MTL - It’s Not Easy Being a Master-Chapter 14 Onset

Outside, the wind was cold and snowy, and Shen Zhixian responded, pointing sideways to the inside of the room: "Inside?"

Yan Jin shook her head and said, "The disciples want to ask Master, Brother Shao of Sanfeng is going to hold a discussion meeting on the sword, and invites the disciples to attend Sanfeng ..."

"Small meeting on swords?" Shen Zhixian groaned for a moment. This was a small banquet under which the protagonists and disciples under the elders of the main peaks gathered to discuss swords and swords --- the practice of this kind of thing can only progress if they exchange and discuss with each other.

In the past few years, Shen Zhixian watched the young man grow up a little bit, but he was more reticent day by day. He was very annoyed because he was afraid that he wouldn't raise people into arrogance. Now it is rare that Yan Jin is willing to participate in the event, of course he promised.

"Yan Shen also goes?"

Yan Jin bowed his head.

Shen Zhixian urged: "Stay away from him."

In the past few years, he deliberately ignored Yan Shen, but Yan Shen was unsatisfactory in his heart, and some people were stunned behind him. He did not embarrass his mind. Yan Jin was treated by Shen Zhixian secretly many times without converging. Instead, he became worse.

...... Sooner or later, I must find a reason to solve him, it is enough to coax the apprentice.

Yan Jin answered.

Shen Zhixian knew very well about his character, who would never say a word, and he waved his hand to let him leave.

The youth was about to step back, and Shen Zhixian suddenly remembered something, and stopped someone again: "The three elders helped me set up a matrix. When you come back, take it for me."

The three elders are good at arraying, and Shen Zhixian asked him to set up a warming array for him to help him--the cold winter and the heavy snow, even if he is not afraid of the cold, he does not like to breathe the cold air every night when he sleeps!

When Yan Jin left, Shen Zhixuan's sleepiness was almost eliminated. After pondering for a moment, he briskly walked towards the back of the mountain: "Go to the hot springs-take the fruit bowl jug with buds and go!"

The former Sovereign was really good to the original body. The main peak chosen was the most aura. The terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is also a hot spring in the back mountain-the hot hot spring. You can feel the full aura before you approach. Come on.

Shen Zhixian fell in love with this hot spring as soon as she arrived in winter.

The warm jade pot is immersed in the hot spring, and the various fruits are cut into small pieces and placed in the jade plate. The sweet fruity aroma and the clear wine aroma blend together, which is really pleasant.

The small grass bud plunged into the bottom of the pond, and came out again, shaking the small leaves, and sprinkled all the water drops on Shen Zhixian's face.

Shen Zhixian poured a handful of water at it, and drowned it all over again.

It took a while for everyone to stop. The small grass bud was lazily spreading on the shore to bask in the sun, Shen Zhixuan leaned on the shore, sitting on a slightly higher stone pier, thinking about things with eyes closed.

In the blink of an eye for the past three years, every day was a new story.

In the original book, as early as three years ago, Yan Jin was severed by Ling Yun and expelled from Qing Yunzong. It didn't take long for me to get a chance and get into the magic. When he got stronger, he killed everyone who had hurt him backhand.

His worst death was his former teacher.

However, the story was reversed by the person who came through the book. Now Yan Jin is still alive and well, and he has been raised in vain and tender. He has not rejected him as before ... Think about it, it feels quite fulfilling.

Just do not know when this little hedgehog can completely put down the mustard.

Shen Zhixian raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, then thought of something else.

For some reason, he always couldn't fully integrate the original memory, and usually lived without interruption, but whenever he wanted to investigate certain things carefully, he found that there were huge faults in the memory.

Such as the death of the former sovereign.

He always felt that the death of the former lord's so-called fire was not easy. Everything was normal before the retreat, and that promotion was a simple matter for the long-prepared former ruler.

But he died.

Before the resignation of the former suzerain ... or before death, the last person I saw was Song Yan.

No one except Song Yong knew what had happened to them in the short quarter of an hour they had met.

Shen Zhixian took a deep breath, rubbed her eyebrows again, and flashed with aura—wait! And sword spirit!

His sword spirit cream fell asleep for many years, so that he didn't think about it for a while. The sword of superior quality, with the master for a long time, will give birth to the sword spirit, and the sword repair sword will never leave.

The sword of the former monarch is a spirit sword, and he has been born with the sword for hundreds of years. As long as you find the sword of the former monarch and let the sword spirit reproduce the scene at that time, do n’t you know?

As soon as Shen Zhixian's smile broke open, he froze-wait, as he remembered well, the former lord's sword was broken by his own hands when he went into the devil!

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

Shen Zhixuan's head turned quickly. In addition to the sword of the former monarch, he can also ... ask Song Yun's sword spirit!

Sword Spirit will only reproduce the true past, it 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 herself. He should also ponder over these mysteries around him.

Putting the last drink in the pot on the shore, Shen Zhixian was about to stand up, but suddenly felt a familiar dizziness-in the past few years, this dizziness has appeared many times, which is a heart attack Precursor.

But never before has it been so serious!

The heart fluttered, as if it were about to jump out of the chest, it was too intense, and all felt pain, like a burst of pain-a heart attack!

Shen Zhixian's face turned pale for a moment, her eyes were dim and she could see nothing. He wanted to go ashore, but the resistance in the water was high, and his hands and feet were weak. He waved the jug on the shore into the pool and barely helped.

With all his convulsions, Shen Zhixian climbed by the pool, breathing heavily, his pain almost choking him.

The little grass bud noticed that it wasn't right, and anxiously came over.

But Shen Zhixian had no time to take care of it. His consciousness gradually became drowsy, his hands were weak, and he could not help stably. The whole person slipped into the water and had no time to struggle before passing out.

Xiao Cao Bu was startled, and quickly sank into the water, trying to fish him up.

However, the resistance in the water was too large, and it was too small. After several attempts, there was nothing but help. I could only make two beeps, broke through the water, identified the direction, and hurriedly flew towards Sanfeng.

...

At Sanfeng, the disciples gathered together in a familiar way, sat down casually, and greeted each other.

Argument may arise from time to time, and some disciples even drew swords on the spot to discuss with others to verify the true and false.

"Brother Yan."

There were two people in the open field discussing the right thing and attracting everyone's attention. Yan Shen, who had been told by Shen Zhixian to keep away, took the opportunity to quietly come together and familiarized herself, "I haven't congratulated my brother on the retreat, I don't know ..."

Yan Jin glanced at him indifferently, and there was no emotion in that glance, and he immediately suffocated Yan deeply.

But he quickly returned to God, as if he could not feel Yan Jin's indifference, and said kindly: "I don't know if Master has been late? I haven't been called by Master for a long time."

Shen Zhixian did not sever the mentorship with him, but was very distant from him, avoided his greetings, hardly called him, and only occasionally nodded him.

——He is not as good as those young disciples who run up the mountain all day.

Before that, the Supreme Master valued him the most. How did things change suddenly? It must be that Yan Jin said something that should not be said, which made the Master angry.

With a smile on Yan Shen's face, he had no idea how many times he had greeted Yan Jin with his teeth. In the past three years, he did not stumbling Yan Jin back, but failed every time. Instead, he lost the respect of the teacher, and his status became lower and lower among many disciples.

The huge drop made him even more distorted.

Yan Jin grew up from a bitter snack and was very sensitive to people's emotional fluctuations. He noticed that he was malicious under the smile, looked down at his sword with an expressionless expression, and turned a deaf ear to his words.

Yan Shen couldn't get a response. As soon as he bit his teeth, he strode to the open space where everyone had deliberately vacated, and arched his hand toward Yan Jin: "Brother, please enlighten me."

Yan Jin looked at him indifferently for a moment, and could not speak without being able to speak.

In the stalemate, the discussion among the disciples around them gradually weakened, the atmosphere became embarrassed, and the smile on Yan Shen's face was a little reluctant and dim. It seemed to be aggrieved and he could not say: "Is the brother despising me and would not discuss with me ? "

To be honest, yes.

Yan Jin already had a very good talent for the roots. In the past few years, Shen Zhixun has been feeding and raising them with top-notch spirits, and has been tempered to the extreme. At the same time, he learned that Shen Zhixian specially improved the sword technique for him. The protagonist's halo also has a bonus, which has long surpassed other disciples in the sword technique.

There are even rumors in the ancestral gate 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 and was shocked.

Some people are really envious.

Brother Shao looked at Yan Jinmo silently, got up gently, came out holding a sword, drank a cup of tea, pressed a little sigh to the bottom of his heart, and began to watch with interest the battle of invisible smoke.

Without surprise, Yan Shen would never win Yan Jin. Yan Shen was promoted in the early stages and failed in an unstable state of mind. She went to Sifeng and sought a lot of elixir.

Yan Shen's sword was drawn quickly, hurriedly, and ruthlessly. It wasn't like learning, it was like fighting—even though it was just a trick in Yan Jin's eyes.

However, Yan Jin does not deliberately tease him, nor does he ruthlessly start, he always knows how to do the lowest key.

By the way, Yan Jin had more offenses than defenses. The methodical sword moves forced Yan Yan to defeat each other. At last, he took a deep breath, and finally made the one that he remembered in his heart.

-Dark clouds cover the moon.

The sword air swirled, and the spiritual power melted into it, turning into a mist of mist, lingering around the two men. This move is not very lethal, the main purpose is to cover the other party's line of sight, so that the other party can't figure out their next move.

Yan Jin didn't want to toss with him anymore. Long sword groaned, and Ling Jianguang broke through the fog. As he was about to end this boring test, his eyes suddenly swept a green.

Shen Zhixian's little grass bud?

How could this little guy be here?

Xiao Cao Bu has always been very low-key, probably Shen Zhixian told him that he would never take the lead when someone was. Why does it suddenly appear here now?

With this slight distraction, he didn't notice that the wrist hidden in the mist trembled gently, and a thin strand of black gas quietly ran down the tip of the sword and quickly fell into his body. .

The distraction was only a moment. After Yan Jin returned to the gods, Jian Guang broke the mist, and then picked Yan Shen's sword lightly, and the stunned spiritual power burst out. Yan Shen only felt a numbness in his wrist, and the sword came out of his hand. Insert diagonally into the ground.

There was a loud voice all around, Yan Jin's move was originally created by Shen Zhixian. They were rarely seen by these juniors, and they were discussed in pairs immediately after the call was completed.

Yan Shen paled, looking at Yan Jin's sight for a moment of viciousness, but even concealed him: "Thank you, Brother Yan for guidance."

Yan Jin watched him silently, nodded coldly, and returned to his seat.

The Sword Society is coming to an end. He looked at Xiao Cao An in a hurry and shook his blade frantically at him in the secret place, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he just said to Brother Shao next to leave the scene first.

Yan Jin's solitude and quietness are famous among the disciples. Brother Shao did not force him, waved his hands, and found two small pockets to hand to him: "This array is required by Elder Shen Yes, this is yours. "

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

He deliberately walked the path, and as expected, the grass sprout immediately rushed over, anxiously stunned, and drew his fingers in the direction of Shen Zhixuan's main peak.

Yan Jin couldn't understand its language, but after four years together, she could still understand what it meant, and this reaction ... probably something happened to Shen Zhixian.

He followed the direction of Xiao Cao Bu, hurried back all the way, rushed to the side of the hot spring, and froze slightly.

The hot water surface was hot, calm and peaceful, and no one could see any movement. Yan Jin was unknown, so she whispered, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Caoya loosened his sleeve, jumped into the water, stretched out a small leaf and ticked him, motioned him to follow, and then pierced his head.

Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, before she avoided the water avoidance tactics, and slowly dropped into the water.

Yan Jin knew this hot spring. Shen Zhixian liked it, and he knew it.

Shen Zhixian once asked him if he wanted to make a bubble too, soothing the veins. He simply refused because of precaution.

But I did not expect that the first time that Shen Zhixian was in the same pool was in this situation--

Under the calm water, people in white lay down with their eyes narrowed, as if they were sleeping. The soft black hair was scattered under the thin body. His face was pale and bloodless, and a little tear mole at the corner of his eye looked particularly red. The whole person looked like a fragile porcelain white jade carving, exuding delicate and fragile beauty.

Due to Xianxiu's instinct, a faint barrier floated around him, blocking the warm water flow, but because the coma was too long, the barrier was too weak to touch.

The grass sprout carefully stretched out the small leaf and poked, and the barrier shattered silently.

The water came under pressure in an instant, pouring in from Shen Zhixian's ear and nose. He probably felt this kind of unknown pressure in a coma.

But he sank to the bottom of the water, with water in all directions, nowhere to avoid.

"Hey!" Xiao Caoya was in trouble, and turned suddenly, anxiously urging Yan Jin to save people.

The pond was not deep, Yan Jin was half-knelt beside Shen Zhixuan, staring at him with a deep stare, motionless. After a long while, I slowly raised my hand.

On Shen Zhixuan's fragile but unguarded neck.