Shen Hanfeng did not doubt him, summoned the Frost Burning Sword back to Frost Heavenly Peak, and reached out to support Zhuo Junchen very carefully along the way.

It was the first time that Zhuo Junchen lied to Shen Hanfeng, and he couldn't help but feel a little empty. Seeing that Shizun cared so much, he felt a little ashamed in his heart. It's just that since the words came out, they had to be over, and the master and apprentice went all the way back to the small courtyard in the valley in silence.

Back at Frost Sky Peak, Shen Hanfeng first sent Zhuo Junchen back to the bedroom and let him rest for a while. Shen Hanfeng himself was busy, first went to fetch a basin of water, and then went back to his room to get some wound medicine.

When Shen Hanfeng entered the door, Zhuo Junchen happened to take off his torn robe, planning to put on a new coat for himself first. Breaking out of the giant wood formation, he not only added a wound to himself, but even the clothes on his body were torn to pieces.

"Master." Seeing Shen Hanfeng coming, Zhuo Junchen's movements stopped.

Shen Hanfeng put the things in his hand on the table, and selected a cyan porcelain bottle from among them and handed it to Zhuo Junchen: "This is 'Guyuan Dan', you take one and take it first." ”

Zhuo Junchen nodded yes, poured out a light green pill from the bottle, and took it with tea. The pill was swallowed into his abdomen, and in an instant, it turned into a cool breath and spread, and the dull pain in Zhuo Junchen's chest was suddenly relieved a lot. Shen Hanfeng stared at the apprentice and took the medicine, and picked up a sandalwood box: "Take off the underwear as well." ”

Zhuo Junchen was very obedient, and after taking off his white underwear, he revealed a rather powerful upper body. The body between the youth and the young man is still a little green, and the skin that has not seen the light of day all the year round is slightly lighter but contains a faint layer of treasure light, which is the result of years of practicing martial arts.

Since he was ten years old, Zhuo Junchen has never slept with his master, and now he is only naked, and he has already felt confused. Shen Hanfeng didn't think about him, he carefully examined him, and saw that there were no other wounds on his body, and his face, which had been calm, improved a little.

The ointment was covered with the bruises, and Zhuo Junchen first felt a burst of coolness, and then a pinprick-like stinging pain came from the small breaks. He was defenseless for a moment and hissed softly.

After a pause, Shen Hanfeng looked down at the apprentice sitting on the edge of the bed: "It hurts?" ”

Zhuo Junchen hurriedly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, the strength of the master is just right." ”

Shen Hanfeng pursed his lips, didn't say much, raised his chin, and continued to give him medicine. After applying his neck and wrists, Shen Hanfeng first put the box containing the ointment on the edge of the bed, half-squatted down, and reached out to take off Zhuo Junchen's shoes.

Zhuo Junchen hurriedly stopped, grabbed Shen Hanfeng's hand and hurriedly said, "Master, I'll come by myself." As he spoke, a trace of blush flew over Junyan, and Zhuo Junchen twisted for no reason.

Shen Hanfeng frowned slightly, as if he had just weighed the possibility of taking medicine himself. Zhuo Junchen said in a more aggravated tone: "After taking the pill, I already feel much better." The two looked at each other for a while, Shen Hanfeng didn't insist anymore, Zhuo Junchen hurriedly took off his shoes and socks, picked up the ointment on the side and smeared it.

Shen Hanfeng watched Zhuo Junchen finish taking the medicine, and was silent for a long time before saying: "In the future, you can be casual, as long as you don't provoke Qinghua Peak, you don't have to be so low as you are today."

When Zhuo Junchen heard this, he looked up in surprise, but Shen Hanfeng misunderstood what he meant, and explained: "After all, Si Yun is the master of the Immortal Sect, and it may not be good for you to provoke him. As for today's incident, it is not your fault, but if Xuanyun's disciple still has a breath, you Uncle Du has your own way to save him. ”

In other words, if he causes a great disaster, the master will solve it for him.

Zhuo Junchen's heart was filled with a trace of sour warmth, but he still said: "As a disciple of Shizun, you should relieve Shizun's worries, but the apprentice can only cause trouble to Shizun." In addition to being moved, the subtle regret that had accumulated for a long time suddenly became a little stronger.

Weapons, exercises, elixirs...... The qiē given to him by the master does not need to be compared with others, Zhuo Junchen knows that it is the best. But he couldn't do anything but drag his master back.

After many years of getting along, not only Zhuo Junchen knows Shen Hanfeng very well, but Shen Hanfeng also treats him.

Seeing that his apprentice was quite low and half-hanging, Shen Hanfeng stretched out his hand and pressed it in front of Zhuo Junchen's forehead: "You are my only disciple of Shen Hanfeng, it is worth it."

Shizun's hands were not as cold as his spiritual power, but with warmth, and the palms of his perennial sword practices had a thin layer of calluses. Zhuo Junchen closed his eyes, Shen Hanfeng was not good at words, so he could only comfort him in this way.

The restless mood calmed down, Zhuo Junchen grabbed Shizun's hand, raised his head slightly and said, "Shizun, after I am injured, can you allow me to go to Baizhan Peak?"

Naturally, there is only one thing to go to the Hundred Battle Peak - the Battle Peak Ranking once every ten days. The aura on Frost Heaven Peak was strong, and there was no interference from irrelevant people, so Shen Hanfeng certainly wouldn't think that his apprentice had taken a fancy to the cultivation place on Hundred Battle Peak.

"Although I have been practicing the exercises and swordsmanship taught by my master, I think I am quite hard. It was only after today's fight with Rong that I realized that I still have a lot to learn. Zhuo Junchen said sincerely, with the quality of the Heavy Sky Sword far higher than the opponent's array, he should have won more beautifully. It's just that he rarely fights with others, and he doesn't know the other party's way, so he wins reluctantly.

Shen Hanfeng was not too strict with him when it came to cultivation, and he could even be said to be extremely lenient. If it weren't for Zhuo Junchen's own hard work, or if he hadn't made any progress for ten years, Shen Hanfeng would not blame him. There is only one point, Shen Hanfeng will never allow Zhuo Junchen to harm himself, because Zhuo Junchen is a little empty in his heart, and he is not sure what the attitude of the master is.

Shen Hanfeng pondered for a moment, and didn't do much to obstruct it: "The blade of the sword is sharpened, if you have a heart, there is nothing you can't do."

Zhuo Junchen was full of joy, holding Shen Hanfeng's hand with both hands. The young man's simple joy made Shen Hanfeng couldn't help but smile faintly.

With the permission of his master, Zhuo Junchen stayed on Frost Heaven Peak to recuperate with peace of mind, and the injuries on his hands and feet hindered his sword practice, but it did not affect his meditation and cultivation. Shen Hanfeng probably felt that the things he taught Zhuo Junchen were not enough, so he moved the time that Zhuo Junchen had originally arranged to practice external skills for studying.

When Zhuo Junchen was young, he practiced the most ordinary basic knowledge with the disciples of Elixir Peak, and Frost Tianfeng had a lot of books, although Zhuo Junchen had read them all, he didn't have much contact with people, and he was somewhat unfamiliar with the outside world.

Shen Hanfeng collected a lot of books and came back, and Zhuo Junchen did not reject them, and after reading one, he took out what he didn't understand and asked Shizun. Shen Hanfeng has been running around all year round, so he is naturally well-informed, except for things that are too obscure, he can somewhat solve Zhuo Junchen's doubts.

Zhuo Junchen originally planned to go to the Hundred Battle Peak after his injury was healed, so as not to worry the master. Who thought that before he went, someone came first on the Hundred Battles Peak.

"Disciple Lian Xinhong, meet Uncle Shen." "Disciple fights Baichuan, meet Uncle Shen." Zhan Baichuan and Lian Xinhong respectfully saluted Shen Hanfeng and said in unison.

Shen Hanfeng sat in front of the hall, Zhuo Junchen stood behind him, and both of them were puzzled by the intention of these two uninvited guests.

Shen Hanfeng was still as indifferent as ever: "Why did you come here?"

Lian Xinhong and Zhan Baichuan glanced at each other, and they both smiled bitterly in their hearts, this law enforcement elder is really like an ordinary rumor, and he refuses to be thousands of miles away.

"The competition between Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Rong that day, the two of us had the pleasure of watching, although Senior Brother Zhuo's moves were a little jerky, but they were extremely subtle, which surprised us greatly." It was Lian Xinhong who spoke, although he looked good, his eloquence was quite outstanding, and he did not feel the slightest timidity in the face of Shen Hanfeng, a high-level cultivator.

Zhan Baichuan was more simple and concise: "Please have a fight with Senior Brother Zhuo."

Under such frequent competitions in Baizhan Peak, the disciples who have been at the top of the rankings all year round, in addition to their own outstanding talents, what is more important is their own dedication and fanaticism for strength.

Since returning after the fight that day, Zhan Baichuan and the others have been looking for an opportunity to compete with Zhuo Junchen, but because they don't know the severity of Zhuo Junchen's injury, they have not dared to act rashly, so as not to provoke Shen Hanfeng's unhappiness.

Today, they didn't come rashly, but Lian Xinhong specially visited Mu Zisu and confirmed that Zhuo Junchen was fine, and then he pulled Zhan Baichuan to come.

Zhuo Junchen had already had the thoughts of hundreds of battle peaks, and the strength of battle Baichuan and Lian Xinhong also fell in Shen Hanfeng's eyes.

Shen Hanfeng said: "Ah Chen, you can decide for yourself."

Zhuo Junchen bowed his head, and his eyes were burning with the senior brother who was not familiar with the two, but with a strong fighting intent on his body, and said, "I am willing to fight with the two."

Seeing that he agreed, a hint of joy flashed on Lian Xinhong's faces.

Lian Xinhong said: "The junior has a reluctant request, and I hope that when we learn, Uncle Shen can watch the battle from the sidelines." If we can't control the battle situation for a while, I hope that Uncle Shi will not hesitate to make a move. ”

In fact, there was a bit of selfishness in his words, if he talked about combat power, Shen Hanfeng was definitely the first person in this Qinghua Immortal Sect, if he could guide them in the discussion, he would definitely benefit a lot.

Shen Hanfeng said: "This is nature." It's not that he can't believe Zhuo Junchen's strength, it's just that the cultivation of these two people is higher than Zhuo Junchen, and protecting his apprentices has become a habit that Shen Hanfeng has never been aware of.

Naturally, you have to find a wide place, the terrain of Frost Sky Peak is gentle, and there is not too steep place, so Zhuo Junchen took Lian Xinhong and the others to a flat slope outside the valley.

"In the past, I often came here to practice swords, and I have a wide field of vision, so can the two senior brothers be satisfied?" Zhuo Junchen asked.

The two of them looked around, and naturally there was nothing wrong with it.

Lian Xinhong said with a smile: "After all, Senior Brother Zhuo only has one person, but there are two of us. You might as well pick one of us first, make an appointment with the other day, and come back another day. ”

The frank appearance of the two made Zhuo Junchen feel a little good, and after carefully examining the two, Zhuo Junchen asked, "Senior Brother Lian is a sword cultivator?"

Lian Xinhong nodded when he heard this, came to his senses after a while, and laughed loudly: "It seems that I made a wedding dress for someone else, and let Senior Brother Zhan take advantage of it!"