The vicious master always loves to die

Yan Xici looked at his nominal junior with a completely different aura from a distance, and when he saw him looking at him, he nodded slightly to him, and as planned, took out a high-quality mustard from mustard. A ray of spiritual light hit the Lingbao, and at the same time the sound transmission: Congratulations to Hongxuan Zhenjun for successfully crossing the tribulation.

After finishing all this, he turned around and planned to go back to the cave to have a rest. After bathing in the rain for a long time, what if he was promoted?

Yan Xici controlled the flying sword and flew towards Tianwu Peak. He didn't see the anxious expression of the young man in white who wanted to speak, but was surrounded by a group of extremely excited elders and couldn't escape.

"Senior brother!" Ye Yixuan managed to deal with the excited elders, and quickly called Yan Xici to stop, while Yu Jian flew over.

"True Monarch Hongxuan." Yan Xici spoke coldly, neither enthusiastic nor cold, but full of distance.

"Brother...why are you so indifferent to me..."

The young man in white in front of him had sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, with a clear and bright temperament, like a bright moon and pine trees, just like the one described in the book.It's just that the original book doesn't say the plot of the other party's crossing the catastrophe, but that the appearance is already a supernatural power.In the memory of the original body, there is not much overlap with this junior who has a cold personality and loves swords. Even though the two are from the same school, they grew up together.

So when Ye Yixuan said this in a questioning and aggrieved tone, Yan Xici was at a loss.Not to mention that the relationship between the original body and Ye Yixuan in memory is real, even in the ten years since he traveled here, the days when he met this junior brother are also very few...

Ye Yixuan is in retreat for recruiting new students from the sect; Ye Yixuan is in retreat for the great competition of the sect; the celebration of the sect... Last time Ye Yixuan led the team as an elder guarding the formation, and Yan Xici was in retreat. Ye Yixuan retreated.Counting on his fingers, Yan Xici was startled to realize that this meeting in Dujie might be regarded as their first meeting since he came here!

"Junior Brother Ye, congratulations." After deliberating for a while, Yan Xici picked a topic and changed his title to Junior Brother Ye.Who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, the expression on the face of the young man on the opposite side changed, his already indifferent face tightened even more, his whole body exuded air-conditioning, as if he was very unhappy with this title.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Senior brother has been unfamiliar with me a lot." The voice was stiff, and coupled with that indifferent face, it made Yan Xici feel aggrieved.

Illusion... huh?

"Nothing." Yan Xici replied, and said polite words in the eyes of the other party who hesitated to speak, "If there's nothing else, I'm going home."

Ye Yixuan didn't answer, but just stood there and stared at him, until he was terrified.

He didn't talk to Ye Yixuan any more, but drove the flying sword back to the cave.Even after searching all the memories, they didn't find the original body or how close the relationship with Ye Yixuan was. The two even had a hidden intention of confronting Ye Yixuan because of their competitive relationship.The staring gaze behind him made his scalp tingle, could it be that Ye Yixuan saw that he was not the original product?

Taking advantage of turning a corner, he glanced back from the corner of his eye, and saw Ye Yixuan standing motionless.That appearance is like a poor little milk dog abandoned by the owner on the side of the road.

What are you doing!Yan Xici shuddered, looked away, and returned to Tianwu Peak at a faster speed.

Several troublemakers were put in confinement, the big apprentice was in retreat, and only Ji Moze was left to use.But the child has just experienced fright, and even if he wants to order it, he will have to wait until tomorrow.For a while, it was empty.

On the second day, he couldn't wait to call Ji Moze over. Seeing that the child had regained his vigor, Yan Xici turned over the dirty clothes without hesitation, and pouted with his chin, motioning for him to wash the clothes. .

I don't know if it's because he hasn't recovered from yesterday's fright, Ji Moze lowered his head without saying a word, and walked out with his clothes in his hands, very obedient.

With the previous lessons, Ji Moze has already made preparations.He took a huge basin, scooped up a large basin of water from the spiritual spring in the back mountain, and then took it aside to wash it carefully, very well-behaved.

When Ji Moze entered the mansion with sound transmissions respectfully and neatly folded clothes, Yan Xici was thinking about what to do next.However, the child is impeccable in doing things, as if he has been enlightened overnight, and there is no point to criticize.

"Master, I have ironed the rosin for you." Put it away, stand still, and wait for Master's order.

"... Well done." Yan Xici boasted, and as expected, he saw the child look up with adoring eyes.

"Master, I said that I will check how your swordsmanship is doing today." Facing the obedient and well-behaved child, Yan Xici gave cold instructions, and then led the people to the sword house.

On weekdays, this place is always noisy, a few apprentices can turn this place into a bustling city, chattering endlessly.But now that several people were locked up, the huge sword residence seemed a bit empty, only the white-haired fairy and the eight-year-old boy stood there.

What Ji Moze held in his hand was a light sword specially designed for low-level disciples, but it was a bit difficult for him to hold it now.Although Ji Moze improved his diet and physical fitness after coming to Zongmen, which made Ji Moze's originally frail body a little stronger, and his height also stretched a lot due to the nutrition intake, but he was still a bit shorter than his peers.The height of the light sword almost reached Ji Moze's chin.

From Yan Xici's point of view, the child holding the sword seemed to be holding a long stick, but his immature face had a serious and resolute expression, and he looked very good.

"Have you read through the "Basic Sword Technique" and "Xuantian Sword Technique" that I gave you earlier?" Looking at the little radish head, Yan Xici raised a troublesome smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes." Ji Moze replied.

For eight-year-old children, the sword manual and mental techniques are not something they can understand at all, but if you use the jade tablet and jade slips directly, after reading them with your spiritual sense, those foundations will be deeply imprinted in your spiritual sense, Let them integrate and apply what they have learned.

Yan Xici was even more satisfied after listening to it. He drew out his long sword and asked Ji Moze to step back: "I will only demonstrate once. How much you can understand depends on your aptitude."

After speaking, the whole body's spiritual energy poured into the sword body, and the infusion of huge spiritual power caused the originally quiet long sword to hum, as if it had come to life, making joyful sounds.

Yan Xici slowly raised his hand, and swung his sword towards a boulder in an open space beside him!

The unparalleled sword energy stirred up the wind and clouds in the world, and blasted towards the boulder ahead with the momentum of frost and snow, instantly drawing a deep gully on the originally flat stone surface.And where the sword energy passed, a kendo made of ice crystals was in the shape of an outward fan, shining colorful lights in the sun.

Ji Moze, who was behind Yan Xici, faced the gang wind with Ling Ran's sword energy, and was almost blown to the ground by the wind pressure.Although he hastily circulated the spiritual energy on his body to create a protective shield for himself, he couldn't resist the power of the Nascent Soul at all during the Qi refining period, and was still staggered by the huge spiritual force, lying on the ground in a panic.

Yan Xici glanced at Ji Moze's dog-planing posture from the corner of his eyes, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and then calmed down, trying to cover up his gloating expression.

Turning around, it was the cold and proud white-haired sword fairy again.

"What are you doing lying on the ground? Get up and swing your sword." Looking at Ji Moze who was prostrate on the ground, Yan Xici frowned, a little displeased.

"Yes...Master..." Ji Moze, who was forced to lie on the ground by the sword wind, quickly got up, even though his small teeth were about to be crushed by him, but on the surface, he was still respectful.

Yan Xici noticed that even though the child was unsteady and fell to the ground, the sword in his hand was still held... As expected of the male lead, is the natural sword repaired well?

Ji Moze breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the resentment in his chest, and let his mood return to a calm state.Because the light sword was too long, he had to use the posture of holding the sword in both hands, squatting down, bowing his body, aiming at the front, and swinging the long sword.

Yan Xici has already made preparations. From substandard posture to not being stable enough, everything is a reason and excuse for reprimand. He even planned to knock Ji Moze off with his sword when he swung his sword. Sword, and then reprimanded him with excuses such as 'as a sword repairer, I can't hold my own sword'.But he never expected that he would see Ji Moze holding the sword firmly in both hands, with a standard textbook posture, but because he swung the sword too hard and lost centrifugal force, he was spinning around in circles.

Ji Moze, the Mahayana venerable who has dominated the situation for thousands of years, has been known as the No. 1 sword cultivator since he wiped out the evil jiao that could turn into a dragon with a single sword, and no one can match him.His swordsmanship was inherited from the secret book in the monk's legacy, and it is a more subtle existence than Xuantian swordsmanship.Therefore, he has never paid attention to the question of Yan Xici's swordsmanship test. After all, in the previous life, neither Yan Xici nor Ye Yixuan could match him, let alone the cultivation base of Yuanying now. What about Yan Xici?

However, he forgot that he is just a little bean with short legs and weak strength.

When he twirled and rolled twice on the ground, he heard the man making a 'pu chi' sound, and finally raised his head, but saw that the other party was expressionless, looking at him indifferently, as if the laugh was his. illusion.

"You can't even hold a sword steadily. How can you be a qualified sword repairer?" The white-haired immortal looked at Ji Moze with no emotion in his eyes, "Get up and continue."

Ji Moze was stunned by these words, and his face almost turned black. He got up from the ground, repositioned himself, and began to swing his sword.

This time he intentionally controlled his strength, in order not to lose his balance.

"Soft and feeble, tangible and insubstantial, haven't you had enough to eat?" Yan Xici looked at the child's limp movements, and criticized without mercy.

Ever since he became the No.1 sword cultivator, no one dared to question his Mahayana Venerable Ji Moze: ...

"As a sword cultivator, you should have incomparable power. The sword is half of your body. It is your most loyal partner. It's good that you didn't abandon your partner." Yan Xici said, looking at the hand that Ji Moze had always held tightly , praised, and then changed his style of painting, "But your wrist strength is too weak, if you meet someone stronger than you..."

Yan Xici took the sword and slammed the blade of the long sword in Ji Moze's hand. The vibration caused by the metal impact made Ji Moze shake his hand, and Yan Xici snatched the weapon away.

Ever since he became the No.1 sword cultivator, no one can defeat his Mahayana Venerable Ji Moze: ...

"You need to exercise." Yan Xici frowned dissatisfied, his serious and serious appearance did not reveal that he was actually doing it on purpose, but it sounded extremely mocking to Ji Moze.

"Master..." Ji Moze, who suffered another dark loss, suppressed his anger, raised his eyes with an innocent expression, at a loss and at a loss.

"From today onwards, one hour of physical training will be added every day, and two more hours of sword swinging will be added. It will be over when the weapon will not be easily taken away again."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xici dropped the light sword, waved his robe and floated away. Tuliu Ji Moze stood alone in the empty square of Jianju, staring at his leaving back and gnashing his teeth.

Well, you Yan Xici, you must have done it on purpose! !

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