The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

The night wind blows in from the open window, the candlestick lights flicker, and the room is peaceful.

Xu Xingchen tilted his head, leaned his elbows on the table, and closed his eyes. The flickering candlelight fell on top of his head, and the purple jade crown shone with fragments of light.

I don't know how long it has passed, the wind from the window is getting stronger, and the sideburns are blowing across the cheeks, causing a little itchiness.

Half asleep and half awake, Xu Xingchen raised his hand to drive away the disturbing strands of hair, and looked drowsily at the alchemy furnace.

The fire at the bottom of the furnace was extinguished at some point, and the fragrance of the remaining medicine wafted from the furnace. A figure sat on the chair next to it, and there were many spiritual herbs scattered around.

He was tinkering with pills, but he was sleeping? !

Xu Xingchen was so ashamed that he was sober, he patted his face vigorously, then took off the storage bag at his waist, and took out a bunch of brightly colored candied haws from inside.

For dinner, he saw that Shen Liuxiang didn't think about tea and rice, and looked like he had no appetite. He went to the street to buy some bunches of candied haws, but when he came back, he was interrupted and forgot to give them for a while.

He should give some rewards for his dedication to alchemy.

Holding the candied haws in his hand, Xu Xingchen coughed softly, "I have a bunch of leftover candied haws here, the emperor's palace has training, don't waste it extravagantly, I'll leave it to you to eat, what do you think?"

After the words fell, he waited for a while, but the person on the chair didn't reply and remained motionless.

Xu Xingchen frowned suspiciously, got up and walked, raising his hand to his shoulder.

"You fell asleep……"

Boom!

The 'sinking sound' on the seat suddenly turned into a piece of wood and rolled to the ground, and a piece of paper caught Xu Xingchen's eyes along the way.

On it is the familiar handwriting: "Go out, my brother don't read."

Xu Xingchen: "?!"

Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are few people on the street.

Shen Liuxiang raised his hand to tie up some loose hair, and asked, "Where did you learn your spells? Why are you so powerful?"

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment, feeling that it was difficult to speak, so he said: "Master, if you want to learn, I can teach you. Apart from the Substitution Technique, there are other powerful spells, all of which are ancient secret techniques."

"Hmm... By the way, where are you taking me?" Shen Liuxiang stopped, looked around, and saw a completely unfamiliar street.

The corners of Zhou Xuanlan's lips curled slightly, and he pulled him to turn a corner at the street corner, and walked towards a house floating in the night.

"It's all stolen home, did the master react."

Shen Liuxiang was dragged into the house. The house is very spacious, with pavilions, terraces, attics, springs, stones and forests. The landscape is more and more patchwork under the background of night lights.

Zhou Xuanlan stepped on the bluestone road: "I have something to leave Qilin City for a while."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment: "What happened?"

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him sideways: "I received a message from Ao Yue in the afternoon that a troublesome person appeared in Bahuang. I don't know how long he has been here. I have to go back."

Shen Liuxiang thought for a while: "Do you need my help?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "Don't bother Master, I'll be back when I'm done."

It was Sect Master Qing Ling, Ling Ye, who came here. I don't know what the purpose is, but it is obvious that the comer is not good, so he will not let Shen Liuxiang intervene.

He continued: "Let the master come tonight because he wants to hand over a person to the master."

Shen Liuxiang was puzzled: "Who?"

"Man," Zhou Xuanlan pushed open the door with an inexplicable tone.

Shen Liuxiang looked into the room curiously, his eyes widened suddenly.

There was indeed a man in the room.

Wearing a black golden gown, with a slender figure, a black jade hair crown tightly tied with blue silk, deep facial features, and dark eyes as deep as the night.

He stared at Shen Liuxiang, and said slowly: "Master."

Shen Liuxiang: "?!!"

He looked sideways at Zhou Xuanlan beside him, and then at the man in the room, who looked exactly the same.

"Avatar technique,"

With a wave of Zhou Xuanlan's palm, the avatar in the room immediately disappeared, "I'm going back to Bahuang, if Master encounters danger in Qilin City, I won't be able to come back for a while, so I can only leave the avatar to protect Shizun."

Shen Liuxiang was stunned. He had first heard of the avatar technique in the imperial palace. It was a top secret technique in ancient times, and it had long since disappeared from the world.

Di Yunyu knew it, but he said that this spell was extremely difficult to learn. Shen Liuxiang asked him for advice enthusiastically, but was driven away by the disgusted sleeve robe.

At that time, Di Yunyu lowered his eyes and said bluntly: "You can't."

Shen Liuxiang was so angry that he vomited blood for three liters, took small steps and left the study without looking back, and ignored him for three days.

On the fourth day, the sun was shining brightly.

He caught a glimpse of Di Yunyu who was coming from a distance, and was about to turn around and leave, when he turned his head and found that there was another one behind him, and before he recovered from the shock, he also appeared from the left and right sides.

In an instant, he was besieged on all sides, unable to fly with his wings.

In the end, four white-robed and golden-crowned Di Yunyu dangled in front of him, making him dizzy.

One person taught him one sentence, that is four sentences.

"The clone technique must be supported by a strong soul. Your soul is as fragile as thin paper, and you can't even distinguish a rabbit. If you practice it forcibly, you will only die."

"Even if the mind and soul are healthy, it will not take one day to cultivate a clone. You are not diligent in your own practice. Do you want to create a clone to be lazy with you?"

"If you say no, you can't. Don't expect me to compromise."

"I heard that someone wants to pour out the water in my teacup to see if there is iron or stone in it. Otherwise, how can I be hard-hearted."

At that time, Shen Liuxiang was still in the shape of a child, surrounded in the middle, weak and helpless, finally squatted down slowly, lowered his head and pinched his tender little ears.

"……I was wrong."

Due to the situation at that time, Shen Liuxiang honestly admitted his mistake, but to this day, he still doesn't know what he did wrong.

Pulling his thoughts out of memory, he blinked, "You know how to do this?"

Could it be that Zhou Xuanlan is his real son, Di Yunyu must have secretly taught him.

"I'm not yet proficient, but I can handle it without a real body."

Zhou Xuanlan cast a spell, and a magic circle appeared on the ground, "After I leave, the avatar needs to be recuperated in the magic circle every day. Master, remember to use some spiritual energy for him."

Shen Liuxiang nodded, quite nervous: "Is your avatar the same as you, can you get along well?"

Zhou Xuanlan smiled lowly: "Master, don't worry, he is part of my spirit, it is me, but he is more disciplined, with him accompanying Master, even if I am not in Qilin City, I can see and sense Master at any time."

Shen Liuxiang was relieved, remembering that the cultivation of the real body would be greatly affected by the transformation of the avatar, so he couldn't help but said: "I am cultivated in the state of transformation into a god, and I can deal with danger. You should save more of your cultivation on the real body."

Zhou Xuanlan: "A disciple has a sense of propriety."

After that, he released the clone, and Shen Liuxiang looked at it, but found no nuance, "How can I recognize which one is the real one in the future?"

Zhou Xuanlan stretched out his knuckle fingers, clasped the collar, loosened it a little, grabbed his hand and pressed it on the exposed half of the collarbone.

"here."

Nilin, the only one in the world.

Shen Liuxiang saw that he was in a hurry to explain: "Are you leaving soon?"

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes changed slightly, he nodded and said, "If I don't go back, Ba Huang may be robbed."

Shen Liuxiang frowned, wondering who was so capable, even the demon kings wouldn't make Zhou Xuanlan so afraid.

But seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Shen Liuxiang didn't ask further.

Zhou Xuanlan looked at the sky outside, "I have three subordinates who are doing missions at night and will only come back during the day. I have told them that they will follow Master's instructions during my absence. One of them is Shifang, and Master has seen it."

Shen Liu nodded.

Zhou Xuanlan stared at him, sighing a little: "Disciple has to go, and I will rush back after dealing with the matter of the eight wastes."

Shen Liu was silent for a moment, looked at him, and smiled: "No, I will get the scroll as soon as possible, and then I will go to the eight wildernesses to find you."

Zhou Xuanlan held his hand slightly tighter, curled his lower lip for a while, and said warmly, "Okay."

After the voice fell, he let go of his hand, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Shen Liuxiang lost sight of the figure, even if he had been prepared, he was stunned for a long time, until a low "Master" sounded from the side, which woke him up quickly.

Shen Liuxiang looked at the clone.

The two looked at each other for a while.

Zhou Xuanlan was the first to speak: "I have already left the city, so you don't have to worry, Master."

Shen Liuxiang raised his brows lightly, pressed his shoulder curiously, and then touched his hand, wanting to see if it had the same temperature as his real body.

Unexpectedly, his fingertips just touched his skin, and Zhou Xuanlan dodged aside as if avoiding snakes and ants.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes widened.

What do you mean, it's possible that the avatar has an opinion on him.

Shen Liuxiang stepped forward in twos and threes, tentatively reaching out to him, but Zhou Xuanlan immediately avoided it.

"???"

"Why are you hiding from me?"

Zhou Xuanlan didn't answer, but he just didn't let him touch it.

Shen Liu was so angry that he would not give up until he met someone today, and focused on catching his movements.

The two of them were in a room that wasn't spacious. You chased me for half an hour, and finally Shen Liu was out of breath, so he could only shout, "Stop for me."

Zhou Xuanlan paused, the aura around him gradually dissipated, and he actually stood in place.

Shen Liuxiang didn't expect him to be honest all of a sudden, he walked over in bewilderment, held his slender hand, and obviously noticed that Zhou Xuanlan's body stiffened and wanted to dodge, but he seemed to be concerned about what he said earlier, so he controlled himself to stop in place and let him slaughter him.

So Shen Liuxiang grabbed his hand, touched it in retaliation, and after eating all the tofu, he hummed like a bully.

"Why, if you don't touch me, who do you want to touch?"