Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day

Ye Tingjiang lowered his eyes lightly, and his face was light and cloudy.

But the spirit sword in his hand trembled slightly. Seeing that the master had no special response, he jumped up and down more boldly, as if he was shouting and cheering for the disciples below.

When Mu Chuihan saw it, he nodded towards Xiaoyou and walked to the center of the stakes.

The surrounding wooden stakes sensed the person, and immediately moved quickly, weaving a phantom around him, surrounding him.

Mu Chuihan raised his sword flat, but his feet remained motionless.

Seeing that the stake is getting closer and closer, the rotating cross-branch is only an inch away from him, and if he doesn't move, it will drop a heavy blow on his arm.

Lin Xu was already feeling thrilled from the onlookers, and shouted to Mu Chuihan: "Fuyan, don't be stunned!"

Even Ye Tingjiang, who seemed to be unconcerned on the high platform, couldn't help but tighten his grip on his sword.

He knew what Fuyan had done for him, and where Hengzhi was facing was the injured left arm!

Ye Tingjiang could no longer be indifferent. If Hengzhi moved forward a little further, maybe he could not help but interfere in the trial in full view of the public.

If Mu Chuihan could look on the stage at this moment, he would be able to see his worried expression. It's a pity that those wooden stakes blocked his sight, and the phantom of change made him regretfully miss such details.

At the critical moment, Mu Chuihan finally moved in all eyes. He split the wooden branch with his horizontal sword, and his right foot volleyed a little on the wooden stake, and the whole person jumped up lightly and withdrew into the temporary gap behind him.

His body was constantly moving between the stakes, the sword in his hand seemed to just touch the horizontal branches, but he could always open up a new way of life in the dead end. The onlookers have long been apprehensive, but the people in the formation have no idea, the swordsmanship is indescribably elegant and agile, as if performing a very dangerous dance music.

The outer sect disciple walked out of the initial shock, only to realize that he was not using any set of swordsmanship taught by the outer sect.

"It's the first time I've seen Junior Brother Fuyan make a serious sword. I don't know what kind of swordsmanship he uses."

Only Ye Tingjiang was like a mirror in his heart. The swordsmanship used by Fuyan seemed to be flexible and changeable, but in reality, there were only eight styles. He didn't use any other swordsmanship, every move from beginning to end was the one that Ye Tingjiang taught him personally.

When Ye Tingjiang found swordsmanship, he knew that it was very suitable for teenagers. But he couldn't help but sigh at the moment, the young man is the master of the sword in his heart, he should have a wider world, but the swordsmanship limited him.

There are roughly two types of kendo geniuses. Some people comprehend very quickly, and their swordsmanship is smooth; some people are difficult to learn at first, but after mastering it, they can show amazing strength.

The dullness of the young man's swordsmanship contrasted sharply with the elegance of his swordsmanship at the moment, but Ye Tingjiang had no doubts and firmly believed that Fuyan was the latter.

In the field, Mu Chuihan backhanded and held the stake in front of him. With his last movements, the wooden stake gradually slowed down its movement, and soon stopped turning.

The array is broken, the trial is over.

Only the youth in the formation was left with his sword in front of the wind.

The outer disciples were full of amazement. Among the elders, Mingzheng winked at Ye Tingjiang, meaning that you are a really good kid.

Ye Tingjiang also rarely smiled.

The head sighed: "I didn't expect to see such a swordsmanship in the end. As long as this child has some talent for cultivation, today I have another disciple under my sect."

The outer disciples were in an uproar. The meaning of the head is very clear. He greatly appreciates Fu Yan's ability in the swordsmanship. As long as the root bones and spiritual resources barely pass the test, he agrees to accept him as a disciple.

Lin Xu excitedly said: "Fuyan, hurry up, we can be together again."

Mu Chuihan smiled at him. Although Lin Xu was emotional, he somehow read a bit of regret from this smile.

He scratched his head and felt that he must have read it wrong.

The wooden stake was removed, and the two water mirrors were placed in front of Mu Chuihan. In order to give Ye Tingjiang a buffer, he first stretched out his hand to the side where he was testing spiritual resources.

Spiritual resources are determined by the soul and will not change with changes in the body. His body has excellent spiritual resources, and it is rare in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years. In order not to shock the Immortal Sect up and down, Mu Chuihan deliberately restrained.

Fortunately, the designer of this water mirror never thought that someone would hide spiritual resources, so it was easy for him to cheat in reverse. The spiritual resources displayed on the water mirror were only above average, not bad, but they couldn't catch up with those displayed by Lin Xu or even Mo Jiao, so they wouldn't be astonishing.

The Sect Master only felt that it was unsatisfactory, so he nodded.

Mu Chuihan closed his eyes slightly, and when he lifted it up again, he looked at Ye Tingjiang with pleading eyes. Ye Tingjiang vaguely had a bad premonition, and comforted himself that he was thinking too much.

He had already given Fuyan the medicinal pill to hide his physique, and this last level would surely pass smoothly. When the young man enters the sect master, he will protect him carefully, provide him with all the treasures he can, and help him achieve the path of immortality.

Although Fuyan seemed to want to take him as his teacher, Ye Tingjiang knew that the headmaster was a better choice for him.

So he and Fuyan finally completed their first look at each other today. Ye Tingjiang's eyes were gentle and full of encouragement.

Mu Chuihan lowered his head to avoid this gaze. A strange sympathy rose in my heart, Ting Yun-Jun still doesn't know what will happen next.

But the expression on his face had nothing to do with what he was thinking in his heart, and everyone who could see his expression felt a strong sense of despair.

Mingzheng frowned: "What happened to him?"

Mu Chuihan was about to put his hand on the water mirror when he suddenly withdrew, as if he had used a lot of courage: "I want to withdraw from the trial."

As a disciple of the final trial, he is now the focus of the audience. As soon as this statement came out, all the outer disciples were puzzled: "What does he do?"

The smooth road of cultivating the Dao is at hand, why should he give up!

Lin Xu reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Only Ye Tingjiang finally caught the abnormal feeling that he had always felt, and he seemed to know what was wrong with the boy!

At this moment, the head shook his head and said warmly: "What are you worried about? If you quit the trial at this time, there will be no next chance, and you must leave the Immortal Sect."

The wooden stake can't be closed, and the disciple can continue to stay at the outer gate to wait for the next trial.

But if the talent or foundation is insufficient, then it is equivalent to being sentenced to death on the road to immortal cultivation, and the disciple should also give up this kind of heart.

So if you give up on this joint, Linxian Sect will regard him as the latter, and the outer sect will not accept him again.

Hearing this, Mu Chuihan seemed to be hesitating again. He didn't have more time to think, and suddenly made up his mind as if he was going out, biting his lip and reaching out again.

At this moment, all the disciples saw the black-clothed swordsman standing high on the stage: "No!"

The head turned his head and looked at his junior brother in surprise.

But it was too late for this sentence, the boy's hand had already pressed on the water mirror, and purple mist gradually began to rise in the mirror.

This color cheered up all the elders.

Represents the most suitable purple for cultivation!

However, when they stared at it carefully, they would find that the innumerable purple spiritual currents did not flow into the boy's body. On the contrary, those spiritual currents rushed out from his fingertips, condensing deeper and deeper in the mirror, and almost turned into a black mist to swallow him!

Outer disciples have never seen such a picture, Lin Xu pulled a familiar disciple beside him and said nervously, "This purple should mean good, right?"

The disciple couldn't make any sense: "But why does Junior Brother Fuyan have a reverse flow of spiritual current..."

The elders were silent. After a long silence, Mingzheng broke the silence. She faced Ye Tingjiang and said hesitantly, "Five Yin Melting Heart?"

Ye Tingjiang still couldn't stop it from happening, and said bitterly, "Yes."

Mu Chuihan originally had all the strength of his body taken away by the water mirror, but now he finally heard the sound of "yes", his body softened and he fell to the ground.

Although he pretended to close his eyes weakly, he was still very conscious. He heard a busy noise around him, and then someone approached and hugged him gently.

With the temperature of his palms, Mu Chuihan, who had touched porcelain more than once, immediately recognized that it was Ye Tingjiang's hands.

He remained motionless, gave up control over his body, and let Ye Tingjiang carry him away.

Due to this unforeseen event, the trial ended hastily. The disciples dispersed, and Mu Chuihan heard hurried footsteps, followed by Lin Xu's voice: "Ting Yunjun, is it important to Fuyan?"

Ye Tingjiang's voice came from above, sounding a little remorseful: "It's okay, you go back first."

Lin Xu insisted: "I am his roommate! I am very worried..."

"I'll tell you when he wakes up." Ye Tingjiang patiently said: "The situation is a bit complicated, can you wait outside for a while?"

Lin Xu did not continue to follow.

Mu Chuihan felt that he was carried into a room and gently placed on the bed.

Ye Tingjiang seemed to sit down not far away. After an unknown amount of time, several people pushed the door and entered.

The voice of Mingzheng was the first to sound: "Junior Brother Ye, how could he be the body of the five yin fusion heart?"

"It's a long story," Ye Tingjiang sighed: "Actually, we met for the first time, not as he told you. Senior sister, he was given to me by the Ye family, the cauldron."

When he said the last two words, he couldn't bear it.

The head sighed: "Junior brother, if that's the case, how could you send him to the outer door?"

Ye Tingjiang said: "I originally hoped that he would not be bound by his physique and pass the test. But I didn't expect him to take the concealed medicinal pill. When he realized that something was wrong, it was too late."

At that time, Fu Yan must have had a secret in his eyes, maybe the medicine pill was gone. But he was afraid that he would be expelled from the Immortal Sect just as the sect master said, and finally went to touch the water mirror.

The head is Dian: "Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Ye."

Mingzheng shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Ye, you, alas. Since you already have that kind of relationship with him, why would you take him to the outer door for granted!"

After that, three voices sounded in unison: "What's the matter?"

One of them, which Mu Chuihan could recognize, was the head of the sect, but the other two were very unfamiliar. Taking advantage of no one paying attention to him, he secretly opened his eyes and found that it was a man and a woman, the two remaining elders of Wufeng.

"When I visited Yingxuefeng that day, Junior Brother Ye actually..." Mingzheng paused.

Another female nun, named Su Ni, urged, "Brother Ye, how is he?"

Mingzheng said, "He is having lunch with Fuyan!"

"Hi—" Shang Zhi, the remaining male cultivator, took a deep breath: "Where is this what Senior Brother Ye usually does? It seems that it is indeed a close relationship!"

Ye Tingjiang coughed in embarrassment, reminding the three who were chatting up, that he was still present.

Mingzheng said: "The news of the five yin fusion of the body has become a lot of noise now, and soon the outer sect will also know about it. For today's plan, you can only directly organize the joint loan ceremony."

"Exactly." Su Ni and her hit it off and said: "I am a decent and decent person in the Immortal Sect. Even if he has a furnace physique, he can't be treated harshly. The status of Taoist companion must be given."

Ye Tingjiang was arranged so clearly, so he had to say, "You have misunderstood, I have never touched him."

Shang Zhi immediately said: "I have never touched him, but I would like to share lunch with him, Brother Ye, this can be called pure love!"

Mu Chuihan kept laughing secretly, it turned out that in the hearts of the brothers and sisters, it was a rare thing for Ting Yun-Jun to eat with others.

Then he was really honored.

Mingzheng said bitterly: "Junior Brother Ye, you should see your heart as soon as possible. The five yin fusion heart is hard to come out in a hundred years. If you can't protect him and let him be kidnapped by other monks with evil hearts, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Exactly." The rest of the people agreed.

In the end, the headmaster said, "Junior Brother Ye, since this is the case, I absolutely cannot accept him as a disciple. If you are interested in him, you should get married as soon as possible, and I will preside over it for you."

Mu Chuihan now only hoped that they could chat more vigorously, not to look at him. Otherwise, you will immediately be able to witness a comatose patient's unbelievable smile.

That's great, the elders of the Five Peaks of Linxian Sect are all talents except Ye Tingjiang.

Ye Tingjiang couldn't argue: "I don't mean that."

"Then you will accept him as an apprentice, so that you can teach him well. I saw him today and knew that it was you who taught the swordsmanship." is you."

Ye Tingjiang recalled that from the beginning of kendo to the present, he never thought of accepting apprentices. It's not that he rejects his disciples, but he asks himself the way of swordsmanship, so it is inevitable that he neglects his disciples and does not want to delay the future of young people.

Including Fuyan, he always felt that the head would be a better master than him.

But now that I think about it, this is clearly wishful thinking on his part. He never considered Fuyan's idea.

What's more, the teenager sacrificed so much in order to wake him up from his nightmare.

He previously felt that he had done nothing to harm the world, but under the attack of his brothers and sisters, he lost the ability to think independently.

Ye Tingjiang felt more and more guilty, and sighed: "I hurt him like this, I will accept him as a disciple and protect him comprehensively."

Mingzheng smiled and said, "Junior Brother Ye, you should have done this long ago!"

Mu Chuihan was lying on the bed and did nothing, but the four elders had already done everything for him.

In fact, he was a little surprised. During the trial, self-destruction was only the first step, and coma was the second step to arouse love. He thought that after waking up, he still needed to plan and plan carefully, but who knew that everything would come naturally.

And the "accepting apprentices" that the elder finally decided was the best choice for him. Although it was said that the attraction of a Taoist partner was even greater, but Mu Chuihan understood that cultivating a relationship had to be a smooth process, and that the relationship between master and apprentice was the best buffer.

So, at this stall, he woke up leisurely and coughed softly, attracting the attention of others.

Seeing this, Mingzheng immediately left the stage with his senior brothers and sisters, and closed the door for them intimately.

Ye Tingjiang helped him up, half sat on the bed, and said with concern, "You're awake."

"Xianjun, you're here." Mu Chuihan showed a pale smile, his lips were dry: "Is my physique known to everyone?"

As he spoke, two lines of clear tears fell from his eyes.

Ye Tingjiang was at a loss to appease him: "Don't be afraid, no one here will do anything to you."

Mu Chuihan's tears broke off, and he cried so hard that it rained: "Xianjun, am I finished, am I no longer able to practice kendo, I..."

Ye Tingjiang said: "No, no, don't worry."

However, Mu Chuihan seemed to be unable to understand the words, so he just murmured: "I'm done, those people will come to arrest me, they will lock me up, it's cold, it's dark..."

Saying that, he shrank into a small ball on the bed and wrapped his hands around his body, looking extremely vulnerable and helpless.

Ye Tingjiang felt more and more distressed. From this few words, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of pain the boy went through before seeing him.

He couldn't do anything, and finally hugged him like a ghost: "Without those people, no one will hurt you, I will protect your freedom."

He promised: "I will accept you as a disciple. You can do whatever you want in the future. No one can interfere with you."

Mu Chuihan lay on Ye Tingjiang's shoulder and sobbed, and slowly, after a long time, he finally calmed down.

Fang Cai's tears have been brewing for too long, and it will not stop for a while.

When he was completely quiet, Ye Tingjiang released him and handed over a snow-white handkerchief.

Mu Chuihan slowly wiped away the tears on his face, and then bowed his head in shame because of the gaffe just now.

Ye Tingjiang hesitated: "You didn't take pills?"

Mu Chuihan leaned back, seemingly unwilling to recall. He replied in a low voice: "Pill, it's gone."

The fact that he lost something has been known to the outside world, and even if Ye Tingjiang went to inquire, he would not find out any problems.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ye Tingjiang asked.

Mu Chuihan raised his head abruptly: "I, I can't contact Xianjun." After speaking, he said sadly: "Xianjun has never come to me this month. I thought Xianjun didn't want to see me anymore."

Ye Tingjiang was speechless.

When Xiao Youna learned how Fuyan saved him, he actually wanted to go to the outer door to find someone and thank him deeply.

But Ye Tingjiang thought about it again at that time. Fuyan didn't want to go back to the outer door, but she insisted on leaving when she was seriously injured. Why?

He thought about it, but only the idea of ​​a trial persuaded him. Fuyan wanted to pass the trial with dignity and prove himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Tingjiang patiently didn't go to the boy for fear of distracting him. Only on the day of the trial, did you attend in person.

He originally thought that if Fuyan could be accepted by an elder, he would ask the elder to take care of him and would never treat him badly. But he never thought that the medicine pill was lost, and Fuyan had no way to tell himself.

Ye Tingjiang blamed himself and said, "Why did you let go of you so scared?"

Mu Chuihan raised his head and smiled lightly, but the slightly curved eyes seemed to be filled with starlight for a moment, which was very beautiful. He said: "Because, after leaving Linxianzong, I will never see Xianjun again."

Young people don't care. Although Ye Tingjiang thought so, his heart trembled when he saw those eyes.

He avoided his eyes and said, "I'll go tell your roommate that you're awake."

Lin Xu waited outside for a long time, but such a long time also calmed him down slowly. He already knew what the five yin fusion of the heart represented. At this moment, he naturally didn't talk about it, but instead talked and laughed, trying his best to gag.

Instead, Mu Chuihan took the initiative to mention: "I will go to Yingxue Peak in the future."

"Really?" Lin Xu was startled, then turned to surprise: "Jun Tingyun is willing to accept you as a disciple?"

Mu Chuihan nodded with a smile. He said to Ye Tingjiang again, "This is my roommate Lin Xu. Thanks to him for taking care of me at the outer door."

Lin Xu hurriedly and honestly shook her head. It's almost as if Fuyan took care of him!

Taking advantage of Ye Tingjiang's inattention, Mu Chuihan made a "silence" gesture to him, and Lin Xu didn't say anything.

Ye Tingjiang heard the voice and said, "Thank you for your care. Yingxuefeng has several spiritual tools, which are quite beneficial to the disciples who are just entering the Dao. If you have time to come to Yingxuefeng to get them, it's better to accompany Fuyan more."

Lin Xu blurted out his resignation, but Mu Chuihan hurried before him and said, "Senior Brother Lin, hurry up, or I won't be able to live in my heart."

Lin Xu was a little dazed. I just feel that Fuyan seems to be deliberately seeking benefits for himself from Jun Tingyun, pitting a spiritual tool. He recalled the origin of his spirit sword, and vaguely felt familiar.

But he soon realized that the situation was not that simple. Fuyan and Tingyun-Jun were like a family, but he was excluded in the name of being thanked.

This matter is too complicated, and Lin Xu can't figure it out anyway, so she just doesn't want to. Following his roommate's wishes, he thanked him, "Thank you, Lord Tingyun!"

Ye Tingjiang said lightly, "You're welcome."

The trial is over.

The new disciples paid a grand apprenticeship ceremony on each peak, but only on Yingxue Peak, Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang stared wide-eyed in the room.

Mu Chuihan was a casual cultivator, and he was all self-taught. He really didn't have any serious masters, and he didn't know how to perform this ritual.

Ye Tingjiang was sitting. He naturally knew the process, but he didn't care about it, and let Mu Chuihan play it by himself.

So Mu Chuihan poured him a cup of tea, and then stood in the hall and bowed. When he was hesitating whether to kneel or not, Ye Tingjiang said, "That's it, don't be too polite."

Mu Chuihan smiled: "If I don't behave seriously, what should I do if Master doesn't teach me seriously in the future?"

When he called out "Master", Mu Chui was cold for a while, and he wasn't quite used to this name.

Even more unaccustomed to him is Ye Tingjiang. Ye Tingjiang said: "You are my only disciple, and I will teach you with my heart."

When it comes to the word "tuer", Ye Tingjiang feels a little hot.

The eyes of the two met strangely, as if they instantly understood what the other was thinking at the moment.

Mu Chuihan smiled and rolled his eyes: "If Xianjun said a word, it's hard for a horse to catch up."

Ye Tingjiang listened a lot, and nodded with a smile.

Mu Chuihan officially moved to Yingxuefeng and still lived in the room next to Xiaoyou.

For his entry into Yingxuefeng, the happiest thing was Fei Fei, and when he went to the place, he was familiar with Xiaoyou.

Xiaoyou is very grateful to Mu Chuihan for saving people last time. He thought about a lot of ways to repay his kindness, and finally came to the conclusion that hiding away all day with Feifei is the best reward for him.

So Ye Tingjiang lost his spirit sword again, and as far as he could see, there was only a wandering Mu Chuihan left.

He has not continued to teach people swordsmanship these days. Swordsmanship can only be regarded as the foundation of swordsmanship, and more importantly, body refinement.

Ye Tingjiang taught Mu Chuihan the basic spiritual art, and guided him to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, break the empty thoughts, and understand the Taoist law.

Lingjue was similar to the one that Mu Chuhuihannian told Li Erniu. But he did not dare to devote himself to cultivation as Li Erniu did at the time.

Poxu, as the first realm of immortal cultivation, depends entirely on whether one is enlightened or not. Mu Chuihan used it for a month a thousand years ago, but with the current state of mind, as long as he has the will, it probably only takes a stick of incense.

In order to prevent Linxian Sect from thinking that he was an extraordinary genius, Mu Chuihan had no choice but to be lazy. As long as Ye Tingjiang stared at him, he would expel Lingjue from his heart and idle around all day.

It's not that Ye Tingjiang didn't notice that he didn't practice hard enough, and he wanted to supervise this newly recruited disciple several times. But on second thought, Fuyan had been injured repeatedly recently and was overly frightened, so he went with him.

Under the connivance of the peak master, every part of Yingxuefeng was open to this idler, Mu Chuihan.

On this day, he walked into Ye Tingjiang's study.

There was nothing to do on the mountain, and the time that could entangle Ye Tingjiang was easy to say and passed quickly. But Ye Tingjiang was also in the critical period of breakthrough, and not every moment could accompany him to fool around.

In his spare time, Mu Chuihan couldn't help thinking about the book of words in his cabinet on the mountain. In the end, he decided to visit Jun Ting Yun's study.

Ye Tingjiang's study was like his bedroom, with extremely simple furnishings. Books were neatly stacked on the bookshelf, Mu Chuihan took out a book and found that it was a swordsmanship.

Put it back as it is, and pull out the next volume.

Another sword.

Mu Chuihan resolutely gave up this shelf, and went to the farthest shelf diagonally, holding on to hope, and reverently pulled out another volume.

Good guy, looking at the name, it's still a sword score.

He really didn't expect to find the story book of his dreams at Ting Yunjun, but naively thought that there should be several copies of the Mountains and Seas of Foreign Objects. But it turns out that in this study, in addition to swordsmanship, there are also swordsmanship.

Oh no, there seem to be a few correspondences on the table.

Mu Chuihan had no hobby of spying on other people's privacy, and the only thing that attracted him to those letters was wealth.

The top sheets are gramophone notes, which can not only transmit text, but also attach sounds, which are expensive.

And the letter pressed underneath was even a jade slip made of Lingyu. Mu Chuihan carefully picked it out, breathing in the fragrance of Lingyu.

Breathing, breathing, he accidentally glanced at a few lines of words.

It's roughly words like "accepting apprentices" and "congratulations".

It seemed that it was just an ordinary congratulatory letter, and he did not offend Ye Tingjiang's personal letter.

Thinking about it, he put the jade slip back in its place again.

However, at this moment, Yu Jian seemed to have triggered something, and a frivolous male voice suddenly came out: "Congratulations to Jun Tingyun for his love for his disciple, and the blessings are boundless. I heard it below, and I offer a small gift, I hope you enjoy it, be sure to Smile."

The words "love disciple", "Fu Ze" and "Jin Huan" were particularly heavy, and there was a string of laughter at the end, as if he was afraid that he didn't know what this "little gift" was.

Mu Chuihan smiled playfully, never expecting Ting Yun-Jun to have such a friend.

I don't know if he has a chance to see these gifts.

Putting Yu Jian back and turning around, he suddenly met Ye Tingjiang's eyes.

Mu Chuihan took a step back in fright and asked, "Xianjun, when did you come?"

Ye Tingjiang just arrived, and happened to hear the end of Yu Jian's words. The hundreds-year-old man's ears were slightly red, and he was also cautious: "Did you hear that?"

Mu Chuihan pretended to be innocent: "Xianjun, that jade slip can actually speak! Is the messenger your friend, and what is the gift he said?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Ye Tingjiang was relieved and said, "He's just an evil cultivator who came to harass, you don't need to care."

"Oh." Mu Chuihan nodded, blinking innocent eyes: "But I heard him say, it seems to be just ordinary congratulations, congratulations to Xianjun for accepting an apprentice."

Ye Tingjiang choked: "..."

For a moment, Ye Tingjiang said: "People are unpredictable, this person is very bad, don't be deceived."

"So that's the case." Mu Chuihan said ignorantly, "Then he can't accept his gifts, right?"

"Naturally!" Ye Tingjiang's usual indifferent expression shattered, and he reacted violently: "How can something so filthy be dirty to me, Ying Xuefeng?"

Mu Chuihan repeated blankly, "Foul?"

Ye Tingjiang knew that he was overreacting, but he couldn't tell the contents of the gift, so he reluctantly said: "What is given by evil people is naturally filthy. I have already returned it in full."

After hearing this, Mu Chuihan was suddenly disappointed, but he still looked forward to it for a while. Tingyun-jun looked up at the top of the mountain, he was on the right track, and he didn't even have a script in his study. He opened his mind to be interested in these things of the wind and moon, but he was afraid that he would have to wait for the next life.

Ye Tingjiang struggled to protect the hearts of the young disciples and said, "Okay, let's go first. The swordsmanship here is not suitable for you. If you want to learn, I will find it for you another day."

Mu Chuihan nodded obediently and followed him out of the study.

Ye Tingjiang performed a small spell while walking. In a place where Mu Chuihan could not see, the jade slip gradually turned into powder and disappeared.

After the destruction, he still sighed inwardly, blaming himself, if only these evil things had been dealt with earlier.

If there are evil cultivators who speculate on their pure master-disciple relationship in the future, he will not be merciful!

Mu Chuihan stayed on the Yingxue Peak for three months, and Ye Tingjiang developed a new habit of eating together every day.

Originally, Ye Tingjiang still insisted on fasting, but he couldn't bear Mu Chuihan. Every day, he had new ways to make him compromise. No matter how bad it was, he would show the scarred wound on his left wrist. He sat down immediately and picked up the bowls and chopsticks in time.

Guilt overwhelmed everything, and the person in front of him was not just his apprentice, but also the benefactor who saved him. Because of him, the secret of the five yin fusion heart was exposed in the world of immortal cultivation.

Facing him, Ye Tingjiang's rejection was very weak. Since refusal has no effect, over time, Ye Tingjiang will no longer do useless work.

Occasionally, a few words of praise will be given to the dishes.

Mingzheng visited Yingxuefeng again and saw such a scene.

The first time she was surprised, the second time she had turned a blind eye to it, and even had the time to say hello, and asked like a family in the world: "Hey, what are you going to eat today?"

Mu Chuihan also seemed to be the master of the room, unreservedly: "Senior Master Mingzheng, sit down and eat together."

Mingzheng smiled and said, "No need. I came to ask, the Secret Realm of Chuihong is about to open, should Fuyan be going?"

Mu Chuihan immediately turned to look at Ye Tingjiang.

Ye Tingjiang asked, "What is this time for?"

Mingzheng said: "There are all the rookie competitions among the sects, and we have opened a secret realm for the selection of participating disciples."

Ye Tingjiang said: "Fuyan has only just started for a few months, so it shouldn't be his turn."

Although it is a rookie, it is not "new" to this level.

"In the past, you didn't have a disciple, so it's normal not to know." Mingzheng explained: "The number of disciples participating in the secret realm is allocated to each elder. You only have one disciple under your name, so Fuyan can choose to go or not. go."

Ye Tingjiang turned around and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Mu Chuihan was extraordinarily obedient: "I listen to Master."

With outsiders around, he changed it to this tongue-in-cheek name.

Mingzheng immediately joked: "The child is so good?"

Mu Chuihan smiled shyly.

Ye Tingjiang pondered: "Although he also needs secret realm experience, I remember that most of the beasts in the Chuihong secret realm are in the spirit-inducing realm, and I am worried that something will happen to him."

At this moment, Fuyan couldn't even count on entering the Dao.

Mingzheng also felt reasonable, so he ignored it, and chatted with Mu Chuihan for a while before leaving.

Although Ying Xuefeng was bored, Mu Chuihan was still a little excited when he heard that there was a secret realm to play. But after thinking about it, if you go to the secret realm, you can't continue to attack Tingyun-jun, so you quickly forget about it.

However, the flash of interest in his eyes was still seen by Ye Tingjiang.

Linxian Peak.

Ye Tingjiang's sudden visit surprised the head. He greeted the guest with a smile: "Why is Junior Brother here?"

He poured a cup of steaming new tea for Ye Tingjiang: "The new spirit tea, Junior Brother try it?"

Ye Tingjiang took a sip of his tea and cut to the chase: "Senior brother, should I let Fuyan go to the Chuihong Secret Realm?"

When he was a teacher for the first time, he could not grasp many things well, so he was still ready to ask the head for advice.

The sect master was startled, but he never thought that his junior brother would go to the Three Treasures Hall without incident, and the first time he ascended was for his little apprentice. He laughed and said: "Fuyan's cultivation base is still a bit short of going to the secret realm."

Ye Tingjiang nodded to show his understanding, but added: "Yingxuefeng is boring, I'm afraid that he will always be restrained and the young man will be bored."

The head smiled again: "That's easy to solve. You let him go. This time it's just a trial for the disciples in our sect. If he is in danger, he can send it out at any time."

Ye Tingjiang shook his head deeply: "Senior brother forgot, he is the body of the five yin fusion heart."

Going to the secret realm alone, without a friend to take care of each other, Ye Tingjiang was most worried not about the beast, but the other disciples who entered the country.

There is no guarantee that someone will attack him.

The head nodded, understanding his concerns: "Junior brother is right. Then don't go."

Ye Tingjiang Zhiyi sighed deeply: "Ying Xuefeng is boring, I'm afraid of boring young people."

Sect Leader: "…"

Has his junior brother been given any repetition spell?

The head said: "Junior brother, what do you think?"

Ye Tingjiang said distressedly, "If I understood, I would not have come to ask senior brother for advice."

The head held up the teacup, blew the cooling air leisurely, and took a sip of tea: "Thinking about it, there is only one way."

Ye Tingjiang said, "Senior brother, please speak."

The head put down the teacup and said with a smile, "Junior brother is worried about the safety of the disciple, why not accompany him in person?"

Ye Tingjiang was shocked: "How is this possible?"

"Why not?" The Sect Master said as a matter of course: "As long as you don't look for jade cards and don't interfere with other disciples, it will have no effect."

This morning, as soon as Mu Chuihan woke up, he just clinged to Ye Tingjiang's side when he heard him announcing a message: "Chuihong Secret Realm will open at the end of the month, if you can enter the Void Mirror, then go. "

Mu Chuihan: "Huh?"

Why did Ting Yun-jun change his mind again? But compared to the secret realm, he still wants to stay with Xianjun every day.

Ye Tingjiang continued: "I will go with you."

Mu Chuihan: "Ah!"

This secret realm, he must go!

The author has something to say: Immortal Venerable: As long as I blew myself up first, then passed out, and then like this, then Lord Tingyun will accept me as a disciple!

A certain melon eater: Don't think about it, we have already arranged it.

After being brainwashed, Ting Yunjun: Yes, I should accept him as a disciple. Yes, I should accompany him to the trial. Yeah, I should be an old dad...