It’s Not Easy Being a Master

I was in retreat in a secret place for half a year, and it was inexplicable that it was blocked by someone when it came out.

Shen Zhixian flicked his sleeves at will, and the invisible vigor smashed the young men's swords, knocking them together.

The teenagers were forced to take several steps back and forth, and spread a little around to avoid the tragedy of accidental injuries.

Shen Zhixian casually froze his sleeves: "Speak well, I don't like to be pointed at by a sword."

The teenagers apparently did not expect their opponents to be so powerful, and after embarrassingly holding their figures, they dared not take it lightly anymore. They came around carefully and looked at the two with vigilance.

The blue-eyed boy with his sword pointed towards the ground obliquely, his eyes glanced over Shen Zhixian, and the target clearly looked at Yan Jin: "Are you Yan Jin?"

Yan Jin calmly said, "Yes."

The young man insisted: "That's right. You have been in trouble for most of the past six months, causing countless harms and committing anger. You can find us today. If you still have a conscience, you will be arrested ..."

Shen Zhixian: "?????"

Wait, what the hell, they have been cultivating hard in the secret environment during the past six months. Who are they?

He interrupted the young man's words sharply, his chin raised slightly towards Yan Jin, wondering: "He? Are you sure?"

This group of teenagers did not seem to be sixteen or seventeen years old. For the first time, they saw the legendary villain who kills without blinking. Although there are many people, they are still nervous.

Because of this tension, the boy in blue couldn't help but be suppressed a bit in front of the calm Shen Zhixian. When Shen Zhixian asked a question, he took a sip, and looked at Yan Jin subconsciously again, then he was sure: . "

He took a deep breath and counted Yan Jin's crimes without a pause: "Five months ago, one villager in Northwest China killed a villager and one girl in Pinghe Town ... three months ago, Yunxiao was killed A young disciple ... "

There are dozens of human lives, many of them disciples of the Immortal Sect.

After the young boy in blue was silent, everyone looked at each other for a while. Shen Zhixian returned to God first and asked slowly: "You mean, someone who looks exactly like him is harming people everywhere?"

Boy in blue: "Yes ... no, what do you mean by this, the same person? Do you want to deny it?"

Shen Zhixian frowned slowly.

Why is this scene so familiar?

He almost instantly remembered the countless "Yan Jin" in the mysterious realm before, which was an illusion fabricated by the secret realm to coax him to stay, but now the secret realm has completely disappeared, and where there are so many "Yan Jin"?

Seeing that they had nothing to say, the teenagers thought they were undeniable, and they wanted to be around again.

Shen Zhixian said: "It's true, we spent a little half a year in the secret realm. We didn't know much about the outside world and talked to us carefully. What is going on?"

The blue boy hesitated: "This ..."

Shen Zhixian had a gentle temperament, and it didn't look like he was lying when he looked at it. The teenagers looked at him sincerely and seemed to really know nothing. The original firm mind was a little shaken.

"Brother Yuan shouldn't believe him! That Yan Jin's evil behavior for a long time must be a treacherous and cunning man. I'm afraid it's not what he's doing!"

Another skinny boy hesitated to see everyone, his wrists shook, he pulled a sword flower, pointed straight at Yan Jin, and hated: "I hate innocent people most in my life. Others believe that you speak rhetoric, I do not believe it!"

Obviously, the status of skinny teenagers in this small group is not low. As he said, the other teenagers have shaken again.

The blue boy raised his hand to stop their movements. He wanted more. They had never actually seen Yan Jin's killing in person. Everything was just an hearsay. He listened to many prestigious Xianxiu seniors all the way. Looking at the illusion stone that holds Yan Jin's appearance, they unknowingly believed ...

-Wait, someone has seen Yan Jin kill!

He turned to look at the boy on the edge: "Brother Grandma, that night, two months ago, you accidentally bumped into the scene where Yan Jin killed the people in the town. Do you recognize him?"

Grandma was a slightly fat-looking disciple. His courage seemed a bit small. He was named with a chill. When asked what was happening that night, he was chilling again, stuttering: "I, he ... ... Okay, it looks like ... "

God knew that night was simply his nightmare for the past two months! He just got up at night to go to a small solution. Who knew that he just hit the killing scene, and the killing was ignored. The murderer instantly sucked everyone into a dead body ... Ahhh, terrible!

He was notoriously timid in the door of the division, and suddenly saw such scenes in the thick sleepiness, and the whole person was frightened. It was not until the murderer dropped the corpse and disappeared invisible that he reacted, and the fart rolled out. Shouted to the door.

He didn't see exactly what the murderer looked like, only vaguely seeing whether it was a man in black or the second day when the elder Xianxiu surveyed the site and asserted that it was Yan Jin's act, he knew he had run into it Who.

The blue boy saw him vague, and pursed his lips, some hated iron and made no steel, and some helpless.

Shen Zhixian saw this and took the opportunity to ask: "The person you are talking about is dressed, what are the weapons, are you alone, have you said nothing, who judged Yan Jin as the murderer, and how to judge, What evidence ... "

He asked many questions in succession, the boy in blue opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

Shen Zhixian looked at their speechless appearance and understood what was going on. He smiled and groaned: "Young people must understand the right and wrong, don't let others go, the rumors are fierce, and you shouldn't be fooled by tigers. We have more important things to do. You must make your way. "

However, the boy in the blue suit held the handle of the sword tightly and tightly, and eventually refused to let them go: "Who are you? Qing Yunzong has ordered widely, asking Yan Jin to go back and find out what happened and return it to everyone as soon as possible. It is fair. If you say innocent, you might as well go with us to Qing Yunzong and let the predecessors identify the truth. "

...

After several negotiations, Shen Zhixian and the two finally agreed to travel with a group of teenagers to Qing Yunzong.

In fact, it ’s easy to get away with them both, but it ’s a little strange. Listening to the teenager ’s meaning, it seems to have caused a lot of sensation outside, even Qing Yunzong issued an emergency chase, asking Yan Jin Go back immediately.

Shen Zhixian was also willing to go with them for consideration. These young teenagers are disciples who came out of the Xiuxian Xiaozong door. They are of very young age, full of chivalry and justice, punishing evil and promoting good, and are not deeply involved in the world. Many, Shen Zhixian intends to find out a little from them.

He has a gentle appearance and a gentle attitude, and it is easy to let people down. He also has some skills in speaking. Several youngsters are unaware of the hidden traps. He walked with them for half a day, except for the skinny youth who admits that he hates innocent killing. Without saying a word, they were deeply guarded, and the attitudes of the other disciples were softened a lot.

Shen Zhi communicated like a string inadvertently.

About half a year ago, a man in black who had exactly the same birth as Yan Jin began to mess around and killed many innocent people.

At first, no one cared. After all, ordinary people died, and they could not afford any waves. Until then, five or six disciples of Xiuxian Xiaozongmen died.

The matter started immediately. The Xiaozongmen suddenly lost a few excellent disciples, and was furious, asking for the killer in reward.

I don't know who it was, and he recognized that it was Yan Jin, an elder disciple of Qing Yunzong, and he didn't give a reward, so he roared so quietly and disappeared.

At first it was said that he was a disciple of Qing Yunzong, and everyone was unbelieving. After all, Qing Yunzong was quite famous in the Xiuxian realm, and he was one of the best gates. How could such a disciple be taught?

However, there were several tragedies in the future. The piles and pieces all indicated that the same person had done it, and even more people spread the illusion stone of the murderer.

The illusion stone can record a short real picture, and it records the appearance of the murderer-black clothes, sword, cold look, exactly the same as the portrait of Yan Jin from the Qing Yunzong.

This can not be tolerated by everyone, the victims Zongmen, the people who saw the injustice, watching the lively people, rushed to Qing Yunzong, and asked Qing Yunzong to give an explanation.

However, Yan Jin had gone out for a long time, and Shen Zhixian could not stay in retreat for a long time. After Song Yang had no choice but to discuss with several other elders, he issued an emergency chase and asked Yan Jin to come back quickly to find out the truth and give everyone a statement.

All these things are frustrating.

In fact, the young people were initially suspicious of this matter, but they couldn't bear the decisive words of the predecessors of Xianxiu, and they saw the so-called illusion stone, and then they gradually affirmed this statement.

But now Shen Zhixian was asked in a series, and the teenagers felt hesitant and hesitated again.

Yu Yuan briefly discussed with his brothers and sisters, and felt that they couldn't solve the problem best by themselves. So he decided to send them back to Qing Yunzong for the elders to deal with.

The teenager eagerly wanted to know the truth, and has been on his way these days. Shen Zhixian followed them on the bright side, but secretly pondered other thoughts.

Today, when the night was dark, all the people stopped. However, there is no village and no store in front of it. There are no small towns and villages that can settle in. There is no choice but to rest in a forest.

Of course, each of them had their own dinner. The teenagers were eating dry food. Yan Jin caught her hands and caught a passing hare, roasted it silently, and tore off the fattest part for Shen Zhixian to eat.

The teenagers were not far away from them, so tightly scented by the scent that they couldn't help looking at the two of them and stopped talking.

However, Shen Zhixian came up with a bad taste, only to ignore it. He and Yan Jin ate the little hare, and said quietly, "Don't rush back, let Song Yan have a headache. Let's figure it out ourselves."

Song Ye may be good for the ancestors, but he will never be good to them both. He has a lot of mysteries on his body. Shen Zhixian hasn't figured it out. He ca n’t believe him completely. Who knows What kind of movements can you take advantage of?

Yan Jin made a noise, and saw that his lips were stained with oil, and wiped them with a papa.

Shen Zhixian filled her belly with the vague and resentful gaze of the teenagers, turning her neck, smiling and groaning, "Sleepy."

Yan Jin silently cleaned up the mess, applied cleansing techniques to simply clean up the two, and Shen Zhixian leaned familiarly on him and closed his eyes for a rest. Yan Jin circled him, and closed his eyes freely, regardless of the vague and curious eyes of the teenagers.

The night was dark. Seeing that the two had no intention of vigil, the blue-eyed boy named Yu Yuan frowned and arranged for several vigils to rotate, saying: "Watch them carefully, don't go wrong."

Several teenagers answered. One of them looked at the two people who described him as intimate, and was a little curious: "What is the relationship between them, it is really good to see the relationship."

Although the white-clad man named Suijian said that they were brothers, who was so close? But he saw the meat that Yan Jin had bitten at the age of his own eyes, and eaten it without disappointment.

"Who knows." The teenagers were full of energy and had not been sleepy. Someone started, and said a few words, and got together to start a quiet discussion. The topic was nothing more than the two over there.

Although their voices were small, they fell into Shen Zhixian's ears, but they were very clear. Shen Zhixian didn't mind their guessing about the relationship between the two, but he was so sleepy that he got up a bit and couldn't sleep, and sighed without opening his eyes: "Young man, really energetic."

Yan Jin moved slightly, allowing Shen Zhixuan to adjust a more comfortable posture.

Shen Zhixian leaned on his shoulders, and the next moment, a warm palm covered his ears, blocking him from the buzz of a group of bees over there.

My ears were quiet for a moment.

Shen Zhixian smiled with satisfaction and leaned on Yan Jin to fall asleep comfortably.

The teenagers who have been watching over there: "..."

The discussion was silent for a moment, and before they had time to sigh, they saw Yan Jin looking coldly.

Their eyes were cold like ice shuttles, and they pierced on them.

The mouths of the teenagers who were about to open their mouths closed immediately, but felt the bitter chill suddenly, as if sent from the heart, so that they could not help but take a nap.

Seeing that they were finally quiet, Yan Jin looked back.

The newly thawed teenagers closed their mouths and were so frozen, they also lost their minds to continue the discussion, and sat quietly dispersed, the vigil vigil, the meditation rest meditation rest.

There was a moment of silence, and it was like this. After half an hour, the boy named Ah was suddenly stood up, scratched his head in embarrassment, and whispered, "I, I am in a hurry ..."

Yu Yuan was the vigil in the middle of the night, and he nodded and said "Be careful", and watched the grandma rush away.

There was no danger in these four weeks, Yu Yuan didn't take his mind too much, and quickly recovered his sight.

When Grandma went there, she went for two quarters of an hour. When she returned, her face was pale, her steps were a bit futile, and she saw Yu Yuan frown. He quickly said, "Maybe I have been eating dry food for two days. ... squatting ... "

He scratched his head in shame and gave a smirk.

Yu Yuan frowned and looked at him for a while, vaguely felt that something was strange, but he didn't realize what was wrong for a while, and he whispered: "Then you meditate and rest for a while. I'll spend the night for you."

Grandma answered gratefully, and soon returned to her original position, meditating with her eyes closed, and looked the same as before.

It passed so quietly all night.

The next day was still a hurry.

Several teenagers, including Yu Yuan, were too young and inexperienced. They had not seen anything wrong with them for a few days. They had never seen Yan Jin's harm in person. The original tight nerves were relaxed, and only the thin young Lin Qin at the beginning was always very alert to the two.

When the young boy saw him, he always kept his face cold and whispered to him: "They don't seem to be hostile, maybe there is a hidden feeling. When we look back, we go to Qingyunzong ..."

"Human heart can't be separated from the belly." Lin Qin interrupted his words coldly, glanced at Yan Jin, and did not suppress his suspicion at all, pointing out: "Don't take it lightly, lest you suffer. "

The young man touched a nail, and suddenly answered, a little disapproved, stopped talking to him, and instead reached out and dragged the next grandma: "Hey, Brother Grandma, you say it again that night What is it like? "

Grandma has been silent since this morning, only walking silently, at this time was dragged, slowly turned her head to look at the boy, the face pale as snow, startled the boy.

"Brother Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma's face was completely bloodless. Two black eyes rolled around, and she slowly said, "I'm fine, but I just broke my stomach yesterday."

The young man heard that he just ate a bad stomach, was relieved, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "But it still holds up, can I help you?"

"It's much better." Grandma shook her head, passed her hand, and put it on the young man's hand. "You want to hear what happened that night?"

"Well. If you're uncomfortable, don't say it first." The boy carefully looked at his face, a little worried, "Your hands are cold."

"I'm okay ..." Grandma grinned, showing a smile, his face was too pale, his smile did not have the usual vitality, but it was a bit soggy, the boy somehow suddenly felt cold, his heart passed Without knowing anything, it seemed that something terrible was going to happen.

He settled down, and when he looked at Grandma again, there was nothing wrong, everything was normal.

"I actually saw how the man in black was hurting ..." Ah Yi said dumbly.

He had never said this before, and suddenly the teenagers turned to look at him in suspicion. Yu Yuan asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you say that you were scared, and the surroundings were too dark, did you not see anything clearly? "

Grandma shook her head, did not answer Yu Yuan's question, and continued: "The man in black twisted his neck, then raised his hand, and suddenly passed through the man's chest ..." He gasped. Breath, "Then the man was drained ..."

"hand?!"

"That wound was made by hand?"

The sound of chills and gurgling down again and again is a new message. The blood and gas of the man who died that day were all sucked clean, and a big hole in his chest was broken. Failed to tell what kind of weapon was injured. The murderer was ... killed by hand?

The teenager who supported Amanda couldn't believe it: "How can this be done?"

"What can't be done, do you want to try it?" Grandma tilted her head and looked at the boy, smiling faintly, as if asking him if he wanted to drink water casually.

The boy froze, "what to try--"

His words didn't finish, because the next moment he felt his wrists were pinched tightly by his grandmother, as if fastened by cold iron pliers, and then his chest was cold.

Something went through his chest.

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