It's Not Easy Being a Master

Shen Zhixian coughed lightly, but he didn't panic too much. He got off Yan Jin calmly, and greeted the fourth elder with his usual expression: "Master, good evening."

The fourth elder looked at him, then at Yan Jin, hesitant to speak.

Shen Zhixian said: "Uncle Master doesn't recognize us?"

The Fourth Elder looked blank: "You...he...what are you doing..."

He almost forgot why he came here tonight, all he could think about was the image of Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin embracing each other intimately - the little nephew and his apprentice went out, what happened? !

Shen Zhixian tilted his head and thought for a while, then said tactfully: "Probably, normal behavior between Taoist couples?"

Fourth Elder: "..."

Fourth Elder: "???"

The fourth elder was too dazed to return to his senses.

Shen Zhixian thoughtfully gave him time to accept, went to get the tea set and other things, and made tea on the Xiaoyu table next to him.

Shen Zhixian didn't taste it here once. The high-quality spiritual tea leaves were stretched in the boiling hot water. The faint tea fragrance finally awakened the Fourth Elder. He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his face: "You should carefully consider this matter."

Shen Zhixian paused while sipping tea.

Yan Jin clenched her hands slightly on her knees.

The Fourth Elder said: "Although our Qingyun Sect will not interfere in the private affairs of our disciples, it's not good for you to be so anonymous. If you think about it, you should choose a date and settle it..."

After the fourth elder came back to his senses, he talked more and more vigorously: "There has been no excitement in the sect for a long time, so take this opportunity to have a good time..."

Shen Zhixian glanced at Yan Jin, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, seeing the fourth elder's eyes sparkle, he could only interrupt aloud: "Master, we will make good preparations for this matter. Is there something important for you to come over late at night? "

The Fourth Elder stopped talking, and finally remembered the business. He hesitated for a while, and in the dark night, he looked at Shen Zhixian carefully, and asked solemnly: "Are you back? See you, Xiao Sui?"

——The Fourth Elder really knew that he had been taken away.

Shen Zhixian's heart relaxed, and he nodded without hesitation: "Master, it's me."

He stood up, withdrew his expression slightly, respectfully bowed deeply to the fourth elder, and said gratefully: "Master and uncle have worked hard in those years, and this junior dare not forget."

This look and gesture is absolutely impossible for the monster who seized the house to make it.Even when Shen Zhixian's temperament changed a few years ago, it was not the same.

The fourth elder stopped talking.I don't know what he thought of, in the night, his eyes gradually glowed with water, he raised his hand, picked up the teacup, regardless of the hot tea, gulped it down in one gulp, suppressed the excitement in his heart, it took a long time Choked out a sentence: "Brother Wen would be so happy if he found out..."

When Shen Zhixian had an accident that year, he was dragged by Senior Brother Wen to save others, and he saw many situations where Senior Brother Wen was frowning and sighing.

Shen Zhixian is a rare genius, he was taken away, he himself regretted it for a long time, and tried his best to treat it.It's just that after Senior Brother Wen went, the half-demon who seized the house was no longer suppressed, and his behavior became more and more perverse. He had no choice but to ponder in secret, holding on to that little hope.

Finally, his real little nephew came back...

It's a pity that Senior Brother Wen will never see this scene again.

He stretched out his hand to support Shen Zhixian, and said comfortingly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

The three sat down.Shen Zhixian's real experience sounds too unbelievable. If he hadn't been the person who experienced all this himself, he would have found it hard to believe it.

He didn't want the Fourth Elder to worry too much, so he picked up the easy things and explained a little bit. He only said that he went down the mountain, found Shark Lin, and healed his heart disease. drove away.

The Fourth Elder asked a few words to confirm that he was really back and he was all right. First he breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned: "So, you have traveled together all the way, and you have never been separated?"

Shen Zhixian nodded: "Probably so."

The Fourth Elder frowned even deeper: "In the early days, there was a rumor about Yan Jin...that Yan Jin killed many people outside. Several small sects sent people to make trouble a few times."

"It's Yan Shen who is playing tricks." Shen Zhixian's expression sank, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Uncle Shi, I have something related to Shizun, and I want to tell you..."

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Deep in the desert.

The moonlight is hazy, and the sky is full of yellow sand, which is charming to the eyes.The frail young man dragged his heavy steps and struggled to keep up with the tall man in front of him—it was really heavy, with each foot making a deep mark.

He gasped.The wind and sand were too strong, and his lips were chapped and aching.Seeing the man walking further and further away, the young man had no choice but to call out: "Wait...wait for me..."

The man didn't turn his head back, nor did he stop. He only slowed down a little, and said with a cold voice, "When you get out of the desert, you can leave on your own."

Where the man could not see, the boy's voice remained weak, but his face was so calm that no trace of worry or fear could be seen: "You saved me, I should repay you..."

"No need."

These two cold and blunt words cannot be discussed.

The young man gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to go up and beat him up—what's wrong with this man, if he doesn't go on a good road, what kind of desert does he have to come to?

It's okay to come to the desert, but to save such a "weak and pitiful" little beauty, he has such a cold attitude!

The bald monk is right, Chen Li is a big ice cube without feelings, and he deserves to be single for the rest of his life.

The young man was groaning, and was thinking how to pretend to be crippled, to pretend to be pitiful, and get close to Chen Wei's body, when the yellow sand suddenly rolled up not far away like a sea wave, and a sand demon like a red cloud rolled over quickly.

As a "powerless" and "weak and pitiful" person, the boy immediately hid behind Chen Wei, taking the opportunity to get close to him.

However, before he succeeded in achieving this goal, Chen Wei raised his hand, and the crimson fiery long whip slammed on the red cloud, smashing it to pieces.

The speed was so fast, as if he blinked his eyes, the boy was two or three steps away from Chen Wei, and the sand demon disappeared.

After the dust settled, the two of them found out that the red cloud was just a crimson shirt, and they didn't know which poor man it belonged to. It died here, leaving only a shirt, which was mistakenly knocked up when it was rolled up by the sneak attacking sand demon. Hit and wrapped.

The clothes were torn apart by the whip and scattered on the ground. The wind blew the sand, and they were soon covered with a layer of sand, and the color became much darker.

I don't know where he poked Chen Li, but he suddenly raised his hand and gave another whip.

Sparks splashed from the tip of the whip onto several pieces of broken clothes, and within a short while, the pieces of clothes were completely burnt, and another gust of wind swept over, blowing away the ashes, melting them into the sand, and disappearing.

The boy's eyes deepened, and he said innocently: "You hate red?"

Chen Wei ignored it.

Unwilling to give up, the young man reached out to touch the fiery red whip: "This whip is beautiful..."

Before he stretched out his hand completely, Chen Wei quickly rolled the whip back to his wrist, turned his head to look at him, ice blades could fly out of his eyes, and forcibly froze the boy's hand in place.

The boy exchanged a glance with him, then withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

But a whip, is there such a treasure...he has it too!

A long, long time ago, he also knew how to whip!You will never be relentless in pumping out demons and ghosts all over the ground to fight monsters!

The wind blew a few soft whimpers, and the two of them followed the sound and looked around. A group of small hedgehogs curled up behind a stone, only half of their body was exposed, trembling.

A young little monster Cub.

This desert is very strange, there are all kinds of monsters, and it is not surprising that there is a hedgehog.Looking at the lonely appearance of the little guy, most likely its parents have been swallowed up by other big monsters, leaving it alone.

A sigh flashed in the boy's eyes.

Chen Wei doesn't have a good impression of ghosts and ghosts, and when he sees the little hedgehog, he immediately raises his hand.

The young man didn't care too much, and quickly rushed over to hug Chen Wei's arm: "Don't hurt it!"

This happened suddenly, Chen Wei was hugged upright by him, his expression turned cold, he didn't even care about the little hedgehog, subconsciously he waved his hand, trying to shake the boy away.

He didn't deliberately restrain his strength, the boy staggered a few steps backwards by him, and fell to the ground, just in front of the little hedgehog.

Hands on the gravel, a little pain.The young man raised his hand as if nothing had happened, slapped the gravel off his palm, and wiped off a little blood.

He ignored Chen Wei, turned around and looked at the little hedgehog.

The little guy was very frightened, he tried his best to roll himself up, and his body was covered with thorns.But it's too small, the thorns are not very hard, and it doesn't prick people when touched lightly.

If he met other monsters, he would have no ability to protect himself at all.

The young man looked at it for a moment, and sighed silently. With the cover of his body, he flicked his fingertips, and a small forgetful flower bloomed and fell on his fingertips, and fell on the little hedgehog.

Probably because the breath contained in the flower is very soft, the little hedgehog paused for a moment, and after a while, it carefully stretched its body, poked out its little head, looked at the young man defensively with eyes like little beans, and then quickly He quickly gathered the flower up to his belly, then curled up again, rolled into a ball together with the flower, and rolled away behind the stone.

The young man laughed, stood up, turned around, but saw Chen Wei looking at him coldly: "Wangguihua——Si Fei?"

Ok? ? ?

Is this man a dog nose?

Such a small flower, the breath is so weak that it can hardly be heard, can he detect it like this!

Si Fei backed away quickly, dodging Chen Li's furious whip, restrained her weak tone, and said with a smile: "We've been together all the way, we should have some feelings, don't be so fierce!"

Without saying a word, Chen Wei waved the long whip so that only an afterimage was left. Si Fei had no weapon and did not fight back. beat?"

Chen Wei said coldly: "You monsters are the most vicious and unintentional, if it weren't for you back then—" His words stopped abruptly, but the strikes were even more ruthless.

Si Fei was keenly aware of something, and was about to ask questions about this topic, but a cloud of black air came out of the sand quietly out of the corner of her eyes, and she was about to pounce on Chen Wei.

And Chen Wei was chasing him with all his heart, seemingly unaware of it.

The corners of Si Fei's eyes twitched, and almost without hesitation, he went up to Chen Li's whip, and with a wave of his hand, countless moon-white flowers formed a barrier to block the black air.

The whip hit the back of his hand, leaving a wound dripping with blood, which was burning and painful, and the black aura was also extremely violent, breaking through the flower formation all at once, and continued to rush towards the two of them.

Si Fei was the first to bear the brunt, and behind him was Chen Wei.

He decisively yelled, and dodged back, "just in time" crashed into Chen Wei's arms. In a critical moment, Chen Wei had no time to control him, so he waved his whip to block the black air.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Wei felt a hand touch his arms.

His expression froze, and the next moment he saw Si Fei with a sly smile on his lips, holding a book in his hand, and quickly slipped away.

"You're looking for death——" Chen Wei was breathing cold air all over his body, spitting out icy balls word by word, dancing his whip into a phantom, and flinging it with a murderous aura.

The wound on the back of Si Fei's hand was still bleeding, and the demonic energy smelled blood, and it became more and more arrogant. It rushed over with all its teeth and claws, and Si Fei cunningly led it to attack Chen Wei.

Fighting with Chen Wei many times, Si Fei is very aware of Chen Wei's strength, but this magic energy seems to be different from ordinary monsters, it looks much stronger, Chen Wei was forced to deal with it for a while, but he couldn't help it .

However, the magic energy also couldn't do anything to him.

Seeing this scene, Si Fei took the opportunity to turn around with oil on her feet and was about to slip away.

He was still holding the bald monk's stack of destiny papers in his hand, Chen Wei saw it, and didn't want to let him go, while resisting the demonic energy, he was distracted to stop him.

Si Fei avoided the long whip and said with a smile, "Here you are, don't worry..." He raised his hand, and threw the booklet towards Chen Wei.

With Chen Likong's free hand, he subconsciously grabbed the book, and at that moment, Si Fei had disappeared, and the devilish energy had no target, making it even more difficult to entangle.

Chen Wei stuffed the book into his bosom, without Si Fei fanning the flames beside him, he was merciless this time, and quickly blew the black air everywhere, leaving a tiny wisp of pure black, Probably feeling bad, taking advantage of Chen Wei's inattention, he got into the sand and disappeared.

This fight was full of dust and dust.

In the wind and sand, Chen Wei wrapped the whip around his wrist expressionlessly, and took out the book from his arms.

The dilapidated book turned into a wisp of smoke in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a single flower left, quietly pinched by his fingertips.

Chen Wei stared at the flower for a while, sneered, raised his hand and wanted to throw the flower to the ground mercilessly, but before he let go of his fingers, he stopped again, and after a while, he flipped his wrist , put the flower away, and then squeezed out a thin piece of paper from his arms.

——It was a piece of destiny paper without words.

……

Si Fei didn't look back, Chen Li was a cold mad dog when he started, he had seen it before, and he didn't want to be caught.

Hurriedly returning to the place agreed with the bald monk, he turned around and checked carefully, and after confirming that Chen Wei had not caught up, he was relieved, and threw the book back to the bald monk.

The bald monk took it and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Ah, my little baby..."

Only then did Si Fei have the time to deal with the wound on the back of his hand.Chen Li was merciless, the wound looked hideous, he gasped to clean it up, and said angrily: "Put it away, you won't be able to get it back next time."

Seeing that he was injured, the bald monk came over anxiously to help, but was pushed away by Si Fei. He paused and simply opened the book.

The booklet was in his hands, and the pages were turned over, and words gradually appeared on the pages that had nothing on them.

The bald monk turned over and said, "Shen knew Xian's soul was too weak in his last life, so he had to use the fate paper to open up a small world for him to nourish his soul... Now that everything is back on track, this small world should be sealed."

He turned to that page, closed his eyes slightly, and sealed the small world where Shen Zhixian stayed briefly.

It was not an easy task, and the bald monk was sweating all over his head after the completion.He breathed a sigh of relief, carefully watched the page of destiny paper that had been written gradually return to blank, then wiped the sweat from his brow, and fiddled with the book casually.

"Yan Jin is now controlling the wasteland, and Shen Zhixian is living well. At least this life has been saved. I hope there will be no more troubles, otherwise the monk's sin will be great, and he will not be able to atone for his sins in thousands of reincarnations." ..."

He flipped through the book casually, and suddenly found something, and stopped his movements. After a while, he held the book in front of him, and carefully looked at the inconspicuous tear marks in the gap.

"A Fei, why is your page missing?"

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