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

The No.1 beater turned up to stage No. [-] and saluted with Qin Chiyu.

At the same time, Lu Wanxian, in white with wide sleeves, came down from the elders' viewing platform, followed by Han Xijian, who was dressed in a white background with light blue patterns.Lu Wanxian's momentum is extraordinary and his demeanor is extraordinary; Han Xijian's orchid and jade tree are extremely beautiful.

As the two passed through the crowd, they naturally attracted countless attentions.

Lu Wanxian walked all the way, and when he passed the No. [-] station, he paused for a moment, narrowed his bright and introverted phoenix eyes slightly, and glanced at the stage.

Qin Chiyu also looked down the stage, and the eyes of the two met in the air for a moment, without saying a word, but already understood.

Don't fall for the name of Wanhua Mountain.

Yes.

Lu Wanxian looked away and continued to walk forward.

Under everyone's probing or admiring gazes, Lu Wanxian left Qiongding with Han Xijian.

The two came down from Tuanguangyan and walked to Mengtian Jingshe. Lu Wanxian took Qin Chiyu's crane and said to Han Xijian, "Come, come down the mountain with me."

Han Xi saw that Zhenghun was out of control, and when he heard Lu Wanxian teach him to go with him, he agreed, and there was no light in his eyes that were originally radiant.

"Unfortunately, you didn't have a flying sword before." Lu Wanxian said in a deep voice.

"I..." Han Xi lowered her head when she saw a murmur between her lips.He knew that he shouldn't be so depressed because of losing Feijian, but he couldn't restrain his emotions.

"Look up and look at me."

Hearing this, Han Xijian had to raise his head again, his red eyes showed the embarrassing fact that he had cried just now, he didn't want Brother Lu to see such an embarrassing side, his eyes kept looking to one side, and his face slightly don't go.

"Look at me." Lu Wanxian repeated.

There was a firm element in the words, which was irresistible. Han Xijian's eyelashes flickered, and his misty eyes turned around, looking blankly at Lu Wanxian.

"Han Xijian, you have to understand that something that is not earned with your own hands will be lost one day." Lu Wanxian looked directly at him and said something, "Earn with your own hands, although it is hard , although it is slow, it is stable, and it is the same principle as cultivation, cultivation is never about the size of the fist, the level of internal strength, but the state of mind."

Han Xijian raised her slender eyelashes and looked at Lu Wanxian with black and white eyes, as if she had realized something in a daze.

"Do you know the story of the day when you suddenly realized something and soared in the daytime?" Lu Wanxian asked.

Han Xijian naturally knows that this is a legend familiar to every cultivator. It is said that Jianwei, the founder of Taoism, swam in the North Sea 3 years ago, saw a giant whale coming out of the water, flew into the clouds, suddenly enlightened, and returned to Xuanpu. After explaining the secular affairs of the Taoist sect, he boarded the altar of worship, and then flew away.Before that day, his cultivation was only at the late stage of Nascent Soul.

Building foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, distraction, fit, Mahayana.

Everyone knows that cultivation has to go through these six stages, and the spiritual power of each stage is very different. From one stage to the next stage, it takes a long time and countless days and nights of painstaking practice. Even so, There are still many cultivators who do not wait for the distraction period, exhaust their mental energy and die from the five declines of heaven and man.

"You mean..." Han Xijian was a little puzzled, "Should we take it step by step, or wait for an epiphany?"

Lu Wanxian laughed. Han Xijian is smart, but sometimes, being smart is useless. On the surface, it seems contradictory to take one step at a time, but in fact the essence is the same: "Take one step at a time, it is to temper the will, Open up your state of mind and bow yourself to introspection. Once you ascend, it is after you have accumulated enough will and state of mind, by chance, you will suddenly realize the truth, and you will soar in the daytime. The two are not contradictory."

Han Xijian was still a little confused.

Lu Wanxian explained to him the misunderstanding in his thinking: "Do you think that if you want to ascend, you must go through the six realms of Mahayana through foundation building? But who stipulated the six realms? The level of the six realms , and what is the judgment? The level of spiritual power, the width of the air sea, and the strength of force?"

"Yeah, that's what I've been doing since elementary school..." Han Xijian frowned, "Isn't that what you cultivate? Mind, what is mind? How to cultivate? I don't understand."

"Heart is the way you look at the world and yourself. The mind of gain and loss, the mind of winning and losing, the mind of good and bad, the mind of right and wrong, are all minds." Lu Wanxian reminded him, "You have lost the flying sword, and you are obsessed with gain and loss. If you can’t keep calm anymore, it’s a sign of being too weak.”

Seeing that she was thinking for a while, Han Xi nodded resolutely: "Brother Lu, I know, I will hold back my frustration and not think about it."

"It's useless to hold back. The more you hold back, the easier it is to go crazy. There are still emotions in your heart. If you hold back deliberately, your emotions will only affect your spirit." Lu Wanxian laughed. Remember, if you don’t earn it yourself, it’s easy to lose it, it never belonged to you, it was given to you by others, so others can take it away at any time, understand?”

Han Xijian thought about it for a while again. For some reason, after silently reading what Lu Wanxian said, the depression in his heart seemed to ease a lot. Yes, Feijian Dieyi originally belonged to Peak Master Han. After tearing up with him, it is natural to take it back.

What is his heart hurting, it wasn't his thing in the first place.He had already chosen to leave Yaoguang Peak, so the flying sword and butterfly wings would definitely be lost, so it would be a good thing to break them off cleanly.

Moreover, compared to heartache, he is actually more afraid of losing face in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony. A sword cultivator without a flying sword will be ridiculed and defeated. That is the root cause of his fear.

But when he came to Xuanmen to participate in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony, he didn't have a flying sword. At that time, he didn't worry about it. He thought that his cultivation base was enough, and his water spells were enough to make him beat his competitors and enter the 33rd place. At that time, he didn't even think that he was going to take the lead.

After coming to Xuanmen, the atmosphere of everyone fighting for strength and the environment where the strong are respected made him unknowingly fall into a state where he must win, especially Han Fengzhu often said in his ear that he is Han The hope of the Han family. The Han family has never won the first place in the promotion ceremony for 300 years. This shame will be washed away by Han Xijian. If Han Xijian fails, then the Han family's only chance to be ahead is lost, and maybe it will not fall in the future. ... Such words unknowingly put invisible shackles on Han Xijian.

"...I think I understand." Seeing the surging emotions in his heart, Han Xi gradually calmed down. He rubbed his hot eye sockets and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Senior brother Lu laughed, I'm still too weak. There are still many places where Senior Brother Lu needs to guide me."

Lu Wanxian nodded. At this moment, he knew in his heart that Han Xijian had probably made up his mind and planned to worship him as his teacher.

There was nothing unexpected, but I just felt that fate was going round and round, as if it had returned to the original track?

However, these detours were not in vain, allowing him to see the deeper reasons behind those seemingly abrupt decisions at the beginning. Han Xijian's original bravery must have been an outburst of being forced to helplessness, and his weak nature , was not eradicated from him.

Therefore, there will be the subsequent loss of talent, obliterating everyone, and all the pain caused by it.

But this time, not anymore.

"Senior Brother Lu?" Han Xijian noticed that Lu Wanxian was looking at him in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Lu Wanxian's clothes and called him, " Brother Lu, don't worry about me, I'm fine, if you don't make it to the top four, you won't make it to the top four, as long as I can worship under Brother Lu, I can be a white-clothed disciple."

"Well, I just thought of something else..." Lu Wanxian recovered and smiled, "You don't have to underestimate yourself, no, we still have the five hundred spirit stones that Fengzhu Han compensated, let's go, let's go to Xuanmen Collection City, let me get you a handy flying sword."

Han Xijian stared blankly at Lu Wanxian, her delicate and beautiful eyes began to mist again.

"Stop it, tomorrow you are going to compete in martial arts, what's the matter with your swollen eyes, let's hurry up and go back quickly. You have to get familiar with Feijian for a while."

Han Xijian nodded obediently, got on the crane, and hugged the crane's neck with both hands.

"Go, go to the Xuanmen market." Lu Wanxian gave an order to the crane, and the crane flew up, carrying Han Xijian and flew down the mountain, while Lu Wanxian sacrificed the flying sword, and the white light penetrated into the clouds. After pouring, it fell into the Taoist market.

Most of the contestants in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony went, and the Xuanmen Market was not as lively as the previous month.

After Lu and Han settled down, they went straight to the weapon shop.

After a stick of incense, Lu Wanxian came out with a confused look on Han Xi's face.

Naturally, five hundred spirit stones would not be able to buy any high-grade flying swords, and even middle-grade flying swords would cost more than five thousand.

Lu Wanxian didn't buy a flying sword, but bought two high-grade blessing artifacts, a sword tassel, and a sheath.

The sword spike can increase the power of the flying sword, and the sheath can increase the control.

But it can't be said that you can take them directly to the field.

"follow me."

Seeing Han Xijian's confusion, Lu Wanxian took him to a secluded place, took out the flying sword he was carrying, put the sword tassel and protective suit on, and handed it to Han Xijian.

Han Xijian:! ! !

Han Xijian panicked: "Brother Lu, I can't have this!"

"It's not a high-grade magic weapon. Don't be afraid. It's far worse than the flying sword and butterfly wings. Fortunately, I have trained for a month, and the stumbling flaws in the sword body have been worn through. Bring this After the two top-grade artifacts are blessed, they should be enough for a ranking battle like the Immortal Ceremony." Lu Wanxian put the hilt of the sword backhand into Han Xijian's hand, "You practice here for a while now, and I'll go to Xuanhuyuan to send it to you." deed."

After all, without waiting for Han Xijian to speak, she jumped on the crane's back, patted the crane's small head, and signaled it to take off.

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