Take a Sigh

The autumn sunshine was short, and Shen Zhuo felt that he hadn't chatted with Crazy Cao, and the sun had gradually moved to the west.He closed the courtyard door, and just as he turned around, Jiaojiao who came out of nowhere grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled him in one direction.

This is for Shen Zhuo to follow it, and Shen Zhuo is brought by it to the patio in the backyard, where the sun is shining, and Ling Shuangxue is lying on the chair.The warm orange-colored halo fell on him, plating him with a layer of gold, making him look like a god bathed in light.

His eyebrows are picturesque, and his feathers are like butterflies.

Shen Zhuo couldn't bear to be disturbed, and as soon as she signaled to Jiaojiao to be good, Jiaojiao let go of his clothes, jumped into Ling Shuangxue's arms, sobbed and rubbed against his chest, as if saying that it called Shen Zhuo.

Ling Shuangxue lowered her eyes, stroking|stroking its back to comfort it, and asked: "Is the matter over?"

"It's settled." Shen Zhuo agreed, watching Jiaojiao's shameless coquetry, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was ungrateful for its perverseness. In just two days, it has left him, its real master, behind.

Jiaojiao can't hear the master's slander, because of the relationship between the spirit contract, Shen Zhuo's strength will affect it.It has consumed too much energy today, it just wants to sleep beautifully right now.

Ling Shuangxue pets it and lets it make a nest in her arms.

Shen Zhuo walked to Ling Shuangxue and sat down. The incident happened suddenly today, and he didn't mention many things to Ling Shuangxue.He didn't know how much Ling Shuangxue knew from Crazy Cao. The master and apprentice were silent for a while, but Shen Zhuo still took the initiative to explain the cause and effect.

From the creation of the bet to the early return today, Shen Zhuo picked up the important ones, which can be regarded as giving Ling Shuangxue a bottom line, so as to avoid information gaps between the two parties and cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ling Shuangxue listened carefully to what Shen Zhuo said, looked at his confident expression, and her eyes were unconsciously gentle.He has high hopes for Shen Zhuo and has never been disappointed.Even if he picked up a big|trouble at this moment and brought it back, Ling Shuangxue didn't mean to reprimand him.

Seeing him beaming and talking, Ling Shuangxue was very happy.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Shen Zhuo boasted just for a little fire leaf, arrogant and arrogant.But Ling Shuangxue knew that his apprentice was never a reckless person, he was not sure, and he would not make a judgment lightly.

He is proud enough and has the capital to be proud.

No matter what kind of mentality he has for helping Crazy Cao, it's not a bad thing for him.

Before that, Ling Shuangxue was worried that he was too eager for success, and was so focused on his cultivation that he kept his ears to the outside world, but now he was completely at ease.Shen Zhuo is still the same Shen Zhuo, he does not lose his character even in the trough, and he will not lose his sense of proportion because of a temporary predicament.

He is comfortable, calm and rational, and knows how to reintegrate into the world.

"Since you are sure, go ahead and do it without any worries." Ling Shuangxue sat up from the recliner and straightened her clothes.Knowing that Shen Zhuo didn't give the alchemy to Crazy Cao, he guessed that he had other concerns, and said: "When it comes to alchemy, your uncle is the best candidate."

As the master of a sect, Shi Yuanye's self-cultivation and alchemy skills are unfathomable.Shen Zhuo really thought so at first, but he hesitated at the moment.Going to trouble Shi Yuanye for a super fifth-grade elixir is unavoidably overkill.

"If you don't feel comfortable opening your mouth, you can give me the prescription and I'll do it." Ling Shuangxue saw through Shen Zhuo's thoughts and offered to help.When he opened his mouth, Shi Yuanye would not refuse even a first-grade pill, let alone a fifth-grade one.

It is naturally much easier for Ling Shuangxue to come forward than for Shen Zhuo, but Shen Zhuo has no joy in his heart.He had a bad reputation before, and his cultivation base was useless. No matter how you look at it, he was asking for trouble when he took over Crazy Cao's illness.

"Master, don't you blame me for making my own decisions?" Shen Zhuo asked. In his opinion, as a master, Ling Shuangxue should ask a few questions and beat her up.Instead of following him 'playing around' wholeheartedly like now.

Ling Shuangxue was not surprised: "Do you still make your own decisions less often?"

Shen Zhuo didn't accept Ling Shuangxue's discipline before, and he did a lot of things that went into his left ear and out of his right ear.He is not obedient and has a strong opinion.

Ling Shuangxue will not stick to his personality, let him torment.The apprentice who was snatched by himself naturally doted on him no matter what.

Shen Zhuo didn't expect Ling Shuangxue to bring up the past, thinking of the absurdity of his youth, he smiled embarrassedly.

The afterglow of the setting sun slid across his brows and eyes, and his pupils glowed a little golden under the setting sun, deep|deep and charming.

Ling Shuangxue was silent for a moment. It seemed that he hadn't seen him for a long time. The handsome young man from back then had grown into a handsome young man with a good skin, three-dimensional features, and clear outline. In a few days, he should be attractive Butterfly?

Thinking of this, Ling Shuangxue finally had a sense of accomplishment in raising her apprentice, and a smile appeared in her eyes.He raised his hand to cover the afterglow of the setting sun above his head, and said softly: "The Huoyan Ye made it sweeter."

These words had no beginning or end, Shen Zhuo was slightly startled, and then smiled: "Okay."

The master has requirements, and the disciples will naturally try their best to meet them.

The daytime training was delayed because of Madman Cao, and Shen Zhuo didn't start refining the medicinal materials until nightfall.

Shi Yuanye prepared many and complicated herbs, and Shen Zhuo divided them into several categories according to the level of difficulty.He can throw the simple ones into the alchemy furnace all at once, and refine them at the same time by controlling the firepower to control the subtle heat.

The difficulty of medicinal materials increases, and the amount he can refine at the same time will also be greatly reduced.

The fire in the furnace burned non-stop, and the spiritual and spiritual power in Shen Zhuo's body was consumed rapidly, until he was exhausted and his soul was tingling, so he stopped to adjust his breath.After he regained his strength and regained his strength, he started refining medicine again.

This cycle is repeated, the meridian jumps between the two limits, and the limit of the spiritual power it can accommodate is gradually increasing.And what Shen Zhuo wants is this effect, only by constantly breaking through himself can he force out the maximum potential of his body.

It was already late at night after several large baskets of medicinal materials were practiced, and Ling Shuangxue had already gone to bed without accident.Shen Zhuo went to the hot spring in the backyard to take a bath, and the spiritual power in the water frantically rushed to his body. He took a nap in the water for a while, and when he woke up, he felt full of spiritual power and refreshed.

He crawled out of the water and just picked up the clothes on the ground when he saw a new set of clothes stacked on the bamboo chair in front of him.When he closed his eyes and meditated, Ling Shuangxue came over.

Holding the clothes, Shen Zhuo couldn't help feeling happy.

The sky is not yet clear, there is still a little time before the morning class, Shen Zhuo did not go back to rest.After changing his clothes, he bowed to Ling Shuangxue's door at the door, and said softly: "Master, I'm leaving."

Shen Zhuo knew that Ling Shuangxue could hear him, he thought he was resting, but in fact he was with him all the time, but he didn't show up.

In the darkness, Ling Shuangxue pursed her lips, pulled Jiaojiao's ear and said: "The apprentice is gone, you should get up and train."

The sleepy Jiaojiao protested, as if to say: Master, hurry up and become stronger, I don't want to work hard anymore.

The Zongmen's school grounds occupy a very large area, and it is a good time to practice alone in the dead of night and silence.Shen Zhuo faced the moonlight alone, and after a brief warm-up, he began to review the sword skills taught by Ling Shuangxue.

The bright moon is bright, and the sword energy is like a rainbow.

Shen Zhuo's sword is the same as that given by Ling Shuangxue, but he is different. He came back from the catastrophe, and he did not change his original intention.The sword moves are not as fierce as Ling Shuangxue, with a single swing of the sword, all shadows follow their will, as if a dead tree is springing up.

The bright moon shines on his body, his figure dances in the darkness, the sound of the blade piercing through the air is connected together, all the moves are becoming clearer and clearer, and in the end, the flowing clouds and flowing water, just looking at it, feels pleasing to the eye.

After a set of sword skills was practiced smoothly, Shen Zhuo pulled a sword flower to close the sword, calming his breath.

The breeze brushed his sleeves, the moon hid in the clouds, and the sky gradually turned white.He was reflecting on the inadequacies just now in his heart, when he suddenly felt something strange behind him.

He turned around abruptly, and saw one of the elders teaching under the faint halo standing in the shadow of the tree, stroking his goatee, his breath restrained and silent, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

Shen Zhuo was slightly startled, with the usual expression on his face, he saluted calmly and said: "Disciple Shen Zhuo has met Elder Qiu."

Qiu Ji nodded. Now that there is no one around, and the morning class has not yet started, he does not need to follow the rules of the morning class. He stepped forward and said, "The swordsmanship is well practiced, and it has a bit of the demeanor of your master back then."

Qiu Ji is an old man of the sect, and chose to teach new disciples because he didn't like to be involved in trivial matters.Before Ling Shuangxue sealed the sword, they had a discussion together, and they were considered to be one of the few people who knew Ling Shuangxue well.

Shen Zhuo knew very little about Ling Shuangxue's past. It was the first time someone brought it up, and he was inexplicably excited. He said, "Elder Qiu praised him a lot. I can't compare him to him for his demeanor of being an immortal and master."

"If you don't delay these ten years, it's not impossible." Qiu Ji didn't realize that Shen Zhuo was humble, and snorted, expressing his agreement.

Shen Zhuo was speechless, and Qiu Ji said again: "It's a good thing to rein in your horse from the precipice and know your way back. Your master was once a peerless arrogance. In his heyday, he ranked second and no one dared to be the number one in the world. Even now Even if you are sick, I can teach you with ease."

Ling Shuangxue seldom walks around the sect, but the old people in the past have never forgotten him, and admiration is still indispensable when talking about him.They went through a period of dark years, and it was Ling Shuangxue who broke through the deepest cage with one sword and one person, and pulled the world back from the upside-down universe.

He faced the darkness and brought the light of the sky, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his hair was like a waterfall.If there is a god who can save all living beings in this world, then he is the incarnation of wandering around the world.

Qiu Ji's expression fluctuated. No matter how many years have passed, the previous scenes are unforgettable for him.Compared with Ling Shuangxue's past brilliance, Shen Zhuo's apprentice is not enough.Practice is still one aspect, ten years of depravity is what makes people gnash their teeth.

Shen Zhuo was keenly aware of Qiu Ji's fleeting dislike, and he was proud of his master and complained for himself at the same time.

He smiled wryly twice, without refuting.