Disciple's rebellion

Mi Chen's gaze sank: "You suspect that I restored his memory."

Bai Wei frowned: "Ah Chen, I'm not doubting you, I'm just asking you if his memory has been completely cleared. I believe you can feel it too. The moves he used in this battle are clearly banned by the Liangling faction. rose thorn."

Mi Chen clenched his hands tightly, and said with deep eyes: "I know better than anyone that the moves he used this time are very similar to rose thorns, and I want him to forget the memory of that time more than you, senior brother. And don't forget... "

There was still no emotional fluctuation on Mi Chen's face, but if Ning Jie was around, he would definitely be shocked when he saw Mi Chen.

His master's eyes moved slightly, and his tone showed sarcasm: "Ah Jie's memory was made by senior brother Guijing. You should believe in the second senior brother's medical skills. The memory he cleared is not something I can do without hurting A Jie. Let him regain his memory."

Bai Wei frowned and said, "But, how could he use rose thorns?"

When Mi Chen thought of the flower blades all over the sky, his heart was no less heavy than that of the white curtain.

But the secret art of rose thorn was only known to the elders who had passed away besides himself, Bai Curtain and Guidance.

But the dead will not be resurrected, there is no solution at all!

After a long time, Mi Chen replied: "Talent. An incomparable self-created talent."

Ning Jie's move seems to be very similar to the rose thorn, but his ultimate move is far more agile and powerful than the rose thorn.

And it’s not only this trick, Ning Jie’s own creation of devouring and strangling spiritual power with spiritual power, so the only thing related to this rose thorn is that Ning Jie’s talent is extremely high, and he created it himself, which is similar to the forbidden technique rose thorn, but more complete , More practical moves.

When Bai Wei heard Mi Chen mention talent, he couldn't help but sink his eyes.

The two were silent for a long time, Mi Chen said: "Brother, don't worry, that memory, unless I get mad, I will seal Ah Jie's memory for the rest of my life."

Bai Wei said with deep eyes: "Ah Chen, you have to know that that memory shouldn't exist outside of you and my senior brother. If he doesn't remember, it's a good thing for him, for you, and for the sect."

Mi Chen's face became even colder: "I know."

Seeing Mi Chen's unwillingness to talk about the past, Bai Wei knew that the matter was over.

but……

Bai Wei frowned and looked at Mi Chen, and said, "Ah Chen, why did you call Ning Jie A Jie today? Didn't you call him Jie Er before?"

Mi Chen was puzzled by Bai Wei's question, he said: "Ah Jie is already weak, it feels a bit strange for me to call him Jieer again, that's why I call him A Jie. Besides, don't you and senior brother sometimes call me A Jie? Shen."

Bai Wei frowned even tighter, "But..."

Mi Chen looked at what Bai Wei was waiting for him.

But Bai Wei couldn't say anything.

However, Mi Chen was not sure about the address, so he asked again: "If I don't call him Ah Jie, what should I call him? Brother, what do you usually call your disciple?"

Bai Wei replied without thinking: "I usually call them by their names or their words."

Speaking of this, Bai Wei remembered that Ning Jie was twenty years old, but because Mi Chen hadn't left the customs, Ning Jie not only didn't have his own spirit sword, but also didn't get his own word at the coming-of-age ceremony.

Bai Wei coughed lightly, and replied: "If there is no accident in this Immortal Gate Conference, Ning Jie must have won the leader. If so, why not take advantage of this leader to hold his coming-of-age ceremony at the Liangling Sect. Then, during your recent practice gap, Give him a word."

Mi Chen nodded: "I see."

Bai Wei took out a jade pendant from the spirit bag and handed it to Mi Chen.

Mi Chen took the jade pendant and frowned, and asked, "Didn't you disapprove of my coming to the Xianmen Conference? How could you prepare my room?"

Bai Wei didn't care about Mi Chen's question whether he was big or small, he glanced at Mi Chen, and replied: "Will you obey me obediently and stay in Lanshan to continue practicing?"

Mi Chen didn't reply, he was standing in front of Bai Liang now, which already showed that he would never listen to Bai Liang's words.

Bai Wei was not angry, and continued: "It's the first time for your precious apprentice to attend the Fairy Gate Conference. With your temperament, how could it be possible for him to suffer from not having a spiritual sword? You will definitely come to give him the sword. And your The apprentice seems to be elegant and polite, but at first glance he looks like a little old-fashioned, but in fact he is used to acting like a baby."

Speaking of this, the tranquility in Bai Wei's eyes also shattered. He looked at Mi Chen with dissatisfaction in his eyes. Unlike the conversations with those heads, his words also began to thicken at this time.

Bai Wei disagreed and said: "It's fine if he acts like a baby, you are still used to him. Once you meet him, all the indifference and alienation will disappear. I think if he wants this Qiushan Pavilion, you dare to come to Li In front of Tiao, ask for this Qiushan Pavilion in front of the entire Shuishen faction."

Just as Mi Chen was about to speak, Bai Wei waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say too much, you can go back. Now that we've finished talking about the rose thorns, I'm afraid your thoughts are no longer here."

Mi Chen didn't deny it either, he raised his hand to salute and bid farewell to Bai Wei, saying: "Since the senior brother is expelling everyone, then the senior brother should rest earlier, and Qingfeng will leave first."

Mi Chen held the key to the room, frowned, and followed the shopkeeper amidst continuous whispers, to the room reserved for him by the white curtain.

As soon as he entered the room, he said: "I don't need anything, I'm sorry."

The shopkeeper also knew that Mi Chen was cold-tempered and difficult to get along with. After walking the whole way, his back was already dripping with cold sweat. He was quite relieved to hear the words, and quickly said, "Yes, yes. Can."

Mi Chen naturally didn't miss the relieved expression on the shopkeeper's face. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, Mi Chen closed the door.

He leaned against the door in silence for a moment, then walked towards the inner room.

Mi Chen just wanted to use his spiritual power to light the lamp, but before he could use his spiritual power, he heard a rustling sound.

Mi Chen withdrew his spiritual power, and watched with his hands behind his back as many spiritual tendrils slowly coiled around the pillar, and then tremblingly released thousands of... roses with spiritual light!

When Mi Chen saw that it was Qiangwei, his originally slightly lowered eyes widened instantly.

In this world, the only plant with aura is the fire lotus. This flower is extremely difficult to grow. If the world wants to see the beauty of the fire lotus, there are only two places to find it.

One is the South China Sea, the birthplace of Yinghuolian, and the other is the Stealing Blue Mountain of the Liangling School.

Moreover, it took Ning Jie how many years and effort it took to offer the fire lotus of the Blue Mountain to the Blue Mountain...

"Master."

Ning Jie's face emerged from the darkness, and he appeared in front of Mi Chen with a smile and great concentration.

Ning Jie walked up to Mi Chen and spread his hands, revealing a blue rose in front of Mi Chen.

Ning Jie said: "Master, look, I found this out this morning. How about it, do you like it?"

Mi Chen took the rose flower from Ning Jie's hand and put it in front of his eyes to appreciate it carefully.

He could see that Ning Jie had put a lot of thought into this rose, because there was an obvious Yinghuolian figure on this rose.

It seems that Ning Jie has long been thinking about how to transfer the light from Yinghuolian to Rose.

Mi Chen put Qiangwei into the spirit bag, stretched out his hand, and the scene changed suddenly.

Ning Jie quickly reacted and condensed the barrier to block the spiritual power attacking from the side.

While blocking Mi Chen's attack, Ning Jie said aggrievedly: "Master, how could you do this! Disciple has not had time to tell you the interesting stories of his many years of travel and the strength of spiritual power, so you beat him with spiritual power!"

A faint smile appeared on Mi Chen's hidden brows and eyes, but his voice was still stern, and he said, "Try it and you'll know."

After Mi Chen finished speaking, the spiritual power poured into the sword strengthened again, and the attack speed also increased.

Ning Jie didn't care about acting like a baby to Mi Chen, so he quickly accepted the trick.

Within a hundred rounds, Ning Jie was restrained by Mi Chen's spirit sword.

Ning Jie lay directly on the ground tired.

Mi Chen put away the spirit sword, and said in a low voice, "Sixty percent."

Ning Jie instantly understood Mi Chen's meaning, his current level has only reached [-]% of Mi Chen's level.

Ning Jie narrowed his eyes and said in satisfaction: "The disciple will continue to work hard."

You must know that the head of the sect is only [-]% of his own master.

Mi Chen was also quite satisfied with Ning Jie's current level of spiritual power. He gave Ning Jie a cleansing formula, saying: "After your coming-of-age ceremony is over, I will take you to Xueqiu Mountain as a teacher. As expected, Your spiritual power can reach [-]% or even [-]% of being a teacher."

When Ning Jie heard it, he was not tired anymore, and he just got up from the ground on his back, staring at Mi Chen with bright eyes: "Master, you mean that you want to accompany the disciple to travel!"

Seeing that Ning Jie was so happy, Mi Chen felt slightly puzzled, "It's not a trip, but the ten-year appointment with Goddess Xueqiu has arrived. This time the future is dangerous, and it's not an ordinary trip to a secret place."

Ning Jie said with a smile: "I know that as long as the master is beside the disciple, the disciple will not be afraid."

No wonder Ning Jie was surprised.

In the past ten years, he and Mi Chen have met very few times.

When he was practicing for the first time, Mi Chen still stayed by his side and taught him carefully, but gradually, he saw each other from once a month, to once every six months, and finally to every five years now.

Five years, really long.

Although he knew that Mi Chen had to retreat, but Mi Chen missed the five years of his growth, he was still somewhat disappointed.

Fortunately, Mi Chen was by his side at his coming-of-age ceremony, when he once again made a name for himself as Mi Chen's apprentice, and in the most glorious years of his life, Mi Chen was by his side and would never be absent again.

Mi Chen, who has been in seclusion all the year round, can't see Ning Jie's small thoughts, but because he talked about the ten-year contract, his originally relaxed brows were deeply frowned again.

It was really hard to find Xueqiu Mountain back then, but the experience at that time can only be said to have increased his experience, and increased his experience of how strange Xueqiu can be.

As for the rest...

Xueqiu Mountain has always been famous for its unpredictable changes. The reason why it is said to be destined is because the possibility of finding Xueqiu Mountain by chance is really low.

Therefore, it is impossible to go back the same way as before.

Seeing Mi Chen's solemn expression, Ning Jie knew that he was worried about Xue Qiushan. Although he was young back then, he still remembered the thrills on this road.

Ning Jie lightly grabbed Mi Chen's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Master, although the disease of the disciple's sluggish veins has not been completely cured, it is enough to allow the disciple to go unimpeded among the immortal gates. Even if Xueqiu Mountain cannot be found, does not matter."

Mi Chen shook his head: "If you go to Xueqiu Mountain this time, if you can completely remove the obstruction of your spiritual veins, after a few years, your cultivation level will definitely surpass that of being a teacher. So for your Dao, you must look for a teacher again. To Xueqiu Mountain."

Ning Jie pursed his lips, and immediately hugged Mi Chen while Mi Chen was not paying attention.

Mi Chen was taken aback. He had never been so close to anyone since he was a child, so his subconscious response was to use his spiritual power to push people away, but he withdrew his spiritual power when he realized that the person in his arms was his apprentice. , wanting to push people away with their hands.

But after Ning Jie noticed Mi Chen's resistance, he hugged him even tighter, and he whispered in Mi Chen's ear aggrievedly: "Master."

When Mi Chen heard Ning Jie's aggrieved voice, his original resistance gradually disappeared.He raised his hand to gently caress the senior of Funing class, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Jie whispered: "Ning Jie only needs a master, he doesn't need to be another master, and he doesn't need to be an existence beyond the master. Maybe he wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with the master, and even more wants to treat the master like a master. Protected under his own wings. However, what he most wants people to know is that he is only a disciple of his master, and he has not shamed his master. There is only one Misty Immortal in the world. He is willing to share Master's heavy burden, but the premise is that his master stands on the top of ten thousand immortals."

Mi was taken aback.

Suddenly, Mi Chen and Ning Jie returned to the room full of warm roses. In this room, every flower was showing Mi Chen how much Ning Jie missed him in the past five years.

Mi Chen looked at these glowing warm roses that were carefully flattering him, as if he saw the fire lotus on the blue mountain.

He... remembered five years ago.

Thinking of five years ago, Mi Chen closed his eyes unbearably, and thought: Yes, only one Mi Chen is enough in this world.

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