The robe on Yan Chixia's body was obviously more torn than when Chen Fusheng saw it in Lanruo Temple that day.

But the momentum on his body has become more high and powerful.

At this time, he did not suppress his mana, and a red glow suddenly rose behind him, tumbling and rolling, like a big wave, and there was a sword light of the same color floating and sinking in the red glow, appearing and disappearing, and every time it loomed once, the sword qi on his body would be even more powerful.

A middle-aged scholar with two sideburns sat opposite him, slowly putting down the paper in his hand, revealing a face that had seen through the world.

"Chixia, how about you take a look at this article I copied?"

Yan Chixia laughed and took it easily, it was the first sight, and she praised it.

"Good sword intent!"

The middle-aged scholar's expression stretched, nodded, and said eloquently: "This article was written by a Jiannan scholar named Chen Fusheng when I participated in this year's examination, and I was almost hit by the Huiyuan of Jinke. ”

"Chen Fusheng?"

Hearing this, Yan Chixia couldn't help but show a little surprise, and then suddenly said: "It turned out to be him, no wonder I think this sword intent is a little familiar." ”

"What's the matter, you've seen him?"

The middle-aged scholar was really a little surprised this time, in his opinion, no matter how Yan Chixia and Chen Fusheng looked, they had nothing to do with each other.

"Yes, I went out this time and had a fight with a dryad, and he helped me by the side, otherwise I might have died there. ”

Yan Chixia sighed, briefly introduced what happened in Lanruo Temple, and then carefully studied the article, and sighed.

"At that time, I saw that although his martial arts were good, he did not cross that innate barrier, but judging from the sword intent that you copied, Master, in just half a year, he had already broken through to the realm of sensing heaven and earth, and this talent was probably even higher than me. ”

Master! This weak scholar, who doesn't seem to be much older than Yan Chixia, is actually the master of this living Zhong Kui.

"Not necessarily. The middle-aged scholar shook his head and slowly put away the article, "In my opinion, he was in the examination room of the Gongyuan Academy, and he felt that he had achieved success in one fell swoop with the help of the right time and place. ”

"That's also remarkable," Yan Chixia also shook her head, suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously, "Master, do you have the idea of accepting apprentices again, since he has met our master and apprentice one after another, it seems that his fate is also related to my Nine Heavens Sword Sect." If you really have to lead him to the cultivation path, it can be regarded as the best of both worlds. ”

"How can it be that simple?"

When the middle-aged scholar said this, he sighed and explained: "My Nine Heavens Sword Sect has a long heritage, and I am not a weak person among the thirteen families of the Righteous School. Your Yan family is the bloodline of one of my uncles, I still investigated for three years before I officially accepted you as an apprentice, and now there will be great changes in Daqi, otherwise I wouldn't have called you after you have become a great condensation, where is there still time to think about these. Anyway, after the big change, all the sects will show up one after another to officially accept disciples, and it will not be too late then. ”

Yan Chixia was silent for a while, and finally asked: "Master, the cultivators of my generation are only for immortality, why do you still want to participate in these mortal worlds, not only are all the major sects paying attention to the movements of the mundane, Master, you are even personally entering the court as an official, wouldn't this delay your cultivation and even damage the Dao heart?"

"Hehe, it's really hard for you to be able to hold it until today with your temperament, I shouldn't have told you these things in person, but now that you have opened your mouth, it shows that you have some ideas, and I am not afraid to explain one or two things to you. ”

The middle-aged scholar took a sip of tea, brewed it in his chest for a while, and said slowly.

"Ordinary people call us cultivators people outside the world, thinking that the supreme forgetfulness we preach is to break off love and desire, and the heart is like wood and stone, which is just the prejudice of the ignorant.

"What is the heart of the Dao, the heart of seeking the Tao is by no means so simple, but to polish our heart to perfection, among the red dust, the six desires are charming, but it is also the best occasion to temper the heart, otherwise I would not leave the blessed land of the immortal family to come to this Daqi to be a small official, in order not to leave a flaw in my Dao heart?"

"Then why do the various sects pay so much attention to the mortal world, their own descendants have already had a big push, and talented people abound, why do they come to the mortal world to accept disciples from near and far?"

Yan Chixia, who was fascinated, asked.

This is a very grand proposition, and if you want to explain it clearly, you can't finish it in a few words. ”

The middle-aged scholar frowned, tapped his fingers on the table, and continued.

"Although cultivators and mortals forget each other and do not lead to the future, after all, they are in the same realm and are inextricably linked with each other. Thousands of mortals are the foundation of cultivators, and if it is just a small mess, cultivators will naturally bother to deal with it, but once the number of people involved reaches a certain point, someone will intervene.

Second, although there is no shortage of talented descendants of those cultivators, they have been in contact with cultivators since childhood, and their cognition is also biased, so they naturally do not understand what a rare opportunity to be able to contact cultivation, and their mental nature is even more unbearable.

The last item can actually be said to be a synthesis of the first two, involving the ethereal luck theory, as the so-called 'heroes in troubled times', after the great change, there will be a group of geniuses, whether it is talent, chance or heart will be better than those cultivators themselves, all of them can be called the seeds of cultivation, and naturally there will be countless sects to come to collect disciples. However, this time, since I asked the Heavenly Sword to happen to be cultivating in this Great Qi, it was natural for me to let the Nine Heavenly Sword Sect choose first. ”

"Master broke through the Golden Pill in one fell swoop this time, if we bring another batch of geniuses back to the sect, the next one of our Nine Heavens Sword Sect may fall on Master. ”

Yan Chixia grinned at the middle-aged scholar and said, after so many years of apprenticeship, this time he finally understood the reason, and suddenly felt a clear mind.

"Boss?"

"Hehe, I am naturally known as the Heavenly Sword, and I am naturally dedicated to the Dao, just seeking an immortality, a position in charge, just a joke, what is it?"

Speaking of this, the words of the middle-aged scribe, who had always been as gentle as jade and spoke unhurriedly, suddenly sharpened, and a high-spirited sword intent vowed to pierce the heavenly dome was raised on his body.

Compared with Yan Chixia, it is just a chicken to a goshawk.