Master always wants to attack me after being enchanted

"As an outer disciple, if you want to become an inner disciple of Fengyan Mountain and be able to choose your own master, there are three conditions." Wu Yu lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling that had a hole that hadn't been repaired yet and said, "The first One, to become the number one disciple of the outer sect, to participate in the annual martial art competition in Fengyan Mountain; The prerequisite for choosing a teacher by yourself is to become No.1.”

That day, after being rescued by Gongsun Ling, Lin Chongyu sneaked back to his small house on the outskirts of Fengyan Mountain from the back mountain where the third elder tamed his spiritual pet.

Although Fengyan Mountain is large, there are very few places to live in, and there are many outer disciples, most of them live in the same room.

Lin Chongyu's original body was lucky, and was allocated a dormitory where two people lived together. Although the space was very small, it was much better than those ten or eight people who squeezed into a large bunk.

No one specially taught the outer disciples how to cultivate, only some cultivation methods and spiritual techniques widely circulated in the cultivation world.Most of the time, they are doing some chores, such as chopping firewood, carrying water and weeding.In this regard, the elder who is in charge of matters related to the outer disciples once said: If you are not talented enough in cultivation, you must work harder on strengthening your body.

The disciple who lives with Lin Chongyu is a lively and cheerful person who can talk a lot every day.

Even though Lin Chongyu rarely responded to him, the two became friends.

This person is Wu Yu.

After Lin Chongyu got acquainted with him, he would sometimes jokingly call him mullet, and fellow mullet would jokingly call him Ermao.

This is a little secret between the two of them.It's a pity that student Wuyu really didn't have any talent in the first stage of cultivation, so he resigned and returned home in the second year.

It is impossible for the directors of the outer sect to cover everything, and forgot to arrange someone for Lin Chongyu's small house, so Lin Chongyu had his first house in the cultivation world.

Lin Chongyu was very excited just thinking about it.

Real estate, can you not be excited? In modern times, it is the goal of many people's struggle for life.

Lin Chongyu turned over on the bed, looked at the empty wooden plank on the opposite bed, but failed to get excited.

He is working hard with the goal of being number one in the sect competition.

This obsession has been pressed in his heart for three years.

It's just one side. Lin Chongyu sometimes asks, where does this obsession come from?Does he have to worship Gongsun Ling as his teacher?

This kind of doubt continued until the second year, when news came that the Linggen of Gongsun Ling had been destroyed and his cultivation level plummeted.

His obsession has not been eliminated, and his doubts have become more serious. Gongsun Ling's cultivation level may not be as good as his own, so should he insist on worshiping him as a teacher?

There is no doubt that Gongsun Ling was the type he liked, no matter from appearance to temperament.He is moved by it, obsessed with it, and forgets himself because of it, as if he has fallen into a love gull, and he really has to depend on him for the rest of his life.

That was the first time he was hit by strange emotions in more than 20 years.Such as vines growing wildly, like a surging tide, prompting him to take steps and make a decision by instinct.

"Immortal Venerable, can I worship you as my teacher?" Lin Chongyu opened his bright eyes wide, feeling as if he had really come back from the dead, with all kinds of emotions flooding his heart, which gave him a novel experience.He doesn't understand what the emotion is, but he likes it.

Lin Chongyu looked straight ahead again. There was an empty seat there, which was originally empty, but now sat a fairy with a long white beard.

Whitebeard Immortal Venerable was originally not qualified to sit here, but the Second Elder kindly invited him, and the Sect Leader didn't blame him, so he just sat here.

Although a little frightened, this seat is indeed much more comfortable.

This comfort has nothing to do with the seat itself, it's just a symbol of power.Comfortable, addictive, mesmerizing, is power.

In fact, the White Beard Immortal Venerable is about to reach the end of his lifespan. He had already decided to give up cultivation and prepare to spend his old age in peace, but at this time he suddenly felt nostalgic and wanted to give it a try.

Before he could take back his greedy eyes, he felt a strong gaze.Looking along the line of sight, what the White Bearded Immortal Venerable saw was a young man standing at the head of the arena, with a thin body but a strange aura.

He looked at him, smiled faintly, but slowly frowned.

It's really weird, the white bearded fairy thought silently, trembling in his heart.

He Bichu's big move was ready, and the powerful spiritual power surrounded him, shocking many audiences in the audience.

The White Bearded Immortal Master stroked his beard. According to his understanding of the overall level of Fengyan Mountain disciples, He Bichu probably won this battle.

Why Bichu exhausted his power in order to defeat this outer disciple with one move and let him exit in embarrassment.

Spiritual power blew up like a whirlwind on his scimitar, and with countless wind blades, together with his real scimitar, they attacked Lin Chongyu.

"Brother He intends to seriously injure him with this move!" Someone exclaimed.

"It's just an outer disciple. Even if he dies, no one can make decisions for him."

"It's just a matter of making up a good reason to deal with it."

……

Lin Chongyu was indifferent to these discussions, and even looked at the position of the white bearded fairy lightly.

The wind blade and the scimitar approached him like a ghost, and they were going to cut off his flesh and blood in the next moment.Lin Chongyu finally turned around.

Finally willing to see me?That's too late.Why bother to think, with a bloodthirsty and sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wind Blade!" He Bichu confidently read out two words, and looked at Lin Chongyu with dead eyes.

The audience in the audience also held their breath, and those who had expected it took two steps back to avoid blood splashing on their bodies later.

The old man with the white beard thought the same way, thinking that this young man was going to be on the field this time, and then he saw Lin Chongyu's eyes sweeping over again.

The extremely light and floating glance made him dumbfounded for an instant.

Then, he saw that Lin Chongyu took a step forward, and at the same time, powerful spiritual power burst out from his body, shattering He Bichu's wind blade in an instant!

He Bichu's eyes widened. Amidst the rich white spiritual power, he saw Lin Chongyu, who was very close, tilted his head and smiled, sincere and gentle.

"Goodbye," he said.

He Bichu was pushed out of the ring by an irresistible force, and the crowd who had just watched took two steps back. At this time, He Bichu fell heavily on the ground, pressing out a human-shaped pit, and the dust was raised, forming a The effect of smoke.

The audience erupted in exclamation, including all the immortal elders present at the table.

The white beard fairy could not sit still under Lin Chongyu's faint gaze.He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, excused himself, and left the arena.

Everyone knew that this was an excuse. After all, monks didn't need to eat after fasting, and likewise, they didn't need to excrete.Everything the human body needs is supplied by the aura of heaven and earth, and the dirty things in the body are also transformed and discharged by the aura during the process of cultivation.

But the white-bearded fairy still felt the urge to urinate uncontrollably the first time the boy looked over.

"I'm just a director who is in charge of the scriptures and pavilions, and I only have a few years left to live, so I don't want to go through the muddy water." The white bearded fairy muttered to himself and left quickly.

Although he didn't know why this disciple was hostile to him, but no matter what, he didn't want to lose his age and be dishonorable in the end.

After this battle, this young man's name will inevitably resound throughout Fengyan Mountain and even the entire cultivation world, just like the Gongsun Mausoleum back then.

Now, that young man may have become a favorite in the eyes of those high-level old guys in Fengyan Mountain.No matter who the young man's final choice of master is, he is not someone who can be provoked by a small director of scriptures and pavilions.

Anyway, slip on the right.

Lin Chongyu withdrew his gaze from looking at the seat in front, raised his chin slightly, looked at He Bichu with lowered eyelashes, and said frivolously, "I heard that you are the top ten disciples of Fengyan Mountain?"

The haughty young man looked at his defeated subordinates, and maybe he would taunt him later.Everyone was thinking silently.

He Bichu was lying on the ground unable to move, his muscles and bones were aching.The younger brother who has a good relationship with him hurried forward to help him up, his face turned pale under the eyes of everyone watching jokes like swords.

But Lin Chongyu's thoughts at this time were different from what others thought.

Lin Chongyu didn't even know what arrogance was.

He was just thinking, if the top ten is just why Bichu's level, it is not impossible for him to win the first place.

——Since the obsession exists, realize it.

At night, the outer gate of Fengyan Mountain is star-studded, and a full moon hangs high above the tops of maple trees.

In Lin Chongyu's small broken house, many respectable immortals appeared one after another.

Many outer disciples gathered around his yard to watch the excitement, all of them opened their eyes wide, filled with curiosity.

Brother He Bichu is also a well-known figure in the outer sect. Apart from his outstanding cultivation talent, there are also those bad things he did at the foot of the mountain and in the outer sect. He is no different from a dude in the human world. Many people hate him. He gritted his teeth with hatred but was helpless.

Therefore, when everyone looked at this room and the people living here, it seemed that they were looking at heroes and legends.

In the room, there was a dim candlelight.

Lin Chongyu looked at the big Buddhas in front of him who were obviously uncomfortable in his ruined temple but still pretended to be a virtuous corporal, and wanted to laugh a little.

Without exception, they all wanted to accept him as a disciple in advance.

Lin Chongyu said to them: "Sorry, I already have a candidate in my heart."

"Who?" One of the immortals was very unwilling, "I don't lie to you either, Fengyan Mountain has stopped accepting disciples except for those at the top, and we are the most powerful left."

Lin Chongyu didn't know the people in front of him, and didn't care whether they were serious or not.

"Who are you asking..." Lin Chongyu sat cross-legged on the narrow wooden bed, nodded his head in a signature manner, and smiled, "It's my obsession."