In the evening, Ye Xunxuan called Li Changan to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, he could smell a light fragrance of tea and wood mixture, and he couldn't help but smell a few more times, and his body felt relaxed for a while.

"This is tea sandalwood, which has the effect of calming the nerves and helping you sleep."

After looking around the room, I noticed that there was an incense burner on the table, and a few wisps of blue-green smoke were emitting.

Ye Xunxuan motioned for him to do it, and then tapped on his back, he only felt a pain in his back, and then Ye Xunxuan sat opposite him.

The room was simply furnished, only a lot of ancient books were hung on the wall, and when he glanced over, he found that few of them had heard of it, Li Changan was a little ashamed and hurriedly lowered his head, afraid that the elders would ask him if he had seen one or two.

"Do you know why I chose you to be my closed disciple?"

Li Changan shook his head, what he wanted to say was: "Challenge your bottom line?" But he didn't dare to say it for a long time, and in front of this great elder, he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"I know everyone can't figure it out, but there's no way around it......"

There are words in Ye Xunxuan's words, and this fool understands it, but what is the way to do it? Could it be that someone threatened this elder who had stepped into the Holy Realm? That's definitely impossible, it's not going to be a loss for my father's face.

Only this one possibility of thinking has been ruled out, after all, he hasn't seen his father for more than ten years.

For his memory, Li Changan has long been blurred, only remembering that he is a little thin, wearing a dark green robe all the year round, and carrying a giant sword almost one person high behind him.

He once said, "There is only one sword that can calm the world." ”

Time has passed, things are people, and how much care has long been forgotten, but this bold sentence was remembered by Li Changan and buried deep in his heart.

"Do you know why you can't cultivate the sword vein?"

The young man didn't know, he only knew that every time he cultivated, he would feel that the qi in his body would be blocked, and he could only bump around in his abdomen, and he had no chance to open up the sword vein.

Later, several elders helped him think of countless methods, and he had eaten all kinds of so-called elixirs, but it was useless, and after many times, the young man knew that he could not cultivate.

Seeing that Li Changan didn't speak, Ye Xunxuan smiled softly and said, "That's because your father sealed your sword vein, so you can't cultivate." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Changan instantly felt like he was on pins and needles, his eyes turned red, and he asked, "Why?" ”

"To save you."

Ye Xunxuan's simple four words shocked Li Changan even more, although he couldn't cultivate, he was an extremely smart person.

If he doesn't understand that his father sealed his sword vein, but as soon as the two things are combined, he will understand that his father must have encountered some crisis that even he can't solve, and this crisis will spread to his own body and cause death to himself, and his father will seal his sword vein in order to protect himself.

But my father is a dignified generation of sword saints, who will he be afraid of?

But in the end, all this is just his own speculation, and the person who knows the truth of all this seems to be the Great Elder at the moment.

"I won't teach you anything in the next few days, you have to take care of your body, and there will be a battle in three days to see if you can survive it."

Let's not talk about what this contest is, Guangye Xunxuan made people very angry when he said half of his words, but it was not easy to attack, so he gave up on the incident just now, and asked instead: "What is this contest?" ”

Even if Ye Xunxuan didn't say it, he understood that he was a waste with no merits and was accepted as a closed disciple by the Great Elder, and no one would obey him, so there would be this contest three days later, if he won, he would have nothing to do, but if he lost, he would not have the face to be the closed disciple of the Great Elder, but this contest was not a joke?

I haven't even cultivated the sword vein, how can I be someone else's opponent, this is not a joke to see myself?

But after thinking about it, since the Great Elder agreed, he would definitely not lose too completely, after all, he would not be idle enough to accept himself as an apprentice, and then find a way to lose his own people and lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

It's just that this contest, what kind of form it is, makes Li Changan a little nervous, but at the same time a little excited.

In the past three days, Li Changan has been doing his own miscellaneous work as always, but the eyes of others have become more strange, talking behind his back whether he was swept away by the elders because he was too wasteful?

It's just that Li Changan doesn't care, he listens a lot.

The only change is that when he walks into them, they have more respect on the surface, which makes him deeply appreciate the feeling of "dog fighting human power".

Time flies, and three days have arrived in a blink of an eye.