Zixian's body was light, and it slowly fell from the tree like a snow-white feather.

The eyes of the dumb aunt and Qu Yi looked at the master who fell from the sky for a moment, their noses were sore, and the tears that had just stopped welled up again.

For more than a thousand days and nights, they had missed their Master countless times. Now, when Zixian really appeared in front of them, it was like a dream that made them unbelievable.

The dumb aunt wanted to throw herself into the warm embrace with the cold aroma, and be coquettish with pleasure, or cry, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that if she did this, the dream would suddenly wake up as before.

Qu Yi was also motionless, looking at Zixian stupidly, but he didn't step forward. His breathing was very light, as if he was afraid that a slightly heavy breath would disturb his master, and she would fly away.

"What, don't you know the teacher?" Zixian held back the sourness in his heart and looked at the two apprentices who were stunned with a smile.

"Master!" Qu Yi called, and suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed uprightly, "Disciple Qu Yi, meet Master!" ”

The dumb aunt also bowed, and when she raised her head, her eyes were full of crystal.

Zhao Xiyu and the three of them also hurriedly saluted Zixian, and said in unison: "Meet the master!" ”

Zixian walked over and helped the two apprentices up with his own hands: "Good apprentice, get up quickly." Yu'er, get up too. ”

It's still the appearance in the memory, the tone in the memory, and the bearing in the memory, so gentle, so reassuring.

The dumb aunt's tears burst out, and she couldn't care about anything, so she threw herself into Zixian's arms and hugged the figure that she thought about day and night.

The warm and real touch reaffirmed that she wasn't dreaming this time. Master, she's really back.

The cold aroma lingers on the nose, real and like a world away.

The dumb aunt wanted to call out to Master, but she couldn't shout, so she could only vent her emotions with tears, and smeared her tears on Zixian's white clothes like coquettishness.

Zixian's heart was soft, she gently hugged her with one hand, caressed the back of the dumb aunt with the other hand, and comforted her softly: "The dumb aunt is not crying, the master is back, don't cry, be ......"

"Master, in the past three years, Senior Sister and I have missed you so much......" Qu Yi's voice was difficult and low, with a hint of suppressed trembling.

"Master misses you too." Zixian stretched out his hand and patted Qu Yi's shoulder, "Yi'er is taller and stronger, and his cultivation is more refined, so he is very happy for his teacher." ”

Hearing this, Qu Yi sniffed, and a joyful smile finally bloomed on his originally sad and aggrieved face: "Of course, Yi'er hasn't interrupted his cultivation for a day." Look, Master, look at my hands. ”

I saw that on the slender and white hands, there were thin calluses one by one, which at first glance were left by frequent sword practice.

Hearing this, the dumb aunt raised her head from Zixian's arms and glanced at Qu Yi with disdain. Then he held out his hand.

The fingers of the dumb aunt are smooth and soft, and there is no scratches that are characteristic of people who practice the piano all year round.

"Senior sister, you are lazy, and you dare to let the master see it!" Qu Yi was not convinced by the airway.

The dumb aunt snorted coldly, and the blue light of the Northern Darkness True Qi poured out from her fingers, forming a protective light shield.

Zixian's heart was shocked. The dumb aunt's body protection true qi has been practiced so powerfully? Not only did it condense into a physical entity, but it seemed to be ...... Have you been able to retract and release freely?

I think that at the beginning, when I first accepted Master Dugu's Northern Darkness True Qi, I didn't manage it freely. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been misunderstood by the master, and he was beaten in the end......

Zixian didn't know that the true qi passed on to him by others was naturally not as easy to control as the one he had practiced, but he was not good at learning the arts.

Qu Yi's face was red and white for a while, so he had to smile embarrassedly: "Senior sister is amazing, junior brother is willing to bow down." ”

The dumb aunt raised her head, glanced at Qu Yi arrogantly, and enjoyed the worship of her junior brother peacefully.

Zixian watched the interaction between the two apprentices amusedly, touched the head of the dumb aunt and said, "The dumb aunt is so good, she is already so powerful." When you return to the sect, how about Master give you a reward? ”

As soon as the dumb aunt heard that the master was going to reward her, she also became happy, and her heart was full of expectations.

Ju Jian took advantage of everyone's inattention, pulled up the lost bamboo sword and ran out of the woods.

He ran too fast, coupled with a series of accidents in the past half a day, which had already set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and no matter how calm he was, he couldn't do it as usual.

His legs trembled so much that he didn't listen to himself, and the solid dirt under his feet seemed to turn into cotton. He staggered a hundred paces and almost fell four times.

Zixian naturally noticed it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but he didn't rush to chase it.

When Ju Jian ran a hundred steps away, Zixian said to the two apprentices: "Master has recently developed a kung fu called the Six Veins Divine Sword, you are optimistic." ”

Under the curious gaze of the dumb aunt and Qu Yi, Zixian's right index finger was a little far away, and Shang Yang's sword qi came out, and with a "whoosh" shot through the calf of Ju Jian, who was desperately running forward.

Ju Jian screamed, his body shook and fell to the ground, holding his calf and wailing.

"This?!" Qu Yi's eyes widened in shock, "Could this be the legendary immortal art?" ”

Zixian smiled faintly and said, "This is not an immortal technique, but a kind of sword qi kung fu." As long as you work hard to cultivate, when you are strong enough, Master will pass on this six-vein divine sword to you. ”

The dumb aunt nodded happily, but Qu Yi was not happy, and said coquettishly: "The apprentice wants to learn now, master, do you teach me well, is it good or not, is it good or ......not?"

Zixian knocked Qu Yi's head and said with a smile: "You bad, when did the master hide his secrets?" When you can practice, it will naturally be passed on to you. ”

There are not a few people with strong martial arts on the rivers and lakes, but for so many years, only Zixian can release sword qi with his bare hands.

Three years ago, although the master of the Tang Sect had performed a kung fu called "Qi Sword Finger", that Qi Sword Finger was to introduce true qi into the body, and then throw it out with a hidden weapon technique, which was not real sword qi at all.

In fact, this way of releasing sword qi, Zixian had already done it when he was fourteen years old.

At that time, Zixian heard that Zixian and Murong Xingyun were dead, and under the anger of his heart, Zhenyuan ran around, destroying the meridians, but by mistake opened up some meridians that had not been developed by his predecessors, and in this way, he released the first sword qi in history that could be lethal without the help of a sword, and beat Chu Feng, who had been rescued, half to death.

The reason why only Zixian released sword qi with her bare hands was, in the final analysis, because her meridians had been forged by Zhenyuan.

If it was someone else, not to mention that the bit of true qi in the meridians was not enough to condense into sword qi, even if it was condensed, the fragile meridians would not be able to withstand the impact of the sword qi at all.

At present, Quyi belongs to the latter situation. Although his internal strength is also quite deep, and he can barely condense sword qi, he does not have such a strong meridian as Zixian. If you have to forcibly cultivate the Six-Vein Divine Sword, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Before he was absolutely sure, Zixian would never joke with the lives of his apprentices.