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

Through the red gauze, the boat lantern sifted a fading red, sprinkled on the young man's pale face, as glamorous as if he was drunk.

His eyes, like streams flowing under the moonlight at night, shone with unpredictable depths.

In the past, under the sky of Xuanmen.

Qin Chiyu had just recovered from a serious injury, dragged his weak body, step by step onto the white marble Tianjie, and came to the "Sword Pointing to the Sky Monument".

There, Lu Wanxian was wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes.

Qin Chiyu raised his head, his pale cheeks were covered with blood, and his eyes were full of ecstasy:

"Did you hear that? The trial stone said, I am the root of the sky fire! I can practice!"

Since Lu Wanxian entered the Taoist sect and became an elder, he seemed to have heard the same words countless times. Every year, the test stones under the four gates of the east, west, north, and south would find out one or two apprentices with extraordinary talents.

However, Qin Chiyu spoke with extra enthusiasm and sincerity.

The corner of Lu Wanxian's mouth couldn't restrain a smile: "Yes, I heard about it."

Qin Chiyu's expression was suddenly solemn. He stopped two feet away from Lu Wanxian, and his body suddenly swayed downward.

But no, Qin Chiyu knelt down at Lu Wanxian's feet.

Born in the royal family of Nanqin, he has been conquered in the battlefield, and has never acted in such a humble manner.

"What are you doing?" Lu Wanxian was surprised.

Qin Chiyu avoided Lu Wanxian's support and insisted: "I asked Han Xi to see you. He said that he would salute like this and serve tea. I haven't had time to prepare the tea. Now, please accept me now."

As he spoke, Qin Chiyu raised his head, and when his eyes landed on Lu Wanxian, it seemed that Lu Wanxian was the only one in the world.

"it is good."

"I have destroyed the country in Nantan, and now I can't come up with anything decent..." Qin Chiyu suddenly stopped, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "What did you say?"

"I agree." Lu Wanxian smiled slightly.

Qin Chiyu jumped up and hugged Lu Wanxian from the bottom up.

The cold breath that strangers shouldn't get close to was suddenly swept away by sweaty, passionate breath, Lu Wanxian was stunned. Cultivators have always been indifferent and solitary, how could they have experienced such a direct expression of enthusiasm.

Surprised and weird, my hands and feet were stiff and numb, I didn't know what to do, but it shouldn't be...not annoying.

The face is still the same face, just changed clothes and changed identities.

As expected of the Heavenly Dao system, Lu Wanxian thought, after being reincarnated, he can still make this person exactly the same from demeanor to appearance, especially those eyes, which make people misunderstand that he is all in his eyes.

From the moment he saw Qin Chiyu's face, Lu Wanxian felt as if he had transformed into an outer body, looking down at everything from mid-air, which could have made him emotional, but now it would only make him mock.

"I'll be your companion, how about it?"

Qin Chiyu, Qin Chiyu, do you just say this when you see people?

"I heard that all cultivators have Taoist companions. Although I don't have much cultivation, I have a lot of money. I also have two veins of spirit stones at home. I have a natural blessed place. I can give them all to you."

Well, this time there are a few more bargaining chips than last time, but the Heavenly Dao system itself doesn't like it, so it doesn't care if you have a mine at home.

"It's not good." Lu Wanxian's voice was flat to the extreme.

Even the drunk Han Xijian shivered.

There seemed to be the sound of ice balls creaking, breaking and falling in the air.

The next moment, the red shadow flew into the air, as if thrown out of the cabin by an invisible hand, drew a full parabola in the night sky, and fell into the lake with a "plop".

"Little Prince!!!" Old Uncle Fox screamed, rushed to the railing, looked at the dark water outside, ran around in a panic, and jumped down.

"Lu Wanxian!!!"

The Heavenly Dao system finally made a sound, and it was still a bit broken after hearing the sound.

"That's the Son of Heaven!!!"

"Oh, is that so?" Lu Wanxian said indifferently, "I thought he was dying."

"That's right, the one who was entrusted by the Zhongzhou royal family before is indeed at the end of his life! This young prince of Yelan Kingdom is his reincarnation! The true son of heaven, I haven't even changed his appearance—don't tell me Say you don’t recognize it!!”

If there is an entity, the Tiandao system is probably screaming.

In order to retaliate against Lu Wanxian for ignoring him for 300 years, he consumed the mortal Son of Heaven to death.The Heavenly Dao system strategized this time and quietly dropped a reincarnation of the Son of the Heavenly Dao. In Yelan Kingdom, just waiting for Lu Wanxian to set foot on the road to Xuanmen, he released the little prince Yelan to scare Lu Wanxian!

Thinking of the astonished expression on Lu Wanxian's face when he saw the juvenile version of Qin Chiyu, the Heavenly Dao System was very happy.

Even in order to suppress the self-satisfied smirk that might erupt at any time, the Tiandao system deliberately disconnected from Lu Wanxian's consciousness for a while.Who knew that Lu Wanxian would have sent the Son of Heaven flying away just by being away for such a short while!

As for? ?

As for? ? ? ?

Anyway, in the last life, they lived together day and night for more than 1000 years. There were nearly a hundred disciples of Dongming Island, and there were only two who were really by Lu Wanxian's side, one Han Xijian and the other Qin Chiyu. Like a sweetheart, Qin Chiyu was ruthlessly beaten into the air, soaked in the cold and dark lake water, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, it was a miserable comparison.

What kind of master is this? There is no teacher's morality at all!If it weren't for Tiandao's death order, which made the Tiandao system bound to this host, the Tiandao system would have quit long ago!

"I don't want to quarrel with you. The Son of Heaven is in too much a hurry this time. He is not in good health and can't stand the trouble. I suggest you go down and rescue him now, otherwise—" the Heavenly Dao system suppressed its anger and said, before the second half of the sentence was said. When it was over, Lu Wanxian had thrown out a boating talisman.

The whole painting boat rose from the ground, broke free from the iron chain, and drove quickly on the turbulent lake, and soon came to the shore.

Lu Wanxian drifted away with Han Xijian, who was so drunk and unconscious.

"Lu Wanxian——!!!"

If the voice of the Heavenly Dao system could be heard by the outside world, his broken roar must be echoing in the night sky at this moment.

The few painting boats left in the center of the lake were torn apart by the iron chains.

The wet monster guests all looked stunned, looking at the boat that was leaving through the waves.

On the central platform of the painting boat, Sheng Tianjiao, the proud son of heaven, looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. His legs had been trembling uncontrollably since just now.

His flying sword is gone!

The flying sword "Tianci" that was released to attack Yelan's painting boat just now collided with the huge glowing bowl in the air, and then was sucked in!

The spiritual consciousness closely connected with Jianxiu and Feijian was cut off!

Sheng Tianjiao's mind was blank, and the luck in his heart was gone, only regret.

Why show off?There are so many capable people in the world, how could he be dazzled by impulse, insisting that he can do whatever he wants if he is not his brother-in-law?

This is a miserable situation, the flying sword has been confiscated, the opponent is unknown, and the Immortal Promotion Ceremony is coming, wouldn't he want to play empty-handed?How to explain to the elders of the Sheng family?

"It's over... it's over..."

Sheng Tianjiao left in despair.

On the side of the quiet boat over there, a fox with a big tail in human clothes turned up. The hair on the tip of the tail, which was not much at first, was wetted by the lake water and condensed into strands. The tip drips down.

Panting, the old fox carried a boy wrapped in red silk on his back, and put him on the deck with difficulty. Under the boy's handsome eyebrows, his long eyelashes drooped, his eyes were tightly closed, and his face was extremely pale, even somewhat pale. blue.