Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

"I don't know, it should be from the Qingxu Sword Sect." Jun Yanzhi lowered his head and thought for a while, "I'm just guessing...Hengyang Palace has a history of more than 2000 years, and there is no "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" I have some doubts about the source and records, but in fact there is no evidence at all.”

Wen Jing suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Your real name is Changsun Shaoyi, how did you get that surname?"

Jun Yanzhi also frowned: "I also wanted to ask you a long time ago, how do you know the surname 'Eldest Sun'?"

Wen Jing thought to himself, since we are already so close to him, there is no need to hide anything, so he said: "My life experience is a bit strange, if I tell you, don't think that I am thinking wildly."

Jun Yanzhi smiled but wasn't a smile: "Yeah."

Wen Jing thought for a while and said: "It will take several hours to talk about it, why don't you go back and sit down and talk about it."

Jun Yanzhi smiled and took his hand: "Let's go!"

The two of them returned to the inn in less than a moment, Jun Yanzhi asked the clerk to bring a jar of wine and a few small dishes, and drank with Wen Jing in the room.Wen Jing didn't drink often, so he politely declined a few words.Jun Yanzhi said calmly, "If you don't drink, I'll feed you."

One sentence made Wen Jing blush.

After a few glasses of wine, Wen Jing pulled down his collar, feeling a little drunk: "What I'm about to say is really unbelievable. Brother, after listening to it, don't treat me as a different kind."

"Well, don't treat you as a different kind, just say it."

Wen Jing told Jun Yanzhi everything that happened from childhood to adulthood.When talking about the scene of stabbing Jun Yanzhi, Wen Jing regretted it deeply, and was afraid that it would remind him of sad memories, so he hesitated to speak.

Seeing that he lowered his head, Jun Yanzhi's voice became more and more choked, and he hugged him coquettishly: "At that time, you were induced to misunderstand me and stab me with a sword, and the fault was not entirely on you."

Wen Jing pursed her lips and nodded, with a pale face, she said, "I have spent my whole life..."

Wen Xiang hugged her arms full, and Wen Jing was pitifully guilty, how could Jun Yanzhi bear his look of "I can't wait to make up for you, I'll do whatever you want"?So he stopped listening to the rest of the matter for the time being, and gently took off his clothes and said, "Since we want to be together, there are plenty of opportunities to make up for it."

Wen Jing nodded with tears in his eyes, and was pushed down by him logically, and did it again.

late at night.

Jun Yanzhi hugged the sleeping Wen Jing, gently stroking the scars on his body.

I don't know how many dreams like this I have had in the past few years, but when I woke up, it was all in vain.

Now that he lost it and regained it, it is indeed ecstatic, but every time he sees these scars, he thinks of the pain Wen Jing has suffered, and feels pain from the bottom of his heart, so wronged that he wants to cry.

Moreover, the scars burned by the real fire of samadhi cannot be repaired with his current ability.

It would be fine if Wen Jing didn't care, but he didn't say anything, but he might not be so free and easy in his heart. Even when he fell asleep, he subconsciously buried his left face in the pillow and quilt to cover it, only showing his healthy right face.When the two were having sex, Wen Jing didn't like to light candles either, and always subconsciously lowered his head and turned sideways, not wanting Jun Yanzhi to see his ruined appearance.

This is obviously a little inferiority complex, which makes Jun Yanzhi feel so distressed that he can't say it.

A warm hand was raised to touch Jun Yanzhi's face, Wen Jing half-opened his eyes sleepily: "Brother...why are you crying?"

Jun Yanzhi hurriedly hugged him tightly, and said softly: "Did I quarrel you?"

"No, I've had enough sleep." Wen Jing wiped the tears on Jun Yanzhi's cheeks, and comforted him softly, "We should be happy that we can be together in the future, brother, don't cry."

"Well... I know." Jun Yanzhi gently grabbed his hand, "What do you want to do next? I'll accompany you."

Wen Jing was speechless, and reminded: "Brother, have you forgotten... There are still people chasing and killing us."

Jun Yanzhi pondered for a moment, and said softly: "That person only got half of the inheritance, and he must be furious. I am the only successor of Hengyang Palace, so he will think that I have already got the first half of the inheritance. Guess what he will do?"

"do not know……"

"He used you as bait two years ago, and he can do this kind of trick. Who do you think he will shoot now?"

Wen Jing "thumped" and half sat up.

"Hui Shifeng!"

"Don't worry... Master is ready." Jun Yanzhi whispered in Wen Jing's ear, "Let's go to Qingxu Sword Sect slowly, don't worry too much, just wait for news from Master, then we can... ..."

His voice became lower and lower, and his lips were gently pressed against his earlobe again.

Wen Jing was a little apprehensive.Although the master is a golden core cultivator, but Hui Shifeng's senior brothers are not high-level, and that person seems to be a blood cultivator with high morals...

It's just that since Jun Yanzhi said that he has prepared well, is it safe?

Who is that man!

Wen Jing remembered what the two of them hadn't finished talking during the day: "Brother, you haven't told me what is the allusion to your surname, eldest grandson?"

Jun Yanzhi frowned and said: "My father once mentioned that the ancestor's original surname was the eldest grandson, but later changed his surname to Yun in order to take refuge. I am the Young Palace Master of Hengyang Palace, a direct descendant, so I was told my real surname. This matter even my mother and sister Do not know at all."

"Evacuate... I don't know what kind of difficulty to avoid..."

"If the Hengyang Palace really originated from the Qingxu Sword Sect, it must have been two or three thousand years ago. At that time, the Deadwood Taoist ruled the Qingxu Sword Sect, and it was the time of prosperity, and no disputes or divisions were heard. "

split...dispute...

Wen Jing lowered his head and murmured to himself: "...Qingxuzi likes to be quiet all his life, and there are only fifteen disciples under his sect, each occupying one peak in Xunyang. After the eldest disciple Kumu Taoist entered the golden core stage, he could not retreat in the cave. Unable to form alchemy, or died early, or died in the battle. For hundreds of years, most of the disciples and grandchildren were mediocre, and no one was able to take on the important task. Instead, the few sets of inheritance ancient scrolls left by Qing Xuzi fought to the death Among them, Hongxiufeng's lineage was framed and forced to leave, and took away the two sets of ancient scrolls left by Qing Xuzi..."

Two ancient scrolls!

Jun Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "...Is this written in the book you mentioned?"

"Hmm..." Wen Jing guessed in a low voice, "Tell me, are the two sets of ancient scrolls inherited from Hengyang Palace the same as the two sets taken away by the master of Hongxiu Peak more than 3000 years ago?"

"What was the name of the owner of Hongxiu Peak back then?"

"do not know."

"If his surname is eldest grandson—"

Suddenly there was a sound of "dong dong dong" at the door, like a hard stone knocking fiercely on the door.

"Who?" Wen Jing narrowed his eyes.

Jun Yanzhi stroked his hair: "...big turtle."

Wen Jing got out of bed in a hurry, opened the door and saw that a big black tortoise crawled over from the corner, lying nervously at the door, wriggling and turning around, as if a little at a loss.

Wen Jing quickly picked it up and returned to the bed: "What's wrong? Are you so nervous?"

Jun Yanzhi sat up halfway, and looked down at it: "In the past few years, I have become smarter than before, and it seems that my wisdom is about to be opened."

"Is there danger nearby? Does it sense it?"

Jun Yanzhi said lightly: "The only time it is more sensitive than me is when it grabs food from me." He felt a little unfair as he spoke, and said unwillingly: "...Occasionally, it also perceives your behavior earlier than me. Existence. Don’t worry, when the wisdom is slowly opened, there will always be some panic and bewildered reactions.”

Wen Jing cast a calming spell on it, and the big turtle calmed down slowly, and lay docilely in Wen Jing's arms.

"Are you still tired? Do you want to sleep?" Jun Yanzhi lightly put his arms around Wen Jing's waist, "We will stop here for another night, and we will leave tomorrow morning. You should rest well first."

"Senior brother has the final say."

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Wen Jing finally fell asleep again, with the ruined half of her face still pressed against the pillow.Jun Yanzhi gently turned him over, hugged him in his arms, and sprayed Wen Jing's face.

Wen Jing's head drooped, and he fell into a deeper sleep.

The big turtle at the side moved his head uncomfortably, stared blankly at Jun Yanzhi, and slowly crawled to the edge of the bed.

Jun Yanzhi put it under the bed calmly.

A white light glowed in his hand, and it lightly landed on Wen Jing's left face, stroking his injured cheek.The aura slowly permeated and soothed along the scar, extending to Wen Jing's skin and blood.

Even though he knew the hope was slim, he still wanted to treat it.

Jun Yanzhi hugged him motionless for eight hours, and finally he was exhausted, exhausted, and slowly half sat up.With his current cultivation base, it is really impossible to heal the damage caused by the virtual magic weapon.

The big tortoise didn't know where it crawled, but the storage bag on the ground made a rustling sound, as if something was about to come out, and it was trapped by something, very anxious.

Jun Yanzhi got out of bed slowly, opened the opening of the storage bag, and saw a jade slip dangling from the big turtle's mouth, and his leg was entangled by some kind of rope, looking pitifully at it. Following Jun Yanzhi, he kicked his legs indiscriminately.

Jun Yanzhi took the big turtle out and untied it.It's the first time I've seen such a thief who can steal things and tie himself up.I'm afraid it will take some time before the enlightenment of spiritual intelligence... I guess.

He took out the jade slip from Big Turtle's mouth, and said, "Don't steal from now on—"

Suddenly, the last trace of spiritual energy in the body leaked into the jade slip.

Unexpectedly, the jade slip showed a light green soft light, and lines of characters suddenly appeared on the jade slip!

Jun Yan was taken aback, this jade slip is for him?

The characters on the jade slips were handwritten, a little scribbled, and it could be seen that the person who wrote them was in a bad mood.

"If you don't become a fairy in this life, I will let you never recover."

Jun Yanzhi's eyelashes trembled, and he continued to read intently.

There is a set of wood-based healing techniques in the jade slips, but I don't know what effects they have.Afterwards, he wrote a long paragraph of scribbled and gibberish words, which seemed to tell a long and sad story that had nothing to do with him.

"After Qing Xuzi practiced sword in the Zhuxian Pagoda, he sometimes suffered from burns. This technique can be used to heal his injuries. During the period of practicing this technique, he must calm down and recuperate. No sexual intercourse and lust are allowed, otherwise the success will be in vain..."

After a long time-

The slender figure slowly stood up from the cold ground, and put the jade slip back into the storage bag.He went back to the bed and lay down, held Wen Jing in his arms like a baby, and said softly: "Wait, I will cure you..."