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

After the heavy rain, thin clouds floated in the sky, and the sun shone on the clouds, refracting colorful colors.

In the small courtyard of Wanhua Mountain.

"Qin Chiyu, you, you fooled me again, my eyes are swollen from crying! You turned out to be playing me, are you still happy to see me miserable!"

Early in the morning, it was very frustrating.

Han Xijian stood on the stone table, pointed at Qin Chiyu with his hips akimbo, and scolded. During the years when Qin Chiyu and Lu Wanxian were away, Han Xijian seemed to have found the feeling of the village head of Wanhuashan. The villager in charge - Fu Weiwei.

Last night, when the rain was pouring, Qin Chiyu brought Lu Wanxian back. The two of them had spiritual power to protect their bodies. Naturally, they didn't get wet at all, but Qin Chiyu ran a little too fast, and there were a lot of mud spots on his steps. His name is Lu Wanxian. Standing in the veranda and waiting, I shivered and dried manually.

At this time, it happened that Han Xijian cried wildly all afternoon, and stopped a little at night. As soon as he went out, he met Qin Chiyu and Lu Wanxian shaking mud ideas on the veranda in front of his house with a calm face.

Han Xijian: "..."

The memory ended here, and when she returned to reality, Han Xijian gritted her teeth for a while, and the red spot between her eyebrows became more and more red.

Lu Wanxian kept showing a hesitant expression, sneaking a glance at his forehead from time to time.

Han Xijian turned to Lu Wanxian, her expression became much gentler, like a virtuous and virtuous beauty: "Master, how did you rest last night? Why did you not come to the mountains for so many years?" What about a letter?"

Lu Wanxian was stunned, with doubts in his eyes, and he looked sideways at Qin Chiyu again, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Qin Chiyu explained: "This is your big disciple named Han Xijian. The one on his forehead is his soul fragment. It is blue when he is calm and turns red when he is agitated. You can understand that he just writes his emotions on it. The kind of guts on your face."

It was the first time that she was described as a "straight intestine", and Han Xi couldn't help but see the red spot on her forehead becoming redder and brighter.

"Wait, Qin Chiyu! Why did you explain this to Master?" Han Xijian felt something was wrong.On the side, Fu Weiyi remained silent, his eyes fixed on Lu Wanxian with a thoughtful expression.

"Qin Chiyu said it was because after my ascension, I would forget the things before my ascension. This is called ascension sequelae. But it doesn't affect anything." Lu Wanxian said very calmly.

Han Xijian felt something was wrong, very wrong!

How could he lose his memory after ascension? Why didn't he know there was such a saying? !

Even if he loses his memory after ascension, why does Lu Wanxian remember Qin Chiyu and not the others?

There is no such thing as selective amnesia, right?Could it be that Qin Chiyu, a thief, gave the master some drug?

Han Xijian stared at Qin Chiyu with vigilance and suspicion.

"I don't remember who he is either, and I only found out his name last night," Lu Wanxian saw Han Xijian's displeasure and fury, and said with a smile, "However, I knew I was going to come to the mysterious place in Kunlun Mountains." Door."

"After the master ascended, I don't remember anything, but I still remember my identity and know that I want to come to the Xuanmen of Kunlun Mountain, right?" Fu Weiyi calmly analyzed and deduced, "Master, you still remember that you came to the Xuanmen by yourself. What is the reason for the door? Generally, the great powers who ascend to the upper realm will not come to the lower realm again. Is there something that the master cannot let go of, or is there some purpose that must go to the lower realm?"

Fu Weiyi stroked like this, and Han Xijian suddenly had an inspiration: "Master, can you not let us go?"

Han Xijian blinked his eyes, but Lu Wanxian's mind was empty, unable to arouse any sympathy, so that he was a little embarrassed: "This... I can't remember what I did when I came to Xuanmen, but I just remember one very important thing. I thought maybe I would know what it was when I came.”

Then he fell silent.

Obviously, until now, Lu Wanxian still hadn't thought about what he wanted to do when he came to Xuanmen.

Before Lu Wanxian went out to meet people, Qin Chiyu and Han Xijian decided to train him intensively, telling him what people in Taoism do, what they look like, and their temperament, so that in the future Lu Wanxian will not go out. will be in trouble.

Han Xijian nailed a water-absorbing wooden board on the wall, and painted on the wooden board with water flow. Every time Qin Chiyu introduced a person, he would draw the person on the wooden board. After the painting was finished, Qin Chiyu would dry the wooden board. Back to normal, Han Xijian can continue to draw another one.

Qin Chiyu had never seen Han Xijian painting before, so when he made this proposal, Qin Chiyu was a bit surprised, presumably because he hadn't seen him in these years, Han Xijian had cultivated a new specialty, for a son from an aristocratic family , probably because of talent.

"The first one to introduce is the head of Xuanmen. His surname is Sheng, and his name is Sheng Yusui. He is a late-stage sword cultivator with a distracted mind. He has a mutant spiritual root of the ice system. He is upright and unsmiling. When he was young, he had a quick temper. The grind is a little slower, but the killing is decisive, and there is no sand in his eyes." Qin Chiyu introduced, "All in all, he is a very good person."

Lu Wanxian nodded while looking at the board, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Qin Chiyu looked at Han Xijian suspiciously. How come he was indifferent after introducing Lu Xianzhang for a long time, but when Han Xi saw a picture of Lu Xianzhang, he laughed?

I saw Han Xijian trying very hard to draw a human figure with water on the wooden board, but failed many times. Only the cold eyes on the part similar to the face have the charm of chalcedony.

As a last resort, Han Xijian drew a few crosses on the figure with water marks to erase the traces of failure, and drew an iceberg next to it, and also drew three luminous symbols to indicate that the iceberg was reflective.

Qin Chiyu: "..."

Han Xijian showed an embarrassed smile.

Originally, he wanted to reshape his image in front of the master, but he didn't expect it to collapse so soon. How should he make up for it?

Qin Chiyu: "If you can't paint, don't paint."

Han Xi was aggrieved: "Qin Chiyu, can you speak! As long as you talk dryly like that, it's no wonder Master can remember!"

While criticizing Han Xijian's painting skills, Qin Chiyu helped him dry the boards.

Lu Wanxian watched the two quarreling with a smile, and felt that this scene was very familiar. It seems that they used to get along like this often.

He also felt very comfortable in Wanhua Mountain. There was a warm fragrance floating in the air, which seemed to be the fragrance from the spiritual plant called "Xiangxuemu". This brought back some melancholy memories in him. Before the ascension, it probably had a relationship with this Xiangxuemu.

However, the past is separated by a layer of vagueness, and it is impossible to see clearly.

Lu Wanxian doesn't really want to know what happened in the past. He has already ascended, and logically speaking, he should be cut off from the front. Now that he has returned to the human world and returned to the place where he lived, it is just to complete A certain mission—oh, what was that mission, I just can’t remember.

But it's okay, since his ascension, his mentality is very calm, and he won't be in a hurry when things happen. In any case, the cultivators in the world are not his opponents, and they are not a threat to him, and their lifespan can't last He, at worst, just wait slowly, and one day he will remember what he is here for.

It's like going on a leisure trip to a distant place. Don't rush back, stop and go, look at the scenery, complete the task when you think of it, return when you're done, and continue walking if you can't think of it. There is no pressure.

However, Lu Wanxian was born with a kind of vigilance, that is, it is easy to hide the hidden arrows, and it is difficult to guard against the hidden arrows. Although he doesn't remember anything, he doesn't want to be considered as an opportunity to tell anyone about the "past" ", Lu Wanxian was vigilant.

Except for Qin Chiyu.

Not because he was the first to meet Qin Chiyu, nor because he was familiar with Qin Chiyu, here, everyone is the same in his eyes, Qin Chiyu may not be better than Han Xijian or Fu Weiyi. Feel closer.

But because of his natal flying sword.

The sword had already ascended with him and became a sword weapon of the immortal family. The word "Xian Yu" was clearly engraved on the hilt.

Being able to engrave a second person's name on one's own sword is definitely not an ordinary relationship.

The "Xian Yu" sword was psychic, and when Qin Chiyu walked towards Lu Wanxian in the mutton soup cake shop, the sword was trembling.

Lu Wanxian was curious about the relationship between Qin Chiyu and him, so he probed the other party's cultivation level a little bit, but he was only a Nascent Soul, but his spiritual power was rare and pure, and he was a good seedling with unlimited potential. From the looks of it, most of it belonged to him— —

"What? You're not my apprentice?" Lu Wanxian was very surprised after hearing Qin Chiyu's self-introduction.

It is not uncommon for a disciple to present a sword to his master. Lu Wanxian compared the difference in cultivation between him and Qin Chiyu, and could only come to the conclusion that it was either a master-student or a friend who forgot his years.

Qin Chiyu's expression at that time was very complicated. Ever since he saw Lu Wanxian, this handsome-looking young man was flushed all the time, as if he was about to cry at any time. A good-looking young man who is easy to be emotional always gives people a kind of The long-lost youthful and warm feeling.

Lu Wanxian thought very calmly, it's nice to be young.

"Then what is our relationship?" Lu Wanxian asked.

Qin Chiyu was taken aback by the question, held back for a while, but didn't say why.

"Wangnianjiao? Are you also a Taoist disciple?" Lu Wanxian guessed.

"Hmm..." Qin Chiyu agreed.As for which one he promised, he didn't say.

Lu Wanxian acquiesced that he agreed to two. "Qin Chiyu, what should I call you? Little friend?"

Lu Wanxian spoke very gently and politely, but it was a bit unreal to Qin Chiyu. Lu Wanxian had never treated him like this before, like a stranger.

Qin Chiyu was awakened by a basin of cold water from the joy of regaining what was lost. He looked at Lu Wanxian's face, and Lu Wanxian's eyes were neither worried nor happy. Looking at him was no different from looking at a passerby.

He can probably understand what Lu Wanxian felt when he picked him up again after his rebirth.

However, for him at this moment, Lu Wanxian, who doesn't remember anything, is the only Lu Wanxian who can get close to him. He can still pick him up with the cheek and won't be rejected by him.

"Just call me Qin Chiyu." Qin Chiyu secretly grabbed the sleeve of the red disciple's uniform.

With the cooperation of Qin Chiyu and Han Xijian, they introduced all the figures in the Taoist sect who had intersected with Lu Wanxian. After a long time, Han Xijian volunteered to cook a meal for Lu Wanxian. Let Qin Chiyu take care of the dishes first, and then rushed out by himself.

Lu Wanxian showed an expectant look on his face. One thing good in the human world is good food.

"My big disciple is really versatile." Lu Wanxian said with a smile.

Qin Chiyu wanted to say something, but he didn't want to leave a bad impression around Lu Wanxian. After all, the first impression is very important.

Half an hour later, the material was top-notch, and the presentation was top-notch. Only the steamed fish with Xiangxue fruit that had been burnt black was put on the table, explaining to Lu Wanxian with indisputable facts that his first disciple turned out to be a vase for nothing.

Lu Wanxian suddenly began to wonder who he was before his ascension. It seemed that Wanhua Mountain was sparsely populated, and no one cared about it all day long. The flying sword made, what is it all about.

It is very different from the image of the immortal master who was respected and respected by Taoist disciples before his ascension!