Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

"Give brother a chance, okay?"

He Lanze's eyes were sincere.

Ye Yunlan avoided looking at him, his gaze fell on Helanze's gray robe and the dirt on his clothes.

In the past two years, He Lanze has indeed changed a lot.

Without the arrogance and domineering of the past, he was humble and polite in front of the disciples of the lower generations, and was even more caring in front of him.

... and the sect elder brother in the memory of his previous life, they seem to be completely different people.

Ye Yunlan remembered that a long, long time ago, he had admired the opponent's swordsmanship, and had to bear the wind and snow waiting outside the opponent's residence, holding out a true heart that was not cold.

If it was the self at that time, facing such He Lanze, maybe...maybe accept it or maybe.

only.

"...It's too late," he said.

"Late?" He Lanze grabbed Ye Yunlan's words and twisted his eyebrows deeply. "How about brother? Late?"

Ye Yunlan was silent.

He Lanze couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but smile in his heart.

Since practicing, his talents have far surpassed those of the same age, and his practice went smoothly. He didn't encounter any setbacks, but Ye Yunlan was the only one who suffered from repeated setbacks.

His mind turned sharply, and he remembered a reason.

"Junior Brother, I know you said that you once had a Taoist couple. After the death of his immortal, he is still unforgettable."

He considered the language, "But the dead won't be resurrected. If your Taoist companion is still alive, you shouldn't? Want to watch? You are sad and lonely for this life because of him, and you even disregard your own life... "

"No," Ye Yunlan interrupted He Lanze's words, remembering the little tattoos that the man had branded on his back, and the whispers that held him in his arms, showing a little connivance and helplessness between his brows, and said: "He is a monopoly. The person is very domineering, even if he returns, he will not? May I forget him in the slightest."

... beasts.

He Lanze no longer knows how many times he secretly scolded Ye Yunlan's former Taoist couple in his heart, thought for a moment, and then said: "But brother, you were not yet crowned at that time, and you were still young. How can you know what love is? Maybe you will rely on it. Mistaking it for likes, treating pity and pet as affectionate, the various relationships between you and your Taoist couple may not be as you imagined."

He thought that what he said should be? He was touched by Ye Yunlan, but Ye Yunlan's brows were light, and he was silent for a moment. He nodded and said: "I really don't know what love is, and I might not know it in the future."

"...I only know that after he has gone away, in this vast world, I will never find anyone to accompany me to know each other."

That's it.

He Lanze was still unwilling, and subconsciously ignored the words behind Ye Yunlan, and said dumbly: "Junior brother, even though you say that you don't know about love... But senior brother really wants to teach? You know."

He looked at Ye Yunlan's pale face, unable to contain the pity and love in his heart. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch Ye Yunlan's cheek, but was avoided by Ye Yunlan sideways.

At the same time, a fierce sword spirit came from behind!

He Lanze hadn't reacted yet, that sword aura had cut through the back of his hand, and then plunged into the ground in front of him, smashing a very narrow but very deep gully.

Only then did he notice the pain.

After another breathing time, a line of blood slowly appeared on the back of his hand, and then a drop of blood tickled and rolled to the ground.

He Lanze was shocked.

The wound is not deep, and it is close to the knuckle veins, and it will almost abolish his right hand. It can be seen that the swordsman's control is so wonderful, and even he has never had an insight into the time to counterattack——Tianzongzhi In, is there still such a master of swordsmanship?

He Lanze turned around, and saw a black figure carrying a sword walking slowly along the path of the flower garden. In the backlight, only a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars were seen.

"Shen Shu, you are out."

But Ye Yunlan next to him spoke first.

Shen Shu walked over and said, "Master."

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly and looked at Shen Shu carefully.

Compared with two years ago, Shen Shu's figure is much taller. After standing straight, he already needs to look up slightly.

In addition, his body is round and powerful, his sword intent is condensed and ready to go, he clearly has successfully advanced to the Yuan Ying, standing next to him, there is a kind of pressure.

"How come out of the sword suddenly?" Ye Yunlan pointed out that he had acted improperly before.

It's just that there is not much in the language? It means to blame.

Shen Shu passed his lips and said, "I just advanced to the rank and have a great cultivation base. I can't help but want to try it with Uncle Helan."

He looked sideways at He Lanze again, and then said coldly: "I just saw Uncle Uncle, the sword intent is booming? I accidentally hurt Uncle Uncle, Uncle Uncle will? Mind you?"

He Lanze wiped the blood on the back of his right hand from his robe, his expression became a little dignified, and said: "I haven't seen it in two years, Master Shen's sword skills have improved a lot."

Shen Shu's dark eyes were deep, and it was difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger. He just raised the long sword in his hand, "Shen Shu, but please enlighten me?"

He Lanze glanced at Ye Yunlan and looked a little sad when he saw that Ye Yunlan had never reacted to what he had just said.

Turning his gaze back to Shen Shu, He Lanze wanted to express his anger by fighting against Shen Shu. The long sword in his hand was also unsheathed, and said: "Yes. But since the teacher nephew has already reached the rank of Nascent Soul, I will not ? Suppress and keep your hands."

Shen Shu said indifferently: "Uncle Master is free to let it go."

He Lanze's own cultivation base had already transformed into a **** as early as six years ago, and now it is in the middle stage of transforming into a god.

But He Lanze didn't want to lose in front of Ye Yunlan.

After all, two years ago, he fought Shen Shu under the condition of suppressing the cultivation base, and the two had already tied. Now that Shen Shu's swordsmanship has improved, He Lanze really has no confidence that he can win at the same level.

Is it just for Jian Xiu to lose confidence? He has already lost most of it.

But seeing the beginning of the battle, the two figures moved swiftly at the same time, and the long swords kept colliding, making clanking noises.

Amidst the splendid spiritual power, light and shadow, He Lanze, who had a higher cultivation base, clearly had the upper hand at the beginning.

It's just that as time passed, Shen Shu gradually peeped out the flaws in his swordsmanship, piercing each and every move from his critical flaws.

He Lanze had to return to the defense, but the initial offensive momentum was completely eliminated.

Then Shen Shu pressed on.

That swordsmanship is ghostly, precise, and awe-inspiring.

If Shen Shu used to take out his sword, he was like a hungry wolf who chose people and devoured his sword. Now he is a wolf king hidden in the dark night. His moves are casual, as if careless, but he is a hundred times more sinister than before!

Between the sword lights, He Lanze saw Shen Shu's eyes with a bit of contempt, but more often, he was indifferent.

After that, the light of the sword in Shen Shu's hand suddenly flourished, and the iron long sword in his hand struck him from an unavoidable place!

He Lanze suddenly realized that Shen Shu hadn't tried his best before!

The long sword in his hand was directly picked up, and the hot liquid on the left side of the neck was slowly flowing down.

And that mighty sword light still never stopped, flying behind him, about to pierce into the flower bed, but when it encountered a cluster of star flower petals, it dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and it never hurt the cluster of star flowers. .

——Sword skill like this.

He Lanze stood there in a daze for a long time, his expression even worse.

He did not immediately pick up the long sword on the ground, but sighed and said.

"Master nephew's swordsmanship can now be called Mahayana. Master... not as good as it."

Shen Shu took the sword into its sheath, and said, "If I hadn't been able to win without the advice of my uncle before," he said, "It's just that after today, I don't have to bother my uncle to come back to the mountain. Tried the sword with me."

He glanced at the flower gardens around him, and said: "Yes, I would also like to thank Uncle Uncle for organizing the flower gardens for me over the past two years, but now that I have left the customs, the job of organizing the flower gardens is naturally left to me. after all……"

He lifted his lips, with a smile, "I am the only disciple of Master."

In a few words, Shen Shu cut off all the reasons why He Lanze came to look for Ye Yunlan.

This kid...

He Lanze felt strange in his heart. Before he could think about it, he listened to Ye Yunlan's words: "Thank you, brother, for his guidance to Shen Shu over the years. Without the help of brother, Shen Shu's swordsmanship might not be so fast."

Although Ye Yunlan's voice was plain and without contempt, He Lanze still felt a little embarrassed.

Since he began to cultivate, he has never lost in front of his peers, but today he lost in the hands of juniors who have been younger than him for decades, or in front of his own master.

He didn't want to stay here anymore, and after leaving in a low voice, he picked up the long sword on the ground and hurriedly left, leaving a depressed back.

It's just that neither Ye Yunlan nor Shen Shu looked at him again.

The wind blew, and the sea of ​​flowers burst into microwaves.

Shen Shu turned around and looked at Ye Yunlan, his eyes deep.

Ye Yunlan narrowed his eyebrows, keenly aware that Shen Shu seemed to be different, but some stubborn areas were still the same as they were two years ago.

"It's noon." He looked away and said, "I have made some food, do you... want to come in to eat?"

Hearing this, Shen Shu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

——Is my own master actually able to cook? ?

Just after another thought, he just saw the spring scenery around him when he first left the customs, thinking that he was only in retreat for March, until he heard the dialogue between He Lanze and Ye Yunlan, did he realize that it was spring and autumn.

Two years is indeed too long.

If you eat bigu pill every day, the master will definitely be tired of eating too.

But... what his master can do, he is very curious.

So readily agreed: "Okay."

He licked his lips, "I didn't expect to be able to taste the master craftsmanship just after leaving the customs, this disciple is...you have a blessing?"

Ye Yunlan didn't seem to expect that he would? Say so, hesitating? What he wanted to say, pursed his lips for a moment, pushed open the door of the bamboo building and walked in.

Shen Shu walked into it closely, walked to the low table and sat down cross-legged, put the long sword beside him, and looked sideways at Ye Yunlan who was cooking in the back kitchen.

Ye Yunlan turned his back to him, rolled up his sleeves, and his long hair was loosely tied behind his head by a plain hair band.

He was born tall, but his figure was too slender, and his waist was narrow, as if the wind could blow.

Shen Shu guessed it? If he walked behind his master, he might be able to clenched the thin waist as long as he closed his palms.

He felt a little hot in his body, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

After a while, Shen Shu heard the sound of the iron pan being opened, and saw the steaming mist floating in the air. Then Ye Yunlan walked back here with two bamboo bowls, stepped onto the high wooden steps, bent over and put the two bowls down on the low table.

Shen Shu calmed down and saw that there were two **** of boiled noodles in the bamboo bowl, with a few water-boiled vegetables floating on it, and a bit of shredded cucumber.

It seems a bit vegetarian.

...Does the teacher like to be so vegetarian?

Ye Yunlan also sat opposite him at the moment, his rolled up sleeves were put down by him, and the ribbons he tied were also taken off by him, and a black hair was scattered behind him.

He picked up a bowl of noodle soup and took a sip with his head down.

Upon seeing this, Shen Shu also picked up the bamboo bowl and drank.

...A little salty.

He blinked, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, took a bite of the noodles in the bowl, um, it was overcooked, it was a bit sticky.

I took another bite with the water-cooked green vegetables. The inside was raw, not fully cooked, and even more muddy.

Only the cucumber shreds are refreshing and crisp, but...the cucumber shreds do not need to be cooked, but from the perspective of the appearance, the master's knife skills are quite good.

Shen Shu raised his eyes and saw that Ye Yunlan was still eating without a word? That bowl of plain noodles, with drooping eyebrows, pale complexion, and thin wrists as if they were broken when they were broken.

Ye Yunlan heard him stop and didn't raise his eyes. He only stirred the noodle soup in the bowl with bamboo chopsticks, and whispered.

"If you don't want to eat it, then just pour it. You have long been fasting, and eating all the food will cause the foulness of grains in your body, which is not worth it."

Shen Shu listened, but grabbed the bamboo chopsticks and pulled up the noodles in the bamboo bowl, took a big bite quickly, and said while eating: "Master? The noodles... are delicious, and I really like it."

What he said was not against his will?

Although he has been in retreat for only two years, countless years have passed in his memory.

At first, when he was struggling to survive in Demon Abyss, he didn't even talk about noodles, not even a mouthful of water.

His food is the smelly corpses and blood of those monsters.

After seeing the sky again, he was in the magic palace, although occasionally he would drink alcohol alone, but that was all.

No one knows that after cultivating the Nine-Ranking Heavenly Demon, his body is much different from ordinary people, and the same is true for his five senses.

Except for the taste of liquor and blood, he couldn't taste the taste of other things.

It's been a long time since he had eaten normal people's food.

Even though this bowl of noodles is a bit salty and sticky, and the leaves are a bit hard, in his perception today, he still undoubtedly cherishes delicacies.

What's more? Ye Yunlan made this bowl of noodles by himself.

Ye Yunlan didn't expect him to? Say that, and suddenly his ears are red, as if he can't believe it, he said suspiciously, "Really?"

Shen Shu buried his head in the noodles, gave a low laugh from his throat, quickly cleaned up the noodles in the bowl, and said, "Really."

He put down the empty bowl in his hand, then smiled lowly?

"... But since Tuer has left the customs this time, how can he continue to bother Master to do this cooking. From now on, it is up to Tuer to prepare food for Master."

He said, sitting cross-legged at the low table, watching Ye Yunlan slowly finish eating the noodles, and then took the two bamboo bowls and two pairs of bamboo chopsticks first, and went to the backyard to clean it.

Ye Yunlan called to him.

"Shen Shu, come to the study after you are finished, and have something for your teacher to give you."

Shen Shu said: "But the reward that the master said before the retreat?"

Ye Yunlan gave a faint "um".

He said: "I need to ask you a few more questions."

problem……

Shen Shu's footsteps stiffened, and he glanced inwardly at Yuan Ying in the heart of the palace, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

After cleaning the dishes, Shen Shu walked into the study.

Ye Yunlan was reading through an ancient book after sitting on the desk. Seeing him walk in, he said: "Come here."

Shen Shu walked to him and noticed that he had two long swords beside him.

A slender sword, with a crystal blue hilt and feather scales on it, was the shadow of Ye Yunlan's former sword.

On the other hand, the sheath of the other sword was pitch black, with a long and slender body, and the hilt was made of blood jade. Before this sword was out of its sheath, it was ready to emerge with fierce energy.

The two swords are placed side by side, and they seem to be extremely harmonious.

Shen Shu stared at the black scabbard with mysterious lines engraved on it. If he hadn’t known the meaning of these lines before, it’s just that when he was a demon lord, he had read all the demon sects to collect forbidden laws and secrets because of boringness. Knowing that this is an ancient divine writing, it does not refer to specific meanings in every word like the human writings, but it contains mysterious and mysterious powers, which are difficult for ordinary monks to learn, let alone combined and used in one place.

Ye Yunlan's effort was hard to describe to engrave these gods on the scabbard.

And the power of these divine texts is evolution and restoration.

This is a spirit sword that can grow and repair itself.

"The teacher once said that when you are successful in your cultivation, you will refine a sword for you."

Ye Yunlan said.

"This is a reward for your teacher to break through the Nascent Soul. You can draw your sword and watch it, and see if you like it."

Shen Shu held up the long sword, bowed slightly to Ye Yunlan first, then placed the long sword flat in front of him, and slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.

As the cold light of the sword was pulled out inch by inch, a clear sword sound accompanied.

The **** jade hilt is connected to the blade, and the clear light flows on it, reflecting Shen Shu's eyes.

"The main body of this sword is star meteorite iron, blended with blood jade profound crystals, quenched by sky-inducing thunder, ice soul condensed and stained, and it will be completed within a few months. It contains your essence and blood, and no one can use it except you."

"If you like it, you can take it back for the sacrifice exercise. After you succeed, this sword will become your life spirit sword, communicating with your heart and god, and you can cut the enemy thousands of miles away with the movement of your mind."

With Shen Shu's eyesight, it was natural to see that this spirit sword was of the top grade, much higher than the lack of shadow of the master's own natal spirit sword.

Although it is still not as good as the Demon Sword Shura that I got when I was a Demon Venerable, but that Demon Sword has been passed down for thousands of years after all, soaked in the killing thoughts of hundreds of millions of resentful souls, how can it be compared with a newly refined spirit sword .

What's more, with the help of the gods? As he improves his cultivation, this spirit sword may not be able to reach the height of the Shura sword in the future.

It's just that he doesn't know what exactly is it with Ye Yunlan's weak and sick body? It was difficult to refine this spirit sword.

He looked at Ye Yunlan's pale face, remembering that He Lanze had faintly mentioned that Ye Yunlan's physical injury could not be dragged, and he was worried.

But these things could not be shown in front of Ye Yunlan for the time being.

He retracted the sword into its scabbard and said.

"Thank you, Master, I like it very much."

Ye Yunlan: "You should give it a name."

Shen Shu pondered for a long while, his eyes fell on the table and the shadow sword was missing, and he suddenly curled his lips and said.

"It is said that when the star's meteorite iron comes to the world from outside the domain, it is like a meteor rustling, and the afterglow shines into the sky. This sword is made of the star's meteorite iron, otherwise call it afterglow."

Ye Yunlan didn't notice his secret thoughts, and only said: "The residual light... is a good name."

Shen Shuxin turned around and said, "Then... Did the disciples take the Remnant Light Sword back to the sacrifice?"

"Hold on." Ye Yunlan called to him, "There is one more thing."

He took out a green bead from the drawer and put it on the table, "You should remember this thing."

Shen Shu looked down at the ball.

Of course he remembers.

Back then, Liu Qing relied on this thing to forcibly bring him back to Tianzong and locked him in the medicine room as a pig and dog. "When my teacher saved you back then, I promised you that if you can hold your original mind after your Nascent Soul, if you don't enter the devil's way, the teacher will return this thing to you."

Ye Yunlan pushed the ball forward, "take it."

Shen Shu didn't immediately move the puppet bead on the table, but said: "Master, you are not afraid that the disciple will fall into the magical way after obtaining this bead, and it will be a disaster for the world?"

He did not say false.

After possessing the memory of the Demon Venerable, he could indeed enter the Demon Dao within a single thought. The cultivation of the Nine-turned Heavenly Demon Body was a taboo in the eyes of others, and it was an incomplete Demon Dao forbidden technique, but in his eyes there was no secret at all.

The darkness hidden in the body is about to move. It is indeed a difficult thing to master the power that is extremely powerful, shock the world, and do whatever he wants, and then let him get used to the weak self now.

Ye Yunlan's cold voice was suddenly heard in the ear.

"Believe you for the teacher."

Shen Shu's body was shaken.

"...Don't live up to the trust that your teacher has placed in you." Ye Yunlan said slowly, "The magical way is not a good place. Killing evil karma, retribution for good and evil, accumulate in the body, even if there is a powerful force, how can it be."

"Shen Shu, I can take care of you for a while as a teacher, but I can't take care of you for the rest of my life."

Shen Shu heard a little inexplicable meaning from his words, and listened to Ye Yunlan's words: "Come here."

They were very close at the moment, only a book case separated, but Ye Yunlan wanted him to come closer.

Shen Shu hesitated for a moment?, bypassing the book case, walked to Ye Yunlan's side, half-kneeled, and looked up at Ye Yunlan as if he was a young boy, "Master?"

Ye Yunlan said: "Bow your head."

Shen Shu lowered his neck, unsuspectingly exposed the fragile part of his neck in front of Ye Yunlan, and then heard the sound of clothing rubbing.

Ye Yunlan raised the sleeves of his wide coat, and his cold fingertips fell on the back of his neck.

——He is stroking the puppet print on the back of his neck.

Shen Shu felt a cold shudder first, and then slightly warmed as Ye Yunlan's finger slides.

The keen five senses cultivated in the face of life and death in the Demon Abyss made his whole body tense, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he resisted the difficulty and did not violently evade.

"This puppet seal is a hidden danger after all."

Ye Yunlan slowly stroked the marks on the back of Shen Shu's neck, observing the lines and depths on it, and said: "The teacher has found a way to eliminate it, and then you and the teacher will need to go for a walk."

Shen Shu said: "...Yes."

"Now that you have achieved success in your cultivation, you have your own destiny spirit sword, and what you can teach as a teacher, has also been taught all."

Ye Yunlan said, his voice was slightly more gentle than usual.

"After the puppet seal is eliminated, there will be no foreign objects in the world that can affect you. You can choose the path you want to take and take a look at the vast world."

Shen Shu was silent for a while, and said, "Where is the master?"

Ye Yunlan said: "You have your own place for your teacher, don't you have to worry about it?."

He didn't seem to want to continue this topic, and said to Shen Shu: "Go and get the piano for the teacher. Two years of retreat, you think you haven't heard of playing the piano for the teacher for a long time."

Shen Shu got up, took the guqin hanging on the wall, and put it on the table.

Ye Yunlan lowered his head, stretched out his plain hands, closed his eyes and slowly played.

The sound of the piano is as far away as ever, like a breeze coming over the mountains and ridges from a remote place, gently rippling in the listener's heart.

It can eliminate all irritability in the heart and immerse yourself in no one's realm.

Shen Shuxin's eager magical thoughts calmed down a lot, and even the screaming demons in his mind gradually faded.

He closed his eyes and felt tranquility after a long absence.

The sound of the piano curled around the room, and it was only after about a half of the incense stick time that there was a sense of stagnation in the sound of the piano.

Shen Shu opened his eyes in confusion, and heard a messy trill.

The string broke.

Yin Hong blood slid down Ye Yunlan Ruxue's fingertips, but his own complexion was whiter than Shuangxue, and his brows were deeply tightened.

"Master?"

Shen Shu felt unknown, and hurriedly got up and walked over. He saw Ye Yunlan's chest rise and fall, and then he coughed as if finally being intolerable.

This cough seems difficult to stop.

Continuous coughing rippling in the room, blood flowing down the "pale fingers", Ye Yunlan coughed up tears at the ends of his eyes, and his cheeks were also stained with thin red, but his complexion was pale and terribly pale.

"Master? What's the matter with you, did the injury happen again? How could it be like this?" He obviously asked Ye Yunlan to take Swire Dixin Zhi two years ago. Swire Dixin Zhi is a Tier 9 panacea, although it cannot be cured. , But the spiritual energy contained therein can at least relieve Ye Yunlan's injury a lot.

But why? Only two years later, Ye Yunlan's injuries have become so serious again?

Suddenly, the wind bell outside the bamboo building rang.

I don't know when the window of the study room opened, and a figure appeared in the room.

He has a tall silver-haired crown and a tall stature, with cranes flying behind him.

Jun Qiyun's eyebrows seemed to be condensed? Immortal ice and snow, even colder than usual.

He strode in front of the two of them and said coldly to Shen Shu.

"Step aside."