After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Now it seems that Qi Ning'an has the upper hand, but Ke Sang wishes to know that if the plot in the book develops, it will be a matter of time before he is forced to marry a casual cultivator with a natural sword body.

It's a pity that the Great Elder fell into a coma due to continuous vomiting of blood, and it was impossible to wake up and make trouble before the demon poison was completely cleared.

"Let's go." Qi Ning'an said lightly.

Feeling the pull of the sleeve, Sang Yuan followed subconsciously.

It wasn't until he got out of the valley where the elders were, under the teasing of the headmaster, that he realized that he had been holding on to Qi Ning'an's sleeve.

"I'm afraid the elders will not give up on today's matter." Head Zhao said worriedly.

The clouds and mist gathered again, and the natural formations in the valley were in operation again.

Sang Yuan glanced back and asked curiously: "Sect Leader, so you are not the only one in the sect?"

"Cough...cough..." Head Zhao didn't expect him to be so direct, and almost choked on his saliva. Seeing him just curious, he said slowly, "Who said the head is the one who speaks the truth in the sect? I am respectful, but no matter how talented I was before, it is very likely that I will be stuck in a certain bottleneck and cannot make progress. If so, the disciples of the sect will choose to do other things when there is no hope of ascension. For example, I have been stuck in the Yuanying stage for a long time. He is quite proficient in handling chores, and he became the head of the sect under many difficulties, managing the affairs of the sect."

He used to have the spirit of a teenager and the arrogance to compete with the sky, but unfortunately these have been slowly obliterated with the arrival of the bottleneck period, and now he has long been suppressed under the busyness of the day.

Because of this, he didn't want his only junior, Qi Ning'an, to be like this, and Sang Yuan was the chance he got for him.

It's just that he didn't expect that the elders really found the natural sword body.

The three of them walked side by side, Qi Ning'an's eyes fell on the clouds and mists in the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sang Yuan nodded and said, "I understand, the elders of the sect set it up because they were afraid that the head of the family would dominate, and they should have decision-making power in important matters."

Otherwise, even if it is because the cultivation base cannot be raised to a higher level, even if it is handling the Zongmen's chores, it is easy to cause things that are not conducive to the Zongmen because of the Zongmen's own preferences.It is said to handle chores, but Xuantianmen is the largest sect in the Canglan Realm, and the head of Zhao is the facade of Xuantianmen in the eyes of outsiders.

What's more, there are some reasons for the allocation of cultivation resources.

"So, it's Xuantianmen's major event for Sword Lord to choose a Taoist partner, isn't it?" The beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with clouds in the mountains, "Jian Jun's cultivation base is the strongest in the sect, so he can't choose freely?" ?”

What a pity, Mr. Yijian.

When Xu Shi heard about himself, Qi Ning'an looked at the two of them.

Head Zhao was dumbfounded by his question. Seeing that he was out of the range of the valley, he simply found a big rock and called Sang Yuan to come and do it.

"Sang Yuan, maybe you don't understand now, but I don't understand either." Head Zhao sighed leisurely, then turned to look at him, "If I say that only you can help Lord Jian, would you believe it? Would you like to?"

He spoke vaguely, but Sang wished to see from his firm eyes that what he said was true.

"Senior brother." Qi Ning'an looked away from the distant clouds and mists, and said in a disapproving tone, "You don't need to do this."

This time, Master Zhao stood up, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "Junior brother, Master said before he died that this is our fate and it cannot be changed. I have accepted my fate, but I don't want you to accept it too." .”

Qi Ningan pursed his lips, his straight back was like a taut bowstring, his words were resounding: "I don't recognize it."

He had known his own fate for a long time. Before his death, Master said that the destiny cannot be violated, but he also said that there is a chance of life.

Head Zhao smiled gratifiedly. The two of them seemed to have returned to the time when they were at the master's lap. He looked at Sang Yuan and said, "This is a variable, but also a chance."

Qi Ning'an was silent, he did not refute this time.

Because he himself knows that compared to the established fate in the book, Sang Yuan is indeed the only variable.The person that the head brother picked up should not have been him, that person would have died in Huoyan's hands, and he was forced to marry after the elders threatened him with the mountain guard formation, even though he didn't even show up for the wedding ceremony, and even didn't even show up for the wedding ceremony. I've seen that casual cultivator once, but he still used the natal lamp left in the sect to be fate-worn by the elders. In the end, all the luck was absorbed, and the natural sword body was perfected.

When he thought of these again, his mind was already calm.

This is everything he experienced in his previous life, only to realize that he is just a character in a book when he starts over again.

How ridiculous, he didn't care about the son of luck at all, he honed his sword intent, but he didn't want to become a stepping stone for others in the end.

Sang Yuan looked at the backs of the two in a daze. He sat lazily on the big rock, facing Yunjuan Yunshu's Yunjian.He likes the aura in the mountains very much. If he hadn't been worried about someone being there, he would probably stretch out the branches and lie down.

Boring, he heard the conversation between the two.

It's not his fault, who made them not only not transmit the sound, but even keep their voices down.

Tiandao can hear all the sounds between heaven and earth, as long as he wants.

At first he listened with great interest, until later he found out that it was all a mess of begging for children, seeking opportunities, seeking marriage, etc., which made him sleepless at night and then closed it.

Fate?variable?vitality?

Cultivators can indeed spy on the secrets of the sky through certain channels, but they can only spy on an incomplete trace of the secrets.

The way of heaven cannot be spied on, and the prying eyes will pay the price.But there are indeed people who use this method to enter the Tao, for example, the Tianji Gate in the Canglan Realm.It's just that this kind of person often hurts himself because of spying on the secrets too much, and in the end he pays the price of death.

Could it be that head Zhao went to Tianjimen after Qi Ning'an's natal sword was broken?Can you count yourself as Qi Ningan's secret?That's why you brought him back and made him a Taoist companion?

If this is the case, the actions of the head of the sect can be explained.The elders seem to have another purpose, but head Zhao should be mainly thinking of his junior brother.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that there are two brushes in the Tianji Gate!" Sang Yuan sighed secretly, isn't it, he is here to prevent the villain from becoming black, and in other words, it is Qi Ning'an's vitality.

That's right, that's it.

Head Zhao didn't know what he was muttering, so he ended his conversation with Qi Ning'an, came over with a smile, and said, "How is it? You are the only one who can match him in this world."

If he wanted to keep Sang Yuan, what could be more willing than him knowing that he was the only salvation for a Mahayana sword cultivator?

Sang Yuan rolled his eyes: "It's not very good."

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of soft light on Qi Ning'an who was standing on the edge of the clouds, making half of his profile face more and more handsome.

"Of course, if it's for Jianjun's beauty, I can cooperate with you." He wrapped his fingers around his hairband, his eyes were a little bright, "You prepare what I want, and everyone gets what they need."

He really didn't suffer at all, but head Zhao was not angry, but smiled and agreed: "Okay, if you want to do anything, let Jian Jun cooperate with you."

Sang Yuan immediately said: "Okay, I don't want to go to Wendao Pavilion for class."

It's nothing. Headmaster Zhao was about to nod his head when Qi Ning'an looked over and said in a calm tone, "Since you have signed up, you must complete it."

Sang Yuan refuted him: "Your lecture is drowsy, I don't like it!"

Oh, besides him, is anyone else drowsy?

Qi Ning'an would not spoil him like the head of the sect, and said with a deep voice on top of his head, "You are using my points."

This is really irrefutable.

"Okay." Sang Yuan knew that he couldn't get anything good from him, so he turned to head Zhao and said, "I also want the warmest quilt."

"Ah?" Master Zhao was ready for what he wanted from heaven and earth treasures and magical weapons, but he didn't expect that he wanted a quilt.

What can a quilt do other than sleep?

Could it be that he is old and can't figure out what young people think now?

Qi Ning'an looked over again, but after holding back, he didn't speak.

Sang Yuan's peach blossom eyes slightly raised, the clouds and water light inside had already dissipated, leaving only the residual rouge in the afterglow, he looked at Qi Ning'an: "Jian Jun doesn't need to think too much, it's just because I'm naturally afraid of the cold, and I can't sleep at night. Not happy."

What is he thinking about?Qi Ning'an, who is used to being reticent, finally couldn't help but ask, "You don't practice?"

Sang Yuan replied in surprise, "Aren't you sleeping?"

The two were silent together, and finally Sang Yuan frowned and sighed: "I like to sleep very much."

I also like to receive sunshine and rain while sleeping, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Master Zhao came out to laugh, and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own way of cultivation, well, Sang Yuan is right."

The mountain wind brought the coolness of the night, Sang Yuan jumped up, the head Zhao was startled by his sudden movement, and asked: "Do you feel any danger?"

What?Could it be that the life brought by Sang Yuan is about to begin?To be honest he was a little nervous.

Sang Yuan looked at him suspiciously, and said, "It's getting dark, it's time to go back."

The roof is still open, he has to hurry back and prepare to absorb the essence of the moon.

"Don't forget to help me find the quilt!" After Sang Yuan finished speaking, with a clear cry, a crane came lightly.

Master Zhao stared blankly at him riding the crane away, wondering: "Have the cranes in the sect become so shiny?"

Qi Ning'an heard the sound of the crane below Sang Yuan letting the crane fly lower, raised his jaw slightly, looked at the mountain peak hidden in the darkness in the distance, and said: "That's my crane."

"That's right!" Master Zhao suddenly realized, "That's right! Sang Yuan is indeed a person with great blessings, and he has changed so much after being with Xianhe for a short period of time!"

He doesn't know about the people of Great Fortune, but the screams can still be heard in the distance during the Mahayana period.

"Fly me low!"

Well, it turned out that he was really too fast before.

The head here is still chattering, but Qi Ning'an received a voice transmission from Sang Yuan.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and Sang Yuan's voice sounded in his ears: "Don't forget to go to Qinglongchi to make a wish! Super-spirited! Don't tell others!"

The voice in the messenger talisman was a bit distorted, and the ending sound seemed to be tainted with the morning moisture, whispering a secret that belonged to the two of them in a low voice.

His eyes seemed to be still in the sea of ​​clouds in the dark night, and after a long while, there was only an inaudible voice: "Yeah."