The villain's deadly support

"Master, we haven't participated in the martial arts conference for three years. This year's invitation has been sent to Zongli. Look..." At this time, a young monk held an invitation in both hands and handed it to Ling Guchen. before.

"Understood." Ling Guchen took the invitation and threw the letter on the desk without reading it.

"Father, if we want to participate this year, my daughter is willing to go with her father, and she will be ashamed!" Ling Qingcheng took the initiative to challenge.

Because of the failure of the martial arts conference three years ago, Ling Guchen refused to participate in the martial arts conference for the next three years.

At this time, in the main hall of Poyun Sect, the disciples were all sitting in the hall, discussing one after another. If we talk about these disciples, there are hundreds of them at least. All of them participated in this discussion, except for one person who did not participate, that is Shen Qingxian.

"That's right, master, today is different from the past, and now the senior sister is getting better in cultivation, not to mention, isn't there a genius Shen Qingxian in our sect? In terms of cultivation, he has left us far behind in three years. The next martial arts conference will certainly be able to turn down face for Master." The person who said it was deliberately exaggerating, just wanting to know how Master will arrange for that alien.

It's just that everyone didn't know that at this time Shen Qingxian was standing outside the hall, eavesdropping on the discussions in the hall through the open window.

In fact, it wasn't that Shen Qingxian didn't fit in well, but that Guchen asked her not to practice with other brothers and sisters of the same school.

The freaks in their mouths, why don't they want to practice openly and aboveboard?However, everything was not as Shen Qingxian imagined.

It's been three years. At the beginning, it was promised that the master would accept her as a disciple in the inner sect, but it still hasn't been fulfilled.

Shen Qingxian became an unclear disciple, she was not allowed to participate in the cultivation and teaching courses that the inner sect participated in, and her master did not allow her to participate in the selection and training conducted by the outer sect.

Apart from practicing under the supervisor of the master all day long, Shen Qingxian couldn't even learn the basic skills of moving the sword and breaking the cloud.

Why can't she feel that she is different? For three years, the master refused to teach her anything, and still sent her some pills that were badly practiced by her seniors every seven days.

While she was eating the high-quality elixir provided by her sister, she was doing nothing all day long and being isolated as a different kind. It was impossible for her not to feel sad.

But what can she do, she can't tell her sister that she wasted three years in vain, and the master won't teach her anything, right?

Quietly listening to the voices of discussion in the hall, Shen Qingxian idly kicked the moss growing on the wall.

In fact, Shen Qingxian understood in her heart that for a person like her who has only a body of cultivation and knows nothing, even if the master wants to participate in the martial arts conference, the master will not take her there.

"About Shen Qingxian, as a teacher, I have my own considerations. There are less than three months before this year's martial arts conference. You are all good at cultivation. This year, the Poyun Sect also began to select disciples from the inner sect. Only cultivation and martial arts Only the ten best people can participate in the martial arts conference with their masters!" Ling Guchen announced while looking at the disciples.

"Look, I said that our sect will definitely participate in the martial arts conference this year!"

"Oh! In terms of cultivation, you must be elected as a senior sister!"

"It's over, it's over, I thought I could go to the martial arts conference with Master this year to gain experience, it seems that there is no hope."

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall.

What did Master just say?Said he had other plans for himself? !

When a glimmer of hope was lit in Shen Qingxian's heart, Ling Guchen settled down with a few insignificant words and let everyone go to practice their own practice.

When Ling Guchen returned to the sparsely populated orphanage, Shen Qingxian had already jumped over the wall earlier and knelt in the practice room.

"Master." The senior brother and Ling Guchen who were guarding in the yard saluted.

After hearing the sound, Shen Qingxian hastily stretched out the shabby robe she was wearing, kneeled upright, and as the door was pulled open, the lonely minister walked in.

"Master." Shen Qingxian bowed down again.

"En." Ling Guchen didn't even look at Shen Qingxian, but held the invitation card straight away, and after going back to the desk, when he was picking up the brush and spreading the rice paper on the desk, his eyes finally fell on Shen Qing Xian's body.

"Shen Qingxian." Ling Guchen called out.

"Yes, Master."

"From today onwards, you have to consume the elixirs given to you within three days. The martial arts conference is coming soon, so you need to practice even harder." Ling Guchen looked at Shen Qingxian deeply.

"Yes!" Shen Qingxian jumped up in joy, the master must have seen her hard work and decided to take her to the martial arts conference!

Thinking in her heart, Xiao Qing became excited.

"I still have a lot of things to do as a teacher today, you can go down the mountain to practice on your own." Ling Guchen raised the brush in his hand, and his wide sleeves were thrown aside.

"Yes! This disciple will definitely not disappoint Master!" Shen Qingxian expressed her determination, and upon hearing Gu Chen's sneer, she was thrown down the mountain while Master waved her hand.

Just as she was falling back into the yard, she saw Wen Chuchu sitting on a small stool in the yard, mending the flowers and plants that were ruined by Ling Qingcheng yesterday, perhaps because she was too sleepy, she even yawned and covered her lips with her hands cover.

"Sister!" Shen Qingxian grasped Wen Chuchu's wrist, "Don't worry about these flowers and plants."

"Axian?" Wen Chuchu looked up at Shen Qingxian in surprise, "Why did you come back so early today? It's only past noon, right?"

"Yes, Master has something to do today and wants me to practice on my own." Shen Qingxian pulled Wen Chuchu up from the stool.

"Then have you eaten?" Wen Chuchu seemed to have regained her spirits, "I guess you must not have eaten, that old man who is picky will definitely not prepare food for you!"

"Where's my sister? Have you eaten?" Xiao Qing supported Wen Chuchu, and looked down at her sister who was only just reaching her chin.

"Eat...eat!" Wen Chuchu's tone was always unnatural when he felt guilty.

"I guess you haven't eaten?" Xiao Qing frowned, "Even when you're alone, you should eat well, but it's just right, you'll rest in the room, I'll get it Let's eat together."

Speaking of which, Shen Qingxian picked up a bundle of dried firewood from under the eaves and walked towards the small kitchen.

When Shen Qingxian was stepping into the kitchen threshold, suddenly, she heard a strange noise coming from the yard, feeling something was wrong in her heart, when she turned her head, she saw Wen Chuchu fell down in the yard.

"Sister?!" Shen Qingxian hurriedly dropped the firewood in her hand and ran back to the yard.

At this time, no matter how much she shook Wen Chuchu, Wen Chuchu seemed to be in a coma and did not respond.

Seeing this scene, Yuanshen Shen Qingxian couldn't help but sighed, looking at the current situation, Wen Chuchu's time limit should be approaching, if she couldn't get the nourishment of the demon pill, she would lose her soul in a short time.

But in the past three years, she has tried all the methods she can think of. As long as she can find fairy weapons and refining weapons, she has used them for experiments. In the past three years, she has never touched them again. To Wen Chuchu.

"Sister!" Xiao Qing held Wen Chuchu in her arms and ran all the way into the house. She put Wen Chuchu on the couch, but saw her sister's complexion turned gray.

Although my sister spends a lot of time sleeping to maintain her strength, the bruises accumulated under her eyes are still getting heavier and heavier.

Wen Chuchu only felt that her connection status was very unstable, and she could even feel that Xiao Yiting was communicating with Director Liu with the tablet, but that feeling was too illusory, as if her colleagues hadn't noticed her strangeness.

I don't know how long it took, it was like having a very long dream, when Wen Chuchu opened her eyes again, she found that the room was already dark.

"Axian?" Wen Chuchu felt that her neck was curled up and was about to break, which was too uncomfortable, and she called out in a hoarse voice, when suddenly a head rose from her arms.

"Sister!" Shen Qingxian raised her head urgently, she frowned, her eyes were filled with tears, and at this moment she met Wen Chuchu's gaze full of heart-wrenching pain.

"Hey, why does my neck hurt so much? Why does my head hurt? Why does my elbow hurt too?" Wen Chuchu struggled for a while, she was too weak to sit up, "You, you don't want to take advantage of it I fell asleep and beat me secretly, right?"

"Sister, you fell when you passed out!" Xiao Qing blamed, choking with anger, tears rolled down her long and narrow eyes.

"Me?" Wen Chuchu blinked her eyes, lowered her head and raised her fiery palm, and saw that the side of her palm was bruised in a large area, the skin rolled up, and there was a bloody scrape from the small gravel.

"You just fell, you... don't cry." Wen Chuchu touched the front of his clothes, pulled out a handkerchief from the front, rubbed the little face for Axian, and said with a sneer: "Axian, you How old are you, why are you still crying? Are you ashamed?"

Shen Qingxian dodged the warm handkerchief, and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her slightly old tattered robe, "Sister, the master said that I will participate in the martial arts conference this year, and the master also said that I should prepare well. "

"Look, I'll just say it! Gold always shines! You are so capable and hardworking, no matter how blind he is, he can see how hard you work!" Wen Chuchu regained his energy.

Shen Qingxian followed suit and nodded her head vigorously, "Sister, I'm about to become famous! I will not disappoint your cultivation, you said that the demon pill is still under that pool, and when I finish my studies, I will directly overturn that pool , you have to wait for me and stay with me again."

"It's fine, it's fine, I just snooze a little bit lately." Wen Chuchu raised her hand again, and habitually touched the top of Shen Qingxian's head, but her hand paused, and she remembered that Ah Xian was no longer a child Also, she doesn't like being messed with her hair all the time.

"Look at me, I'm used to it." Wen Chuchu retracted her hand resentfully.

However, Shen Qingxian held her elder sister's hand, and put her cheek in the warm palm, "Sister, I've made up my mind, even if I can't find your demon pill, when I enter the Nascent Soul Stage, I will put my My true essence is condensed for you to use, but you have to give me time."

Wen Chuchu also pursed her lips helplessly, "Okay, it's fine for Axian to say anything, don't worry, how can something happen so easily? You have to be at ease and practice hard, and you have your goals, don't easily do it for others Change your life."

"Sister is not someone else!" Shen Qingxian has become accustomed to Wen Chuchu's waiting, she can't face the result of losing her sister one day, because for her, Wen Chuchu is already an indispensable part of her life.