Chapter 6 His disciple only wanted to betray his master and ancestors

Gu Yunzheng had to carry two people at once, one of whom was his extremely strict master. He suddenly felt a huge pressure. He took a deep breath and then...

"Swish——" The flying sword suddenly took off into the air at an extremely fast speed.

Shen Wuyan, who was pretending to be cool, was caught off guard when the flying sword suddenly started moving, causing him to fall backwards due to inertia. He was so scared that he let out an uncontrollable "Ah" and took two or three steps back.

In panic, he reached out and grabbed the clothes of Xiao Jing in front of him to steady himself. Then he looked back, took a breath of cool air, and if he took another step back, he would have stepped into empty space... Fortunately, he did not fall.

Shen Wuyan was so scared that his heart was beating fast and he broke out in a cold sweat. He shivered when the wind blew.

After failing to show off and almost losing his life, Shen Wuyan cried and roared in his heart: "Why is there no seat belt? Why didn't you remind me to take off!!! Wuwuwuwuwu... I was scared to death."

Xiao Jing raised the corners of his lips in mockery, and said with contempt in his heart: "Baby? Shen Wuyan, you are really disgusting."

But Xiao Jing was more confused.

Logically speaking, Shen Wuyan's cultivation shouldn't be like this. Also, what did Shen Wuyan just say in his heart about the word "seat belt"?

Shen Wuyan no longer had the joy and yearning he had before. He felt that this flying sword was not safe at all. It felt more exciting and dangerous than taking that death flight.

Gu Yunzheng, who was holding the sword in front, was startled by Shen Wuyan's "Ah". He was timid to begin with, and this fright made him even more flustered. His control over the flying sword was not as firm as before, causing the sword to swerve left and right, like a drunk man drawing an S shape in the air.

Shen Wuyan quietly pulled the corner of Xiao Jing's clothes tighter, but even so, he still couldn't stop swaying left and right, and out of the corner of his eye he accidentally saw the white clouds swirling under his feet and the looming mountains.

At that moment, he felt dizzy, his legs went weak, his face turned even paler with fear, and he seemed unable to breathe.

So high...

Shen Wuyan was so scared that he closed his eyes and cried in his heart: "Why is it so high? I'm so scared~"

"It's too high. I will never ride a flying sword again. Wuwuwu..."

"Gu Yunzheng, you, the driver Huang, can you calm down a little? You've even given me a heart attack. Help - I want to get off the car..."

"Heh--" Xiao Jing let out a mocking sound. Was Shen Wuyan crazy? Or was he also reborn, and he was talking nonsense on purpose, and deliberately letting him hear it, deliberately letting him let down his guard?

"Master, I'm sorry. I have let you down. I will be punished soon." Ever since Gu Yunzheng in front heard the voice from his master, his heart felt like several tangled balls of wool.

It was not until this moment that he finally mustered up the courage to come forward and confess his sins.

"You still know that you have betrayed my trust," Shen Wuyan complained in his heart like he was venting: "Look at what a shitty flying sword you are protecting. Before taking off, you didn't even remind your master to stand steadily and sit properly. You have no sense of service, so I give you a bad review. When you flew into the air, you didn't encounter any air currents or obstacles, and it was smooth sailing all the way, but you swayed left and right. Do you know that your master almost got thrown off by you? You are an unfilial disciple, and you have made your master, who is so powerful, have a heart disease. Just accept the punishment, didn't I say I would punish you? Hurry up and make your drunken sword a little more normal..."

While Shen Wuyan was venting his anger in his heart, he said calmly, "Did the master say he would punish you? It's hard for you to fly the sword and carry two people. You have to remember that you and the sword are in tune with each other. If you panic, the sword will panic. As long as you calm down, the sword will calm down. So the problem with your sword is you. Your mental quality and tolerance need to be improved, but there is no problem with the sword-control technique. Overall, it's good!"

Shen Wuyan knew that Gu Yunzheng was timid and did not dare to provoke him, lest there would be another bumpy ride later. So he picked out some pertinent comments, including some affirmations and suggestions for improvement, and tried to be as sincere as possible.

He felt that he had spoken well, but Gu Yunzheng looked confused after hearing it.

nice?

It was so bumpy just now, but Master actually said it was not bad. Master... was he so angry that he was confused? Or was Master speaking sarcastically?

Well, Master must have been speaking sarcastically. What should I do? Master said it was very bad...

Things went against his wishes and Gu Yunzheng was still scared.

Gu Yunzheng said tremblingly: "Master taught me, please calm down. I will practice hard when I go back, improve my flying speed, maintain flying stability, and never let you down."

Shen Wuyan's forehead was filled with question marks. He thought to himself, "Did I teach you a lesson? Was I angry? Wasn't my sincere words meant to comfort you? What are you thinking about, Gu Yunzheng?"

Xiao Jing didn't know what was going on in Gu Yunzheng's mind. What he wanted to know was what was going on in Shen Wuyan's mind and whether he was really pretending to be crazy and stupid.

Gu Yunzheng's psychological quality might really be not good. He thought he was criticized, and became more nervous. The flying sword shook more violently, just like Gu Yunzheng's uneasy heart at the moment, up and down, high and low, left and right.

Shen Wuyan was afraid of falling, so he pretended to be as steady as an old dog with a calm expression, like a hermit. But his hands were sincere, and he uncontrollably pulled Xiao Jing's robe tighter.

Xiao Jing turned his head and looked down at the hand that had been tightly grasping his robe, and then said expressionlessly and indifferently: "Let go."

"Why are you so fierce? It's just pulling your clothes." Shen Wuyan complained in his heart, but he had a smile on his face.

"Teacher, I just feel the material of your clothes," Shen Wuyan let go and helped Xiao Jing smooth out the wrinkles on the clothes, and made small talk, "It looks pretty good."

A smile appeared in the corner of Xiao Jing's eyes, and his thin lips were slightly raised. He looked a little naughty and grinning.

Then he turned to face Shen Wuyan, took a step forward, approached Shen Wuyan, bent down and whispered in his ear: "Want to know?"

Shen Wuyan was just making small talk to deliberately give himself a chance to step down, but he didn't expect that Xiao Jing actually intended to answer him.

Shen Wuyan would naturally not miss any opportunity to communicate with Xiao Jing normally. He nodded without hesitation and said, "I want to."

The smile in Xiao Jing's eyes deepened, but that smile lacked any warmth, nor did it reach his eyes. It looked as if it was covered with a layer of haze, exuding a gloomy and cold feeling.

For some reason, Shen Wuyan suddenly felt a little flustered.

The next second, it was confirmed that Shen Wuyan's panic was not without reason.

That unworthy disciple of Xiao Jing actually stretched out his hand and placed it in front of him, saying grimly: "Then go to hell and think about it."

Then Xiao Jing pushed hard, Shen Wuyan's eyes widened and he flew out.

Shen Wuyan was so frightened that he even forgot to scream. It was not until he crashed into several white clouds and fell for several seconds that he found his voice and screamed uncontrollably.

“Ahhhhhhhh…”

"Master!" Gu Yunzheng looked down upon hearing the voice and nearly fainted. He had knocked his master down.

Gu Yunzheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and his mind went blank. He felt that his life might end today. The flying sword felt the same way. There was another violent jolt, and it was Xiao Jing who took action to stabilize the flying sword that was about to fall.

Xiao Jing stood steadily on the flying sword, looking down at Shen Wuyan who was falling down while screaming. His face was calm, but there was a sarcastic smile in his eyes. His lips opened and closed, and he spat out two words coldly, "Go to hell!"

Shen Wuyan stared at Xiao Jing with wide eyes, thinking: How can I resolve the hatred in the boy's heart? Shen Wuyan, you big idiot, what did you do to make a 17 or 18-year-old boy only have the thought of: betraying the teacher and destroying the ancestors.

Gu Yunzheng was like an ant on a hot pot, and said anxiously: "Brother, what should we do? I have thrown Master over. Stand still, stand still, I have to, I have to save Master."

Xiao Jing grabbed Gu Yunzheng who was about to dive down and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master needs your help?"

Gu Yunzheng was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, Master has a high level of cultivation, how could he need my help?"

At this moment, Shen Wuyan was roaring in his heart: "Gu Yunzheng, you unfilial disciple, what are you doing standing there like an idiot? Why don't you come and save your master - ah ah -"

Sometimes extreme fear can also stimulate a person's potential. Shen Wuyan experienced this thoroughly.

Just when he thought he was going to be smashed to the ground with his brains smashed, just when he was only five or six meters away from the ground, just when he thought he was going to die twice in one day, a loud scream came from his heart.

"Ahhhh, someone, a bird, a sword, a book, or anything, help me—"

At that moment, the strong desire to survive made Shen Wuyan feel a warm current slowly flowing out from his abdomen and then flowing along his hands and feet. At that moment, he felt like he was wrapped in warm water and felt warm.

At the same time, a silver flying sword seemed to be summoned, dragging a meteor-like tail from the distant sky at high speed, and then steadily supported his falling body, leaving him lying in mid-air...

Quiet, extremely quiet.

Shen Wuyan stared with empty eyes for a long time before he blinked as if coming back to his senses, and then crystal tears slid down the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

He raised his arms to block in front of his eyes. Having survived the disaster, Shen Wuyan just wanted to lie down.

Gu Yunzheng looked at the lying Shen Wuyan curiously and asked Xiao Jing, "What is the master doing? Is he practicing?"

Xiao Jing's mouth twitched, "Have you ever seen someone practice like this?"

Gu Yunzheng shook his head.

Xiao Jing actually didn't understand what Shen Wuyan was doing. Wasn't he the one who usually paid the most attention to etiquette and image?

Such an ugly posture would never appear on Shen Wuyan.

Xiao Jing: "Go and have a look."