I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Intermittent confiding voices came from inside the door, it was Han Xijian.

Fu Weiwei's hand pressing on the door couldn't help clenching his fist.

"Sister Xiaoyue...I don't know what to do...I can't break through this level no matter what, but my juniors are cultivating faster one by one..."

"They say I have talent... But why do I... I don't believe I have talent anymore... Maybe it was just luck at the beginning, I don't have any talent at all..."

"Master scolded me again today... I'm a waste... woo woo woo..."

The door slid open silently with a palm-width gap, and Fu Weiwei saw the shadow on the ground. The young man was lying on the chair with his arms around his shoulders. Pitiful.

Just as she was about to go in to comfort her, she heard Han Xijian whispering in a hoarse voice: "Especially that big fool Fu Weiwei, he is the most hateful, I don't want to see him again!"

Fu Weiwei froze, as if suddenly turned into a clay sculpture, unable to speak or move.

After a while, a gust of wind blew by, and Han Xijian was startled when he heard the door creak behind him, and hurriedly looked back, as if he saw someone passing by in his tearful eyes.

"Who??"

Han Xijian jumped up and walked towards the door with a sword in hand.

No one is outside the door.

There is only a shelf of purple flowers, which exudes an elegant fragrance under the moonlight.

Fu Weiyi leaned on the roof and saw Han Xijian go in, so he quietly retreated and left the No. [-] Restaurant.

He returned empty-handed, which surprised both Qin Chiyu and Lu Wanxian.

Qin Chiyu had just boasted that Fu Weiwei would definitely bring Han Xijian back, but now that there was no one there, Qin Chiyu hurriedly looked behind Fu Weiyi, and asked, "Where is Han Xijian?"

"He has something to do." Fu Weiyi said briefly.Every time he was in a bad mood and didn't want to explain, he would use this perfunctory answer.

"Have you seen him?" Qin Chiyu noticed a loophole in Fu Weiyi's answer.

The loophole was caught straight, and Fu Weiwei could only answer: "...um."

"What did he do?" Lu Wanxian asked, "Are you still angry and won't come back with you? I'll go find him."

"Master," Fu Weiyi took a step forward and stopped Lu Wanxian intentionally or unintentionally, "Let Xiao Han be alone for a while. It's not that he doesn't want to break through the current predicament and put pressure on him in vain. No help."

Lu Wanxian looked into Fu Weiwei's eyes, Fu Weiwei's expression was very serious, he sincerely hoped that Lu Wanxian would stop forcing Han Xi to see him again.

"You really think so?" Lu Wanxian squinted his eyes, "Didn't you always advocate overloading training and stimulating your inner potential in order to break through? It's not that you don't know Han Xijian's current state. Is it a burden? He is not under pressure. You dare not speak of him, nor do I want to speak of him, so just let him be so depressed?"

Fu Weiyi lowered his eyes, but his tone was still strong, refusing to budge: "Master is right, but there is no rush at this moment."

Lu Wanxian flicked his sleeves: "Every time I say it's not urgent, it's just a moment. Isn't there a few moments in the past 100 years? How many more moments do you have to wait? Get out of the way!"

Fu Weiyi only felt a huge force rushing towards his face, he gritted his teeth and stood on his heels, and forcibly took Lu Wanxian's blow.

Lu Wanxian couldn't shake Fu Weiyi away with one move, so he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Looking up, he saw Fu Weiwei's face was ashen, with a line of blood red on his lips.

Lu Wanxian frowned, he didn't know what to say to this stubborn and protective Fu Weiyi.

In the past, like Fu Weiyi, he indulged Han Xi in every possible way, and Han Xi would do whatever he wanted when he saw love.

Later, in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament, Han Xi saw that his ranking was lower than the last time, and finally his self-confidence collapsed, and he didn't even want to participate in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament.

After a cultivator reaches the golden core stage, it is true that he can delay aging and keep his face, as if he can live in peace even if he eats and plays, but Han Xijian is not the kind of person who can be content with standing still. He has a sense of pride Once he finds that the people around him who are not as good as him are far behind him, he can't stand it anymore. This kind of inner torture eventually turns into a collapse of self-confidence. When it comes to cultivation, the breakdown of mentality often brings helplessness. undoing disaster.

Lu Wanxian still remembers the last time Han Xijian failed to break through the realm in the mid-Yuanying period, and the spiritual power in his body was devoured inch by inch, and finally died of exhaustion.

At that time, Han Xijian was lying in his arms, as light as a dead leaf. He watched Han Xijian's five declines and died, and there was nothing he could do. Lu Wanxian absolutely didn't want to experience that kind of heartbreak and pain again.

And after he was forced to be reborn, one of the motivations that made him willing to accept this fate was to be able to do it all over again, changing Han Xijian's fate so that Han Xijian could live happily for a long time.

Now that fate has gone round and round and returned to the original track, how can Lu Wanxian accept it calmly?

"Fu Weiwei, you are not doing him good, but harming him." Lu Wanxian said coldly, "Where is he? If you don't tell me, I'll use my spiritual sense to find him!"

"Master, just tonight, please...cough...don't go to him." Fu Weiwei spat out blood, wiped his mouth dryly, his lips were still pale, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"You—" Lu Wanxian choked on his chest.

Seeing that the master and apprentice were at a stalemate, the atmosphere was extremely stiff.

Although Qin Chiyu didn't know why Lu Wanxian had to find Han Xijian, he was still a bit biased towards Fu Weiwei in the matter of Han Xijian, but Lu Xianchang would never trouble Han Xijian for no reason. Such a decision must have been made for a reason.

However, in the current stalemate, we should find a way to resolve it.

"Senior Master Lu, Senior Brother Fu, you two calm down, how about this, I'll go find Senior Brother Han and come back." Qin Chiyu said.

Fu Weiwei looked puzzled, and looked at Qin Chiyu, who winked at him and hooked his shoulder: "Brother Fu, come here, show me the way."

Lu Wanxian also looked at Qin Chiyu suspiciously.

Qin Chiyu hooked Fu Weiyi out for a while, and asked in a low voice, "What the hell did Han Xi do?"

Fu Weiyi's mouth was tightly shut.

"Could he be doing something shameful? You'd rather force Immortal Lu to beat you than tell the truth?" Qin Chiyu pointedly pierced Fu Weiyi's psychology of trying to hide something.

Fu Weiyi's firm expression showed signs of cracking.

"Did he go drinking?" Qin Chiyu asked tentatively, "Or did he go to whoring and gambling?" Qin Chiyu himself didn't believe the latter item, so he just asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Fu Weiyi's eyes actually dodged.

"He really went whoring?" Qin Chiyu was shocked. Although a cultivator can basically suppress all the needs of the mundane world, the Taoist market is not without such dirty places.

Thinking of a little white rabbit like Han Xijian going to a place full of big bad wolves, Qin Chiyu felt in danger. How could Fu Weiyi be so calm?

"No." Fu Weiyi couldn't hold back when Qin Chiyu asked, "He's just... looking for someone to talk to."

"Who do you want to talk to?" Qin Chiyu hurriedly hit the snake on the stick.

"..." Fu Weiyi was silent for a moment, then said the name, "Sister Xiaoyue."

Xiao, sister Xiaoyue?

Why does this name sound so unreasonable.

He also said that it wasn't a romantic place, where would a serious girl be called Sister Xiaoyue?

Especially from Fu Weiyi's straightforward tone, it seems even more indecent.

Qin Chiyu tugged at Fu Weiwei, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I know what's going on, now take me to Sister Xiaoyue's."

"It's not what you think..." Fu Weiyi hesitated.

"Don't worry, as long as you take me there now, I will pretend that nothing happened, and I won't say a word to Lu Xianchang." Qin Chiyu threatened in a low voice, "If you don't take me now, I will take you just now." Tell Lu Xianchang everything you told me."

Fu Weiyi felt his scalp tighten for a while.

It's night, No. [-] Restaurant.

In the purple flower courtyard, the moonlight shines on the roof tiles.

"This is it?" Qin Chiyu asked in a low voice.

Fu Weiyi nodded.

Qin Chiyu lifted a tile, and was suddenly held down by Fu Weiyi.

Qin Chiyu winked at him and asked him to take his hand away: "Are you assured that Han Xijian will stay in the same room with sister Xiaoyue for a night? Let go!"

Fu Weiyi was a little sullen, but he still moved his hand away.

Qin Chiyu lifted the tiles and looked down.

Han Xijian was the only one in the room, and there was a table in the middle of the room. Han Xijian was eating a plate of delicacies from the No. [-] Restaurant while reading a book, giggling from time to time. Carefree, completely without the miserable appearance of being trained.

Qin Chiyu: "..."

Therefore, Lu Xianzhang made a good judgment, so he should hang Han Xijian upside down and beat him up, so that he can understand what pressure is.

However, unlike what Fu Weiyi said, Han Xi was the only person in the room. Qin Chiyu observed for a long time, but he didn't see any sister Xiaoyue.

Qin Chiyu closed the tile and hooked his finger at Fu Weiyi.

Fu Weiyi leaned closer with some disgust: "What?"

"Where is Sister Xiaoyue?" Qin Chiyu asked.

"You didn't see it?" Fu Weiyi replied, "It's on the wall."

on the wall? ?

Qin Chiyu was agitated, although he was not afraid of ghosts, but the atmosphere, the night, and this serious Fu Weiyi made people feel chills involuntarily.

Qin Chiyu lifted the tiles again and looked into the house.

Sure enough, there was a painting hanging on the north wall.

While eating, Han Xijian rubbed her oily soft lips and said to the person on the painting: "Sister Xiaoyue, it's a pity that you can't come down to eat with me, so I will finish eating alone! Tonight Don't bother me too, don't bother me, I really have nowhere to go..."

Qin Chiyu felt his eyebrows twitching.

I saw that the painting on the wall was a fine brushwork figure painting, depicting a young woman with flying clothes, walking on the clouds, like a fairy, the woman smiled sweetly, her eyes were full of emotion, as if she could understand all the misery.

There is a picture text in the blank space of the painting. Qin Chiyu used his eyesight to see the inscription clearly: Xiaoyue, a girl from the Gu family, fell in love at first sight at first sight. People, I would like to remember this painting.

Qin Chiyu pressed his brows with one hand to prevent cramps, and looked up at Fu Weiyi with an indescribable expression: "...is this Sister Xiaoyue?"

Fu Weiyi looked straightforward: "Otherwise?"

Fine.Qin Chiyu thought, no wonder Fu Weiyi was so reassured that Han Xijian was staying outside overnight, and the two of them had an agreement to play tricks on Lu Xianchang.

When Qin Chiyu thought that Lu Xianchang was really worried about Han Xijian, he shot and hurt Fu Weiyi. I'm afraid he still feels uncomfortable now, but Fu Weiyi and Han Xijian kept it from him together, making it seem that Lu Xianchang was too strict. Generally harsh, Qin Chiyu couldn't help but burst into anger when he thought of this.

He pushed Fu Weiyi away, jumped off the roof, kicked open the door, and dragged the surprised Han Xijian out.

"Go, come back with me." Qin Chiyu's face was frosty.

"Xiao Chiyu, how do you know I'm here?" Han Xijian widened her slightly raised peach blossom eyes in surprise, and then, those black and white pupils moved to Fu Weiyi next to her, and widened a little more , "You, why are you here?"

Qin Chiyu was puzzled: "Didn't you discuss it with him?"

Han Xijian shook his head immediately, and then, he thought of something, with a guilty look on his face.

I'm afraid it's not, when he just ran here to cry with sister Xiaoyue, the wind that blew the door open was not the wind, but - Fu Weiyi? !

Didn't Fu Weiyi hear everything he said?

Han Xijian immediately looked at Fu Weiyi in horror, but Fu Weiyi had no expression on his face, and could not see any clues at all.

Han Xijian's heart was tormented as if it was being roasted on a raging fire, and Qin Chiyu turned her back to Wanhua Mountain without even bothering to wipe her mouth.