With all the previous preparations and the strength of his identity, Shen Zhixian's taking over the Qingyun Sect was not as difficult as Song Ming's back then.
He made Song Ming's guilt public in the sect, sent letters and apologies to the small sects who were severely injured, and put all the blame on Song Ming.
The few small sects received heavy gifts, but they were still unwilling, but the demons that have been rampant recently have also tossed them enough. Since Qingyunzong has taken a stand, they hesitated for a long time, but they can only bear it. tone.
If the trouble goes on, it will only be possible to hit the stone with an egg, and it will not end well.
Time flies by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, a year has passed.
During this year, Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were still separated from each other, and they were busy with each other. Only occasionally at night, Yan Jin would cast an illusion, and the two of them would take a break from their busy schedules and briefly embrace each other before the flowers under the moonlight.
The intimacy between the two of them was not spread too deliberately. The disciples in the sect still thought that Yan Jin was practicing outside, but it was clear that sometimes it was unclear, so they quietly sighed that the sect master was in a good mood today - in fact, it was because of the night before Yan Jin came.
The fourth elder had guessed a few things, but Shen Zhixian didn't mention it, and he didn't say it. Oh, the matter of young people, he is a single old man, so don't get involved.
The fourth elder met the slightly suspicious gazes of the other elders, and slowly revealed a calm and inscrutable smile.
I'm afraid no one knows, their Qingyun Sect, in addition to having a new Sect Master, also has a new... uh.
Thinking of Yan Jin's stern and indifferent appearance, the fourth elder hesitated for a while, but still resolutely safeguarded the dignity of the young nephew as a big man, and silently completed the second half of the words in his heart.
... the sovereign's wife.
Yan Jin was not idle either. This year has passed, and he has completely taken the wasteland into his pocket—with many monsters and monsters in it.
The fact that he has been enchanted can no longer be changed or reversed. The only thing he can do now is to shorten the distance with Shen Zhixian as much as possible, try to make himself stronger, and protect Shen Zhixian well in the future.
The remaining demons and ghosts in the wasteland were originally not very serious about killing, and even began to become decadent after being detained. After accepting Yan Jin's beating and baptism, they did not hesitate to express their surrender.
So they not only have to give up the life of rubbing hair and drinking blood, but also go out from time to time to kill the monsters and ghosts who escaped and went around to make trouble.
The monsters in the wasteland are about to cry in situ. Anyway, they are also brothers and sisters who have lived together for thousands of years. They started killing each other in a blink of an eye. This is really...
- so happy!
The demons exchanged all the spiritual stones they had earned by slaying the demons and slaying them for all kinds of human food, and they were excitedly forming a ball, eating with tears in their eyes—
Gan!
Why haven't I found something tastier than raw meat before!
It's a pity that they have too few spirit stones and too little food in exchange. Each monster only gets a pitiful little bit, and a few mouthfuls are gone. Not to mention filling their stomachs, there are not enough gaps between their teeth.
A large group of demons grieved together to discuss it. This time, there was no need for Yan Jin to force it. They would actively go out to the wasteland every day to do good deeds and exchange spiritual stones.
It's just that they are demons, they don't understand human nature, and they make a lot of ridiculous jokes. I won't talk about it for the time being. It is commendable that the results they caused are not bad—
After the people in power of the upper sects of Xianxiu quietly held a small meeting, they agreed that since the wasteland now has a master, the monsters in the wasteland do not look like they are going to make trouble, and they can no longer seal the wasteland. Under the premise, simply make an agreement between the two parties and try to get along as friendly as possible.
Even if it is peaceful on the surface, it can be delayed as long as it can, and at least there is time to breathe to plan the next step.
It was the first time that Shen Zhixian participated in such a small gathering as the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect. When the agreement was finalized, Yan Jin did not reveal his identity, but wore half of the mask that Shen Zhixian carved for him himself.
So everyone only knew that there was a "Zun Shang" in the wasteland, but they didn't know that it was Yan Jin. Shen Zhixian sat calmly in front of a group of seniors, and heaved a sigh of relief when the agreement was finally finalized.
The various efforts he and Yan Jin made this year were not in vain.
However, on the surface, the problem of the wasteland has been temporarily solved, but there are still many monsters who refuse to succumb to the wasteland.
So the second small gathering soon began to be arranged secretly again. It was in the middle of the night when the message with the time and place was passed to Shen Zhixian through the secret method. Yan Jin happened to be there, and frowned when he saw the message.
The last time I received this message, Yan Jin could only watch Shen Zhixian right in front of him for several days, but couldn't touch it, and couldn't even say a word - he was wearing a mask at the time, and he was quietly in front of the wasteland. As the sect master of Qingyun Sect, Shen Zhixian naturally "doesn't know" him.
Shen Zhixian opened the message and read it, showing a smile. He didn't shy away from showing the message to Yan Jin, and told him in a good mood: "I'll go out in two days, so don't cast illusions again."
It is not easy to cast an illusion. No matter where it is or where the phantom falls, it needs a stable aura environment. Once the aura fluctuates violently, the caster is easily injured.
Although Yan Jin was already very powerful, Shen Zhixian still did not want him to take risks.
Yan Jin pursed his lips and didn't answer.
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The reason why this small gathering is called a small one is because there are very few participants, and only people with strength and decision-making power from a few major sects participate - it is about encircling and suppressing monsters, and it is always necessary to be cautious.
Shen Zhixian let the four elders stay in the sect.
The venue for the small meeting was set at Xuanji Building. According to the rumors, what hexagrams were calculated by Xuanji Building, and it was necessary to discuss it carefully.
When Shen Zhixian arrived at the town near Xuanji Building, it was still early, and he was not in a hurry to get to the door, so he wandered around the town.
The town was very lively, and Shen Zhixian didn't want to go to those teahouses and restaurants, so he simply found a study to go in and have a look.
Today is a young girl sitting in the study, and the immortal cultivation world does not suppress women too heavily. It is very common for many women to be in power or go out to do business.
Suijian's face and temperament are not suave and handsome, but they are the easiest to attract the attention of young girls.
When the young girl saw Shen Zhixian, her apricot eyes lit up, her originally lazy sitting posture straightened up, and she blinked her eyes with enthusiasm: "Young Master, do you want to buy something? The latest words, this picture album, top-grade pen, ink, paper and inkstone, everything! "
With a bang, she pushed over the album of hot-selling words on the counter, and looked at Shen Zhixian with anticipation.
Shen Zhixian originally wanted to say that he would take a look at random, but his eyes were attracted by the album on top: "Beauty List?"
There is also a small letter at the bottom, fairy.
Seeing that his gaze stopped, the young girl hurriedly handed over the picture booklet: "The new beauty list! Immortal cultivation world version! There are all kinds of beauties! Men, women and children are all complete!"
Shen Zhixian raised his eyebrows and turned a page with interest.
The young girl had obviously flipped through this booklet many times. Seeing him turn to the first page, she introduced without thinking: "The first page is the top of the list. This is the current Sect Master of Qingyun Sect..."
Shen Zhixian suddenly heard his name, lowered his head and saw his portrait again, couldn't help laughing, and turned a few pages back.
In fact, there are many people who look better than him in the immortal cultivation world. When Shen Zhixian asked, the young girl smiled and said, "This beauty list is voted by everyone, not only by looks, but also by temperament, strength, etc... "
I don't know who is so idle to do such a thing. Shen Zhixian flipped a few pages, then closed the booklet with a smile and handed it back.
The young girl didn't give up: "Don't you want to buy a copy?"
Shen Zhixian was about to shake his head, but out of the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of a picture album that was hidden in the corner of the counter. The place where the fairy character was originally written was replaced by a dark magic character.
"That is… ?"
The young girl looked back and said nonchalantly, "Hey, that's a portrait of monsters. Hey, if I want to tell you, it's not called the list of beautiful people at all, it's the list of ugly people... but it's the top of the list."
While she brought the picture book over, she opened it to Shen Zhixian to see: "The top of the list is said to be the Lord of the Wasteland, the lord of the group of monsters, and he looks quite pleasing to the eye, other... ." After a pause, he couldn't help complaining a little: "The person who compiled the list insisted on printing it with the monsters, but no one bought it at all! It's a big loss!"
She pointed to the corner, and the stacks of picture albums were swaying randomly, and the surface was even covered with ashes.
Shen Zhixian raised his hand and lightly rubbed the portrait on the front page of the album.
The figure is the same as Yan Jin, and the temperament is the same as Yan Jin, but that face, with half a mask, covers half of his face firmly, only revealing the stern chin, and the slightly pursed chin. lip.
Shen Zhixian's fingertips rested on his lips for a moment, smiled slightly, raised his hand and closed the album: "I want a copy of this."
"Ah?" The young girl didn't react, and asked again in disbelief, "Do you want this monster, or the immortals?"
"I want this." Shen Zhixian clicked on Yan Jin's picture album, and generously put down a top-grade spirit stone.
The young girl didn't pick up the spirit stone, so she chose a new picture book for him neatly, wrapped it in paper and handed it to Shen Zhixian, curious: "Why did the young master think about buying this... Almost none of the immortal cultivators bought this book? ."
Shen Zhixian took over the album with a gentle smile: "Because the top of the list is very handsome, I like it very much."
The stunned young girl watched out of the study door, and it was almost dark. The meeting only started the day after tomorrow, Shen Zhixian thought about it, and decided to stay for one more night by himself, and then go to Xuanji Building tomorrow.
He was deeply impressed by the group of people in Xuanji Building. From the headmaster to the younger disciples, he liked to catch people fortune-telling the most, and he also liked to count marriages for him. He really couldn't stand this enthusiasm.
Going to reserve the hotel room first, Shen Zhixian went to have dinner. After eating, he was too lazy to go out on the street, and planned to go back to his room to rest.
As soon as he opened the door, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned to avoid it—no way, Yan Jin really understood him too well, and was intercepting him on his evasion route. Close the door again.
Shen Zhixian smiled and called Ajin, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Although it was a question, he wasn't too surprised. Yan Jin understood him, and he knew Yan Jin very well. When Yan Jin didn't answer that night, he guessed that this little apprentice was going to find a way to find him.
Yan Jin hugged him and sat down beside the bed, sullenly resting her head on Shen Zhixian's shoulder: "If I don't come, I won't see you again for a long time."
Shen Zhixian hugged him and coaxed him for a few words, and suddenly thought of something, and excitedly pulled out the list of beautiful women to show to Yan Jin: "I think this painter is not skilled enough, he can't draw three-point beauty of Ah Jin, it's too perfunctory. "
"And this is just one pose, it doesn't fully reflect A Jin's handsomeness, so he should draw a few more looks... Oh, this artist can't see A Jin's true face, so his work is a little worse."
Yan Jin only glanced at it lightly, and then stared at Shen Zhixian with burning eyes: "See the painting at the year."
"Um?"
"If Suijian wants to paint, I can show Suijian in any pose." The deep voice was full of temptation, Yan Jin tilted her head, her lips almost touched Shen Zhixian's earlobe, "If you can't see enough, Suijian can even touch it. One touch…”
Shen Zhixian really couldn't stand his tone of voice, and he felt the heat in his ears, he couldn't help but feel weak, he pinched his waist angrily, and subconsciously replied, "I want to see you. You don't have any clothes on, can you show it too..."
It's probably because distance is easy to produce beauty, and Xiaobie is easy to make people have some charming thoughts. In the past year, the relationship between the two has grown by leaps and bounds.
Shen Zhixian couldn't remember exactly how the commotion broke out later, he only remembered that Yan Jin suddenly stopped his hand at the last moment.
Shen Zhixian is a normal big man anyway, and he has all the reactions he should have. This time, the two of them had a lot of trouble. Shen Zhixian was confused, and he was determined to give it to Yan Jin, and he almost indulged Yan Jin's every move.
As a result, Yan Jin braked on the spot.
Shen Zhixian was so angry that he wanted to bite him, his face flushed red, he was panting slightly, his chest heaving violently, and he didn't know whether it was because of his anger or what he was doing. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Will you give it?"
Yan Jin was obviously also very uncomfortable, big drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead, but he put his hand on Shen Zhixian's side, just didn't touch him, shook his head, and said with difficulty: "It's not good here, I will wrong you..."
Shen Zhixian couldn't be satisfied, he was about to collapse, his voice was angry and soft: "I'm not a big girl, what's wrong with you... I didn't see you pay so much attention in the last life!"
Before, the two had always been one person and one phantom. No matter how intimate they were, they couldn't make it to the last step. This time they finally reunited.
... The two of them have done everything they should and shouldn't have done in their previous life. Shen Zhixian chooses to do whatever he wants.
As long as he is happy, as long as Yan Jin is happy, anything is fine.
However, he never expected that it was Yan Jin who called to stop first.
Shen Zhixian was so angry that his whole body was on fire, and he wanted to draw his sword and cut him.
The author has something to say: It's too late, woo woo woo.
September 1st, happy start of school. I want to start school too.
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