Listening to Shizun's words, Zhuo Junchen gradually stopped feeling afraid, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, the bronze mirror next to the pillow naturally lost its spiritual power and darkened. Zhuo Junchen held the bronze mirror, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, the master was dangerous outside, and he must cultivate well, so that he could help the master in the future.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng had only been together for a few days in total, as if they had a natural trust and were convinced of his words.

Since the master said that he will come back when the flowers bloom, he will definitely not lie to him.

With such a return date, which is not considered a return date, Zhuo Junchen's heart has settled down a lot, and every day he first goes to the Elixir Peak to find Du Heng for diagnosis and treatment, and then stays in the Frost Tianfeng Mansion to cultivate, so diligently, Mu Zisu has suffered a lot of white eyes from Du Heng for no reason. If you can't move like a cultivator, after practicing every day, Zhuo Junchen always uses a bronze mirror to say a word to his master before going to bed.

Shen Hanfeng never mentioned what kind of task he shouldered, and Zhuo Junchen didn't ask, just patiently waited for the grass on this Frost Sky Peak to bloom. Not only the grass in the room, Zhuo Junchen found that the purple flowers on the entire Frost Sky Peak were all gone, as if they had been taken away by the master.

In just half a month, he had cultivated from the first level of qi refining to the third level of qi refining. Although cultivation is boring, every time he thinks that his spiritual power can be improved to reduce his fatigue, Zhuo Junchen can take out his inexhaustible strength.

After another day of tuna cultivation, Zhuo Junchen leaned to the window and looked, it was already evening outside. Feeling the aura flowing in his body, Zhuo Junchen pursed his lips, it was still the third level of qi refining, when he cultivated the first and second levels, the speed was obviously extremely fast, but when he reached the third level, he always felt that his cultivation could not end. If his dantian in the past is compared to a jar that can hold two bowls of water, Zhuo Junchen pondered that his current dantian can hold ten bowls of water, to say the least.

"No wonder Master Du said that cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current, and the more advanced you cultivate, the greater the resistance you will encounter." Zhuo Junchen thought in his heart, and for the first time he had his own opinion on cultivating immortals. While thinking, he jumped out of bed neatly, ready to put on his shoes and go to Elixir Peak, but he bent down and was about to put on his boots, but his movements stopped.

The flowers are blooming.

The small purple bud was far less big and beautiful than when he came to Frost Heaven Peak, but it was indeed a delicate one.

Zhuo Junchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled his boots and ran out of the door. Just standing at the door of the mansion, he hesitated. Frost Heaven Peak is so big, where will the master be now, if he runs around, will he not meet the master......

Zhuo Junchen bit his lip, his eyes full of hesitation. There was a sudden weight on his head, and Zhuo Junchen turned around with joy, but saw that it was none other than Du Heng, who was not a big deal to see the excitement.

Du Heng looked at the little nephew's expression changed from expectation to disappointment, but he felt very interesting, but looking at the child's appearance about to cry, he was a little uncertain.

"Shen Hanfeng, if you don't come to appease me, your apprentice is going to drop the golden beans!" Du Heng turned his head and shouted behind him.

Zhuo Junchen blinked, turned sideways slightly, and saw a corner of pure white clothes exposed behind Du Heng.

"Master!" After Zhuo Junchen saw Shen Hanfeng's face clearly, he hugged his master's thigh without the slightest hesitation.

Du Heng's voice was smiling: "You have accepted a good apprentice, how long have you been cultivating, and you are already at the third level of qi refining, Zisu's kid, who cultivated earlier than him, but now he still can't even touch the edge of the third level." ”

When Shen Hanfeng heard this, he touched Zhuo Junchen's head, and now he is still small, less than Shen Hanfeng's waist. Du Heng looked at the two masters and apprentices with a deep and righteous appearance, and did not speak, and couldn't help but feel a little unhappy: "Are you planning to stand here for the rest of your life?" ”

Zhuo Junchen hugged enough, pulling the corner of Shizun's clothes and waiting for Shizun's assignment.

Shen Hanfeng bent down, picked up Zhuo Junchen directly, turned his head to Du Heng and said, "Let's go into the house." ”

Du Heng shook his head, took the lead in the courtyard, and teased: "Are you raising an apprentice or a son?" ”

Zhuo Junchen didn't like to leave Frost Sky Peak, Du Heng didn't bother much, and it wasn't difficult to send a few cronies over to take care of the child. The three of them sat down around a table of eight immortals, and Shen Hanfeng made a cup of tea for each of them. This spiritual tea is replaced every day.

Shen Hanfeng was still as silent as ever, but Du Heng was rare and didn't joke, and told Zhuo Junchen's spiritual root cultivation. After praising Zhuo Junchen's talent and qualifications, Du Heng's expression became stern: "Your apprentice's spiritual root is different from ordinary people, and you will have to look more closely in your cultivation in the future. ”

Shen Hanfeng nodded: "You're bothered." ”

Du Heng glanced at Zhuo Junchen, and the child looked at them with a cup in his hand, looking like he was in the clouds.

After Du Heng left, Zhuo Junchen asked his doubts, and Shen Hanfeng was silent for a long time before saying, "When the time comes, the master will naturally sue you." Zhuo Junchen was quite precocious, so naturally he didn't continue to ask.

Zhuo Junchen cultivated extremely hard, and now that Shen Hanfeng came back, his cultivation was not pulled down. In the evening, Zhuo Junchen returned to his senses from his cultivation, and Shizun was standing in front of the door looking at him. Seeing that he was completely awake, Shen Hanfeng just said indifferently: "Come out and eat." ”

Cultivators must reach the Jindan realm before they can completely open the valley, and before that, they need to eat spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables to survive, and Zhuo Junchen is naturally no exception.

The food on the table was still hot, and it was a lot more than usual. Shen Hanfeng sat on the side, although he didn't need to eat, he occasionally insisted on picking up dishes for Zhuo Junchen, and the two of them were quite warm.

After Zhuo Junchen finished his meal, he suddenly remembered something, so he put down his chopsticks and said to Shen Hanfeng: "Master, I have been cultivating for the past few days, and there is one thing that is very strange?" ”

Shen Hanfeng frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhuo Junchen thought for a while and said, "I cultivated according to the method taught to me by Master Du, but the aura in my body was not all retained in the dantian as said in the exercises, but some of it stopped here in the sea of qi. While speaking, Zhuo Junchen also pointed to his Qi Sea Acupoint, and pointed out the location where part of the aura was retained to show the master. In the past few days, his cultivation has not made any progress, and it is not easy to realize the reason for the stagnation of his cultivation.

Shen Hanfeng got up and walked around Zhuo Junchen's back, the child wanted to turn back, but was stopped by Shen Hanfeng: "Sit down, don't resist later." As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Junchen felt a cold spiritual power mixed with a piercing chill flowing down from the spiritual platform.

Zhuo Junchen's teeth tightened, the child was just starting to practice, although he had already received Shen Hanfeng's instructions, the spiritual power in his body still surged up unconsciously, and he subconsciously began to resist. Fortunately, Shen Hanfeng's cultivation was more than a star and a half higher than that of a child, and the icy cold spiritual power instantly soaked all of Zhuo Junchen's perceptions, and the spiritual power of the thunder fire attribute was suppressed by Shen Hanfeng before it could play any role.

At first, Zhuo Junchen was not used to it, and he still needed to grit his teeth and endure this cold spiritual power, but after a long time, he gradually got used to it. There is only a feeling of coolness left in the meridians. His own small group of spiritual power was sealed in the dantian by Shizun, and a small stream of spiritual power with a cool feeling was hovering in his sea of qi.

A hole in the sea of qi is one of the big taboos for cultivators and martial arts masters among ordinary people. If this acupoint is broken, the internal power of the spiritual energy in the body will never be able to accumulate, and even a person with high talent will become a wasted person. Zhuo Junchen turned his back to Shizun, and he couldn't see Shizun's appearance, but the cold air that had held him in his body had stayed for a long time, and there was no movement at all, which made him a little apprehensive.

I don't know how long it took for the cold spiritual power to recede like a tide. Zhuo Junchen hurriedly turned his head, his master's appearance was as cold as ever, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.

Shen Hanfeng saw his worried appearance and comforted: "Don't worry too much, just cultivate as usual." ”

Zhuo Junchen nodded in response.

At night, the master and apprentice did not return to the Cold Ice Cave Mansion on the top of the mountain, and Shen Hanfeng seemed to have decided to live in the valley from now on.

Zhuo Junchen practiced in the room for a while, but his cultivation still hadn't made any progress, so he stopped stupidly. After rolling back and forth on the bed a few times, Zhuo Junchen got up and cautiously lay down to the wall.

After eating, Shizun drove him back to his room, and did not wait for him to fall asleep before leaving. Zhuo Junchen's ears were pressed against the wall, but there was no movement next door. He recalled it carefully for a while, but he didn't hear any sound except for the sound of the master entering the room and closing the door.

Sitting back on the bed with some disappointment, Zhuo Junchen patted his pillow hard. The annoyed gaze fell on the pillow and suddenly stopped, and Zhuo Junchen suddenly had an idea.

Holding his pillow and getting out of bed, Zhuo Junchen did not rush to find Shizun, but made an expression for a long time on the bronze mirror in the room, and finally adjusted to a satisfactory description before leaving the room.

When Shen Hanfeng opened the door, he saw the little apprentice holding the pillow, and asked with a half-innocent and half-shy look: "Master, can I sleep with you tonight?" ”

Shen Hanfeng looked down at him: "Scared? ”

Zhuo Junchen's small eyes fluttered around: "No." ”

Shen Hanfeng sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to pick him up, and walked towards Zhuo Junchen's room: "Shizun will accompany you for a while and sleep well." ”

After Zhuo Junchen heard this, he hurriedly struggled to jump out of Shen Hanfeng's arms, and asked with a blank eye, "Master...... Don't you like Dusty anymore? ”

Shen Hanfeng frowned, his face was a little gloomy, Zhuo Junchen panicked, and hurriedly pulled Shen Hanfeng's sleeve: "Master, don't be angry, Ah Chen, Ah Chen will be obedient in the future!" ”

Shen Hanfeng sighed slightly, there was no way to take this apprentice. He reached out and touched Zhuo Junchen's head, but his hand, which had always been steady, trembled a little at this time.