The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

Yan Xingjun threw down the ashes in his hand, and finally frowned and looked at the ashes on the palm of his hand, pressing down the corners of his raised mouth.

Gu Yuan clearly knew that the master just disliked the dust on his hands, but he looked at Yan Xingjun with his head down, eyes reddened by the dust on his hands, clapping his hands vigorously, trying to dust off the dust on his hands.

However, the ashes are too firm, and some of them are always stained on his hands. In the end, Yan Xingjun looked at his hands almost trembling, helpless as if he would cry in a second.

Perhaps thinking of the handkerchief that Gu Yuan handed out when he first met Gu Yuan, Yan Xingjun raised his head suddenly, the action was so violent that he coughed softly, and his face was stained red.

He also felt that trying to take things out of the little apprentice before giving him anything was really not what a master should do. Yan Xingjun murmured in a soft voice, "little apprentice."

The sound was as viscous as honey with warmth.

Gu Yuan took out a white handkerchief from his bosom, with the image of a little rabbit sewn on one corner of the white handkerchief, Gu Yuan put the handkerchief in front of Yan Xingjun, tilted his head, and considerately did not expose Yan Xingjun's fear of getting dirty In this matter, "Master's hands are dirty, do I need to use a handkerchief?"

In the past, Yan Xingjun would have to be polite and thank you first, and then slowly take the handkerchief over and wipe his hands. I don't know why, but now he hasn't even completed these etiquette, so he took the handkerchief first, And said with a smile: "It's still the little apprentice who understands me."

After finishing speaking, before Gu Yuan could respond, Yan Xingjun was taken aback.

He was never like this before.

Although he has little contact with people, he always stays behind closed doors in Qingxuan Peak, but as long as he does not violate the bottom line, he will have the proper etiquette, even the current Yueyu Sect Master who has known him for a long time, his little The younger brother is no exception.

At the beginning, he saved Gu Yuan's life, but in fact, he did it according to the will of heaven. However, when Yan Xingjun saw Gu Yuan for the first time, he made up his mind to accept Gu Yuan as his apprentice.

You know, Tiandao didn't say that Yan Xingjun should accept Gu Yuan as his disciple.

Yan Xingjun was accepted as an apprentice because of Gu Yuan.

Up to now, in a very short time, Gu Yuan can step into his safe zone, just like now, even if he knows that something is wrong, he still cannot be vigilant.

On the contrary, a little bit of self-satisfaction came up with some secret thoughts—the little apprentice would carry a handkerchief, maybe it was specially for him.

You must know that there is also a little rabbit on the bamboo flute that the little apprentice gave him.

Wiping off the dust on his hands, Yan Xingjun pretended to be unintentional, "What is this? A rabbit? The little apprentice likes rabbits very much?"

In the past, Gu Yuan only thought that rabbits were very fragile creatures. Even if they were born with intelligence and wisdom, they were still at the bottom of the food chain.

When encountering danger, someone must protect it. What is the need for such a creature to exist?

Thinking about it now, being able to survive in the chaotic human world means that this kind of creature is not so fragile.

Gu Yuan asked back: "Master, don't you like it?"

Yan Xingjun: "Well, of course the teacher likes what the little apprentice does."

Gu Yuan smiled, and Yan Xingjun was surprised to find that when Gu Yuan laughed, he could see two small pointed canine teeth in his mouth.

Perhaps feeling his gaze, Gu Yuan subconsciously licked one of the small canine teeth with his tongue, and looked at Yan Xingjun suspiciously.

Yan Xingjun looked away embarrassedly, and looked down at the dust on the ground with his head down.

Gu Yuan said: "It's a pity that the treasure that can predict the future is gone like this."

The three barriers have passed, the forest of Cangqiong Cave is opened, and sunlight slowly seeps in through the cracks in the door, making the already bright space stained with the color of sunlight.

Yan Xingjun waved his sleeves and stepped on the dust. The dust scattered, and under the sunlight, there was something beautiful about it. The small particles finally dissipated in the air.

"The treasures of prophecy will eventually be the chief culprit in the chaos of the world. What's more, people who cultivate immortals are against the sky. You have to understand, little apprentice, that everything in the world is done by human power. , people escape one of them."

The light and fluttering words from Yan Xingjun's mouth, like a wisp of wind that blows away, slowly passed through the sunlight, and finally reached Gu Yuan's ears.

The forest in Cangqiong Cave is very large, with towering trees standing around it, and the sound of birds singing from time to time, it looks like a holy place for recreation.

In fact, although there are many treasures in heaven and earth in the cave, there are also many monsters, and there are many crises, and danger may appear at any time.

Gu Yuan thought that Master had passed all three tests, which meant that it was this beautiful place that really caused Master to be seriously injured in his previous life.

Gu Yuan released his spiritual sense vigilantly, and swept around the forest. He expanded his spiritual sense infinitely, but he didn't reach the edge of the forest.

This was a very mentally exhausting task, but within a few breaths, Gu Yuan felt a burst of exhaustion attacking him, and let go of his spiritual sense.

Gu Yuan asked: "What exactly is Master looking for?"

Yan Xingjun sighed, seeing that he couldn't hide it, he had no choice but to say: "I wanted to hide it from you, it's not something important, but as a teacher, I really can't wait, so I want to come and see for myself."

"Ok?"

It seems that the little apprentice was really frightened by that dream, otherwise how could he stick to the sky cave?

Yan Xingjun smiled and said, "It's just a stalk of soul-destroying grass."

After all, Yan Xingjun's cultivation level is much higher than Gu Yuan's. Even though Gu Yuan has the memory of the first life and has many more skills, there is no way to compare with it in terms of cultivation base. However, the coverage of spiritual consciousness is only concerned with cultivation. for.

So unlike Gu Yuan, as soon as Yan Xingjun entered the Cangqiong Cave, he turned the inside upside down.

The path they are walking now is towards the direction of the soul-destroying grass.

The soul-killing grass can feel the owner's heart, so it is generally used to make this material when making the natal sword. The soul-killing grass is rare, but it is not too rare. Close inner disciples make natal swords.

It seems that the relationship between Master and Moon Feather Sect is really strange.

Furthermore, with the financial resources of Qing Han Xianzun, if you wait a few more days, it will definitely be auctioned. It really looks like what Master said, because I can't wait and want to give him a surprise quickly, so I just bought it. Will come to the sky cave to explore.

No, although the soul-destroying grass is considered a rare item, it is not enough for a few monks who also entered the sky cave to hide it hesitantly.

Unless there are other emergencies?

Yan Xingjun joked, "I didn't expect the little apprentice to be so clingy, don't worry, being a teacher is very good."

Speaking of this, Gu Yuan suddenly thought of the dimming of the natal lamp.

Gu Yuan lowered his face: "Master's natal lamp doesn't say that."

Yan Xingjun:?

Gu Yuan took out the natal lamp from his arms and put it in Yan Xingjun's hands.

Yan Xingjun's body is cold and sick. Even though the internal temperature of this natal lamp is always warm, but on Yan Xingjun's body, the external temperature is always icy and cold, with a sense of coldness. It is the first time that Yan Xingjun holds it so warmly in his hand. experience.

He couldn't help but put the natal lamp in his hand for a while, and then he lifted the lamp to have a look.

I saw that the flame, which was quite vigorous before, had dimmed a little, and it was extinguished, and it continued to dim at an undetectable speed.

This even made Yan Xingjun himself start to wonder if he had suffered some hidden injury and didn't notice it.

The spiritual power circulated in the body, and after confirming that there was no hidden injury, Yan Xingjun was also a little confused, "I shouldn't, I have no injury on my body, and I don't feel any discomfort..."

Gu Yuan carefully observed Yan Xingjun's face, and said slowly: "By the way, Master, before I left, there seemed to be something wrong with the big formation of the Moon Feather Sect."

Yan Xingjun's hand holding the natal lamp tightened. If Gu Yuan hadn't been observing all the time, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

Before Yan Xingjun could make a second move, a beep resounded all over the world, drawing their attention away.

A monster that looks like a bird but not a bird, is in the shape of a bird, but has a sharp horn on its head, and a monster with flames all over its body appears in front of the two.

It's Yanniao.

The flame bird's wings flew down from the sky, its sharp beak opened towards Gu Yuan's direction, it flapped its wings slightly, and the scorching heat rushed towards its face.

Yan Xingjun's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, "Fourteen Swords" came out of its sheath to cover all the heat. At the same time, the toes were on the ground, and the whole person flew into the air. With a twist of his waist, he rotated to Yanniao's side. A stroke on the body.

The flames on Yanniao's body were too great, the scorching flames were burning right next to Yan Xingjun's face, and when the wind blew, his hair was burned to ashes.

With a swing of Yanniao's body, the flame was about to burn on Yan Xingjun's body.

"Master be careful!"

Gu Yuan covered the scabbard with spiritual power and threw it fiercely into the air. Driven by the spiritual power, the scabbard spun a few times before being thrown into the sky.

It was right at Yan Xingjun's feet.

Seeing this, Yan Xingjun smiled and said, "My little apprentice is amazing."

He put his toes on the scabbard, and with this force, he dodged to the side, while the "Fourteen Swords" stabbed Yanniao fiercely.

Yanniao screamed in pain, his eyes were red, "Fourteen Swords" was thrown down by Yanniao, and Yanniao flew straight in the direction of Gu Yuan.

It seems that he wants to live with Gu Yuan forever.

Yan Xingjun hurriedly recalled "Fourteen Swords" and ran back into the air, shouting at the same time, "Little apprentice!"

Monsters are born to be loved by heaven, and this flame bird is no exception. Apart from the flames on its body, its speed is extremely fast. In just a second, it flies from the sky to the ground, and there is a small tornado behind it.

Yan Xingjun's speed was actually not slow, but he was farther away from Gu Yuan than Yan Niao was from Gu Yuan, which made him fall behind.

Gu Yuan still held the sword in his hand, he squinted his eyes, watching Yanniao's every move.

In a place that Yan Xingjun didn't notice, Gu Yuan's double pupils had a vague tendency to overlap.

Gu Yuan only felt a sharp pain in his eyes, but the more painful it was, the clearer the Yanniao's movements became.

He quickly raised his sword and blocked it forward.

Yanniao was huge, with flames all over his body, and he was sprinting again. Gu Yuan didn't block it directly, but used a clever trick.

At the moment when the sword was raised, it happened to hit the flame bird's open beak.

It forced Yanniao to open its mouth.

Gu Yuan's hand turned quickly, and the sword changed from horizontal to vertical, piercing Yanniao's mouth.

Yanniao's mouth opened just enough to swallow Gu Yuan, and was about to go further, but the sword in his mouth stopped him from moving.

Yanniao howled, ignoring the pain, and desperately wanted to close her mouth.

At the same time, the sword that had been under pressure for a long time finally made a sound of breaking.