My master can't be so gentle

When Zuo Yao woke up, the sky was getting darker.

He tried to sense the spiritual power in his body, and found that the purple mansion that was shattered by Xuanyuan had been restored to its original state, and his cultivation had advanced a step further, and he had reached the state of great perfection in the late stage of transformation of gods, only one step away. Enter the Void Return Realm.

Zuo Yao frowned, he only remembered that he finally entered an indescribable and mysterious realm after merging with the drop of divine blood given by Hongdou, as if he was the incarnation of this world, and could destroy everything with a single gesture.

But after recalling that he killed Xuanyuan's incarnation outside his body, there was only a blank memory left behind.

After Zuo Yao got up, he found that he was lying on the bed in his room on Quenjian Peak, but the layout of the room had changed a lot.

The screen that was originally placed in the middle of the room was gone, and the entire room was filled with top-quality spirit stones and spirit-gathering arrays decorated with spirit stones.

The original Wen Jingxing's painting for Zuo Yao that hung on the outer wall also disappeared, and a new painting was replaced.

Zuo Yao stopped in front of the new painting.

The person in the painting is him.

Wearing white clothes, standing under the peach tree in the yard, holding a jug of sake in his hand, with a calm and cool demeanor.The painter is skilled in brushwork, but with a few strokes, the person in the painting is fully outlined, so that people can see the identity of the person in the painting at a glance.

Zuo Yao's eyes fell on the lower right corner of the picture, a few lines of clear and meaningful small characters pierced through the back of the paper, and the brushstrokes were painted with iron hooks, but with a constant tenderness: When the symptoms come, it is exactly when.When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright. (Note: 1)

Inscribed as: Shi Lingguang, the second day of September in the tenth year of Tianen, Zishi.

Zuo Yao wanted to laugh a little, he knew this poem, it was written by a well-known poet in the lower realm, the opening sentence read: If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness.

However, this poem expresses the secret admiration of the young girl's heart. Ling Guang painted him, and it is quite inappropriate to use this poem. I don't know who taught him, but let him use it here indiscriminately.

What made him feel even more speechless was that it was the first year of Shengen, but Ling Guang's inscription was the tenth year of Tianen.

There was a bit of a smile in Zuo Yao's eyes, Ling Guang really didn't know much about the world, but imitating the way adults draw and sign is cute as you can imagine.

I don't know how long he has been in a coma. After seeing this painting, Zuo Yao really wanted to invite his well-behaved little apprentice to hug him and hold him high, and then pinch his round face.

When he was in a coma, he didn't know if Ling Guang was eating well or if he was hungry or thin?

Thinking of this, Zuo Yao turned around and wanted to go out the door.

But the moment he turned around, he stopped suddenly, and his eyes turned back to the painting hanging on the wall in surprise.

These lines of writing...

He remembered something, and quickly found a piece of wrinkled white paper from his storage ring, took out the writing on the paper and compared it with the writing on the painting.

Clearly written on the white paper is 'Sishi three quarters, outside the Tianxuan Sword Gate, Cuiping Peak is chasing Xiting Pavilion, waiting for the Sword Immortal.The word Ye Lan. '

The handwriting on the painting is exactly the same as that on the white paper.

Ye Lan, isn't that the phoenix next to Ling Guang?

Zuo Yao took back the note in his hand silently, maybe Ye Lan taught Ling Guang to write, so the handwriting of the two should be the same, but he thought too much.

He pushed open the door of the room and went out, only to find that the yard was empty, but the peach tree in the corner that had lived for more than 500 years was blooming more and more prosperously.

Zuo Yao sat down on the stone bench in the yard, wondering why none of the three disciples was there.

Even if Jing Xing was still in retreat, that girl Xuanyin couldn't bear loneliness, how could she really accompany her senior brother in retreat for half a year?

And, where did Shi Lingguang go?

Suddenly, a crisp phoenix cry resounded through the sky. Zuo Yao raised his head, and saw a beautiful golden-red phoenix spreading its wings, dragging its long and gorgeous tail feathers across the sky, and finally landed in the yard. He also carried a child in red on his back.

"Ling Guang, come here." Seeing this, Zuo Yao smiled and said to the child on Phoenix's back who was struggling to jump down while grabbing Phoenix's feathers.

The child turned around abruptly, and unconsciously pulled some of the feathers off Fenghuang's neck with force with his hand. The pain caused Fenghuang to curse: "You did it on purpose this time, right? Such a big reaction, Zuo... Zuo Damei!"

Then Phoenix screamed, and the words stopped abruptly.

After seeing the child's face clearly, Zuo Yao was a little embarrassed.Although the child was also very well-behaved, he looked skinny, with slender arms and legs, much thinner than Shi Lingguang.

But what made Zuo Yao even more embarrassing was that the child rushed over and hugged his arm and began to cry, crying like a poor little boy who finally saw his parents after being wronged by the world.

Zuo Yao was overwhelmed by his heroic crying, and then gently raised his hand to touch the child's head, who knew that the child cried even more vigorously, and said indistinctly while crying: "Aww Woooo... Finally woke up...Master..."

Zuo Yao looked at Ye Lan, who had already transformed into a human form, at a loss, and asked him in a low voice, "Whose family's child is this?"

Ye Lan recovered from the shock, looked at the child lying on Zuo Yao's arm crying with snot and tears, and told him: "Your family."

Zuo Yao was taken aback for a moment, then raised the child's face and looked at it again and again, frowning in disbelief: "This is Ling Guang? Why are you so hungry?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ye Lan almost choked to death on her own saliva.

"Good apprentice, why are you so hungry that you are shorter than before?" Zuo Yao looked at the child in great confusion, "Could it be possible that the child's appearance will change after being hungry for a long time?"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Zuo Yao was completely speechless, why did he feel that the more he comforted the child, the sadder he became?

Ye Lan silently rolled her eyes, can she not be sad?My master couldn't recognize himself in his childhood form. If he was a red bean, he would just hide in the secret realm of the blood world and shut himself up for tens of thousands of years.

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from outside the yard.

Zuo Yao and Ye Lan turned their heads at the same time, but the former was puzzled, while the latter had a happy smile on his face.

A tall young man stood at the door, his facial features were as handsome as a god, and there was a red mark like a flame between his brows.That was the mark left by Hongdou's seal of the divine blood, and Zuo Yao also had the exact same mark between his brows.

The boy's black eyes were darker than the corners in the depths of the night sky where no stars could reach, so dark that there was only dead silence, as if all the light in the world would be annihilated in that darkness.

A pile of spirit stones rolled down at his feet, presumably the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground just now came from this.

However, the moment those eyes saw Zuo Yao at this moment, they lit up as if they had encountered the kerosene of a spark.As a result, even the depths of the dark night sky were filled with the bustling starlight like a summer night, as if billions of stars suddenly broke through the darkness at this moment, lighting up the night sky.

The boy's whole world brightened up.

Zuo Yao was startled, and the fingers on his palm subconsciously clenched into fists.

Although this was the first time he saw this boy in this life, he had tried to touch him countless times in his previous life.

When he grew up, Shi Lingguang was as handsome and tall as he was in his previous life. He was half a head taller than Zuo Yao. Just standing at the door blocked the entire courtyard door, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Master!" Shi Lingguang's voice actually suppressed the crying Hongdou's voice.

He rushed to Zuo Yao with strides, completely ignoring Hongdou who was crying out of breath beside him, stretched out his long arms and hugged Zuo Yao into his arms, and then buried his head in Zuo Yao's body. On the shoulders, greedily absorbing the warm and fragrant body temperature of the person in his arms.

Zuo Yao was suddenly hugged by Shi Lingguang, looking at the head buried on his shoulder, he felt that his brain was a bit unable to respond for a while.

When the little Shi Lingguang lay in his arms, his heart would involuntarily be full of pity and love. However, when the roles were reversed, Shi Lingguang, who had grown up The sense of oppression Ling Guang gave him made him feel a little uncomfortable.

and many more?

The point doesn't seem to be this!

Zuo Yao struggled to break free from Shi Lingguang's embrace, and looked at the young man who was already taller than him in amazement: "Lingguang, did you eat some spiritual fruit fairy grass or use some secret method, how did you become so big? ?”

When Shi Lingguang heard the words, the expression in his eyes was complicated and distressed. He stretched out his big hand with strong bones to hold Zuo Yao's hand, and told Zuo Yao very aggrieved: "Master, you have been sleeping for 12 years."

12 years?

Zuo Yao blinked, and looked at the boy half kneeling in front of him in disbelief, then at the kid next to him who was crying miserably, and Ye Lan who was watching the excitement with his hands folded on his chest, and finally found that the changes in these people were indeed quite different. Memory is much bigger.

Did he really sleep for 12 years without knowing it?

"What year is this year?" Zuo Yao asked softly.

Shi Lingguang held his hand tightly and told him: "After the master wiped out Moxiu in one fell swoop, Prince Ming from the lower realm officially started a war with the court with the help of Uncle Shen. Two years after the war, the world changed. Ten years of grace, today is the tenth day of October."

Zuo Yao somehow remembered the painting signed on the second day of September hanging in the room.

If he really slept for 12 years, then Shi Lingguang should be 17 years old now.Thinking of this, Zuo Yao felt a faint sense of regret.

He didn't know how Shi Lingguang's life would have been without his participation.During the 12 years of his absence, he missed the life that Ling Guang grew up from an ignorant child to an indomitable young man, which should be guarded by him most.

"Master, please pinch me." Shi Lingguang suddenly pulled Zuo Yao's palm towards his face.

"What are you pinching you for?" Zuo Yao looked at the handsome young man in front of him with a funny face.

Shi Lingguang's voice became cautious: "Pinch me to see if I'm dreaming."

Zuo Yao was taken aback for a moment, and he forgot to withdraw the hand that Shi Lingguang held in his palm: "Do you often have such dreams?"

Shi Lingguang nodded gently, as if he was afraid that if he exerted his strength, he would shatter this unreal dream: "Forget it, master, you should stop pinching me. If this is a dream, let me do it again." Dream longer."

Hearing this, Zuo Yao thought of Ling Guang's dead eyes that he saw just now, and suddenly there was a burst of pity in his heart, and the soreness in his chest spread to his limbs and bones.

The child was so attached to him before, his deep sleep probably caused no less harm to Shi Lingguang than anyone else.

This child can always poke the softest place in his heart.

"Look at Master, this is not a dream." Zuo Yao raised his hand, stroked Shi Lingguang's messy hair top gently, and looked at him with some amusement, "Why is it still the same as before, and you don't even comb your hair well?" ?”

Shi Lingguang showed exactly the same aggrieved but pretendingly strong smile as when he was a child: "Master is not here, no one combs my hair."

Zuo Yao looked at the juvenile's messy long, crow-colored hair, and his voice became more gentle: "...Bring the comb, I will give you a full crown as a teacher."

During his absence, Ling Guang's life must be unsatisfactory.Thinking of the bullying and grievances that Shi Lingguang suffered in the Tianxuan Sword Gate when he was a child in his previous life, Zuo Yao felt extremely guilty in his heart.

He still failed to fulfill his promise and failed to protect the child.

Ye Lan looked at Zuo Yao's eyes with a faint glint of water, and couldn't help giving Shi Lingguang a thumbs up in her heart.

As expected of the man who made a contract with him, he could make a cold beauty like Zuo Yao almost cry with just a few words.

The level of brazenness is simply unmatched.

For the past ten years or so, Ling Guang's life in the Tianxuan Sword Gate has not been too good, has it?

At the beginning, Zuo Yao single-handedly expelled hundreds of master cultivators. Everyone in the cultivator world saw that scene. The ancestors of the Tianxuan Sword Gate who returned to the void even directly broke his rule of not interfering in common affairs, and will still be asleep Zuo Yao was appointed as the head.

With the escort of the identity of the master's direct disciple, and Shi Lingguang himself being allocated half of Hongdou's 10-year cultivation base at the last moment, he became a strong man in the early stage of Huashen at the age of five.

Although he claimed to the outside world that he only had the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan, he also broke the record created by Zuo Yao and became another enviable and enviable legend in the upper realm.Even if the disciples in the Tianxuan Sword Sect had melted their minds, they wouldn't be angry with him.

Although Shi Lingguang lived a lifeless life during the period without Zuo Yao, but now he can still pretend to be pitiful to deceive a wave of Zuo Yao's love and pity, which is not a loss, right?

Under the peach tree, Zuo Yao took off the hair crown on Shi Ling's bald head, carefully held his black hair in the palm of his hand, and combed his long hair smoothly with a jade comb bit by bit. The hair crown securely tied up the boy's long hair.

"Why does this hair crown look familiar?" Zuo Yao stared at the hair crown on top of his head again and again.

Shi Lingguang chuckled: "This belongs to Master."

"Why do your clothes look familiar?" Zuo Yao asked again.

Shi Lingguang continued to smirk: "This is also Master's."

Zuo Yao: "The jade badge on your waist..."

"Master's."

"Bracelets..."

"Master's."

"That sword..."

"Master's."

Zuo Yao rubbed between his brows: "Let me be quiet first."

The author has something to say: Sand Sculpture Theater:

Original poster Zuo Yao: What should I do if the disciple takes all the things belonging to the master for himself before the master is dead?Waiting online, urgent.

Ye Lan on the 1st floor: Just kill him.

Red Dou on the 2nd floor: I agree with the upstairs.

Qiuyu Linglong on the third floor: Interesting, why don't you come to my Danding Pavilion for a drink?

Wen Jingxing on the 4th floor: Master, please don't be angry, I will ask my junior sister to send back the demon-locking tower that I stole.

Zuo Yao, the owner of the 5th floor: Oh?And Xuanyin?

Xuanyuan on the 6th floor: Although I am a villain who is temporarily offline, I still want to hahahahahahahaha...

Xuan Yue on the 7th floor: It is recommended to kill the swindler upstairs together.

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Note 1: From "Order of Guigui · Spring Love", author: Xu Zaisi The full text is as follows: If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and it will hurt lovesickness.The body is like floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the breath is like gossamer.A wisp of lingering fragrance is here, what can I hope for a thousand gold wanderers.When does the syndrome come?When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright.