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"Senior brother, I don't know your name yet?" Ling Yan asked the white-robed man in front of him while holding the honey pot and scooping out the golden honey inside with a small spoon.There was a little pomelo-colored honey on the well-shaped lips, which had a charming honey-like luster.

Qi Wuming pointed to his mouth, signaling not to waste it.

"Cheng Wuming." Chou Wuming replied, not thinking of hiding it.

Ling Yan smiled and said: "My name is Ling Yan, 'Ling' from the high ambition, and 'Yan' from the number of Dayan." He also introduced his name to the other party.

"Yeah." Qi Wuming nodded slightly, showing that he knew.

When Qi Wuming brought Ling Yan back to Wuyi Sword Sect, he didn't name him.He originally wanted to wait for the suzerain to give the child a blessed name after he left the customs.In the realm of comprehension, what Da Neng said is often inextricably linked with his fate in the dark.Named by a respected orthodox monk, it can bring blessings to children.

However, after waiting and waiting, the suzerain still did not leave the customs.On the contrary, Ling Yan learned to speak and walk ahead of time, and even gave himself a pretty nice name - "Ling Yan".

For the first time in history, a baby named itself.

"This child is early wisdom." Elder Wang once sighed like this.

"He said he found it in a dictionary at random." Teng Wuming just smiled.

……

Ling - Yan.

Teng Wuming slowly and silently recited these two words countless times in his heart, and chewed them carefully between his lips and teeth when he felt that they were not enough.

"By the way, Brother Cheng, do you have any wish?" Ling Yan asked casually, raising his head, looking at Cheng Wuming with a pair of bright black eyes.

Currently facing Qi Wuming, the system did not turn on the green light, so Ling Yan just asked casually during the chat.Of course, if the other party's wish is relatively simple, Ling Yan is also willing to help fulfill it.

"Is there a wish?" Teng Wuming pondered, "No. I am busy in the herb garden every day, and I have no worries, and I have nothing to worry about. Day by day, the days go on so peacefully. If If I want to say a wish, I hope that someone can grow up healthy and happy."

"Then... I wish him to grow up healthily and happily according to brother's wish." Ling Yan said sincerely.

After saying that, he finished the black medicinal soup left in the porcelain bowl in one go, and before his tongue noticed the monstrous bitterness, he scooped a large spoonful of honey into his mouth.

The remaining medicine soup in the mouth is entangled with the honey hatchback, opening the sweet and bitter mode.Fortunately, honey is very sweet, and the sweetness overcomes the bitterness, Ling Yan frowned.

"Senior brother, I've finished drinking the medicine." Ling Yan said while jumping off the bed, "This time I really troubled senior brother. Senior brother has worked hard."

"It doesn't matter. Be more careful when improving your cultivation base in the future." Qi Wuming instructed.

"...I will." Ling Yan laughed dryly, then promised.This promotion was actually an accident for Ling Yan. He really didn't expect that he, who relied on the system to upgrade, would be influenced by the inner demon.

Mistake, Ling Yan could only sigh in his heart.

Cheng Wuming sent Ling Yan to the door all the way.Along the way, Ling Yan found that there were suddenly many people in white robes in the medicinal herb garden. He still vaguely remembered that when he came here, it was quiet and there was only one person named Wuming.

Did the disciples in the herb garden start working the night shift?Ling Yan thought to himself.

"There's no need to send any more." Ling Yan said to Qi Wuming who was beside him when he arrived at the entrance of the medicinal herb garden.

At this time, it was already evening, night fell, the sky was dark blue, and a few lonely stars twinkled in the distant sky.The moon was covered by dark clouds, and there was no leakage of light.Looking around, Lingyao Mountain is so dark that you can't see your fingers.The dense bamboo forest rustled under the blowing of the night wind, as if a beast would leap out of it at any moment, open its mouth wide, and swallow the person walking at night in one gulp.

However, as a 19-year-old male from modern times, Ling Yan is not afraid of ghosts, beasts, and dark nights.What is it to walk alone at night, even if he is asked to take nineteen erhas to walk at night, he is not afraid.

He looked at the dark and shadowy road in front of him, and expressed that he was not timid at all, and he was about to move forward.

"Wait a minute," Qi Wuming called him, took out a portable lantern from the storage space, and handed it to Ling Yan, "It's too dark. It's better to carry a lantern to be safe. Don't fall."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Ling Yan didn't refuse, and took the lantern graciously, "Tomorrow, I will come and return it."

……

Bright light shot out from the lantern, illuminating the darkness around Ling Yan.The night wind blows across the land, the slender grass blades are swaying, and the flames in the lanterns are also swaying from side to side, making the sides of the road flickering.

At this time, Ling Yan had left the Lingyao Mountain and was rushing to his residence.The surroundings are no longer endless green bamboo forests, but evergreen trees with intertwined branches and leaves.The leaves rubbed against each other, as if there were little bugs whispering among them.The slender and long branches stretch out in the dark night, illuminated by the light of the lantern, the shadows on the ground are like a group of demons dancing wildly, full of ghosts.

Ling Yan tightened his coat, he was a little cold.

He secretly decided in his heart: When the outer sect competition is over, the first thing he will do is to go to the library to learn the art of controlling the sword.Walking on two legs is too slow.

If he can control the sword, he can go back to the place where he lives with a swish.

Having nothing to do, Ling Yan clicked on the system interface, only to find that his cultivation points had not increased.He clearly told the white-robed brother in the herb garden who came in to exchange tea that I like you, but the system didn't give him any rewards for his cultivation.

Ling Yan hurriedly called the system: "System, system! Is the server delayed again?"

The system replies: "No. Everything on the server is normal."

"Then what's going on?"

"Repeated confession to the same person does not increase cultivation points."

"But..." Ling Yan was puzzled.

He also thought of the 88 people who confessed frantically during his ninth level of qi training.Maybe the white-robed brother who changed the tea is also holding a position in some places in the outer door?And then he accidentally already told him I like you?

Apart from this conjecture, Ling Yan couldn't think of any other explanation.System decisions are generally less likely to be wrong.

Alas, forget it, there are only about ten points of cultivation.As long as you complete Task [-] once, you can add [-] cultivation points, Ling Yan comforted himself.

Suddenly, a bright green light shone in front of Ling Yan's eyes.

This light was so abrupt in the night when no one was around, that Ling Yan immediately recognized that it was the reminder light given to him by the system.

Task two!specific person!

One hundred cultivation points!

Ling Yan's eyes lit up, and he carried the lantern and ran towards the direction of the light.The hem of the robe fluttered in the wind, making a fluttering sound.

The requirement of task [-] is to fulfill the wish of a specific character.According to the system, the specific characters seem to have great randomness, that is, they randomly appear around Ling Yan.

If you miss this time, Ling Yan doesn't know when will be the next time he meets a specific person.Maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, maybe next year.

In short, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again.

When Ling Yan was running towards the green light, the green light kept approaching him.Ling Yan was overjoyed immediately.

Is there anything more joyful than running towards yourself with your cultivation points?

A person dressed as an inner sect disciple appeared in Ling Yan's sight. He was wearing a sky blue robe and a purple gold crown on his head. His face was as pale as paper, with a faint black cyan glow.

Ling Yan recognized that this was the senior brother who had issued him the ID card before.Because the other party's complexion was too strangely pale, Ling Yan couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

"Senior Brother, why are you still walking outside at this late hour?" Ling Yan greeted very naturally.

Wuyi Sword Sect has no curfew at night, and whether to go to bed early or not depends entirely on the self-consciousness of the disciples.Therefore, it is not uncommon to stay up late to cultivate immortals, and it is not a strange thing to go out for a walk at night.

But it's really late now.Ling Yan raised his eyes to look at the mountains in the distance, and found that the visibility was only 500 meters.

"I'm looking for someone." Ju Wuyou replied.

Ling Yan then asked again: "Have you found that brother? Do you need my help?"

"I found it." In the thick night, Ju Wuyou took a deep look at Ling Yan and smiled silently.

After that, the two exchanged pleasantries again.Ling Yan asked most of the questions, while Ju Wuyou gave a brief response.After asking Ju Wuyou's name and knowing that he was on the same journey as him, Ling Yan was even more excited.

"Senior Brother Wuyou, are we going the same way?"

"Yes." Ju Wuyou grinned quietly, revealing her white teeth with a terrifying smile.

However, due to the cover of the night, Ling Yan couldn't see the expression on Ju Wuyou's face clearly.

In the silent night, a little orange light swayed left and right on the deserted road.The two figures stretched and swayed behind the two of them, sometimes long and sometimes short, like pedestrians struggling at night who were entangled by ghosts and ghosts, but they didn't know who was the ghost, who was the human, and who was the prey that was being targeted.

Holding the lantern, Ling Yan walked side by side with Ju Wuyou, chatting with him from time to time.In the process, he calmly turned the topic to wish, and made a lot of verbal preparations for this.For example, "The night is so beautiful tonight", "People always want something in the world", "You see, there are only two of us here, why don't we talk about life and the wishes hidden in our hearts"...

"So... Senior Brother Ju, do you have any wish?" Ling Yan asked with a smile.

"I want to take someone back and lock him up." Ju Wuyou replied seriously.

Ling Yan:! ! !

"..." Ling Yan suppressed the strange feeling that suddenly rose in his heart, and tried to respond to Ju Wuyou in a normal tone, "Oh? What's the name of that person?"

Ju Wuyou stopped in his tracks, stared straight at Ling Yan in front of him, curled up the corners of his mouth, and stretched his facial muscles to make the biggest smile a normal person could do. Apart from that, he didn't make any other movements.

At this moment, Ling Yan felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast that was determined to win.

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small theater:

Ling Yan: Brother Ju Wuyou, what is your wish?I can help you finish it!

Ju Wuyou: I want to take you back and lock you up.

Ling Yan: ...Brother dei, this wish of yours is beyond my reach.