CH 52

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The burning flame saint soon found that the sect master had changed.

In the past, she only cared about two things. One is practising martial arts, and the other is urging the young sect master to practise martial arts.

Although she was born beautiful, she was very stingy about showing her beauty to the outside world. She stayed in the empty, cold and secluded hall all day long, like a bat living in a cave.

Right Dharma Protector Qiu Shuang is her eyes and mouth. She is her most intimate hand and foot. Informing her about the sect and relaying the  orders of the sect master.

But now, Chi Wanwan’s has taken the initiative to go out of the cave and began to care about the affairs inside and outside the Sacred Burning Flame sect. Her eagerness was undisguised. As if she would do anything to immediately improve the strength of the whole Sacred Burning Flame sect if she could.

Not only that, but the attitude towards her biological son has also changed greatly. She seemed to have awakened her long overdue motherly feelings, and finally realised that she had been too harsh in the past, and became very tender.

It seems that what was just a handy tool for her, suddenly became a treasure on the tip of her heart.

Perhaps it was because she suddenly realised that he was not only a useful sword to kill, but also possessed extraordinary wisdom and talent and therefore had a higher cultivation value.

She used to be extremely harsh on Chi Jianxue because she thought that with her son’s talent and disposition, he would never be able to win against Chu Tiannan. Only by the most extreme means can he be sharpened into the sharpest knife.

When Yuan Buwei woke up and showed more talent than the original body, Chi Wanwan saw hope for revenge against Chu Tiannan and she immediately changed her attitude.

Yuan Buwei is now being cultivated by Chi Wanwan.

Hw is able to read the most precious secret and precious skills of the sect at will. There are always two top-ranking experts acting as his Dharma protector. The recent top scholar of the imperial court was kidnapped to teach him. The tastiest pastries from the south Yangtze River, the pearls from the North Sea, the exotic flowers of the desert, whatever he wanted, she would give him.

The maternal love that had been missing for ten years seemed to be compensated overnight.

And Yuan Buwei’s performance did not disappoint her.

It was still snowy, and the sky was white.

In the snow, Yuan Buwei had stood for a long time, his hair and robe were dyed white, and the eyelashes covering his eyelids were also covered with a layer of frost.

The fluctuation of qi around him became weaker and weaker. Gradually, his whole person seemed to become integrated with the wind and snow, and his spirit was fused with heaven and earth.

As if he became one with the breeze, a floating snowflake, and the breath of heaven and earth.

In the next moment, the young man reached out his hand in an ordinary motion and slashed his fingers like a sword, and easily cut a snowflake in half. His hand sweeping across the sky was as natural as splashing ink to paint, and invisible qi moved with it. repelling all the flying snow around, leaving the three metres around him bare.

The snowflakes that were repelled were not disorderly, but split into tens of thousands of halves in mid air by the force of qi. Falling down slowly, like silver sand, evenly falling a circle on the ground.

“Not bad, the young sect master’s control of Qi is becoming more exquisite, to the finest detail.”

In the swirling white snow, this touch of green is particularly conspicuous. The green flying sleeves are like willow branches blowing the wind and snow. The right dharma protector, Qiu Shuang, came over with admiring eyes.

Yuan Buwei nodded at her: “Right dharma protector”.

In the past, Chi Wanwan never paid attention to the important affairs of the Sacred Burning Flame sect, and supervised the original body’s practice from morning to night. Now that she is determined to revive the Sacred Burning Flame sect, she assigned her previous task to her most trusted right protector, Qiu Shuang.

In front of Yuan Buwei, Chi Wanwan did not explain her intentions. Simply saying that both the left and right dharma protectors are top experts, since he is still inexperienced in martial arts he needs someone to guard in order to avoid going astray.

If he has any need, he can also directly find the right dharma protector.

Right dharma protector Qiu Shuang is a strange person.

She is the most loyal dog by Chi Wanwan’s side. Even if Chi Wanwan’s order is to kill herself, she will not hesitate; in An Yan’s description,”she doesn’t seem to belong in the devil school, she is more disciplined than those in the orthodox sect.” If it comes to the rules of the Sacred Burning Flame sect, no one can remember word for word, even the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall may not be able to. However the right dharma protector Qiu Shuang can definitely do it.

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When Chi Wanwan asked her to protect Yuan Buwei, she really stayed close to him. For as long as Yuan Buwei practised, she stood by and guarded as long as she was able.

She gave a serious salute to Yuan Buwei, and her voice was still unable to hide her excitement: “The young sect master has rarely seen talent. In a short time, your martial arts realm has already reached a higher realm. If it was not for lack of qi, it is almost possible to confront those masters of Jianghu. If I had not seen it with my own eyes , I would hardly believe it.”

Yuan Buwei said: “Maybe it’s because the burning heart mental technique is already extraordinary. After all, it is the supreme technique of the Sacred Burning Flame sect.”

“No. this subordinate has a clear understanding of the previous sect masters practice of the burning heart mental technique and how their realms increased.” Qiu Shuang shook her head seriously in retort, “Young sect master has high compatibility with the burning heart mental technique. As if the young sect master was destined to born in our Sacred Burning Flame sect”

Facing the overly determined gaze of the woman in green, Yuan Buwei suddenly realised something.

He chuckled, “Maybe so.”

As he spoke, something suddenly flew from behind him, with a strong sound when breaking through the air.

Yuan Buwei didn’t turn his head back. His wrist rolled out from his sleeve, using an invisible flow of qi to pull the object to circle back until it landed firmly in his palm.

That is a delicate and small box.

When it was opened, a box full of neatly arranged snacks was revealed. Each one has its own attractiveness and exudes a seductive sweetness. Yuan Buwei suddenly fell into a dilemma of which to choose.

He could not help sighing seriously: “Today, I finally understand the troubles of the emperor facing his harem of three thousand”. He asked the person behind him “Does dharma protector An have any good suggestions?”

An Yan understood his meaning immediately. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously: “Young sect master has tasted the others before, so you might as well try the iced pear cake made for the first time today.”

Yuan Buwei happily accepted his suggestion.

The right dharma protector Qiu Shuang looked at An Yan with displeasure, writing the big words “You are corrupting the young sect master” all over her face. She regarded the left dharma protector An Yan as the culprit of the degeneration of the holy son.

Facing her murderous eyes, An Yan who inexplicably carried the black pot, smiled and greeted:

“Right dharma protector, it’s my turn.”

Qiu Shuang looked at him coldly and told him: “Left dharma protector, have some self-respect.” Then she left.

An Yan: “…”

Even after she had left far away, An Yan could still feel her murderous aura.

He looked inexplicable and asked innocently: “Could the right dharma protector have found out that I ran to the Tianxiang Pavilion to drink flower wine on the way to the assassination mission yesterday?”

“No, if she knew it, how could she not expose it to the law enforcement hall, it is not in line with her style”

Then remembering the self-respect comment his imagination became more and more wild, and his face gradually became frightened.

Is she perhaps greedy for my body?

Right dharma protector, unexpectedly you were this type of peron.

Should he refuse, or pretend to submit? It seems that it’s beneficial to pretend…

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A handful of snow hit his face, interrupting An Yan’s fantasy, and the young man’s leisurely voice sounded.

“Although I don’t know what you are thinking about, most of them are delusions. It’s better to seriously consider my last suggestion and completely replace the right dharma protector in the sect masters heart. At least it is more likely to come true, he suggested.”

Hearing this devil-like voice, An Yan was stimulated and subconsciously clamped his legs.

Suddenly, all his thoughts vanished.

His gaze doubting life fell on the innocent face of the youth who looked like a harmless animal. Eager for knowledge, Yuan Buwei asked “Dharma protector An should be here to teach me the concealment technique right? With your concealment technique, where would you rank among the current Jianghu?”

When he asked this question, the Dharma Protector immediately forgot his other thoughts and stated proudly: “Young sect master has asked the right question. In terms of concealed assassination, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass An Yan.”

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An Yan: “…”

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Although he was very angry, thinking that this is the young sect master, he forced out a ferocious smile: “Stop talking nonsense, I will teach the little master how to practise the Illusion arts.”

An Yan felt that his memory at this time had reached the peak of his life. Even those extremely abnormal practice methods and tricks for illusion arts many years ago had been pulled out from his memory without mistake. He wanted to let the young sect leader enjoy the beatings from his predecessors

But several hours later, looking at Yuan Buwei who had memorised all the tips and tricks in just one go, he once again fell into a situation of doubting life.

The happy Anyan showed a row of question marks and the fulfilling days of cultivation passed.

The heavy snow on the Tianshan Mountain has not melted all year round, like layers of white snow smeared between heaven and earth, and nearly six years have passed by in a blink of an eye.

“No, you practised wrong.”

The wind and snow filled the sky, and the young man’s clear voice spread with the wind and snow: “This footwork stresses that the illusory is reality and the reality is illusory, it is unpredictable. highlighting the illusory, will leave you shackled within the framework.”

Following this voice, the flying snow all over the sky seemed to turn into countless flying swords, flying towards the figure on the snowy ground from various inconceivable angles. Each sword pointed directly at his weakness, forcing him to constantly change his position, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, and finally his outer jacket was cut by a “sword”. He halted completely, cutting a sorry figure.

“Hu”

An Yan released a long breath of white air out of his mouth and lowered his head deeply. His voice was both reverent and awed.

“Thank you young sect master, for your teachings.”

The person in the distance slowly came over. He actually controlled the flying snow with real qi from hundreds of metres away, controlling those incredible moves just now.

An Yan has long been used to it.

In the past, he was instructed to teach the young sect master martial arts, but the position between the two changed within two years. In the past few years, it is mostly the young sect leader teaching him. Even the sect leader doesn’t know this.

Even if An Yan claims to be the person who understands the young sect master the best, even he doesn’t know how high his cultivation level is.

An Yan bowed his head respectfully. He could not hear the footsteps of the other party, and even did not know whether the other party was moving closer or farther.

However, his posture has not changed at all. If possible, he even bent his waist deeper.

Maybe other people think that the young sect master is highly gifted in martial arts, but is a complete martial arts idiot. He has been practising to achieve revenge for many years, and he is extremely fond of the sect leader. He is usually indifferent but humble and a person easy to get along with and very easy to see through.

Thinking of the rumours he had heard before, An Yan simply wanted to laugh.

These people’s misunderstanding of the young sect master is really too great.

Only An Yan, who was the first to approach him, knew in his heart how unfathomable the  young sect master was.

Over the years, his rapid progress in martial arts cultivation, the extensive “friends” he has formed in the Sacred Burning Flame sect, and even some of the things he did when he went out to perform missions, all stemmed from the young sect master’s instruction.

Even so, he still found it difficult to predict the young sect master.

In front of him, An Yan seemed to become an ordinary man with no accomplishments. Like opening the door in the middle of the night and facing the vast darkness outside. Curiosity and fear, exploration and awe surged together in his heart.

There are too many secrets that make An Yan’s waist bend deeper. Until the voice of the teenager sounded faintly in his ear, the wind and snow dispersing with it.

“Get ready. I’m going down the mountain.”