Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The Immortal Sword Gate is set up in the mountains, with six peaks surrounding the main peak to form a natural circle of spiritual power.

In addition to the five peaks of the elders, these six peaks also have an unnamed peak, and the thousand steps are set on the unnamed peak, which is equivalent to the gate of the Immortal Sword Sect.

There are many flowers and plants on Wuming Peak, and you can smell its fragrance in four seasons. There are also various unknown towering trees, which are beautiful and shady.

It's just that the top of it was flattened and built into a circular platform for connecting thousands of steps. There are six pillars on the platform, and the pillars are carved with fine patterns of gods and animals. On weekdays, there is also a faint blue light on the pillars. Floating platform that will be used when pilgrims.

Because the circular platform is too wide, the direction of the disciples going up the thousand steps is different. The ancestor of Xianjianmen did not think of a method that is both pretentious and effortless - refining pure spirit stones into inanimate things that can be manipulated by others. mounts.

The first ancestor died of excessive spiritual power consumption after training, so no one has really used the floating platform as a mount until now.

Even in the early days, it was considered to be the incarnation of the ancestor, and even standing on it had to kowtow and bow nine times.

What is even more interesting is the origin of these six spirit stones. It comes from a cave at the bottom of the Wuming Peak, which is full of spiritual power, and the stone walls are all made of large pieces of spirit stones, which are radiant and beautiful.

After the death of the first ancestor, his apprentice Feng Juezi ordered people to open the cave, named it "Xikku cave" after the ancestor, and used the abundant spiritual power in the Xiku cave to lay an indestructible barrier for the fairy sword gate.

Later, Feng Juezi discovered that the spiritual power overflowing from this cave is warm and powerful, and it is most effective to assist the disciples in the sect to form spiritual nuclei, so he told the disciples in the sect that as long as they reach the ninth stage of foundation building, they can come to this cave to practice and congeal.

Therefore, the success rate of disciples of Xianjianmen to form spiritual cores is many times higher than that of other sects.

When this matter spread to the outside world, many immortal seekers crowded their heads to go to the Immortal Sword Gate. There were more and more disciples under the sect. Feng Juezi had no choice but to strengthen the magic barrier of the thousand steps to restrain the number of people who were slowly rising.

Later, the elders maintained the magic enchantment of the thousand steps, and Xianjianmen became the "first school of immortality" among the outside world.

Ye Wuchen dictated these histories to Mo Yun as he walked, and Mo Yun followed Ye Wuchen step by step, kicking the gravel on the side of the road with his toes.

In his previous life, when he formed the spiritual core, he just finished it hastily in the room, and he didn't even know there was such a place, but now...

Mo Yun looked at Ye Wuchen's slightly deserted back, it was a touch of moonlight in the deep path, like the only hope in the heart of a doomed person.

He pursed his lips to follow, and the decision in his heart became clearer.

He didn't notice that from a strand of hair behind Ye Wuchen, a small white ball quietly drilled out, staring into soft red eyes, a little hated that iron could not be made into steel.

The two came to a quiet and cool place, where the trees were tall and deep, covering the little tan in the dark and deep darkness.

Ye Wuchen walked to Tan's side, moved his fingertips lightly, and muttered in his mouth: "...and the wind, the rock is deep and broken, and there is a sun in the west..."

He babbled a long paragraph of text, Mo Yun didn't listen very carefully, his attention was all on the man who was drawing curses on the surface of the pool with his white fingers.

His fingertips were glowing with golden light, but there was no trace left on his tan face, his slender peach blossom eyes were drooping, and he focused on spelling with his fingertips.

After regaining his senses, Mo Yun closed his eyes hard, lowered his head, and only had one thought in his mind: Master is so beautiful, fortunately he is not a woman...

With the disappearance of Ye Wuchen's voice, the surface of Rujingtan split from the middle, and some water splashed on the edge, making the sound of seagulls beating the water.

Mo Yun's eyes widened. He had never seen such a spectacular sight in his previous or present life.

The two split faces slowly stand upright, and a tunnel extending underground emerges from the crack. The stone walls of the tunnel are dotted with blue light, like the faint light emitted by ghosts.

"This is a ghost candle, it will never go out, and the light of the flame is a bit cold, like the temperature of a corpse after cooling down, so it is called a ghost candle."

Ye Wuchen walked into the tunnel, motioned Mo Yun to follow with his eyes, and explained himself.

"Then Master, are we going to Xiku Cave Mansion?" Mo Yun knew that he knew a little bit about the consultant, but he still wanted to hear Ye Wuchen say it himself.

"Yes."

Bringing Mo Yun here is because his cultivation really needs to come here to form a spirit core.

The second is because, in the book, Mo Yun's spiritual cores were resolved in the room no matter before or after his rebirth. Out of his old father's mentality, he wanted his son to experience the spiritual cores in Xikudong Mansion no matter what.

Ye Wuchen silently clenched his fist in his heart.

The further you go down, the colder the air becomes, and the richer the aura becomes.

Going straight to the cave, the entrance of the cave that only allows one person to pass through is overflowing with dazzling light, every beam of light is clean and pure, Ye Wuchen is a modern person who has been to bars after all, but Mo Yun was amazed.

The bright light was like a rainbow in the sky, covering Ye Wuchen's body. He turned around slightly, and his black hair was immediately stroked by the colorful light, coupled with his charming and gentle peach blossom eyes, naturally raised Mouth type.

It's really like a fairy who accidentally got involved in the troubles of the world...

"You go in first." Ye Wuchen said with a slight smile.

His fingertips seemed to have a layer of film hooked on them, and he opened a big opening for himself to walk in.

Mo Yun was a little puzzled.

"This is the enchantment membrane that only door masters and elders can touch."

Hearing this, Mo Yun walked in, followed by Ye Wuchen.

Inside this Xiku Cave Mansion, there is a unique cave. The walls are made up of various brightly colored spirit stones. These spirit stones illuminate the entire cave mansion, but it looks a little uneven.

The floor is also made of spirit stones, but it has been cut flat and flawless, presumably it is convenient for disciples to meditate on it.

But Ye Wuchen's eyes have been blinded...

At the ninth level of foundation building, the spiritual core in the body has been slightly formed. As long as the tubercle is successfully formed, it will reach the Qi training stage and become a real monk.

Mo Yun sat on the spot, closed his eyes, and a light red aura circle automatically formed around his body.

Ye Wuchen yawned, looking a bit bored.

When he was writing the book, in order to reflect the difficulty of the protagonist, he made him form a spiritual core for three days, and he didn't know if the effect would be better in another place.

He can't leave here, or Mo Yun won't be able to get out.

But if Mo Yun can't get out, will he cry?

Ye Wuchen thought enthusiastically, and then quickly shook his head. Impossible people are blackened, what if they chop themselves off...

The airflow in the spiritual power circle beside Mo Yun was normal, and Ye Wuchen looked at Xiku Cave Mansion boredly.

The entire Xiku Cave Mansion is as big as a classroom, but only a dozen or so disciples can enter at a time. The only reason is the aura circle formed around the disciples when they get tuberculosis.

The aura circles cannot touch each other, otherwise it will disturb the other party's aura, which also indirectly limits the number of disciples that Xianjianmen can accept each year.

Ye Wuchen was lying on the ground bored, while Xiaobaiqiu and the "Persist on the plot" system were fighting again.

Because the "stick to the plot" system strongly opposed him bringing Mo Yun here.

No, he was beaten by the little white ball again.

Ye Wuchen listened to the noise in his head, sighed, and asked, "Hey, Xiao Jian, why are you so persistent?"

After a while, the "Persist on the plot" system realized that it was asking it.

It replied in a daze: "I want to redeem a person..."

"Hey, want to pretend to be pitiful?"

Hearing that the little white ball wanted to go up and hit it, Ye Wuchen stopped it immediately, and asked following the system's words: "Who will redeem?"

"Redemption, redemption..."

There was no sound in my mind, only a sentence without the following words.

Ye Wuchen pondered for a moment, and told Xiaobaiqiu not to use the system again in the future, just let it go to sleep forcibly.

He thought of reading a novel on the Internet before - the protagonist has a cold system, but he doesn't know that that system also has an unknown past. The system also wants to find that person.

The little white ball poked out red eyes from his shoulders and asked, "Why?"

Probably due to anger, the whole ball was a little bulging, and Ye Wuchen poked it amusedly until it was deflated.

"He may have difficulties." Ye Wuchen spread his whole body on the ground and looked at the bright spirit stone above.

"And every time you fight like this, it makes my brain hurt."

Little Baiqiu said in a low voice, "Then I will keep my voice down..."

Ye Wuchen: "Isn't it pitiful to be beaten by you every day?"

"Not pitiful!"

Little Baiqiu is justified - he doesn't think you are pitiful either...

Ye Wuchen sighed weakly, and said without any threat: "Anyway, no fighting is allowed."

The little white ball seemed to be unconvinced, and "slapped" onto Ye Wuchen's face.

Ye Wuchen: ...

He grabbed the little white ball by a tuft of fur, his face was gloomy, and he was about to say something when he noticed its soft red eyes.

"Fuck, why is it you again!"

Ye Wuchen felt that his sentence was mixed with surprise and fear, anger and helplessness, and it was a good Chinese reading comprehension question.

When Little Baiqiu was yelled at by him, Mung Dou's eyes were so frightened that tears welled up, but he still asked domineeringly, "Why can't it be me?!"

This sentence successfully stopped Ye Wuchen. Before he could respond, Xiaobaiqiu protested again: "Give up, I have merged with it, and it can't come back! Hahahahaha!"

Ye Wuchen continued to grab the tuft of hair to shake it away, and then he came to his senses.

"What do you mean it will never come back?"

The little white ball fluttered over and bit him lightly in retaliation, narrowly avoiding Ye Wuchen's slap and said: "That's what it means."

Seeing Xiaobaiqiu's determined red eyes, Ye Wuchen looked up to the sky and sighed.

It's over, the little angel mode is gone, and the pervert mode is on.

Back then, although the little white ball with black eyes didn't talk much, its eyes were always warm and soft, with a clean and pure look.

But now, the red-eyed little white ball is a fucking pervert, it's fine if he rolls onto his bed without anyone noticing, and even peeks at him in the shower...

Ye Wuchen felt that life was hopeless.

The little white ball made him look heartbroken, and his tone was a little sour: "Do you like it that much?"

Ye Wuchen nodded.

The little white ball floated to the corner, full of resentment, and muttered: "But I don't want you to see him..."

The ears were quiet for a while, Ye Wuchen took a nap for a while, the cave was a bit cold, but it seemed that something soft was covering his body in his sleep, so he held on tighter.

When I woke up, the little white ball was still floating in the corner, but the whole ball became bigger and smaller, as if it was angry.

Ye Wuchen sighed in his heart about the bear, and walked over to rub it.

"I like you too, okay?"

Little Baiqiu turned around, domineering and cowardly: "Again, say it again!"

"I like you."

Only then did the little white ball throw herself into his arms contentedly, letting out a sweet and greasy laugh.

Ye Wuchen thought nothing of it, Xiao Baiqiu was just like the children he had seen staying in the village before, noisy and lacking in love.

He circled around Mo Yun's aura circle, and seeing that he was fine, he took out a script from Xanadu.

Just as I was about to read it, the old man's voice came to my mind: "My child, I haven't finished that book yet, let me read it first..."

Ye Wuchen silently stuffed the book back.

Continue to lie down.

In this world of cultivating immortals, forming a spiritual core is equivalent to entering high school after nine years of compulsory education, and the rest is led by the master, and the cultivation depends on the individual.

And what is the concept of being able to produce a spiritual core in only one month, which is equivalent to completing nine years of compulsory education in three years.

So, the protagonist should be abused as much as possible, but it still needs to be refreshing for readers.

After waiting for a long time, Ye Wuchen was so bored that he went to play chess with the old man in Xanadu.

Mo Yun skillfully circulated the spiritual power in his body. This was the second time he had formed a spiritual nucleus. He had long remembered clearly what obstacles there were in his meridians.

The spiritual flow in his meridians is divided into two streams, one is pure soft red spiritual power, and Mo Yun is leading this spiritual power to the dantian.

The other is deep black, flowing quietly in the meridians, waiting for the master's call.

The fiery red spiritual core in the body glowed with black air, and the two did not conflict, but blended harmoniously.

Mo Yun let out a long breath, and slowly opened his eyes—fortunately, there was no conflict between the two spiritual currents, where is the master?

He got up, the spiritual power circle retracted automatically, looked around, and found Ye Wuchen laying on the ground with no grace at all, Mo Yun looked at the little white ball lying on his chest, and wanted to take it away.

But before he could move, Ye Wuchen got up. He squinted his eyes halfway, saw Mo Yun in front of him, got up with a wheel, and pretended to be deep: "Okay?"

Mo Yun withdrew his hand that was about to move, and replied, "En."

Ye Wuchen put the little white ball back into his sleeve, looked at his apprentice's bright smiling face, couldn't help but patted his head, and asked Mo Yun's blackening value in his heart, knowing that the blackening value was still full, but he couldn't help it. He backed away vigilantly.

Mo Yun was still immersed in Master's head-touching and killing, and hadn't noticed it yet.

After leaving the cave, Ye Wuchen knew that Mo Yun only took one day to form a spiritual nucleus this time, and he couldn't help but transmit the sound to Lu Xiao, which aroused a burst of envy and hatred.

Seeing that Master was excited by him, Mo Yun couldn't help but stroked his head, a little childishly decided to wash his hair every few days.