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

Han Xijian's sense of mission has grown stronger ever since she learned that she has a heavy responsibility to lead the lightning for Lu Wanxian's flying sword.

This time, he didn't want to surpass anyone, or live up to anyone's expectations. He just wanted to do one thing by himself, which was to break through the situation quickly, attract robbery, and help Qin Chiyu successfully forge a new sword. The flying sword, so that the master can show his talents in the four seas ranking battle.

Although the master is not a swordsman, his flying sword is also very powerful. Han Xijian once confronted him and was beaten, and now recalling it, he still has lingering fears.Master has a high level of attainment in sword cultivation, if one lacks a flying sword, it means that one way to win is missing, Han Xijian cannot let Master take this risk.

After Han Xijian clarified her goal, she was motivated to work hard.

Every morning around Yin time, he would go to the study to study the volume that Fu Weiyi hand-copied, and in the afternoon he would discuss with Fu Weiwei, and the two of them discussed until late at night.

This day, again.

Fu Weiyi stared at Han Xijian, who was studying seriously under the lamp, and was touched by the first time he saw Han Xijian holding a sword on the worship platform.At that time, he was so concentrated that he used the edge of his sword to pick apart the fragments of the magic circle one by one, and he couldn't pick out a single mistake.

Fu Weiwei's mind was also attracted by it.

"Hmm..." Han Xi saw that after all, he was just recovering from a serious injury, so he was overworked at the moment, so he couldn't help but frowned, tilted his head slightly, propped his temple with one hand, and rubbed it unconsciously.

"Let's read it tomorrow, don't be in a hurry." Fu Weiwei pressed Han Xijian's hand and pulled out the scroll.

"But..." Han Xijian really felt tired, and he couldn't concentrate just now, but he still didn't want to slow down the progress, after all, Master was still waiting for Feijian.

"If you want to learn quickly, I'll teach you tomorrow morning." Fu Weiwei said helplessly.

"Huh? How to teach?" Han Xi was pleasantly surprised, "Are you willing to teach me in bed?"

Fu Weiyi: "..."

Teaching by hand on the bed is a quick way to learn, and the reason why Fu Weiyi didn't use this method is purely because he can't keep his mind free of distractions.

However, after several days of inner self-examination, Fu Weiwei discovered that he really couldn't be as open and aboveboard as he said.

During the years when he traveled around Zhongzhou, he also saw a lot of things in Huajieliuxiang, but he was very strict in self-discipline and cleanliness, so he never liked it.

However, Han Xijian is different. He is like a delicate and transparent person. What he has experienced, what he thinks in his heart, and his personality are all displayed in front of Fu Weiyi. There was even a sense of closeness. He tried to explain it with the friendship between the brothers and sisters who entrusted their lives, but the flustered feeling in his heart could not be explained by the simple friendship between the brothers and sisters.

Fu Weiwei is a very rational person. Since he found out that he has such unexpected feelings, he will not force it down, but admits that he does have feelings for Han Xijian other than his senior brother.

The next step is to analyze, is this kind of emotion good for his cultivation?Is it a hindrance or a help to his ultimate goal - ascension?

Rational analysis did not bring Fu Weiyi any good conclusions. He confirmed that if he continued to explain the theory of cultivation to Han Xijian on the bed, sooner or later he would become obsessed.

And the continuation of this ambiguous relationship could only do him harm.

Then, we have to make it clear with Han Xijian.

Fu Weiyi came to Han Xijian's room. Han Xijian was ready to start practicing while explaining. Seeing Fu Weiyi coming in neatly dressed, he couldn't help being surprised: "Are you...?"

Fu Weiyi sat down by the bed, did not take off his clothes in a hurry, but looked at Han Xijian solemnly.

Seeing the invisible pressure, Han Xi came up.

"I have something to tell you." Fu Weiyi said.

"W-what's the matter?" Seeing that she was nervous, Han Xi couldn't help but stutter.

"Do you have any plans to ascend?" Fu Weiyi asked.

"Ah?" Han Xijian didn't expect that Fu Weiyi would say this to him. Isn't this nonsense? Why don't you ascend to immortality? "Of course!"

"Well," Fu Weiyi seemed quite satisfied with his answer, "It's good to have this plan."

"So what are you..."

"There is a second question." Fu Weiyi cut off Han Xijian's words, stared into his eyes, and asked, "Do you really consider becoming a Taoist partner with me?"

Han Xijian:? ? ? ?

Han Xijian:! ! ! !

Han Xi was dumbfounded.

He thought that with Fu Weiwei's will to the Tao, he would never make such a decision without any benefit. , and would not really want to become a Taoist partner with him.

Han Xijian just couldn't swallow this breath and wanted to take revenge on Fu Weiyi.

Who would have thought that today, at this time, early in the morning, when he was at his most lucid, Fu Weiyi asked him a question that was absolutely impossible to ask.

"You, have you lost your temper?" Han Xijian was taken aback, and hurriedly went to catch Fu Weiwei's veins.

"Consider it?" Fu Weiyi grabbed Han Xijian's hand with his backhand and repeated the question.

Han Xijian stared at him blankly. Gradually, his face became hot and his mind became dizzy.

Since when did you become attached to Fu Weiwei?

When Mingming met him for the first time, he still felt that the other party was a silent and scary big man, and there was something wrong with everything, from clothing to appearance to gender, it was not the type that Han Xijian "should" like.

Even if he would like a man, he should be a powerful, omnipotent and fairy-like elder like Master, not a dull and boring country bumpkin like Fu Weiyi who only knows how to cultivate, right?

However, when he was with Fu Weiyi, he felt very at ease.

Even if he got angry, he knew that he was doing it for his own benefit, and Han Xijian had never had any quarrel with him because of it.

And that day when I woke up from the hospital bed in Xuanhuyuan, I saw Fu Weiwei who was panicking through the crowd and came to him...

Han Xijian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"I, I..." He swallowed, "I can."

"Yes?" Fu Weiyi repeated.

"If you can, I can." Seeing that her face was so hot that she could fry an egg, Han Xi's eyes fluttered wildly.

"Have you thought it through?" Fu Weiyi asked again.

"Yes." Han Xijian agreed in a low voice, but her voice was very firm.

"Okay." Fu Weiyi sighed, reached out to support Han Xijian's waist, and brought him to him, "What can you do? Do you know how to do it?"

"I don't know, aren't you going to teach me?" Han Xijian held his breath, he was too close, he saw Fu Weiyi's neckline tightly tied to his neck, and his tight chest.

"Now forget what you read before." Fu Weiwei clasped the back of Han Xijian's neck, and rubbed his thumb against the thin piece of skin behind his ear near the mandibular joint. The blood vessels under that piece of skin are intertwined and extremely sensitive. Han Xijian couldn't help trembling, raised her head involuntarily, and looked at Fu Weiyi in a daze. Why couldn't he understand what he was talking about?

Fu Weiyi lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The plan has changed. Now, I will teach you a new way of cultivation."

Han Xijian wasn't the first one who burned himself up with the fire, but he was definitely the most ignorant one.

He wanted to take revenge on Fu Weiwei, and he put on all kinds of gestures just to see Fu Weiwei's aggrieved appearance when he was in chaos and had to endure it for the sake of face. Unexpectedly, Fu Weiwei didn't bear it, and shamelessly admitted that he was against Han Xi Jian had the idea of ​​transcending the relationship between teachers and brothers, and turned passive into active, "teaching" Han Xijian a complete set of double cultivation methods.

Han Xijian stood in the yard, staring at the branches of Xiangxuemu holding flowers in a daze.

After staying for a while, his face suddenly turned red, and a little cinnabar on his forehead was red like blood, and he murmured to himself: "How, how could it be like this..."

Thinking of something, Han Xijian covered her face, shouted "No, no", ran back to the house, and slammed the door with a "bang".

Qin Chiyu, who was discussing with Han Xijian the matter of drawing thunder and casting swords: "..."

Is there any way to stay in Wanhua Mountain?

Qin Chiyu smelled a sour smell of love.

He shook his head, he might as well come back in two days, Han Xijian is still completely immersed in his own world, and there is no way to have a normal conversation with him.

and……

The gaze staring at his back is really unrelenting.

Qin Chiyu turned his head, and under the firewood room, Fu Weiyi was sharpening his knife seriously, with no distractions, as if he had never even glanced at him.

The author has something to say: I feel like I’m writing very slowly after a week of suspension. If it’s five days or so, let me move back!