The villain master just wants to die [Transmigration Book]

Why not?Isn't Master Xuan Yue the object of Nan Heng's admiration?

Jiang Mingchen secretly had doubts, and it wasn't until the way back that he realized that Yan Su's question was right.

Nan Heng's temperament is naturally unwilling to "smear light", and Jiang Fang Yuan is not keen on swordsmanship. From this point of view, he is really self-indulgent.

Sure enough, after Jiang Mingchen returned, he immediately informed the two of them.

Both of them were a little envious, but neither of them wanted to join in the fun.

Nan Heng even told him not to waste the opportunity, if someone made irresponsible remarks, just tell him.

Jiang Fangyuan also privately reminded him that Daoist Xuanyue's cultivation base is profound, and he might be jealous if he came to enlighten him this time, and told him not to confront others head-on, just sue afterwards, after all, with his current cultivation base, if there is a conflict, Can only be hanged and beaten.

As for other reasons, Jiang Fangyuan knew it in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

As the leader of law enforcement, Yan Su must have offended many people. If someone took the opportunity to retaliate against Jiang Mingchen and damage his foundation, it is not impossible.

Jiang Mingchen was not Xiao Bailian, so he naturally knew the pros and cons of it. Facing the concern of the two, he quickly nodded in response.

It had already been ten days since Master Xuanyue set foot in Tianxuanzong again.

During this period, Jiang Mingchen has been devoting himself to cultivation.

It's just that the more he cultivated, the more confused he became.

Why does it feel so real here?

Jiang Mingchen's heart began to waver.

Could it be that he really traveled through the second time and returned to the past?

Just when Jiang Mingchen was doubting himself, Daoist Xuan Yue came alone without Yan Shu.

Jiang Mingchen asked casually, and learned that the other party was practicing in seclusion.

While speaking, Master Xuan Yue carefully looked at Jiang Mingchen, feeling quite satisfied.

"Your cultivation speed is a little slow, but fortunately, your foundation is solid, and you can move forward steadily without haste or rashness. You have the heart of a sword cultivator."

The reason why Jiang Mingchen cultivated slowly was because he did it on purpose.

Every time he was on the verge of a breakthrough, the breath surging in his body would be ruthlessly suppressed by him.

He thought very clearly, now that he is very young and has just started, instead of rushing to break through for a while, it is better to lay a solid foundation so that it will not be hard to return in the future.

Facing the praise of Daoist Xuan Yue, Jiang Mingchen was a little embarrassed, and felt that he deserved it, after all, he was not a real child.

But this appearance fell into the eyes of the other party, and he felt that Jiang Mingchen was humble and had a good character.

When Daoist Xuan Yue enlightened Jiang Mingchen, he found that he had a quick mind and often drew inferences from one instance. He could not only see the appearance of things, but also analyze the deep-seated reasons, so he couldn't help sighing.

How did Yan Su pick up such a good seedling? !

On the day Yan Su returned to Tianxuanzong, Master Xuan Yue specially invited him to drink tea with a "flattering" face.

"Brother Yan, although Jiang Mingchen doesn't have a sword bone, he has a sword heart."

Hearing this, Yan Su suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Don't beat around the bush, just speak straight."

Since ancient times, illusory things like sword heart are usually used to praise sword repair.

What's more, if a person doesn't have a sword bone, how can he get a sword heart?

Yan Su was a little apprehensive at the other party's comments.

This guy has such a sweet mouth, do you want to pry his corner?

As expected, Master Xuan Yue continued: "It's a bit of a waste for him to stay in Tianxuanzong. If you really want him, you should let him go to Ziyangzong."

"Why, if you drink a cup of tea, you have to pay an apprentice?" Yan Su choked back.

However, his ugly face didn't frighten the other party away. Master Xuan Yue poured him tea again and said solemnly: "I'm not joking."

Yan Su naturally didn't want to let him go, but he still couldn't help asking: "You tell the truth, does he really have a talent for swordsmanship?"

Master Xuan Yue asked back: "Have you ever taught him swordsmanship?"

Yan Su shook his head, saying no.

"That being the case, he has talent."

Master Xuanyue replied: "A six-year-old child knows that haste makes waste. He picks up the sword and dances wildly like a silver snake. It seems that he has practiced it thousands of times. Unless he has the memory of the previous life, it is not the heart of the sword. What is it?"

Yan Su was silent for a long time, and after a while he said: "This matter is related to his path of cultivation, let him decide by himself."

Although the news of the Master Apprentice Ceremony has been released, it is not unchangeable. If Jiang Mingchen really wants to go to Ziyang Sect, he is willing to respect the other party's choice.

As soon as Yan Su's words fell, there was an objection from the door: "Master! I don't agree!"

The two had already sensed that someone was eavesdropping outside the door, so they kept quiet until the person spoke, and Yan Su shouted: "Heng'er, don't be rude."

"Yes, Master."

Nan Heng realized that he had lost his composure, bowed his head to admit his mistake, and apologized to the two of them.

He didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but when he came to report, he happened to hear the two discussing Jiang Mingchen's future, so the soles of his feet took root, and he couldn't move his footsteps anymore.

"The junior knows his mistakes, but I still hope that the real person will forgive me."

Master Xuan Yue had a good impression of Nan Heng, and with Yan Su present, he naturally wouldn't open his mouth to blame.

He waved at Nan Heng, signaled him to come in front of him, and asked, "Why do you object? If I remember correctly, the boy has only been in Law Enforcement Peak for more than a month, so you think he is your junior brother?"

Yan Su looked at his friend helplessly, knowing that the other party intended to tease him.

Although his good friend is a sword cultivator, he doesn't have the shadow of a sword cultivator at all, and it is quite different from the stereotype in the eyes of the world. He is just pretending on weekdays.

Nan Heng obviously didn't know the other party's temper, and was afraid that he would be bullied.

Yan Su shook his head again, but did not stop him.

Where did Nan Heng know this, he only answered the real Xuan Yue's questions seriously.

"Master's acceptance of apprentices has already been widely advertised, and the change at this time will only make people feel dishonest and damage their reputation."

"Oh? It's true. This?"

Master Xuan Yue smiled and said, "What if I explain to the sects personally, seek understanding, and preserve your master's reputation?"

Seeing that the other party did not seem to be joking, Nan Heng was a little anxious: "What outsiders think is up to outsiders. The law enforcement peak is in charge of the punishment of the sect, so we should lead by example!"

"Knowing that it is wrong, but adding to the wrong, what is this?"

Master Xuanyue found the fault and started to attack: "Because of your own selfish desires, it is your idea to delay the bright future of a monk?"

"What's wrong?"

Although the other party is the object of his admiration, Nan Heng still argues hard.

"With the heart of the sword, isn't there nothing wrong with not being a swordsman?" Daoist Xuan Yue asked rhetorically.

Kenshin?

Nan Heng froze in place.

He eavesdropped halfway and didn't hear the complete conversation. Hearing the words at this moment was like five thunderbolts.

"The heart of the sword is a thousand times rarer than the bone of the sword. Shouldn't such talent in the way of the sword go to Ziyangzong?"

Daoist Xuan Yue continued to launch an offensive: "Once the news spreads, you will not be able to stay if you want to."

"But..." Jiang Mingchen stepped into Law Enforcement Peak with half a leg, why is he not from here all of a sudden?

Nan Heng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to refute.

Seeing that Nan Heng was about to cry, Yan Su winked at his friend, signaling that enough is enough.

Master Xuan Yue was a little surprised by this.

It's only a month or so, how can the two children have such a deep relationship?

Yan Su snorted coldly at him, and softly said to Nan Heng: "What he said doesn't count, Chen'er decides whether to go or stay."

Nan Heng thought it was reasonable, if Jiang Mingchen didn't want to join the Ziyang Sect, even if he had the heart of sword, no one else could force him to do so!

But is this really good for Jiang Mingchen?

On the way back, Nan Heng couldn't help despising himself.

How can you want to force the other party to stay for your own selfishness?

Touching the bruise on his chin, recalling what happened just now, Nan Heng had a gloomy expression on his face. On the way, he happened to meet a few named disciples.

"Brother Nan, Nan!"

The few people were like frightened quails, and they were at a loss for a while. One of the more courageous disciples was the first to salute and say hello.

Although Nan Heng was not very happy, he still nodded.

As a result, he had just walked away, and he seemed to notice something. He looked back at the few people and found that they were slipping very fast, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Nan!" Not long after, someone stopped him.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to rest honestly?"

Nan Heng felt that the other party was noisy, like a chirping sparrow, and couldn't help but slander.

Obviously, not long ago, this kid got into a fight with others and was injured, so he is so happy at this moment?

After the visitor was murdered, he didn't feel scared, instead he held up the things in his hands to claim credit, "Senior Brother Jiang and I baked fruit!"

"you......"

As soon as Nan Heng opened his mouth, he was stuffed with fruit by the other party.

The taste of this grilled fruit is really strange, this is the first time for Nanheng to eat it like this.

He wanted to spit it out, but seeing that the other party was really happy, he reluctantly swallowed it.

However, he swore that he only gave face once, and he would never eat it again!

Recalling that not long ago, the other party fought with the Nan family's children for him... No, it was pushed unilaterally, Nan Heng couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

This idiot has just started, how could he single out a group of monks?

Although he felt that the other party was pitifully stupid, Nan Heng was still grateful for the other party's generous help.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Mingchen stuffed another fruit, Nan Heng paused, and impatiently swallowed it down his throat.

Back in the courtyard, there was still a fire burning on the ground, and Jiang Fangyuan was grilling meat.

Burnt fruit and barbecue?Are you waiting to get rare? !

Right now, they are all just low-level monks, and before they reach bigu, they still suffer from eating indiscriminately.

Nan Heng was almost pissed off, but Jiang Fang Yuan had no eyesight, so he went straight in front of him.

"Junior brother, come quickly! This is specially reserved for you by my little junior brother!"

When Jiang Fangyuan heard the footsteps, he immediately raised his head, facing Shang Nanheng's fiery eyes.

Jiang Mingchen saw it clearly, and quickly explained: "Brother Nan, this is not meat! It's fruit! It just looks like meat!"

Hearing this, Nan Heng's face softened slightly, but he still asked, "Is it really fruit?"

"Try it if you don't believe me!" Jiang Mingchen plucked the fruit from Jiang Fangyuan's hand and handed it to Nanheng.

Nan Heng reluctantly took a bite, and the sweet and sour juice immediately flowed into his throat.

Not long after, a strong bitter and spicy taste came to the tip of his tongue, and he burst into tears.

"puff!"

A laugh came from beside him, and the anger that Nan Heng had suppressed just now was instantly ignited, "You are a senior brother after all, why did you bring him around? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him?!"

The two teenagers immediately "declared war" and started fighting again. Jiang Mingchen stood aside to avoid harming Chi Yu.

The two didn't really fight, and they stopped after a while.

Nan Heng walked up to Jiang Mingchen with a stinky face, stared wide-eyed, and said, "Reverend Xuanyue said that you have the heart of the sword, and let you go to Ziyangzong."

With a sword heart?

Others don't know what's going on, how can he not know?

If he didn't have amnesia here, how could he dance sword?

As for proficiency in swordsmanship, it is better to explain.

After he discovered that he knew how to use a sword, he had indeed practiced it thousands of times, and before he became a child, he had also used a sword many times.

In this way, can you be unfamiliar? !

What's more, he also has the blessing of "Qingwu Swordsmanship"...

Jiang Mingchen wanted to tell the truth, saying that he didn't have the talent for swordsmanship, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was useless to say it, since others had already seen it for what it was.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said to Nan Heng, "I won't go!"