Blind Master Raises Enthusiastic Apprentices

For the next two long and short days, Lu Qianzhou was either on the mountain or in the bamboo forest, and he never went to see Gu Xizui again.

Legend has it that time is precious. Heng Jiumo, a busy man, spends a day in the casino, and when he comes out, he loses even his precious house.

This matter spread crazy in the Demon Realm, and there was a joyous atmosphere in the Demon Realm.They just waited for Heng Jiumo to bow his knees and beg their Demon Lord to give him a house to live in.

As the head of the Qiongji sect, Heng Jiumo has a lot of backbone and is determined not to live in Ji Yuanting's house.

So Heng Jiumo wandered around in the Demon Realm, like a landlord watching and buying land.

The demon soldiers watching were all vigilant, they were afraid that someone who would eat inside and outside would sell the land to this ancestor, and become neighbors with this ancestor, and they would not have to live in peace in the future.

It's just that they were vigilant until the end, and they didn't see Heng Jiumo buying a house, and they couldn't even see Heng Jiumo anymore.

The demon soldiers were all surprised, and then guessed that it should be the delicate and precious Heng, the head of the house, and they couldn't bear it.

Without his precious house, he couldn't live in the Demon Realm, so he just went out like this, and he didn't have eight big sedan chairs to carry him away. He was afraid of losing face, so Heng Jiumo left secretly.

Tut tut!The demon soldiers all lamented that this unreliable senior brother, who is in charge of the sect, co-authored to use the name of saving his junior brother to come to the Demon Realm Gambling House for a few days, and then went back after losing everything.

He didn't take his junior brother into his heart at all.

Alas, it's so pitiful to have such a senior at the Gu Xizui stall, and the demon soldiers sighed in private.

Until midnight, a loud slamming door broke all their guesses.

In Gu Xizui's room, Heng Jiumo was driven out, and he was driven out together with several thousand-year-old silk quilts.

"How did you come to my bed?!"

Gu Xizui woke up very angry, he was wearing a light underwear and a cloak was thrown on indiscriminately, his ink-like long hair was loose, and there were a few slightly messy hairs on the top of his head, he questioned displeasedly.

Heng Jiumo was driven out. After standing still, he raised his hands sadly and slowly, and gathered his collar.

He lowered his eyes in disappointment, and his tone was full of helplessness: "Junior brother, senior brother has no place to live now, if you don't take me in, I will stay on the street tonight. Senior brother also doesn't want to, no matter how hard the poor school used to be No matter how difficult it is, even if I sleep in a thatched hut, I will let you live in a grass house. Now that my junior brother has a good house to live in, you don’t want to share it with your senior brother?”

The corner of Gu Xizui's mouth twitched.

Yes, when the poor are very difficult, he lives in a grass house.

However, now that he is in the poor school, he still lives in a grass house!

Heng Jiumo's residence has become a courtyard.

"Master, sell your clothes and those quilts, so that you can sleep better than a god tonight."

Gu Xizui was not moved at all, and sincerely made a suggestion.

Thinking of how he just turned around on the bed, he bumped into a chest, and when Gu Xizui opened his eyes, his blurred vision felt like seeing a ghost.

With a "bang!", Gu Xizui rushed to the door mercilessly, not wanting to look at him, the head of the senior brother, at all.

The demon soldiers onlookers held back their laughter, and went to the gambling house when they came to the Demon Realm, completely forgetting about their junior brother, and rubbing their junior brother's bed with the nerve.

They thought that Heng Jiumo, who was kicked out in the middle of the night, finally knew his shame and should go back secretly.

Unexpectedly, Heng Jiumo sighed for a while, then took a few thousand-year-old silk quilts to Lu Qianzhou's residence.

The demon soldiers watched helplessly as Heng Jiumo entered Lu Qianzhou's room with those precious silk quilts, and never came out again.

They were stunned. After rubbing against the juniors, how could they still rub against the residences of the juniors and apprentices?

Lu Qianzhou didn't drive him out, he must have been suppressed by Heng Jiumo's identity as the leader.

The magic soldiers lamented one after another, how shameless.

In Lu Qianzhou's room, after Heng Jiumo came in, he unceremoniously occupied Lu Qianzhou's bed.

Lu Qianzhou was at the side, silently put away his quilt and pillow, and then followed Heng Jiumo's way of making trouble. He directly leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated.

Heng Jiumo lay comfortably on the bed, covered with his thousand-year-old silk quilt, glanced lazily at Lu Qianzhou, and said mercifully:

"I promise you to sleep on the floor, so you don't have to be so cautious."

Lu Qianzhou: "..." Whose room is this?

"I don't need it." Lu Qianzhou only replied these three words coldly.

Heng Jiumo didn't bother to persuade him anymore, he hadn't slept so late, and he would have dark circles again tomorrow.

Needing to sleep quickly, Heng Jiumo yawned lazily, rubbed his soft and comfortable silk quilt, and soon fell asleep.

On the other side, Lu Qianzhou closed his eyes for a while, then opened his eyes, took a long sword, bow and arrow, and went out.

Rabbits are active at night, so he went up the mountain and hunted the rabbits all night.

After beating the rabbit, he went to the kitchen to work for a while, and Lu Qianzhou didn't rest, so he went to the bamboo forest to practice martial arts.

The leaves of the bamboo forest fluttered, and the young man who landed in mid-air was panting slightly. Before he had rested for a moment, the young man started to move again, and the sword energy flew, bringing up a large piece of bamboo leaves on the ground.

He closed his eyes, gathered all his energy to perceive, and the surrounding bamboo leaves flew up and then slowly fell down.

Lu Qianzhou opened his eyes suddenly, stepped on the bamboo beside him, and rose into the air, his slender fingers passed under the falling green bamboo leaves, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

With the help of the bamboo beside him, Lu Qianzhou quickly turned over and landed neatly.

The clenched hand was protecting his chest, and he opened it carefully. A soft petal fragment lay in the palm of his hand.

In this bamboo forest where he has been practicing martial arts, there are no other plants except bamboo, not even a single weed or flower.

Then for this petal, Lu Qianzhou exhaled, raised the corner of his mouth, and put a small petal in his palm

The petals are carefully hidden.

This petal can only be the one that Gu Xizui wanted to give him before.

Lu Qianzhou didn't stop, and continued to exercise his sword energy, flying a bamboo leaf, and then he concentrated again, repeating the previous action.

"I heard that if you leave with me tomorrow, it is very likely that your master will not leave?"

A lazy and precious voice suddenly sounded from above.

Lu Qianzhou carefully protected the petal he found again, and looked down, it was the same color as the previous petal.

He put it away carefully, and then looked up.

Heng Jiumo sat on a crane, pillowed on the crane's slender neck, and flew over in the clouds.

Xianhe sat down skillfully and steadily, and lowered his proud head so that Heng Jiumo could get down.

Lu Qianzhou's heart tightened: "Master told you?" This decision, apart from him, only Gu Xizui knew about it.

After Gu Xizui said this to Heng Jiumo, Lu Qianzhou lowered his eyes and stared at the ground.

It seems that Gu Xizui really doesn't intend to leave.

"Yeah, your master asked me to take good care of you." Heng Jiumo looked at the bamboo leaves flying around and smiled, "You are hunting in the mountains and practicing swords in the bamboo forest, and you haven't stopped for a moment. See Come on, you really miss your master."

"Which apprentice in the world would be willing to part with his master?" Lu Qianzhou replied frankly.

"You are reluctant, but you don't go to him, don't go to him to tell, how will your master know?" Heng Jiumo lowered his eyes, looking at Lu Qianzhou lovingly and pitifully.

Lu Qianzhou felt disgusted by the caring eyes of Heng Jiumo's rare leader. He took a step back and said coldly: "No, if you go, you will be kicked out."

As he spoke, he gave Heng Jiumo a meaningful look.

Heng Jiumo leaned against the crane leisurely, and didn't feel embarrassed at all after hearing this, as if the person who was kicked out by Gu Xizui last night had nothing to do with him.

He looked at the flying bamboo leaves and thought for a while, then nodded: "You're right, you can't take the initiative to look for it."

Lu Qianzhou didn't understand what Heng Jiumo had realized, but saw Heng Jiumo start to place things on the snow-white crane and enjoy the food.

He didn't have the time to study what Heng Jiumo had eaten, so he concentrated and continued to exercise his sword energy.

Bamboo leaves fluttered, disrupting Heng Jiumo's food.

Heng Jiumo didn't lose his temper, but got on the crane again and flew into the air until the height was not affected by the bamboo leaves.

Lu Qianzhou focused his attention on perception, and passed his fingers, but this time he caught nothing.

Heng Jiumo's behavior made him feel something was wrong, but he didn't have time to investigate.

Time is running out, and it is too difficult to find the petal fragments that have been lost for so long.

However, he only has this one, and only this flower is left.

Lu Qianzhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to exercise tirelessly, the sword was aroused, and the bamboo leaves flew.

"So hard?"

The familiar Qingrun voice suddenly sounded, Lu Qianzhou froze all over, and almost stepped on the air with his foot on the bamboo.

He tried his best to concentrate, saved the mistake, turned around neatly, and landed safely.

Looking up, Gu Xizui's slender figure was right in front of him, surrounded by emerald green bamboo leaves.

Lu Qianzhou was at a loss, put away the long sword in his hand in a panic, put it behind his back, stood upright, and called out politely: "Master."

"What are you doing so nervous? Continue to practice." Gu Xizui smiled, and sat down on a random stone, apparently to accompany Lu Qianzhou for a while.

But this scene, in Lu Qianzhou's eyes, seemed like Gu Xizui had come to accompany him for the last time and bid him a final farewell.

His nose was sore, his eyes were red, and he was holding the long sword tightly, but there was nothing he could do!Practice sword in front of Gu Xizui.

He couldn't do it, he couldn't do it, every sword move was just a farewell to Gu Xizui, he would rather he and Gu Xizui never see each other again these two days.

"Master, it's getting cold, go back and rest. Don't worry, Master, after returning to the Qiongji Sect, the apprentice will work harder to practice swords, and he will definitely live up to Master's expectations." Lu Qianzhou spoke, every word and every sentence was extremely respectful, It's just that every time he uttered a word, his breathing seemed to become more difficult.

Just as Gu Xizui sat down, he could still clearly feel the coolness of the rocks underneath. He paused, smiled again, and understood:

"Qian Zhou has grown up and doesn't need my company anymore."

Lu Qianzhou's eyes were so red, he quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Gu Xizui, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, don't catch a cold."

"Understood." Gu Xizui got up, subconsciously replied impatiently, he paused, and added, "You too, pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

"Okay." Lu Qianzhou replied in a low voice, obedient and obedient as usual, but the ending trembled slightly.

The sound of footsteps disappeared completely, Lu Qianzhou walked to the stone where Gu Xizui had only sat for a short while before, and stared blankly.

"I'll pass on the public opinion about your hard work. You have really acted like a diligent and self-disciplined apprentice for me." Heng Jiumo took a bite of his snack, sat on the crane, and flew down slowly, with nothing in his eyes. Don't hide your disappointment.

He walked down and circled around Lu Qianzhou, curious: "Why isn't there a little bit of rogueness that a child should have?"

"Master, he won't take your medicine." Lu Qianzhou looked at Heng Jiumo fiercely, his eyes were gloomy, and he warned word by word, "Don't try to use me again."

Heng Jiumo let out a low laugh, and lost his previous lazy attitude of watching the show. He raised his eyelids, met Lu Qianzhou's stern eyes, and said in a rare and serious voice, "Do you think this is for his own good?"

"Do you know what a demon is? No matter what the demon thinks in his heart, he can never stop sucking other people's souls."

Lu Qianzhou frowned, which meant that Gu Xizui became a new demon in the end, and still needed to suck other people's souls.

However, when the time comes, Gu Xizui can use other methods to conduct transactions, and his thoughts will not be controlled at all, and the nature is completely different.

"So what. It's my master who committed evil, is the head of the sect going to deny you, the only junior?" Lu Qianzhou looked at Heng Jiumo and asked back.

"Who can't stand it, you haven't figured it out yet." Heng Jiumo chuckled, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Lu Qianzhou again, as if he was looking at himself far away, and suddenly he lost his temper.

He smiled lightly, turned around, sat on the crane, picked up a piece of expensive snacks to eat, and returned to his previous laziness and luxury.

"As my junior, when I am disobedient and obediently taking medicine, I am most annoyed. Do evil? How about he do one first and let me see, do I admit it or not?" Said slowly, Heng Jiumo sat down Looking at the crane, it has already taken off, but it cannot be seen clearly.

Lu Qianzhou swung his sword several times angrily at Heng Jiumo who was flying away.

How could there be a senior brother in this world who only wanted to let his junior brother take medicine and become a useless person?What a bad brother!

Lu Qianzhou was thinking secretly in his heart, how to sue Xie Qingyuan in front of Xie Qingyuan when the head of the eight masters was elected, and let Xie Qingyuan teach Heng Jiumo a lesson!

After he swiped his sword several times angrily, he finally calmed down a little. Lu Qianzhou quickly recovered his thoughts, seized the time to move the sword, and the bamboo leaves flew up.

This night, thinking of someone in his room, Lu Qianzhou didn't go back. He sat on the rock and carefully folded the petals together.

The slender fingers are carefully guarded, and half a flower is spliced ​​on the stone.

He looked at it for a long time, took a short rest, went up the mountain to hunt again, then went to the kitchen, and finally practiced sword in the bamboo forest.

"Let's go." Heng Jiumo's deep voice sounded, this time he didn't come on a crane, but walked over in a simple way.

"It's a little bit close." Lu Qianzhou held his sword, breathed heavily, and said in a hoarse voice.

"If you continue to practice, you will pass out. You practice swords so hard, I really don't understand what you guys think." Heng Jiumo frowned in disgust, and winked at the young man behind him.

The boy stepped forward to help Lu Qianzhou.

Lu Qianzhou wanted to resist, but found that his current strength was not even comparable to this young man.

He was forcibly taken away.

Lu Qianzhou was not reconciled, and was dragged away, still feeling the bamboo leaves falling around him.

There is only one last piece left, and we will definitely find it.

His whole body froze, he suddenly sensed a direction, raised his eyes, and looked in that direction keenly.

As soon as he got up, he was pressed down by the boy: "Stop practicing. The master is right, if you practice again, you will pass out."

Lu Qianzhou was anxious: "I'm fine, let me go!"

"Why are you all right? You've passed out. How can you drive a horse for the head? The head doesn't like my horse riding skills. He can't sit comfortably and drink. The head heard that you are very good at riding horses. How can you ride a horse?" Don't pass out." The young man was very sincere and sincerely worried.

Lu Qianzhou: "..."

In his perception, the last petal fragments kept falling, and he couldn't find them when they fell on the ground, and he couldn't find them again.

"Get out of the way!" Lu Qianzhou roared, but the young man fought so hard that his head could drink freely in the carriage, and he would not let go even if he died.

Lu Qianzhou's chest heaved in anger, he closed his eyes and concentrated, exhausted all his strength, Zhou burst into motion, and shouted: "Get up!"

The long sword on his body flew up fiercely, quickly shuttled through the air, and finally flew back to the master slowly.

On the sharp and coldly shining sword tip, there was a small, soft petal fragment quietly.

Lu Qianzhou carefully put away the petals, the corners of his mouth raised, and he passed out completely.

The young man was stunned: "He, the sect master, he actually learned how to control the sword!" He hasn't learned it yet, and Lu Qianzhou is still several years younger than him.

Heng Jiumo's eyelids twitched, "Madman!" He practiced sword so hard that he couldn't die.

So this time, the young man could only continue to drive the horse.

After driving a few miles and being scolded by their master all the way, the young man cautiously suggested: "Master, we can actually take the crane home." Even if the crane loses, but it can be rented for a day like yesterday ah.

Heng Jiumo's temper flared up again: "You let me go back on a crane, are you going to be laughed to death by them?"

The boy thought to himself, a crane is very expensive, why would he be laughed at when he sits back?Maybe the ostentation is indeed a little different from this carriage.

The young man secretly turned his head and looked at the huge sedan chair driven by the sixteen horses.

It's really not his fault, sixteen horses, he really can't tame them, and the boy feels that he is really good if he can drive the horses.

So, the young man could only be the head of his own family, and at the same time said to himself that it was really good, and left the demon realm under the shocked eyes of many demon soldiers.

After the carriage driven by those sixteen horses left the Demon Realm, it instantly spread throughout the Demon Realm.

It is really that the carriage is too eye-catching and unforgettable.

"Mozun, it's true. It's a big carriage, driven by sixteen horses. Several of us opened the door to the maximum, and finally sent the head of Heng away!"

Ji Yuanting frowned, pressed the center of his brows with his slender fingers, and looked at the demon soldier coldly: "Is this deity asking you to report this?"

The Demon Soldier finally recovered from the shock, and quickly added: "Return to the Demon Lord, there are only Sect Master Heng and Lu Qianzhou in the carriage, and no one else."

Ji Yuanting heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Gu Xizui has been in the room the whole time, hasn't he come out?"

The magic soldier said with certainty: "Yes!"

"He still doesn't want to see the deity?"

"Yes!" After the demon soldier's energy gathered in his dantian, he shrank his head in fright and tried his best to reduce the sense of existence.

Surprisingly, Mozun didn't get angry, he just waved his hand to make him back down.

The demon soldier breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated. Before he retreated, he vaguely heard a very soft, almost humble voice: "As long as you don't leave."

Heng Jiumo couldn't bear being bumped, finally he took out a precious elixir, sent it to Lu Qianzhou's mouth, and forced it into Lu Qianzhou.

Lu Qianzhou coughed several times, and finally woke up. He got up, his head was still dizzy, and his body was weak, but he felt much better.

He looked around and looked outside through the curtains. It was sunny outside and the scenery on the road was very good.

"It's been a long time since I left the Demon Realm." Heng Jiumo's voice sounded coldly.

Lu Qianzhou paused for raising the curtain of the sedan chair. He was obviously ready, but his heart seemed to be gripped by a hand, and he couldn't breathe.

He withdrew his hand, took out the glued petals, and pasted the last piece on it.

The complete appearance of the flower finally appeared in front of him.

Lu Qianzhou looked at the flowers on his knee, cried and laughed again, the flowers were beautiful and beautiful.

Heng Jiumo looked at the flower, and his brows were filled with distaste. He had never seen such an ugly flower. The child actually smiled at the flower, and was moved to tears by the beauty of the flower.

"Go out and drive the horse." Heng Jiumo looked really upset, "Now I know I'm crying, and Master didn't coax you when I cried."

Lu Qianzhou quickly wiped away his tears, carefully hid the flowers, did not resist, and was ready to go out.

It's just that he sat up and fell down again, his head was dizzy for a while, and his mental state was not good, so he really couldn't slow down.

Heng Jiumo didn't have much patience: "Take my medicine, then let me ride the horse. I'll give you the number of ten, if you can't ride the horse, let me get off."

"One, two..." Heng Jiumo began to count indifferently. He was fed up with the bumps of the carriage, and if he couldn't solve it after counting ten, he would go crazy.

Lu Qianzhou gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but he was exhausted physically and mentally. Even if he took the elixir, it would be difficult for him to recover in such a short time.

"Five, six..."

After failing to stand up again, Lu Qianzhou suddenly pulled out a sharp knife.

Heng Jiumo kept counting, and only looked at Lu Qianzhou warily and coldly.

Lu Qianzhou was holding a small knife, but the sharp point of the knife was not aimed at Heng Jiumo, but at his own arm.

He is weak now, and his mood is as depressed as if it is covered with a layer of dust, and he can't pull himself up, so let the pain bring him back to his senses.

"Eight, nine..."

Heng Jiumo narrowed his eyes slightly, continued to count, and watched Lu Qianzhou stab his arm indifferently.

Hearing the counting sounds, Lu Qianzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to stab, when a folding fan suddenly flew from outside the carriage, passed through the curtain of the carriage, and accurately knocked out the knife in Lu Qianzhou's hand.

Outside the carriage, there was a warm and pleasant voice, with a hint of sullenness:

"Master, this is what you promised me, take care?" The latter two words were very serious.

Lu Qianzhou's heart beat violently, beating rapidly and violently, and an unprecedented force suddenly surged through his weak body.

Heng Jiumo raised his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked around, and raised his eyes slightly.

Lu Qianzhou sat up, got out of the carriage directly, and lifted the curtain of the carriage and sedan chair. Before anyone saw it, he called out: "Master, is it you?!"

The voice fell, but there was no response.

Lu Qianzhou looked around, but he didn't see a figure in white.

His violently beating heart gradually slowed down again, and he was in a trance, no longer knowing whether he was in reality or in a dream.

The hand that lifted the curtain was about to fall, but was suddenly held by a strong hand.

Before Lu Qianzhou could react, he was pulled up and sat on a steed.

Someone behind him stretched his arms around him and pulled the reins of the horse in front of him.

The horse had already escaped from the restraints of the carriage, and walked freely to the side, walking steadily and slowly.

The familiar scent of light medicine, but Lu Qianzhou didn't see Gu Xizui, he turned his head to see who was behind him.

I just looked back, but I didn't see anyone.

However, the warm chest behind her is obviously real.

"Master, Master? Master..." Lu Qianzhou kept calling, helpless and confused like never before, afraid that everything was his fantasy, a dream.

"Look back again."

Lu Qianzhou turned his head again, the person behind him took off a piece of clothing, and his Gu Xizui appeared, a real Gu Xizui.

"It's the invisibility cloak. I wanted to tease you." Gu Xizui joked while holding the invisibility cloak, but seeing Lu Qianzhou staring blankly at him with red eyes and not speaking, Gu Xizui became scared again and leaned over, He asked in a low voice, "Are you scared?"

"No, no!" Lu Qianzhou shook his head desperately.

Gu Xizui patted Lu Qianzhou's head, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's Master's fault."

Lu Qianzhou shook his head harder: "Master is the best, the best, the best!"

As he said that, he turned around and stretched out his arms to hug Gu Xizui. Heng Jiumo's voice suddenly sounded, and he was very unhappy: "What's wrong with master and apprentice? I bought the invisibility cloak and it cost me a whole house." , You don’t have a conscience, you don’t even give me a bed! You, and your apprentice, are you honestly driving a horse to pay off my debt?”

Lu Qianzhou stopped, thinking that this was a debt owed by Gu Xizui, nodded obediently, and was about to get off the carriage immediately: "Okay."

The movement was stopped by Gu Xizui, who blinked at Lu Qianzhou, and mouthed to Lu Qianzhou: "Bump him to death!"

Let Heng Jiumo bully Lu Qianzhou.

Lu Qianzhou stopped moving, pursed his lips to suppress a smile, and nodded quietly to Gu Xizui.

"Driving the horse to pay off the debt, driving the horse to pay off the debt, working life, working soul!" Gu Xizui deliberately raised his voice, laughed heartily, and drove the free horse, leading Lu Qianzhou away quickly.

Seeing the two migrant workers running away quickly, Heng Jiumo who was bumped again, his breath was unstable: "Bump, you continue to bump!"

The boy trembled with fear: "Master, I was wrong."

"No, keep going, the more you go, the better!"

"Ah, head?"

"Catch up with them, pay back the money, pay back the money immediately, with interest on the principal, ten times the interest!"

"Oh, oh, good!" The boy's scare words were useless, such a scary senior brother who is in charge, but luckily the junior brother ran fast.