When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Seeing that he had not caught up, Jinling turned around to look at him. Seeing that he was watching the disciples practicing in the training ground, he also stopped there and watched for a while.

Soon, people on the parade ground noticed them, and many of them turned their heads slightly to look over here.

"Concentrate on practicing, don't move around!"

"yes…!!"

Wei Wuxian recalled the time when Madam Yu urged them to practice martial arts on the field. Although he was always scolded and punished at that time, now that he thinks about it carefully, that time playing with his fellow disciples was actually the most comfortable and the one he missed the most.

At this time, the person who looked like the chief disciple in the training ground came over and bowed to the two of them: "Senior Wei, Sect Master Jin."

Wei WuXian returned the greeting.

The man said, "I am the eldest brother of the disciples of Lotus Pier. The sect master is ill, so I am the one who leads them in practicing martial arts."

Wei WuXian nodded and patted the man’s shoulder with satisfaction: “Not bad, not bad, very dignified.”

Being praised by Wei WuXian, the man scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I have heard about your deeds since I was a child, and I admire you very much. I wonder if you can give us some advice."

"Me?" Wei Wuxian pointed at himself.

The man nodded heavily with an expectant look on his face: "We all fully recognize your abilities. It would be a lifetime honor for us to receive your guidance."

This person's words made Wei Wuxian feel shy. It's not that no one has praised him. On the contrary, there are many people who have praised him since he was a child, but there are not many who have praised him with such sincere admiration.

Wei WuXian agreed, took the teaching stick from his hand and came to the front of the disciples. They stopped their horse stance and surrounded him.

Wei Wuxian told him the key points and techniques for sword practice, and then he held the stick as a sword in one hand and formed a sword with the other. He turned his body slightly to the left, and drew a circle with both hands from the left front to the right. His right hand went to the right side and back... His eyes were firm, and he looked forward...

Every move Wei Wuxian performed was as standard as if it was taken from a book. The teaching stick in his hand seemed to have really turned into a sword in his hand, shining with a cold light and looking awe-inspiring, becoming an extraordinary object.

After finishing the move, Wei WuXian put the sword behind his back and turned to face them. In an instant, thunderous applause rang out around them. Even Jin Ling, who usually disdained to make a noise, clapped his hands.

"Too amazing!!" "Except for the Sect Master, this is the first time I've seen someone use the Jiang family swordsmanship so well." "That's right!"

Suddenly, amid the admiration of the crowd, a discordant voice sounded, in a childish voice: "How can this person know the swordsmanship of the Yunmeng Jiang family?"

In an instant, the hands of those who were clapping stopped stiffly in mid-air, and the mouths of those who were cheering and praising opened for a long time but no sound came out.

Wei WuXian looked in the direction of the voice, and after staring for a long time, he finally saw a small boy who was thinner and two heads shorter than the surrounding disciples.

The eldest disciple walked over and picked him up like a chicken, then slapped the back of the kid's head. The slap seemed very powerful, but it was just a bluff: "Shut up!"

The child thought he had said something wrong and quickly covered his mouth, staring at Wei WuXian with his big, round eyes.

The eldest disciple quickly apologized to Wei Wuxian: "Senior Wei, I'm sorry, this child was picked up on the street when the sect master was out a month ago, and he can't even recognize all of us."

Wei WuXian said, “Nothing.”

He walked up to the child and squatted down: "How old are you this year? What's your name?"

Wei Wuxian's appearance was good and he was very approachable. He became even more approachable when he spoke in a calm tone. The child looked at him without showing any fear. Instead, he laughed and said, "Nine years old. My name is Shixian, Jiang Shixian, given to me by Sect Leader Jiang."

“Sixian.” Wei Wuxian repeated this in his mind. He was silent for a while. This child was nine years old just like him when Uncle Jiang picked him up. It was no exaggeration to say that they really looked alike. Very alike…

He touched the child's head and said, "My name is Wei Wuxian, and I'm your Sect Leader Jiang's..." Wei Wuxian paused at this point. He suddenly didn't know what identity he should introduce himself as Jiang Cheng.

Jin Ling, who was standing beside him, said for him: "Brother."

Wei Wuxian looked up at him in surprise, while Jin Ling glared at him with the same disappointment he had shown to Jiang Cheng just now.

Wei WuXian found it somewhat amusing and thought: This damn kid.

After Jiang Sixian heard Jin Ling's words, he stared at Wei Wuxian's face and muttered twice: "Brother...Brother..."

Wei WuXian asked jokingly, "Why? Did Jiang Cheng mention me to you?"

At this moment, Jiang Sixian's little brain was working rapidly. After a few seconds, he slapped his head and said, "I remember the day when Sect Master Jiang brought me back, he seemed to have said something... Envy... Um... something about brothers or something."

Wei WuXian was stunned for a moment, then asked, “Did he really say that?”

Jiang Sixian nodded his head vigorously: "That's what the sect leader said, but I forgot what he said afterwards."

Wei WuXian said: “It’s okay, it’s okay, you’re already great.”

At this time, someone at the gate of the training ground's fence called him, "Wei Ying."

When Wei Wuxian saw that the man was Lan Zhan, he stood up, ran forward, pounced on him and hung on him, while Lan Wangji opened his arms and held him steadily to prevent him from falling.

The sudden posture shocked all the disciples, especially Xiao Sixian, who stared with wide eyes at the scene of the two hugging each other.

Seeing this, the eldest disciple quickly covered his eyes.

Xiao Sixian muttered in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

The eldest disciple hurriedly explained: "Don't look at anything indecent, don't watch anything indecent, especially children."

Xiao Sixian said "oh" obediently, but he actually didn't know what it meant to "not look at what is inappropriate".

Wei WuXian jumped up and put his arms around his neck and said, "Lan Zhan, why are you here?"

Lan Wangji said, "Looking for you."

Wei WuXian’s fingers curled up a strand of hair in front of him, circling it slightly: “What do you want to see me for? Why, after just a short while, do you miss me so much?”

People who practice cultivation have excellent hearing ability, and Wei Wuxian has no intention of concealing the sound.

When the young men over there heard Wei Wuxian's words, they all opened their mouths wide in shock. They all knew that Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were a Taoist couple, but they had never seen them flirt like this in public before.

Jin Ling held his forehead with one hand helplessly. Wei Wuxian had once publicly said that he wanted to sleep with Han Guang-jun. He had heard words that were a hundred times more explosive than what he was hearing now.

Compared with the previous one, his little joke was nothing.