Liu Yiwen hesitated in his heart, now that he was in the middle stage of condensation, according to the rules of the sect, he should have started to try to accept disciples and preach in Yuquan Peak, or take an errand for the steward in the main peak hall.

In addition, as Xu Jiyou said, you can participate in the selection of personal disciples, and if you are selected, you must focus on cultivation and pursue a higher realm.

I really can't make up my mind about how to choose.

He has some interest in refining, maybe he can take a break in the Sword Casting Pavilion, and when he has nothing to do, he can ask Master Hao for some advanced refining methods. If you want to accept disciples and preach by yourself, you feel that your comprehension of the Tao is still lacking, and you can't adapt to the identity of the teacher for the time being.

How to choose between the three paths, Liu Yiwen still hadn't thought about it thoroughly, and only then did Xu Jiyou mention the matter of his own disciples, which touched his nerves, so he began to analyze the pros and cons of the three, trying to pick out the most suitable one.

However, he thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't come to a result. So, he simply stopped thinking about it, and with a thought, he planned to go to Qi Realm first and give Huanglongdan to Du Feng.

The return journey was quite peaceful, and everyone was in a hurry to exchange various cultivation experiences, but they were also at ease.

Four days later, the sect was in sight.

After Liu Yiwen and Wan Qingsong and others said goodbye, they headed northwest.

Several people looked at Liu Yiwen's back and had their own feelings in their hearts, Wan Qingsong sorted out his emotions a little, and said, "Everyone, although the task was not completed this time, it was beyond expectations because of the matter. Wan Mou would like to thank several junior brothers and sisters for their great help! I will go to the Internal Affairs Pavilion to hand over to the senior brother in charge in a while. A few of you are tired from the journey, so let's go back to the cave to rest!"

Xu Jiyou smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Wan!"

Min Zhu and Li Mingzhu also politely replied, but Dong Qianrui was still looking at Liu Yiwen's figure in a daze.

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Imperial Sword Villa, on the shore of Yingyue Lake.

The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the lake is sparkling.

A girl in a blue dress was pacing by the lake, there seemed to be no sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes, and she stopped to meditate from time to time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The clouds were thick in the air, there was an occasional breeze, and the sky was not too good, as if there was rain coming.

Suddenly, a flash of light burst into the lake, landing beside a large rock on the shore of the lake, revealing the figure of a middle-aged woman. She looked at the girl's back tenderly and sighed softly.

The girl seemed to realize something, and turned to look. She raised her brows slightly, changed her smile, and hurriedly approached, "Master, why do you have time to come here?"

The woman smiled and said, "Su Lan! ”

Yuan Sulan was slightly stunned and said, "If the master has something, just tell me!"

Yu Siyan glanced her up and down a few times, and said slowly: "Actually, it's not a secret, it's a selection of personal disciples a year later." Yu Siyan looked at his beloved disciple, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

A few months ago, Yuan Sulan left Yu Siyan's residence and returned to the cave mansion on the shore of Yingyue Lake. After a few years of recovery, she was no longer in serious trouble except for her memory, so she returned to her cave.

Surprisingly, although she had lost her memory, she was even better than before in her cultivation. I don't know if it was the lack of fetters that made her aspire to the fairy path, or if God opened another door for her after losing her memory, a month ago, Yuan Sulan broke through the mid-term bottleneck without warning.

When the news came, Yu Siyan was naturally relieved. Thinking that there would be a selection of personal disciples soon, she thought about it and felt that there was a lot to be done, so she set out to discuss with Yuan Sulan.

Yuan Sulan suddenly heard this, and was a little at a loss, and said, "Disciple?"

Yu Siyan patiently explained, and then said: "The personal disciple is the object of the sect's hard work, only the disciples of the Condensation Realm under the age of fifty are qualified to participate in the competition, and the supply of resources is unimaginable. Whether or not they can be selected in the end depends on the wishes of the uncles and uncles of Jindan. ”

Yuan Sulan said with some unconfidence: "The disciple has just cultivated in the middle realm, how dare he compete with other fellow sects?"

Yu Siyan paused slightly, pretending to be unhappy and said, "What's the matter? Do you think that our Hidden Sword Peak's sword skills are not as good as other peaks?"

Yuan Sulan hurriedly bowed and said in fear: "The disciple doesn't dare!"

Yu Siyan leaned over to help her up, and sighed, "Su Lan! The disciples are passed on once every ten years, and there are only twelve places in each session, and many disciples in the sect take this as the goal they pursue. ”

Then she took a few steps forward, looked up at the sky, and seemed to be muttering to herself: "Those who can break through the condensate realm and cultivate into a golden pill are mostly from their own disciples. Although he has been in the late stage realm for a long time, he does not dare to ask for extravagance in the Jindan realm. Then her expression became gentle, and hope seemed to ignite in her eyes, "You are different, although you were plagued by the wolf demon, you didn't expect that you were better than before in cultivation, and you are still ahead of Ji You, which is really an unexpected joy." In my opinion, in the future, you will definitely surpass you as a teacher and go to the step of Jindan. ”

Yuan Sulan hurriedly said: "Master is too modest! You are only a thin line away from the Jindan Realm, but the opportunity has not yet arrived!"

Yu Siyan's eyes showed a lonely look, and he shook his head and said: "As a teacher, there is still self-knowledge, and it is not enough to break through by chance, and those who can achieve Jindan are all qualified people." ”

Yuan Sulan was speechless for a while, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and after a while, Yu Siyan said: "Su Lan, although you have lost your memory, you have cut off your love, which can be described as a blessing and a curse, maybe you can use this to build a road." This is a good opportunity to pass on the disciples, and I hope you will think about it carefully. ”

Yuan Sulan bit her teeth lightly, and hurriedly said solemnly: "Since the master is wrong to love, the apprentice should try his best!" She knew that the master had high expectations for herself, and coupled with the teacher's kindness, she agreed without thinking.

Yu Siyan said: "Good! ”

After a few more words, she turned into a ray of light and left, leaving only Yuan Sulan staring at the empty sky in a daze.

Unconsciously, it was drizzling, and Yuan Sulan did not summon the shield, letting the rain powder fall on her face, with a kind of cold coldness.

For some reason, just when the master said "cutting off love" just now, his eyes suddenly became sharp. Although it was only for a moment, she still caught it. That sharp look was like a sharp sword stabbing her heart, there was an inexplicable tingling, a vague white back appeared in her mind, she wanted to try to see clearly, but she couldn't.

I had no choice but to watch the back disappear into a bubble, as if it had become this drizzle.

Yuan Sulan was like a suffocator who had just regained her breathing, and gasped a few times.