Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

"I can't tell with my way of thinking, the secrets of heaven are all in chaos." Daoist Qingwei shook his head, gently pinching the goatee on his chin, helpless.

"Master, it has something to do with the thing in the Demon Locking Tower!" Another thin elder asked.

"Junior Brother Canggu, there is nothing unusual about the Demon Locking Tower!" Qing Wei said, taking a deep look straight ahead.

And directly in front of him, at a position about ten miles away, there is a substantial long tower about ten feet standing in the clouds.

The black evil spirit permeates the whole body of the tower, condenses and does not disperse, constantly expanding outward, as if trying to break free.

But after these demonic auras are about three feet away from the demon-locking tower, the bottom of the demon-locking tower will shoot out dazzling white rays of light.

It seems to be some kind of formation mechanism, and finally these rays of light form a light wall to block the monsters.

……

Dormitory for Shushan disciples.

When Xu Yi opened his eyes, he felt that someone beside him was talking all the time.The tone seemed very sentimental and full of self-blame.

Glancing slightly, Xu Yi realized that he seemed to be lying on the bed.

And beside his bed stood a young man, dressed in a white Taoist robe, with a wooden bun on his head, clean.

If it weren't for the sword on his back, he would look like the wrinkled scholar in ancient times.

His appearance can be regarded as handsome, only a little bit worse than himself.

"Brother Xu, you're awake!"

When the young man saw Xu Yi's movement, he became emotional, and his dark clouded expression suddenly cleared up.

"you are?"

Xu Yi had doubts in his heart. This time he traveled through his head.The body is still his body, but how can this situation not match the script?

But immediately, a light flashed in Xu Yi's eyes, and he looked at the man in front of him with a clear look.

It turned out that when he woke up, the system had packaged his identity information to him.

According to the system introduction, his name in this world is still Xu Yi, but his identity is the third generation disciple of the Shushan School.

The person in front of him is Chang Yin, the second brother among the three generations of disciples in Shushan.

According to the script fabricated by the system, one month ago, the seal of Shushan Demon Suo Tower suddenly became weak.

A very powerful big monster escaped, and Chang Yin chased the big monster together with him.

But the big demon is powerful and treacherous, and the two are not rivals.But he sacrificed himself to save Chang Yin, was seriously injured and remained unconscious.

Elder Cang Gu from the Yuxu Palace in Shushan arrived in time, and killed the big demon neatly.

"What bloody plot is this made up? Self-sacrifice? Is he such a character?"

Xu Yi complained about the system in his heart, then covered his head with his hands, pretended to have a headache, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Senior Brother Chang Yin, thank you for your concern, I'm much better now."

"Phew! I'm fine, I was scared just now."

Chang Yin heaved a sigh of relief, just now he thought Xu Yi had lost his memory.

Otherwise, how could he not be able to recognize him? It may be that he was injured in the head by that big monster, and he was in a coma for a month before he lost his mind.

"Hey, Junior Brother Xu. It's all my fault that I didn't recognize the strength of that big monster, and almost killed you." Thinking of this, Chang Yin blamed himself and showed shame.

Shushan disciples are basically simple-minded, ignorant of worldly affairs, and take saving the common people as their mission, and they are not greedy for the prosperity of the world. They are basically the same as the white Taoist robes they wear, very pure.

"Brother Chang Yin, don't say that. We are brothers and relatives.

Didn't Master always teach that we should love each other! "

Xu Yi, who has already entered the role of Shushan disciple, started to show off his acting skills. There was no pressure at all, and he started the fooling mode.

Chapter 8 and Eleven

"Brother Xu, the master master of the sect wants us three generations of disciples to meet up at Qingxu Palace."

On this day, Xu Yi found out the work and rest time of Shushan, and thus integrated into this environment more perfectly.

The second senior brother Chang Yin hurried over to the martial arts training ground of Shushan disciples. From a distance, he looked like a white silk ribbon, walking against the wind.

The steps are elegant and light, like a dragonfly on water.Presumably, he should have worked hard on his legs and feet.

Xu Yi was more depressed about why he was a junior, calling a young man who was thousands of years younger than him a senior, no matter how you looked at it, it was a disadvantage!

"Senior Brother Chang." Xu Yi cupped his fists slightly.

Maybe it was because of the big monster, that's why Chang Yin treats Xu Yi very kindly now, thinking of Xu Yi first when doing good things.

"Today, the head of the sect joined several elders from other halls to hold a meeting in the Qingxu Hall. Junior brother must not be late." Chang Yin said with a gentle face.

"Brother, do you know what the so-called matter is?" Xu Yi asked.

"I don't know." Chang Yin shook his head.

Immediately, Chang Yin took the lead in using Shushan's housekeeping skill of controlling swordsmanship, circulating the mana in his hand, controlling the flying sword to float in the air, exuding bursts of magic.

The whole person jumped nimbly on the smooth sword body, and after stabilizing the sword body, he extended a friendly hand to Xu Yi at the same time, with a charming smile on his face:

"Junior Brother, your injury is just in good condition, I'm afraid you won't be able to use the sword, and it's still several miles away to Qingxu Hall, why don't you let me give you a ride."

Chang Yin's smile is really kind, revealing innocence and simplicity.

"Huh~"

Xu Yi looked at Chang Yin in front of him, with that incomparably gentle smile, suddenly his body trembled, and he shook his head quickly and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. My injury is almost healed, and Yu Jian is naturally no problem."

After finishing speaking, Xu Yi shook his right hand and pinched his fingers into the seal of the sword formula. The white long sword in his hand trembled suddenly, making crisp and clear sounds.

"hold head high!"

Whoosh!With one click, the sword burrowed under his feet, carried Xu Yi off the ground, and flew up slowly.

Naturally, this sword is not a magical weapon, but an ordinary sword used by Shushan disciples.

"it is good!"