Chapter 485 Life Lantern

After handling all the matters in Dongzhou, everyone set foot on the teleportation array to Zhongzhou.

After handing over the spirit stone and stepping into the teleportation array, Shen Zhiyin was nervous and expectant.

She didn't know if her master would recognize her now that she was standing in front of him.

In just ten minutes, they arrived at Zhongzhou from Dongzhou.

Without stopping for long, Xie Nanxiao took them to the Sword-asking Sect.

"The Sword-asking Sect will accept disciples soon. Do you plan to enter the sect with my master or pass the disciple assessment to enter?"

Among these people, those with single spiritual roots who passed the sect's disciple assessment would definitely be snatched up by the sect elders to be accepted as disciples.

Xie Nanxiao told them some of the benefits they would get after the disciple assessment, and the final choice was up to them.

"Climbing the ladder to heaven, is it the kind of ladder that tests one's character?" Xie Nanxiao

nodded.

"Test, we'll test."

The legendary ladder to heaven, how can we not try it now that we're here.

Shen Yuzhu slowly and quietly wanted to walk out of the crowd.

He didn't want to go, he wasn't interested in the ladder to heaven, now he just wanted to find a place to paint or make elixirs.

But just after he slipped out a little, he was pulled back by Shen Mujin's collar.

"Brother, where do you want to go? We brothers won't be complete without you, why are we running together?"

Shen Yuzhu looked at the ladder to heaven that seemed to stretch to the sky, with a sad expression.

"I don't want to go."

He couldn't help but go, Shen Mujin hooked his arm around his neck and went to register.

Xie Nanxiao took them to register through the back door, so they didn't have to wait in such a long line.

He was wearing the clothes passed down by the inner sect of the Sword-Asking Sect. The Sword-Asking Sect disciples who were signing up new disciples were in awe when they saw him.

"Xie, Senior Brother!"

Someone recognized him.

"Bring a few people to sign up, and you keep an eye on them."

"Okay, Senior Brother Xie, come over here and I'll register them myself."

Looking at the others who were still queuing, Shen Muye and the others were happy.

Although it's shameless to get special treatment, it's really cool.

As for those who were unhappy, it was just because they were not the ones who got special treatment.

The people queuing over there also saw it, but they only dared to mutter a few words in their hearts, saying that they dared not say it out loud.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Fair? Those who shout about fairness are ridiculous.

After arranging this group of people, Shen Zhiyin and Xie Nanxiao went to the Sword-Asking Sect together.

Along the way, those who knew Xie Nanxiao would greet him respectfully. Even those who didn't know him would be even more respectful when they saw him wearing the clothes of a direct disciple.

It seemed that her disciple was doing quite well.

Sect Master Xie Nanxiao didn't even notify them, and took them to find their uncle master.

When they arrived at a familiar place, Shen Zhiyin didn't need Xie Nanxiao to lead the way. After entering the mountain where her master was, she went straight to the cave on the top of the mountain.

"Master's uncle doesn't seem to be here. He should be practicing sword in the back mountain."

Shen Zhiyin nodded: "You stay, I'll go find her myself." Xie

Nanxiao nodded: "Master's uncle misses you very much. From that day on, he searched the entire continent and even other small worlds around him."

Shen Zhiyin's eyes were slightly red: "Okay, I know."

Although the master often told her that if she really encountered a life-threatening danger, it would be her own fate to die, and she would be reborn again after death, but every time she went out to practice, the master would seal up a part of his soul and sword will for her, so that she could use it to save her life at a critical moment.

The master accepted her as a disciple, but in the end, he had to send her off.

But now, she really found it back with a small account, and she still retained the memory of her previous life.

She herself felt it was magical, and she didn't know how the master would react.

Before she even got close to the back mountain, she could feel the sharp swords flying everywhere.

The towering mountain walls were covered with sword marks.

If it weren't for the special rock structure of these mountains, they would have been flattened long ago.

Nan Shu sensed her as soon as she stepped into the area.

But in the blink of an eye, an expressionless man appeared in front of Shen Zhiyin.

The man was already thousands of years old, but he looked like a handsome uncle in his thirties. He was dressed in a navy blue robe, giving people a dignified, elegant and cold feeling.

When he saw Shen Zhiyin, Nan Shu's pupils shrank.

The next second his eyes turned cold, and his sword pointed at Shen Zhiyin's neck.

"Who are you?"

The voice was as cold as ice, and Shen Zhiyin could feel the murderous intent in him.

She swallowed and thought of many possibilities. This... she actually thought of it.

If her master died, bah... But anyway, if someone who looked exactly like her master suddenly appeared in front of her, she would be suspicious at the first moment and want to kill this impostor.

Those stand-ins in novels would never appear. She would only feel disgusted by an impostor with a familiar face and familiar movements of someone close to her.

"Master."

Shen Zhiyin called out cautiously: "I, Shen Zhiyin, I'm going back..."

"You're looking for death."

Before she finished her words, the master slashed at her with a sword.

"Fuck!"

Shen Zhiyin dodged and started a familiar escape route.

This damn familiar feeling, she can even predict where her master's next sword will land.

When she was training under her master, she was also chased to death.

"Why don't you listen to my explanation before you take action? After so many years, this dog's temper hasn't changed at all!"

Nan Shu, who was chasing behind, also felt that Shen Zhiyin's evasive action was damn familiar, and the tone of his voice was the same.

His eyes became colder: "Who sent you here, and you broke in here."

"I am really your disciple, your only dear disciple, wait and I will show you the evidence!"

She took out her natal sword Frost, slid down to her knees to avoid the sword, and then hugged his thigh.

"Master, you don't recognize me, but you, Han Shuang, should recognize me. Even if you don't recognize my sword, I have other evidence. There is a pony doll at the head of your bed. That doll was given to you by your mother. One time, you got drunk and went to find the head master. You snatched his favorite Star Mist Tea back and made tea eggs for me. And you like Danzong's "wuwuwu..."

She couldn't say the rest of the words because Nan Shu, whose ears were red, covered her mouth.

Shen Zhiyin blinked her big eyes and looked at him.

Nan Shu took a deep breath and took out a lamp.

Shen Zhiyin recognized it. It was her life lamp.

Every direct disciple will leave a life lamp with the master. When a person dies, the life lamp will go out.

But the contract for lighting the life lamp is special. This one can also detect the soul.

If the soul and the remaining breath of the life lamp are integrated, the life lamp will respond.

Shen Zhiyin did not hesitate and forced a drop of her own blood to fall on the life lamp.

The next second, the life lamp went from dim to a faint light, and finally... a flickering light ignited in the life lamp.