The villains are all my buddies [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Nanzhou looked up inexplicably, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit weird.

In the afternoon, he changed into white clothes and followed Meng Xiyang out the door.

This morning, a group of new disciples were mainly familiar with Yu Zongmen, and they were going to start practicing basic sword skills in the afternoon. Meng Xiyang didn't hide it from him, and told him all this.

Although he fainted yesterday and was sucked blood by that lunatic, after a night's rest, Gu Nanzhou has almost recovered.

Following Meng Xiyang to the square in front of the main hall, Gu Nanzhou looked up and roughly estimated that there were more than [-] new disciples.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, he tugged on the sleeve of Meng Xiyang next to him, and asked him: "...the inner sect and the outer sect practice together?"

He was the last one to test the spirit root yesterday, so he naturally knew how many people entered the inner door and how many people stayed at the outer door.

The number of people today is obviously gathered from the inner and outer sects, and they are all new disciples from yesterday, and some are familiar faces.

Meng Xiyang glanced at him lightly and hummed.

They had already walked into the crowd and stood side by side. He always felt as if he had forgotten something, with a troubled look on his face.

what is it then?

Ah, by the way, he seems to be an outer disciple?

After he fainted yesterday, he didn't hear what Meng Xiyang said to Lin Chuan, so he didn't know that he had blood spiritual roots, and thought he had no spiritual roots.

Outer sect disciples should usually be sweeping the floor, playing fists and kicks and so on.

"What are you thinking?" Meng Xiyang looked at him for a while, saw him staring at one place in a daze, frowned, and asked casually.

Gu Nanzhou came back to his senses, quickly shook his head and said it was nothing.

Meng Xiyang stared at his face for a while, then turned his head coldly.

At this time, Lin Chuan, who was a modest gentleman, slowly appeared on the high platform. He still had a faint smile on his face, and he looked gentle and kind.

"Has everyone arrived?" His voice was not too loud, but very moderate, so that everyone in the square could hear him clearly. "Today I'm teaching a set of basic and simple sword techniques, so I brought everyone together, which will be more efficient and save a lot of time."

He made a few simple movements in front, and asked these new disciples if they understood. Everyone nodded, and Lin Chuan asked them to practice more to get familiar with it.

His gaze swept across the crowd indifferently, and then fixed on a certain fixed place. He walked around the crowd and walked step by step in that direction.

Gu Nanzhou was seriously practicing his sword, and he glanced over there inadvertently, his body suddenly paused, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

If you are not mistaken, Lin Chuan is looking in his direction, and the person he is looking at seems to be himself, and the goal is very clear.

Gu Nanzhou stopped his movements and watched Lin Chuan walk in front of him. He raised his head and heard Lin Chuan smiling and saying, "Junior Brother, Master is waiting for you at Jingtian Pavilion, I will take you there now."

After he finished explaining, he was about to turn around when he heard the young man ask suspiciously: "I don't know who is the master of senior brother?"

"Wu Yuan Taoist."

Gu Nanzhou lowered his eyes, he didn't expect that Lin Chuan was also a disciple of Taoist Wu Yuan, this was beyond his expectation.

He walked out of the team and followed Lin Chuan in one direction, not noticing that Meng Xiyang behind him squinted his eyes with a cold expression.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound!

The two who were about to leave turned their heads together. When Gu Nanzhou saw Meng Xiyang lying unconscious on the ground, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then rushed over!

"Xiyang, what's the matter with you?" Gu Nanzhou hugged his head, anxious.

He was obviously fine just now, but why did he suddenly faint? Today's weather is neither hot nor cold, it must not be the reason for this.

A strange light flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes. He stepped forward quickly, and immediately put on a concerned expression on his face, "Help him aside and have a look. It's not been a while since the practice, so it shouldn't be a big deal."

It's only the first day, and he can't bear it anymore?

It seemed that the incense burner was more effective than he had imagined.

Gu Nanzhou flusteredly helped him to the side of the stone pillar, held his face and observed carefully, his lips were pale, and his face obviously lost a trace of blood.

At this time, Zhuxiu and Fatty, who were practicing swordsmanship, also rushed over. They squatted beside Meng Xiyang, their eyes full of genuine worry.

Zhuxiu touched Meng Xiyang's face and found it was cold, so she could only look at Lin Chuan for help, "Brother, can you save Ayang? His body is getting cold slowly, and his condition may not be very good .”

They have only been here for a day, so they are not familiar with everything here, and they don't know if there is a doctor in Yuzongmen, if not, they have to go down the mountain.

Lin Chuan smiled slightly and comforted them: "It's okay, just rest for a while, he may just not be used to this set of swordsmanship, and his body is broken, and he will wake up later to comb and comb, and he will be fine soon."

Hearing his words, both Zhuxiu and the little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and the little fat man said thoughtfully: "I think it should be the same. After all, I was fine yesterday. There is no reason to get sick so soon."

Gu Nanzhou gave the little fat man a hard look, which made the little fat man stunned for a while. He scratched his head, apparently not knowing what he said wrong.

Gu Nanzhou lowered his head and reached out to touch Meng Xiyang's forehead, it was cold.

He gradually frowned, feeling that this incident was weird everywhere, but he couldn't tell what was wrong until the person in his arms woke up slowly.

Meng Xiyang's eyelashes trembled slightly. When he opened his eyes, Gu Nanzhou's worried expression came into his eyes. He stared at it for a while before getting out of his arms.

"Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?" Gu Nanzhou asked anxiously.

"No problem." He glanced at Lin Chuan lightly, and then said: "Before, I felt a fire in my body, which seemed to burn to the dantian, but now it's much better, but my body is sleepy and heavy, and I can't lift it up."

Lin Chuan on the side heard this, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

He was a little puzzled, didn't the incense burner say that it needs to be burned for three days to be effective?It's only been one night, and that kid's spiritual root was actually sealed.

He regained his composure and smiled at Meng Xiyang: "Junior Brother Meng, you don't need to practice today. You don't feel well, so go back and rest early."

Meng Xiyang glanced at him, nodded, turned his head to look at Gu Nanzhou, who was full of worries, and said softly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Lin Chuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, yes, it's fine now, but something will happen soon.

"Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Meng is fine now, so you can rest assured that Master is still waiting for you, so don't keep him waiting for too long." Lin Chuan reminded gently.

Gu Nanzhou sized up Meng Xiyang for a few seconds, and after making sure that he was fine, he followed Lin Chuan and left in one direction.

Meng Xiyang stood where he was, looking at their backs coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Why wait three days, why not start now.

……

Gu Nanzhou came out of Jingtian Hall with a blank expression on his face, what does Taoist Wuyuan mean by this?

He thought that Taoist Wuyuan asked him to come here because he wanted to know what happened yesterday, after all, he fainted during the test yesterday.

Who knows, he didn't ask anything.

Instead, he said some inexplicable things, asking him to take care of Meng Xiyang more and not to let him do some extreme things.

At that time, Gu Nanzhou thought that Taoist Wuyuan was also reborn, but he soon realized that it was not. Taoist Wuyuan seemed to have a premonition.

I can't explain it clearly, but I always feel uneasy in a faint way.

Gu Nanzhou walked all the way back, but still felt that Taoist Wuyuan's words were a bit inexplicable. According to the information given by the system, the villain was blackened five years later.

So, the old man didn't have a premonition too early, did he?

At this time, Gu Nanzhou didn't know what Meng Xiyang had experienced in the past five years. He subconsciously felt that Meng Xiyang was the favored son of heaven in this Jade Sect.

It should be admired by all people.

After that day, Taoist Wuyuan entered the cave, and a group of new disciples practiced daily as usual. Gu Nanzhou gradually discovered that Meng Xiyang seemed to be standing still.

After practicing for half a month, he was a little powerless.

He approached him suspiciously, "Xiyang, haven't you gathered your Qi yet?"

He observed carefully for a while, and found that every movement of Meng Xiyang's sword was very clumsy.

Generally speaking, after a few days of practice, newcomers can gather Qi. As long as they have spiritual roots, they can absorb and gather spiritual energy from the world.

Meng Xiyang is a heavenly spirit root, his talent is higher than others, logically speaking, his progress should also be greater than ordinary people, but...

Hearing Gu Nanzhou's words, Meng Xiyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his expression was very indifferent, "...Maybe I still can't understand the secret of this."

The people who practiced together in the square sneered, their eyes were full of disdain. Obviously, Meng Xiyang's powerlessness these days, they all saw in their eyes.

"Tsk tsk, there are some people, no matter how talented they are, they are still like trash. If they can't understand the way of cultivating immortals, why not go down the mountain to farm and sell sweet potatoes!"