You cultivate immortality, I cultivate merit

Chapter 112 Collection

Shi Zelan muttered: "Master, I am not a playful person."

Shi Xiaoliu looked at their master and apprentice with envy. He did not dare to speak so casually in front of his master.

Master Shanzheng looked at her: "You are just a bit playful at your age, so I won't restrict you too much."

Shi Zelan narrowed his eyes with a smile. Master Shanzheng looked at the smile in her eyes, and his mood became happy. Sure enough, the more he raised children, the more reluctant he would be to wrong her.

They stopped at the top of the waterfall peak. Shan Zhengzhen took a breath and followed Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan to the waterfall on the mountain.

Shi Xiaoliu rushed into the waterfall to practice his sword, while Shi Zelan practiced the Evergreen Technique on the side.

Master Shan Zheng took out the tea set and sat on a big stone to make tea and drink it.

Shi Xiaoliu was focused on swinging his sword over and over again. Master Shan Zheng looked up at him from time to time, and then went to observe Shi Zelan on the side.

At this time, Shi Zelan finally practiced the Evergreen Technique smoothly. She listened to the sound of the waterfall and went through the moves again with her eyes closed.

Master Shanzheng looked proud after seeing this. Most people who knew about it thought that even if Shi Zelan had the opportunity to practice, her path would be very short and narrow.

Only Fengyuan Zhenjun and his disciples did not admit this evil, and their masters and disciples were very confident in Shi Zelan.

In the past few years, Shi Zelan has never let them down. Even when her cultivation was particularly difficult, she never flinched.

After Shi Zelan stopped her moves, she came to the side of Shanzheng Zhenren and said, "Master, do you feel that Xiaoliu's swordsmanship has improved a lot?"

Master Shanzheng nodded: "If he continues to practice swordsmanship like this, he should be able to develop his sword intent."

Shi Zelan laughed after hearing this and said, "Master, when he comes up later, I will go practice sword practice."

Before noon, Shi Xiaoliu sheathed his sword, while Shi Zelan rushed directly into Manmian to practice his sword.

After watching for a while, he said to Master Shanzheng: "Uncle Master, I think Sister Lan's swordsmanship is better than mine."

Master Shan Zheng smiled and said, "You just started practicing sword practice for a few days. She has been practicing sword practice for many years."

Shi Xiaoliu understood the meaning of Shanzheng Zhenren's words and said happily: "Uncle Master, do you think I can develop the sword's intention when I practice swords now?"

"Yes, hard work pays off, and you now have the shadow of Sword Intent."

"Uncle Master, I heard from Aunt Bachun that Sister Lan only practiced swordsmanship for a few days, and she already developed some swordsmanship."

"Well, I heard her uncle praise her when I came back."

"When will Sister Lan be able to develop a solid sword sense?"

"Wait, maybe it will take a long time, maybe she will realize the true meaning of the sword in the blink of an eye."

Shi Xiaoliu thought about it and it was the same thing. People who practiced cultivation should not be too impatient sometimes, otherwise they would easily go crazy if they were not careful.

At the time of application, Shi Zelan put away his sword and happily said to Master Shanzheng and Shi Xiaoliu: "Master, Xiaoliu, I have a great time practicing the sword this time."

Shi Xiaoliu looked at her: "You said similar things last time."

Shi Zelan smiled and nodded: "Yes, as long as I practice swordsmanship, I will be in a good mood."

"Didn't you tell me last time that you really like drawing talismans? When you draw talisman, you are particularly focused."

"Master, it's true. I really learned to love, to drill, and to learn."

When they returned to their residence, Shi Xiaoliu and Shi Zelan sat on the roof again. Master Shanzheng got up and went up to the roof, took out his flute and started playing.

At dusk, the clear sound of the flute is very intoxicating.

As the sky grew dark, Master Shanzheng put away his flute. With a flick of his hand, a pair of red lanterns under his eaves lit up.

Shi Zelan said to Master Shanzheng, "Master, I want to play the suona." Master Shanzheng took something out of his sleeve and threw it to Shi Zelan: "You are not allowed to blow it before I enter the room."

Shi Zelan's face was filled with joy after receiving the suona: "Thank you, Master, do you have another suona?"

After hearing Shi Zelan's words, Shi Xiaoliu also looked at Zhenzheng Shanzheng, and when he saw him reaching into his sleeves, Shi Xiaoliu's eyes were full of joy.

After Master Shanzheng threw a suona to Shi Xiaoliu, he said happily: "When I bought these things back then, everyone said I bought too much.

Fortunately, I bought more. After giving some away over the years, I still have three suonas left. "

"Master, how many suonas did you buy at one time?"

Shi Zelan couldn't help but asked curiously, and she even stretched out a hand to indicate a number.

Master Shan Zheng said with a smile: "I bought thirty suonas at one time."

Shi Zelan looked at him with admiration in his eyes: "Master, did you buy the store's inventory for one year?"

Master Shan Zheng held out two fingers: "The stocks of the two stores."

"Hahaha."

Shi Zelan laughed loudly, and Shi Xiaoliu covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to make any sound.

"When I was young, I thought it was not easy to go out, so I always had to bring some gifts back to the sect.

As a result, two or three years later, I learned that Master’s suona could be used as a magical instrument. The suona I gave him was placed in the main hall, and Master cherished it very much. "

After thinking about it carefully, Shi Zelan said to Master Shanzheng: "Master, I didn't see the suona in the main hall. Did Master hide the thing deep inside?"

"no.

Things in the secular world have been preserved for a hundred years, but they still cannot withstand the polishing of time, and they are worn away bit by bit. It seems that only the intact bracket of the suona is left.

Your master asked me for my opinion, and finally the thing melted into a sword. "

When he said that, he looked at Shi Zelan's sleeves, and Shi Zelan looked at the sleeves, and she even lifted her sleeves to smell them.

"Master, my clothes don't stink."

"I didn't talk about your clothes. I was talking to you about the sword."

Shi Zelan looked at him in surprise. After a breath, Shi Zelan said to Master Shan Zheng: "Master, I heard Master talk about famous swords in the lecture hall, but at this moment I only remember the Kunlun Sword.

Master, the best sword I have ever seen in my life is the sword given to me by my master. Do you want to see my sword? . "

Master Shanzheng shook his head: "The loud sound you make when swinging your sword may have something to do with the suona."

Shi Zelan took out the sword given by True Lord Fengyuan and held it in front of True Master Shanzheng: "Master, you can touch the sword and feel if there are any traces of Suona's presence."

Master Shan Zheng took the sword. After closing his eyes and feeling it for a while, he opened his eyes and returned the sword to Shi Zelan: "This sword has no connection with me."

"Oh, then when the master accepts his disciples, the master will give the disciple a sword, and the master will observe it carefully."

"Pfft, stop talking. If you keep talking, I will become a really petty person.

When we return to the sect, your master has not yet accepted his direct disciples. You can tell them your wish for a junior disciple. "

"Master, do you still want to recruit a smart disciple?"

"In the past few decades, I have been busy teaching you and improving my own cultivation. I have no spare time to accept another disciple."

(End of this chapter)