Master, love me again!

After listening to Master's words, Zhuo Junchen gradually felt no fear, and fell into a deep sleep at some point.When he woke up, the bronze mirror next to his pillow naturally lost its spiritual power and went dark.Holding the bronze mirror, Zhuo Junchen secretly made up his mind that Master is in danger outside, so he must cultivate hard so that he can help Master in the future.

On the whole, Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng only spent a few days together, as if there was a kind of innate trust in him, and he firmly believed in his words.

Since the master said that he will come back when the flowers bloom, he will not lie to him.

With such a return date that does not count as a return date, Zhuo Junchen felt much more at ease. Every day, he first went to the Lingyao Peak to seek treatment from Du Heng, and then stayed in the mansion of Shuangtian Peak to practice. I received a lot of supercilious looks from Du Heng.The one thing that is unshakable like cultivation is that Zhuo Junchen always uses the bronze mirror to talk to his master before going to bed after practicing every day.

Shen Hanfeng never mentioned what kind of mission he shouldered, and Zhuo Junchen didn't ask, but patiently waited for the grass on Shuangtian Peak to bloom.Not only the grass in the room, Zhuo Junchen found that all the purple flowers on the entire Shuangtian Peak were gone, as if taken away by the master.

But in just half a month, he went from the first level of Qi refining to the third level of Qi refining.Although the cultivation was boring, Zhuo Junchen could exert inexhaustible strength every time he thought that Master would be less tired when his spiritual power was raised once.

After another day of breathing and practicing, Zhuo Junchen leaned over to the window to watch, it was already evening outside.Feeling the aura flowing in his body, Zhuo Junchen curled his lips. He was still at the third level of Qi refining. When he practiced the first and second levels, he was obviously very fast, but at the third level, he always felt that he could not reach the end of his cultivation.If his dantian was compared to a jar that could hold two bowls of water, Zhuo Junchen thought that now his dantian could hold at least ten bowls of water.

"No wonder Master Du said that the journey of cultivating immortality is like sailing against the current. The more advanced the cultivation, the greater the resistance you will encounter." Zhuo Junchen thought to himself, and for the first time had his own opinion on cultivating immortals.While thinking about it, he quickly jumped out of bed, ready to put on his shoes and go to the Elixir Peak, but he bent down and was about to put on the boots, but his movement stopped.

The flowers are blooming.

The little purple flower bud was not as big and beautiful as when he came to Shuangtian Peak, but it was indeed a delicate one.

Zhuo Junchen's eyes lit up suddenly, he pulled on his boots and ran out the door.Just standing at the door of the mansion, he hesitated.Shuangtian Peak is so big, where is Master now? If he runs around, will he miss Master...

Zhuo Junchen bit his lip, his eyes full of hesitation.Suddenly there was a heavy weight on the head, Zhuo Junchen turned around happily, only to see that the person holding his head was none other than Du Heng, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Du Heng watched this little nephew's expression change from anticipation to disappointment, and found it very interesting, but he was a little uncertain when he saw the child about to cry.

"Shen Hanfeng, if you don't come to comfort me, your apprentice will lose the golden beans!" Du Heng turned his head and shouted behind his back.

Zhuo Junchen blinked, turned slightly sideways, and saw a corner of pure white clothes showing behind Du Heng.

"Master!" Zhuo Junchen hugged Master's thigh without hesitation after seeing Shen Hanfeng's face clearly.

Du Heng's voice was full of smiles: "You have taken in a good apprentice. You have only been practicing for a long time, and you are already at the third level of Qi refining. That kid Zisu, who practiced earlier than him, is still not even at the third level. Can't touch it."

Hearing this, Shen Hanfeng touched Zhuo Junchen's head. Now he is still small, not reaching Shen Hanfeng's waist.Du Heng looked at the affectionate look of the two masters and apprentices, and he didn't speak, he couldn't help being a little unhappy: "Are you planning to stand here for the rest of your life?"

Zhuo Junchen had just hugged enough, he pulled the corner of the master's clothes and waited for the master's assignment.

Shen Hanfeng bent down, hugged Zhuo Junchen directly, turned to Du Heng and said, "Let's talk in the room."

Du Heng shook his head, walked to the courtyard first, and said jokingly: "Are you raising an apprentice or a son?"

Zhuo Junchen didn't like to leave Shuangtian Peak, and Du Heng didn't make it difficult. It wouldn't be difficult to send a few cronies over to take care of the child.The three of them sat down around a table of eight immortals, and Shen Hanfeng made a cup of tea for each of them.This spiritual tea is naturally replaced by someone every day.

Shen Hanfeng was still taciturn as always, but Du Heng was rarely joking, and told about Zhuo Junchen's spiritual root cultivation.After praising Zhuo Junchen's talent again, Du Heng's expression became serious: "Your apprentice's spiritual roots are different from ordinary people, and you must pay more attention to your cultivation in the future. It will work, you have to try it one by one to know.”

Shen Hanfeng nodded: "Please worry about it."

Du Heng glanced at Zhuo Junchen, and the child looked at them with a cup in his hand, looking confused.

After Du Heng left, Zhuo Junchen asked his doubts, Shen Hanfeng remained silent for a long time before saying, "Master will tell you when the time comes." Zhuo Junchen was quite precocious, so naturally he didn't continue to ask.

Zhuo Junchen practiced extremely hard, and now that Shen Hanfeng came back, he did not stop practicing.In the evening, Zhuo Junchen regained his senses from his cultivation, and the master was standing in front of the door watching him.Seeing that he was fully awake, Shen Hanfeng just said indifferently: "Come out and eat."

A cultivator must reach the Golden Core Realm before he can completely indica. Before that, he had to eat spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables to survive, and Zhuo Junchen was no exception.

The food on the table was still piping hot, much more than usual.Shen Hanfeng sat beside him. Although he didn't need to eat, he insisted on taking food for Zhuo Junchen occasionally. The relationship between the two was quite warm.

After Zhuo Junchen finished eating, he suddenly remembered something, put down his chopsticks and said to Shen Hanfeng: "Master, I have been practicing for the past few days, and there is one thing that is very strange?"

Shen Hanfeng frowned: "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Junchen thought for a while and said, "I cultivated according to the method Master Du taught me, but the aura in my body is not stored in the dantian like the exercises say, but part of it stays in the sea of ​​qi." While speaking, Zhuo Junchen also pointed to his Qihai acupoint, pointing out the location where a part of the spiritual energy remained for Master to see.In the past few days, his cultivation has not improved a single inch, and he finally realized the reason for his stagnant cultivation.

Shen Hanfeng got up and walked around behind Zhuo Junchen. The child wanted to turn around, but was stopped by Shen Hanfeng: "Sit down, don't resist later." As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Junchen felt a cold and piercing spiritual power from the Lingtai Flow down.

Zhuo Junchen's teeth clenched, the child started to practice, even though Shen Hanfeng had instructed him, the spiritual power in his body still surged up unconsciously, and subconsciously began to resist.Fortunately, Shen Hanfeng's cultivation base was more than a star and a half higher than that of the child, and the icy cold spiritual power soaked through all Zhuo Junchen's perception in an instant, and the thunder and fire attribute spiritual power was suppressed by Shen Hanfeng before it had any effect.

Zhuo Junchen was not used to it at first, and had to grit his teeth to endure the cold spiritual power, but after a long time, he gradually got used to it.There is only a sense of coolness in the meridians.His own small group of spiritual power was sealed in the dantian by the master, and a small strand of cool spiritual power was lingering in his sea of ​​qi.

Qihai acupoint is one of the big taboos for both cultivators and ordinary martial arts masters.If this acupuncture point is broken, the spiritual energy and internal energy in the body will never be able to accumulate, and even a person with high talent will become a useless person.Zhuo Junchen turned his back to the master, and couldn't see the master's appearance, but the cold air holding him in his body had stayed for a long time, and there was no movement at all, which made him a little uneasy.

I don't know how long it took before the cold spiritual power receded like a tide.Zhuo Junchen turned his head quickly, the master's appearance was as calm as ever, and nothing unusual could be seen.

Seeing his worried look, Shen Hanfeng comforted him: "Don't worry too much, just practice as usual."

Zhuo Junchen nodded in agreement.

At night, the master and apprentice did not return to the ice cave on the top of the mountain. Shen Hanfeng seemed to have decided to live in the valley from now on.

Zhuo Junchen practiced in the room for a while, but he still didn't make any progress, so he stopped resentfully.After rolling back and forth on the bed a few times, Zhuo Junchen crawled up, and carefully lay down on the wall.

After the meal, the master drove him back to his room, instead of waiting for him to fall asleep before leaving as before.Zhuo Junchen pressed his ears against the wall, but there was no movement from the next door.He recalled carefully for a while, except for the sound of Master entering and closing the door, he heard no sound.

Sitting back on the bed a little disappointed, Zhuo Junchen patted his pillow vigorously.Annoyed eyes fell on the pillow and stopped suddenly, Zhuo Junchen suddenly had an idea.

Getting out of bed with his own pillow in his arms, Zhuo Junchen didn't rush to find his master, instead he made a long look at the bronze mirror in the room where he was arranging his clothes, and finally got a satisfactory description before leaving the room .

When Shen Hanfeng opened the door, what he saw was the little apprentice hugging the pillow, asking with a half naive and half shy expression: "Master, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Shen Hanfeng looked down at him: "Afraid?"

Zhuo Junchen's small eyes wandered around: "No."

Shen Hanfeng sighed slightly, reached out to hug him, and walked to Zhuo Junchen's room: "Master, stay with you for a while, sleep well."

Zhuo Junchen struggled and jumped out of Shen Hanfeng's arms after hearing it, and asked eagerly, "Master...do you not like Ah Chen anymore?"

Shen Hanfeng frowned, his face was a little gloomy, Zhuo Junchen panicked, and hurriedly grabbed Shen Hanfeng's sleeve: "Master, don't be angry, Dust, Dust will be obedient in the future!"

Shen Hanfeng sighed slightly, there was nothing he could do with this apprentice.He reached out and touched Zhuo Junchen's head, but his usually steady hand was trembling at this moment.