The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

Lu Shi thought that her relationship with Lu Ciyan as master and disciple had eased somewhat since that day, so she took the opportunity to lift the confinement order on Lu Ciyan.

In order to have a better relationship with him, she would even go to his cabin every afternoon to stay for a while. Although she wanted to keep an eye on him, it was also for his own good.

However, things did not go as smoothly as she imagined.

That day, Lu Shi had just sat down in the cabin for a short while when he suddenly heard Lu Ciyan ask bluntly, "Master, are you worried about me, or are you secretly monitoring me?"

Lu Ciyan said this bluntly, and Lu Shi was not even prepared at all, and his face froze for a moment.

The other person's eyes were as bright as a mirror, as if he could see through everything and understand Lu Shi's secret.

Lu Shi was surprised that he had such a feeling.

After a moment of silence, she decided not to lie, and she felt it was okay to tell the truth, so she simply answered frankly: "Both."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shi saw that Lu Ciyan's originally bright eyes suddenly seemed to lose their luster, and became dull and lifeless, and a strong aura of death emanated from his whole body.

Lu Shi keenly noticed that his condition was a little abnormal. Just as he was about to step forward to inquire about the situation, he was suddenly interrupted by a cold voice.

"Master, please go back." Lu Ciyan's voice came with a barely perceptible tremor, as if he was trying hard to suppress some emotion.

He quickly buried his head deep in the soft quilt, as if trying to avoid other people's probing gazes.

When Lu Shi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently and turned to leave.

From that day on, she never set foot in the small wooden house where Lu Ciyan lived.

The relationship between the two seemed to cool down again.

Lu Shi has always been tired of dealing with complicated interpersonal relationships, especially when facing someone as unpredictable as Lu Ciyan.

So, she simply chose to stay in her cave, announcing to the outside world that she was practicing in seclusion and refusing visitors.

This has become her usual way of dealing with social situations.

In the past, whenever she didn't want to interact with others, she would use this trick. Most of the time, the people she stopped in this way were Lu Ciyan and Ming Changxiu. As for other people, they rarely came to her on their own initiative.

This time she also stopped Lu Ciyan, although the other party would most likely not come to find her.

But unexpectedly, after two days of seclusion, Lu Ciyan suddenly came to apologize.

Lu Shi didn't know what his plan was, so after hesitating for a moment, he let him in. After all, it would be more troublesome if this guy went out and wandered around.

This time, Lu Ciyan's attitude was very good. He apologized for his past actions and for his disrespectful attitude towards his master the day before yesterday.

"Master, will you forgive me?" Lu Ciyan spoke earnestly and his eyes were sincere, and there was really no sign of pretense.

Lu Shi even had an illusion that the person she was tasked with was finally normal.

So she answered without hesitation: "You are my only disciple, so I will not blame you."

Lu Ciyan's eyes were like stars. He walked over and hugged Lu Shi like when he was a child, and rested his head gently on Lu Shi's shoulder.

Lu Shi's body stiffened for a moment.

This kind of intimate physical contact had become rare since Lu Ciyan started rebelling. Now that Lu Ciyan had grown up, such intimate actions seemed a little inappropriate...

But Lu Shi felt that it was not necessary, after all, he had watched him grow up.

As his thoughts raced, Lu Shi slowly let go of his worries and hesitations, and did not reach out to push Lu Ciyan away.

On the contrary, she gently stretched out her right hand and patted Lu Ciyan's back gently, as if comforting a wronged child, conveying silent care and comfort.

Feeling Lu Shi's slightly stiff response, a smile spread across Lu Ciyan's entire face, and only a hint of evil was hidden in his ink-black eyes.

Afterwards, Lu Shi’s retreat was suddenly and inexplicably lifted, and Lu Ciyan could come and go in Lu Shi’s cave freely.

Most of the time, Lu Ciyan was alone in the cave practicing his skills, while Lu Shi often sat quietly beside him, holding a book in his hands, reading the words attentively.

The atmosphere in the cabin was quiet and peaceful, with only the occasional sound of turning pages and the slight noise made by Lu Ci Yan practicing his skills intertwined together to form a unique melody.

Not to mention, Lu Shi really looked like a cold and aloof master when she was reading, if you ignored the fact that she was reading a book about love between men and women.

At this time, Lu Ciyan, who had been practicing for a long time, stopped and sat next to Lu Shi as usual, holding his cheek and looking at her intently.

Seeming a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, Lu Shi adjusted his posture slightly, revealing the name of the storybook in his hand.

It’s the same book I read last time. I didn’t read it for a few days and just opened it again recently.

After seeing this, Lu Ciyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice trailed off, with a hint of profound meaning: "Master, have you finished reading all my storybooks?"

Lu Shi coughed lightly a few times to hide the embarrassment of being caught by the person involved, and shook his head gently as if nothing had happened, "Not yet."

"Then Master can see faster."

Lu Ciyan seemed to be speaking casually, his fingertips inadvertently brushing across the pile of randomly placed notebooks, picking them up one by one and arranging them neatly.

He placed one of the unnamed notebooks on the top, and Lu Shi could easily reach it by just reaching out.

……

Three days later, the Qingxu Sect's ten-year disciple selection competition officially began. Disciples who came to participate in the selection had to go through layers of levels before they could finally enter the sect and become disciples of the various great Dao Lords.

Lu Ciyan is no longer at the age where he likes to join in the fun. Instead of wasting time, he would rather spend more time communicating and developing relationships with his master.

But there were always people trying to pull him over.

Unable to resist Fu Xu's endless nagging, Lu Ciyan finally followed him.

"Junior brother, I heard from my master that you got into trouble again a few days ago?" Fu Xu asked Lu Ciyan curiously.

Lu Ciyan shook his head expressionlessly and denied it flatly: "No, I just went to get revenge."

Hearing this answer, Fu Xu raised his eyebrows and showed a look of obvious disbelief.

He jokingly said, "Oh, so according to you, every time you went out before, it was to seek revenge? Could it be that you have so many enemies that you can't even count them all?"

Lu Ciyan had no way to refute this. He crossed his arms over his chest, pursed his lips tightly, and looked stern, as if he wanted to keep strangers away. Fu Xu's teeth began to ache when he saw this.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you now, with a stern face all day long, you look like an icy beauty!"

"I remember how adorable you were as a child, with a soft, cute face and eyes that curved like crescent moons when you smiled. You're nothing like you are now, becoming more and more serious. You're almost catching up with our stern Taoist Master Xinglan!"

Hearing this, Lu Ciyan raised his chin slightly, glanced at Fu Xu with a cold look, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "I'm happy to."

Fu Xu suddenly clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.

This guy really looked like he deserved a beating. He really didn't want to admit that this was his soft and cute little junior brother. The difference was too big.

"Aren't we going to join in the fun? Come on, let's go to the front row so we can see more clearly." Lu Ciyan said as he walked, and soon left Fu Xu behind, with no intention of waiting for him at all.

Fu Xu took a few deep breaths, exhaled heavily, then patted his chest and spoke words of comfort to himself, and finally followed.

At this time, the disciples were challenging various levels. There was a huge floating mirror above the huge open space, through which one could see the performance of each disciple.

It was a cloud ladder. Lu Ciyan felt that it looked very familiar, as if he had climbed it before, but it was completely different.

The cloud ladder rises from the foot of the mountain and has a total of one thousand steps. It is hidden in the clouds and mist. Every hundred steps correspond to a natural disaster, and every three hundred steps there is a magic mirror, such as a test of the inner demon, a test of will or a test of character.

These were all different from the ones Lu Ciyan had climbed before. He couldn't help but feel curious and looked at the disciples who were passing the levels in the mirror with great interest.

Before they knew it, a long time had passed before someone finally reached the top of the ladder.

He was a young man who looked about the same age as Lu Ciyan, and was also the one Lu Ciyan favored the most when watching the competition.

This man was wearing coarse linen clothes and had a determined look in his eyes, which won him the admiration of many people. Even Ming Changxiu couldn't help but show his admiration.

Afterwards, more and more people successfully reached the top of the mountain.

As time passed bit by bit, by the final deadline, more than a dozen disciples had passed the test and successfully reached the top.

Those who had not reached the top but had climbed the 500 steps were lucky enough to stay. As for the remaining disciples, they had no choice but to be eliminated.

What follows is the scene of people competing for people on the major mountains.

The disciple who reached the summit first showed exceptional talent and naturally became the focus of competition among many peak masters and elders.

However, Lu Ciyan gradually lost interest in the scene before him.

He turned to Fu Xu beside him and whispered, "I'm leaving first." Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd, and a disciple shouted, "It's Taoist Xinglan!"

Lu Ciyan suddenly stopped and turned around, and the snow-white figure came into his sight.

Her expression was softer than ever before. She stood quietly in front of the disciple in coarse linen, leaning forward slightly, and her voice was like melting ice.

"Xu Chenjue, are you willing to become my disciple?"