Ancestor of Magic

The five elders laughed tacitly when they saw it, as if they had already made up their minds, Yu Shinan stepped forward, "Okay, as you said, it's just..."

Yu Shinan looked at Zhong Chen with some embarrassment, after all, he is today's leader, and he might be unwilling to let him follow such an unknown person.

But this is just the opinion of the world. The man on the stage is actually one of the elders of Tianxiao Palace. However, for thousands of years, he has never accepted an apprentice, and the world does not know the existence of this person. His practice is not inferior to anyone present, even higher.

Zhong Chen naturally understood Yu Shinan's embarrassment, and he didn't judge people by appearances. Since the elders agreed, the person in front of him must have something special.

Zhong Chen knelt on one knee, "Master."

After performing the apprentice ceremony, Yin Qianshang nodded in satisfaction, turned around and left, motioning for Zhong Chen to follow.

"Wait a minute, we still need to give instructions!" Mo Wenchang said hastily.

Yin Qianshang frowned, put his hands on his forehead, looked back at the five elders pitifully, sighed, shook his head and said: "Masters, my body is really bad. When I came out just now, I forgot to bring The cloak was worn, and I was blown a few times, now, the pain is so severe that I really can’t participate in the instruction, please forgive me!”

"Cough, cough, cough." Yin Qianshang covered his mouth with his hand while talking, coughed a few times, and his face was a little pale, as if he was really sick.

"Disciple, hurry up and help me back to rest." Yin Qianshang stretched out his hand, looking weak and powerless, as if if Zhong Chen didn't hurry up, he would faint.

Seeing this, Zhong Chen immediately stepped forward, gently supported Yin Qianshang, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the five elders upstairs could only helplessly shake their heads and sigh, but there was nothing they could do.

Zhong Chen helped Yin Qianshang out of the test field, turned around and walked past the pavilion, passed a chain bridge shrouded in fairy mist, and saw a field of Bana flowers in full bloom, dazzlingly red.

Here, apart from Bianhua, there are only a few small thatched huts left.

Zhong Chen was a little stunned, there seemed to be no flowers here, not to mention other life, it was so quiet that it made one's heart numb, as if isolated from the world.

Looking at Zhong Chen who was standing there blankly, Yin Qianshang covered his mouth with a slight smile, walked lightly among the flowers, and merged with it in an instant, like a painting, Zhong Chen was stunned for a moment .

"Boy, don't be in a daze, hurry up and follow." Yin Qianshang's voice came.

Only then did Zhong Chen come to his senses, and followed quickly, and when he came to the thatched cottage, Yin Qianshang pointed to the west room, "From today onwards, you will live in this west wing room!"

"Yes." Zhong Chen saluted politely.

"Yeah!" Yin Qianshang nodded in satisfaction, and walked up the steps, because he built a pavilion in front of the hut, set up a couch, chessboard, qin, and bottles of fine wine. The curtains made of green gauze have a soft beauty.

Yin Qianshang gently half-lyed on the couch, picked up the wine on the table, drank it in one gulp, looked at Zhong Chen who was still standing below, and asked, "Do you know how to drink?"

"Yes, but only a little, too much and easy to get drunk." Zhong Chen said succinctly.

Upon hearing this, Yin Qianshang sat up straight away, changed his posture, and continued, "Then can you play chess?"

"will not."

"What about playing the piano?"

"will not."

"Where is the sword dance?"

"will not."

After listening, Yin Qianshang was stunned, dropped the wine in his hand to the ground, and stared at Zhongchen with an incredulous expression.

In the next second, he laughed directly, "Oh, oh! You are so boring! Co-authoring, you don't know anything except practice. Isn't it boring?"

"No." Zhong Chen still said concisely, with a drooping face, showing no expression at all.

Yin Qianshang waved to Zhongchen, signaling him to come up.

After Zhong Chen went up, he sat on the stool next to him, still expressionless, Yin Qianshang didn't speak, and he wouldn't open his mouth either.

Yin Qianshang walked towards the piano table with a smile, and lightly stroked the piano with his hand, and it immediately made a crisp sound.

Yin Qianshang sat down directly, turned his head and smiled gently at Zhong Chen, "How about I help you?"

Zhong Chen didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Yin Qianshang closed his eyes, swiped lightly with his hand, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded with his fingertips. For a moment, it seemed that time had been frozen, and the place that was originally quiet became alive instantly. When she got up, there was laughter and laughter, as if everything in the world was dancing for her.

At the end of the song, Zhong Chen hadn't come back to his senses, and still stayed in the sound of his piano.

Yin Qianshang turned back, "How?" asked Zhong Chen.

Zhong Chen, who had been serious for a long time and didn't know how to smile, even if he was happy in his heart, his face would not reveal half of it, he just said calmly: "Very good."

After hearing Zhong Chen's answer, Yin Qianshang turned around, smiled slightly, looked into the distance, and thoughtfully said: "You are very similar to a person."

Hearing this, Zhong Chen's originally calm eyes immediately tightened up, staring at Yin Qianshang's side face, but felt a little sour in his heart.

Yin Qianshang got up, walked in front of Zhong Chen with a smile, bent down, raised his fair and slender fingers, gently stroked the hair on his cheeks, and stared straight at Zhong Chen's eyes.

"Don't always keep a straight face, smile more, and don't always take all the responsibilities on your own, that way, you'll be exhausted." He got up as he spoke, and walked past Zhong Chen, his sleeves slipping through Zhong Chen. Dust flashed across his shoulder.

But Zhong Chen, who was sitting on the stool, seemed to be stuck on the acupuncture points, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move, Yin Qianshang's smile was still in front of his eyes, his gentle tone echoed in his ears, and he was still lingering in his nose. The smell on the body can dissipate after a long time.

In the next month of life, Yin Qianshang never taught Zhong Chen anything about cultivation, he just led him to play chess, drink tea, play the piano every day, and occasionally watched him dance sword.

Although life is dull, Zhong Chen likes this place more and more, and even hopes in his heart that he can stay with the person in front of him, live here for the rest of his life, and ignore the grievances and disputes in the rivers and lakes.

In the cave, Bai Mohan slightly opened his brows, there was only a burning fire beside him, nothing else.

Bai Mohan wanted to get up, but found that the pain in his body was unbearable, he struggled several times, and finally sat up reluctantly.

At this time, Mu Fengchen, who was dressed in white and holding a handful of firewood in his hand, calmly stared at the person who sat up.

Seeing Mu Fengchen, Bai Mohan grinned, "I thought you left me to fend for yourself and left alone!"

Mu Fengchen walked in, put down the firewood lightly, and said indifferently: "I really want to."

"Ah! You really thought about it! You know, I became like this because of you." Bai Mohan complained, with a pair of eyes staring at Mu Fengchen resentfully, as if he had suffered a great grievance the same.