The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Song Fanxing also experienced the feeling of Xue Zifang's heart bleeding.

On one side is his treasure, the high-grade spiritual weapon, the talisman pen, the second life of a talisman master; on the other side is his cute little junior sister who is as delicate as ice and snow. He can't bear to hurt either one.

In obvious contrast, Xue Zifang's face suddenly brightened up.

He put his arm around Song Fanxing's shoulders affectionately and said, "Come on, my good brother. I have already contributed my alchemy furnace. Don't hide your talisman pen anymore."

Song Fanxing: ???

When we hurt each other, we remember that we are good brothers???

Why haven't I seen him be so positive about himself before?

As soon as the high-level talisman pen came into his hand, a warm and moist spiritual energy flowed into his body along his palm.

As a result, the circulation of spiritual energy in the body became smoother.

Yan Ju dipped the tip of the pen into the honey, and her expression was so focused that it seemed as if she was not grilling meat but drawing talismans.

The tip of the pen fell, and a breeze blew up.

The honey fell onto the venison on the grill with a faint glow and was instantly absorbed by the meat.

The fat dripped, stirring up a rich fat aroma from the firelight below, and then licked up with the burning flames.

Layer upon layer of fragrance seemed to wrap people up tightly.

Yan Ju first took a string for each of his two senior brothers, and then reached out and took one for himself.

Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing stopped nagging and took the food, each eating with more relish than the other.

Yan Ju ate the grilled fish while looking at the two people opposite her through the mist.

In the steaming heat, the faces of the boys were a little blurred, but their smiles at this moment were so real, happy and simple.

Yan Ju also started laughing.

This was the first time she felt happy from the bottom of her heart since she traveled to this strange world.

It feels so good to have friends.

In the end, the three of them ate up all the barbecue.

Yan Ju stroked her round belly and lay down on the spot. She didn't want to move anymore and her eyelids drooped.

The warm sunlight spread on her face, making her drowsy.

Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing shook their heads helplessly and began to clean up the mess on the floor.

The two noisy teenagers now moved very carefully, very gently, for fear of waking her up.

When Yan Ju woke up, she found herself back in her little house.

Neither Xue Zifang nor Song Fanxing were there, and no one knew who sent her back.

She smacked her lips and lay on the bed in a daze.

The barbecue is delicious, but it makes me feel a little irritated after eating it.

It was only seasoned with honey, and the three of them were actually a little sick of it by the end. They had to think about asking the fourth or fifth brother to take them down the mountain for a walk.

She still found some things that could replace seasonings in her original body's memory, but those things had been renamed in the world of cultivation and were not very common.

In addition, as a wine lover in her previous life, she always felt something was missing without wine.

Yan Ju took another big gulp of water.

A voice came faintly from the side, "Little Junior Sister, are you awake?"

A handsome face enlarged in front of her. Yan Ju was startled and spurted out the water she had just drunk. "Second... Second, second, second, second, brother, why are you here?"

And it didn't make any sound, just like a ghost.

She was unexpectedly sprayed with warm water in the face. At this moment, the water was dripping down her hair and the smile on her face looked a little stiff.

Yan Ju calmly pulled the quilt beside her and wiped his face, pretending that this had never happened, and asked calmly:

"Second Brother, why are you here?"

This was the first time this had happened since he brought himself back to the mountain gate that day.

The warm water restored my mood and restored my gentle smile.

"Master asked me to take you to see him. I saw you were sleeping just now, so I waited for a while."

Yan Ju scratched his head, "How long have I slept?"

Wen Shuishui's smile was still gentle, "Not long, just three hours."

Has the second brother been waiting for me here for 6 hours?

Yan Ju felt quite embarrassed, "Second Brother, next time you can just wake me up directly."

Although when she was sleeping, it seemed that she couldn't be woken up even by thunder.

Wen Shuishui ruffled her hair and smiled indulgently: "Let's go."

Yan Ju followed Wen Shuishui out, only to find that Wen Shuishui was not heading towards the school, but towards the back mountain. Along the way, she passed the grove where she picked up rabbits and the small lake where she caught snow fish, and continued to walk deeper inside.

The further we went in, the colder the weather became, and even the wind and snow gradually began to blow, and there was more and more snow on both sides of the road.

Yan Ju shivered as he pasted a cold-repelling talisman and asked, "Second Senior Brother, is Master in the mountains?"

Wen Shuishui nodded, "Master is not in good health, so he lives in the hot spring for recuperation."

Yan Ju thought her master just had a minor illness or pain, but when she met her master in person, Yan Ju understood what the phrase "poor health" meant.

About a quarter of an hour later, we reached a windy place in the center of the valley.

A large natural hot spring lies in the center of the valley. The spring water is green and abundant, like a piece of emerald inlaid in the white earth, with wisps of hot steam rising from the surface of the spring.

On the edge of the hot spring, there was a handsome young man sitting there.

However, this man's eyes were tightly closed, his face was blue, and his lips were pale without a trace of blood.

Her long black hair floated on the water like seaweed, swaying gently with the waves. She was soaking in the hot spring lifelessly, as if she were dead.

Wen Shuishui leaned over and called softly, "Master."

Yan Ju was curious: "Is this the Master?"

After waiting for a while, the man's eyelids moved slightly, as if he was opening them with great difficulty.

It took him a moment to adjust himself before he could see clearly that the person standing in front of him was Wen Shuishui.

He stood up by supporting himself on the shore and used some hand gestures to evaporate the moisture from his body.

After standing up, the man looked even weaker, his thin body staggering as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

Yan Ju didn't expect that her master's health was so poor.

The master doesn’t look very old, so how come he has become such a sickly person?

In the spirit of humanitarianism, she stepped forward and said:

"Master, let me help you."

Before Wen Shuishui could stop him, she held onto her master's left arm.

In an instant, a powerful aura burst out from the leader's body, blowing Yan Ju away.

Wen Shuishui flew forward to catch her, blocked her behind himself, and threw out a golden shield talisman with his backhand, condensing a golden light shield behind the two of them to protect himself and Yan Ju.

Yan Ju stretched her head out fearlessly to look at the snowflakes being blown up by the surging spiritual energy outside, and was shocked:

"What happened to Master? Is he angry?"

After Wen Shuishui pushed her head back onto the golden shield, she said helplessly:

"Master doesn't like others to get close to him, let alone you touching him suddenly like this. It's my fault for not telling you in advance. Don't do this next time."

However, Yan Ju had no intention of reflecting on this, but instead looked as if she was thinking about something.

It seems that the masters in the world of cultivation also have all kinds of quirks, just like the martial arts masters in novels.

In novels, this kind of temper where one doesn't like others getting close to him is usually a stress response caused by some kind of psychological trauma.

Yan Ju stroked her chin.

This is a disease that needs to be cured.