Since the accident happened during the sword practice, Shen Zhixian simply broke the jar, and didn't bother to keep calm in front of Yan Jin.
Anyway, Yan Jin has seen such embarrassing appearance, what else is there to pretend!
Pretending is also tiring. Shen Zhixian rolled up the quilt and thought calmly, after all, he is a good master who relies on his inner beauty to be recognized by his apprentices.
So after the flashback incident, Yan Jin ran into Shen Zhixian one after another when he was eating fish and almost choked on the scene by a fishbone. Grass buds, and then the violent scene where one person and one grass almost fought, and so on.
Yan Jin: "..."
Yan Jin was in a complicated mood.
Is this really the Shen Zhixian he knew? I'm afraid it's not really being taken away...
However, the loss of image in exchange for the results is gratifying. Shen Zhixian would never have imagined that he had spent all his time eating, drinking, clothing, and shelter, but he couldn't soften the person who got half a point. Because of his embarrassing things, his mentality was finally shaken.
Although it will not completely eliminate the estrangement, at least the attitude is much calmer, and the teacher and apprentice can occasionally chat a few gossips.
Shen Zhixian was very relieved, he just thought that the Huairou policy had an effect, and he was even more relentless in squandering spiritual stones and precious jade - anyway, the jurisdiction allocated to him by the suzerain back then was super-large and super-rich, and the tribute he received every year even paid for it. More than Song Ming.
- Song Ming must be going to die of anger.
Because of the morning meeting that day, some stewards, under Song Ming's secret message, suggested that he take the initiative to turn over the commission to the sect.
It is said that it is turned over to the sect, and everyone knows how many will be intercepted halfway.
After Shen Zhixian listened with a calm expression, he frowned, making Xizi feel weak, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he sighed, and began to miss the former sect master—his master.
Since he started reading the book, he has not only worked hard on Yan Jin, but also spent a lot of time on his relationship with several elders.
Except that he was the fifth elder who became the fifth elder, the other four elders were all the seniors who went with the former suzerain. They are all elders of Shen Zhixian. The elder and Shen Zhixian had a good relationship.
So every time Shen Zhixian covered his chest, the third and fourth elders would immediately come together to sing and perform on stage.
What "Oh, you can't have an accident", what "If you have an accident, how will we see Lao Wen in a hundred years?" Use? It's not enough, Shibo, I'll give you a little bit"...
After a round of singing, the fourth elder also said seriously to the stewards: "You Elder Shen are in special physical condition, and you need a lot of spiritual stones to support. I see that there are not many spiritual stones in the sect, and slowly think about other things. That's the way. We can't treat Sect Master Wen's only disciple harshly."
The four elders bit the word "tough treatment" in a eloquent manner, and who of those stewards dared to speak, and besides, they would be the culprit of the only disciple of the former suzerain!
So they shut up and stepped aside, Shen Zhixian won the victory. He was also happy to pretend to be weak. Anyway, his mental quality was good. Compared with being gossiped by others, he preferred to watch Song Ming collapse.
The two elders took the "sick" Elder Shen, and while asking for warmth, they left early and slipped away.
There was only Song Ming, who was full of anger and unable to express himself. His face was blue and white in the council hall.
The threesome who were lazy and left early parted ways at the intersection.
The two elders went to play chess, and Shen Zhixian calmly went back to make up for sleep—it was too early in the morning, and winter was the most likely season to induce sleepiness, so he was already sleepy.
However, he was doomed to not get a good night's sleep today.
"Tweet Tweet! Tweet Tweet!"
"Hey!"
Half asleep and half awake, Shen Zhixian was covered in grass buds, turned over in pain, patted his hands indiscriminately, lifted the quilt, covered his face, and reprimanded vaguely: "Yaya, tell you How many times! Don't disturb me when I'm sleeping!"
"Cuckoo!"
Xiaocaoya deftly avoided his hand, jumped to his ear, and called in a different voice, pulling at his hair with a small blade.
Shen Zhixian was addicted to the quilt and remained unmoved.
Xiaocaoya didn't get a response, so she grabbed the quilt angrily, and yanked it abruptly, only to hear a tear, and easily scrapped the seventh quilt this month.
- No one would have guessed that such a small grass sprout, which looks so fragile that it can be broken by the wind, will be so strong.
Only the younger disciples of the Housekeeping Department would have some subtle guesses because Elder Shen had changed seven quilts in a month.
The grass sprout tore the quilt and flew to the window with ease, and the small blade patted again.
With a click, the window opened wide, and the cold wind rolled into the room with the fine snow in an instant - living high is not good at all, the wind is strong and the snow is cold.
Immortal cultivators should not be afraid of the scorching heat and cold, and there will be no such thing as a furnace or dragon in the room. Shen Zhixian was first torn off the quilt, then the cold wind blew his face, and instantly woke up—"Yaya!!!"
"Chirp!"
Before he was so angry that he drew his sword, Xiaocaoya quickly pointed to the outside, then looked like he was waiting, and chirped again.
Shen Zhixian was stunned: "A Jin is waiting outside?"
"Chirp!" Little Leaf nodded.
"How long have you waited?"
"Chirp!" It's been a long time!
Shen Zhixian hurriedly put on his clothes, performed a trick to make himself a little more awake, tugged at his hair again, and hurried out the door.
Yan Jin was standing silently in front of the door, motionless. The eaves covered some snow for him, but the wind was strong, blowing the thin snow rustling down on him. He waited here for a long time, with a layer of snow on his shoulders.
Three years later, he is no longer the skinny boy who was malnourished back then. Shen Zhixian feeds him delicious food and drinks every day, and is nourished by a panacea. Must be tall and well-proportioned.
He is already a handsome, high-spirited young man.
Shen Zhixian was very sighed when he saw it. The little apprentice finally grew up. If it wasn't for Yan Jin's always taciturn and indifferent temperament, he would have been more popular than Yan Shen back then.
But that's not the point - the point is, how did Yan Jin grow as tall as him!
Last month, Yan Jin was in retreat. He hadn't seen anyone for a month, but when he looked at it, he realized that the skinny little boy from the past was actually so tall!
Shen Zhixian was heartbroken, ah, in a blink of an eye, the apprentice is stronger than the master!
Yan Jin is still at an age where she can continue to grow taller!
And he... Shen Zhixian's eyes were blank for a moment, he remembered that in the original book, "Shen Zhixian" was one round older than Yan Jin.
The handsome and calm young man had no idea of the complex emotions in his master's heart, and respectfully bowed: "Master."