The blood was dazzling.
Shen Shu stared at Ye Yunlan's pale face, and then at the hand of the white-haired man that was clinging to Ye Yunlan's back.
Sunlight came in from outside the coffin, reflecting the boy's shadow and twisting.
"Who are you and what are you doing to Master!"
Ye Yunlan heard Shen Shu's voice, raised her long eyelashes covered in sweat, and looked at the boy standing by the door.
Why did Shen Shu come here...
Everyone knows that Tianzong Sect Master Qi Yunjun hates demon cultivators. The Xuanqing Duer Sword in his hand is specially trained to kill demons. Most of the demon cultivators who dare to show their deeds under his nose cannot escape the end of their souls.
Shen Shu is a half-finished magic puppet, and the filth in his body has not been completely removed. If he makes an impulsive move, he will reveal his identity in front of Qi Yunjun...
Ye Yunlan said dumbly, "Go out."
Shen Shu was taken aback, "Master?"
Ye Yunlan closed his eyes, and the drop of sweat rolled off his eyelashes and landed on the back of his tense hands, splashing a silent splash.
"I'll tell you," he repeated hoarsely.
But this time, Shen Shu was not as obedient and obedient as usual.
He stayed on the spot and said stubbornly: "Master is injured, I... can't go."
He said, there was a dark look in his eyes.
Ye Yunlan whispered, "It's just a minor injury."
Qi Yun-Jun's Binghan's spiritual power washed through his body, suppressing the restless spirit of fire. It's just that the damaged meridians in the body are inherently fragile, and it can't help but hurt in such a violent wash, and he let out a low groan.
Shen Shu: "Master!"
"Condense your mind." The man behind him suddenly said, and a heavy spiritual pressure locked his body. Ye Yunlan only felt that his perception of the outside world suddenly became blurred, as if a thick membrane was separated.
- He couldn't hear Shen Shu's voice.
The back of Ye Yunlan's hand tightened even more, showing the sinuous meridians of azure blue.
Lack of shadow is around.
If he had just been reborn, he had already used the sword to use the forbidden technique when Qi Yun Jun forced him to heal his wounds. Even if he might perish with the other party, he would still use this to break through the hundred years trapped in the Buddha Pagoda in his previous life. Leaving the fearful demons behind.
- He is no longer the self who was suppressed in the Buddha Tower and was powerless to fight back.
But not now.
Now he has concerns.
He took a snow lily in the dark night, and since then he has kept a little wolf cub by his side.
That little wolf cub is still immature and clingy, but he hasn't had time to grow up to be able to stand on his own.
He looked at the boy standing by the door.
The young man seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear it, and his vision was hazy.
"Listen to the teacher's words." Ye Yunlan spoke again, her voice low and hoarse, "Good."
"Sect Master... just helping the teacher heal."
Healing
Shen Shu stopped when he wanted to rush to Ye Yunlan.
He looked at the man with white hair and a crane cloak sitting cross-legged on the bed.
From beginning to end, the man never explained a word to him. As if disdain.
"Healing... Master's injury, did it happen again?"
Shen Shu looked at the dazzling blood on Ye Yunlan's lips and clenched his fists tightly.
He remembered Ye Yunlan's stiffness and sluggishness at that moment when the flower sea was sparring - was it that time? or earlier
Ye Yunlan didn't answer.
He can't hear.
"Is it because of me, Master..." Shen Shu said in a hoarse voice, but saw the expressionless white-haired man turn his head sideways, and glanced at him with shallow pupils.
At a glance, there seemed to be endless frost and snow passing by, and the black shadow that was about to move at his feet stopped for a moment.
- As if encountering a natural enemy.
"Noisy." The man said.
Shen Shu felt that he was pushed out of the bedroom by a force, and the door slammed shut in front of him.
That power seems to have no root and no source, there is no trace in front of his eyes, and it seems to be in the sky and the earth, everywhere, everywhere.
He remembered what the master said, the mortal realm is the boundary between immortals and mortals.
So this is the power of Transcendence Realm
He looked at the closed door in front of him, and in his mind was the pale profile of his master, who was sweating in cold sweat while healing.
He clearly said that he must protect the master.
But he could only watch a strange man heal his master, but he could only stand beside him, unable to say a word of concern on his face.
He also thought of Rong Ran in Tingfeng Pavilion who had bad intentions towards his master. He Lanze, who thought of things in the bamboo building, was attentive. Thinking of the senior sister Yin who had flirted with her master in Xingquan Peak.
The excitement that was born during the discussion has completely dissipated.
Shen Shu once again deeply realized that he was so weak, but those who coveted his master were all powerful.
Shen Shu suddenly and uncontrollably gave birth to a stronger ambition.
Only get stronger.
To stay by the Master's side forever.
—As the spiritual pressure that imprisoned the whole body slowly dissipated, the divine fire injury in the body stabilized again.
But when Ye Yunlan sensed the spiritual power that was full of his body that did not belong to him at all, a deep disgust appeared in his eyes.
- That's why he didn't want to go to Qi Yunjun to heal his wounds.
"That young man just now, is that your apprentice?" Qi Yunjun stepped off the bed and suddenly said.
Ye Yunlan raised his hand to straighten his clothes with no expression on his face, "Yes."
"He is hostile, unsettled, and has the ability to enter the devil." Qi Yunjun judged lightly.
Ye Yunlan was shocked, but the expression on his face was still clueless: "So what?"
"If I were you, I would order him to go over the cliff and ask him about his original heart until his hostility was eliminated, and then allow him to set foot on the road. Otherwise, with this child's nature, it will be very easy for him to go crazy in the future." Qi Yunjun Indifferent Road.
Ye Yunlan said indifferently: "Xianzun is really smart. You can judge a person's personality just by seeing it once."
How could Jun Qiyun not hear the sarcasm in his words, he just felt that this person was just like the cyan flower branch he was holding before.
… but don’t care if the roots will break and the stems will break.
He suddenly said: "The reason why you refused me to accept an apprentice is because of him?"
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, "If Xianzun thinks so, it's not wrong."
Qi Yunjun said: "You have an excellent talent for swordsmanship. You should concentrate on condensing this way, instead of wasting your talent and focusing on it."
Ye Yunlan: "Whether it should or not is my own business, I don't worry about Xianzun. The healing is over, Xianzun, please come back."
Qi Yunjun stared at the person in front of him with cold brows, only the blood-stained lips had a slight sarcasm arc, which was so beautiful and shocking, but it seemed that he didn't care about him at all.
He still couldn't understand the source of this man's disgusting attitude towards him.
But suddenly I thought, if this person really laughed, what would he look like.
... Will it be as light and beautiful as the man in his dream, as if the whole peach forest is blooming for him.
—When Ye Yunlan walked out of the room, Shen Shu was no longer there.
He walked to the bathroom and found that the boy was soaking silently in the wooden bucket, so he walked over and whispered, "Shen Shu."
Shen Shu replied in a low voice, "Master."
After this sound, he was silent again, neither shouting in pain as before, nor secretly raising his eyes to look at him.
Ye Yunlan: "What's wrong."
Shen Shu shook his head, "Nothing."
This is clearly something on the mind.
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and said, "That man just now is the Sect Master of Tianzong. He was entrusted by others to heal me, so you don't have to worry about it."
Shen Shu said dully: "I'm not worried."
Still insincere.
Ye Yunlan rubbed his head helplessly, and said softly, "Tell Master, what happened."
He coaxed and coaxed, and Shen Shu finally raised his head.
Then he was stunned, and saw that the boy's eyes were clearly red.
"Master's relapse, is it related to me?" Shen Shu asked him.
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and said, "My teacher's injury is not complete, it's none of your business."
"Master is lying to me again." Shen Shu said.
The wooden barrel was steaming hot, and the young man's eyes seemed to be stained with hazy water mist. Seeing that he didn't answer, his face was slightly gloomy.
"I said that I will find the best elixir in the world for the master, and heal the wounds for the master." He whispered, "I will definitely do it."
"So, the next time Shizun is injured, can you stop hiding it from me?"
Over the years, Ye Yunlan has been walking alone in the world, and he has long been accustomed to taking everything by himself.
At this moment, listening to the serious words of the young man, I suddenly felt at a loss.
As he hesitated to answer, the boy stared at him without blinking.
The rising heat condensed water droplets on the boy's eyelashes, and dripped down his pale cheeks.
Always soft-hearted.
Ye Yunlan reached out and wiped the wet marks on the boy's face with the pulp of his fingers, and agreed.
"good."
-time flies.
cold winter.
Qingyun Mountain is snowing.
Ye Yunlan sat in front of the book desk and read the scroll in his hand attentively.
He was wrapped in a fluffy fox fur, and his long black hair fell behind him, revealing a snow-white face in the fluff.
The house was lit with incense burners, and there were several red plums in the corner vase.
The window is open, and you can see the outside world wrapped in silver, but there is no wind and snow pouring into the house, and a layer of transparent ripples can be seen faintly.
—A barrier that could block the wind and snow was set up on the window coffin.
The house is quiet and peaceful.
Suddenly there were footsteps.
The study door was pushed open, and a young man in black walked in with a celadon bowl in his hand.
"Master."
Ye Yunlan raised his head and said, "Why did you come back so early today?"
The young man said: "It's cold in the mountains, and the disciple is thinking about the body of the master, so he came back earlier."
He was dressed in black clothes, his hair was tied in a ponytail, and his face was handsome and stern, and he could vaguely see the immaturity of his youth.
It's just that the gloomy anger at the beginning seems to have disappeared with the passage of time.
He now seems to be no different from any disciple of the Immortal Sect's righteous path who has been trained since childhood, or even better.
Ye Yunlan looked at Shen Shu with a little emotion in her heart.
Three years ago, after the filthy qi in Shen Shu's body had been eliminated, he taught Shen Shu the method of spiritual qi cultivation.
Although he had already predicted Shen Shu's aptitude, in just three years, he had broken through the three realms and was promoted to Jindan. With such aptitude, he was afraid that all geniuses in the cultivation world would be far behind.
The apprentice has achieved some success in his studies, and as a master, he is naturally gratified.
only…
"Master, this is my newly found heart-quenching snow lotus. It has been added with vein roots and ice pear fruit. It has been warmed with a small fire for twelve hours. It has the effect of moisturizing the heart and spleen and warming the spiritual veins."
Shen Shu came over with a porcelain bowl and looked at him leaning on the desk.
Those dark eyes were narrower and sharper than when they were young, but the pupil color when they looked at him was still pure and serious.
His voice was still somewhere between a youth and a teenager, with a low, hoarse voice.
"I have taken out the lotus heart and added rock sugar, it's not bitter."
Shen Shu picked up the porcelain spoon, put it on his lips and blew lightly, and asked him in a low voice.
"Master, have a taste, okay?"