Yan Jin! Why don't you come out and let the elders investigate? If you are innocent, the elders will not wrong you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately echoed them, and the scene was almost out of control for a while.

"Presumptuous!" Shen Zhixian snapped sharply, and a group of young disciples were taken aback by his sudden outburst, and subconsciously fell silent.

——It turned out to be such a good idea.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Zhixian lowered his brows and suddenly understood what was going on.

Someone used Yan Shen to plot against Yan Jin!Smuggled a ray of devilish energy into his body, just to brand him as the remnants of devil cultivators today!

Over the past few years, the immortal cultivators have been working hard to fight against demonic cultivators. If someone finds out that Yan Jin has demonic energy...

This black hand behind the scenes not only wants to force Yan Jin to die, but also wants to ruin his reputation by forcing him to raise a demon cultivator apprentice!

In fact, Shen Zhixian had found out before that Yan Shen was going to do something today, and he thought that with Yan Shen's ability, he was just killing himself to frame Yan Jin, and make him a scapegoat for killing his classmates.He also planned to use this matter to turn over the old score and sever ties with Yan Shen, but he didn't expect Yan Shen to be so powerful this time that he even got involved with Moxiu.

Shen Zhixian wouldn't believe Yan Shen's move, if there was no one behind him.

But this matter, it's not a big deal, anyway, the devilish energy in Yan Jin's body is gone... Shen Zhixian was thinking about it, when he caught a glimpse of Yan Jin standing up with a sullen face, and was about to go out.

The incident happened suddenly today, and Shen Zhixian had never mentioned anything to Yan Jin. At this time, Yan Jin's face was gloomy, but there was no sign of surprise.

Shen Zhixian suddenly had a thought, squinted his eyes slightly, and calmly stepped forward before him, blocking his way.

Yan Jin was stopped by him, and hesitantly called out "Master".

Shen Zhixian didn't respond, he looked around calmly, his eyes stopped for a moment on the young disciple who took the lead in making a fuss, until he flinched a bit, then turned his eyes to Yan Shen, flipped his wrist, With a burst of energy, the long sword in Yan Shen's hand was rolled up!

Immediately afterwards, the long and slender fingers brushed against the sword body, repeating the old technique, the sword body trembled suddenly, accompanied by a faint fragrance, a hazy sword spirit floated up again, revealing a new picture.

It is the scene where Yan Shen and the burly young man are communicating!

The sword spirit of the sword in the Hidden Sword Pavilion is weak, so there is no sound on the screen. Yan Shen's sword is of better quality, the sword spirit is stronger, and there is a faint sound coming out.

"...This time, I will make Yan Jin irresistible!"

"Oh, lowly people, you should go back to the quagmire. Why does Yan Jin..."

"Don't worry, just kill me, and I will ensure you leave safely."

Intermittent conversations came out, and Yan Shen was shocked to see this scene that was completely beyond his plan, and was speechless for a moment——when did his sword give birth to a sword spirit? !

Yan Shen's plan today is actually very simple. Let Xiao Moxiu find an opportunity to cause some trouble. After putting the pot on Yan Jin's head, he will appear in the image of being hurt by Yan Jin and report Yan Jin's crimes in public. Demon.

Under the eyes of everyone, no matter how much the master values ​​Yan Jin, it is impossible to protect him!As long as the suzerain and the other elders check it out, the devilish energy in Yan Jin's body will be invisible, and his identity as a devil cultivator's remnant will be confirmed!

At that time, the biggest winner will undoubtedly be him!

But why, why has it developed like this now... His sword has no life at all!How could Master create such a sword spirit!

Yan Shen was shocked and speechless, but the burly young man sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Hey! What's that Yan, I don't play anymore, you said you can keep me safe, I'm leaving now! "He shouted and began to struggle, but he was held down by the elder's direct disciple and couldn't move.

Although he won this No.1, his opponents are just young disciples who have not entered the formal school. He is actually just an ordinary little demon cultivator. How can he survive this situation? In a few words, Yan Shen was sold out immediately!

Yan Shen suddenly fell into the situation of being attacked on both sides, his face turned blue and white, his lips trembled a few times, and he repeated "it's all fake" in his mouth, speaking louder and louder, until finally his voice became hoarse.

Shen Zhixian ignored Yan Shen's futile struggle. He turned his eyes to Song Ming and said, "This matter is generally clear. Yan Shen colluded with the demon cultivators, sabotaged the sword test meeting, framed others, and all kinds of serious crimes. I will never condone them."

Song Ming frowned. His talent in the way of swordsmanship was not high, and he couldn't perceive many things related to swords.Theoretically speaking, the sword spirit will only obey the master's call, but Shen Zhixian is different...

Shen Zhixian is extremely talented in the way of swordsmanship and knows a lot about swords. If he can summon unowned or even owned sword spirits and make them show illusions, Song Ming... will believe it.

No wonder Shen Zhixian went to the Cangjian Pavilion to get such a sword after finding nothing back then!

It turns out that the next move is waiting here!

It's just that I don't know how much Shen Zhixian still knows.

In an instant, countless thoughts turned in his mind, Song Ming turned his head to look at the elders, and asked in a deep voice, "What do the elders think?"

"Indeed." The one who could talk was the Great Elder who was usually buried in his work and never cared about his own business. He fixed his eyes on the hazy phantom of the sword spirit, and when it sank into the sword again, he said succinctly, "Sword spirit, no lie .”

The Great Elder is highly respected in the sect, and when he said this, he basically accepted Shen Zhixian's words, and everyone immediately turned their attention to Yan Shen, seeing him almost collapsed.

"Master! Yan Jin has long been bewitched, and he has plots against you and the entire sect! This disciple is here to let you see Yan Jin's true face!" Yan Shen screamed sharply and was forced to a dead end. He put all his eggs in one basket, "Sovereign Song knows all about what this disciple has done...Sect Master Song, you promised me! As long as——"

"presumptuous!"

A teacup was smashed hard in front of Yan Shen, the splashed fragments scratched his arm, and blood flowed down.

Shen Zhixian's expression turned cold, and his eyes were heavy and cold: "Zhuzi is rude! Not only did he cause a catastrophe of fornicating the demon cultivator, but he also slandered the suzerain!"

He seemed to be extremely angry: "Yan Shen made such a big mistake, it was because of my inability to teach... I would like to ask everyone to be a witness today, I Shen Zhixian, today I will expel this traitor from the sect!"

Amid the uproar, Shen Zhixian took off the sword at his waist, threw it backhanded to Yan Jin behind him, and said decisively: "A person with a wicked heart is not worthy of being named Qingyun. Today, your spiritual power will be dispersed, and it will be a master and apprentice." This is the end."

He turned sideways, turned his head and whispered to Yan Jin, "Go."

The turn of events was jaw-dropping.

Yan Jin clenched the sword in her hand, as calm as he was, and was too shocked by Shen Zhixian's actions today.He pursed his lips, saw that Shen Zhixian's clenched fists were half-hidden in his sleeves, his expression was already pale, he gritted his teeth, and walked out.

Yan Shen suddenly panicked, got up and wanted to run away.

Yan Jin drew his sword out of its sheath, and Shuang Hui's sword light was lingering, pointing at Yan Shen who was a few steps away, a sword energy pinned him to the ground and he could not break free.

There is only one way to dissipate the so-called spiritual power, and that is to cut off a piece of spiritual root, so that the spiritual power can no longer circulate and remain in the body.

It's like a long water pipe, once it's cut off, it can't be connected anymore, and the water can't flow.

Yan Shen struggled frantically, unable to avoid the gleaming sword tip, he roared in despair, breaking his spiritual root, he was about to become useless, unable to retain his spiritual power, he would never be able to step into it again in this life. The road to immortality!

He was so frightened that he yelled indiscriminately, from Song Ming to Shen Zhixian, yelling all over again, making Song Ming's face darken and heavy.

He really wanted to keep Yan Shen safe, at least let him shut up now and stop talking nonsense.However, Shen Zhixian's attitude made it difficult for him to intervene.

He was so angry that he grinded his back molars again and again, he hated Yan Shen's incompetence and Shen Zhixian's hypocrisy.In the end, she took a deep breath, and when she was about to speak, Yan Jin had already raised the sword in her hand, and with a swipe of sword energy, she severed Yan Shen's spiritual root!

Blood gushed from his wound, quickly staining the ground beneath him red.

Yan Shen let out a scream that almost broke the sky, he rolled on the ground, and the pain was incoherent: "Yan Jin! You lowly person—ah! You will die!"

"Shen Zhixian—Shen Zhixian—you ruthless person! It's useless for me to respect you so much!" He gasped heavily, like a poisonous snake on the verge of death, his eyes of resentment and hatred tightly wrapped around Yan Jin, spitting out the most foul-smelling venom, "Yan Jin, don't...don't be complacent!"

"Shen Zhixian, if he can treat me like this today, in the future, in the future, he will surely hurt you cruelly and abandon you like a shoestring!"

When he said this, his voice lowered because of the pain, and only Yan Jin heard it.

Yan Jin's eyes darkened, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened immediately, and the tip of the sword unconsciously tapped the ground, stained with deep blood.

"Buzz!"

The originally calm Shuang Hui suddenly shook violently, and Ling Lie's sword energy suddenly emerged, as if he was very resistant and disgusted with the blood.

The fourth elder frowned: "There is devilish energy... Elder Shen's Shuanghui is the most resistant to devilish energy. Yan Shen's blood..."

He said this sentence casually, without deliberately suppressing his voice, and he was immediately heard by the young disciples who were close to him, and the young disciples whispered to each other, and they all suddenly realized.

If they still had doubts in their hearts just now, the thin hairs of doubts have completely dissipated now—Shuanghui is the most resistant to demonic energy, but it is obediently allowed to be used by Yan Jin, but it reacts to Yan Shen's blood. as big!

Yan Shen said that Yan Jin has evil energy, that is all slander!The person who really colludes with the demon cultivator and has a demon in his heart is Yan Shen!

The young disciples suddenly realized, thought they had grasped the truth, and continued to talk nonsense.Seeing that the goal was achieved, the fourth elder stopped talking in satisfaction, and continued to drink tea and watch leisurely.

Yan Shen was already speechless, the pain of having his spiritual power drained from being cut off was not something ordinary people could bear, he collapsed on the ground, twitching, almost fainting.

The burly young man who was unwilling and tried to escape was detained by the same crippled spirit power, so on the surface, even if he had an explanation for the little disciple who died in vain, the rest of the twists and turns, can't be done like this Handled in front of multiple people.

Someone came to dispose of the corpse and the blood all over the ground, and the ending of the sword test meeting was completely ruined.Seeing that Song Ming above and all the elders looked unhappy, the young disciples chattered for a while and then gradually fell silent.

Song Ming pinched the center of her eyebrows irritably, still thinking about how to clean up this mess.Looking at Shen Zhixian's posture today, Song Ming wouldn't believe that he was totally ignorant and defenseless about this matter.

Of course Song Ming knew what Yan Shen was planning today.He watched Yan Shen's actions with cold eyes, quietly pampered him behind his back, and even helped him a little - otherwise, how could that little devil come in so easily?

Shen Zhixian was not easy to deal with, and he didn't expect today's incident to bring Shen Zhixian down, but if something happened to Yan Jin, it would still affect Shen Zhixian's status to some extent.And if it really succeeds, the only apprentice Shen Zhixian can rely on is Yan Shen...

That would make it easier for him to plan in the future.

But he didn't expect that Yan Shen, a useless trash, would steal money once again.After Yan Shen stumbled on the Cangjian Pavilion a few years ago, he shouldn't trust Yan Shen anymore!

It's all nonsense to say that it is safe!In vain, he tried his best to arrange people beside Shen Zhixian. He originally wanted to use him to stir up trouble and ruin Shen Zhixian's reputation, but it was useless at all!

What happened today, apart from the beginning, all the subsequent trends were beyond Song Ming's expectations.

Song Ming really wanted to strike Yan Shen's two swords in person, so as not to turn around and spit out something unfavorable to him. Although he did not end in person every time he negotiated, if Shen Zhixian really didn't care about it, he would start to investigate...

Song Ming took a deep breath, and was about to ask Shen Zhixian to bring the person back first—as long as Shen Zhixian brought the person back, he would secretly move his hands and feet, and it would not be easy to kill a person!

At that time, the person died in Wufeng, and it had nothing to do with him... He collected himself, and just opened his mouth halfway, when there was another movement from Shen Zhixian's side.

"Master!"

"Elder Shen!"

"what--"

All kinds of surprised and flustered voices suddenly sounded, Song Ming's eyebrows twitched, and when she turned her head to look over, she saw Shen Zhixian spit out a mouthful of blood in a panic, closed his eyes, and passed out.

Song Ming: "..."

Song Ming crushed a corner of the desk.