Master, love me again!

Mu Zisu waited for a while, only to see Shen Hanfeng and Zhuo Junchen coming out of the room one after the other. Uncle Shen was naturally indifferent as usual, but Zhuo Junchen had a complicated expression on his face.Mu Zisu walked beside Zhuo Junchen, poked him, and then gave Shen Hanfeng a wink.

Zhuo Junchen was a little helpless, shook his head with Mu Zisu, and then immersed himself in his own thoughts.Unable to figure out the master and apprentice, Mu Zisu had no choice but to give up.

The main banquet of Shen Hansong's [-]th birthday banquet will be tomorrow, and the flowing water banquet has been set up since tonight.Most of the monks like to be quiet, and after these days arrived one after another, they mostly hid in their own rooms to practice, so when Shen Hanfeng and the other three went to the hall to sit for the banquet, there were not many people in the banquet.The three of them kept a low profile, except for Shen Hanfeng's outstanding temperament, which occasionally attracted people's attention, the others gathered together in twos and threes, each forming a circle.

The three chose seats in the corner, Zhuo Junchen sat in the middle, Mu Zisu, who had always been in awe of Shen Hanfeng, sat on Zhuo Junchen's right hand.Although the main event is tomorrow, the Shen family's dishes are already pretty good today. The lobby is where the Shen family entertains distinguished guests. Not only are the dishes served in a variety of dishes, but they are all made with ingredients that contain spiritual power, which is very expensive After a while.

Mu Zisu took a sip of winter melon and pigeon soup, and said to the master and apprentice beside him, "Look at Master Shen's complexion, did something happen to you when you were practicing just now? If the spiritual energy is not going well, drinking some of this soup will also be beneficial." Yes." This is the first time he used his energy to heal his wounds, and it was natural for him to feel uncomfortable, and Mu Zisu naturally knew that this spiritual food was of limited use to Shen Hanfeng, and his original intention was to clear up the slightly silent atmosphere.

Shen Hanfeng nodded, picked up the soup cup in front of him, took a sip and saw Mu Zisu staring at him eagerly, then said: "It's still good."

Mu Zisu chuckled a few times, but he was slandering in his heart. He didn't know how Jun Chen got along with Uncle Shen's stuffy temper.

Just thinking about this, Mu Zisu stretched out his hand to pick up the steamed perch on the table, but the most delicious piece of meat on the perch was cut off by Shen Hanfeng.Uncle Shen didn't have the slightest sense of stealing from his nephew, so he put the fish into Zhuo Junchen's bowl.

Zhuo Junchen smiled and said, "Thank you, Master." Mu Zisu blew up a strand of his forehead hair and let out a bad breath.

Shen Hanfeng glanced at the depressed Mu Zisu, and said: "I will take Achen away first in the morning tomorrow, and you stay here to watch the ceremony, and they will be free to pick you up in a few days after Zhan Baichuan."

Mu Zisu was taken aback, and asked pitifully, "Master, do you have the heart to leave me, a young man with no strength to restrain me, here?"

Shen Hanfeng nodded calmly, Mu Zisu went to look at Zhuo Junchen with a stiff neck, Zhuo Junchen naturally obeyed his master's order, and patted Mu Zisu's shoulder comfortingly.Mu Zisu gritted his teeth, no wonder the master and apprentice couldn't bear to face him, and they had already agreed to abandon themselves!

Mu Zisu turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate his head sullenly. Zhuo Junchen just shook his head amusedly.He looked back at his master, Shen Hanfeng's bowl was empty, but he took the jug next to it, and there was a bowl of light red nectar in the wine glass.

"Master can drink?" Zhuo Junchen was puzzled. He had never seen Master drink alcohol in Shuangtian Peak, nor had he heard Du Heng and the others mention it.

Shen Hanfeng held up the wine glass for a moment, seemingly unintentionally said: "Occasionally, I'm not keen on it." In fact, it is extremely rare. The monk's body is strong, so naturally there will be no harm to the body from drinking, and there will be no problems with trembling sword hands. Shen Hanfeng is extremely self-disciplined.The last time he drank, he was still young and ignorant, and was half-coaxed and half-deceived by Du Heng to drink down.Seeing this jug today, but for some reason, Shen Hanfeng couldn't help but get drunk to relieve his worries.

The Nether Whip is the magic weapon of Demon Venerable Wei Shengming, and there are even rumors that this whip may have been tempered by Wei Shengming, and it may have given birth to spiritual wisdom and advanced to the level of an immortal weapon.Today's spiritual consciousness is coming fiercely, and it is obvious where it came from.With such a connection, even the origin of the apprentice's devilish energy was explained.

No wonder Du Heng was unable to decipher the mysteries in the devil's energy. Wei Shengming's cultivation was already in the middle stage of Mahayana, if he hadn't compromised more than a dozen orthodox powers, how could he be suppressed.

Shen Hanfeng's hand holding the cup tightened, and there was a sound of broken jade, and the white jade wine cup in his hand shattered into several pieces.

Startled, Zhuo Junchen stretched out his hand to see Master's hand, but Shen Hanfeng dodged it lightly.

"It's nothing." Shen Hanfeng frowned, upset in his heart.Zhuo Junchen was worried, not knowing where Master's anger came from.

There was a noise at the door, Zhuo Junchen looked up, and saw Shen Hansong and a Taoist in blue robes coming in, surrounded by a group of juniors.When Zhuo Junchen raised his head, Shen Hansong and the Taoist seemed to feel something, and they also looked towards them.

The Taoist's expression was a little surprised, and although the stiffness on Shen Hansong's face flashed by, it did not escape Zhuo Junchen's eyes.Zhuo Junchen handed a piece of white silk to the master, while Shen Hanfeng was trying to sprinkle the remaining wine in his hand, as if he didn't notice the gaze of the two of them.

Although he turned a blind eye to it, the two didn't intend to just expose it, the Taoist said something to Shen Hansong, and they walked over.

"Shen Xianjun, long time no see." The Taoist greeted Shen Hanfeng with a smile.

Shen Hanfeng just sat where he was, without moving: "Taoist Master Tianyu, long time no see."

Tianyu was not annoyed at all when she saw this, she still had a smile on her face, and said to Shen Han who was beside her: "Patriarch Shen, I am old acquaintances with Shen Xianjun, since we met today, I have to talk about the past, so I won't be with you .”

Shen Hansong forcefully forced a smile: "There, since the Taoist chief and the fourth younger brother are old acquaintances, they should be at the same table." Tianyu nodded, not caring, and sat next to Shen Hanfeng. The young disciple who looked like a Taoist priest followed behind him, but he just stood there.

Shen Hansong saw that there was no room for him to stay, so he exchanged some pleasantries with Tianyu, acted like brothers and sisters with Shen Hanfeng, told him to take care of him, and then left with the rest of the people.Taoist Tianyu looked young, but with a goatee on his face, he looked very upright. After watching Shen Hansong leave, he looked at Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, are these two students?" Tianyu stroked his beard.

Shen Hanfeng and Zhuo Junchen introduced: "This is Tianyu Zhenjun of Tianfang Temple." Jindan is called Zhenren, Yuanying is called Zhenjun, and Huashen is called Xianjun. This Tianyu Taoist is the same as Du Heng, but is A Nascent Soul monk.

Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu looked at each other, they naturally got up and greeted Tianyu as a junior.Just looking at the little Taoist priests standing behind him like door gods, the two of them couldn't sit back.

Shen Hanfeng said again: "This is my apprentice Zhuo Junchen, this is Brother Du's disciple Mu Zisu."

Tianyu said: "It turns out that he is Du Zhenjun's disciple, and he really looks like a dragon and a phoenix." Shen Hanfeng didn't speak, and Mu Zisu said a few words in fear and fear.

Tianyu noticed the restraint of the two, turned her head and said to the disciples beside her, "Sit down too, Shen Xianjun is modest, you don't need to be formal."

Seeing the disciples of Tianfang Temple take their seats, Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu sat down.I thought I could continue eating now, but Taoist Tianyu was extremely noisy this time, dragging Shen Hanfeng to talk non-stop, from the Shen family's birthday banquet to the next year's Xianzong Grand Competition.Even though Kuazhuo and Junchen were both talented and sure to stand out, Mu Zisu still felt depressed and couldn't be happy at all.

Taoist Tianyu is an elder, so when he speaks, they can only listen to him, and can't feast on them.Muzisu felt better only when he occasionally saw the hungry faces of those little disciples of Tianfang Temple turning blue. At any rate, they ate something. The little Taoists behind are pitiful.

It took an hour to say this, and even Zhuo Junchen couldn't help feeling strange.Obviously, Master's reaction was extremely cold, and he only responded occasionally, why is Daoist Tianyu in such a good mood this time.While thinking about it, he ate a piece of golden cake that his master gave him. Mu Zisu sat beside him, watching the piece of cake being eaten slowly, as if he heard the sound of his own heart bleeding.

A meal is not finished until the lights are brightly lit.Mu Zisu finally heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the little Taoist priests who hadn't even picked up their chopsticks leave after the happy Taoist Tianyu.

"Hurry up and eat, although it's getting colder, don't be hungry." Zhuo Junchen thoughtfully packed a lot of dishes for Mu Zisu.Mu Zisu, who was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, didn't even bother to respond, so he plunged into his job.Zhuo Junchen couldn't help laughing at him.

"Shen Xianjun, Patriarch, please go to the study for a while." Zhuo Junchen heard a strange voice, a Shen family boy whom he had never seen before was standing beside Shen Hanfeng, tremblingly asking for instructions.Shen Hanfeng stood up without even looking at him.

After taking two steps, Shen Hanfeng turned back to Zhuo Junchen and said, "Ah Chen, come with me."

Zhuo Junchen was a little surprised, but followed Shen Hanfeng without any delay.

"Master, is it okay for me to listen to what you say?" Zhuo Junchen asked as he walked.

Shen Hanfeng shook his head and said: "It's okay." He laughed, and his laughter was cold, "There is nothing shady, so I can't tell you to listen." Zhuo Junchen suspected that he heard the voice of the master gnashing his teeth, but he always felt that he had been gnashing his teeth. An indifferent master would not have such emotions.

Zhuo Junchen was finally left outside the study.Seeing his extremely ugly expression, Shen Hansong taunted him: "It's really a master-student love, can't let it go anywhere? No wonder Suxue girl said that you are willing to spend a lot of money for him."

Shen Hanfeng just replied lightly: "What does it have to do with you?"