I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan really wanted to go.

It doesn't matter if I don't mention Huashen Valley that time, I didn't go to play at all. I encountered either obvious dangers or hidden dangers along the way.

Moreover, the teleportation talisman was used directly to go to Huashen Valley. He didn't know how to go from Lengyue Peak to Huashen Valley, nor did he know what would happen along the way.He is completely obsessed with the things mentioned in "The Demon Controls the World" about the world outside the door. As for the things that are not recorded, that is, things that have nothing to do with Mozun Mo Wuya, he doesn't know anything.

For example, Gu Jianhan just mentioned the Northwest North Pole, Ten Li Cloud Street outside Penglai Palace, and Zhuzhi Village, all of which he did not know.

It's really embarrassing to have such shallow knowledge, not to mention that he is actually very playful. In the 21st century, no matter who invites him to travel, he will always agree, because he doesn't like to stay in a certain place for a long time , he wants to be free like a gust of wind, if there is really a flat boat that allows him to drift wantonly, he will go wandering around the world without hesitation.

However, he just opened his lips at this moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"how?"

Gu Jianhan saw that he was hesitating, thinking that he didn't want to go out, but then remembered Wen Yan's expectant look when he went to Huashen Valley, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what Wen Yan was thinking.

"Why are you still frowning? Just don't want to go."

"...It's not that I don't want to go."

Not to mention his personal reasons, Wen Yan has actually always wanted to hang out with Gu Jianhan. He read the original book that Gu Jianhan is more than three hundred years old, but he has never traveled in his life, from Qinggu River to the Demon Palace, from the Demon Palace To Lengyue Peak, from Lengyue Peak to Ten Thousand Ghosts Prison, this is his entire life trajectory.There may have been places like Qianji Pavilion, Kunlun Heavenly Realm, and Hundred Demons Field mixed in, but they all went there with missions, and left after completing the missions, fulfilling the mission of a sword, but rationally cold It doesn't look like a living person, and has never taken the initiative to go to see the folk customs or indulge in the idea of ​​landscape.

It would be a beautiful thing if Gu Jianhan could really let go of all his official duties and private affairs for a while, and go for a walk with him.

"But Master, I want to practice first."

He can't wait to get stronger, the sooner the better, he can't wait for a moment.

Originally, he was not a person with extraordinary talents. Although his cultivation base has grown rapidly recently, it is all thanks to Gu Jianhan and those opportunities.He himself does not have such a strong ability to comprehend the rules of heaven. If he only relies on his own efforts, it will be difficult to make any progress.

Today is too lucky, but not enough.

The world of comprehension now looks like a harmonious place of singing and dancing, but in fact there are countless places where filth is hidden. Flower God Valley is a typical example, but when people find a cockroach, there is actually a nest of cockroaches.Today she, Liu Zhiming, can slaughter innocent people for nourishment, and tomorrow other cultivators in other places can do the same.Gu Jianhan is a master of swordsmanship and a decent leader. He is responsible for those weak cultivators and common people, and also shoulders the mission of maintaining the peace and tranquility of the Three Realms.

What his master is facing are wolves and snakes like Mo Wuya and Liu Zhiming. If he is not careful, he will be injured or even endanger his life. Does he want to live under the protection of his master's wings for the rest of his life, watching helplessly? Seeing him in a predicament but powerless, in the end he can only pay for his life to move himself?

Everything in the Huashen Temple is not only Gu Jianhan's nightmare, but also his scars.

The word "protection" is not just talk.

He wants to become stronger.

But he is really too young.At this time, Gu Jianhan was more than three hundred years old, and Zhao Ke was more than twenty years old. Although he had entered the Nascent Soul stage, because he advanced too quickly and relied too much on the spiritual power of the same source in Gu Jianhan's body, he lacked practical experience and With the accumulation of cultivation, he hasn't had time to systematically learn any spells and sword styles. He may not really be able to beat Zhao Ke, who is in the late Jindan stage, let alone be comparable in strength to Gu Jianhan.

Age, knowledge, talent... He is far behind in everything. If he doesn't catch up, the day when he can protect his master will be postponed indefinitely.

This kind of thing really couldn't be more painful for him.More than anyone else, he hopes that this cruel fact of being powerless and helpless will no longer exist in the future.

"But I just came back, I don't want to go out for the time being, it's so dangerous outside." He smiled at Gu Jianhan with a smile on his face, "Didn't Master say that he would teach me how to practice swords? I've been looking forward to it for a long time, Master can't be lazy .”

"……yes?"

Gu Jianhan looked at him with dark eyes.

"Master, they say that senior brother is your direct disciple, you are willing to give him anything, you are willing to pass on any spells to him, and treat him as the successor of Leng Yuefeng."

"Rumours are not enough to be believed."

It's not a rumor, Wen Yan thought.

"I personally think that I am not much worse than my senior brother. If it is a round talent, my cultivation base has grown so fast. Of course, I am suspected of going through the back door, but senior brother did not rely entirely on talent to reach the current state. We are nothing more than a relationship. There is a difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps; if it is about the cultivation of character, I think that I have no loss in personal morality, and the fact that I am with the master is only because of my heart's desire, not what pedantic people say The master-student relationship is not an offense to the superior, and I never thought of challenging the majesty of the master."

"Although I also admit that my knowledge and achievements are not enough to be compared with my senior brother, but I can learn to do it. I just didn't have the opportunity before. I didn't learn too much about the arrogance of the master, unlike my senior brother. It may be difficult to change this point, but I don’t think it is a particularly important thing. It is even said that Leng Yuefeng has been proud of the world for a long time, so it is not a bad thing to change the so-called non-human fireworks. "

"To sum up, I am not much worse than senior brother, and I am younger, so I have more possibilities. I have seen and remembered all kinds of kindness that master has treated senior brother before, but you are so kind to him. , but he doesn’t know how to cherish, since he doesn’t know how to cherish, can’t Master abandon the darkness and turn to the light as soon as possible, and come to pamper me? Can’t Master also teach me the secret books and methods that the senior brother learned?”

His words were eloquent, and he spoke with sincerity, but he forgot that Gu Jianhan was not the master of this trick.

In Gu Jianhan's heart, Zhao Ke was already a dead thing that should go to hell, and there was nothing worthy of being compared with Wen Yan.But Wen Yan not only didn't realize that, but unintentionally created a kind of admiration and admiration for Zhao Ke, as if how much he envied Zhao Ke, and reminded Gu Jianhan all the time that he used to treat such a wolf. Things that have been treated with sincerity.

You can teach Wen Yan anything, and he can teach him whatever he wants to learn. Although he is not strictly a good teacher, and he has never taught anyone personally, at least his attitude will be very serious.For Wen Yan, he won't be upset or shake cold faces, as long as Wen Yan says, he can try his best to teach, why bother to talk such a long piece of irritating nonsense here, and beat around the bush to persuade him?

His heart is already with him, what is going on in Wen Yan's head, is he still worried that he doesn't love him enough?

"So stupid."

Gu Jianhan tapped his forehead lightly, the reproach in his tone seemed to be overflowing.

"You're not playing with those twists and turns. You can just say what you want in the future, and the teacher won't let you. If you talk nonsense like this and waste the time of the teacher, the teacher is really unhappy."

Wen Yan hurriedly said: "Master, don't be unhappy."

Then he smiled at him again, there was a kind of reassurance in that smile, brimming with almost distorted happiness.

"I see!"

In the evening of that day, Wen Yan pulled out the Kongming Sword for the first time under Gu Jianhan's guidance.They flew up to Luoxingtai Pavilion together. It was an extremely empty and wide high platform. Outside a small hexagonal viewing pavilion was the best place to practice swords.Gu Jianhan was still unwell, so Wen Yan specially brought him a cloud chair, which was covered with velveteen and Gu Jianhan's favorite silk material collected from the hibiscus octagonal box, and his outer shirt was spread on the top layer.

Because just now in the couch, Gu Jianhan always buried in his neck and sniffed gently, clinging to him like a kitten that has not been weaned, such behavior naturally made him overjoyed, but when asked him the reason, he refused to say anything , the two struggled for quite a while, but it ended in the fact that Gu Jianhan couldn't bear the offensive.

He was crying intermittently. At that time, Wen Yan knew for the first time that Gu Jianhan liked his smell very much. It was like the bright and warm sunshine. He always felt that he would be very relieved when he smelled it.

As for why Gu Jianhan was always crying during the cloud and rain, Wen Yan was also very puzzled, he only got a few soft slaps when he asked, and couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it.Afraid that he was embarrassed to tell because of the pain, and afraid that he was sick and didn't notice it, he had to ask for help from artificial mental retardation again, but got an answer that made him get up in the middle of the night to take a cold shower.

"Master, are you comfortable?"

Gu Jianhan sank into the soft cotton velvet silk mattress, Wen Yan's breath enveloped him from all directions, as if being gently embraced by Wen Yan.

Even though it was early autumn, the weather had already turned cooler. When the evening wind blew by, it was a little chilly, which was nothing to Wen Yan, but Gu Jianhan was someone who didn't feel hot in midsummer. In the autumn night, the wind is particularly unbearable.

"Cough cough..."

Wen Yan was taken aback, and quickly helped him up, and Gu Jianhan leaned into his arms.Even though he had been drinking rock sugar pear soup to moisten his throat and warm his body, his throat was still hurt, and the temperature on his body was also fading irretrievably.

"Master, can you change the place? I think it would be good to be downstairs. Your room is spacious and not drafty."

Gu Jianhan said lightly: "Don't worry about it, it's an old problem, you learn it quickly, and we can go down earlier."

"Then why don't we practice tomorrow, and wait for the temperature during the day—"

"Tomorrow and tomorrow, you will be lazy, don't you work hard?"

"I did not mean that."

"I know, just kidding you."

But it's not funny at all.

Wen Yan frowned and stared at him for a while, seeing that his face was still rosy, and he didn't look like he was at the end of his battle, so he was a little relieved.

"Then I'll go down and get you a thin blanket."

"No need to—"

Before the words fell, Wen Yan had already disappeared in place.

There was a faint aftertaste of burning talisman paper and the breath of thunder-type spiritual power left in place.

Gu Jianhan knew early in the morning that Wen Yanyou was cultivating talisman Taoism, but seeing that he didn't intend to say anything, he didn't ask specifically.In the past, he felt that he couldn't jump up and pose no threat to him, but later he became more open-minded, knowing that Wen Yan would not do anything to hurt him, and this little freedom was given to him.

He is still sober most of the time, his mind is not so narrow-minded, and his desire to control is not so strong... Wen Yan is able to make progress, learn more things, and learn results, he is happy for him.

It's just... Except for today and the day when they first tried Yunyu, he always disappeared for a while in the afternoon, and he was also secretive when asked, which still made him very concerned.

After a while, Wen Yan came up.

There was a thin blanket on his left arm, and a cup of hot milk with nectar in his right hand, because the milk was accidentally too full, and even his movements were much smaller than before.

"Master, I'm back—"

He went to the cloud chair and squatted down, first handed the hot milk to Gu Jianhan, and then carefully set up a thin blanket for him.

"Is it still cold, do you want to add another layer?"

Gu Jianhan had never been treated so tenderly before.

In the past, the autumn wind and winter snow were all alone. No one has ever taken such trouble to prepare for him like this, for fear that he will be cold, for fear that he will be cold. .

Wen Yan was the first and only one.

"not cold."

He said, and then took a sip of the milk cup, and then gently raised his body to imprint a milky white mark on Wen Yan's side face.

"Master, don't move around! The air-conditioning is pouring in!!"

Wen Yan was startled, quickly supported Gu Jianhan's shoulders and slowly pushed him back. With a serious face that was different from usual, he frowned and tucked Gu Jianhan in the quilt. It must be tightly pressed. .

"..."

Gu Jianhan fed the dog tenderly.

"Okay, master, don't move around anymore, next I will practice swords, master guide, okay? I will try to learn it quickly, so we can go down sooner."

There is still a milky white milk mark on the right side of his face. When he spoke, he looked a little funny, but also a little cute. Gu Jianhan didn't listen to what he said, but just smiled lightly. Those dark cat eyes seemed to have grown a lot bright colors.

Wen Yan was fascinated by it for a moment, and leaned towards him as if bewitched, but barely stopped a moment before his thin lips touched.

"I thought you were going to kiss me."

Gu Jianhan waited for a long time but did not see the kiss fall.

"Does Master like me to kiss you?"

What stupid things to say, Gu Jianhan thought to himself.

However, he couldn't tell the truth, because he was too bad at making explicit confessions, and he was always worried that his poor heartbeat would lose control because of one sentence, or whether the stormy love would collapse because of it. Burst.

If Gu Jianhan didn't say anything, he wouldn't kiss, like a child getting angry, even though there are too many immature things, but in the eyes of lovers, it becomes fun instead.

He watched Gu Jianhan's face become more and more red, and finally it was almost abnormally red, like a raging tide in the waves, sweeping all the way to his heart.

This is also the answer he wants.

"Ugh..."

The milk cup gradually became unstable, Wen Yan supported the armrest beside the cloud chair with one hand, and put the other hand between Gu Jianhan's hands, holding the sweet hot milk for him.

In the end, it was Wen Yan who was worried that the milk would not taste good when it was cold, so he reluctantly ended the kiss. Even so, the lingering appearance of the two's lips and tongues still made people blush.

"No wonder Master likes to drink so much." Wen Yan pursed his lips and said, "It's really sweet."

Gu Jianhan's eyelashes were still wet, his face was still flushed, and although his words were still cold as usual, he could still hear some delicate lingering words: "...Go and practice your sword."

Wen Yanle was happy, he didn't have any thoughts of arguing with him, he smirked and said he obeyed, and then ran out of the pavilion to practice swords happily.

His posture of raising the sword is very upright, and any practitioner who understands swords in the three realms can tell who he has learned from, and the way he moves the sword and turns the sword is completely in line with Gu Jianhan.At the beginning of learning swordsmanship, the coordination of wrists, arms, and fingers is naturally not considered mature, but it can be seen that Gu's school—that is, the embryonic form of the so-called Lengyue style of swordsmanship.

Gu Jianhan's voice was a little hoarse, so he used the sound transmission talisman, and every clear and cold command exploded numbly in his ears, but Wen Yan could still resist the urge to run over to hug him, and he could barely concentrate Concentrating on the matter of practicing swords, I have to say that I am a very determined person.

In fact, there was nothing else, it was simply because he wanted to finish training earlier and go down earlier, Gu Jianhan couldn't stand the cold.

If not, there is no need for patience.

Wen Yan gradually got used to that feeling, and also learned how to coexist with that impulse. When he could fully concentrate on practicing the sword, the progress was obviously accelerated.

In fact, it is indeed biased to say that he has no talent. It seems that modern people have a sense of dislocation in the cultivation world, and they must not be suitable for that world. The way of life is the same as the way of cultivation.But in fact, judging from Wen Yan's progress during these few cups of tea, it may just mean that his aptitude is not superior, but it cannot be said that he has no talent.

Gu Jianhan gave him less and less correction instructions, and in the end he even lay down leisurely in the cloud chair and drank nectar milk.Wen Yan's bones are low-grade at first glance. When he reaches his level, he can almost tell that this person's bones are rotten without even looking.

Zhao Ke never let him worry so much back then.

Of course, his patience with Zhao Ke and Wen Yan are incomparable.At that time, Zhao Ke would not continue to teach him even if he made a mistake in a sword style, and the teaching for that day would be terminated directly, and he did not know when he would teach next time.It wasn't that he picked Zhao Ke's thorns on purpose, nor that he deliberately avoided and didn't want to fulfill his master's responsibility, it was just because he himself was a genius in the sky. Fu Dao Dacheng... He couldn't understand that Zhao Ke would make such a low-level mistake, and asked him to give him corrections, and he really didn't know where to start.

In fact, he was not a qualified master in the first place.People like him are not worthy of being a teacher, not to mention that it is easy to lead people to the wrong path of self-reliance on genius, at least in many places, they can't give any useful insights.In the end, this kind of master can only throw all kinds of natural talents and earthly treasures on the apprentice, hoping that the apprentice can realize something himself.Fortunately, Zhao Ke can be regarded as enlightened, and has achieved certain achievements in the way of swordsmanship, but what if he has no enlightenment?

He would just take out more genius treasures and throw them at him.If he had to ask for something else...he didn't have a reason to give it.

Originally, he kept a respectful distance from accepting apprentices, knowing that he didn't have the ability to teach others, and he didn't want to waste time on such things.However, he had to repay the favor he owed, and at that time he was still in a state of madly infatuated with Mo Wuya, so he had no intention of accepting this apprentice, but he had to shoulder the responsibility of his master.

In his life, he didn't know how many responsibilities he was "taken" in a daze.

This is true for Zhao Ke... the same is true for the Three Realms.

Although he has something to do to Zhao Ke, Zhao Ke's resentment against him cannot be said to be that Zhao Ke repays virtue with resentment, but in the end, the master and apprentice turned against each other. It's a bit vicious.

Regarding the Three Realms, of course he also has dereliction of duty, but the cultivation family maliciously slanders and smears him, even wishing to pull him down from a high position and make it into a furnace for thousands of people to ride, he is completely incomprehensible.

Presumably, the reason why the previous life turned a blind eye to Mo Wuya's massacre and directly adopted a neutral and conniving method, which eventually led to the destruction of Qingxu Sect, Wanding Sect, and Huachi Sect, was not entirely due to love.

In short, it was a very complicated matter, and he hadn't had time to figure out how to solve it now.

"Master!"

Wen Yan put his sword back into its scabbard neatly, and turned around thinking he was very handsome, but he saw that Gu Jianhan had been holding the empty milk cup in a daze since he didn't know when.

"I practiced well the last time, I just wanted Master to praise me, but Master is actually in a daze..."

Wen Yan ran towards the viewing pavilion with a dejected look, looking very sad and depressed.

Gu Jianhan raised his hand to call Wen Yan over. Wen Yan was a little unhappy, but obediently came to Gu Jianhan's cloud chair.

Unexpectedly, his master gently placed the milk cup on the armrest of the cloud chair, stretched out his hands to open his arms, and his eyes were full of tender love.That's not the way of being coquettish and begging for hugs, but the way of pampering and doting.

He said, "Come here for a hug."

"But I'm covered in sweat and not clean..."

"It's ok."

Wen Yan couldn't refuse such a temptation in his life——Gu Jianhan lay half-lying on his back, opened his arms towards him, and allowed him to throw himself into his arms, recovering his energy in a way of sucking cats, and getting comfort.