After wearing a book, I fell in love with an old man in the fairy world

Being named in public, Lian Mourn had to bite the bullet and go on stage to accept the baptism of the people's sight.

Public revenge!This guy Yan Mumu is definitely avenging his personal revenge, and he is blatantly wearing small shoes for him!With Yan Mutou's temper of "no one in the world come close to me", when did someone call someone's name in a public place, there is no doubt that he is wearing small shoes!

Lian Mou felt angry and contemptuous in his heart, and regretted that he didn't hold back his emotions. His mother told him to be a low-key man since he was a child, how could he forget it.

Now let him come to the stage to talk about his perception of sword moves, he can tell a lot, no matter how rich his experience in survival and combat is, it is only for people of the same age and level, how can his little cleverness compare with the predecessors in the Nascent Soul stage? Embarrassing appearance...

Over there, Yan Xiu still had a dead face that was expressionless and cold as an iceberg. He couldn't tell what he was thinking, but his eyes were fixed on him, which meant that he was very concerned about him.

Helpless, Lian Mourn could only dawdle on the stage while asking for help from the devil in his head.

"Senior, help the world! GOGOGO, use your top-notch professional knowledge to abuse the handsome wood on the other side!"

The word '狗狗狗' made the people in his mind want to kick him, can you say something human!

Feng Yan, who was called a dog a few times, was extremely upset, "It's okay to ask this deity for help, what's the benefit of this deity?"

The devil who has been subtly and crookedly took the opportunity to rob, and seized the opportunity to feel proud.

"Senior, you have learned badly... We are all dependent on each other for life and death, and you still take the opportunity to rob, you are not a real old man."

Lian Mourn was cheeky and despised.

The soul of the [-]-year-old man in his head fluctuated violently. He took several deep breaths before holding back his temper.

"Today, the deity is urgent to save you, but you have to agree to one condition."

"Yeah, senior, please tell me." The voice was refreshing.

"I don't care what you want to do on weekdays, but in the future, you are not allowed to get too close to other men casually."

The scope of the word closeness is too broad, it is difficult to define, and there is this requirement... It's strange, the devil's control is so wide, and recently it has become more talkative.

Lian Mourning sighed in his heart, but the situation was urgent, so he agreed without hesitation.

"no problem."

Feng Yan was very worried about agreeing so readily, but he had nothing to do with the Yaonan at the moment, he could only hum a sentence, admit to working hard as a military advisor, and analyze to him the deficiencies of the sword moves Yan Xiu used just now.

Although swordsmanship is not what Feng Yan is best at, but the way of cultivation is different ways to the same goal. Whether it is from the immortal sect, the demon way, or the people from the evil sect, all they want to do is to become stronger and ascend to the upper realm, in pursuit of the avenue of longevity.

What's more, in fighting and fighting, people of the three ways of righteousness, evil and evil are especially good at fighting.

Although Yan Xiu is the male lead and has reached the Nascent Soul stage at this time, but in the early stages of the plot, he is still inferior to Feng Yanyao Shisan and Ji Changfeng, who have already reached the fusion stage.

This is the typical growth law of a male protagonist. If the protagonist is too strong in the early stage, how can he show a strong counterattack in the later stage?

I won't say much about these nonsense. In short, now, as the male lead, Yan Xiu is indeed like what Feng Yan said, there is still a long way to go on the way of cultivation, and there are still many shortcomings in the seemingly perfect swordsmanship.

After analyzing them one by one, Lian Mourn had to lament that it is different in any study with expert guidance.

After dawdling on the stage, Lian Mour finished calling for help in his mind.

When he looked at Yan Mumu who was wearing small shoes for him on the opposite side, his little eyes were as flamboyant as possible.

However, "showing off" is only in his own eyes. With the face of the original owner, in the eyes of the surrounding people, it really has the potential to wink...

The male compatriots at the scene were greedy and feasted their eyes, while the female compatriots were so crazy that they gave this guy who blatantly seduced their male gods a slap in the face.

So before he knew it, Lian Mour became the public enemy of beauty again with great sadness, and he was doomed to be unable to fulfill his grand wish of picking up girls in this life.

I don't know about these mournings for the time being, but he is currently thinking about being majestic.

After contemplating Feng Yan's advice, he opened his mouth, raised his chin confidently and cunningly, and said provocatively,

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yan, for your teaching today. I don't dare to say what I have learned, but I think there is a huge gap in the sword moves that Senior Brother Yan performed just now."

In fact, these words are not really provocative when viewed normally, and they communicate with each other very normally, but the problem is that the current situation is not normal.

He is a senior in the Nascent Soul Stage, and you are a little girl in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and you are several levels behind. This is like a beggar who is so poor that he doesn’t even have ten yuan to a rich man with a net worth of tens of millions. This is not considered rich, there is a reason for pretending to be a high-ranking person.

All the disciples at the scene despised him.

Yan Xiu was not angry at all, because ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell even if the place was angry.

"You said."

The tone is cold and indifferent, neither annoying nor coquettish.

Lian Mour took the initiative to ask for advice with an open mind, looked directly at the wooden eyes in front of him with sly and unruly eyes, seized the rare opportunity to pretend to be awesome, showed the domineering air he dreamed of, and talked freely.

"Senior Brother Yan, your rehearsal just now was really excellent. You have mastered the essence of swordsmanship with speed, but the fatal thing is that it is too rigid. Although speed is the essence of swordsmanship, flexibility is its true soul. Rigid adherence to the old rules will invisibly simplify the complexity and increase the difficulty of progress.”

"..."

Yan Xiu frowned, as if thinking.

Lian Mourning continued, "For example, when the senior brother turned around and danced the sword flower just now, I think it can be changed. The purpose of the battle is just to defeat the enemy and die. If this is the case, as long as the goal is achieved, there is no need to waste extra fancy delays. .”

"I know that after listening to this, senior brother will feel that my thoughts are cruel and merciless, and that I will kill people if I strike, but if I am too strict and indecisive, I will be fine on weekdays, but when it comes to the real moment of life and death, I will be in bad luck."

"Our monks only have one life. Except for soldiers, you can re-enter reincarnation. If you die accidentally, your soul will disappear. Therefore, I think that the process of everything is not important, and the result is the key to the decision. Whether it is cultivation or life, rigidity is harmful Useless... Brother Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Xiu was silent and confused, pursing his lips.

These are contradictory to the worldview that Shimen taught him since he was a child. Honesty and integrity are the principles that people in the immortal sect abide by. If you change the rules, you can change them.

In fact, to a certain extent, people like Yan Xiu actually have obsessive-compulsive disorder that is so severe that it is almost pathological. Once something goes beyond their plan, they will feel uncomfortable.

And it’s okay not to break this belief, once it breaks, it will be the extreme of angels and devils. Later in the original book, Yan Xiu became obsessed because of the heroine. Only.

Lian Mourn feels that it is pitiful that there is only one person in this kind of world, they don't know how colorful the world is.

"Can you practice it?"

After a long time, Yan Xiu finally spoke, as a sword idiot, nothing can stop him from pursuing the progress of the sword.

Lian Mourn was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help showing a smile, finally found this guy's weakness.

"Live up to my brother's life."

After the words fell, Lian Miao casually used his spiritual power to suck a branch from a distance.

I closed my eyes and conceived in my head for a few moments, then raised my eyes, my whole temperament changed suddenly, I got rid of the world's distracting thoughts, and re-danced Yan Xiu's sword skills just now according to my own comprehension.

There is no extra sword flower in the slightest, every move, every style, is a chilling and fierce attack that hits the target directly.

The slashing and thrusting movements are smooth and smooth, transparent and yet wanton and casual. It seems to be full of flaws, but in fact every movement can be flexibly changed between attack and defense.

After such a skill is really used with aura, one can imagine the amazing power of the sword piercing the sky.

The other new disciples couldn't see through it, but Yan Xiu noticed it's superb at a glance, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

Seeing it in his mind, Feng Yan couldn't help but appreciate Yao Nan's other advantages in his heart. He was quite talented in this area.

"Senior brother Yan, the younger brother has made a fool of himself."

Lian Mou retracted his sword, turned his head and grinned, seemingly humble but actually arrogant, his self-confidence and pride belonged to him and he was never humble.

Feng Yan's help in pointing out, but his own arrogance in comprehension.

Yan Xiu looked at the young man in front of him who was shining in the scorching sun, and couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment.

Some things, some people, will fall into the apex of the heart at a glance, until the obsession becomes obsessed, you will know that you will never know it, and you will know that you will have no regrets or complaints when you enter the abyss.

"Junior brother Yue is too modest, you are very talented in understanding swordsmanship, in the future please come to Biyun Peak frequently to study, practice, and sweep the couch to welcome you."

The man in fluttering white clothes clasped his hands, although his tone was still flat, but he did not conceal his appreciation and invitation in his words, since Chen already meant to treat each other as equals.

Yan Xiu has such a grotesque character, no matter who you were before or what you did, as long as he catches his eye, he will forget all your previous stains.

Saying that this guy is righteous, in fact, this guy is the most evil among all the male protagonists in the original book.

"It's fine to sweep the couch, I love to eat, senior brother prepare more delicious food, I will go there every day."

Lian Mourning nodded his head from the good side, with a bright smile, and he was not pretentious.

All the new disciples couldn't help but spit a thick-skinned one when they heard the words, Senior Brother Yan must have said something politely, and even pushed his nose up and climbed along the pole, so he wasn't afraid of being hated by the senior brother...

But soon the new disciples who secretly complained were slapped in the face.

Seeing that Yan Xiu was stunned for a moment, then his brows were tightly frowned, and after thinking a little bit, he said,

"Everyone in Biyun Peak has already fasted, and there is no food, what do you want to eat?"

The subtext is to go back and prepare.

Mu Mu, who never cared about other people's attitudes, had a serious expression, as if he was dealing with an extremely important matter, and he didn't even know how he said something that could shock the jaws of the onlookers.

"..."

Lian Mourning almost couldn't hold back the spout again, he just said casually, he really didn't expect Yan Xiu to reply, and he still answered like this.

Turning his head to look around with envy and hatred, especially the knife-like eyes of the beautiful disciples, if he didn't know Yan Xiu's character, he would have suspected that this guy deliberately set him up for public criticism!

Sometimes too low emotional intelligence is also a powerful lethal force.

"You can do whatever you want. After listening to the lecture today, I still have things to do, so I won't delay my brother's time. I'll go back first."

Facing the fiery eyes of the beauties around him, Lian Mou wished he could find a crack in the ground, sweat dripping and nodded indiscriminately, hurrying away.

Grandma's Xiong, with Yan Mumu's EQ, if he stays any longer, he might not be able to do something more frightening.

Even at this moment, he has enough premonition that he will undoubtedly be the protagonist of the sect's gossip tomorrow!