Seeing that Zhuo Junchen's expression was a little depressed, Mu Zisu didn't say anything more, and after eating a snack, he drank a bowl of tea and went back to the room. Zhuo Junchen sat cross-legged on the bed, wanting to concentrate on cultivation, but he couldn't calm down, and his spiritual power ran for a week, and he almost entered the wrong meridian.

Zhuo Junchen opened his eyes, took out the bronze mirror from his arms, and unconsciously rubbed the patterns on the mirror with his fingers.

Master ......

Zhuo Junchen couldn't tell what his current mood was, in the past, when he thought of Shizun, he could immediately think of Shizun's figure of Zhilan Yushu in his mind, but when he thought about it this time, he felt as if he was separated by a thin veil, and he couldn't see it clearly.

The phantom of a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow and long, and Qing Lingling's eyes seemed to carry the cold ice that had not melted on the Frost Sky Peak all year round. Then the eyes bent, the eyebrows stretched, and the smile was three. In an instant, as if the spring breeze turned into rain, the last cloud of snow on the branches melted, and the first peach blossoms bloomed.

Zhuo Junchen withdrew his senses, his face didn't feel hot, he always felt that he had offended his master by imagining it like this, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't find it.

Zhuo Junchen sighed, pressed the sore forehead, and simply closed his clothes and fell asleep. Ever since he came here, he had a premonition that he was going to encounter something. This feast seems destined to have some twists and turns, and he doesn't know whether what awaits him on the road ahead is good or bad.

Contrary to Zhuo Junchen's hunch, he came to the Shen family for a few days and has been living peacefully. The entire Shen family was busy with the arrangement of the birthday banquet, Mu Zisu loved to make a fuss, often went out to run around, and occasionally came to him, telling him which family immortal sect sent someone to come today, and what kind of birthday gift these people brought with him.

Zhuo Junchen had been living in his room, and it had taken him a long time to enable him to continue cultivating. Shen Hansong didn't know if he had forgotten them, he hadn't come to him again, and he didn't bother to say hello. Except for changing places, the days he spent in the Shen family were not much different from those on Frost Heaven Peak.

"Every day is sword training, training, sleeping, and eating. I said Junchen, after you form the Golden Pill, will you even save money on eating and sleeping, and you only need to cultivate every day? ”

Mu Zisu patted the table boringly, Zhuo Junchen opened his eyes from meditation, thought about it and replied: "I will also use the bronze mirror to contact the master every day, and when I become a real person in Jindan, I should be able to help the master one or two, and then I probably won't have so much spare time to chat with you." ”

Mu Zisu looked disgusted: "It's boring and boring!" ”

With Mu Zisu disturbing him, he couldn't concentrate on cultivation at all, so he could only ask him helplessly, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

Mu Zisu's eyes lit up: "Why don't we go out for a walk?" ”

Zhuo Junchen said strangely: "Don't you also wander around outside every day, don't forget, Uncle Du asked me to watch you cultivate." "Not only is he not cultivating now, but he also wants to take Zhuo Junchen with him to burn out.

Mu Zisu approached the bed with a smile and said: "Jun Chen, don't be so rigid, you said that it is difficult for us to come out once, we can't just bring a little bit of the memories of being chased and killed, being chased by foreign beasts and being chased by wolves back to Xianmen, right?" And I'm talking about the outside, it's not this small house, don't you wonder what the market streets look like in the mortal world? ”

Zhuo Junchen shook his head indifferently.

Mu Zisu grinded his teeth, and continued to bake with a smiling face: "Then you haven't thought about it, go and see if there is anything special that you can bring back to make a gift for Uncle Shen?" ”

Zhuo Junchen wavered.

Mu Zisu knew that only when he mentioned Uncle Shen could he have a play, so he made persistent efforts and said: "This is the place where Uncle Shen grew up since he was a child, maybe when we will walk through the places where Uncle Shen walked when he was a child, buy the things he bought, and meet the old acquaintances who know him." ”

Zhuo Jun jumped off the bed neatly: "Let's go." ”

I don't know what Shizun looked like when he was a child, Zhuo Junchen had the appearance of a small Shizun in his mind, still dressed in white, with a face with no expression, but his hands and legs were short, and there was a little baby fat on his face.

Zhuo Junchen coughed dryly and stopped his imagination, but his heart seemed to be brushed by a feather.

Mu Zisu looked excited, and he was able to trick Zhuo Junchen out, which made him extremely excited, and he didn't notice that Zhuo Junchen's expression was different.

The Shen family occupies a huge area, and Zhuo Junchen is really not familiar with it, but Mu Zisu has already figured out the inside and out these days. He didn't take Zhuo Junchen out of the front yard, but planned to sneak out through the back garden and through the back door.

"Hey, what do you mean by the head of the house? My father told me that our Shen family has been so prosperous all these years because of the care of Shen Xianjun, the law enforcement elder of the Qinghua Immortal Sect. The head of the family now told us not to approach the two envoys from the Qinghua Immortal Gate. Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu were originally just borrowing from the rockery in the back garden, but they happened to hear the sound of a group of people chatting by the rockery.

Hearing Shen Xianjun's words, the two of them stopped together.

It was a young man's voice that spoke, full of doubts: "These two have come to make us the closest, but the head of the family will not let us get close. On the contrary, he got close to the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect and Tianfangguan, and specially sent Su Yu's cousin to accompany him personally. It's a little weird. ”

The other person said, "What's strange about this, your father didn't tell you about it," the man's voice suddenly lowered, "The head of this family, the relationship with that Shen Xianjun back then was actually not good, although it was not to the point of being a brother, but it was also a weak person." Otherwise, you think, except for when the old master passed away more than ten years ago, then Shen Xianjun came back once, why haven't you heard anything over the years? ”

Another person chimed in: "Not only that, we said that we relied on the Qinghua Immortal Gate, but we haven't seen this Qinghua Immortal Gate give us the benefits on the surface." If you want me to say, although this Shen Xianjun's cultivation is high, he has no foundation in the Qinghua Immortal Sect, and I am afraid that he will still be squeezed out, so he has not come back with face. The man snorted and said, "If I were Shen Xianjun, I would definitely return to my hometown if I had a good life, and I would also have to deal with my brothers who were not in harmony." ”

This sentence caused a burst of laughter, and the person who spoke at the beginning said: "It can't be said that the big tree of Qinghua Immortal Sect is unreliable, and now it's time for the Seven Great Immortal Sects to recruit disciples once every five years, and the head of the family intends to take the other two Immortal Sects." ”

On the Shenque Continent, in addition to the Qinghua Immortal Gate, there are also six other great immortal cultivators, and they are called the Seven Great Immortal Sects. Every five years, the Seven Great Immortal Sects will openly recruit talented disciples, and all the scattered cultivator families in the Pan Continent will rush to them.

The other laughed and said, "We can't get together, otherwise let's step on the two people from the Qinghua Immortal Sect and show loyalty to the other two Immortal Sects?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a male voice shouting, "What nonsense are you all talking about!" ”

There was a panic on the side of the rockery, and in a hurry, someone shouted "Cousin Sushuang" in fear.

Mu Zisu secretly glanced at Zhuo Junchen, and when he saw Zhuo Junchen's face calm and his eyes focused, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—fortunately, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore.

The man who was called Su Shuang said: "A few of you know that the Great Moves of the Seven Sects are coming, but you are still not cultivating hard, do you think that your talents are excellent, and the Seven Sects are begging you to go?" ”

The few people who were still talking about it were suddenly silent, and Su Shuang's voice paused and said: "Fellow Daoist behind the rockery, eavesdropping is not the work of a righteous gentleman. ”

Zhuo Junchen and Mu Zisu glanced at each other, and said indifferently: "Let's go out." ”

The two of them walked out from behind the rockery, and the two groups of Shen family children next to the rockery were extremely recognizable, on one side were a man and two women, and the man at the head was dressed in a black suit, with a bit of sharpness in his eyebrows, which should be the frost who just spoke. The two girls behind him, one yellow and one pink, are both twenty-eight and extremely pretty.

The other group was not so prominent, several young people drooped their heads, and the expressions on their faces were extremely ashamed, when Shen Hansong greeted Zhuo Junchen and the two of them with such a huge momentum, they just wanted to pretend that it was difficult for them not to know these two.

It's good now, but saying bad things about others is still listened to, no matter what they say, they can't stand.

Mu Zisu looked at the group of quail-like disciples and smiled extremely happily: "I'm afraid this brother is mistaken, Junchen and I are just passing through here, and we are meeting these young heroes talking, so it's not good to disturb, but I didn't mean to eavesdrop." ”

Su Shuang's brows moved, and his eyes looked at Zhuo Junchen, whose face was like sinking water, before he said: "Shen Xianjun is the same generation as my grandfather, it should be me to call Uncle Zhuo and Uncle Mu." ”

Mu Zisu felt very fresh, and ran to the group of little quails and asked, "You call him cousin, then you should also be the same generation as him, and you should call Uncle Hurry up and listen?"

The group of people looked at each other, gave Su Shuang a bold look, and was killed by the eye knife.

One by one, they had to be honest and call Mu Zisu Uncle one by one.

Mu Zisu was extremely satisfied with what he heard, among the immortal sects, they were the youngest generation in terms of seniority, and they had to wait for them to accept apprentices, let alone ten or twenty years, and they had met so many teachers and nephews in advance, so that Mu Zisu had a good time with the addiction of elders.

After playing happily, Mu Zisu said: "I haven't asked the identities of the three of you yet, let's talk about it."

Su Shuang glanced back at the second Shu behind him and said, "Junior Shen Sushuang, the eldest grandson of the second room of the Shen family." said that it was a junior, Shen Sushuang's age looked like he was five or six years older than Zhuo Junchen.

He pointed to the woman in yellow and said, "This is Su Bing, the cousin of the third room." The woman in yellow saluted the two of them, and her demeanor was gentle.

"This is my sister Su Xue."

Shen Suxue is dressed in a pink skirt, her eyebrows and eyes are smart, she is much more lively than Shen Subing: "I've seen two uncles!"

Mu Zisu touched his nose and felt that he was taking advantage of it. Zhuo Junchen was speechless.

Seeing the two of them react like this, Shen Sushuang's heart sank slightly, and said to Zhuo Junchen: "The clan brother has no form, and I hope that Uncle Zhuo will be magnanimous, and don't worry about their juniors."

The corners of Mu Zisu's mouth twitched, the cheap was really not taken for nothing, and he was asked back so quickly.

Zhuo Junchen was neither happy nor angry, and said lightly: "In the future, we will have to discipline strictly, if it is listened to by the people of Tianfangguan and the Sword Sect, I am afraid that the one who will be smeared will not be the master."