The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

I know, I know that the white silk is something given by the master's mother, but those who don't know think that the master took it as a spoil from some He//Huan cultivator.

Even Gu Yuan had to admit that the two ears on the top of Shizun's head were quite pretty, especially since Shizun was not in good health, his cheeks were flushed, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes due to his previous severe cough, which contrasted sharply with his pale skin. In contrast, it looks very cute and pitiful.

Coupled with those ears, Gu Yuan believed that if the master really appeared in front of everyone with this face, not only the female monks would be born with maternal love, but maybe some demon cultivators with strange habits would also be attracted.

Gu Yuan quickly took out the white silk and returned it to Yan Xingjun, "Master, this white silk...let's return it to Master first."

"Why?" Yan Xingjun asked suspiciously, "Does it look bad to wear? Or do you think it's in the way? Don't worry, the white silk will not block your sight if you wear it or not."

It's true that it won't block the line of sight, but there will be some weird things. Gu Yuan only finds it novel at first glance, but after watching it for a long time...

I was a little scared and inexplicably guilty.

Gu Yuan didn't know what he was afraid of, but felt that the white silk could no longer be worn on his body, so he moved his upper and lower lips.

Yan Xingjun had no choice but to wave his hands, Quan acted as a little apprentice shy, took back the white silk, and said with a smile, "Okay, then I will keep it for you as a teacher."

The exit of Cangqiong Cave is not at the lowest point, but at the highest point. Standing on the mountain peak, you can overlook the whole situation.

The ground shook a little more, and the surrounding stones collapsed.

Yan Xingjun glanced at it, and said calmly, "Get out, the Sky Cave won't last long."

Before leaving, Gu Yuan glanced back at the ground.

Although the distance is very far, Gu Yuan can clearly see the scene below, even everyone's small movements can be seen clearly.

He even saw two disciples wearing the robes of the same sect greeted with a smile, and one of them stretched out his hand to the sword calmly, as if ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

These people clearly haven't seen the treasure yet, but at this moment they are already wary of each other and even started to fight.

There was blood all over the place.

Another pat on the shoulder by Yan Xingjun, Gu Yuan came back to his senses and said hello, and was about to go out when Yan Xingjun grabbed him suddenly.

Hearing Yan Xingjun's voice, he asked hesitantly, "Little apprentice, you are in a daze again, you... what's wrong with your eyes?"

Gu Yuan looked at Yan Xingjun in puzzlement.

Yan Xingjun approached, stared at his eyes for a while, and finally put his hand on his eyes, while holding Gu Yuan's hand with the other hand.

The meridians in Gu Yuan's body became hot, and it was Yan Xingjun who transmitted his spiritual power to Yan Xingjun's body.

These spiritual powers slipped around Gu Yuan's meridians, and unlike the cold temperature on Yan Xingjun's body, Gu Yuan felt hot all over with dry spiritual power.

Gu Yuan asked, "Master?"

"Hush." ​​Yan Xingjun whispered, "Let me check again."

There was a bit of anxiety in his tone, which made Gu Yuan subconsciously quiet down, closed his eyes, and probed around his body with his spiritual sense.

After a long time, Yan Xingjun slowly let go of Gu Yuan's hand and said, "Your eyes seem to have changed just now."

The double pupils merged into one, and Yan Xingjun even felt the huge power contained in these eyes, even with his cultivation base, when he saw these eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

He seemed to see an endless abyss in these eyes, without any waves, constantly attracting people who looked at these eyes—even if the prey knew it was a bait, they couldn't help but fall into it.

Then think of what the prophecy predicted: his apprentice will become a demon, a person who will harm the world, stir up turmoil, and cause blood to flow in rivers both in the upper and lower realms.

Yan Xingjun saw a pair of eyes in that prophecy—the same pair of eyes that Gu Yuan had just now.

He knew a long time ago that Gu Yuan would be his catastrophe, and it would also be the world's catastrophe, but Yan Xingjun just didn't believe it.

He would not believe a single word of the prophecy.

But now, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were manipulating the evidence, forcing Yan Xingjun to believe it.

Standing in place, he noticed that Gu Yuan's gaze gradually became suspicious, he stabilized his mind, smiled and said, "It's nothing, I probably misread it."

What he promised will be fulfilled one by one. Even if everyone is holding their swords to Gu Yuan now, he will keep Gu Yuan as promised.

He gave Gu Yuan the word "Shunzhi".

Yan Xingjun tentatively asked again, "Do you want to go back to the lower realm, little apprentice?" After all, the little apprentice lived in the lower realm for more than half a year, and he might miss it quite a bit, so he can take this opportunity to go back and have a look.

The little apprentice's mother and younger brother are indeed bastards, but there are so many beautiful things in the lower world, maybe the little apprentice still has some nostalgia for things in the lower world.

You can take this opportunity to go back and have a look.

"I……"

Contrary to what Yan Xingjun thought, Gu Yuan didn't miss the lower realms at all. To be precise, he had nothing to worry about, whether it was the realm of cultivation or the lower realms.

The only one who wants to watch now is Shizun.

Just when he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw the hope in Yan Xingjun's eyes, Gu Yuan swallowed the words that had just come to his lips, and nodded instead, "Yes."

Obviously he wanted to go too badly, but he still had to make an excuse, but in fact the light from his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

Yan Xingjun clapped his hands and asked excitedly, "Where are you going?"

Gu Yuan thought about Yan Xingjun's temperament, opened the map of the lower realm, pointed to a certain place and said, "Let's go to the market."

Yan Xingjun was a little hesitant.

This place is a little close to the place where Gu Yuan used to live, so if he meets someone bad, it will affect his mood too much.

Yan Xingjun asked, "Do you want to go somewhere else?"

Gu Yuan shook his head.

It doesn't matter where he goes, he doesn't have any particular place he wants to go, and he doesn't care much about who he meets, he just wants to go to a place he has been, and he can play with Master.

Yan Xingjun threw the "Fourteen Swords" into the air. As soon as the "Fourteen Swords" came out, he stuck to Gu Yuan and refused to leave.

Gu Yuan laughed, and touched the hilt of the "Fourteen Swords".

In the end, Gu Yuan failed to touch it. Before he stretched out his hand, the "Fourteen Swords" was pulled back by the blushing and shy master, and stepped on his feet.

Before Gu Yuan released the "Three Thousand Swords", Yan Xingjun asked first, "Do you want to come up?"

Looking at this scene, Gu Yuan was a little dazed.

The last time Master stretched out his hand like this was when the two had just met. He only thought that Master was good-looking, but he never thought that the relationship between the two of them would be so close.

It's completely different from the previous life.

Gu Yuan nodded heavily, and stepped on the "Fourteen Swords".

"Fourteen Swords" feels the weight of the two of them, and doesn't dislike the weight. I just think that Gu Yuan is willing to get close to it, and it can make it roll with joy. If Yan Xingjun is not involved, maybe "Fourteen Swords" can really do it. Happy to roll in the air.

Perhaps it was because of the scruples to Gu Yuan, the place where I came down was the farthest from Gu Yuan's residence.

As soon as he lowered his sword, Yan Xingjun kept looking around with curious eyes, completely forgetting to maintain the image of an aloof master.

Although in Gu Yuan's heart, Master has never been cold.

Gu Yuan led Yan Xingjun to find an inn first.

The inn in the lower realm is different from the upper realm, it is full of smoke and fire. As soon as the two of them entered, Xiaoer knew that they were the two rich masters. He tossed the towel and rushed to meet him, "Do you want to stay at the inn?"

Yan Xingjun's attention was not on Xiao Er at all, he quickly saw the food on the table in the hall, thinking that before he left, he said he would cook for the little apprentice, and now he couldn't even control the heat well, his face flushed slightly.

Gu Yuan took the money from his pocket to the small second-hand store, "Come to the room."

Noticing Yan Xingjun's gaze, Gu Yuan paused and said, "Order some good food."

Gu Yuan turned around and asked, "Master, do you want to change clothes?"

After experiencing this experience in Cangqiong Cave, the clothes on Yan Xingjun's body were not dusty at all, and they still looked clean. It can be seen that Master used cleaning techniques to remove dust at every turn.

It's just that the clothes will still feel uncomfortable after wearing them for a long time.

Hearing Gu Yuan's question, Yan Xingjun quickly shifted his gaze to Gu Yuan and said, "Okay."

Xiao Er let out a sigh, led the two of them into a room, and closed the door considerately, "Then wait for the food to be ready, and the younger one will be delivered to you two."

As soon as Xiaoer left, Yan Xingjun couldn't control it anymore. He opened the window in the room, stood by the window sill and looked at the scenery outside, pulling Gu Yuan from time to time and saying, "Little apprentice, look, what is that?" ?”

Gu Yuan glanced in the direction Yan Xingjun pointed, he was an old man selling candied haws.

Apart from the rumors about One Sword Kyushu back then, I have never heard any other rumors about Master being in other places. Gu Yuan guessed early on that Master must have been trapped in the Moon Feather Sect and never came out.

But even though he had this idea, he always felt that even if Master was weak and sick, he could still use his spirit body to come out and see.

Looking at it now, the first meeting between him and Shizun may also be the first time Shizun went to the lower realms.

It's a pity that I didn't realize it at the time, and I couldn't bring Master to have fun.

Gu Yuan said, "It's candied haws."

"Candied haws?" Yan Xingjun asked with his eyes still outside, "What is it? Is it delicious?"

He watched a child put the candied haws in his mouth and eat them with relish.

Gu Yuan thought about it.

Sour and sweet, not tasty at all.

The sweet part is too sweet, I just want to pour water into my mouth, and the sour part is like biting a lemon, and my teeth are going to be sour.

"I want to eat." Yan Xingjun subconsciously took Gu Yuan's hand and subconsciously said cutely, "Little apprentice, I want to eat."

It is sweeter than the syrup wrapped in candied haws, but not too glutinous.

Gu Yuan said: "...OK."

The children outside did not bite the candied haws, and a small piece of syrup fell on the clothes.

Yan Xingjun paused, as if he had imagined the syrup falling on his body, looked at the clothes on his body, wrinkled his nose, and knit his brows together, "The clothes are dirty, they have to be changed."

Coincidentally, the waiter outside knocked on the door and shouted, "Guest officer, the food is ready, do you want to send it in?"

Yan Xingjun opened his mouth, then closed it suddenly, looking at Gu Yuan.

Like a little beast that has just arrived in a new world, subconsciously always wants to rely on familiar people, timid and timid, shivering in a ball.

Gu Yuan ordered the dishes to be arranged, took a casual look, and found that they were all ordinary dishes, and then asked, "How big is Master's clothes?"

Yan Xingjun tilted his head, "Huh? What?"

No matter how bad the Moon Feather Sect was, no matter how problematic its relationship with Yan Xingjun was, Yan Xingjun was still a majestic immortal, and had his own dedicated staff to serve him.

Including preparing clothes for the Qing and Han Immortals, Yan Xingjun really didn't care about the size.

Yan Xingjun tilted his head and thought for a while, then opened his arms, exposing his tight waist, and asked, "Do you want to have a test, little apprentice?"