First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

"Why don't you just follow us and go back to the sect together. Anyway, it will be the opening day of the sect in a few days. Senior, you will definitely be selected!" Seeing Yan Zhongcan's hard work, Ge Muyun excitedly came to the rescue.

Si Jue glanced at her, and she immediately fell silent.

"Thank you." Yan Chongcan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words. Seeing that Si Jue was still full of displeasure, he smiled flatteringly at him. His bright eyes instantly bent into two crescent moons. Anyone who saw him would feel close to him.

"You take care of yourself." Si Jue remained motionless, and only said to Ge Muyun, obviously warning her not to lure wolves into the house.After finishing speaking, he pressed his sword and left the table.

Ge Muyun didn't defend in a low voice until his figure disappeared: "Senior brother is fierce, but he is very kind."

"I know," Yan Chongcan nodded, "He cares about you very much."

He is a short-sighted person, and he added the first advantage to the observation book in his heart.

With Ge Muyun's guarantee, Yan Chongcan's room was successfully registered under Hong Xuanzong's name. Not only was the price reduced a lot, it was also next to Sijue's room.

The rooms of a sect are often surrounded together, like a courtyard, and there is a spacious courtyard in the middle for them to practice.It may look like an ordinary inn room from the outside, but once the door is opened, it is another world.

Yan Chongcan didn't think it was strange, his imaginary world was full of such designs, and every door opened always had a different view.

After entering the room, Huoyue slammed onto the bed and took the most comfortable position first: "Call me if you have anything to do, I'm going to sleep."

Knowing that it likes to sleep after flying for a long time, Yan Chongcan smiled and made the quilt more comfortable for it, then walked to the window to enjoy the scenery.

As soon as the window was opened, there was a rustling wind.It was Si Jue practicing his sword.

Si Jue is a sword addict, if nothing troubles him, he can be addicted to swords for 360 days and [-] hours.

Silver lights shot out from his sword in the courtyard. His moves were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, extremely concise, without any unnecessary movements. A touch of the sword tip is a mighty murderous aura.

Mo Qing is also good at using swords. She taught Yan Chongcan's swordsmanship. She said that the focus of the sword is the Dao Xin, but she didn't say what the Dao Xin is.

The man's sword was lonely and bleak, and the blade as bright as frost and snow caused dust all over the courtyard. In a trance, Yan Chongcan felt the bitter chill through his floating figure.He saw Sijue's way of sword, the straight way is firm and sharp, even a bit stubborn, it doesn't contain any emotions, only the eternal progress without hesitation.

He was fascinated by it without knowing it.

Thousands of tricks, all in one sheath.

Fallen leaves were falling like rain, Si Jue brushed the grass clippings off his shoulders with his sword, the light of the sword dissipated, and when he lifted his eyelids, he saw the young man lying on the window looking at him bewilderedly.

The young man's eyes were focused and earnest, as if admiring some incredible miracle, and even the smile on his lips was cute, as if the frosty cold wind blowing away from the courtyard was just for this moment to break into his eyes.

Si Jue's fingers holding the sword tightened suddenly.

The eyes of the two collided for a long time before Yan Chongcan reacted slowly. He was afraid that he would feel that he was stealing his teacher. Just as he was about to explain, Si Jue didn't give him a chance. Perceived embarrassment.

In the middle of the night, Ge Muyun forcibly dragged Yan Chongcan to her room, a lonely man and a widow, just for a box of rouge.

Yan Chongcan didn't think there was anything wrong, he was used to getting along with his sisters, and Ge Muyun didn't think there was anything wrong, she didn't even think of Yan Chongcan as a man—not so much a man, but more like her confidant or beauty consultant.

The only thing that feels wrong is the Judgment.

Originally, he just wanted to explain the task to his junior sister, but he frowned immediately when he heard laughter and laughter from inside as soon as he walked to the door.

"Deng Tuzi." He stamped Yan Chongcan.

The moment he touched the door with his hand, Fang was about to use force, when he heard the crisp voice of his junior sister: "So, do you really recognize my senior brother?"

But the apprentice was also frank: "Yes, there is no one better than him."

The strength in his hand suddenly lost.

The two inside were putting the top-grade petals into a clean stone mortar at this time, Yan Chongcan was in charge of pounding them into a thick paste, and she was watching and learning, and chatting about daily life by the way.

Ge Muyun was really curious why Yan Chongcan was full of praise for her senior brother. She always thought that everyone was afraid of her senior brother. You must know that even some disciples of Hong Xuanzong had misunderstood Si Jue.

Listening to her question, Yan Chongcan didn't hide it, and directly said half-truthfully that he wanted to make friends with Sijue, and felt that he met certain standards of his own, and that's why the conversation happened.

Outside the door, Si Jue's ears were red, and the moment he withdrew his hand and turned around, he heard Ge Muyun's exclamation: "So you want to join Hongxuanzong because of senior brother?"

...for myself?

Si Jue was slightly taken aback.

He suddenly remembered the way the boy looked at him a few hours ago.Could it be that Yan Chongcan is really interested in him?But they had never met before.Or is he... has been secretly paying attention to himself?

Dao heart suddenly lost its sense of proportion, Si Jue held the sword forcefully, and felt the rough scabbard pass over his palm before he calmed down.

The two were still talking heart-to-heart without knowing it, he turned around, stiffly, and left with one hand and one foot.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Chongcan got up early, thinking about performing better, and when he got downstairs, people from other sects had already gathered in twos and threes, and people from the Seven Sacred Sects even greeted him when they saw him.

"Senior, did you come to bet so early?" After exchanging names, the disciple Bai Qiwen who had spoken to him yesterday approached him and asked.

"Just call me fellow Taoist." Yan Chongcan didn't want to be too pretentious, although considering his real age and cultivation level, he wouldn't feel guilty about being a senior.He glanced at the crowd in front of the counter and asked in a low voice, "What bet?"

"Which sect picked the most night pomegranates this time?" Bai Qiwen was very strange at first, but when he remembered that it was the first time for the person in front of him to go down the mountain, he understood again, "You may wish to press you, Xuanzong, anyway, every mission As long as there is a decision, you have the greatest chance of winning."

The corner of Yan Chongcan's mouth twitched: "Could it be possible that there are still disciples who do not suppress their sect?"

"Yan Daoyou is just joking. Gambling is just a side-time activity after our mission, just to earn some change for ourselves. Of course, you don't have to care too much about it." He said, lowering his voice again, "But... the one who has been bet the most Zongmen, if you don't get the first place, you will definitely be ridiculed, and it will be very embarrassing."

So it is said to be a sideshow, but in fact it is a conspiracy between various sects.

Yan Chongcan changed his mind and said with a smile, "Then I'll try it too."

He squeezed through the crowd, casually threw ten high-grade spirit stones onto the table: "Yahong Xuanzong is number one."

Ten pieces of crystal clear moistening spirit stones were thrown down like this without money, which was particularly eye-catching among the mottled low-grade spirit stones, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Bai Qiwen was also shocked, he never expected that he was so rich, so he became more certain about the conjecture of an illegitimate child.

This room has not come out of the shock of the high-grade spirit stone, Hongxuanzong's people also came down, besides Si Jue and Ge Muyun, there were two other disciples, they all walked obediently behind Si Jue, not daring to lift their heads, But the rest of the disciples present didn't feel ashamed of them, because their situation was even worse, they didn't dare to vent their anger, and their faces were about to turn pale.

"Hey, let's go out, together." Yan Chongcan raised his lips and smiled when he saw Si Jue, and ran over to walk side by side with him in small steps, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Seeing his close appearance, everyone was terrified and admired.

It's also rare that Si Jue doesn't dislike someone, he actually acquiesced that he was too close to him, if you look carefully, you can still see his ears that have begun to turn pink.

"Junior Sister, this...is this the friend you mentioned? What's the relationship with Senior Brother?" The two disciples asked Ge Muyun quietly.

Ge Muyun looked at the two people in front of them walking without any barrier, and was also at a loss. She didn't know what kind of transformation her senior brother had undergone after a night, so she could only smile dryly: "Maybe it's because they get along better."

"...Where are we going?" All the way in silence, Yan Chongcan was intoxicated in the joy of getting closer, until he left the city unknowingly, and was a little terrified by the sudden strange scene.

So cute.

Si Jue caught a glimpse of his bewildered little face, and this idea came to his mind without warning.

"Si Jue?" After waiting for a long time for an answer, Yan Chongcan called him weakly, wondering if he had said something wrong somewhere, and why his expression was so serious.

"..." The man came back to his senses in a daze. Realizing what he was thinking just now, his face blushed almost invisible, and he turned his face awkwardly and said, "Go hunting."

Yan Chongcan thought that he didn't want to talk to him, so his cheeks puffed up, and he secretly decided to work harder.

The so-called hunting is something that disciples often do when they go down the mountain. If you catch a good spirit beast, you can exchange for a lot of contribution points in the sect. It can be called the most convenient way to make a fortune. Or the favor of the elders, for some disciples who have been neglected for a long time, this is an opportunity to win attention.

The mountains are like beasts dormant, their huge bodies stretch across the vast wasteland, and the sky is so oppressed that it hangs down.

A few people stood in front of the mountain, and a disciple cautiously stepped forward and said, "Brother, I heard from the person who came to survey last night that there will be a vision in the mountains tomorrow, when the mountains will be connected, black fog will rise to the sky, and the entrance will appear along the way. ..."

Ge Muyun came to a sudden: "So tomorrow we only need to wait here until Haishi to go in and pick evening pompadours."

Si Jue didn't answer in silence, and just handed out divine sense symbols to them: "Go."

"Wait, let's go hunting by ourselves?" The disciple turned blue with fright. "Brother, won't you go with us?"

"The spirit beasts that come and go in the daytime here are only in the Qi refining period," Si Jue said with dark eyes, "Don't be coquettish."

Yan Chongcan felt pitiful seeing them cowering, and hurriedly volunteered: "How about I go with them..."

"No."

Si Jue thrust his sword into the ground, sat up in meditation on the spot, closed his eyes and said: "If I get seriously injured, I will know, why don't you go quickly?"

Hearing the coldness in his tone, the three brothers and sisters all trembled, and rushed up the mountain as quickly as if encountering a scourge after saluting.

Yan Chongcan looked around and realized that there was nothing wrong with him, so he sat cross-legged across from Si Jue and meditated with him.The distance between the two was no more than a sword.

After sensing that Si Jue was breathing evenly and confirming that he had concentrated on exhaling, Yan Chongcan suddenly opened his eyes, naturally put his elbows on his legs, lifted his chin and began to look at Si Jue steadily.

He really likes to see Si Jue's pure-hearted and ascetic appearance, as if he was born with no emotions and six desires, and his whole body is molded from frost and snow, which makes even the softest lips look as sharp as a blade.There are many beauties in the imaginary world, but he has never seen Si Jue like this. He is tall and straight, powerful, and has the indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away. The softness of wearing a skate is almost addictive.

People who are afraid of him are really blind, Yan Chongcan thought.

The forest is quiet, and an epee with exquisite sword tassels is inserted obliquely between two trees. The two sit across the sword, and the unscrupulous eyes come out from the eyes of the young man, bypassing the thick murderous sword body , boldly licking the man inch by inch, from the tip of the beauty, to the straight and straight bridge of the nose, to the neck bone that was about to disappear into the placket, and finally stopped at his slender fingers intertwined in front of him.He seemed to have acquired the true teaching of the Great Immortal Honglin appreciating beauties, even though he looked so arrogant, there was no trace of impurity, making it hard to get angry.

"It is the most top-grade hue in the world, it is radiant all over the body, and it is the most suitable for the virtual world." Yan Chongcan did not forget to write observation books in his heart while carrying out the great cause of voyeurism.

"Are you free?"

The blade of the sword suddenly shook and flew into Si Jue's hands. His eyes were already open, but he couldn't see any emotion in his extreme clarity.

Caught off guard by someone, Yan Chongcan froze, blinking his sore eyes, his face turned red like a crape myrtle flower in full bloom.

The peeping man faltered: "No...no...not idle, are you hungry, I...I'll make you something to eat."

Really bad change of subject.

Si Jue couldn't help laughing and said: "What do you eat in the wilderness?" What's more, cultivators don't need food to satisfy their hunger.

Seeing that he didn't pursue him, Yan Chongcan immediately let go of his embarrassment, "It's easy to handle, I brought a lot of food and everything in my Qiankun ring, just wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, I got busy on my own, and while I was cooking the stove I took out from the Qiankun ring, I also talked endlessly: "My sister said that there are so many people in the family, so I got her true biography, and she cooks well. Everyone loves to look for me for food. You ate so little yesterday, even though ascetics will not be hungry, you still need some food after all. Even if you only drink a little soup, you will feel strong all over your body. Think about it, when people achieve Taoism Before being a fairy, you are still a human being, even if you can move mountains, seas and sky into the earth, you are still a human being, not to mention that the fairy in the story still eats..."

Si Jue was holding the sword, and sat quietly with his eyes half closed, listening to his nonsense, not knowing whether it was annoying or not.

When seasoning the soup, Yan Chongcan secretly peeked at him, through the rising smoke, he could clearly see the man showing a faint smile towards the fragrant pot.

It turns out that he is not a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Yan Chongcan felt that he had taken another big step closer to him.