When the society is afraid to become a heartthrob green tea

Lu Linfeng fainted again. Before he fainted, he told his disciples about Ye Xiuhan's identity and his amnesia.

This time the disciples didn't dare to delay, and summoned the natal magic sword one after another.

I saw a few flashes of sword light, and the several long swords summoned by the disciples actually combined into a huge sword, enough to hold more than a dozen people standing on the sword.

"Junior Brother Ye, come back to Tianlan Sect with us, maybe you can think of something when you see the familiar scene." A disciple said.

Ye Xiuhan nodded, and waited for everyone to stand on the long sword before he slowly climbed up and chose a most remote corner to squat down.

The long sword rose against the wind, and instantly flew to the top of the floating clouds.

Ye Xiuhan was terribly frightened, subconsciously raised his head to find the heavy figure, but only saw a small black dot in the distance.

That is the heavy light leading the way.

The monks go down the mountain to practice together, and they often encounter dangers, so they often fly with the same sword.But other than that, it is necessary to arrange for a person to fly alone to lead the way.

If there are other monks fighting, or if there is a spiritual treasure unearthed at the foot of the mountain, or if there is a formation formed by a senior expert...then the person who guides the way must send back a message in time so that others can avoid it.

"By the way, the host." 818 suddenly remembered an important thing: "The sect already knows that you are going back, and there are thousands of disciples waiting to see you. Get ready, we must make a stunning appearance."

Up to... thousand?

Ye Xiuhan shivered, but when he thought of Zhong Guang's tragic fate, he shivered instantly.

There are only a few thousand people, nothing to be afraid of.

Even though he thought so, Ye Xiuhan subconsciously hugged himself tightly with his arms.

He took a deep breath, raised a hand, and poked at himself.

"?" 818 looked at Ye Xiuhan's actions, feeling very bewildered, and asked, "Master, why are you poking yourself?"

"I've become a human now, so I just want to get used to poking myself with my hands, so maybe I won't have the stress reaction of mimosa." Ye Xiuhan explained in a low voice.

"..." It's too miserable for a small society to become green tea, and the people who heard it almost cried. 818 comforted: "Don't be afraid, host, there may not be many people waiting for you in the sect. In case, I am Just in case, suddenly something is unearthed, and everyone goes to watch, so no one will care about you."

In front.

The heavy light lowered his eyes.

There is an ancient killing formation below, how about leading this group of people over?

Thinking of howling ghosts and wolves of this group of people, Zhong Guang felt extremely boring again.

He looked at Ye Xiuhan, only to see Ye Xiuhan clumsily poking himself.As if sensing his gaze, Ye Xiuhan smiled at him.

Shen Zhongguang thought, when he returns to the Zongmen surrounded by thousands of people, he wonders if he will still be able to smile.

With this thought, Shen Zhongguang bypassed the killing formation and flew towards Tianlan Sect.

a day later.

Ye Xiuhan poked at himself all night, almost paralyzed on the sword, until a ray of skylight illuminated the mountains not far away, and he slowly got up.

[Currently entered the realm of Tianlanzong, congratulations to the host for completing the task: return to Tianlanzong, reward 150 points of green tea. 】

A line of large characters appeared on the system panel, and Ye Xiuhan became nervous.

This, this is Tian Lan Sect?

Ye Xiuhan glanced cautiously, but saw that on the mountain range, there were only vast forests and no trace of people.

He breathed a sigh of relief, those disciples should all go to practice.

Ye Xiuhan closed his eyes, and immersed a ray of spiritual energy into the vegetation in the forest. In an instant, thousands of vegetation became his eyes and ears.He heard countless people talking——

"You also came to see Ye Xiuhan?"

"Yeah, all of us from the top of the mountain came here. I heard that he came back with Lu Linfeng and Shen Zhongguang. This scene..."

"The disciple of the sect next door gave me 50 Yuan Lingshi, and asked me to take a photo of Ye Xiuhan's appearance with the photo stone..."

"Don't go too far, we Yinxiu came to take a seat first to watch Ye Xiuhan, why did you Fuxiu fly to the front? If I play the suona again, no one will hear the sound."

"Why didn't the sword repair disciple come?"

"They're still waiting for the Sword Monument to open."

Ye Xiuhan: "..."

Even though he hadn't arrived at the sect yet, he had already felt the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people in advance.

818 worriedly asked nonsense: "Host, are you okay?"

Ye Xiuhan wrapped himself tightly and remained silent.

At this moment, Shen Zhongguang, who was flying ahead to lead the way, suddenly stopped, waiting for everyone to pass through the sect formation together.

Ye Xiuhan looked at the formation, and finally understood why the mountains looked deserted.

Presumably there is a blinding formation, as long as you break through the formation, you will see... the scene of a sea of ​​people.

Ye Xiuhan's breathing stopped, he stared blankly at the others standing up, and pushed his hands into the air.

at this time--

The formation in the air suddenly trembled violently.

The voice beside Ye Xiuhan's ear also changed suddenly:

"Don't worry about Ye Xiuhan, the Stele of Swordsmanship has been opened ahead of time, hurry up—"

"What about Ye Xiuhan, Master, let us go to the Sword Dao Monument to learn and practice."

Ye Xiuhan raised his head in a daze, but saw the formation swing open, and a majestic mountain appeared in front of his eyes.In the middle of the mountain, there is a huge platform that can accommodate thousands of people standing on it. There should be a sea of ​​people, but at this moment there is no one there.

Also, is there really an eventuality?

Ye Xiuhan squatted on the sword in a daze for the rest of his life.

Zhong Guang glanced at Ye Xiuhan indifferently, then withdrew his gaze.

He flipped his palm in his sleeve robe, and a ray of sword energy sank into his palm.

Just now, when he put his hand on the formation, he quietly released a wisp of sword energy, and through the power of the formation, the sword energy was transmitted to the place where the stele of swordsmanship was located.

There are a total of one hundred kendo monuments, each named after kendo, and inside are the most proud sword moves of the senior kendo's life.

Every 300 years, the Stele of Sword Dao will be opened once, and if it senses the appearance of a disciple with excellent aptitude, it will be opened in advance.

Once the sword stele is opened, all sword repair disciples can enter the challenge.If one can get the approval of one hundred steles, one can get the title of "Tianlan Sect's First Sword".

The long sword passed through the formation, and Ye Xiuhan went to Tianmu Peak where the doctor was.

As for Shen Zhongguang, Yujian flew directly towards the Stele of Swordsmanship.

When the Stele of Swordsmanship is opened, a sword array will be condensed, and the sword array is full of aura, one day of practice may be like a year, or like ten years, it all depends on personal chance.

At this moment, almost all the disciples in the sect gathered at the stele of swordsmanship, concentrating on cultivation.

Zhong Guang bypassed the Sword Dao Monument and walked towards the edge of the back mountain.

There are still dozens of dilapidated steles standing there.

These used to be Sword Dao steles, but after a long time, the afterimages left in them gradually dissipated, and I couldn't even remember my own sword moves.

They were removed and discarded in the barren back hills.

The heavy light walked over slowly.

In the first life, he dissected his spiritual bones to prove his innocence, but his spiritual bones were deceived by Lu Linfeng.

In desperation, he wanted to climb out of the back mountain, but he strayed into this forest of steles.His blood sank into the wordless stele, awakening the afterimage inside.

The afterimage in the wordless stone tablet pulled out the soul nail for him, and instructed him to pick herbs, which healed the trauma.

The rest of the steles taught him how to practice swordsmanship. There were only sporadic moves, but they all contained Dao heart.

Chong Guang's talent is excellent, and he insisted on comprehending the complete sword art from every move.He slowly wiped the stele, identifying the mottled writing on it.

Happy, hidden music, chasing stars...

He helped those afterimages in the stele to recall his way bit by bit.

Except for the wordless stone tablet.

The years in the mountains passed by quickly, and Zhong Guang found that new spiritual bones had condensed from the roots of his ears.

A black spirit bone.

He has already been enchanted.

When Zhong Guang left the sect and came back, it was already a hundred years later.

He led the demon army to attack the mountain gate. In this battle, there were countless casualties, and blood rolled down the long steps.

Zhong Guang saw the wordless stone tablet again.

The afterimage in the stele no longer remembers his way, but he still remembers to protect this place.

"You ask me what the Tao is called—"

Surrounded by hundreds of demon cultivators, the afterimage laughed wildly.

For the first time, the word "Roll" appeared on the stele.

The afterimage blew itself up, shaking the whole mountain, and the heavy eyes were silent.

Later, Zhong Guang was reborn many times.

But he never woke up the wordless stone tablet again.He knew very well that he was already trapped in the evil way and could not turn back. The way was different, so naturally he couldn't resonate with the stone tablet.

But in this life, something is different.

After the calamity of the heart demon that day, Zhong Guang noticed a slight change in his Dao heart.

Shen Zhongguang put his hand on the stone tablet, wiped off the dust on it, and was about to withdraw his hand when a powerful force sucked his spirit into it——

-

"I don't need to be cured, as long as I don't die, I can still practice swords!"

"Let me go, I still have to fight my senior!"

"My hand is not hurt, don't take my sword!"

Tianmu Peak, Mingxintang.

Ye Xiu huddled in a corner, wrapped himself in a cloak, and put on a curtain, silently sorting herbs.

That day, as soon as he returned to Tianlan Sect, he was brought here.

The real person in charge of Mingxintang is called Xie Lang, and his nickname is "Minglang Zhenren", but he loves food very much and has a plump body. People in the sect call him fat real person privately.

Xie Lang first diagnosed and treated Ye Xiuhan, saying that his spiritual bones were damaged and there was no poison in his body.On the other hand, Lu Linfeng was quite troublesome. Xie Lang and several doctors took turns to diagnose and treat him, but they couldn't detoxify him.Simply this poison is not a problem, it just makes people more hungry.

When Lu Linfeng woke up, he learned a shocking news.

The Stele of Swordsmanship was opened ahead of time, and he missed the first day of the sword formation, and missed the opportunity to cultivate thousands of miles in one day.Fortunately, the Stele of Swordsmanship has not been closed yet, so he can still challenge it.

Now Lu Linfeng couldn't sit still any longer, and he couldn't care less about detoxification. He only wanted to conquer the Sword Dao Monument and take off the title of "Tianlan Sect's First Sword".

As for Ye Xiuhan, he lost all his memory, so Xie Lang temporarily kept him in Mingxintang.

Xie Lang noticed that Ye Xiuhan was particularly interested in medicine, so he tried to teach him to identify herbs. After teaching him, he found that Ye Xiuhan had a vivid memory for all herbs, and his aptitude was extremely terrifying.

Xie Lang wanted Ye Xiuhan to join the medical cultivator's lineage, but seeing the sword cultivators shouting non-stop outside, he shook his head and said, "Look at those sword cultivators, I'm afraid they've practiced crazy."

Ye Xiuhan was stunned for a moment, but he thought these sword cultivators were quite good.

Neither surround him nor stare at him.

818 is about to cry.

After the host entered the sect, the second green tea task was completed, and a new task was released.

This task first requires the host to choose the strategy direction:

1. Sword cultivator disciple 2. Talisman cultivator disciple 3. Yinxiu disciple...

The host chose Jianxiu without hesitation.

Ye Xiuhan didn't know what a strategy was, he just wanted to be friends with Shen Zhongguang, and Shen Zhongguang happened to be a swordsman.

Thinking about it this way, he was looking forward to the green tea mission this time, but this mission has not been released for a long time.

818 looked at the sword cultivators outside and sighed again.

To them, the host is not as attractive as a wooden sword or a sword formula.

Maybe wait for the Sick Beauty aura to trigger again?

818 was still thinking about the correct way to attack sword repair, and a new task was released on the system panel.

【Mission 100: Randomly select a lucky sword repairman and ask him to teach you how to practice swordsmanship. If the mission is successful, you will get [-] green tea points.Time limit: ten days. 】

818: "..." help.JPG;

Now that the Sword Dao Monument is open, these sword masters don't even want to sleep, and they don't even want to heal their injuries. Who would want to teach the master how to practice swordsmanship?Even Lu Linfeng only wanted to challenge a hundred kendo steles and win the title of "Tianlan Sect's First Sword" as soon as possible.

Ye Xiuhan was completely unaware of 818's collapse, and he asked expectantly, "Am... am I going to find Chong Guang now?"