The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Xue Yu lowered his head to look at his chest. His elder brother thoughtfully pulled the big cut in his clothes from side to side, revealing a thin white chest, without even a little wound that broke the oily skin.

Elder Yaozong was stunned for a moment: "This..."

Xue Yu was also dumbfounded. It is impossible for Yubingji's sword energy to watch people order food, and only hurt clothes and not people.

This sword energy can even hurt Yan Fangyu, there's no reason why it can't hurt him for a short period of Qi training!

Before everyone could react, they saw a narrow section of snow light "brushing" in the cave.

Xue Yu only felt his eyes go white, the hair on his cheeks was blown behind his ears by the wind, and in the next second, a dark and cold fragrance wafted across his nose.

When he came back to his senses, Cen Shu's back was already standing in front of him, his untied long hair was blown back by the wind of the sword, and the coolness rested on Xue Yu's cheek.

He flicked back his wide sleeves, and several young Jianzong disciples around him groaned at the same time, their clothes burst and flew backward towards the entrance of the cave.

After all this was done, Cen Shu stood proudly with his hands behind his back, turned his face slightly and asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong?"

Xue Yu: "Huh?"

He shifted his weight to one foot, turned around Cen Shu and glanced forward, his scalp suddenly went numb.

The elder of the Sword Sect was holding a three-foot long sword, apparently he had just slashed at him, but was blocked by Cen Shu.

Xue Yu looked up, his head froze again.

How could this wicked thing block the sword for him?

Or did he really figure something out?

Feng Shu stood up slowly from the side, his face was also very ugly, the little jade man on his shoulder said coldly: "What is Mr. Jian doing?"

Even though he was questioned like this, the elder Jianzong still didn't put down the sword in his hand, but his eyes flashed eagerly: "Don't misunderstand, there are so many strange things about this high disciple, if it is possible, can you let me cut a sword? Ci this old man is watching from the sidelines, and I will ensure that he is safe!"

Xue Yu:? ? ?

Cen Shu straightened the front of his shirt casually, raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look: "No."

The atmosphere was stagnant with a hint of embarrassment, Yao Ci, the elder of the Yao sect, finally came to his senses at this moment, and "snapped" Jian Lao's sword back into its sheath, pointing at the old man's forehead and yelling: "My disciple, with the right What made you cut it! You think it’s the stone head of your sword sect that can’t be broken!”

Jian Lao was poked by a finger, he was staggering, hugging his sword and stopped talking.

After Yao finished scolding, he lowered his hand to apologize to Cen Shu, and took out a few small bottles and stuffed them into Xue Yu's hands.

Xue Yu was a little dazed holding a pile of bottles and cans.

In the original book, only Li Xiuran, who has the physique of a tripod, can ignore the sword energy carried by Yubing's fuselage. Could it be that his incarnation...is also a physique of a tripod?

If this happens……

He subconsciously looked at Yubingji, and saw the little girl staring at him with big black and wet eyes, her expression looked like a little stray cat waiting to be picked up by the trash can, it was very pitiful .

Xue Yu was suddenly overwhelmed by the flood of fatherly love, he couldn't help but tugged at Cen Shu's sleeve, and asked for instructions: "Master..."

Cen Shu turned his head to look at him, Xue Yu flinched from his cold gaze, but he still said bravely, "I want to see the girl——Yubingji."

A certain emotion flashed in the man's eyes, but he just looked away and didn't answer.

Xue Yuquan assumed that he was acquiescing, and walked around the person to the side of the Yubing machine.

Although the avatar looked only twelve or thirteen years old, it was still much taller than a child. Xue Yu squatted down in front of the jade ice machine, with one hand still pressing the broken blindfold beside his temple, and the other One hand spread out the palm of the hand like a cat, and said to Yu Bingji, "Shake hands?"

Yu Bingji sobbed, and the sword energy crackled.

Xue Yu was still unaware, but the clothes on his body were cracked like flowers.

His palm was still stretched towards the jade ice machine: "Shake hands?"

Qing Lingling's tears flowed from Yu Bingji's eyes, and the sword energy on her body spread out like a dike was broken.

Snow Leopard was originally squatting at the feet of Yubingji, but now he felt that the thick spiritual energy that had wrapped around his body was suddenly thinned out, and the strong wind blew on him with a faint tingling pain.

The fur all over his body exploded, and just as he was about to hide in the arms of the avatar, he was lifted up by a gentle force and fell back into Cen Shu's arms.

Several Jianzong disciples who were already injured hurried out of the cave, and the rest resisted with luck, and even Zhan Ling was taken back behind Yaoci.

Only Xue Yu in the center of the storm remained motionless.

Unlike the snow leopard who can feel the danger, his avatar only feels the breeze blowing on his face, blowing his bangs, nothing more.Xue Yu realized later that night in Cen Shu's dormitory, the snow leopard could feel the fluctuation of causal power around Cen Shu, not because his animal form was too keen, but because his avatar was too dull!

However, Li Xiuran, who has a powerful physique, is only invisible on the skin when facing the sword energy of the Yubingji. The actual muscle fat under the skin is completely smashed by the sword wind, and he repairs it with luck.

He also has a meritorious physique, how could he really not react at all?

Is there any difference between Gongding and Gongding?

Xue Yu was still thinking, when suddenly a small and cold hand touched his palm.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Yu Bingji's small fist was on his palm, clenched so tightly that he was even trembling.

All of a sudden, Li Xiuran and his martial arts physique all flew away. Xue Yu clamped the broken cloth head behind his ear, and couldn't help but reached out and touched the child's head.

"Woooo..."

Yu Bingji let out a whimper, shrunk his neck slightly to let Xue Yu touch his head, shrugged his shoulders, and sobbed under the deafening sound of ding ding bang bang sword chiseling the wall.

Xue Yu's father was gurgling and boiling, and softly said along her hair: "It's hard work, isn't it?"

Hearing a loud "boom" all around, the entire cave was doubled in size by the sudden burst of sword energy, and the ground was covered with cliffs and rocks shattered by the sword energy.

A ball of little Ruanrou threw itself into Xue Yu's arms, and its two arms tightly held Xue Yu's neck.

The young Tianshengjian body was crying heartbreakingly in his arms, as if all the grievances of these years had been turned into tears and poured out.

Even a born sword body is tired from crying, Yu Bingji must have been nervous for a long time, and fell asleep after crying.

Although Xue Yu was fine, the clothes on his body had long been cut into rags by the sword energy, and the wind was everywhere.

Against the green eyes of the elder Jianzong, he sent the jade ice machine back to the person's arms.

Feng Shu took off his coat, wrapped Xue Yu up, and said, "Go, mine."

Although those who hold swords are all solid eyes with no external intentions, but the monks of the Little Medicine Sect are all human beings. A few young disciples surrounded the Tianyan Sect, laughing and pulling towards Guli.

For the convenience of visiting the Jade Ice Machine, Feng Shu originally lived in the nearby cave with Jianzong's disciples, but at this time he was dragged into it together.

At the end of the canyon wall, there are dark willows and bright flowers.

The sunlight poured down like money, causing everyone who had been in the dark canyon for a long time to unconsciously squint their eyes.

Xiaoyao Valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, the interior climate is humid, the ecology is excellent, and the eyes are full of green.

The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect housed them in two thatched houses with a small courtyard.

There are two beds in one room. Originally, the young disciples said that there is a courtyard further away, and the four masters and apprentices can live in one room, but they were declined.

Feng Shu was already wrapping Xue Yu up and walking towards one of them, when he suddenly heard Cen Shu calling him from behind: "Xue Yu."

It was the first time for Xue Yu to hear his cheap master call him seriously, and he turned his head in a daze, only to see Cen Shu looked at him indifferently, turned and walked to the other room.

This is... calling yourself to share a room with him?

Xue Yu gasped.

Feng Shu put the clothes prepared by the disciple of Xiaoyao Sect into Xue Yu's arms, and patted him gently on the shoulder: "Then, let's go."

Xue Yu reluctantly glanced at him, and nervously followed Cen Shu into the house.

Although there were two beds in a room, there was one in the inner room and one in the outer room. Cen Shu slept in the inner room, so the outer room belonged to Xue Yu.

Cen Shu did not go into the room to rest, but stood in the hall and waited for Xue Yu to follow.

Cen Shu lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly, his eyes were dark, and his expression was very calm. The snow leopard was not placed in his arms, but a leopard head was exposed from the folded front of the front, for the big guy who was not close to strangers. Added a bit of weird cuteness.

Xue Yu's heart was full of gongs and drums, and he called out tentatively: "Master?"

Cen Shu looked at him for a while, then suddenly asked, "What about your offer?"

Xue Yu said "ah" in a daze, then stammered, "No, I didn't bring it."

This was really a mistake, he usually brought his useless blue and white porcelain bowl to class, but that day when he was in a hurry to chase someone, he left the bowl in his room.

Xue Yu tied a knot at the cut of the blindfold and tied it around his eyes again. At this moment, he lowered his head and secretly looked up at Cen Shu from behind the black veil.

Hearing what he said, the man's expression remained the same, he just stretched out his hand to brush between his brows.

The blindfold came down loosely again, and it swam into Cen Shu's palm like a water snake.

Xue Yu's eyes fell on Cen Shu's hand along with the black yarn.

I saw my cheap master raised his other hand and wiped it lightly on the black gauze.After stroking the palm, the black yarn became a flat strip again - the break disappeared!

Xue Yu looked up at Cen Shu in surprise, but he did not expect that the other party happened to be looking at him too.

The two pairs of eyeballs with completely different colors stared at each other for a moment, and the bright blue pair hurriedly closed their eyes.

Xue Yu's eyes dimmed, and the gauze wrapped itself around his eyes again. At the same time, Cen Shu said coldly, "This is the only time. From now on, I will never leave my body."

Xue Yu nodded obediently.

His master has always regarded him as a tool, so why did he suddenly start to care about whether he brought an answer sheet today?

Xue Yu hadn't finished slandering, only to hear the person above his head cover his lips and cough lightly, and when he spoke again, his originally clear and indifferent voice was slightly hoarse: "Change your clothes, I will teach you how to get started. .”