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

This feeling is like being fully on guard, waiting for the imminent blow, but being scratched by a light and fluffy feather.

Lu Wanxian was speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said: "You can ask, I was injured a little bit, that is, when I went to Ziji Hall that day, I had a fight with the old guy from Sheng Yusui's family, he always wanted to overwhelm me , I don’t want to admit defeat, I will inevitably suffer some internal injuries. But when I came back, I knocked four small repayment pills in a row, and I have already healed, and I still have a little spiritual power.”

Hearing this, Qin Chiyu straightened up his slumped back, turned around, and stared at Lu Wanxian with his bright eyes in the shadow of the moon.

Just like a small plant that has been drought for a long time, it was drooping, but after a little watering, it immediately became energetic again.

"Actually, you don't have to think so much. For cultivators, injuries and bleeding are commonplace. Cultivation is against the sky, so how can it be safe and smooth." Lu Wanxian paused and said, "Look at yourself I kowtowed all day long, and I didn’t take it seriously, how could I start meddling in other people’s business.”

Lu Wanxian's words were a little fuzzy, as if he was the culprit who caused Qin Chiyu's head to bleed all day long.

Qin Chiyu turned his face away, fixed his gaze to one side, and said stubbornly, "That's different."

"What's the difference?" Lu Wanxian was puzzled.

In order to enlighten Qin Chiyu, he must not develop a weak mentality during the cultivation process, Lu Wanxian told him how tragic the scene is when the practitioners are really fighting for their lives, arms and legs may fly all over the sky, As long as the soul is strong enough and can't be condensed, trauma can be healed.

"Injuries to the skin, muscles, muscles, and bones are the lightest, followed by injuries to the meridians and the sea of ​​energy, and the most serious injuries are to the soul." Lu Wanxian taught, "Like when you fought against Han Xijian before, the injuries you suffered were flesh injuries. , as long as the aura of the dantian turns, it will be repaired. I fought against Sheng Jiuxiao's spiritual power in the Ziji Hall a few days ago, and I suffered a meridian injury, which has been cured by taking Xiaohuandan."

Qin Chiyu looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Wanxian took out the remaining six small pills from the bag of treasures, and showed them to Qin Chiyu: "Here are these, if you don't believe me, go back and eat one, it will cure the disease if you are sick, and strengthen your body if you are not sick. The healing holy medicine produced by the door, the market price is 100 yuan, a middle-grade spirit stone."

"I don't want it." Qin Chiyu resolutely refused.

"You came with me anyway, don't embarrass me in the Qiongding duel, take it." Lu Wanxian spread his palm and stretched it out in front of Qin Chiyu.

"But……"

"Then you take three and leave three for me, the head office?"

Qin Chiyu looked at Lu Wanxian's palm. The beautiful and slender fingers were slightly relaxed and closed together. The joints were distinct, and the shadows between the fingers made each finger thin and long. This is an adult man's hand, no matter what posture he makes They were all so confident and calm, and the six dingy little Huandan seemed to be shining like jewels in this hand.

Qin Chiyu reached out to take it, his movements stiffened a bit.

"Thank you, Master Lu." Qin Chiyu put the three small repayment pills in the small cloth bag on the waistband of his coat, and put them together with his seal.

"You're welcome, I'll take you back." Lu Wanxian said, "There will be a martial arts competition tomorrow, so you'd better go back early to rest."

Now that Qin Chiyu has cultivated, his physique has gradually become stronger, and he is no longer affected by the spiritual pressure of the magic weapon and flying sword.

Lu Wanxian gave him a ride with Yu Jian.

"Come, come up." Lu Wanxian released the flying sword into the air, and the white light of the three-foot sword rose sharply, stretching to three times as long and two palms wide, suspended in mid-air and shining brightly.

Lu Wanxian jumped onto the back of the sword first, and stretched out his hand to Qin Chiyu.

Qin Chiyu looked up, only to feel his heart beating faster, and the scene in front of him was deeply imprinted in his mind like a fairy picture scroll.

The flying sword pierced through the clouds and pierced the moon, flying among the silver-white sea of ​​clouds.

"Princess Lu, I..." Qin Chiyu opened his mouth, and poured out Night Breeze.

"Hurry up." Lu Wanxian joked, "If you fall, there are so many black valleys below, I won't bother to find you."

Qin Chiyu hugged Lu Wanxian's waist tightly, feeling that the whole world was in his arms, which made him very satisfied.

After a while, the flying sword landed in front of Mengtian Abode.

Qin Chiyu jumped down to the ground, and said to Lu Wanxian in high spirits: "Princess Lu, I also want to learn flying swords. Wait for me, and I will definitely build a foundation." He paused, thinking that only Jindan can practice flying swords, " Jin Dan, too."

Lu Wanxian smiled without saying a word.

Qin Chiyu didn't dare to look directly at his face, as long as he conveyed his determination, as for Lu Wanxian's promise to teach him - he should take it as a promise.

"Go in." Lu Wanxian said.

"Leader Lu, let's go first, I'll go in after you go." Qin Chiyu said.

"Alright." Lu Wanxian was not polite, and Yu Jian flew high into the sky.

Seeing that little white figure disappear into the clouds, leaving only the bright moon shining in the empty night sky, Qin Chiyu felt a sense of disappointment in his heart.

Lu Wanxian returned to Wanhua Mountain and read a book at the table for a while, when suddenly a gust of wind blew and the flame flickered, his eyes left the book and looked at the wick.

In the past, I have been practicing for 9000 years, and I have seen many tragic scenes. The tolerance of the practitioners is stronger than that of ordinary people. They will not die when they are injured in the battle, and the scenes are bloodier than the battles in the ordinary world.

Lu Wanxian was used to seeing bloodshed and severed limbs, until he could no longer blink at any tragic scene.

But at that time, Qin Chiyu told him that it was different.

What's the difference? All living beings will bleed and die, and they are at the mercy of the fate of the heaven and the earth.

All the same.

Then why, when Qin Chiyu said "different", his heart was still shaken.

"Host, I have a question. I don't know if I should say it or not." The somewhat hesitant voice of the Heavenly Dao System rang in Lu Wanxian's ear.

"What question?"

"The host has been very kind to Qin Chiyu these days, has he decided to accept him as an apprentice at the Immortal Promotion Ceremony?" Tiandao System asked cautiously.The host's thoughts are hard to fathom. The Heavenly Dao system took it for granted before, and made many mistakes.

"Then you have to be shortlisted." Lu Wanxian said.

"Eh?? If he is shortlisted, will the host accept him as an apprentice?" The Heavenly Dao system seemed to see the dawn of hope.

"No." Lu Wanxian was categorical, "There are so many great talents in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony, he can choose one apprentice, it doesn't have to be me."

"But, the host's teachings are obviously very good these days!" The Heavenly Dao system was not reconciled.

Lu Wanxian's admiration and wavering towards Qin Chiyu, and the Heavenly Dao System all saw it, and a heartfelt remark that was accidentally thrown out tonight obviously moved Lu Wanxian.

But why did Lu Wanxian still refuse to accept disciples?

"These days it is used as compensation. I only want to have a clear conscience when I do things, but it is inevitable that I will not make mistakes. If I make mistakes, I must make up for them. Otherwise, I will always think of guilt, which is not good for cultivation." Lu Wanxian said.

"Is it really just to make up for the guilt..." the Heavenly Dao System said dejectedly.

"What else could it be?" Lu Wanxian smiled, picked up the flower book and continued reading.

The Heavenly Dao System bowed a tear of sympathy for Qin Chiyu, son of the Heavenly Dao, I have tried my best to help you, but you seemed to have done too hard in your last life, which caused your master to not get in!

Lu Wanxian had his own considerations.

If Qin Chiyu can't pass the Qiongding duel—this is very likely—then Qin Chiyu will be expelled from the Taoist sect without mentioning anything; Destined to have a relationship with cultivation.

After observing and thinking over these days, Lu Wanxian found that when he first met Qin Chiyu, Qin Chiyu was still a child with a pure heart and no evil thoughts, and he did not lose his identity as the son of heaven.However, when Qin Chiyu became the leading Dharma cultivator in the universe, everything will be different. What happened in the middle is the key to Qin Chiyu's obsession.

For the time being, Lu Wanxian couldn't figure out which link went wrong. Knowing the direction of his fate in the previous life, he naturally wouldn't take the risk of stepping into the pit again, so he thought of a way.

Let Qin Chiyu worship others as teachers, the authorities will be confused, and the bystanders will be clear. Only in this way can Lu Wanxian observe objectively and calmly from the sidelines, and find out the crux of the tragedy of the previous life.

And the deeper reason is that Lu Wanxian was afraid. He thought that he would be able to cut off this bad relationship cleanly after being reborn, but the more he got along with each other, the deeper he was involved, and his fate seemed to be in a mess. The vortex pulls him to a similar orbit, and he knows where this orbit leads.

... must not be sentimental.

At the turn of Yin and Mao, the sky was still dark.

In the thirteenth room of Tibetan characters, there was no one on the Datong shop.Han Xijian went out early in the morning and didn't know what to do, Fu Weiyi was practicing in the yard, and Wang Siyuan ran to the Qiongding field to scout.

Qin Chiyu stood in front of the table, looking at the metal ring on the table.

He picked up the oil lamp, picked up a red thread, put on the magic ring, tied a knot close to the ring, fixed the ring so that it would not run around, then twisted the two ends of the red thread, stretched his hands to the back of his neck, and fumbled through it for a while. Yin, let go of the hand, and the ring with the red thread was firmly worn around the neck.

The ring made of black gold hangs down, just below the center of the neck socket.

Qin Chiyu closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, a gust of red fire spiritual energy gushed out from his dantian, and rushed straight into the sky. When it passed through the part that was attached to the ring, the spiritual power was doubled as expected.

For Qin Chiyu, a cultivator who uses magic spells intermittently, wearing it on his fingers is really awkward. It can only enhance the small circulation of the meridians in the hands. If it is worn on the main road of the rising dantian, the effect must be better.

He did it a bit, and it worked.

At the end of the time, Qin Chiyu came to the stage of the competition while eating the big cake provided by Jingshe.

In the radiance of the morning sun, the four competition platforms made of white stones shone like white jade thrones, and many participating monks had already gathered in the audience.

The Qiongding duel is a knockout match, and if you lose, you will have no chance at all. The one-on-one duels will start on the four arenas at the same time. At the beginning of the game, Jindan monk Han Xijian played against Liang Daochang in the late stage of foundation establishment. Both of them are not weak in strength, so they should be very good to fight.

Qin Chiyu also followed the flow of people to the bottom of platform No. [-], and saw that Han Xijian was wearing a white Taoist robe today with light blue patterns on it, and the neckline and cuffs were blue with white patterns. The temperament is dusty.

Liang Daochang was wearing a brown Taoist robe, holding a Taoist bun, and holding a long-handled dust whisk in his hand.

In the eyes of everyone, the two saluted each other, and then Huang Zhong rang, and the duel began.

Seeing Han Xi's figure flicker, she disappeared in place, and the next moment she appeared in front of Daoist Liang, kicking towards him.

Liang Daochang couldn't react in time, he kicked him in the abdomen, flew backwards, and hit the railing heavily.

Everyone exclaimed at first, and then sighed regretfully. If Liang Daochang flew out of the competition platform and landed on the snow outside, he would be judged as a loser.Then they will witness a duel that will end the soonest.

The head of the Han family is really amazing!

All the monks thought in unison.

Earlier, some monks had thoughts in their hearts, thinking that Han Xijian was so beautiful, maybe the rumors were wrong.If he had drawn such a beautiful opponent, he would probably be reluctant to beat him until he cried.

However, after witnessing Han Xijian's ghostly movement and crisp attack, these people felt lucky again, fortunately they didn't catch him.

"It's worthy of being a master of the golden core stage. If the cultivation base is one level away, that's a big difference." A monk sighed.

"You only see the cultivation base, but not the body skills. Han Xijian's body skills are like flowing clouds and flowing water. It is the result of his amazing talent and countless trainings the day after tomorrow. Even with the same level of cultivation, he can still win. The Taoist leader crossing the beam." A dull voice explained.

"Hey, what kind of green onion are you, here to argue with your grandfather?" The monk who was exposed in public for his poor appreciation level couldn't help but become angry.

"My Wang Siyuan, my grandfather has passed away." Wang Siyuan pushed the single-chip eyepiece and said very calmly.

When the monk heard the name "Wang Siyuan", he immediately shut up. He had no choice but to have a high level of cultivation and appreciation, so he was qualified to overwhelm him.

Qin Chiyu watched Han Xijian beat up Liang Daochang while listening to Wang Siyuan's comments.

At this time, another upright voice came from behind him on the right.

"His talent is good." That straightforward voice said, "but his training is not good, he hits people purely by intuition, without technique."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks were in an uproar, who is this?How dare you criticize Han Xijian—a child of the Han family, an elite cultivated by a cultivator family—all based on intuition and no skills?

Qin Chiyu looked back, and sure enough, he saw Fu Weiyi who was also holding a big pie in his hand.

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