"You're not going to kill me. Chen Anzhi chuckled and tied up his two fingers, "If you are afraid that I will be unfavorable to the Far Mountain Sect, you will not take me up the mountain, this is one of them." ”

"Second. Chen Anzhi said slowly, "The foundation of my avenue is shattered, and I am just a wasted person." ”

Xue Changyi looked at this calm young man, his tense expression gradually eased, "Waste people are the most harmless, but they are also the most terrifying. ”

Chen Anzhi smiled and did not answer.

Xue Changyi put away his sword and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

Chen Anzhi smiled bitterly: "I want to know more than you, just wake up and that's it." ”

Xue Changyi hesitated, but he still didn't intend to suspect it, this young man is much stronger than the young people he has seen in terms of understanding and heart, which is very good, but it is not the best for Chen Anzhi, so he said: "There is an old saying, lure wolves into the house, raise tigers for trouble, I don't want you to be a tiger wolf." ”

Chen Anzhi smiled brightly, with an indescribable spirit, "Although I am not a decent gentleman, I will never disdain to do dirty things. ”

"And if you're worried, why don't you drive me down now?"

"I like to bet, your mind is the most indifferent of all the people I have ever seen, and the opinions you said are also the most perverse things I have ever heard, but that's it, I see infinite possibilities in you, so I want to watch a possibility happen, I have been practicing for nearly five hundred years, and in the eyes of others I am a high semi-saint, that is heaven, but so what? I never believed that in the vast world of Sanzhou and Five Lands, the saint is the sky, but I have never seen the heaven, except for you, I see the possibility of heaven and heaven in you. ”

Xue Changyi sat back on the wooden chair, poured himself a cup of tea, looked at Chen Anzhi and said, "I know you don't want to be noticeable, you are very bland, this is naturally a good thing, and you have done it, but." ”

Xue Changyi's words changed, and he said: "You are too indifferent, there is something special in this Far Mountain Sect, there is only one handyman on the nineteenth floor, and that is you, in this way, is it more attention-grabbing?"

Chen Anzhi thought about it seriously, "There are some. ”

This seemed to be in the middle of the heart, Xue Changyi had a smile on his face, and said with emotion: "I can accept you as a disciple, of course, it is just a superficial identity." With that, he picked up the teacup and blew it gently, took a sip of tea, and waited quietly for an answer.

"What conditions?" Chen Anzhi had a headache, he naturally didn't believe that Xue Changyi would be so kind.

The tea stalk stood in the cup, and because of the slight vibration of the bottom of the cup falling on the table, Xue Changyi said slowly: "Just promise me one thing, no matter when, don't make a move on the nineteenth floor and the disciples under the door." ”

In the Yuanshan Sect, the number of people is close to three thousand, most of them are outer disciples, and all of them who can enter the pavilion and become a disciple under the throne are geniuses with excellent qualifications, but today, the nineteenth floor broke this rule.

Xue Changyi pushed open the door, and there were four people in the courtyard pretending to be busy, but their eyes glanced at the door from time to time, and when they saw the master coming out, they hurriedly lowered their heads.

Xue Changyi's face was full of helplessness, and he wanted to say something not too harsh, and talk and laugh with his disciples, but this man with a strict nature couldn't say it, as if he was stuck under his tongue by a stone, and he couldn't slow down.

"In the future, Chen Anzhi will be your little junior brother. Xue Changyi looked around, dropped a word with a straight face, and then turned back to the house, secretly depressed.

The figure of the middle-aged man had just disappeared behind the door, Luo Yuetong dropped the broom, ran to Chen Anzhi's side with excitement on his face, raised his head and asked, "What's the situation?"

Chen Anzhi shrugged, "I don't know, it's probably luck." ”

He Sanxi looked at Chen Anzhi with a serious face, looked around, and muttered: "You are not like the master at all, you should not be the illegitimate son of his old man." ”

"Oops~" As soon as the words fell, He Sanxi's head seemed to have been slapped in the air, and then a majestic male voice came from the house, "He Sanxi, talking nonsense, punish you for going to the back mountain to cut off the water for a day." ”

He Sanxi's face was full of frustration, and Ye Jianxi didn't forget to quip: "How about it?" I just said I won't let you talk nonsense, let's take a walk, and my senior sister will take you to the back mountain herself." ”

At this moment, Du Yizhuang raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile and said, "Then I'll go too, junior sister, you can lead the junior brother to visit our nineteenth floor again." ”

As he spoke, he deliberately accentuated the words 'go shopping again'.

Yesterday, Luo Yuetong had already led Chen Anzhi around to get acquainted, and now that the second senior brother deliberately said this, it naturally had some other meanings, which made Luo Yuetong blush.

Chen Anzhi didn't care at all, as the red-faced girl walked out of the courtyard, she saw a hazy mist floating in the mountains on the top of the mountain in the distance, and her heart was open for no reason.

The two of them walked side by side like this, and on the way around the mountain, they saw disciples waving swords from time to time, but most of them were simple moves, without attaching aura, and occasionally individual disciples swung sword moves with aura, which were also wide open and closed, bright and fair, without a trace of obscurity.

Walking all the way, enjoying the scenery all the way, Chen Anzhi doesn't remember how many years he hasn't enjoyed the mountains and rivers, he only remembers that three thousand years ago, there was a Confucian sage surnamed Lu who always joked about himself, didn't know the beauty of the mountains and rivers, only knew how to practice swords, and obviously he was a dull guy who only knew poetry and books.

"Little junior brother. Luo Yuetong suddenly shouted.

Chen Anzhi looked at the girl and said "um" uncertainly.

Luo Yuetong blinked her eyes and smiled, "Little junior brother." ”

Chen Anzhi tilted his head and said, "Senior Sister Luo." ”

"Hahahaha. Luo Yuetong laughed happily, "It's so awkward, obviously you are older than me~"

Chen Anzhi shrugged helplessly, "I think too." ”

The girl's laughter was like a bell in the wind, crisp and pleasant, lingering with the clouds and mist in the clear water in the mountains.

"But I still want to call you junior brother. Luo Yuetong easily stopped laughing and pretended to be serious.

Chen Anzhi smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, Senior Sister Luo." ”

Cultivation has always been a boring and tasteless process, Chen Anzhi thinks so, but Luo Yuetong is not, the girl who has just gone through the seventeenth year wheel not only does not feel difficult, but is full of passion.

Yes, the road pays attention to talent, but the tenacity and perseverance are the most important things that determine future achievements.

Luo Yuetong thought that her talent was not good, and she was not as good as the other disciples on the eighteenth floor, and she could not be compared with Mu Ruyi, so she was more diligent and harder.

After leading Chen Anzhi to a quiet meadow, Luo Yuetong began to cultivate according to the sect's tuna method.

Although it was winter, the noon sun was still a little dazzling, Chen Anzhi found a shady place under the tree, leisurely looked at the hard-working girl, and from time to time pinched a tender grass and threw it into his mouth and chewed gently.

Luo Yuetong's body gradually stabilized, her mind was quiet, and between one breath and one breath, it changed from slow to long, like a stream on the flat land of a mountain stream, flowing gently.

There was a fog steaming around her, which was the aura between heaven and earth, which was incorporated into her body between her breath, and the spiritual sea of monks in the three states and five places was large and small, and the spiritual sea of monks who had just set foot in the state of mind of the dust was almost dried up, and only by exhaling the spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly accumulated seawater.

To reach the realm of transformation, you need to pull the spiritual sea to nourish the body, and if you hold the spiritual sea and open your arms, your arms will be strong.

Through the feet, there is wind under the feet, and the wind goes up.

The next thing is to lead the spiritual sea to the neck, and the eyes are clear and the ears are deaf.

The last one of the realm is the happy door, and the happy door gathers the six spirits, and from then on, the six spirits become seven spirits, all of which are one.

Therefore, the realm of transformation is divided into seven small realms.

After about half a pillar of incense, Luo Yuetong slowly stood up, and the long sword behind her back came out of its sheath on its own, floating in the clouds and mist around her, like a silverfish.

The slender hand is raised, and the long sword flies with the movement of the hand, which is the release of the aura referred to by the Transformation Realm, and the flying sword is injected with its own spiritual energy, and the enemy can be killed without holding the long sword.

Chen Anzhi still looked bored, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, he didn't go to cultivate, because his spiritual sea was tattered and tattered, and he couldn't hold too much spiritual energy, and all the cultivation was useless for him. And the reason why the aura on the nineteenth floor can repair his own spiritual sea is mostly because the aura contained in the nineteenth floor is the aura of He Xiao, in the final analysis, he Chen Anzhi is not a person who belongs to the righteous world.

Chen Anzhi sighed leisurely, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were bundled, and a slender and delicate pure white sword appeared on his fingertips, and he threw it away, the pure white sword was like a streamer, dragging a very slight and extremely sharp sword qi.

"Miss Luo, do you really want to defeat Mu Ruyi so much?" Chen Anzhi stood up, Luo Yuetong just exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the guy with a smile on his face seriously, and nodded.

Chen Anzhi's clear eyes narrowed, he rubbed his eyebrows, untied the narrow knife on his waist, and put it in front of him without being unsheathed, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Miss Luo, I'll accompany you to practice swords." ”

Luo Yuetong looked at each other curiously, Chen Anzhi did not have the slightest fluctuation of aura, but she didn't know how, but she seemed to see a sky-high sword qi rising from the ground.

The wind blew gently, pulling at the corners of the clothes and the ends of the hair.

The hill not far away, I don't know when there was a fingertip-sized transparent hole, and there was a deep sword intent remaining.

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