Something's wrong with the cat in this seat

That night

The so-called Knight Mountain welcomes a distinguished guest

The lynx howled under the white moon, and Chu Ze walked out from the mountain gate.

He poked out the red spiritual power in his hand, and after searching around, he found that the Knight Mountain was extremely normal.

so strange

Obviously the jade pendant found from that disciple belonged to Xia Keshan, but there is nothing abnormal here.

Chu Ze glanced at the mountain with his dark eyes, turned and left.

……

Xuan Shen stayed at Jianfeng for two days, and today is the martial arts training meeting that Wei Cong said, he retracted his sword early, and took care of himself in a rare way

It's a pity that the taste is not so good. She is wearing a dark blue coat lined with light red, with silver buckle wrist guards on her wrists, and her hair is tied up.

To be honest, it may be because of his good looks, even the combination of red and blue makes this person look like a gentleman, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with an aura that cannot be ignored. I know him as a swordsman.

Xuan Shen didn't feel that there was something wrong with his outfit, so he picked up the sword and flew towards Luohan Peak with the sword.

Yang heard that this person was extremely unlucky. He just went up to Tianshan and wanted to go to Jianfeng, but he heard that today is a martial arts meeting. He turned to Luohan Peak with a box in his hand, but he met someone from Danfeng on the way. .

In Danfeng, there are always a few people who think they are noble and invincible because they know how to make medicine, no matter who they are, they don't pay attention

Oh, no, they still dare not offend those from Jianfeng.

"Come here, sir." The young man in the gold threaded gown called out to Yang Tingjue.

Yang Hearing frowned, and planned to walk over pretending to be deaf, but two disciples stopped him.

"What are you trying to do?" he asked, frowning.

There are many plots of bullying the weak in the Daxiuzhen sect, but not many, especially Tianshan, the number one sect in the comprehension world.

"Didn't you hear our young master calling you over?" A disciple spat and kicked him.

Holding the box, Yang Heing moved sensitively to avoid it, and his eyes flashed red for a moment.

"You brat dare to hide, do you know who our young master is?"

"I don't want to ask who Chu Yu, the young master of the Chu family is." Another disciple raised his fist and beat Yang Tingjue.

Yang heard that the hand that was about to counterattack stopped for some reason, and just like that, he took the punch abruptly.

Looking at it this way, it seemed that he was frightened by the title of the young master.

The corner of his mouth was bleeding, Yang Heing simply wiped off the blood, and raised his dark eyes to look at the three of them.

"Yo, you still dare to stare at me?" Seeing that Yang Tingjue didn't dare to resist, Chu Yu became bolder, pointed at Yang Tingjue, "Hit him for me"

Yang Tingjue hugged the box in his hand tightly, and protected it in his arms, with the top two feet on his body.

"Forget it, stop beating, take a look at the things in his arms, what is so precious." The young master said.

Yang Tingjue's eyes widened, and he grabbed the box tightly, refusing to hand it over.

Xuan Shen passed by with his sword at first, and it was impossible for him to notice the things on the ground, but Yang Tingjue knew this person well, wasn't he the little disciple Yang Tingjue who often brought him Hulu Cake?

He wanted to go down to pick him up and ask if there was any Hulu Cake by the way, but he saw such a scene.

Xuanshen's long sword was not drawn out, and the sword moved towards that side. The powerful sword energy rushed towards the three Danfeng disciples and threw them on the ground. They suffered serious internal injuries, but they did not die.

"Are you okay?" Xuan Shen helped Yang Tingjue, and touched Xuan Shen's sleeves with dirty hands that had been trampled on.

Yue Arc spontaneously returned to Xuan Shen's waist, and Xuan Shen supported Yang Heing.

His voice was gentle and cold, falling as far away as the sky in people's hearts.

"Sword... Master Sword." Yang Heing felt at a loss and let go, rubbing his back behind his back.

How could he dirty Jian Zun's sleeve?

How dare he?

Xuan Shen guessed what he was thinking, took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag, poured some out and stuffed it into the man's mouth, "Don't worry about it so much."

The two were a little close, so close that Yang He could feel the heat coming from Jian Zun.

Yang blushed when he heard it, but he didn't want to let it go. Thinking of the box in his arms, he quickly wiped it clean with his sleeve and handed it to Xuan Shen.

"Sword... Master Sword, it's for you..." The man spoke intermittently, his voice was a little awkward, as if he had injured his vocal cords.

Xuan Shen casually glanced at the box, it was Hulu Cake, but now Xuan Shen is not in the mood to eat this

"I'll take you to Danfeng to have a look." Xuan Shen said in a deep voice

He thought that there was something important in the box that this person was protecting, but who knew it was Hulu cake for him.

Immediately after the person brought the Moon Arc Sword, Xuan Shen didn't think about it at this moment, it was the first time that Yue Arc carried an outsider in his life, the Moon Arc Sword couldn't stop humming, and some protested.

But Xuan Shen didn't care, all he thought about now was to send this person to Danfeng to have a look.

As for the three people just now, I'm sorry that they have been unilaterally removed by Sword Master.

Xuan Shen was behind Yang Ting. If Xuan Shen looked carefully, he would not only blush, but no one escaped from his ears or neck.

After finally reaching Danfeng, Yang Tingjue quickly jumped off the sword.

It's just that when he came down, he almost broke his leg again. Fortunately, Xuan Shen pulled it in time, otherwise he might not be able to escape the catastrophe.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xuan Shen frowned, always feeling that the child was frizzy.

This person is dressed in a blue jacket, with brushed hair on his temples, with one hand supporting him, he is elegant no matter what.

Yang was a little dumbfounded when he heard it, and he didn't react when he was pulled into the room by a pair of callused hands.

"Look how he is doing."

"Where did you get this? How did you make it like this?" Xuan Shen was looking for the peak master of Dan Peak, who was a beautiful woman dressed in red and sitting on the top seat.

Yang Tingjue was covered in ashes, and those disciples didn't dare to hurt people too much, at most they were bruises.

Chen Xiu rested his chin and watched the little disciple with his head down curiously, "It's the first time I've seen you bring someone here."

He doesn't have much cultivation and doesn't stand out too much, so how did he get this guy Xuan Shen's attention?

"It's just a disciple of my peak, take a look." Xuan Shen didn't bother to explain, and gave Yang Tingjue a name at will.

"Hey, it's nothing serious, it's just some skin trauma, don't make such a fuss." Chen Xiu waved his hand to check.

"Isn't today a martial arts meeting? Why haven't you gone yet?" Chen Xiu raised her beautiful eyes and asked.

"Let's go." Xuan Shen heard that it was all right and knew it was just some skin trauma. If it was really a broken hand and short leg, regardless of whether it was the real young master of the Chu family, even if it was real, it would be impossible to stay in Danfeng.

"Let's go together, it's good for this disciple to cultivate here, and I will arrange someone to take care of him." Chen Xiu never left Xuanshen's eyes while speaking.

Xuan Shen didn't pay attention either, his eyes were lowered, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow, looking at this sword master was actually a bit cute.

Yang Hearing noticed Chen Xiu's gaze, and his eyes remained unchanged, deliberately blocking Xuan Shen's eyes to cover them up.

"Many...thank you Sword Master." Yang Tingjue whispered thanks.

Xuan Shen came back to his senses, seeing that Chen Xiu was able to arrange people well, he got up and left.

Yang Tingjue's hand was caught by another disciple, and he watched Xuan Shen leave helplessly.

The disciple showed his white teeth to him, "Junior Brother, shall I treat your wound?"

Yang Hearing: "..."

Chen Xiu chased after Xuan Shen, "Where have you been for half a month?"

Xuan Shen shook his head lightly, his voice was deep and cold, "I have something to deal with"

Chen Xiu was wearing bright red clothes with phoenix patterns on the cuffs, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xuan Shen, she replied, "I see."

This Chen Xiufeng's main practice is not out of his body, and he is also practicing the way of governing the world and saving people. The red dress in this suit reminds Xuan Shen of Xiao Yu, the demon king of the Western Realm, that cruel beauty, the same red dress with different moods .

The two had nothing to say all the way, mainly because the topics Chen Xiu raised could be easily chattered to death by Xuan Shen, and Chen Xiu lost the desire to continue the conversation.

When the two of them arrived, the martial arts meeting had just started, Xuan Shen casually glanced at the crowd, sat down on the seat, toasted and poured tea.

It can be said that he was quite arrogant, but no one present, including those who were not present, dared to speak of him.

Because his cultivation base is enough to stand out from the crowd and stand at the top.

Furthermore, because of that face, it was so attractive that both men and women worshiped Sword Master.

Xuan Shen's chest was light red, lined with a dark blue shirt, and the hem was embroidered with dark patterns to create a clean formation. His handsome face and figure supported the unruly color of the clothes. He held a white sapphire in his hand. Jug, pour water into the cup.

Regardless of men, women, young or old, people who come to see it will have to praise the unparalleled gentleman.

After being a sword master for a hundred years, he would still make false claims with those people before, but now?disappear as far as you can

Qian She, sitting opposite Xuan Shen, was dressed in a red dress, and collided with Chen Xiu, but this person wore a white gauze dress, and he looked very coquettish.

He picked up the jug without any image and threw it at Xuanshen, with a foxy smile in his eyes, "drinking, tea is nothing."

Xuan Shen took a look at him, his eyes turned blue for a moment and then quickly disappeared, he lifted the teacup to his lips and took a sip.

"No fun" Seeing people ignoring him, Qian She put down the jug and waved his fan by himself.

Important people have arrived, and the martial arts training meeting has officially started. The so-called martial arts training is just a few sects trying to figure things out, at least that's how Xuan Shen understands it.

He looked at the disciples who were fighting with swords in the audience, their expressions remained unchanged and they did not judge. He held a cup of tea in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

"Wen Le, a disciple of Xuanyue Sect, challenged Li Jun from the Sword Peak of Tianshan Mountain"

……

After a while, Qian She who was present got up and left after commenting on being boring, not knowing where to go.

To be honest, Xuan Shen also felt bored, but before the opening, Wei Cong repeatedly told less than half not to leave the scene, so he just sat here for a long time.

Xuan Shen was bored at the beginning and still looked at it, but the more he watched, the more ghostly he was, each of them was soft-handed or gaudy, and some even added some inexplicable movements.

After finally surviving for an hour, Xuan Shen got up and left the stands, following the path that Qian She had just left.

Before leaving, Wei Cong sent him a voice transmission, "Junior Brother, no one from the Yuzhang Gate came to the martial arts training meeting this time. I'm afraid that something might happen to them on the way. Qianshe has always been responsible for this matter. You can find Lixi for me." ask?"

Xuan Shen responded, and casually asked curiously why he didn't send the message directly

When Wei Cong heard this, he immediately said expressionlessly, "Don't talk nonsense, go!"

Xuan Shen doesn't care either. Although he looks gentle and jade-like on the outside, anyone who knows him knows that this guy has a cold personality.

What he didn't know was that this question would cause him a lot of trouble.

Xuan Shen found Qian She on the peach and jade tree behind Luohan Peak. The man was dressed in white gauze and red, sitting on a branch, his clothes hanging down a little.

"Do you know Yuzhangmen?" Xuan Shen raised his head, and the peach jade petals fell, and the pink and white petals fell all over Xuan Shen's body. He flicked lightly, and the fallen flowers fell from his shoulders. The passing breeze rolled up the petals on the ground, A picture scroll of wind and flowers was released.

Qian She turned her head and uttered a monosyllable, "Huh?"

Immediately, the man looked down at him, "I haven't looked for you, but you came here first."

Xuan Shen looked up suspiciously

"Help me go to Yuzhangmen to borrow something, their treasure."

"Why do you want something like that?" Xuan Shen followed Qianshe's train of thought and successfully deviated

"I have my uses. If you agree, how about canceling all the debts I owed?" Qian She looked at the person below with a sincere expression.

Trying to impress Xuan Shen with money

"..."

Xuan Shen raised his head speechlessly, although he is poor but determined, he will pay back what he can.

This deal is not a loss at all, "good"

Before the flowers were under the sun, the two chatted about the issue of clearing accounts.

When Xuan Shen heard the good news that he could pay the bill, he turned his head and forgot why Yuzhangmen didn't come, and prepared to leave

Qianshe whispered from behind, "If...you meet Mingyu, say hello to her for me."

The voice was so low that Xuan Shen, who was in the Mahayana period, could hardly hear it. He turned around and saw the man on the tree with his eyes closed, as if he was talking in his sleep.

If it wasn't for the infallibility of his senses, I'm afraid he would really think he heard it wrong.

"Smelly vixen..." Xuan Shen said casually, obviously wanting him to speak with a look of not wanting to meet people.

Danfeng, Yang Tingwen thanked the disciples who bandaged him and went to Luohan Peak. The Hulu Cake in his hand hadn’t been delivered yet. When he came, Xuan Shen was busy bringing people to heal his wounds and forgot about the Hulu Cake. And Yang Hearing couldn't find the time to speak.

So he decided to give out the pastries during the martial arts meeting.

But Yang Hearing felt that this person was really unlucky. When he arrived at the martial arts meeting, Xuan Shen had already returned to Jianfeng for a long time. When asked about Xuan Shen's whereabouts, Yang Hearing turned cold and left Luohan Peak.

On the second day, before the time of day, there was a man standing outside Jianfeng Jianzun's cave. The corners of that man's clothes were covered with frost and cold. It looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

This person is none other than the extremely unlucky little disciple Yang Tingjue.

Xuan Shen saw him as soon as he came out, making Xuan Shen think that something happened

"Why are you here?"

Yang heard that he pinched his sleeves, and when he saw the Lord, he said with a little shyness, "I heard... Sword Master is going to Yuzhangmen, can you take me with you?"

Xuan deeply felt that something was wrong, so he grasped the key point and asked him, "Where did you hear that?"

Yang Heing raised his head, and looked at Xuan Shen with ignorant eyes, "There is a statement on Luohanfeng's task wall that Jianzun led a group of experienced disciples to Yuzhangmen to communicate today. Could it be a fake?"

Xuan Shen: "..." Good luck to you!

With a handsome face, Xuan Shen took a few steps forward, turned his head and said "go" to Humanity

Yang Hearing obediently followed, like a puppy.

Tianshan's first team of disciples is equal to five people, which means not only to help Qianshe borrow some magic weapon, but also to train disciples for his own senior brother.

Xuan Shen, the poor man who worked two jobs this time and still couldn't get a salary, suddenly felt bad.

But fortunately, Xuan Shen didn't need to call out for the disciples, basically they were all gathered before reaching Luohan Peak.

After all, Sword Master Xuan Shen's reputation is not based on it.

The five of them accompanied Xuanshen to Luohan Peak to register and were ready to set off. On the way to rent the flying boat, they met Qianshe

Yuzhangmen is a little far away from Tianshan Mountain, Qianshe finally became a second person this time, and took out the flying boat that he had treasured for many years to travel at public expense.

When Qianshe handed the flying boat to Xuanshen, her heart ached, her fox eyes were filled with reluctance, "You have to protect my darling, if it scratches a little, I will ask for you."

Xuan Shen indifferently snatched the flying boat from the person, activated it with a spirit stone and asked his disciples to sit on it.

"Hiss..." Seeing Xuan Shen's rough approach, Qian She couldn't help mourning for her flying boat.

Yang Tingjue also boarded the boat, with a sword on his waist. He is not a member of Jianfeng, he must be considered lucky to be able to enter Jianfeng. The sword on his body was given to him by Xuan Shen

Xuan Shen only saw that the little guy had no weapons, and Yang heard that he was a sword cultivator, so Xuan Shen gave him his old sword when he was young.

Yang heard that the hand holding the sword was trembling, and Xuan Shen told him not to stress.

Yang Tinghuo said in his heart, it's not pressure, it's happiness that came too suddenly.

Xuan Shen jumped onto the flying boat, and clasped his fists at the person, "Zhengfeng Peak Master, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he turned around without thinking, and gave Qianshe a back view

Qianshe "..."

The team led by Xuan Shen plus him has a total of six people, of which three men and three women, needless to say, at least half of them came here for Xuan Shenyan.

"Since we are fellow travelers, let's introduce each other." Xuan Shen's voice was suddenly gentle, mainly because they were all young disciples and they couldn't scare others.

One of the sassy girls with twin ponytails replied, "Jianzun, my name is Ji Ting and I'm a disciple of Kunshou Peak. I admire you very much!"

The little girl had a red headband tied on her ponytails, and a little red snake wrapped around her wrist. She looked innocent and cute.

The other two girls, one quiet and gentle, Liu Yan, and the other generous, capable and gentle, both came from Danfeng.

There are only two male disciples, one is Li Jiewang, a direct disciple of the master Chen Xiu of Danfeng, and the other is Yang Tingjue, of which Danfeng occupies half.

The team is small, but it's not easy for a few people to get along within a few days, let alone Xuan Shen, who doesn't know how to take care of children.

After allocating rooms to the disciples, Xuan Shen leaned against the mast of the spaceship with his sword in his arms.

The flying boat was flying in the sky, surrounded by white clouds, some passing by Xuan Shen's side, the clouds were so unnatural.

It was at this time that Yang Tingjue came to Xuanshen holding the Chiyu sword.

"Sword Master..."

Xuan Shen turned his head, and a disciple with delicate features and an anxious expression came into view.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Shen lowered his arms and asked.

This person's movements were indifferent but his tone was very gentle.

"I don't know... Can the sword master teach me the Tianshan swordsmanship?" Yang heard like a child stealing, and glanced at him cautiously.

Xuan Shen thought it was something, and immediately agreed to this trivial matter.

So Xuan Shen taught the whole way, and Yang Heinghuo learned the whole way. From the beginning of holding the sword and turning his wrist stiffly to the moment when the sword came out of Changhong, it only took two short days.

"Hold the sword and bow, break the dust and leave no trace." Xuan Shen closed his eyes and said

Yang Tingjue swung his sword, and the long sword was sheathed, surrounded by the bitter and cold sword energy.

Yang Hejue clasped his fists at Xuanshen, his eyes were sincere and enthusiastic, like a fire, "Thank you Sword Master for teaching!"

Xuan Shen nodded briefly, feeling a little sense of accomplishment in his heart, and said to the disciples, "Go down, you've arrived at the Yuzhang Gate."

Because Yang Tinghuo asked Jianzun for sword skills, the other disciples who wanted to get close to Jianzun couldn't get close, so there was no intersection between Jianzun and these disciples.

A few disciples got off the flying boat with a bad look on their faces

Because it is a friendly exchange between the two sects, people from Tianshan must be greeted when they come to Yuzhangmen.

The person who came to greet her was Xuan Shen, although she was not familiar with her, but she had heard of that famous number one beauty in the cultivation world.

Yuzhangmen is a sect that focuses on alchemy, and most of its disciples focus on alchemy, but it is convenient that Danfeng accounted for half of the disciples under Xuanshen this time.

Xuan Shen held the sword in his hand and watched several disciples get off the flying boat.

This is a habit. A sword cultivator never leaves his sword outside, and he needs to keep the sheath out of the sheath to protect the safety of his disciples, even in other sects.

The gate of Yuzhang Gate opened, and a slim girl came out. Her face was different from Xiao Yu's beauty, and it was another kind of beauty, so pure that people didn't want to destroy it.

The woman moved lightly in lotus steps, the skirt was pure white, the skirt chain was made into a lotus shape, light and transparent, a layer of tulle was wrapped around her arms, and the white and tender skin underneath could be seen through, and she held a bamboo basket in her hand , with some white water lilies in it. 〖Water lotus is a lotus〗

Her long black hair reached her waist, and she simply wore a hairpin in the shape of a water lotus on her head.

The demeanor of the whole person is quiet and elegant, but no matter how good-looking she is, she can't catch Xuanshen's eyes, because this person only has strength in her eyes, so it's better to show this look to a blind person.

This person is Ming Yu'er, the most beautiful woman in the cultivation world, and also the saint of Yuzhangmen.

Xuan Shen held the sword in his arms, and was not very interested in these things. What was strange was that the few disciples who were traveling with him, except for the moment when Ming Yuer was amazed at the beginning, there was no expression behind them.

Ji Ting, the liveliest of the five disciples, asked in a low voice, "Is this the number one beauty in the cultivation world?"

Li Jiewan bowed his head and whispered to others, "Yes, yes, it is her."

Ji Ting curled her lips and said in a low voice, "It doesn't look very good, it's not as good-looking as Master Sword Master."

Several disciples have been with Sword Master for a long time these days, and no one looks as good-looking as Sword Master.

Sword Master Xuan Shen himself: "..."

Yang Hearing nodded unconsciously after hearing it.

Ming Yu'er walked in front of Xuan Shen, performed the etiquette among alchemists, and said in a clear and elegant voice, "Jian Zun, please follow me."

"En." Xuan Shen casually responded and led his disciples towards the people.

The accommodation arranged by Ming Yu'er for several people was very good, but the distance between Xuan Shen and his disciples was a bit far away. After arranging them one by one, only Xuan Shen and Ming Yu'er were left. Maybe it was because Xuan Shen was a little impatient. , Ming Yuer took the initiative to say

"Jianzun, master said that your house is arranged alone near Wenchi, please forgive me." Ming Yuer's face was apologetic, her cheeks were flushed, and the little girl looked at this Jianzun thoughtfully.

Xuan Shen was too lazy to listen to this, and didn't pay attention to Ming Yu'er's face at all, and just said, "Hurry up."

There are many small steps and many words, and I don't know how long it will take to reach the end.

It was the first time for Ming Yuer to hear such words in so many years, even the surprise on her face could not be concealed, and soon after she realized it, she lowered her head to lead Xuan Shen the way.

What Ming Yuer said about the vicinity of the Wenchi was really not lying. Compared with the residences of those young disciples, his residence looks much more comfortable. Not only does it have hot springs, but it is comparable to the same house in a larger place. Of course, the name is also very similar. Unique, Wen Chi House.

Of course, Xuan Shen doesn't care about these at all, he is not a person who likes to enjoy himself.

He opened the door and checked around, the last pair of black eyes looked at Ming Yuer who was standing aside and asked in doubt, "Aren't you leaving?"

Ming Yu'er lowered her head and took out a water lotus from the basket and put it in a bottle on the table, her movements were slow and joyful, yes, joyful.

Xuan Shen frowned, raised his hand without a sword and grabbed Ming Yuer's wrist to prevent her from putting flowers, "You don't need these, go out."

Ming Yuer seemed to be frightened by his actions, she retracted her hand reflexively, her eyes were like a frightened deer, full of water.

Xuan Shen quickly let go, such an action is very inappropriate in the cultivation world, after all men and women are always different, and Ming Yu'er's wrist is only a layer of tulle.

There was a disciple standing outside the door, he took in the actions of the two just now, and shouted dully, "Sword Master..."

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