Master, love me again!

Du Heng went to Shuangtian Peak overnight, and when he saw the listless master and apprentice, he yelled at him.

"I said, Shen Hanfeng, do you want to try my medical skills? I told you that your hand is seriously injured this time. You can't lift heavy objects, and you can't even hold a sword. Did you go to the top of the mountain to practice sword again? ?” Du Heng was exasperated.

Shen Hanfeng took off the bloody bandage on his right arm in silence. As a doctor, Du Heng naturally couldn't tolerate the patient Shen Hanfeng coming by himself. He cursed, but he still took out the equipment and re-bandaged Shen Hanfeng.

"Heavy Object" Zhuo Junchen stood beside the master, staring at the wound on the master's hand without turning his eyes.The wound on Shen Hanfeng's hand was bone-deep, as if it was left by the sharp claws of some kind of strange beast. At this time, the wound was torn and looked quite bloody.The best hemostatic medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and the muscles on the arm twitched unconsciously, but Shen Hanfeng couldn't see the slightest pain on his face, and he stretched out his intact left hand to cover Zhuo Junchen's eyes.

His vision darkened, Zhuo Junchen remained silent and did not struggle, only now he remembered that Master picked him up with his left hand when he came back.Now that the wound on Master's hand is cracking, it must have been caused when he was struggling to get down just now.The child bit his lip, not to mention the regret in his heart, blinked his eyes, and the eye sockets became wet.

The hands covering his eyes were stiff, Zhuo Junchen only heard Shen Hanfeng say to Du Heng in a cold voice: "If there is nothing serious, you can go back early after you bandage me."

Du Heng snorted coldly: "You are so comfortable in dispatching, do you really think that I come and go when you are called?"

Shen Hanfeng replied: "Shen Hanfeng will remember the help of Zhenjun today."

Du Heng laughed angrily at him, took the things away and cursed: "Next time you continue to abuse yourself like this, I will come and take care of you!" After finishing speaking, he left angrily.

Shen Hanfeng has known him for many years, so he naturally understands Du Heng's temperament and doesn't take it seriously.When Du Heng was far away, Shen Hanfeng pulled the little apprentice over.Zhuo Junchen looked at him with red eyes, and Shen Hanfeng sighed: "This is an old injury that Master has had for a long time, and it has nothing to do with you."

Zhuo Junchen blinked, originally he was just feeling sour in his heart. Hearing Master's words, tears flowed down his face: "It's all my fault. I didn't know that Master was injured. I returned it to Master when I came back." So much trouble."

Shen Hanfeng was naturally cold, and he had never coaxed a child before, so he could only touch Zhuo Junchen's head, and comforted his apprentice awkwardly: "It's not a serious wound, it doesn't hurt, and it won't even leave a scar after it's healed." Excuse me." With his cultivation at the stage of transformation into a god, as long as the wound is not destructive, it will not leave traces after it heals, so it is not considered a lie to a child.

Zhuo Junchen heard it, but burst into tears: "I've seen it, it's so big, such a big one!" The child whimpered and gestured, "Master still lied to me that it doesn't hurt, it's obviously me who committed the crime. wrong."

Shen Hanfeng had some headaches, after wiping away the child's tears, he cried even more fiercely.Shen Hanfeng was helpless, and nodded his apprentice's forehead: "Little crying bag."

Shen Hanfeng tried his best but still couldn't coax the child well, and in the end he was tired from crying and fell into a deep sleep.The wound on Shen Hanfeng's body hadn't healed, and Du Heng had already told her to take a good rest.The master and apprentice slept together on the same bed again this night, which was considered to have fulfilled Zhuo Junchen's little wish when he passed by with his pillow in his arms.

On the second day, Zhuo Junchen woke up earlier than Shen Hanfeng.When Shen Hanfeng opened his eyes, the apprentice was already kneeling beside him, his eyes were red like a poor rabbit.Crying all night, Zhuo Junchen's waxy voice was a little hoarse, and he said seriously: "Master, I will practice hard in the future, and when I grow up, I will help you do things so that you don't have to work so hard, I promise !" The child's promises are always naive, he clearly still doesn't understand the heavy pressure on the shoulders of the master, but his immature voice is very firm.

Shen Hanfeng smiled, and touched the top of his apprentice's hair: "Master, you don't need to work so hard, as long as I don't die, I will protect you for a day of peace."

Zhuo Junchen was still young, but his slightly persistent personality had already revealed some clues.Although Shen Hanfeng said that he only wanted him to live happily every day, he stubbornly devoted himself to the boring practice every day.It is clear that such a young child shut himself up in the room to practice quietly, without the slightest bit of playfulness and naughtiness of children of the same age.

Although Shen Hanfeng wanted to change him, but this apprentice was obedient and told him to stop cultivating, but he couldn't do anything.In addition, although Shen Hanfeng has a different temperament from his apprentice, he was also a seedling who practiced hard in his early years, and he had no other way to attract Zhuo Junchen.Du Heng also used to talk about them. He was so addicted to cultivation that he was indeed a natural master and apprentice.

Time flies, time flies, and it is 13 years in a blink of an eye.

The teleportation circle between Lingyao Peak and Shuangtian Peak has never been taken down since it was built.Mu Zisu climbed up to the top of Shuangtian Peak with light steps, and he saw a person practicing sword on the glacier.The black ice is extremely smooth, but the figure of the man dancing the sword is like flowing clouds and flowing water.The dark blue student's clothes made the other party's complexion fair, and the already opened face had faded from the roundness of childhood, with the unique youthful tenderness of teenagers. The originally bright big eyes were slightly narrow and elongated, and the long eyebrows flew diagonally. Added a bit of handsomeness and sharpness.

Mu Zisu admired in his heart, and he didn't care if he would be disturbed, and shouted: "Jun Chen! Let's go to the Disciple Hall to get the certificate!"

Zhuo Junchen stopped his movements, and Mu Zisu was no longer that round-faced boy. Although his brows and eyes were not as handsome as Zhuo Junchen's, he was full of vigor, and the aura of Mizuki spirit root on his body made people get closer.Seeing that Zhuo Junchen retracted his sword, Mu Zisu trotted over, but walking on the ice, he was always unable to grasp his balance, and the soles of his feet slipped and walked crookedly.

Zhuo Junchen sighed and reached out to help him.Mu Zisu muttered: "Didn't you sleep directly on the ice at night? Why are you so safe?" Zhuo Junchen smiled and said nothing, lifted Mu Zisu by one shoulder, and pulled him from the glacier to the grass beside the glacier superior.

Mu Zisu patted the corner of his crumpled clothes and said, "Looking at you, could it be that your cultivation has improved again?"

Zhuo Junchen bent his lips, and stretched his brows and eyes: "It's already the sixth level of foundation establishment."

Mu Zisu raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of wonder, but he said: "Yes, at the speed of your cultivation, it's a strange thing to have stayed at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment for so long, and it should be like this now." Mu Zisu Zisu and Zhuo Junchen grew up together, and they have been compared by Du Heng for many years, but Zhuo Junchen's cultivation level has been left behind by Zhuo Junchen, and he has never really taken Zhuo Junchen as a target. Pass.However, when he had just broken through to the second level of Foundation Establishment some time ago, he would have thought complacently that if Zhuo Junchen waited for him, he might be able to cultivate to a higher level.Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face so quickly.

Zhuo Junchen said: "There is still a long way to go from the master." The cultivation becomes more and more difficult at the later stage. Although Shen Hanfeng's cultivation base has only been improved from the middle stage of the transformation of the gods to the late stage of the transformation of the gods, Zhuo Junchen still feels that he is the same He is out of reach.

Mu Zisu patted Zhuo Junchen's shoulder and said, "Don't be so serious, my master said that when Master Shen was your age, his cultivation was not as good as yours. If I give you decades, I will wait for you At the age of Martial Uncle Shen, the stage of transforming into a god is definitely not a problem."

Zhuo Junchen smiled and said nothing, but secretly shook his head in his heart.Although Mu Zisu was very close to him, he probably couldn't understand how he felt every time he changed the medicine for Master.Especially in recent years, every time Master went out according to the master's decree, he came back with big and small scars all over his body.Even though he knew that Master Du's magical hand would rejuvenate, no matter how terrible these scars were, they would eventually disappear without a trace, but Zhuo Junchen couldn't bear to see his master's wounds all over his body more and more.

Looking at Zhuo Junchen's gloomy expression, Mu Zisu could guess what he was thinking, but it was his respected and loved master who was tossed about by the annoying spirit of the sect master. Zhuo Junchen's dissatisfaction and heartache, It's what he's used to seeing.

"Speaking of which, didn't Uncle Shen send you a message that he will be back in the next few days? Why don't you hurry up and get back with me? Let me tell you, my master prepared a plaster a few days ago. I don’t know how much more effective it is than the previous ones, I’ll take you back to the elixir peak and come back soon after receiving the items!” There was no one around, but Mu Zisu suppressed his voice and winked at Zhuo Junchen mysteriously .

Zhuo Junchen chuckled lightly: "I'm flying the sword?"

Mu Zisu waved his hand: "Naturally! With our two legs, how far will we go!"

Shen Hanfeng found a thunder-fire attribute spirit sword early on and gave it to his apprentice.This sword is called Chong Xiao, and it is a middle-grade magical weapon, but Shen Hanfeng still thinks it is not good enough for Zhuo Junchen, and it is only used for him to practice transportation.After the foundation building period, he will probably find another high-quality weapon for him to use as a natal spiritual weapon.

Zhuo Junchen took out the Chongxiao Sword from the Qiankun bag, injected it with spiritual power, and took Mu Zisu Yujian down the mountain to the Disciple Hall.

The disciple hall was still as lively as ever, there was an endless stream of disciples coming and going, and the stewards in the hall were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, there was a long queue in front of them.Mu Zisu looked around for a while, found a shorter line to go up, and said to Zhuo Junchen as he walked: "I heard that the disciple hall in the outer sect is more lively, next time I will talk to Master, Let's see if we can get the law, so we can go out and learn more!"

Zhuo Junchen shook his head, and just about to reject Mu Zisu's proposal, he heard a cold snort of disdain from beside him.The two turned their heads to look, and there was a young man who was about the same age as them standing in the queue next to them. His appearance was not bad, but the way his eyes were raised above the top made people frown.

Noticing the gazes of the two, the young man raised his voice and said: "For those who have no ability, they still need a master when they go to an outer sect. It's better to practice seriously, and one day they will win the favor of their master and become a direct disciple." Come and go freely."