Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

After returning from Zhenjun Yuli, Wen Chuyi meditated in his room, while recalling the mantra of entering energy in his mind, while calming down, trying to sense the existence of the so-called spiritual energy.

Closing his eyes, it was pitch black, but this time he found small beating dots of light in the darkness, like fireflies on a summer night, and his body was a glass bottle that attracted and stored fireflies.

There was almost no need for him to do anything, and the aura like light spots actively penetrated into his body.

Wen Chuyi couldn't tell what it was like, but felt his body became lighter and lighter, his breathing slowed down unconsciously, and his whole body entered a mysterious and mysterious state, and the aura gathered in the dantian to form a vortex The nebula is getting warmer and brighter.

brighter?

"Huh?" Wen Chu's eyes moved slightly, and he really felt that the light was getting brighter and brighter. At the same time, it gave him a strangely familiar feeling. He struggled to open his eyes, and the next moment, tears flowed down his face.

Stimulated by the bright light in front of you.

Although he only opened his eyes for a moment, he still sensed the source of the light—the big red lucky underpants that he had almost forgotten!

[Drip, there is plenty of aura, and the remaining two auras of "good brothers" and "good sisters" are opened for the host]

A mechanical notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind, making Wen Chuyi dazed for a moment, what aura?No, it should be what is the voice in his head? !Why did this sound full of future high technology appear in the ancient world of cultivating immortals, this beaver! ?

It's a pity that the mechanical voice didn't move after saying this sentence. No matter how Wen Chuyi called, he didn't respond. Even if he rubbed the red underpants, he didn't find anything like a chip. s things.

It's outrageous!

Just when he was about to light the fire and watch it, a notification sound similar to Alipay's money arriving suddenly sounded, and then two paragraphs of introduction text about the two halos were stuffed into his mind.

The halo of good brothers - where the halo radiates, all males, males, will have a feeling of hating each other and hitting it off with the host, and want to become the host's good brothers for life.

The halo of good sisters—where the halo radiates, all women, females, will have a feeling of sympathy, closeness and trust for the host, and want to be the host's best friend for a lifetime.

Wen Chuyi fell into deep thought after reading it. This reminded him that this is not a purely immortal essay, but a dangerous gaygay essay. The halo of this good brother can at least guarantee his personal safety in this world, but the halo of the good sister is what happened?

He doesn't want to develop any girlfriend relationship at all!

As soon as Wen Chu thought of going shopping with a group of girls arm in arm, goosebumps instantly stood up, and he quickly shook his head to shake off the picture of ghosts and animals in his mind, feeling terrified, daba daba!

It may be that the impact of the pictures of ghosts and animals is so powerful that Wen Chuyi didn't even have a sense of surprise when he broke through into Qi. Even when he sat in the classroom and listened to the teacher's history of the development of Xuanjianzong and the main forces of the continents today, he was displeased. Like a wilted cabbage.

Suddenly feeling someone poked his arm, Wen Chuyi turned his head and found that it was Wang Qi, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, no, that's right, isn't it just that entering the qi is slower, and you're not the only one, you don't have to do this..." Halfway through speaking, Wang Qi's face twisted for a moment as if he had bitten his tongue, and he turned his face away suddenly , the eyes are unbelievable, what the hell is he talking about!

Wen Chuyi didn't understand what he said, but suddenly he thought of the halo of "good brother" above his head, so there was a reasonable explanation for Wang Qi's abnormal behavior.

No, no, it’s so powerful.

Just as Wen Chuyi was sighing, his ears keenly caught a word - Sleeping Sword Valley.

"When your cultivation level reaches the perfection of entering Qi, the sect will open the Sleeping Sword Valley for you." Feeling that the eyes of the disciples were all focused on him, the teacher stroked his beard with satisfaction, and continued, "Mian Sword Valley is one of the most important places in our sect, and with a long history, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the foundation of our sect."

"There are thousands of swords sleeping in the valley. There are predecessors who have fallen back to the sword, elders and disciples of various generations have obtained it from various places, and there is even a sword left by the ancestor Feisheng. In short, after entering, it depends on your fate with the sword. If you didn’t choose a suitable natal spirit sword this time, or if your cultivation level didn’t reach the perfection of energy entering, you’ll have to wait until next time to go in with the new disciples.”

"The Sleeping Sword Valley will be opened next month. I hope all the disciples will practice diligently, and then they will be able to find the spiritual sword that suits their own destiny."

As soon as Wen Chu heard the news, his head didn't hurt and his waist didn't hurt anymore. He came back to life, the natal spirit sword!This is the standard equipment for cultivating immortals!He has been hungry for a long time!

After class, Wen Chuyi didn't go back immediately, this time he was going to Zangshuge to have a look.

The Zangshu Pavilion built inside Qian Xuetang occupies a very large area. Standing below, Wen Chuyi counted with his head up. There are nine floors in total, and they get smaller as they go up. It looks like a tower from a distance. The top of the tower is a golden crown. The big beads on the top of the body glow faintly with the same golden light in the sunlight.

On the outer wall of Zangshu Pavilion, there are colorful pictures of the ascension of immortals, flying flowers and colorful luan. It is very lively, but it does not match the rigorous atmosphere around it.

Wisps of sunlight shone through the mahogany carved window into the quiet attic. Wen Chuyi could enter the first five floors of the Library Pavilion with the token of an inner disciple. Very strict.

The first and second floors are full of geography and history books, the third floor is anecdotes and various information books, the fourth and fifth floors are mostly yellow-rank exercises, and occasionally there may be low-grade exercises of the mysterious rank, although there is a high probability that they are Some tasteless exercises,

In class, when the teacher talked about the Xizhou forces, they mentioned that they have the so-called power of blood, that is, the special ability to transform into various beasts. At that time, Wen Chu was taken aback when he heard that, isn't this a beastman?

Are there other races then? !

Out of curiosity, he came to Zangshuge to look for related books.

Wen Chuyi turned through the last page. I don’t know which brother or sister wrote it. It’s a pamphlet called Experience and Comprehension, which is actually a record of complaints. I feel that I have a better understanding of Zangshuge.

Putting the booklet back in place, Wen Chuyi searched slowly according to the index, but he couldn't find the book, but saw an acquaintance who was lazily basking in the sun.

"Fu Jiuli?" The young man was lying on the clean floor with a book covering his face, only his white chin was exposed. Wen Chuyi called out tentatively, but there was no response. He approached and squatted down, holding the book Gently lift it up, revealing the sleeping face of a teenager drooling like a river.

Wen Chuyi: ... This man is at ease wherever he goes.

Their new disciple was divided into two classes. He and Fu Jiuli were assigned to different classes, and they hadn't seen each other for several days. They came here to say hello, but they didn't expect him to sleep so soundly.

Wen Chuyi put the book back on his back, but still didn't disturb his sleep.

When turning the corner, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of Fu Jiuli, and saw a cloud of white flash behind his back very quickly when he turned over, and disappeared before Wen Chu took a closer look.

"...Maybe it's dazzled." Wen Chuyi looked up, and the platinum beam of light shone in from the hollowed-out window. Maybe it was just sunlight. Thinking about it, he didn't care too much.

""Encyclopedia of Species in the World of No Return"?" Pulling out the books that Houdi and Brick had together, Wen Chuyi flipped through them roughly, saw the classification of monsters, demons, and even diagrams, and decided immediately. it's gone.

After finding the book he wanted to read, Wen Chu left after registering the borrowing record.

In this way, Wen Chuyi supplemented the knowledge of this world while practicing hard, and finally broke through to the Great Perfection on the date of the opening of Sleeping Sword Valley.

Don't look at how easy it is to rise from the early stage to the Dzogchen, but it takes a lot of time and experience to accumulate from the Dzogchen to the foundation-building stage. exhausted.

Thanks to the knowledge he gained these days, he knew that since the Great War of Gods and Demons that shook the world thousands of years ago, the aura has gradually declined. Up to now, only the major sects can still maintain a relatively strong aura. At that time, it was equivalent to a hundred times dilution.

The monks gradually faded out of the eyes of the world, and only a few powerful families in the empire still had contact with the monks.

This time it was still Ye Cheng who led them to Sleeping Sword Valley. He was still as serious and serious as when he first saw him, with no expression on his handsome face. After leading them to the place, he threw a token from his sleeve, the token Throwing it in the air seemed to have touched an invisible barrier, and it was instantly swallowed up like a swamp.

The next moment, a mountain-like boulder gradually dissipated like a phantom, and a shocking valley appeared in front of everyone.

"Sleep Sword Valley is opened for half an hour, and the consequences will be at your own risk."

"Wow, so many swords." Fu Jiuli did not know when he stood beside him and sighed while looking at the scene in the valley.

Wen Chuyi also showed surprise, nodded, and echoed, "Indeed."

Although they could only glimpse a corner of the valley from the outside, it was enough for them to be shocked. The red soil could not see any green, and it was covered with swords of various shapes, and even the steep cliffs were full of swords, chilling the bloody people. The breath rushed towards them like a stormy sea.

Wen Chuyi and Fu Jiuli went in together, but the moment they stepped into the valley, he was the only one left around. With a lot of experience, Wen Chuyi is now much calmer in the face of this situation.

I'm no longer the old me, here I come,

Walking on the only path without a sword inserted, Wen Chuyi looked left, right, up and down, only regretting that he didn't have two more eyes, he couldn't see at all!Having said that, he divided his mind a little, and remembered the scene in the book when the protagonist was sent to Sleeping Sword Valley:

What is the sound of thousands of swords, the whole valley is in turmoil, what is the saber left by the ancestor Feisheng, anyway, the movement is so loud, it gives enough pomp for the protagonist.

Harm, he doesn't expect to contract any arrogant famous sword, an ordinary one is fine.

Wen Chuyi was very thoughtful, but he missed a little bit. Seeing that he was about to reach the exit, none of the swords responded to him!None!

Wen Chuyi was shocked.

Wen Chuyi decided to rely on his own strength, picked a sword that looked pleasing to the eye nearby, held the hilt with both hands, pulled it, pulled it, and pulled it again, good guy, he used all his breastfeeding strength, but the sword still didn't move at all.

"...I don't believe it!" He hurriedly changed the next one, but couldn't pull it out; changed another one, but still couldn't pull it out, just when he was sweating profusely and was about to pull out a sword, a sharp whistle sounded in the valley. Reverberation—half an hour has arrived.

There were two groups of people standing outside the valley, one group found the natal spirit sword, and the other group did not.The two are easy to distinguish. For example, someone like Wen Chuyi who has widowed eyes and a gloomy expression just hasn't found the natal spirit sword.

But there are exceptions. For example, Fu Jiuli, who stood among the "no" group, had a rosy face and even smiled and waved when he saw Wen Chuyi.

Wen Chuyi was slightly stunned, and the dark clouds above his head suddenly dispersed, like seeing the moon through the clouds.That's right, it doesn't matter if he doesn't, at worst, wait ten years later, or he can collect materials to create a unique sword himself!

The mood suddenly brightened, and he stepped forward to find Fu Jiuli.

"Junior Brother Wen, you're going in the wrong direction." Ye Cheng called him suddenly.

"Ah? No?" Wen Chuyi turned around, thinking that Ye Cheng had read it wrong, so he explained, "Senior Brother Ye, I didn't find the natal spirit sword."

"You have." Ye Cheng's eyes slid down and landed on Wen Chuyi's ankle.

Wen Chuyi lowered his head, a long index finger, and a small black wooden stick followed his heels like a ghost.

"..." Wen Chuyi pinched the toothpick-shaped sword and held it up in front of his eyes. Is this a sword?I don't read much, so don't lie to me.

How does this work, pick your teeth?

After going through ups and downs in mood, Wen Chuyi bid farewell to Fu Jiuli in a trance, and returned to Haojia Peak.Sitting in the yard to diverge thinking, holding a small black lottery in his hand, thinking about it better, maybe after contracting it, it can be like Monkey King's golden cudgel, which can become bigger, smaller and more beautiful.

Thinking of this, the fingertips holding the little black stick unconsciously exerted force, and the sharp point pierced the skin instantly. The moment the bright red blood came into contact with the little black stick, it disappeared.

Wen Chuyi, on the other hand, felt that there was a mysterious connection with the little black sign, and it appeared in his hand with a thought.

Disappear, appear, disappear, appear.

Just can't get bigger!

Wen Chuyi: ...OK, fine!