It's Not Easy Being a Master

Yan Jin is an extremely tenacious person.

He didn't collapse when he was bullied in every way when he was a child, he didn't collapse when he faced countless demons and ghosts alone, and he didn't even collapse when he was forced to go to the wasteland to become a demon again when his spiritual root was cut off.

The only moment when Yan Jin collapsed was when Song Ming lay at his feet covered in blood and told him all the truth.

At that time, Qing Yunzong had already been tossed around by Song Ming to the point where Yan Jin effortlessly destroyed the sect that had subjected him to so much humiliation, leaving only Song Ming struggling at his feet dying.

Song Ming felt the killing intent from Yan Jin.He was trembling all over, blood was flowing from the wound, he was embarrassed and ridiculous, but he couldn't escape, in front of Yan Jin, he was vulnerable.

However, he was not reconciled.

He looked at Yan Jin, fear, pain, hatred and reluctance mixed together, making his expression extremely hideous, he smiled strangely, there was a hint of sarcasm in this smile, and coughed a mouthful of dirty blood onto the ground , he said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Jin, do you still remember who you killed?"

Yan Jin didn't answer, and looked down at Song Ming casually, condescendingly, as if looking at an insignificant ant, and there was no emotion in her dark red eyes.

After being enchanted, Yan Jin's hands were stained with too much blood, there were demons, ghosts, immortals and human beings, countless, if there is anything to remember, it should be...

His master.

That directly caused the master who he looks like now.

The one who broke his spiritual roots and ruined all his hopes.

——No, that person is not worthy to be his master at all!His master shouldn't be like this!

The redness in Yan Jin's eyes deepened. When he was brought back by Song Ming at the edge of the wasteland, he was too seriously infected by the demonic energy, and his memory was confused for a long time. It was not until he became possessed by the demon that he gradually recovered his memory and completely recalled the time when he hugged him. his people.

See you in his year.

Where did his years go?Why did his Suijian disappear...

He searched for so long, searched so many places, asked so many people, but couldn't find him again, where did he go?

Sui Jian is so powerful, he can survive in the wasteland, and Sui Jian will definitely be able to——

"I'm afraid you don't know that Shen Zhixian once went out to practice under the pseudonym Sui Jian, and when he came back, he was dead—oh, it's not dead, after all, the half-demon took his house, so at least he lived for him for a few more years."

"I heard that you have been looking for someone in recent years, so I don't know if the Suijian you're looking for has anything to do with Shen Zhixian hahahahaha——"

With a flash of sword light, Song Ming uttered a sharp scream, clutching the bloody wound on his shoulder and rolling all over the ground, a piece of arm was cut off and flew not far away, wrapped in a cloud of black air, and soon there were only a few bones left .

Yan Jin's eyes were about to bleed, and the hand holding the long sword trembled slightly because of too much force, and the icy killing intent emerged from him, almost shattering Song Ming into ice slag: "What did you say? ?”

"Ha, hahaha..." The blood couldn't stop at all, and Song Ming felt that his life was not long, so he just didn't care about anything, just clutched his wound and gasped, laughing revengefully, "Yan Jin, You have become a Demon Lord, you have become majestic, you have killed Shen Zhixian, you have killed Sui Jian—hahahahaha—"

The malicious laughter stopped abruptly. Song Ming couldn't see how Yan Jin swung his sword clearly. He just felt that his whole body suddenly became light and light, floating in mid-air like fog, surrounded by blood, and a gust of wind blew him away. However, his consciousness drifted away.

Ji Ji camped for a lifetime, with the lives of countless masters and juniors on his hands, Song Ming's final end was nothing but ashes and smoke.

But once a tiny hole is punctured in the thin paper that hides the truth, the rest can't be hidden for long.

"Are you going to kill me? You'll regret it..."

"You killed him...you are going to kill him..."

The words Shen Zhixian said before his death suddenly popped up in his mind, Yan Jin's pupils constricted suddenly, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and every breath he breathed was soaked in pain and despair.

——Yan Jin is crazy.

Qing Yunzong was already in ruins. Yan Jin was digging the soil with his bare hands in the place that originally belonged to the forbidden room. His fingers were dripping with blood. Without even looking at the long sword beside him, he pushed aside pieces of rubble and mud with trembling hands, and finally Under the inconspicuous stone, I found a corner of the broken clothes.

The robe was no bigger than a palm, soaked in fresh blood, because of the long time, the blood stains had turned dark brown, and the whole garment was dry and hard, it seemed that a little force would shatter into fly ash.

Yan Jin knelt in front of the ruined wall, holding the corner of the clothes that vaguely smelled of Shen Zhixian, stared at it for a while in a daze, her throat sweetened, and she vomited out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the corner of the clothes.

How could the fragile corner of the clothes withstand a mouthful of blood from the Demon Lord, and it melted into Yan Jin's blood without a sound, drop by drop, dripping between Yan Jin's fingers, without leaving a single thought he.

……

The demon king Yan Jin who came from the wilderness raged in the entire world of cultivating immortals like crazy. He seemed to have completely lost his mind. No matter whether it is a monster or a fairy cultivator of various sects, as long as he bumps into Yan Jin, he will become him. The dead under the sword.

All of a sudden, the world of immortal cultivators was in chaos. While the immortal cultivators were trying their best to kill all kinds of monsters that escaped from the wasteland, they also had to be on guard when Yan Jin would suddenly appear again. It was really miserable.

The world of Immortal Cultivation ushered in the second catastrophe. The first time was the great turmoil of thousands of demons and demons thousands of years ago. At any rate, there were still several powerful people who suppressed that time and drove the demons to the wasteland. But this time, The world of cultivating immortals has been stable for too long, but no one can suppress Yan Jin one or two.

This situation lasted for nearly a year, and the entire world of immortal cultivation was almost destroyed.

Until Yan Jin finally found the Undead City through untold hardships.

——It is rumored that there is a soul-retracing grass in the undead city, which can travel back in time and repair the soul.

——This is Yan Jin's last hope.

The man covered in distress carefully held an ever-burning lamp. There was no candle in the lamp, only a broken bone, wrapped in a hazy light, and vaguely looked at as a figure.

It's just that this figure is weak and thin, as if it will disperse when the wind blows.

"See you, don't be afraid, I found you... I will find you back." The man murmured in a low voice, with desperation suppressed in his voice.

The Immortal City originally existed to protect the seal restriction of the wasteland. After the seal restriction of the wasteland was completely broken, this mysterious undead city was also quietly hidden by the city lord, Si Fei. It was also extremely difficult for Yan Jin to find this place. place.

The Soul Traversing Grass is also very important to the Undead City, but Si Fei didn't know what to think, and she didn't stop her, so she handed over the Soul Tracer Grass.

After Yan Jin left, the forgetful flowers around him quickly withered. Si Fei covered her lips, coughed a few times under her throat, and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in a muffled voice.

He tossed the blood-stained veil casually, and the veil ignited in mid-air, burned to ashes, and dispersed with the wind.

The bald monk turned out from the shadows and looked at the young man in scarlet clothes worriedly: "Without the soul-recovering grass, can you still hold back the Wangguihua?"

"If you don't give the Soul Resurrection Grass, the first thing I can't suppress is that God of Death." Si Fei said, "Did you hear what he just said?"

The bald monk was silent, and the scene just now flashed before his eyes.

"If only one person dies, are you going to take the whole world to be buried with him?" The young man in scarlet clothes asked calmly while standing among the flowers.

Yan Jin's expression was calmer than that of the young man, but there was a destructive ruthlessness in this calmness: "Why not?"

The invisible murderous aura caused all the forgetful flowers around Yan Jin to wither, and the bald monk trembled: "I can't hold it back..."

He babbled on for a while, then suddenly sighed, and there was a trace of melancholy in his half-closed eyes: "In my life, I have calculated the big hexagram three times."

The first hexagram is Yan Jin.

When the bald monk met Yan Jin for the first time, he was still a newborn child.At that time, the bald monk was also young and energetic, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. He happened to pass by and saw Xiao Yanjin, and caught a glimpse of his face.

This hexagram ruined a newborn innocent child.

The second hexagram refers to Sect Master Wen of the Qingyun Sect.

He met Sect Master Wen during his training, and he was regarded as a close friend. On a whim, he once made a fortune teller for Sect Master Wen, and the result was shocking—it was a divinatory sign that foreshadowed death.

This hexagram failed to hide Sect Master Wen, and Wen Sect Master also failed to escape the fate indicated by this hexagram.In the dead of night, the bald monk sometimes thought that if he hadn't calculated this hexagram, Sect Master Wen might not have given everything to his disciples so calmly, but instead ignored himself, and he would not be able to die safely after being calculated.

This hexagram ruined his only true friend.

"The third hexagram..." The bald monk sighed heavily, "You shouldn't, you shouldn't. When Yan Jin fell into a demon, he made another hexagram for him."

After the calculation of the third hexagram, he passed on the fate of Yan Jin who was born with a cursed star that would endanger the world. His original intention was to let all the immortal cultivators join forces to suppress Yan Jin and all the monsters in the wasteland. So powerful, and the immortal cultivators are not as united as he imagined, Yan Jin has been fighting and killing all the way so far, but he is not suppressed at all.

With this hexagram, he ruined the entire world of cultivating immortals.

—No, there might be salvation.

The bald monk took a deep breath, and took out the natal weapon that had been idle for a long time from his arms - a thick stack of destiny papers.

……

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals discovered that the terrifying big devil suddenly disappeared, without warning, he suddenly disappeared.

No one knew where he went, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead. All the immortal cultivators looked at each other while rebuilding the sect——has the big devil been cleaned up?

No, it doesn't.

It's just that those who can hold down the big devil "live".

Seeing the current situation, Sui Jian couldn't actually call it back to life, he just managed to condense that incomplete soul a little bit under the effect of the Soul Traversing Grass.

His bones had been lost for a long time. After Yan Jin left, Song Ming came back quietly and set fire to the whole secret room.

Yan Jin searched through the ruins of Qing Yunzong, only to find a broken bone the size of a finger.

With trembling hands, he cherished the broken bones in his heart, feeling the familiar breath that was so weak that it was almost gone, his heart was so painful that it almost burst.

Later, Yan Jin spent countless thoughts, and I don't know how long it took, before exhausting her spiritual power, and squeezed out a body for Sui Jian.

The piece of broken bone was wrapped by Yan Jin with top-quality spiritual jade, tied with a red string, and hung around Sui Jian's neck, which seemed to hold this body fabricated by spiritual power.

Sui Jian's soul is incomplete, and when he wakes up, his whole body is ignorant, not to mention that he has no memory of his life, at this moment he is like a newborn baby, his eyes are clear and bright, full of bewilderment.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Yan Jin.Yan Jin's gaze was burning, but there was no malice, Sui Jian looked at him and blinked.

Then he saw that the eyes of the man in front of him suddenly turned red, and hot tears slid down his cheeks, dripping on the back of his hand, which made him shiver slightly, and instinctively let out a soft cry.

This sound awakened Yan Jin. Yan Jin took his completely powerless hand, placed a hot kiss on the back of that white hand, and called out with a sob: "See you."

"I finally found you."

Because of Sui Jian's health, Yan Jin didn't take him back to the wilderness, the environment there was too bad for Sui Jian to live in, so Yan Jin found another place with beautiful mountains and rivers, built a house by himself, and lived with Sui Jian in.

For a long time after Sui Jian first woke up, he was very fragile and fell asleep most of the time. The fatigue caused by the insufficiency of his soul made him unable to stay awake for a long time.

Yan Jin then found elixir beneficial to the soul from everywhere, or refined it into pills, or ground it into elixir juice, fed it to Sui Jian every day, and wiped his body with the elixir juice repeatedly, so that His soul is a little more solid.

He wanted to use the Soul Retracement Grass, but the Soul Retracement Grass was still immature and had no effect, so Yan Jin could only keep it.

Soul-returning grass is a divine grass left over from ancient times. Divine grass is always difficult to grow. When Si Fei gave the grass, she explained to Yan Jin that the soul-recovering grass needs to be nourished with heart blood. Whoever uses it can use that person's blood to nourish it. If someone else's blood is to be used, the amount must be doubled.

However, Sui Jian has a soul, so where is his heart, not to mention the pain of taking his heart, even if he had, Yan Jin was not willing to let Sui Jian suffer, so he quietly raised it by himself.

I don't know how long it took, Sui Jian's condition got better, and he was able to wake up for several hours every day. Those who could not move before could only be carried around by Yan Jin, and now they can also walk for a while with Yan Jin's support. the way.

It was probably because Yan Jin was the first person I saw when I first woke up, or maybe it was the subconsciousness left in the depths of my soul, who was very dependent on Yan Jin.

This kind of dependence is not to the point of sticking to Yan Jin all the time, but sometimes when Sui Jian has been in a daze for a long time, he will suddenly turn his head to look at Yan Jin, and when he sees that the other party is still by his side, he will smile and be satisfied She nestled into his arms and continued to be in a daze.

Yan Jin cherished him in her arms like holding a rare treasure.

There are still some ghosts and ghosts in the wilderness.It's not that they stayed there voluntarily, but mainly because they were scared by Yan Jin's beating.These demons and ghosts have been suppressed in the wilderness for thousands of years, and their minds for making troubles have been worn down. Yan Jin subdued them violently, but it also made them all willingly respect Yan Jin as their master and call them their lords.

There are a few little monsters that are not so ferocious and stay near Yan Jin's residence for Yan Jin to drive.

When there is nothing to do, the little monsters are diligently digging around, planting flowers, digging ponds and raising fish, trying to make the surrounding environment more interesting, so that they can laugh every year.

Here, it's a great thing for Sui Jian to smile!

Although I don't know what happened between Your Majesty and this white-clothed man named Sui Jian, but Your Majesty really cares about Sui Jian, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he values ​​Sui Jian more than his own life. Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting.

As long as he smiles every year, His Majesty's mood will become very good, and he will restrain his arrogance a little bit towards these little monsters-God knows how shivering they are living under Yan Jin's pressure every day!

They wish they could laugh every day and every time they see each other, and it’s best to laugh until the lord forgets to trouble them—well, what does the book say in those human words?

**The day is high, and the king will not go to court early.

They don’t understand what the early court is, but the first half of the sentence is clear. After all, no matter how small they look, they are still a thousand-year-old monster. They should understand everything. They don’t ask for respect. Don't fight with them online, and don't make trouble with them.

So a few fluffy monsters jump up and down every day, just to make the New Year laugh, which makes this peaceful day a little more fun.

The sun rises and the moon sets, spring, summer, autumn and winter, just like that, a long, long time has passed.

These years, Sui Jian has been taken care of by Yan Jin carefully, and has been raised very well. He is fed with elixir and soaked in elixir, so he looks like an ordinary person after all.

Yan Jin relaxed a little, and sometimes went out to look for more elixir.He didn't dare to leave for too long, he usually went out during the day and would come back before sunset - Sui Jian felt extremely insecure at night, he would never leave a step.

In the early morning of this day, Sui Jian woke up from a hazy sleep, and Yan Jin hugged him and said, "Today, a spiritual fruit is about to ripen, I should go and pick it back, and it will be swallowed by the companion beast later."

As long as there is a high-quality spirit fruit, there will be a companion beast next to it. The higher the quality, the more powerful the companion beast will be, and sometimes there will be more than one companion beast.

Sui Jian frowned when he heard the name of the companion beast, hugged Yan Jin unhappily, rubbed against his chest, and whispered: "I'm fine, can't I just pick it?"

As powerful as Yan Jin, sometimes it is inevitable to get a little bit injured when facing a large group of companion beasts. The injury is not serious, and it can only be regarded as a minor injury in terms of what he has suffered before, but Sui Jian saw it. , is still distressed.

Perhaps it is an instinct from the depths of the soul.

Yan Jin half hugged him and got up, dressed him, gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of Sui Jian's eyes from yawning with her fingertips, and said softly, "I'll be back soon, I won't get hurt." Yes, see Sui and wait for me for a while, okay?"

Sullenly seeing off people, Sui Jian lazily kicked off his shoes, walked around the room barefoot, and finally walked to the soft couch by the window and sat down recliningly.

The window was only half open, and the breeze was blowing gently. Sui Jian half-closed his eyes and yawned lazily.He was raised so lazily by Yan Jin that he didn't even bother to open the window. He looked out through a small gap, and happened to see a few small birds chirping on the branches.

After dazed for a while, Sui Jian fell asleep again, just as he closed his eyes and was about to take a nap, a small murmur suddenly came from outside the window.

They are the two little monsters that Yan Jin left here, a rabbit with lop ears and a squirrel with a big tail.

The outside affairs and Yan Jin's identity were known to all ages. Yan Jin didn't hide it from him, but he didn't care too much. For him, it was enough that Yan Jin treated him well.

These two little monsters are the ones who can't bear loneliness the most, and like to mutter the most. They just think that Sui Jian is sleeping in the house, and they don't think too much, just gossiping in the shade under the eaves.

Rabbit said: "Sister Peacock said that Your Majesty has been returning to the wasteland less and less recently. She just sent a message saying that there are a lot of affairs piled up in the wasteland."

The squirrel said: "Oh, there is nothing to do about it. Right now, His Majesty is indulging in the gentleness of the beauty, so it's normal not to care about the wasteland."

Rabbit said: "That's right. Your Majesty has been single for many years. Men are like this after being depressed for a long time. By the way, speaking of it, is the latest picture album of the fox demon released?"

The squirrel was changed from the topic, hugging its big tail, digging through the fluff, and took out a picture album: "It's out! I just asked another demon to buy it!"

This is said to be a story adapted and created by a fox demon based on his own experience, but the fox demon does not know how to read, so he can only draw it, and the painting is lifelike.

The rabbit flipped the pages flexibly with its long ears, and excitedly said: "Where did you see it last time? Oh, I saw the fox demon meeting the emperor of the world, and the emperor was immediately tempted by him..."

The two monsters huddled together, muttering to each other while reading the picture album, and the discussion was very lively, with a few sentences mixed in between, such as "Your Majesty looks like this emperor", "I'm afraid the one in the room is also a fox demon" and so on. wait for a joke.

This is a story about a vixen, a bewitching culprit who caused the emperor to lose his country. After listening to it for a while, Sui Jian thought it was quite interesting.It was rare for him to be interested, so he pushed open the window and shouted to the two fluffy ones: "What are you watching? I want to watch too."

So when Yan Jin came back that evening, he saw only a rabbit and a squirrel guarding the door anxiously, hesitating to speak.

He frowned, releasing invisible coercion: "Why?"

The squirrel hugged its big tail and forced its courage: "Elder-in-law is in there to take a look at the picture album..."

They dare not call Sui Jian by his name directly, and they don't know what kind of identity Sui Jian is, so they imitate human beings and call him son.

Seeing that it was shaking so much that its hair was going bald, Yan Jin didn't speak anymore, and pushed the door open.

Sui Jian leaned loosely on the soft couch, his clothes were slightly disheveled, his slender fingers happened to turn over a page, he was fascinated by it, and didn't notice his return at all.

Monsters are always more open and bold, and this album tells such a story, some pictures are inevitably... boring.

Su Jian didn't understand these things very well, but it was probably instinctive. He looked at it and felt that the room was a little hot.There was no one there anyway, so he also loosened his clothes to cool off, and then continued to watch, watching with relish.

"See you at the age?" Yan Jin put the jade box containing the spiritual fruit on the table and walked over suspiciously.

When Sui Jian heard his voice, he came back to his senses. He took Yan Jin's extended hand, gently tugged, and dragged Yan Jin to the soft couch to sit down together. Yan Jin stuffed the picture album into Yan Jin's hand, pointed to the picture and said, "What are they doing?"

Subconsciously, Yan Jin lowered her head to look, and then took a breath.

The half-faded and charming fox demon is clinging to the emperor, doing all kinds of flirtatious things.

The author has something to say: It's not unreasonable for Jin Zai to think about Shen Zhixian's words in this life, it's all reincarnation retribution, hiccup.

This is Sunday's update (whisper: it's so long), and there is another chapter today (unknown length).

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