Zuo Lingfeng.

After returning from Xuanyin City, Shen Yimian felt ten times more tired than last time. As soon as he returned to the sect, he was called away by Si Wuxing.

Collapsing on Si Wuxing's soft silk duvet, Shen Yimian finally felt a sense of security.

A golden or silver nest is not as good as the doghouse at home. His doghouse is still more comfortable.

"How did you get so tired?" Si Wuxing slumped on the other side, leaning on the servant's arms and looking at Shen Yimian lazily, "Law Xie threw all the work to you."

Shen Yimian shook his head weakly and said softly, "It has nothing to do with him. I just feel a little useless."

The servant boy passed the peeled lychee into Si Wuxing's mouth. Si Wuxing glanced at Shen Yimian and said in a faint voice, "What do you mean, Xie Lu despises you for being useless?"

"No, he's very nice to me. Actually, someone almost lost his life trying to save me." Shen Yimian climbed up, picked up a peeled lychee from the porcelain plate in the little boy's arms, and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it and mumbled, "He's a very good person. He also helped me with the Xianyue Peak incident last time."

"Really?" Si Wuxing's eyes dimmed a bit. He only heard that Shen Yimian was almost in danger. "I told you that the mission was very dangerous. Fortunately, someone saved you this time. It may not be the same next time."

Shen Yimian felt a chill in his chest as he spoke, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth out the goose bumps on his skin. He whispered, "Master, please teach me some magic."

Si Wuxing lowered his eyelashes and looked at him helplessly, "It's rare that you are so motivated, what do you want to learn?"

Shen Yimian pondered for a moment and said softly, "I want to learn the most powerful spell."

Hearing this, Si Wuxing pondered the formation carefully and said softly, "The most powerful technique of the Fox Clan is the Illusion Gu Spirit Technique. It requires extremely high cultivation to perform this technique. With your current level, you will need to practice for another five thousand years to get started."

“…Is there anything simpler and faster?”

Si Wuxing raised his hand, and the servant immediately stood up and took some ancient books for him from the bookshelf.

He casually flipped it open and took a look, his eyes suddenly stopped on one of the pages.

"You can take a day off today. I will teach you tomorrow." Si Wuxing closed the book and said with a smile, "Remember to call Xie Lu over and let him practice with you."

Shen Yimian's mood instantly turned from gloomy to cheerful. It is better to rely on himself than on others. Once he has mastered some good magic, he will no longer need to rely on Xie Lu and will be able to protect Zuo Yan.

He left the main hall happily, and before leaving he took a lot of medicine from Si Wuxing's treasure box.

Most of them are for Zuo Yan, and one of the small ointments is for Xie Lu.

Shen Yimian stood in front of Xie Lu's door, knocked on it, and walked in familiarly without waiting for Xie Lu to say hello. "I brought you some medicine for your injuries, as well as some medicine for Zuo Yan. You can take it to him later."

Xie Lu was still wearing the pair of thin-rimmed glasses he used for speed reading, dressed in a light gray suit, with his hair simply tied up with a silver hoop and hanging down in front of his chest. His usual aloof and aloof air had diminished a lot, and instead he had an inexplicable feeling of being a husband.

Husband feeling

What the hell.

Shen Yimian realized what weird adjectives he had used to describe Xie Lu, and he vomited at himself in his heart.

"The injury is almost healed." Xie Lu didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him in a daze, he rolled up his sleeves and placed them in front of Shen Yimian. "In this world, the higher the cultivation level, the faster the body recovers."

Hearing this, Shen Yimian inevitably thought of Zuo Yan's wound that he saw last night. The wound recovered so quickly that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He frowned slightly, put aside the thoughts in his mind, grabbed Xie Lu's arm and looked at it carefully. As expected, there was no trace of any injuries, not even a scar.

"It's okay as long as you're fine." Shen Yimian pulled out a stool and sat in front of his desk, flipping open a book on the table. "What book are you reading?"

Xie Lu suddenly reached out and held down Shen Yimian's paw as she was about to turn the page. "The one you're reading is my diary."

Shen Yimian froze and blinked, "I'm sorry for prying into your privacy."

AI can also write diaries. What does it write?

He was actually a little curious.

Xie Lu didn't mind his offense. He just put the diary away and put it on the bookshelf. He handed him a philosophy book and said, "If you want to read it, you can read this one. The comfort of philosophy can help you relieve the anxiety in life."

Shen Yimian took the book and stuffed it into his lapel, saying casually, "Okay, I'll read it when I get back from insomnia. Don't forget to send the medicine to Zuo Yan. I didn't sleep well last night, so I need to take a nap."

"good."

Shen Yimian yawned again and was about to turn around and leave when he remembered Si Wuxing's words, "Oh, by the way, Master is going to teach me magic tomorrow and wants you to help me practice. Do you have time?"

Xie Lu nodded and said, "I'll come back to see you tomorrow after I collect my mission rewards and breakfast time."

It just so happens that one of the rewards for this mission is a top-grade rebirth pill. After Shen Yimian eats it, it can cleanse his spiritual roots and clear his source. His cultivation will become easier and his progress will be rapid.

The two of them agreed.

Early the next morning, Shen Yimian came to see Si Wuxing on time, but heard from the servant boy that Si Wuxing had gone to Liaoqiao Mountain, and said that if Shen Yimian came, he should go there to see him.

Liaoqiao Mountain is the most remote place in Yanshan Mountain. It is covered with dense stone forests and is steep and rugged. There are eighty-six naturally formed stone pillars, which are called the Eighty-Six Celestial Immortals.

As for how Shen Yimian knew, it was because that place was where Si Wuxing had previously used to punish his senior brothers and sisters by making them face the wall.

Sitting on the stone pillar, not only were they exposed to the sun and rain, they also had to recite a book of confession compiled by Si Wuxing himself. The whole book only had five words: "Master, I was wrong." They had to recite this for fifteen days. After returning, the brothers and sisters seemed to be mentally unstable.

What kind of magic is taught in such a ghost place?

Shen Yimian felt a little uneasy. After waiting for a long time, Xie Lu came back after collecting the reward. Then the two of them flew to Liaoqiao Mountain on a crane.

"You gave Zuo Yan the medicine yesterday. Is Zuo Yan's injury any better?"

Xie Lu nodded slightly and said softly, "It's much better now."

It's as if I had never been injured.

Shen Yimian felt relieved, and the guilt in his heart was slightly alleviated.

The cranes spread their wings and soared among the countless floating clouds, passing over the mountains and rivers. Their wings parted the mountain mist, revealing the towering stone pillars standing in layers.

A figure in black clothes sat leisurely on the highest stone pillar, holding up a teacup and blowing gently to cool it down. It was none other than Si Wuxing.

When the crane landed, Shen Yimian came forward curiously, tugged at Si Wuxing's clothes and looked at them again and again, "I've never seen you wear this before, and it looks quite handsome."

Si Wuxing glanced at him, took out a ruler from his sleeve, and mercilessly hit Shen Yimian's paw, "How dare you."

Shen Yimian's face wrinkled in pain. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at Si Wuxing in disbelief.

The other party had a serious expression on his face and said calmly, "Since you want to practice seriously, you must stop playing around with me."

It turns out they are going to get serious.

Shen Yimian blew on the place where he was spanked and whispered, "I understand, Master."

He was really looking forward to what Si Wuxing said. What kind of magic could make Si Wuxing take it so seriously?

"This spell is a secret technique passed down from our ancestors. If you master it, you will be invincible."

Shen Yimian couldn't help but get excited, "What kind of secret method is this passed down from my ancestors? I must learn it well."

Si Wuxing took another sip of tea slowly and uttered three words, "Earth Escape Technique."

Shen Yimian: "I know this, isn't it for escaping?"

"No," Si Wuxing lowered his voice mysteriously, "The fox tribe's earth escape technique is called Stepping on Snow, and it relies on jumping."

“…It doesn’t seem that advanced.”

“Tsk.”

Xie Lu stood quietly behind them without interrupting, just staring at the back of Shen Yimian's hand where red marks appeared from being hit with a ruler. The red marks on the white back of her hand were particularly conspicuous.

The skin is so soft and thin that it seems to turn red if pinched.

Si Wuxing held Shen Yimian's head and pushed him to Xie Lu's side. "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'm going to start teaching you."

"Okay." Shen Yimian took out the small notebook he had prepared long ago from his arms. Just as he was about to listen carefully, he saw Si Wuxing draw a long sword from his waist and slowly point it at them.

Shen Yimian's eyelids jumped, and he realized something was wrong, "Master, what are you doing?"

Si Wuxing smiled slightly, his fingertips brushing the long sword, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent, "You can run now. I will count to ten. Back then, your senior brother only counted to three. I love you, so I will count more."

Shen Yimian was stunned and said, "You are not going to hunt me down, are you serious?"

Si Wuxing still smiled and did not answer his question.

"one."

"two."

Shen Yimian's pupils shrank, he grabbed Xie Lu's wrist and turned around and ran away.

But these stone pillars are so tall that they reach into the clouds, and the distances between them are so great that it is impossible to step over them!

He pulled Xie Lu to the edge of the stone pillar and looked down. Wow, there was a bottomless abyss. He kicked a stone and fell into the abyss without even a sound.

"What should I do?" Shen Yimian subconsciously looked at Xie Lu.

Xie Lu lowered his eyes to look at him and said softly, "If I help you, you won't be able to learn this technique."

That's true. Shen Yimian suppressed his anxiety and thought that he could fly with a sword, but he looked at Xie Lu's waist and it was empty.

"Sorry," Xie Lu whispered, as if he had guessed what Shen Yimian was thinking, "I didn't bring my sword today."

Depend on!

So how did he escape?

Oh, right, the earth escape technique!

Shen Yimian forced himself to calm down and practiced the earth escape technique that all Yanshan disciples knew, but he couldn't gather any spiritual energy in his palm.

He was dumbfounded.

This damn place must have been set up by Si Wuxing in advance, so he couldn't use his spiritual energy.

How can he escape if he can't even use his spiritual energy?

"six--"

Si Wuxing deliberately prolonged the tone and added some water.

"seven--"

As the count was about to reach ten, Shen Yimian looked at Xie Lu with tears in his eyes, feeling that he was about to be finished.

Xie Lu looked at him quietly, then suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Jump."

Shen Yimian instantly recalled that Si Wuxing had just said the same thing: the fox clan's earth escape technique relies on jumping.

"eight--"

He looked down at the cold abyss and swallowed hard.

Do you really want to jump?

"Oh, I forgot to remind you to take Xie Lu with you." Si Wuxing kindly bought Shen Yimian some time, "If you leave him here, I'll chop him up."

Shen Yimian turned around and scolded him, "Asshole, you are too cruel!"

"Nine."

Seeing that the countdown was about to end, Shen Yimian took a deep breath, grabbed Xie Lu's hand quickly and jumped.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he could only feel the mountain breeze passing by and Xie Lu beside him.

He dared to jump because he was betting that Xie Lu and Si Wuxing would definitely be able to save him.

But when he landed steadily, the sound of his heartbeat gradually invaded his ears. He looked at the stone pillar where they were just now in disbelief. He was more than ten meters away, but he actually jumped over.

Is he actually a genius?

Shen Yimian cheered and waved to Si Wuxing, "Master, I'm jumping over here, look!"

Si Wuxing laughed for no reason, then suddenly flashed in front of him with a sword in hand, grabbing Shen Yimian's thin neck with his big hand, and the tip of the sword hung over those beautiful and clear eyes with trembling eyelashes.

"ten."

"You're already dead. Who told you to stop? When I say run, I mean keep running."

These eighty-six stone pillars are where Shen Yimian escaped. He will keep chasing Shen Yimian until the next morning.

Si Wuxing put away his smile, ignored Shen Yimian's frightened eyes, and threw the ruler in his hand to Xie Lu.

"Twenty feet. This is punishment. No mercy."