After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"Ah Yan, what Master taught you first today is the method of inner strength and mentality."

Jun Qianyin was still wearing a white robe and a blue gauze, sitting in an open space outside the hall.

Just sitting there quietly, as peaceful as a painting, makes people involuntarily calm down.

Ye Junyan was wearing a black robe with short and convenient sleeves.

Since he hadn't officially apprenticed yet, he didn't have Chuanyun Qianfeng's uniform.

He holds a long sword in his right hand, with a blood-red gem inlaid in the middle.

Ye Junyan himself didn't know the origin of the sword, he only knew that the sword had been by his side since he opened his eyes.

But he doesn't know how to use a sword, he can only slash randomly. No one taught him before.

Jun Qianyin picked up a blue book, lowered her eyes, and read slowly.

Ye Junyan sat with his legs crossed and listened quietly.

Jun Qianyin peeked at Ye Junyan from time to time, and found that he was quite obedient, and he would do whatever he asked him to do.

"Bao Yuan Shou Yi..."

Jun Qianyin stood up suddenly and stood behind the boy.

He stretched out his hand calmly, sent a force on his back, and sat back silently.

The last celestial power was also given to Ah Yan. It seems that he can only be a waste in the future.

Ye Junyan closed his eyes, and there was a little air between his hands.

Jun Qianyin nodded in satisfaction, and slowly sat up from the stage, her lips were a little pale.

"Yes, let's stop here today, and continue to work hard tomorrow."

Ye Junyan watched the master leave, but he was still practicing over and over again.

His foundation is weak and his talent is not good, so he must work twice as hard as others.

Can protect his master!

The boy silently made an oath in his heart.

Xu Ziyun was wearing a white robe, his hair was tied up high, he held a sword in his right hand, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Stop practicing, you will be useless if you practice again, I advise you to leave Xianmen Mountain as soon as possible, and don't lose face to master at the master-apprentice meeting."

Ye Junyan didn't pay attention to him, holding the sword silently, reviewing every move just now.

Seeing that people ignored him, Xu Ziyun stabbed at Ye Junyan with the long sword in his hand.

Even this trash is worthy to be His Highness's chief disciple, not even to carry his shoes.

Ye Junyan struggled to resist the volleying sword.

After all, Xu Ziyun was Yun Qianfeng's most talented and highest cultivation disciple.

That's why he was extremely arrogant wherever he went, and only in front of his lord would he restrain all his sharpness.

"I didn't expect to be able to withstand my sword?"

Xu Ziyun's expression remained unchanged. He only used [-]% of his strength just now.

Ye Junyan glared at Xu Ziyun, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands.

Xu Ziyun retracted the long sword in its scabbard.

He didn't want to compete with this good-for-nothing, it would be to lose his face if he said it.

"Hmph, are you dumb? Why have I never seen you speak? A dumb person is not eligible to participate in the chief disciple competition."

Ye Junyan looked at Xu Ziyun with cold eyes, "I'm not dumb."

The boy's voice seemed a little immature.

"Not dumb?"

Xu Ziyun was a little disappointed, he thought he was dumb.

"And I will beat you upright and become a disciple of the master."

Xu Ziyun suddenly laughed because he heard a very funny joke today.

He has practiced spells for more than ten years, isn't it better than others for a few days?

Xu Ziyun didn't care about the young man's provocation at all.

"Then I'll wait for you, but don't be scared by me and cry in Master's arms."

Xu Ziyun took the long sword and swaggered away.

"Ah Yan, don't blame him, he just has an unbalanced heart. After all, he has been with Zun for decades, but he didn't accept him as a disciple in the end."

Yunfu took a few steps forward, comforting the boy softly.

Xu Ziyun came to Yunqian Peak for a long time, so he spent a long time with His Majesty.

Ye Junyan nodded calmly, "I don't blame him. He has been with Master for more than ten years...

And he only knew Master for two days.

Yunfu explained softly, "When you select a disciple, he may also go that day, maybe he is your strong enemy."

Hearing this, Ye Junyan vigorously waved the long sword in his hand and continued to practice.

He will definitely defeat everyone and let everyone recognize him,

Qingyun Pavilion...

Jun Qianyin sat on the soft gold cushion, covered her lips with one hand, and coughed softly.

Just sent out the last ray of immortal power, it seems that he will be tortured by illness for a long time.

"My lord, have you relapsed from an old illness?"

Yunyu picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Jun Qianyin.

They Zunshang was the most powerful person among the eight peaks of Xianmen Mountain at the beginning, but he was severely injured when he resisted the evil way.

So now it is the most useless one among the eight peaks.

However, instead of thanking their lord, some people ridiculed them everywhere.

Yunyu felt that their superior was the most pitiful person who made the greatest sacrifice, but no one remembered him.

"Cough, I'm fine." Jun Qianyin took a sip of tea lightly.

The old illness that has been going on for so many years, and now it has an outbreak, still wants his life.

"Your Majesty, you are like this every time. You carry everything alone."

While tidying up the table and cleaning the room, Yunyu took the grievances on behalf of their lord.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Jun Qianyin's mouth, "Yunyu, this happened so many years ago, you still remember it now."

This matter has been so long that he has forgotten it, and he has only been brave once in his life.

The rest of the time is spent as waste materials, as salted fish...

"Of course, I will never forget the heroic demeanor of my lord in my life." Yunyu's eyes were full of reverence.

At that time, Your Majesty was extremely beautiful, not to mention Xianmen Mountain, even in the entire Xianmen, there was no second person who could be compared with His Majesty!

Although the current master is also very good, compared with before, there is something missing.

The current master is too delicate, like a beauty lamp, it will be blown away by the wind.

Jun Qianyin had a smile in the corner of his eyes, and his tone was very gentle, "You still remember, I have forgotten it myself."

Forgot?

How could he forget that he was also the proud son of heaven back then...

Dressed in white clothes and holding a Ling Han sword, he stands on top of the clouds like a high god.

No matter how many enemies there are in front of him, he never retreats.

Only now, Jun Qianyin looked down at her thin body.

With a self-deprecating laugh, "I'm nothing but a useless person now."

He looked at the Ling Han sword on the table with cold eyes, and he didn't know how many years it hadn't been unsheathed.