Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

It was a sunny day. After a brief period of perfunctory practice, Ouyang Xian forced Jiang Wenbai, who had just had some free time, to complain about his second senior brother's cruelty and abuse, in order to relieve the tremendous pressure he was under because his second senior brother was about to come back.

Because Xuanyuan Jing was about to break through to the third level of Qi Refining, the Sixth Elder placed her under house arrest and ordered her to stay in her own yard to seek a breakthrough.

Yan Wenmo, who was alone and had nothing to do, lay in a secluded spot in the corridor, reading a book introducing herbs given to him by Xuanyuan Jing.

The warm sunlight shone onto Yan Wenmo's body through the gaps in the leaves. She had one hand behind her head and the other holding a book. She crossed her legs and hummed a tuneless little song. She looked so ungraceful.

After carefully observing the appearance of the medicinal materials in the book, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but yawn, and then said lazily:

"Life is not satisfactory, so take a moment to relax"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps approaching from afar. Yan Wenmo subconsciously put down the book, and then stood up swiftly to salute, but heard the gentle but unyielding voice of that person:

"The ground is cold. Although you are young, you should not be too greedy for the coolness."

When Yan Wenmo heard this, she realized that her unkempt appearance just now might have been seen by someone, but the voice seemed a little unfamiliar, so she subconsciously looked up, only to see the person looking at her with a smile on his face.

The man's features were picturesque, especially his gentle eyes, which were like spring water; but his straight nose and angular lips made his gentleness seem a little unattainable.

He was wearing a milky white robe embroidered with cloud patterns, just like the feeling he gave people, gentle but definitely unapproachable. I thought this should be the eldest senior brother in the novel, Shangguan Zhile.

The man next to him, dressed in black tights, although not as gentle and elegant as Shangguan Zhi, was also handsome and heroic. I guess he should be the cruel and ruthless second brother Zhao Wenlong mentioned by Ouyang Xian.

As if afraid that they might misunderstand, Yan Wenmo quickly said:

"Yan Shisan, a servant of Haotian Sect's Zhaoyang Court, greets the two gentlemen."

Shangguan Zhi saw that she was being distant, but he did not change the subject. Instead, he spoke more gently:

"You have entered the Haotian Sect, and you entered later than us. Although you are just a menial servant, it is not an exaggeration to call you Junior Brother. If you don't mind, you can call me and Wenlong Senior Brothers from now on."

With just one sentence, he narrowed the distance between the two people, so that people did not feel alienated; and it also laid an excellent foundation for what he had just said, so that people did not think he was making a fuss.

With such high emotional intelligence, it's no wonder he is so popular. Upon hearing this, Yan Wenmo had to change his words:

"Yes, senior brother"

After casually paying homage to Yan Wenmo, Shangguan Zhi took Xie Wenlong into the house. However, judging from the way Xie Wenlong stretched his muscles while walking, it seemed likely that Ouyang Xian and the others would be beaten up soon.

As soon as Yan Wenmo finished thinking about this, he heard Ouyang Xian's scream. He was kicked into the flower bed in the yard without any image. The culprit frowned and complained:

"Third Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for ten years, and you don't seem to have made any progress at all."

Hearing this, Ouyang Xian lay on the ground feeling extremely aggrieved. He was already crying inside, but he still had to get up and continue to accept Zhao Wenlong's training.

But Zhao Wenlong had no intention of letting up and just started beating Ouyang Xian wildly "bang bang bang". He beat Ouyang Xian like a volleyball, making a lot of noise back and forth, which made Yan Wenmo sweat coldly.

As expected of a martial arts fanatic in the novel, his methods were simple, rough and direct, with no sign of mercy at all. Fortunately, beating up a junior fellow student was not against the law in the Haotian Sect, otherwise Zhao Wenlong would probably have to be sentenced to life imprisonment.

And Ouyang Xian, after ten years of laziness, returned to his busy past days again. However, the lazy life of the past ten years was long gone, and only the pain was doubling at any time.

On the other side, Shangguan Zhize, who was observing his junior fellow student's homework, took Jiang Wenbai to stand in the corridor in the yard and watch Zhao Wenlong beating Ouyang Xian. Unlike Jiang Wenbai's pale face, Shangguan Zhize looked much calmer and composed. Not only did he seem oblivious to Ouyang Xian's pain, he even took the opportunity to ask Jiang Wenbai some questions about cultivation.

For a moment, Yan Wenmo suddenly thought of a word, that is, use both soft and hard methods.

I think Zhao Wenlong is the tough guy beside Shangguan Zhi. He is responsible for eliminating the unfavorable factors in the sect, while Shangguan Zhi is responsible for calming people's hearts.

The cooperation between these two must be very tacit, otherwise the male protagonist would not be so frightened that his face turned pale at this moment.

What a coincidence, Xuanyuan Jing had just broken through to the third level of Qi Refining and lifted the house arrest order imposed on her by her master.

Xuanyuan Jing, who was able to move freely, was about to find Yan Wenmo to discuss alchemy, but she didn't expect that as soon as she entered the yard, she saw someone beating Ouyang Xian.

In Xuanyuan Jing's eyes, Ouyang Xian was her senior brother who took good care of her, so without thinking, she controlled her Fangcao Sword and attacked Zhao Wenlong directly.

Seeing Xuanyuan Jing taking action, before Yan Wenmo could open his mouth to stop her, he saw that Xuanyuan Jing's Fangcao Sword was already aimed at Zhao Wenlong, and it looked like she was about to attack.

Seeing that someone dared to attack him, Zhao Wenlong didn't say much and punched Xuanyuan Jing directly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wenmo, who had been watching silently on the side, was shocked.

You should know that Zhao Wenlong's cultivation level is already the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at this time. Even Ouyang Xian, a Jindan cultivator, was beaten half to death by him. What's more, Xuanyuan Jing is only at the third stage of Qi Refining now. If this punch is hit, Xuanyuan Jing will be seriously injured if not killed.

Therefore, she did not have time to think about it and could only quickly remind him:

“Strong grass does not fall with the wind”

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing seemed to understand something and quickly formed seals with his hands. Soon, a grass wall appeared in front of Xuanyuan Jing and he easily took on Zhao Wenlong's full-strength attack.

Shangguan Zhi subconsciously glanced sideways when he saw this, and Zhao Wenlong obviously had his eyes on Xuanyuan Jing. He left Ouyang Xian, who was already in a miserable state, and clenched his fists to attack Xuanyuan Jing directly.

At this moment, the second line of poetry came out of Yan Wenmo's mouth:

"A bush of sweet grass is enough to get in the way"

The next second, a patch of grass suddenly appeared in the originally empty yard. The grass was more than one meter high and like a vine, it wrapped around Zhao Wenlong's legs in layers.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenlong chuckled, and then moved his body slightly. A flash of light flashed, and the climbing vines were instantly cut off by the light. Yan Wenmo was waiting for this moment.

"Flowers are so numerous that they dazzle the eyes"

In an instant, countless petals appeared in front of Zhao Wenlong. These petals seemed to be flying randomly, but he was unable to identify the direction where Xuanyuan Jing was.

Seeing this, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and then punched at the flying flowers in front of him.

The flying petals were shattered into pieces by his punch. Before he could be happy, he found that more flying petals were coming towards him.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Zhao Wenlong's expression became more excited and he swung his fists faster and faster.

Not until the last few flying flowers were smashed by him did Zhao Wenlong look excitedly at Xuanyuan Jing who was still standing there, his eyes full of eagerness to try.

"Thousands of pear trees in bloom"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless pear trees appeared out of thin air and revolved around Zhao Wenlong.

Zhao Wenlong directly drew out his magic weapon, the Kaiyang Sword, and slashed at the pear trees that were disturbing his vision.

And these countless pear trees were also split into pieces by his sword, and then disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he was less than five steps away from Xuanyuan Jing, and at this moment, Yan Wenmo said:

"Shame on the crowd and the grass will disappear"

It sounded at the right time.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jing, who was originally standing in place, disappeared instantly, and the next second, the Fangcao Sword pointed directly at Zhao Wenlong's neck, while Xuanyuan Jing held the Fangcao Sword and stood quietly behind Zhao Wenlong.