Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

This melody repair can be regarded as a favorite in the Wuji Sect. Being able to make friends with him, it feels like there are more halos on his body. For a while, everyone looked at Ming Chen with a bit of envy.

Ming Chen didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest when he saw this gaze. After he came to the arena, he had a brief conversation with Qu Zixiu, and then went on stage.

Qu Zixiu found a seat at random, and then sat down, forming a world of his own, no one around him dared to sit down, Qu Zixiu was so happy and leisurely.

As soon as Ming Chen sat down at the place waiting for the competition, he noticed that the eyes of the people around him drifted over from time to time. He glanced lightly, holding the Potian Sword in his hand, and traced it lightly.

After a long while, a person approached Ming Chen and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what is your relationship with Qu Zixiu?"

Ming Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him, and glanced around from the corner of his eye, almost everyone was waiting for his answer calmly, Ming Chen chuckled and said with a smile: "We are very, very good !"

Everyone: "..." What a very perfunctory answer!

In the following time, no one took the initiative to talk to Ming Chen, and everyone was concentrating on thinking about the next game.

The competition progressed quickly, and in the afternoon, it was Ming Chen's turn, and Ming Chen flew directly onto the stage.

He glanced across the stage, and just happened to see Qu Zixiu who had become serious from being lazy a second ago. Seeing him looking over, Qu Zixiu blinked at Ming Chen and gave him a cheering gesture.

Although Ming Chen has not learned the orthodox swordsmanship, he has followed Qu Zixiu for a long time, and he has actually learned a lot. The most important thing is that what he has learned is the essence refined by Qu Zixiu.

Ming Chen's competition went very fast, the Potian Sword in his hand was extremely flexible, and he made fierce sword moves one after another. There was a booming sound, and sparks shot out.

The teachers who were watching on the stage had a sluggish attitude at first, but after Ming Chen made a few sword moves, they looked at Ming Chen with scorching eyes, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Oh my god, this sword move is really domineering like never before, it can absolutely crush all the disciples present!

Qu Zixiu sensed the excited expressions of the people around him, and a look of pride appeared on his face involuntarily. Such an amazing person already belonged to him, Qu Zixiu, and his Taoist companion.

The requirement of the competition is that the stone used for testing sword moves should only emit enough light. After Mingchen attacked a few times, he felt that the amount of light was enough, so he stopped.

He stood with his hands behind his back, each with a sword, which gave people the feeling of a fairy.

"You are willing to be my apprentice." A teacher suddenly said, with an extremely excited tone.

Mingchen subconsciously glanced at Qu Zixiu, wanting to ask for his opinion, but before he could look over, he heard another angry voice.

A dignified teacher shouted: "Xu Wenqing, you already have so many apprentices, why do you want to rob me of my apprentices?"

Xu Wenqing was stunned. He glanced at Montaigne, clicked his tongue, and said, "When did this little brat become your disciple? Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

Montaigne snorted coldly, did not answer his words, but looked straight at Ming Chen, flicked his sleeves, and said angrily: "Little baby, I don't have a single disciple by my side now, if you follow Me, all my resources are yours."

He paused for a moment, and then said: "The person who spoke just now is always on the go. When he sees someone with outstanding talent, he wants to take him as an apprentice. There are already a lot of apprentices in his yard. If you have one more, what will happen instead?" Even more monks and less meat, you will not get any benefits."

Xu Wenqing was blown away by Montaigne's shameless words, and was about to slash at him with a sword in his hand, but Montaigne disappeared in a flash, and then appeared beside Ming Chen, saying, "The temper is too impulsive, not suitable for being a teacher. , you should still be my apprentice."

As he said that, he directly threw something to Ming Chen, and Ming Chen subconsciously caught it, picked it up and saw that it was an engraved token.

Xu Wenqing's furious voice resounded throughout the venue: "Montaigne, you despicable villain!"

In the next moment, the figures of Xu Wenqing and Montaigne disappeared in place, leaving everyone behind, looking at each other in blank dismay.

Qu Zixiu flew onto the stage, and took Ming Chen away before everyone could fully react.

Qu Zixiu looked at the token in Ming Chen's hand, and said after a while, "This should be a symbol of Montaigne's status, and it should be given to his disciples."

Ming Chen nodded, but immediately couldn't help frowning again, and said in a low voice, "I was almost planning the match today, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in the end."

Qu Zixiu laughed out loud. Everyone else was trying to find ways to get the elders of the Promise Sect to accept them as direct disciples, but this matter fell on his family Chen Chen, but it seemed like a bad luck thing. Avoid it.

Ming Chen glanced at Qu Zixiu, and said in a displeased tone: "I was accepted as an apprentice by Montaigne, in this case, time will not be free, and I will not be able to find you."

Qu Zixiu thought about being forced by Zhang Fengyang to practice sword every day, wishing he could spend every minute and every second practicing sword, he couldn't help but shivered.

Ming Chen pursed his lips.

Qu Zixiu threw away the token in his hand, and said solemnly: "He gave the token unilaterally, but we can choose not to accept it. Let's leave the token here. Let's leave quickly."

"Then what about my transfer?" Ming Chen asked as he left with Qu Zixiu.

Qu Zixiu thought, after such a thing happened, then Montaigne would definitely let Ming Chen be his disciple, otherwise, the matter of transferring to another hospital would definitely be in vain.

After a while, Qu Zixiu suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, and he said: "Your talent is not bad, why don't you come with me to meet Zhang Fengyang, if he can accept you as an apprentice, then we can stick together every day Together."

Mingchen thought for a moment, and felt that Qu Zixiu's idea was feasible, so he nodded in agreement.

In order to avoid having too many dreams in the night, Qu Zixiu did what he said, and brought Ming Chen to the sword practice cliff.

Halfway through Zhang Fengyang's set of sword skills practice, Qu Zixiu waited with Ming Chen at the side. It was the first time Ming Chen saw Zhang Feng Yang practicing sword at such a close distance.

It's just like a frightening shadow!

Zhang Fengyang put away his last sword gesture, he held the sword and landed, his eyes swept over Qu Zixiu, and finally landed on Ming Chen beside him, he asked lightly, "Is this your Taoist companion?"

Qu Zixiu nodded, and said in a rather showy tone, "Isn't it amazing!"

Zhang Fengyang: "..."

Mingchen: "..."

"You brought him here just to show off to me?" Zhang Fengyang looked at Qu Zixiu with a complex expression, as if he was wondering why Qu Zixiu had such a strong comprehension ability in the way of swordsmanship, but how could this way of dealing with people be like this It's strange!

Qu Zixiu shook his head, suppressed the smile on his face in the next second, and said, "Master, Chenchen's talent is not bad, take a look, can you also accept him as an apprentice?"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Fengyang snorted coldly.

Qu Zixiu argued: "Chenchen's talent is really very good, not worse than mine, master, do you want to test it, and then consider the matter of rejection."

Zhang Fengyang's expression was ugly. He took Qu Zixiu as his apprentice, simply because he valued Qu Zixiu's talent, and wanted Qu Zixiu to inherit his Wuji swordsmanship and practice it to the extreme.

But now Qu Zixiu is giving him all these cumbersome troubles, it's just... it's...

Zhang Fengyang didn't get along with others much on weekdays, so he didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.

Qu Zixiu was also stimulated by Zhang Fengyang's appearance. Although he really hoped to stay with Mingchen forever, he was not completely irrational. He really felt that Mingchen's aptitude could reach Zhang Fengyang's acceptance of disciples Standard, I hope Zhang Fengyang can think about it.

But now, Zhang Fengyang's face was full of disgust, as if he was going to forcefully force a worthless person to him.

The atmosphere between master and apprentice became tense in an instant, and tit for tat confronted each other.

Ming Chen gently tugged on Qu Zixiu's sleeve, and whispered, "Zi Xiu, forget it, anyway, I can still come to you now!"

Qu Zixiu snorted coldly, turned around and walked down the mountain with Ming Chen directly.

Zhang Fengyang is a very principled person, he can compromise on everything, but the matter of cultivation must not be ambiguous, even if his only disciple gets angry and loses his temper, Zhang Fengyang will never compromise.

Zhang Fengyang watched the two of them leave, and at the moment when he was about to look away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the long sword in Ming Chen's hand, and his mind was shaken.

Qu Zixiu led Ming Chen down the mountain with a gloomy expression, extremely resentful for Zhang Fengyang's eyes that couldn't distinguish between pearls and fish eyes.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Fengyang suddenly appeared in front of the two of them and stopped them directly.

Qu Zixiu was furious in his heart, and his tone of voice could not help but a little bit offended, and said, "What are you doing, you regretted it now!"

Zhang Fengyang ignored Qu Zixiu's attitude as if he had eaten gunpowder, looked straight at Ming Chen, and said, "Can you show me the sword in your hand."

Although Ming Chen didn't know Zhang Fengyang very well, he had heard from Qu Zixiu on weekdays that he trusted his character. He nodded and handed over the Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand.

Zhang Fengyang stared at the Potianjian with scorching eyes, he could feel that the sword in Mingchen's hand perfectly matched with Quzixiu's sword.

But the difference is that Qu Zixiu's Pofeng sword has integrated the original sword intent, as if it is open to all rivers, but the sword in his hand is very integrated with the world's most domineering sword intent.

"The sword intent here is what you understand."

Qu Zixiu couldn't help but choked, "Are you still Master?"

Zhang Fengyang ignored Qu Zixiu, his gaze on Ming Chen softened a bit, and he said with a smile: "It is indeed outstanding talent, enough to become Zhang Fengyang's apprentice."

Ming Chen's eyes lit up, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He and Qu Zixiu looked at each other, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

Qu Zixiu was also extremely happy, in this way, he could get along with Ming Chen day and night, and he could have Nephrite in his arms again.

but……

Qu Zixiu looked at Zhang Fengyang faintly, and said with a half-smile: "Master, didn't you still have righteous indignation on your face just now, were you unwilling to live or die? Why did you suddenly change your mind? You are so fickle. Alright."

Hearing the ridicule in Qu Zixiu's words, Zhang Fengyang coughed lightly, casually threw a token to Ming Chen, turned around and disappeared in place.

On the mountain road, Qu Zixiu and Ming Chen embraced each other tightly, enjoying the joy of this moment.

On the other side, Montaigne searched for a long time following the breath of the token, but he couldn't find anyone.

He rubbed his head, with a confused look on his face, obviously the aura is nearby, why can't he see anyone?

Suddenly, a ray of light refracted into Montaigne's eyes, his eyes flickered, and following the light, he walked over.

In the next moment, the whole person's face froze, and he saw that the token he had finally given out was lying on the ground alone, pitifully like a piece of trash that was casually discarded.

Montaigne clenched and loosened the hand hanging around his waist, and then clenched and loosened it again. After several times, the gloom in his heart still did not calm down.

It is obvious that he is a middle-aged man with an upright appearance, but Montaigne is crying in his heart, which is really bullying.

He just had a fight with Xu Wenqing for the sake of this apprentice, because he felt a bit wronged in his heart, and he didn't dare to be too hard when he struck, so he could only be beaten passively, but now...

Montaigne felt that he was about to die of grievance, he was beaten for nothing, but his apprentice disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Holding his token, Montaigne mourned alone for a while in the howling night wind.

After a while, Montaigne clenched the token in his hand, and he thought angrily: I have already been beaten up, the price has been paid, and I absolutely cannot just get nothing for nothing.

Poor Ming Chen and Qu Zixiu don't know yet, they will soon become celebrities of the Wuji Sect again.

"Elder Montaigne, what did you say?" A gray-clothed monk dug out his ears, looked at Montaigne in disbelief, and confirmed again.

Montaigne looked a little impatient, and he said, "I'll ask you to check for me, who is that person who appeared on the field yesterday? Is it such a trouble? You still have to ask all kinds of things."

Montaigne felt that he had lost face, but he was still getting his wounds exposed, even though the gray-clothed monk opposite him didn't know anything.