The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each side.
Xiang Shen didn't know that the culprit who poisoned Si Wuyue was not executed until ten years later. She lived in seclusion at Wanjianmen and devoted herself to training, spending a rare and peaceful time since time travel.
Seven days later, on a stone ground in the center of the cliff pool, the last handful of wet mud was smeared on Jian Jue's disgraced face, embedded with wooden boards, and then tied tightly with finger-thick straw ropes.
He let go of his hand and sat down on the ground, looking at the square, flat wooden house in front of him. He was so tired that he could hardly open his eyes, but a sense of accomplishment arose in his heart.
He did it!
He really built a house that met the requirements of the master in seven days.
"senior!"
He didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood up and shouted, "I have completed the agreement, and I would like to ask seniors to review it."
Since yesterday I found out that Xiang Jianjue was about to be completed, Xiang Shu came over to watch over it early in the morning. When he heard the young man's voice, he couldn't help but smile slightly. He flicked out a wisp of sword wind with his fingers, carrying a trace of the Four Extremes Forbidden City and floating down the cliff.
The next moment, golden characters appeared in front of Xiang Jianjue.
"Sword practice!"
Xiang Jianjue's pupils shrank, he was overjoyed, and he immediately took out the spiritual sword from the storage ring.
With the spirit sword in hand, he was about to start, but his movements stopped and he said blankly: "Senior, what are you practicing?"
"Practice with your heart."
"If you dare to hesitate even a moment when drawing your sword in the future, don't say that I have done this to you. I cannot afford to disgrace this person."
Xiang Jianjue glanced at the golden characters and gritted his teeth. Before his thoughts could be sorted out, his body moved first.
Uh-huh!
The sword broke through the air. This sword was connected with the introductory swordsmanship he first learned when he was young. He was most familiar with it and used it subconsciously.
I haven't practiced sword practice for ten days, so I was still unfamiliar with Xiang Jian Jue for a while, but it didn't take long for the sword in my hand to become smoother and more coherent, and it soon surpassed the original level.
Xiang Jianjue felt so happy at this moment that he couldn't help but roar, and the sword in his hand changed again.
If it was like a cool breeze blowing on his face before, now his swordsmanship is like a violent wind and rain, fierce and dense.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The sword wind blew wildly, causing flying sand and rocks. Even the pond water was shaking faintly, and water droplets crossed the river as the spiritual sword danced.
If Xiang Jianjue were awake at this moment, he would definitely find that this was a vision he had never seen before when he was practicing his sword.
Xiang Shu stood on the cliff with his hands behind his hands and lowered his eyes with relish.
The sword madman back then taught her how to raise a sword. He only talked about it but did not practice it. He could bring her into enlightenment with just a few words. That was a state that she could not yet reach.
Today was the first time she watched a sword practice, which was quite interesting.
Such dedicated sword practice lasted less than a cup of tea when Xiang Shu discovered that Xiang Jian Jue's sword had slowed down.
Amid the heavy breathing, the strength of the sword was rapidly weakening and gradually weakened.
If this continues, I am afraid that I will miss the perfect opportunity to break through the sword realm.
Also, after ten days of hard work without a good rest, it is extremely difficult to be able to hold on until now.
The impatience in his heart was almost worn away, and it was time for him to have a good sleep before practicing his sword.
But having said that, this is also the first time she has given guidance to her juniors, so some omissions are understandable.
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu shook his head slightly.
"That's all, just think of it as compensation."
The young woman's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Xiang Jianjue was shocked. His movements were stagnant at first, and then he heard a sword roar, and the spiritual sword in his hand started to move involuntarily.
The power of the sword became more isolated, domineeringly driving his own sword power to gather in his heart, and suddenly rushed towards the unknown.
puff!
The bottleneck was like a piece of paper being punctured, and a huge impact came back. Xiang Jianjue was shaken all over. He raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground.
Xiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, took one step forward, and instantly crossed a mountain-high distance to Xiang Jianjue's side.
She leaned over to investigate and suddenly frowned.
This little impact actually caused damage to the heart.
Is this kid too physically weak, or is her standard too high?
If I had known earlier, it would be better not to take action, which would be troublesome.
Shaking his head slightly, Xiang Shu took out a little Yuanquan and poured it into Xiang Jianjue's mouth. He waited for a while and then checked it. After seeing that his injury had healed, he casually put up a protective barrier and immediately turned around and left.
I was delayed here for two hours in the morning, and I don’t know if I can finish today’s book...
A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Jianjue woke up slowly as he listened to the figure of the river flowing in his ears.
He opened his eyes and saw the blue sky and white sun. The sunlight was a bit dazzling. He subconsciously blocked his sight, and his memory quickly returned as he woke up.
He remembered what happened before he fell into coma, and immediately sat up with excitement.
Seeing the bloodstains and protective barrier at his feet, he looked to Jian Jue to sense himself, but there were no signs of injury, and he even felt lighter than before.
After he fell into coma, the senior master showed up to help him heal his injuries?
Xiang Jianjue slowly tightened his grip on his sword. The senior is actually a female cultivator, a female swords cultivator like senior Yu Ji...
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly stood up and struck out with a sword. Before his true energy moved, the sword body first overflowed with a white light and shattered when it hit the stone wall, leaving a sword mark three inches deep.
Seeing this sword mark, Xiang Jianjue was ecstatic. He took a deep breath to suppress his excitement, but in the end he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
The boy's laughter scared away a flock of birds, echoing in the forest, full of vitality.
After a long time, Xiang Jianjue calmed down, stopped laughing, and returned to his usual calm expression. However, there was no more sadness between his brows, but a little more openness.
He really met a noble person.
The senior master is not only a sword cultivator who has mastered the sword's will, but also has a vicious vision and special methods when teaching his disciples.
He had been practicing hard for two years but could not break through the bottleneck. After only ten days of training under the guidance of an expert, he was able to successfully break through the mastery level.
Recalling that at the beginning, he was full of resentment and spoke harshly to his seniors, Xiang Jian was not only ashamed.
This time, he was really convinced.
I just don’t know, what is the “compensation” mentioned by the seniors?
"Senior, are you there?"
He shouted to Jian Jue and stared at the empty space in front of him, but he didn't see the golden characters appear for a long time.
When Xiang Jianjue saw the protective barrier earlier, he knew that the senior was probably gone. At this moment, he didn't feel surprised, but just a little disappointed.
Senior often shows his handwriting in the evening. Wait until then to apologize and thank him.
He put away his spiritual sword, looked back at the wooden house in the center of the pool, then turned around and headed back to Yunlong Peak, preparing to come back in the evening.
But who would have thought that just when he returned to his small courtyard, he saw his senior brother Aomori waiting in front of the door, his eyebrows full of anxiety.
Xiang Jianjue's heart skipped a beat and he quickly walked over, "Senior Brother Qing, what happened?"
Aomori was shocked when he saw Xiang Jianjue's beggar-like dignity: "Junior brother, why are you in such a mess?"
"It doesn't matter, it's caused by cultivation, I have no serious problems."
Explaining to Jianjue, he was about to tell the good news about the breakthrough, but was blocked by Aomori.
"Come down the mountain with me!"
Aomori picked up Xiang Jianjue and walked down the mountain. As he walked, he said: "A strange place has appeared! In the village closest to us at the bottom of the mountain, senior brother has been trapped for two days and two nights."
Strange place? !
Xiang Jianjue's mind was shaken, and the horrific memories buried in his heart immediately came to mind, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Little junior brother!"
Aomori shouted back to Xiang Jianjue's deep thoughts, and said in a solemn tone: "You are the only survivor of that Guidi. In the entire Wanjian Sect, you are the only one who still has some understanding of Guidi."
Xiang Jianjue took a deep breath and his eyes became determined, "Senior brother, I know. How is the matter? Has anyone from Incense Palace arrived?"
"not yet."
Aomori's eyes were a bit gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "More than a year ago, Senior Brother killed someone in a mortal village.
A disciple of the Incense Hall who secretly refined the statue of Shen Ji. Their delay in coming today must be because he has a grudge and did it on purpose. "
Xiang Jian Jue fiercely clenched his fist and said in a deep voice: "It's not too late. At the beginning, the strange land will only expand and spread wantonly. It is not particularly dangerous. It has only been two days now, and senior brother is definitely still alive."
When Aomori heard this, he immediately seemed to have taken a reassurance. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The sect master and the elders have gone and are waiting for you outside Guidi."
"Um!"
After giving a heavy response to Jian Jue, the two of them came to the cliff, waved their sleeves and threw out the spirit sword. Their feet landed on the sword body, and it instantly turned into two streams of light and disappeared into the sky.
At the same moment, Xiang Shen, who was reading in the Sutra Pavilion, suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction where Xiang Jian Jue was flying, and frowned slightly.
She knew that Wanjianmen had been protecting Xiang Jianjue, allowing him to practice in the sect for two more years, and then go out to practice when his cultivation level had improved further.
Today, they sent him out uncharacteristically. Why is it that the underworld demon can't control it?
The thought flashed across his mind, and he raised his eyebrows at Shu, then lowered his head and continued reading as if nothing had happened.
One day passed like this.
Dangdang——
The bell for closing the pavilion rang, and the disciples came out of the pavilion in an orderly manner. During this period, they whispered, vaguely mentioning the words "treacherous place" and "danger", but the words were unclear.
Xiang Shen listened for a while and didn't care much. He was about to go to the water pool to practice again, but he saw the girl who lived in the courtyard next to her from Yunlong Peak hurriedly ran over and shouted anxiously: "Little junior sister, go back quickly. Look, your mother-in-law fainted!"
Xiang Shen's complexion changed slightly, and without saying a word, he dashed towards Yunlong Peak.
The girl's eyes only felt blurry, and the little junior sister who was in front of her just now disappeared, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
"What kind of cultivation does the little junior sister have that her body skills are so powerful?"
A white light came from in front of the small courtyard and stopped abruptly at the door.
The white light dissipated, revealing Xiang Shen's figure. Her spiritual consciousness scanned the situation in the room. She pursed her lips and pushed the door open.
"Fifth Elder, how is my mother?"
Hearing the sudden sound, the fifth elder was startled. He turned around and saw Xiang Shen, and his shock subsided slightly.
Was he too focused on diagnosing the pulse just now? No one was found approaching the small courtyard.
Without thinking much, the fifth elder looked at Xiang Shu, feeling a little heartbroken. He softened his tone and said, "Come here and talk to your mother."
Seeing that he was avoiding answering, her heart sank slightly. She took three steps at a time and came to the bedside. She grabbed Luo Qingyun's hand and penetrated her spiritual sense.
A cold look immediately appeared in her eyes.
