Shen Hanfeng looked at him half-tilted his head, Zhuo Junchen half-squatted down when he saw this, and said softly: "Does the master have anything else to tell Ah Chen?" ”

Shen Hanfeng looked at him for a while and said, "My injury is not a big deal, your uncle said that it won't take long to get better." Saying that, Shen Hanfeng also smiled at Zhuo Junchen, as if to reassure him.

Zhuo Junchen heard their conversation in the afternoon, and naturally knew that Shizun just wanted to reassure him by saying this. He said: "Master, in half a month, there will be a general election of disciples in the Xianmen, I think...... Go give it a try. Mu Zisu told him that if he wanted to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition at the beginning of next year, he must be ranked in the general election of disciples in the Immortal Sect.

The disciple election is an intra-door competition prepared for the disciples of the appropriate age after the Immortal Sect recruits new disciples. In addition to giving the new disciples a chance to show their favorite disciples, it is also to conduct an examination and ranking for the disciples who were already in the Immortal Sect to urge them to cultivate diligently. More importantly, the disciple election is not stingy with the distinction between the inner and outer doors, and all the disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Gate Jindan period can participate, if there are particularly outstanding outer disciples who are favored by which real elder, they can ascend from the outer gate to the inner gate, which is tantamount to a carp jumping over the dragon gate. Every time there is a general election of disciples, there are a group of young disciples who are eager to try.

Shen Hanfeng pondered for a moment, and saw that Zhuo Junchen looked like he had made up his mind, so he didn't stop him more: "There is nothing wrong with participating in the election to increase your knowledge." If you want to go, go ahead. ”

With the approval of the master, Zhuo Junchen smiled: "I must not embarrass the master, and I will rise the prestige of Frost Tianfeng for me." ”

Shen Hanfeng shook his head with a smile, patted his apprentice's shoulder and said, "It's not necessary to increase your prestige, and you don't have to worry about embarrassing Frost Tianfeng." Although I allow you to run for election, you have to promise your master one thing. ”

Zhuo Junchen asked with his eyes, and Shen Hanfeng continued: "Don't use the Nether Whip unless you have to. ”

Zhuo Junchen was stunned at first, and then quickly understood what Shen Hanfeng meant, and he replied neatly: "Yes." ”

The next day, Zhuo Junchen returned to Frost Heaven Peak alone, his injuries were already fine, and Du Heng personally refined the pill for him. However, Zhuo Junchen still came to the Elixir Peak every day to partner up, except for eating and visiting his master, he only did two things, cultivation and learning.

Lian Xinhong and Zhan Baichuan often came to Frost Tianfeng to see him, although under the guise of coming here to rub the spiritual energy cultivation, the time spent with Zhuo Junchen was often more than half a day.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Uncle Shen is injured, we all know it, but it's not a problem for you to cultivate like this." At the end of a discussion, Lian Xinhong panted and complained to Zhuo Junchen. After all, Zhan Baichuan's cultivation was two orders higher than them, and Zhuo Junchen's victory rate against him was about twenty-eight. And Lian Xinhong and Zhuo Junchen, the winning rate has already become five or five, and even in the past few days, there are faint signs of Zhuo Junchen gaining the upper hand, which makes Lian Xinhong feel a little bit of crisis - such a strong junior brother, if he is beaten to the ground one day, where will his senior brother's face go.

Although he said this selfishly, it was not false, and Zhan Baichuan echoed: "It's too late, Senior Brother Zhuo should still leave some time for himself to rest." "Instead of pulling people to fight again after the spiritual power is fully restored.

Mu Zisu, who sneaked over to see the excitement, also said: "Look at you, the clothes on your back look like they have been drenched in the rain." Saying that, he also stretched out his hand to lift it, and Zhuo Junchen only felt a sticky feeling on his back.

However, the persuasion of the three did not have any effect, Zhuo Junchen said: "I am not forgetting to sleep and eating, and I have no rest at all. Meditation every night while meditating and practicing is much more effective than sleeping. "This method is still a micro-life meditation sù him. Although he didn't intend to trust this demon venerable with a ghost in his heart, in some painless things, Zhuo Junchen had a lot of help from Weishengming.

Lian Xinhong screamed miserably: "No wonder you are cultivating fast, and you are cultivating all the time except eating?" ”

Zhuo Junchen thought about it carefully: "When I accompanied my master, I wasn't cultivating. ”

Lian Xinhong: "......"

Zhan Baichuan was very curious about his method: "Can you cultivate instead of sleeping during the foundation building period?" "The master of Zhan Baichuan is also a monk in the early stage of the transformation of gods, and when he taught him, he also specially instructed him not to be in a hurry, so as not to shake the foundation.

As soon as Zhuo Junchen wanted to answer, Wei Shengming suddenly said to him: "Your physique is different from ordinary people, you can cultivate all night, but they can't." "It's not that Weisheng has a good heart and mentions Zhuo Junchen, it's just that this method is the method of their demon clan, if they are learned by Zhan Baichuan. A group of disciples in the foundation building stage couldn't see anything, and their masters in the Divine Transformation Stage and Yuan Infant Stage were not so easy to fool.

With this, Zhuo Junchen had to smile abruptly. Seeing this, Zhan Baichuan frowned and said, "Senior Brother Zhuo, don't rush in. Mu Zisu also patted him on the shoulder, and the three of them thought that Zhuo Junchen was ruthless in his cultivation, so he was too radical for a while.

"Thank you, brother, for mentioning." Knowing that Zhan Baichuan had misunderstood, Zhuo Junchen was not easy to explain, so he had to accept the kindness of a few senior brothers.

Lian Xinhong looked up at the sky and said to Zhuo Junchen: "It's almost time, we should go back too." Senior Brother Mu, you have to look at Senior Brother Zhuo a little. If you are too impatient in cultivation, it will be easy to go mad in the future, and now Uncle Shen has no time to watch him, so I can only rely on you! As he spoke, Lian Xinhong looked at Mu Zisu's shoulder with his fist.

Mu Zisu nodded and said, "It must be." ”

Zhan Baichuan said: "Three days later, it will be the day of the general election, and my junior brother and I will not come tomorrow, so we must prepare well." Senior Brother Zhuo, you should also hold off and recuperate. ”

Zhuo Junchen knew that these two senior brothers really cared about him, so he naturally responded seriously.

Without anyone else to disturb him, in the next three days, Zhuo Junchen lived very quietly. Mu Zisu looked at Zhuo Junchen a little, but the elixir peak had somehow become extremely busy in the past few days, and he didn't even have time to accompany Zhuo Junchen to have a meal. In addition to visiting his master every day, Zhuo Junchen stayed in the room to practice the exercises.

On the day of the election, the Qinghua bell on Qinghua Peak, the main peak of Xianmen, rang, Zhuo Junchen got up early and took a special bath, changed into a new clothes, and the whole person was much more energetic. Although he doesn't seem to be a withdrawn person on weekdays, he always seems a little quiet when he doesn't talk much for a few days.

There was a knock on the door, Zhuo Junchen picked up the Chongxiao Sword, thinking in his heart that maybe Mu Zisu was coming.

The person who came was Shen Hanfeng.

Shen Hanfeng changed into a blue and white robe today, and the blue flowing cloud pattern was brilliant, which made him even more beautiful. The long hair, which had completely turned white, was meticulously tied with a high crown inlaid with jade, and Shen Hanfeng's complexion was much better.

"Master?" Zhuo Junchen was surprised and delighted. Shen Hanfeng's appearance in front of him, except for the color of his hair, was almost no different from before he was injured.

Shen Hanfeng nodded: "I'll send you to participate in the disciple election." ”

Zhuo Junchen realized that although the master was also neat in the past, he was not as thoughtful as he was today, and today he probably wanted to support him, the only disciple.

Zhuo Junchen was worried that Shen Hanfeng's body was not yet well, and said with concern: "Master doesn't have to be like this, I'll go with Zisu later." Du Shibo said that you need to recuperate. ”

Shen Hanfeng didn't care at all: "It's okay, he said that I'm fine now." Besides, you have never participated in the sect competition, so I should accompany you. ”

Zhuo Junchen's heart warmed, he would never obstruct the master's decision.

When they rode the Frost Burning Sword together, Zhuo Junchen was sure that there was no difficulty in the posture of the master to cast the spell, and then he was relieved. The external injuries on Shizun's body have long been healed, so it seems that the internal injuries are indeed not lying to him.

The place of Frost Heaven Peak was a little remote, and Shen Hanfeng had probably greeted Du Heng and them when he came to pick up Zhuo Junchen, and he did not go to Elixir Peak again. The general election of the disciples was arranged in the Yanwutai, and there were more than 1,000 disciples from the inner sect of the Qinghua Xianmen, and now the primary election was carried out together with the outer doors, and the Yanwutai was naturally very suitable.

When Zhuo Junchen and the others rushed to the martial arts platform, the rest of the disciples Yujian shuttled by from time to time. Shen Hanfeng's posture is too prosperous, and sometimes attracts people's attention. Seeing this, Zhuo Junchen silently raised his hand and half-hugged Shizun's waist.

Shen Hanfeng's body stiffened slightly, and he turned his head halfway and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhuo Junchen said in a sullen voice: "I haven't been on a flying sword for a long time, and I am a little dizzy for a while. Those childish thoughts in my heart are naturally impossible to explain to Shen Hanfeng. As everyone knows, some of these people who look at them also set their eyes on Zhuo Junchen.

When Shen Hanfeng heard this, he just reached out and patted his hand, chatting for comfort. Zhuo Junchen had some thoughts in his heart.

The master used a silver ribbon to tie his clothes today, which was different from the woman's Ying Ying Yi hand, but it was much more slender than the man next to him.

"Shizun has lost a lot of weight." Zhuo Junchen said in a low voice, "It would be nice if I could get fatter." ”

Shen Hanfeng's chuckle came from the front: "Raising? Who is the master? ”

The clear voice made Zhuo Junchen a little nostalgic, he simply leaned his head on Shen Hanfeng's shoulder blades, and said, "It's the master who treats me too well, so I want to serve me wholeheartedly." Zhuo Junchen has only one master, and that is Shen Hanfeng. ”

Shen Hanfeng was silent, Zhuo Junchen's heart jumped, his whole body froze, and his heart was full of anger pouring out nowhere.

Fang just snatched the body control zhì, and was kicked back by Zhuo Junchen after only saying a word: "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin!" Isn't it just a coquettish for you! ”

Zhuo Junchen: "......" Seeing that the master did not reprimand, Zhuo Junchen leaned on the shoulder blade of the master and couldn't help rubbing.