I am an agent in the cultivation world

The night is quiet, with the sound of insects and the fragrance of flowers.

Song Yanxing sneezed, resisting the cold to let his body sink, his drowsy head woke up instantly, lying on the wall of the pool, the moonlight fell on the entire canyon, and the sparkling water seemed to be covered with a layer of silver. Light, unrealistically beautiful.

"Ah chirp!" Song Yanxing rubbed his nose, the hand holding the pen was weak, the water wet the rice paper, crumpled it up and threw it away, and replaced it with a new one.

The ball of paper rolled to Chi Fei's feet, the dim warm light reflected his gentle eyebrows, his cold eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Although the words on it were evenly stained with water, they were clearly legible.

"Even if I, Song, die and jump from outside, I will never write any self-criticism—"

Chi Fei looked at Song Yanxing who was writing vigorously, and broke the silence: "You."

Song Yanxing held the pen in his mouth, "What's the matter? Ah Chirp!" Shaking his wet hair: "Brother, if I catch a cold tomorrow, you have to take responsibility."

"There is ink on the face." Chi Fei refolded the ball of paper into a small square and put it in his sleeve.

"Oh! Thank you." After erasing it, Song Yanxing couldn't help but move forward, revealing half of his shoulders. His skin was originally white, but when he was frozen by cold water, there was a faint pink texture, but it was pure white. Under the chest, there is a finger-long scar on the heart.

Chi Fei dodged his eyes unnaturally.

Song Yanxing was unmoved, and looked at Chi Fei with his face propped up: "Brother, besides practicing swords, drinking tea and meditating every day, what else do you do?"

The mellow tea fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, making Chi Fei a little hesitant.

Cultivating the Tao is inherently boring, but for him, it is a day-to-day effort to comprehend the secrets of heaven step by step.

But now he was confused, and for the first time, his eyes as calm as a dry well revealed some different emotions.

After a pause, he said, "Others?"

Song Yanxing: "Damn it, don't tell me you've been here for the past 27 years." Isn't this person without a childhood?

Judging by his reaction, it was indeed the case. Song Yanxing felt sorry for him a little bit. Although his qualifications showed that he was called 'Master Sword Master', after all, who really respected him from the heart?I don't know if I stepped in the back.

As a century-old family, the Chi family has gradually gone downhill over the years. In the long river of time, the title of 'Master Sword Master' has supported at least half of the sky in Xichun Gorge.

He is completely an entertainer who has been squeezed repeatedly.

Song Yanxing sighed, sure enough, if you want to eat this bowl of traffic, you have to be young, otherwise - he looked carefully at Chi Fei's face, he couldn't find any dead spots at all, and he would definitely be able to fight for another ten years.

No, don't those who practice the Tao always have a beautiful face!

Hahahahaha!Song Yanxing could even imagine the days when he would lie in bed counting money in the future.

"Brother Chi!"

"?" Chi Fei acted as if he hadn't heard of it. After a brief moment, he retracted his gaze and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

Song Yanxing whispered: "I'm hungry..."

Chi Fei frowned, it was only an hour before the meal, why are you hungry again?

He put away the scrolls and entered the Qianshui Pavilion. After a while, he took out two packs of pastries wrapped in oiled paper.

Once opened, the pastry inside is so exquisite that it makes people salivate.

Chi Fei's tone was calm: "Don't eat too much late at night, it's easy to accumulate food."

Song Yanxing slapped the water suddenly, as if he had discovered something novel, "Brother! You care about me." There is progress and progress.

Chi Fei's hands paused, and he almost threw the pastry to feed the fish, "Your wound is not healed, so you don't have to go to the assessment."

Song Yanxing stared at him curiously, is this going to open the back door for him?

"I'm afraid you're dead." Chi Fei looked at the fish in the pond.

Song Yanxing's face drooped: "If you can talk, talk more."

Chi Fei threw the fish food in one by one and remained silent.

The moonlight jumps between the forests, and wild rabbits and squirrels appear from time to time.

"The big deal is death." Song Yanxing shrugged, not paying too much attention to this matter, and said it calmly, quickly picked up the clothes on the shore, and did it in one go, and after a while, he looked like a dog again.

Chi Fei turned around and said, "Going?"

Song Yanxing slammed his belt, very similar to the "hanger" in the mouth of Master Dongfeng. He sat on the futon with his buttocks, stretched his left leg carelessly, stained with ink, and raised his head: "It just so happens that you have pen and ink here, I will leave after I finish writing .”

The table was very large, white smoke wafted from the incense burner, and there was already cold tea on the table. Song Yanxing drank it without thinking about it.

Chi Fei unconsciously exerted a little force on the hand holding the scroll, put it down again, and looked up at the writing on the desk, which was crooked and horrible.

After a while, the [-] words were written, and Song Yanxing put down his pen heavily. Ever since he graduated, he vowed never to do homework again. He didn't expect to be stuck here today.

Rubbing his wrist: "I'm done writing! Let's go first, see you tomorrow."

Chi Fei's face was complicated, and he almost didn't criticize his handwriting. He took his scroll, looked at it twice, and tore it up.

Song Yanxing was dumbfounded, and jumped up: "What are you doing!" Fuck!The result of Lao Tzu's one-hour hard work was torn apart by you so lightly?

Simply deceiving!

"You have no regrets at all." Chi Fei said.

Song Yanxing couldn't help but said: "Why do you say that, could it be that you have seen my heart?"

Sipping his tea, Chi Fei lowered his head to read the book: "The words 'I was wrong' accounted for half of the whole text, you should reflect on yourself." His expression remained unchanged, "If you hand it in like this, you will be punished even harder."

Song Yanxing's arrogance was extinguished all of a sudden, "This is the only way to show my repentance! After reading so many words, can the Lord not be moved by me?"

Chi Fei turned his head and said, "You're just talking nonsense."

"..." Stinky man!

Before taking a sip of the hot tea, it was put down heavily and spilled out.Song Yanxing: "I'm leaving, drink more hot water yourself!"

Chi Fei raised his eyes from the cloud, looked at the distant figure, and lowered his eyes to look at the moist tea, um... In this case, then he should drink more hot water.

The new junior brother is quite concerned about him.

……

Walking across the suspension bridge, looking down from above, Xichun Gorge is connected by firefly lights, converging into a sea of ​​stars.

It was very late, and the door lights outside the Changqing courtyard were still on.Sensing something was wrong, Song Yanxing walked in cautiously, and all the lights in the yard were lit up, shining brightly.

A few disciples were obviously woken up midway, and their shoes were all reversed, and they lined up at the door.

Lu Ziyu whispered: "You are back!"

Song Yanxing nodded: "It's such a big battle, who's coming?"

"Tsk, your former teacher." Li Qingning said dissatisfiedly when he was pulled out of bed in the middle of the night.

Dongfeng?Song Yanxing thought helplessly, he was really caught.After thinking about it for a while, it must be that what he said in the morning made Master Dongfeng feel uncomfortable, so no one came to settle accounts with him while it was dark.

There was a figure on the window paper, and before he could enter, the person inside spoke first: "Are you back? Come in. The others have dispersed."

Li Qingning patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Song, take care."

"How do you think I'm going to die?" Song Yanxing frowned.

Li Qingning hooked his shoulders with him, glanced cautiously into the room, and whispered: "It is said that this afternoon, the Suzerains talked for a long time about your 'willing to stay'."

Song Yanxing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's there to talk about, doesn't it mean that you just need to pass the assessment?"

"Still coming in?" The voice inside was a little impatient.

Li Qingning pulled Lu Ziyu and left, "Brother Song, take care of yourself."

Song Yanxing smiled and said, "He has no conscience." Without thinking, he walked in.

It was exactly as he thought.

Master Dongfeng smelled the aroma of tea, without raising his head, frowned slightly, and poured out the tea in front of him.

"Vulgar." Vulgar tea, vulgar taste.

Song Yanxing sat down directly, picked up the melon seeds and knocked them up, imitating him and saying: "vulgar."

Master Dongfeng's forbearance began to twitch again, "Sit down."

With a hee hee smile, Song Yanxing said, "Do you want to sit down?"

Guan Changan at the back couldn't hold back for a moment, and snickered. After receiving the stern look, he had no choice but to look serious.

The master and apprentice were equally serious.

It seems that he came to see Master Dongfeng, and he didn't say any polite words, but went straight to the point: "Tell me, what trouble do you want to cause me?"

The corner of Master Dongfeng's mouth twitched: "You and I are master and apprentice after all, I don't want to be too heartless." After finishing speaking, Guan Chang'an behind him took out something.

It is a sword.

Three feet long, clattering and bright.

The master of Dongfeng thought of the first day this child was brought back to Dongfeng, his body was dirty, like a beggar from the world.This is the child of his old friend Song Yuque. For some reason, he wandered here. Fortunately, someone brought him back and brought him to Dongfeng.

The child stared at him with wide innocent and pitiful eyes, bluffing and bluffing, the son of an old friend, how could he not be saved?This raising, he stayed in Dongfeng for more than ten years.

Later, he was promoted to be the master of the East Peak, and he spent less time with the child day and night. Unexpectedly, the child's disposition changed drastically, and there seemed to be problems with his intelligence. Soon after, he became more and more annoying.

Sighing, he watched the child grow up after all, "This sword was left by your father, now it's returned to its original owner, and it should return to your hands."

Song Yanxing spat out the melon rind suddenly: "What the hell?" This sword looks like a big deal!

Qi Qiran, the master of the Eastern Peak, said: "This sword has been silent for many years, and I don't know if it has lost its vigor."

Yijian only recognizes one master in his life.What's more, this sword fought with Song Yuque in all directions, and it already had spirituality. His son was born dull, and it was impossible to control this sword.

Master Dongfeng only needs to return the property to the original owner. As for whether this fool can inherit his father's behest, that's another matter.

The piercing sword edge looked particularly domineering in the small room. Song Yanxing slowly pulled it out of the scabbard, touched the cold blade, raised his eyes and said happily: "Is this true?"

Master Dongfeng was puzzled, "Of course." Sure enough, he was a fool!well!

As soon as the sword edge came out, the people in the room uncomfortably covered their eyes with their hands.

After a while, there was a flash of dazzling white light, and there was a rumbling sound, and there was a huge collapse sound.

Master Dongfeng felt a chill on the top of his head, and when he looked up, half of the roof had been cut off.

"?!!!" Master Dongfeng: "Stop! Do you want to destroy this place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wall on the right also fell down.

The sleeping steward woke up from the sound of the shock, and quickly got up to see what was going on. He just ran into the courtyard and was stunned for a while, "Master Dongfeng!"

"what happened?"

"You, hair!"

Guan Changan also noticed it, and his face turned red: "Master, your..."

The thick black hair was shaved, and even the traces were exactly the same as the one that cut the roof.Master Dongfeng slapped the table angrily: "I'll strangle you to death!!!"

Guan Changan quickly hugged his master's body from behind: "Master! Don't be impulsive!"

Song Yanxing didn't realize what was going on, and stared at Dongfeng Master's Mediterranean Sea laughing: "Peak Master, this hairstyle really suits you, hahahahahaha."

The steward thought that something serious happened, but unexpectedly this disciple has such spiritual power at such a young age, it really should not be underestimated.

The loud noise woke up the other disciples, and they all ran out to watch.

Li Qingning, who was in a haze, even became respectful in his voice: "It turns out that Brother Song has been hiding it from us, I have decided! I will go to worship him as a teacher tomorrow!"

The disciple behind said: "Take me one!"

"I also want!"

……

Song Yanxing, who was secretly delighted at the side, didn't know that with his sword strike, even his own status had risen with the tide.

The author has something to say: Song Yanxing: Drink more hot water

Chi Fei: Okay 0V0