Du Heng went to Frost Sky Peak overnight, and when he saw the wilting master and apprentice, he scolded him for splitting his head and covering his face.

"I said Shen Hanfeng, do you want to try my medical skills? I told you that the injury on your hand this time was severe, you couldn't lift heavy objects, and you couldn't even hold a sword, did you go to the top of the mountain to practice swords again? Du Heng was angry.

Shen Hanfeng was silent and untied the bloody bandage on his right arm, Du Heng, as a doctor, naturally couldn't allow Shen Hanfeng, a patient, to come by himself, and scolded and scolded, but he still took out the utensils and re-bandaged Shen Hanfeng.

"Heavy object" Zhuo Junchen stood beside Shizun, his eyes turned to look at the wound on Shizun's hand. The wound on Shen Hanfeng's hand was deep and bone-seeing, like the claws of some kind of strange beast, and the wound was torn at this time, looking quite bloody. The best hemostatic powder was sprinkled on the wound, and the muscles and muscles on his arm twitched unconsciously, but Shen Hanfeng couldn't see the slightest pain on his face, and he stretched out his left hand to block Zhuo Junchen's eyes.

The vision darkened, Zhuo Junchen was silent and did not struggle, but only then did he remember that when Shizun came back, he picked him up with his left hand. Now the wound on Shizun's hand is cracking, it must have been caused by himself when he was struggling to come down. The child bit his lip, not to mention remorse, and blinked his eyes, and his eyes were wet.

The hands that covered his eyes stiffened, and Zhuo Junchen only heard Shen Hanfeng say to Du Heng in a cold voice: "If it's okay, you can go back early after you finish bandaging it for me." ”

Du Heng snorted coldly: "You are sent comfortably, really when I am called to come and go immediately?" ”

Shen Hanfeng replied: "Today's help from the True Monarch, Shen Hanfeng remembers it in his heart. ”

Du Heng was laughed at by him, took his things and scolded: "You will continue to practice yourself like this next time, and see that I will take care of you!" After saying that, he left angrily.

Shen Hanfeng has been friends with him for many years, so he naturally understands Du Heng's temperament and doesn't care. When Du Heng walked far, Shen Hanfeng pulled the little apprentice over. Zhuo Junchen looked at him with red eyes, and Shen Hanfeng sighed: "This is an old wound that has long existed on Shizun's body, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Zhuo Junchen blinked, originally just sour in his heart, listening to Shizun's words, tears blinked and flowed: "It's all my fault, Shizun was injured but I didn't know at all, and when I came back, I caused so much trouble to Shizun." ”

Shen Hanfeng was born with a cold affection and never coaxed a child, so he could only touch Zhuo Junchen's head, and comforted his apprentice quite awkwardly: "It's not a strict wound, it doesn't hurt, and it won't even leave a scar after it's healed." "With his cultivation in the incarnation period, as long as it is not a ruining wound, it will not leave a trace after healing, and it is not a deception.

When Zhuo Junchen heard this, he howled and cried: "I've seen it all, such a big one, such a big one!" The child sobbed and choked, "Master still lied to me that it didn't hurt, obviously I made a mistake." ”

Shen Hanfeng had a headache, and after wiping away the child's tears, he cried even more fiercely. Shen Hanfeng was helpless, and nodded his apprentice's forehead: "Little crying bag." ”

Shen Hanfeng tried his best but still failed to coax the child, and in the end, he was tired of crying and fell asleep. The wounds on Shen Hanfeng's body had not healed, and he had already been rested by Du Heng. The master and apprentice slept on the same bed again this night, which can be regarded as satisfying Zhuo Junchen's little wish when he hugged the pillow in the past.

On the second day, Zhuo Junchen woke up earlier than Shen Hanfeng. When Shen Hanfeng opened his eyes, the apprentice was already kneeling beside him, his eyes red like a poor rabbit. After crying all night, Zhuo Junchen's glutinous voice was a little hoarse, and he said seriously: "Master, I will definitely cultivate well in the future, and when I grow up, I will definitely help you do things, so that you don't have to work so hard, I promise!" The child's promise is always naïve, he clearly does not understand the heavy pressure on the teacher's shoulders, but the childish voice is very determined.

Shen Hanfeng smiled and touched the top of his apprentice's hair: "Master doesn't need you to work so hard, as long as I don't die, I will protect you for a day of happiness." ”

Zhuo Junchen is still young, but his slightly persistent personality has already revealed some clues. Although Shen Hanfeng said that he just wanted him to live happily every day, he stubbornly threw himself into boring cultivation every day. is clearly such a young child, but he locks himself in the room and cultivates quietly, without the slightest playfulness and stubbornness of children of the same age.

Although Shen Hanfeng had the intention to change him, it was just that this apprentice was obedient and obedient, telling him to stop cultivating, but he couldn't. In addition, although Shen Hanfeng has a different temperament from his apprentice, he was also a seedling who cultivated hard in his early years, and there was no way to attract Zhuo Junchen. Du Heng also used to talk about them, and he was so addicted to cultivation, he was really a natural master and apprentice.

Time passes, time flies, and it is thirteen years in a blink of an eye.

The teleportation circle between Elixir Peak and Frost Heaven Peak has never been removed since the day it was built. Mu Zisu climbed to the top of Frost Heaven Peak with light steps, and sure enough, he saw a person practicing swords on the glacier. The ice was extremely smooth, but the figure of the man dancing the sword was like flowing water. The dark cyan disciple's uniform lined the other party's complexion, and the face that had grown back from the roundness of childhood, with the unique youth and warmth of the youth, the originally bright big eyes were slightly narrower, and the long eyebrows flew obliquely, adding a bit of clarity and sharpness.

Mu Zisu sighed in his heart, and he didn't care if he would disturb him, and shouted: "Jun Chen! Let's go to the disciple's hall to get a share! ”

Zhuo Junchen stopped moving, Mu Zisu is no longer the round-faced boy he was back then, although his eyebrows and eyes are not as handsome as Zhuo Junchen, but he has his own vitality, and the breath of the water and wood spirit root on his body can't help but get a little closer. Seeing that Zhuo Junchen had collected his sword, Mu Zisu trotted over, but when he walked on the ice, he always couldn't grasp his balance well, and the soles of his feet slipped and walked crookedly.

Zhuo Junchen sighed and reached out to help him. Mu Zisu muttered: "Didn't you sleep directly on the ice at night, why are you so stable." Zhuo Junchen smiled and didn't speak, grabbed one of Mu Zisu's shoulders, and pulled him from the glacier to the grass on the side.

Mu Zisu patted the corners of his wrinkled clothes and said, "Looking at your appearance, is it possible that you have cultivated and improved?" ”

Zhuo Junchen bent his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes stretched: "It's already the sixth order of foundation building." ”

Mu Zisu raised his eyebrows, there was no lack of amazement in his eyes, but he said: "Also, with your cultivation speed, staying in the fifth order of foundation building for so long is a strange thing, and now it is the way it should be." "Mu Zisu and Zhuo Junchen grew up together, and they have been compared by Du Heng over the years, but his cultivation was thrown away by Zhuo Junchen early, and he never really took Zhuo Junchen as a target. However, when he had just broken through the second order of foundation building some time ago, he still thought complacently that if Zhuo Junchen waited for him any longer, he might be able to cultivate to a higher level. Who knew that he was slapped in the face so quickly.

Zhuo Junchen said: "It's still far from the master." "The more cultivation comes later, the more difficult it becomes, although Shen Hanfeng's cultivation has only been promoted from the middle stage of the god transformation to the late stage of the god transformation over the years, Zhuo Junchen still feels that he is far away from him.

Mu Zisu patted Zhuo Junchen on the shoulder and said, "Don't be so serious, my master said that when Senior Uncle Shen was so old, his cultivation was not as good as yours." If it is also given to you for a few decades, when you reach the age of Uncle Shen, the transformation period will definitely not be a problem. ”

Zhuo Junchen smiled silently, but secretly shook his head in his heart. Although Mu Zisu was very close to him, I am afraid that he could not understand his mood every time he changed the medicine for his master. Especially in recent years, every time Shizun goes out in accordance with the decree of the master, he comes back with large and small scars. Although he knew that Master Du's wonderful hands were rejuvenated, no matter how terrible these scars were, they would eventually disappear without a trace, but Zhuo Junchen became more and more unable to bear to see the appearance of Shizun's wounds.

Mu Zisu looked at Zhuo Junchen's gloomy expression, and he could guess what he was thinking, but he was the master who was highly respected and loved by him, but he was tossed by the annoying spirit of the door master, and Zhuo Junchen's dissatisfaction and distress were something he had always been used to.

"Speaking of which, didn't Uncle Shen send you a message, and you're going to be back in a few days, why don't you come back with me to get a copy of the order? Let me tell you, my master prepared a plaster a few days ago, and the effect is better than the previous ones, I don't know how much, and when I finish receiving the things, I will take you back to the elixir peak and come back a little bit! There was no one around, but Mu Zisu suppressed his voice, so he squeezed his eyes towards Zhuo Junchen in a mysterious way.

Zhuo Junchen chuckled: "I'm the sword? ”

Mu Zisu waved his hand: "That's natural!" Relying on our two legs, when will we go! ”

Shen Hanfeng found a thunder fire attribute spirit sword early and gave it to his apprentice. The name of this sword is Chongxiao, and it is a medium-grade magic weapon, but Shen Hanfeng is not worthy of Zhuo Junchen, so he just uses it for him to practice. After the foundation building period, he will probably find another good weapon to use as a natal spiritual weapon.

Zhuo Junchen took out the Chongxiao Sword from the Qiankun bag, injected spiritual power, and then took Mu Zisu Imperial Sword down the mountain and went to the disciple hall.

The disciple hall was still as lively as ever, with an endless stream of disciples coming and going, and the stewards in the hall were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and there were long queues in front of them. Mu Zisu looked at it for a while, found a shorter line to line up, and said to Zhuo Junchen as he walked: "I heard that the disciple hall in the outer gate is more lively, next time I will talk to the master to see if I can get the decree, let's go out and have a long experience!" ”

Zhuo Junchen shook his head, and just as he wanted to reject Mu Zisu's suggestion, he heard a disdainful cold snort from the side. The two of them turned their heads to look, and there was a young man of the same age as them standing in the queue next to them, and his appearance was good, but the appearance of his eyes above the top made people frown.

Sensing the gaze of the two, the young man raised his voice and said, "People who have no ability, go to an outer gate and still need a master." It's better to practice seriously, and one day you will get the blue eyes of your own master and become a personal disciple before you can come and go freely. ”