The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

"Cheng Ying, you are not allowed to praise others in the future."

Xu Wangzhi spoke suddenly.

Cheng Ying was stunned: "Why?"

"No reason." Xu Wangzhi got off the couch and straightened his clothes.

Looking at people with such beautiful eyes and speaking such beautiful words, even he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter for a moment.

But Cheng Ying doesn't seem to be conscious at all, and always does such misleading things.

He can be considered to have discovered that the problem lies with Cheng Ying, not him.

No wonder he was always disturbed by his few words.

"Go back." Xu Wangzhi said.

Cheng Ying put away the sofa and coffee table, looked at his back, and guessed what he meant.

"It's okay, I will only praise you from now on, not others." Cheng Ying stepped forward, wanting to take him back like he brought him here last night.

If this is the case, Xu Wangzhi controlled his heartbeat, turned around and smiled helplessly at him: "Forget it, I was just joking with you."

"The weather is fine today, let's take a walk back home." After saying that, Xu Wangzhi turned around and walked towards the suspected road down the mountain.

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and then he took a step to follow.

The news of Xu Wangzhi breaking through the Rainbow Realm was not widely spread, even Fang Jingxuan only found out when he came to ask him for a book on swordsmanship.

"Why did the realm of cultivation improve so quickly?" Fang Jingxuan was also very surprised, "You didn't take any medicine that you shouldn't take?"

Xu Wangzhi took a sip of tea: "Uncle, you're overthinking. I don't know why my cultivation has improved so quickly. Maybe it's just like what Cheng Ying said, I'm a genius."

Fang Jingxuan choked for a moment: "He is too boastful, you really dare to believe it."

Xu Wangzhi smiled.

"Stretch out your hand, let me see if your realm is stable." Fang Jingxuan was still not at ease.

Xu Wangzhi spread out his hands obediently, and Fang Jingxuan directly held his wrist, urging his spiritual power to explore the condition of his spiritual roots.

After a while, Fang Jingxuan withdrew his hand, with a puzzled expression: "The spiritual root is normal, and the spiritual power is running smoothly. It is indeed in the early stage of the rainbow, and it is strange that I cannot enter your sea of ​​consciousness."

People with low realms are generally unable to resist the temptation of people with high realms to their sea of ​​consciousness, but now Fang Jingxuan, who is in the middle of nostalgia, cannot enter Xu Huangzhi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Xu Wangzhi knew very little about practice, so he asked, "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Fang Jingxuan: "It's a good thing. On the one hand, it means that your mind is firm, and on the other hand, your sea of ​​consciousness is stable. Some shady methods from the outside world are useless to you."

Xu Wangzhi nodded.

"By the way, Uncle, I have something to do with you today." Xu Huangzhi started to talk about the business, "In a few days it will be the night of the blood moon, I hope you can accompany me to the secret realm on that day, I am worried that I will The situation with Dad."

Retreating is a very normal thing, Fang Jingxuan didn't understand what he was worried about: "Why are you worried?"

Naturally, Xu Wangzhi couldn't explain to him that according to the plot in the book, Xu Zhong would die on the night of the blood moon.

"Recently some movement from the Demon Sect makes me very uneasy." Xu Wangzhi thought of an excuse.

Fang Jingxuan knew that he had sent someone to track the Mozong's movements, and knowing that Moxiu wanted to assassinate him twice, and Xu was seriously injured, he supported Xu Huangzhi's decision.

Hearing this, Fang Jingxuan only thought that he had found some news: "Okay, I'll accompany you there, do you want to call more people? I haven't told him about the last time Murong Shan called while your father and I were away." Settle the score carefully, if necessary this time, I can ask him to help Feng Qingcheng."

Xu Wangzhi thought for a while, then nodded: "However, don't let him know about the secret realm. In this way, you and Master Murong stay in the city, and Cheng Ying and I will take people to Qingming Mountain. If there is any abnormality, then use the communication spirit jade to ask for help. If you have nothing to do, you should just invite Master Murong to come over as a guest for a few days."

With two seniors in the mid-term nostalgia sitting in the town, if the people from the Mozong plan to make a move as planned in the original book, they should have some scruples. In addition, there is no knife handed over by the original owner this time, and the people from the Mozong are also unknown.

Now that the plot is far from the original book, whether the tragedy of the blood moon night will happen again, Xu Wangzhi actually has a vague idea in his mind, but he is prepared, he dare not take it lightly.

In the original book, the reason why the Demon Sect slaughtered the City Lord's Mansion on the night of the blood moon was because Xu Huangzhi killed a demon cultivator.

In order to save his companion, another demon cultivator who was traveling with him almost hurt Xu Wangzhi. Xu Zhong was furious and sent his subordinates to clean up the disciples of the demon sect in the city.

How could Cao Buning swallow his anger when the Mozong disciple was expelled.

The matter of the Huaiyin Sword Sect came first, and the existence of the great master Mo Jiechen made Cao Buning temporarily avoid the edge. Seriously, to dare to kill and drive away his Demon Sect disciples is too much deception.

So, on the night of the blood moon, the Demon Sect was dispatched, blood flowed into the Fengqing City Lord's Mansion, Xu Zhong was killed, and his sword repairmen were seriously injured. .

The biggest mystery now is, without the previous stories in the original book, why would Mozong follow him?

Xu Wangzhi still can't figure it out.

Returning to Untitled Zhai from Fang Jingxuan's residence, Xu Wangzhi just entered the yard when he saw Cheng Ying leaning on the porch pillar.

Xu Wangzhi: "Waiting for me?"

"Yeah." Cheng Ying saw the book in his hand, "Are you going to start learning swordsmanship?"

Xu Wangzhi walked towards the study and said back to him: "Read the book first, I have no realm now, in fact, even the monks in the early stage of Qishi may not be able to fight well, so I have to hurry up."

Cheng Ying followed behind him: "Maybe it's my delusion, presumptuously, you seem to be in a hurry?"

Hearing this, Xu Wangzhi's footsteps paused, but he didn't intend to hide it from Cheng Ying: "I will participate in the Zongmen Trial Meeting in half a year."

The two entered the study.

"At the Zongmen Trial Meeting, outstanding swordsmen can enter the Sanhe Peak Sword Tomb to choose swords." Xu Huangzhi put the book back on the shelf, "I lack a sword that suits me."

Cheng Ying has skillfully poured a cup of tea for him and himself.

"I'll help you then." Cheng Ying said.

Xu Wangzhi sat down on the couch, he was momentarily dazed when he heard the words, half a year later, the two-year period set by Cao Buning expires, will Cheng Ying still stay by his side?

"Okay." Xu Wangzhi responded, "There is one more thing. On the night of the blood moon in a few days, I would like to invite you to go to Qingming Mountain with me."

Cheng Ying: "Are you worried about the situation of the city lord?"

Xu Wangzhi nodded: "Although the people from Qingjia's side reported that Mozong's movements are calm, I'm still a little worried."

Cheng Ying did not hesitate: "Okay, I will accompany you."

Three days later, Murong Shan was invited to Fengqing City as a guest, while Xu Wangzhi brought Cheng Ying and Xing Ziwei to Qingming Mountain.

Xingziwei was stationed at the bottom of Qingming Mountain, and Cheng Ying led Xu Wangzhi into the secret realm.

"There is plenty of spiritual power here, you can come here to practice if you have time, and your realm will improve faster." Cheng Ying said to Xu Wangzhi.

Xu Wangzhi: "Compared to the realm, what I worry about now is my swordsmanship."

In the past few days, he tried to practice several times according to the content in the book, but he still couldn't find the trick, and most of the time he couldn't even hold the sword steadily.

Cheng Ying: "You seem to like finding answers from books."

Xu Wangzhi thought about it for a while, and it was indeed the case. It may be the inertial thinking left over from his school days.

"What do you mean?" Xu Wangzhi knew that Cheng Ying must have something to say.

While talking, the two of them had already walked to the cave where Xu Zhong retreated, and they were on a piece of green grass.

Cheng Ying drew out the long sword by his side, signaling Xu Wangzhi to also draw his.

"I'm more used to finding answers from actual fights, and you can try it too."

Ever since he started learning swordsmanship, Xu Wangzhi also carried a sword with him, and now he pulled it out following his words: "You want to fight with me?"

Naturally, Cheng Ying didn't mean that: "This is called communication, don't think so."

Xu Wangzhi smiled: "Then come on."

Xu Wangzhi recalled the sword moves he had read in the book, and took the initiative to stab Cheng Ying with his sword, but Cheng Ying just twisted his hand and knocked down the sword in his hand.

Cheng Ying was also stunned for a moment, and took a step forward to pick up the sword on the ground: "Come on, we can move slower."

However, Cheng Ying was slower, but it was still very fast for Xu Wangzhi.

The long sword fell to the ground again, Xu Wangzhi sighed and said: "Forget it, I will practice for a while."

Now he can't even get through a move under Cheng Ying's hands.

Although Cheng Ying is not a swordsman, but during the period of time in the City Lord's Mansion, he sometimes watched the training of the martial arts disciples, and occasionally practiced with Xingjia, so he had some understanding of Xu Zhong's swordsmanship.

After coming down several times, I still found some problems with Xu Wangzhi.

"You have memorized a lot of sword moves." Cheng Ying explained to him, "It's just that you don't know which move can be used to solve which style. This is a question of actual combat. No matter how long you practice by yourself, it is not as good as in a competition with others. There may be a lot to gain.”

Xu Wangzhi knew what he said was right.

"If you don't mind that I'm not a swordsman, I can practice with you in the mansion." Cheng Ying sat down beside him.

Xu Wangzhi had actually thought about the issue of being a training partner before, but Xiang Shan and Xing Jia definitely didn't dare to do anything to him. The disciples in the martial arts field were even more respectful when they saw him. Apart from Fang Jingxuan, Cheng Ying was indeed the best candidate in the mansion. .

But...Xu Wangzhi looked down at the sword in his hand: "Cheng Ying, are you being too kind to me?"

Cheng Ying didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

"Are you being so nice to everyone?" Xu Wangzhi asked again.It was against Jiang Xiannan before, but now it is against him. Isn't he afraid that he will be the second Jiang Xiannan?

"How is that possible." Cheng Ying denied, "You are different."

Xu Wangzhi looked at him sideways, what was different, because "he" saved him?

Cheng Ying: "What are you thinking?"

Xu Wangzhi shook his head: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will not betray you, nor will I let you die for me."

Cheng Ying was taken aback when he heard this. He was talking about the entanglement between him and Jiang Xiannan.

He actually knew...

"Okay." Cheng Ying replied, thinking in his heart that Jiang Xiannan was not even one ten-millionth of him.

But Xu Wangzhi didn't say it clearly, so he wouldn't criticize.

**

The night of the blood moon was spent peacefully amidst the people waiting in full force.

Xu Wangzhi didn't think it was a waste of manpower, after all, this night was too important to Xu Zhong and him.

This is also an important signal, the plot is really different.

Xu Zhong, who was retreating in the secret realm, still has no sign of leaving the customs, and the days in Fengqing City are gradually calming down.

Cheng Ying became Xu Wangzhi's training partner as he said in the secret realm.

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"Be careful."

Xu Wangzhi staggered and couldn't stand firmly, Cheng Ying hurriedly stepped forward to support his waist.

Xiang Shan and Xing Jia stood in the corridor, seeing this scene, they moved their eyes tacitly.

"I'm always having trouble with this move." Xu Wangzhi sighed. As fast as his realm improved, his swordsmanship progressed slowly.

Cheng Ying: "Don't worry, slow down, do it several times, let the body remember it, and then it will be displayed naturally."

Xu Wangzhi sat down on the chair brought by Xiangshan under the porch with some dejection: "It's not the way to always do this."

It has been more than half a month, and he still fights with his left hand and his right hand, and his right foot is mixed with his left foot, as if his limbs are not coordinated.

Xiang Shan silently walked behind him to fan him, while Xing Jia went into the room and brought out tea.

Cheng Ying leaned against the colonnade, frowning slightly: "Otherwise, let's change the method."

"what way?"

Cheng Ying: "Let's make the most of the simplest movements first, and then learn other ones, such as flat cuts."

Xu Wangzhi picked up the sword in his hand and slashed forward lightly: "Is this so?"

Cheng Ying nodded: "Try to condense some spiritual power on the sword, and combine it with peaceful cutting."

Xu Wangzhi thought for a while, stood up, urged the spiritual power in his body to wrap the sword, and slashed towards the open space in front of him.

There was a bang, and all the stone pots for planting flowers and plants in the courtyard burst.

Several people in the corridor were startled.

Cheng Ying was calm as expected: "You have the basic sword energy and sword intent. Now it seems that simpler sword moves are not a big problem."

Xiang Shan's eyes were rounded, Xu Wangzhi's move just now is absolutely impossible for him now.

Transforming spiritual power into sword intent, and then turning it into wounding sword energy, is easy to say, but not easy to do.

Both Xingjia and Xiangshan have practiced one move after another since they were young. For them, there is only one way if they can't remember their sword moves, practice, practice more, practice hard.

My uncle also came to demonstrate the sword technique several times, but my young master practiced it, but the result...was not satisfactory.

It can only be said that my young master's understanding of swordsmanship is really limited.

Now it seems that, on the contrary, as Cheng Ying said, ignoring the constraints of swordsmanship and sword moves seems to be more miraculous.

"Then for the next half month, I will only practice flat chop." Xu Wangzhi set a goal for himself.

Of course, the moves can be simple, but the effect cannot be single.

"But this trick can't be too monotonous."

With direction and ideas, Xu Wangzhi immediately turned back to the study, ready to draw up a practice plan for himself.

Xiang Shan put away the chair and fan, and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and bring some pastries."

Xingjia retreated to the dark place again.

Cheng Ying sheathed his sword and followed Xu Wangzhi from a distance to the study.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xu Wangzhi sitting at the table with paper already spread out.

Seeing him coming in, Xu Wangzhi picked up his pen and wanted to explain his thoughts to him.

"Although the move of Ping Slash is simple, if I can control the spiritual power well, will it produce a different effect? ​​It can be a gust of wind and rain, or it can be a gentle wind and drizzle..."

Cheng Ying didn't expect that his suggestion, which was just for him to proceed step by step, would inspire him to think like this.

"You want to use only one move to deal with everything?" Cheng Ying somewhat understood what he meant.

Xu Wangzhi: "Yes, that's what it means."

Very bold idea.

Facing his affirmative eyes with implicit expectation, Cheng Ying couldn't say any words of shock: "You can try."

If it doesn't work, let's talk.

Seeing his approval, Xu Wangzhi immediately sat down and refined his thoughts: "Let Xiangshan find some wooden stakes and stone pillars... Untitled Zhai is too small, I want a special training ground..."

Cheng Ying listened to his thoughts and occasionally offered some suggestions.

A few days ago, the sword practice was not going well, Xu Wangzhi was depressed, and Cheng Ying actually noticed it.It's just that cultivation is a matter of personal understanding, and there is a limit to what he can help.

Now this is a good breakthrough.

……

On this day, Cheng Ying came back to Untitled Zhai from Qingming Mountain, just in time to bump into Xu Wangzhi and Xiang Shan going out.

"Cheng Ying, you are back." Xu Wangzhi stopped walking.

Cheng Ying: "Going out?"

"It's in the mansion. Uncle asked someone to build a Xuanling Pond in the back mountain. We are planning to go soak for a while. If you are interested, you can go there if you have time." Xu Huangzhi explained.

Cheng Ying frowned, and glanced at Xiang Shan: "You want to take a bath together?"

Xiang Shan was shocked by his stare: "What are you talking about? Naturally, the young master made it himself, and the young one took the clothes for the young master."

Xu Wangzhi just felt that Cheng Ying's question was inexplicable: "I won't tell you, let's go first."

Not long ago, Fang Jingxuan bought a huge piece of Xuanling Jade from Murong Mountain, and imitated Wu Zhuang to build a Xuanling Pool with Xuanling Jade as the base, which is said to have the effect of strengthening the cultivation of monks.

"Wuzhuang really knows how to enjoy it." Xu Wangzhi took off his clothes and entered the pool, sighed comfortably, and said with sincere emotion.

Xiang Shan stayed outside, and replied after hearing the words: "I heard that Mr. Murong has a good relationship with the young master of the Fu Sect. If you get any gadgets over there, you will always send some to him."

Xu Wangzhi: "Well, it seems that the young master of Fuzong is a friend worth making."

Xiang Shan was silent for a moment: "...Young Master is right."

The night is getting darker, the stars in the sky are twinkling more and more, and the lively insects are singing one after another.

Xu Wangzhi lay on the edge of the pool, gradually feeling sleepy.

Xiang Shan, who was guarding outside, yawned quietly, and was about to ask Xu Wangzhi if he wanted to come back, when he saw a figure approaching not far away.

"who is it?"

"I."

Xiang Shan immediately recognized the familiar voice.

"Young City Lord is still inside."

Cheng Ying: "Yes."

Xiang Shan is torn between whether to stop others or not.

Finally, Xiang Shan got out of the way, and Cheng Ying passed him and walked in.

Cheng Ying is not an outsider, so the young master should not blame himself.Think good.

As soon as Cheng Ying walked in, what he saw was Xu Wangzhiguang sleeping on the edge of the pool with his shoulders bare.

The skin exposed to the air seems to be brighter than the moonlight.

Sighing lightly, Cheng Ying picked up the thin shirt that was put aside and put it on his shoulders.

Xu Wangzhi woke up startled, looked up and saw Cheng Ying, he was stunned for a moment: "Why did you come in?"

Cheng Ying: "Didn't you let me have time to come here?"

Xu Wangzhi, who just woke up, was still a little slow in his reaction: "Oh, what about Xiangshan?"

Seeing that he was always asking Xiangshan, Cheng Ying squinted his eyes, and he asked, "He's outside, what do you want, I can help you too."

Xu Wangzhi: "I want clothes."

His clothes are in Xiangshan's place.

Cheng Ying immediately turned around and went out, taking the clothes from Xiang Shan.

"You can go back." Cheng Ying said to Xiang Shan.

Xiang Shan: "Oh...oh!"

He took the clothes and came back, only to see Xu Wangzhi already sitting up in the pool wearing a thin shirt.

Xu Wangzhi regained consciousness a lot, raised his hand to take the clothes from him, and immediately got up to change.

Cheng Ying's hands froze as he passed the clothes, and subconsciously looked away.

However, after a quick glance, he still remembered the beauty he saw.

Xu Huangzhi was wearing underwear, but the white clothes were soaked by the pool water and clinging to his body, outlining a smooth curve, it didn't make much difference whether he wore it or not.

"You clubbing. I'm going back."

Cheng Ying hummed.

But until Xu Wangzhi changed his clothes, Cheng Ying didn't intend to go into the water.

Xu Wangzhi frowned, thinking back to his performance after returning home in the evening and now, he said with certainty: "You are not right today."

Cheng Ying remained expressionless: "What's wrong?"

"This afternoon in the mansion, I faintly felt that there was a robbery cloud gathering in the direction of Qingming Mountain. Is it you?" Xu Wangzhi asked.

Cheng Ying didn't expect him to notice this, but he didn't intend to hide it from him, so he admitted: "It's me, in the early stage of cutting water, it's just Xiao Jieyun."

"In less than a year, from the middle stage of Yan Xing to the early stage of cutting water, isn't the speed of your realm improving too fast?" Although he guessed it, Xu Wangzhi was still surprised.

Cheng Ying raised the corner of his mouth: "You are also responsible for this. Seeing you work so hard every day, I don't want to relax."

Xu Wangzhi was not modest to him: "Since that's the case, how can you thank me?"

Cheng Ying looked at him with raised eyebrows: "How do you want me to thank you?"

The blue eyes were calmer than before, but also more bewitching.

Xu Wangzhi couldn't help looking away: "I'll think about it when I go back."

After speaking, he stepped forward and planned to leave.

It's just that the wet clothes he changed in his hands were not steady, and half of them were dragged on the ground. When he moved, he kicked himself.

Cheng Ying stepped forward to help him, Xu Wang subconsciously raised his hand to support him, but felt his body stiffen obviously.

"Are you injured?" Xu Wangzhi frowned.

Cheng Ying: "Small injury, it's okay."

Xu Wangzhi: "Let me see."

"Don't worry, I'll go back and get some medicine." After Cheng Ying straightened him up, he straightened up and took a step back.

Xu Wangzhi knew that he was used to enduring pain and suffering, he didn't believe the little injury he said, so he took a step forward and grabbed his collar, intending to see it with his own eyes.

Cheng Ying couldn't hit him hard, so he could only retreat, but behind him was the Xuanling Pond, he was unprepared, stepped on the ground, and fell backwards.

Aware of the moment when he stepped on the air, he mobilized his spiritual power and barely stabilized his figure.

Reluctantly, Xu Wangzhi wanted to hold him the moment he stepped on the air, but he used too much force for a moment, and directly pulled the person towards him.

Cheng Ying, who had just stopped falling backwards, was pulled forward the next moment. He could have stood still, but Xu Wangzhi's panicked face was so close at hand, he hesitated for a moment, and pulled out uncontrollably. The spiritual power under his feet was lost.

Xu Wangzhi thought of using spiritual power to balance his body just before he fell to the ground, but it was too late, not to mention he was holding Cheng Ying by his hand.

The generous palm rested on the back of Xu Wangzhi's head to prevent him from bumping into the soft grass.

Xu Wangzhi fell to the ground, holding Cheng Ying's collar with one hand.

He looked at Cheng Ying's other hand on the grass next to his ear, and thought he had stabilized his body, but the handsome face in front of him didn't stop approaching.

It was just a blink of an eye, intertwined warm breaths, and the touch of his lips made Xu Wangzhi's eyes widen in disbelief.

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