Duan Xuan seriously injured four of his fellow disciples. This was a serious matter. Lu Zhen severely punished him in front of everyone and whipped him ten times with a Qingyan whip. The wounds took more than a month to heal.

Four other disciples also bullied their fellow disciples. After their injuries healed, Lu Zhen whipped them once each as a warning to others. From then on, no one in Huishi Peak dared to cause trouble.

Duan Xuan acted too extreme and cruelly, and he didn't like to communicate or talk. Lu Zhen thought for a long time and decided to take him with him to take care of him and teach him.

Several decades passed in a flash.

"Xiao Xuan, ten feet ahead."

The man in blue whispered in the ear of the young man in black. The young man in black smiled faintly and jumped several feet away. There was only a cry and the sound of wings flapping. When the young man in black jumped back, he had caught a colorful bird in his hand.

Lu Zhen smiled and said, "It's faster than before. Cut its claws and take ten drops of blood. Then we'll go."

Duan Xuan smiled and said, "Yes."

The blood of this three-colored phoenix is ​​best used for cooking and seasoning, but this kind of bird is cautious and timid by nature, never approaching strangers, and flies very fast, making it difficult to catch. Duan Xuan practices wind magic, and it would be a waste not to let him do this.

Lu Zhen was flying in the air and whispered to him, "Xiao Xuan, I will start to retreat and form the Dan next month. You and your eldest senior brother will temporarily help me manage the affairs of the peak. Remember to leave room for everything."

"Yes, Master." Duan Xuan glanced at him and asked in a low voice, "How long will the retreat be?"

"At most two years, at least half a year."

"Yes."

"You have been with me for decades, and your temperament has become much more restrained. Your eldest senior brother is soft-tempered and indecisive, so you are needed to balance it..." Lu Zhen tilted his head to look at him, and said, "But you shouldn't be too arbitrary. Don't keep things in your heart, and discuss with others more."

"Yes."

Lu Zhen asked puzzledly again, "Why do you look so worried?"

Duan Xuan was silent.

Lu Zhen thought for a while and said with a smile: "Xiao Xuan, you will have to work hard after I go into seclusion... How about this, when I come out of seclusion, I will reward you with something. Whatever you want, as long as Master has it, I will give it to you."

Duan Xuan lowered his head for a long time and said, "Master, are you serious?"

"Really."

"Yeah."

A drop of rain suddenly fell on his shoulder, and another drop fell on his head. Gradually, the sad spring rain fell, and soon it became hazy. Lu Zhen's pace did not quicken, but slowed down. He smiled with emotion and said, "I used to like wandering in the drizzle. Although it felt good, it was also a bit desolate and lonely. Now that you are by my side, I feel that everything in the world is perfect. Xiaoxuan, you are very important to the master, do you know that?"

Duan Xuan lowered his head and said softly, "Yes."

The two landed on a spacious bluestone ground and stood quietly in the drizzle and mist, only hearing the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

The days of seclusion passed especially quickly, but only relative to the person in seclusion. Lu Zhen practiced in the cave above Lingyuan for an unknown number of years. On this day, the lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly blossomed, white light and spiritual energy rose, and the body felt as comfortable as if immersed in a spiritual spring. After an unknown amount of time, his consciousness gradually became clear, and when he tried to experience it carefully, the lotus had transformed into a white bead.

He finally formed the elixir.

Lu Zhen was overjoyed, and when he stood up, his body was naturally different from before, his ears and eyes were clear, and he reached a new realm.

He stepped out of the cave slowly, and spiritual energy surged in. Dozens of disciples surrounded him ten feet from the cave entrance, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound. When they saw him appear, they cheered.

The eldest disciple said with a smile, "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! We disciples have seen purple clouds surrounding the cave since three days ago, and spiritual energy surged from time to time. We disciples guessed that Master was about to form a golden core, and we can't wait to wait here!"

Lu Zhen looked around with a smile, and sure enough, he saw Duan Xuan standing among the disciples in black clothes, staring at him with a slightly red face. He couldn't help but said happily, "I've gone to see Sect Master Xi first, and I'll talk to you in detail tonight."

"The disciples have prepared a banquet a long time ago, and we must let Master drink to his heart's content today!"

It is a big event for a cultivator to form a golden core in the Qingxu Sword Sect. After Xi Fang gave the rewards according to the rules, he also prepared a banquet and invited the masters of each peak to come and celebrate together. Lu Zhen's alcohol tolerance was not good. After a few drinks, he was already a little tipsy. He refused to drink any more, but finally refused.

Back at Huishi Peak, the disciples took turns to toast him. Lu Zhen couldn't stand it even if he only took a sip of each cup. His face was as rosy as a peach blossom. He took Duan Xuan's hand and whispered, "Xiao Xuan, Master is really dying. Please help me stop it. Master will thank you later."

"Yes."

Duan Xuan's cold and ruthless face was something that the disciples never dared to provoke. Suddenly, even those who urged him to drink lessened. Lu Zhen stroked his forehead, closed his eyes and smiled.

Finally, after a night of drinking, the banquet finally ended in the middle of the night.

Lu Zhen was half asleep and half awake, and he didn't know where he was. He just felt as if he was being held by someone. There was drizzle and breeze all around, but it was still not cool enough. He pulled his clothes and said in a daze, "Xiao Xuan?"

A man's voice came from beside him: "Hmm?"

Lu Zhen didn't say a word.

In a daze, he was put on the soft bed. Lu Zhen rolled around dizzy, his face flushed, and he closed his eyes to take off his clothes. Duan Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at him, clenched his hands, but didn't reach out in the end.

Lu Zhen couldn't take off the clothes he had been taking off for a long time, and he lay on his back with a frown, motionless.

Seeing that he finally calmed down, Duan Xuan sat quietly beside the bed and gently touched his face: "Master..."

He had never touched his master's face before, and his palms felt a slight itch and pain. He couldn't help but touch his lips that had turned red due to drunkenness.

He slowly lowered his head, and his nose brushed across his handsome face, and his breath was slightly choked.

Finally, he gently kissed his lips.

His lips were soft and slightly cool, just like him. There was some residual smell of alcohol on his lips, which was light and intoxicating.

Duan Xuan slowly extended the tip of his tongue and gently brushed across his lips. He couldn't help but pry open his slightly opened teeth and drill into them to interact with them. What

he touched was not only the soft tongue, but also the secret love that had been hidden in his heart for many years. The tingling sensation swept through his body like a violent storm, causing him to tremble and throb from the depths of his soul.

He wished that time could stop at this moment, so that everything that followed wouldn't have to happen.

Lu Zhen only felt that something seemed to be pushed into his mouth, and he sucked and slid it timidly. He was slightly stunned, and slowly opened his eyes. The person half pressing on him had a familiar scent, and in his mouth was...

Lu Zhen immediately pushed him away, confused and a little at a loss.

"Xiao Xuan, are you drunk?"

Duan Xuan was pushed sideways by him, and his face immediately sank. He was a little panicked and a little scared. He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Lu Zhen forced himself to calm down and said, "Xiao Xuan, Master got drunk tonight and I don't know what happened. You..."

"Didn't Master promise me to give me something before he went into seclusion?" Duan Xuan looked at him and suddenly interrupted.

"Well...what do you want? Tell me tomorrow..." Lu Zhen was a little panicked.

"I want Master."

The voice was low and cold, and seemed to carry countless surging emotions, like fear, and like a desperate gamble, which made people feel scared when they heard it.

Lu Zhen's heart felt like being hit by a club. He had no idea how to react. He said in panic, "Why, why do you want it?"

Duan Xuan tried to force himself to kiss him again, but Lu Zhen held his shoulders.

Lu Zhen shouted, "Xiao Xuan, you and I are both men, and we are master and disciple. This is totally inappropriate. Calm down. You must have been drunk tonight. It will be fine tomorrow."

Duan Xuan looked at him, but he didn't seem to know what to do. He couldn't help but say, "Disciple is not drunk... Disciple wants Master."

Lu Zhen's mind was in a mess: "You and I are master and disciple! What do you want? I want to treat Master as a woman, right?" I

shouldn't have sewed clothes for him when I was a child! Now he treats me as a woman!

Duan Xuan looked at him blankly, as if he had lost his mind. Suddenly, he forced Lu Zhen to lie down, and pressed his lips against hers without hesitation, his hands constantly tearing at Lu Zhen's clothes.

"Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan..."

He pulled half of Lu Zhen's coat off, revealing his smooth shoulders. Duan Xuan's tongue sucked anxiously in his mouth, many times more violently than before, and his palms reached into his clothes in a disorderly manner.

"Xiao Xuan... listen to me... Duan Xuan!"

Lu Zhen was furious, and a stream of spiritual energy suddenly emanated from his palm. Duan Xuan was caught off guard and was immediately hit in the chest. He groaned and flew backwards! He hit the wall of the stone house, and there was a loud "bang". The bookcase fell to the ground, and hundreds of books fell to the ground.

"Xiao Xuan, you are confused today, you will be fine tomorrow. Listen to me, you and I are originally a master and apprentice relationship, today's incident should be treated as if it never happened, we will..."

Duan Xuan covered his chest and said nothing, his figure suddenly turned into a black shadow, and rushed out of the door in a hurry.

Lu Zhen shouted anxiously: "Duan Xuan! Where are you going!"

Is this going to make him, as a master, worry about it!