not immortal

In the end, Jiang Xu naturally couldn't avoid being scolded. He stood upright against the vermilion pillar under the eaves, held the long sword with both hands, and lowered his head obediently, not daring to say a word. Standing in front of him was a man with a serious face, about thirty or forty years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a slightly square face, wearing a black robe, and Jiang Xu was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched.

"I have only retreated for thirty years this time, Jiang Xu, look at what you are like now!" Jian Louzi frowned tightly, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "It is impossible to improve your cultivation. I can't blame you, but tell me yourself, where did the sword go?"

Jiang Xu couldn't help muttering: "Isn't the sword in my hand?"

"Is this your sword?" Jian Louzi was stunned by his anger, and raised his finger to Yan Sui who was sitting copying books not far away, "Look at your senior brother, I don't know how calm you have become after this experience, so it's just a sword." You still look like you are dead, and say, where is your sword?"

Jiang Xu shrunk his neck, finally raised his head quietly, and glanced at Yan Sui, but the other party kept his head down, looking very focused, as if he hadn't heard anything from them at all.

"Look at what your senior brother is doing!" Jian Louzi clapped his hands angrily, "It's the autumn solstice and you will be crowned, and you still count on your senior brother to protect you!"

"I've been estranged from senior brother for so many years, how can I count on him," Jiang Xu curled his lips before telling him in a low voice, "I lost my sword."

"Lost it?" Jian Louzi's voice rose several degrees, "Where did you lose it?"

"Just..." Jiang Xu faltered, then glanced at Yan Sui again, "I just accidentally fell off the cliff."

Snapped!

Jian Louzi raised two fingers together, and slammed Jiang Xu's wrist with aura, cursing heavily amidst the little apprentice's cry of pain: "Look, you know it! Can Yan Sui find it for you?"

Jiang Xu shook his head knowingly, and replied with a sad face: "I can't."

The Guanjian Cliff is thousands of feet high, and the bottom is the Taotao Fanjiang. Not to mention Yan Sui, even Jian Louzi himself may not be able to find the fallen sword.

Jian Louzi took a deep breath, raised his hand and beat his chest, and it took him a while to recover.

"Tell the truth," he pointed at Jiang Xu with trembling fingers, "it's all right, why did the sword fall off the cliff?"

Jiang Xu had no choice but to raise his eyes timidly, and asked him with a pure face: "Master, do you really want to know?"

He saw Jian Louzi's expression froze for a moment, as if hesitating, and finally he held his chest and sighed heavily.

"Don't talk about it," he waved his hand, and finally turned around, looking overwhelmed, "Let Yan Sui lead you to Jianzhong to find a new sword someday."

"Oh," as soon as Jiang Xu's shoulders collapsed, Jian Louzi quickly turned his head and glared at him again, "You stand here today and reflect on it, Yan Sui,"

He called out to the distance, and the person who had been concentrating on copying the book finally raised his head, put down his pen and looked over straightly: "Master, do you have something to tell me?"

Only then did Jian Louzi feel that the stagnant air in his heart dissipated a little, he nodded to Yan Sui with satisfaction, and said: "You move the case here, watch Jiang Xu, and don't allow him to be lazy."

Yan Sui frowned slightly, and looked at the wet paper with some embarrassment: "I still need to devote myself to copying the book, I'm afraid I can't keep an eye on my junior brother all the time."

Jian Louzi waved his hand, and said indifferently: "It's just to show the elders, stop after you finish copying this time."

However, Yan Sui looked at him disapprovingly, and said softly: "Since the elders want to see it, how can it be invalidated like this, the total is only a hundred times, Master, let's wait until I finish copying it."

"What do they do!" Jian Louzi frowned and said casually, "Stop as long as I tell you, you are my apprentice."

"Okay," Yan Sui finally responded this time, with a gentle look on his face, "Master is right."

Fake and serious, Jiang Xu slandered, Yan Sui must have done this on purpose, relying on his master's favor, he was not afraid of being punished at all, and he would not let him copy it all.

When he thought of this, his eyes fell on his wrist with a red mark, and he sighed faintly.

"Oh, what?" Jian Louzi turned his head to teach him again, "Are you still not convinced?"

"Convinced, convinced," Jiang Xu kept nodding, "Master taught me the lesson."

The lesson is, but it will not be changed, Jiang Xu thought, trying to hold back a little smile, only staring at Jian Louzi with a pair of shallow amber pupils, showing a cute smile.

"That's all." Jian Louzi didn't bother to talk about him anymore, it was useless after all, "Yan Sui, watch him carefully, you can't let him be lazy today."

"Okay," Yan Sui nodded in agreement, and smiled at Jian Louzi, "Master, go slowly."

Jian Louzi left contentedly, Jiang Xu watched him leave without looking aside, rubbing his shoulders, and finally looked at Yan Sui.

"Senior Brother," he called from afar, with a very obedient expression, "You see the weather is very good today, why don't you go and compete with Senior Brother Cheng again."

Yan Sui just glanced at him indifferently, then sat down beside him with the desk.

It means no talking.

Jiang Xu tentatively lowered his hand a little, but was patted lightly again, and Yan Sui's voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Seriously, be careful that Master will come back to punish you again."

"Oh."

Jiang Xu responded muffledly, and raised it up again.

He did it on purpose. He asked Master to arrest him and punish him, which made me feel uncomfortable. There is no one more stingy than Yan Sui in the world!

But Jiang Xu still had a cheeky face and rubbed against Yan Sui, and softly called out: "Senior brother."

"What's the matter?" Yan Sui looked gentle and seemed to be in a good mood, "Xu Xu, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Xu was stunned by his address and felt uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, I always feel a little strange when you call him that."

Yan Sui just lifted the paper on the case and put it aside with a calm expression, and said softly, "Since my junior brother has such a relationship with me, why do you still expect me to disobey the master's order?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head again, reading a book with his forehead propped on his forehead in the spring light, completely ignoring Jiang Xu's condemning eyes, feeling very at ease.

After all, it's not that he wants to ask others, so there is no reason to catch up.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Xu couldn't help stretching out his foot secretly, kicked the desk, the pen hanging on the shelf shook, Yan Sui was still reading, completely pretending that he didn't exist.

He finally couldn't help it, and called again: "Senior brother."

"Xu Xu," the man raised his head, his expression seemed a little helpless, "Do you still need a brother to teach you?"

Of course it is not necessary, Jiang Xu struggled for a while, his arm was sore, and finally said in a whisper: "Brother, you can do it, I know I was wrong."

Yan Sui smiled warmly: "What did Xu Xu just say?"

It's called a fake, and he has to spend time with Jiang Xu.

They all knew that the master would not come back, Jiang Xu was so angry that he quickly withdrew his hand, glared at him, and shouted: "Yan Sui, why are you so crazy today!"

Obviously, obviously, in the past, he would not say "m" "'f" "x" "y"% 攉木哥哥* words with him, let alone such an attitude, almost never had .

I'm afraid he wasn't really confused by that ancient maze.

He was dissatisfied and thinking about it, but someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, Yan Sui's fingers were a little rough, and when they rubbed against his skin, there was an unreasonable itchiness.

"Put your hands upright," Yan Sui smiled, his brows were slightly pressed, but he was much more serious, "Master said, you have to stand for a day."

"Hold a chicken feather as an arrow," Jiang Xu finally couldn't help but glared at him, pressing the corners of his mouth down desperately, pretending to be fierce, "It's clear that I haven't been bothered by me for more than 100 years, Yan Sui, why don't you go to the medicine hall to find me?" Uncle Master, take a look, don't think something went wrong during the training."

"Don't worry about my brother," Yan Sui grabbed Jiang Xu's wrist and arranged it after hearing Jiang Xu's words, "Since you want your brother to spend a day with you here, you have to accompany me."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Jiang Xu's wrist and straightened his posture without changing his face, then he took his hand back unhurriedly, and said, "Pose up properly, Xuxu, if you think I'm unfamiliar with you, you'll only get angry. It was indeed my fault."

This is where it is!

Jiang Xu just stared at him sullenly, and muttered: "There's nothing to be angry about, although it means that we haven't communicated much these years, but..."

But it has nothing to do with me, it's Yan Sui himself who doesn't want to have too much contact with me.

He thought so, and finally raised his eyes to meet Yan Sui's eyes, the other's expression changed imperceptibly, and the ending sound was slightly longer: "But what?"

Jiang Xu inexplicably felt a little cold, but still said vaguely: "But this is the norm, and senior brother still has his own things to do."

Yan Sui just looked at him fixedly for a while, and said in a low voice, "Normal."

Seemingly repeating it casually, Jiang Xu didn't understand, so he nodded in response, and said, "Senior brother clearly thinks so."

He tentatively lowered his hand a little, and observed Yan Sui's expression very intently. The other party seemed to be distracted, and Jiang Xu didn't notice at all that the original good book had been wrinkled by Yan Sui. Seeing that the other party didn't Attention, he quietly relaxed his posture.

After a while, Yan Suicai seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and his gaze fell on Jiang Xu intently.

"It's brother's fault," he said in a low voice, and he didn't know what he was thinking just now, "but Xuxu, this is not normal."

He smoothed the pages of the book and put it on the table, sighed inaudibly, and then said: "It's only half a year since I saw you, but I feel as if you and I are so estranged that we haven't seen each other in hundreds of years."

Jiang Xu was stunned, maybe Yan Sui's expression was too disappointed at this time, his heart softened, and he slowed down his words, and said: "Senior brother left on the fifth day of June, at that time it was obviously you who told me that in the future, you can't do it again. so dependent on others."

He can't remember exactly what happened, but for more than half a year, Jiang Xu only remembered Yan Sui's expression at that time - very calm, in fact, it was no different from usual, but when he followed him to the gate of the mountain Turning around suddenly, said:

"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother has been in the Wuji Sect for more than three hundred years."

At that time Jiang Xu was still nodding stupidly, and replied briskly: "It has been 330 years, and the first person I saw besides Master is Senior Brother."

"Junior Brother," Yan Sui interrupted him in a gentle tone, and said in a gentle voice, "Since you have entered the fairyland, you must remember not to rely on others like this in the future."

Jiang Xu was stunned, Yan Sui's tone could even be called gentle, but those eyes were very cold, like some kind of warning:

"This road is bumpy, tens of thousands of people yearn for it, but in the end, maybe only one person can get it."

In March, the green bamboos were green at the mountain gate, Jiang Xu blinked his eyes slowly, only felt that the long wind was blowing through the Taotao Linhai, and even Yan Sui's aqua blue gown was swaying, making people's eyes hurt.

"Oh," he replied in a low voice, then rolled his eyes at Yan Sui again, "I see, senior brother."

If so, if only one person out of thousands of people can prove the Dao——

Jiang Xu couldn't help thinking in this smoky spring breeze:

Then this person must be Yan Sui.

old age

Pseudo-prudish and prudish (strike out)