Master, your personality is broken

It can be regarded as a bustling new year, Chen Shampao really felt the joy of the new year.

The only regret is that when he woke up on the master's bed on the first day of the new year, he realized that he couldn't make it through last night and fell asleep, and he failed to keep the New Year's Eve successfully.

Next, Chen Xi told his father everything he had seen and heard in Shimen, the news of finding the red lotus seeds, and the characteristics of the barrier that had not been unlocked, through the parchment.

At the same time, he also expressed his desire to stay in Lingfengmen. After all, the artifact has been discovered, and it is only a matter of time before he can get it.

The whole article was written with nearly a thousand characters. Fortunately, he has learned a lot this time, and wrote with a brush dipped in blood, so that his fingers would not be sore.

Mozun quickly replied to the letter, reminding Chen Xi to be careful. As for why the enchantment created by Moyu magic appeared in Lingfeng Gate, he didn't know, and the solution to the inner enchantment would take some time to study.

After reading the reply, Chen Xi hid the parchment and let out a sigh of relief.He had already come to a dead end, but now that Chi Lianzi was discovered by accident, the road ahead seemed to be suddenly clear, at least there was still a glimmer of life.

However, the strange thing is that he clearly said that his current state is a flashback after he stopped taking the medicine, but since he was locked up for more than [-] days, his body still seems to be getting better.

Aren't the general flashbacks all short-term?Why did he grow so long? Could it be because he took medicine for seven years?Chen Xi couldn't understand it.

During this period, Chen Xi tried every means to get the blood of other people, and slipped into the woods to the north to try to summon the entrance leading to the underground, but all of them failed without exception.

So only his blood can find the entrance and open that stone door.

Chen Xi didn't understand why his blood had such a deep connection with Lingfengmen - it could not only cure the master's heart disease, but also find red lotus seeds.

He even began to doubt his own life experience, but Mozun kept emphasizing that he was really his own son.

Time flies, and the last day of the first lunar month is Chen Xi's birthday, which coincides with the melting of winter snow and washes everything away, hence the name.

Looking back on the past 19 years, he was severely disciplined by his father before the age of 12, and was severely injured and was bedridden after the age of 12. It seems that his life began to come alive when he came to Lingfengmen.

Every student's birthday, Suwutang will specially prepare longevity noodles.After the morning class, Chen Xi went to pick up a bowl in a low-key manner.

It never occurred to Situ Yao and Ling Aoyue to make a fuss and sing loudly to wish him a happy birthday in public.All the fellow students of the Suwu Hall stopped to watch, and finally all the people present sang together to wish.

Chen Xi really wanted to bury his face in the bowl and disappear in place. This was the most lively and embarrassing bowl of noodles he had ever eaten, but to be honest, he was still a little moved.

In fact, when he was in Moyu, every year on his birthday, Mozun would hold a grand celebration for him, but later because of his injury, he could only watch from a high place for a short while.

He could see the smiles on the faces of the strangers in the ceremony, as if they were sincerely celebrating his one-year-old birthday, but it was obviously a grand ceremony for him, for some reason, he always felt out of place.

But I didn't feel that way in the Common Object Hall just now.

When he returned to Wuxun, Chen Xi saw Master watering the flowers and trees in the courtyard, so he called out.

Seeing the apprentice came back, Lin Jingran smiled gently and said, "Birthday is auspicious."

Chen Xi immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Master!"

Whether it was on purpose or not, Chen Xi never mentioned Lin Jingran's birthday. Rather than revealing it himself, he hoped that Master would remember it without reminding him.

In the end, he found that he was just asking for trouble. On the one hand, he was worried that the master would not remember, and on the other hand, he saw that the master did not show any sign, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to say or ask, as if he was angry.

He has been very worried these past few days. When he heard the blessing, he was relieved. Now it seems that he is just using a naive way to prove that the master cares about him.

After Chen Xi realized it, he scolded himself in his heart for how he became so awkward and unseemly? !

At this time, Lin Jingran walked up to him and motioned him to stretch out his hand. Chen Xi was puzzled, but he obeyed.

Lin Jingran took out a bracelet made of red string, and there was a small golden lock on it, which was very delicate.

"It is said in the world that a golden lock can protect peace, so I made one as a birthday gift." Lin Jingran put it on his disciple's left hand as he spoke.

The weaving method of the red rope complements the golden lock, which is only as big as a fingernail, but the pattern on it is still complicated and exquisite, and a small blessing character is carved in the middle.

Chen Xi observed it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "I never thought that one day I would receive such a thoughtful gift, thank you, Master!"

Seeing the happy expression of the apprentice, Lin Jingran asked: "Do you still have a wish?"

"Wish?" Chen Xi thought for a while, and the greatest wish was naturally to heal his wounds, but Master asked this, thinking that he could help realize it now, so he said, "It's been more than half a year since I joined Master's sect, but I never I have never seen the master's sword, only heard it called 'Xun', I wonder if the disciple is lucky enough to see the master dance the sword?"

Lingfengmen pays attention to the practicality of swordsmanship, rather than deliberately pursuing pleasing to the eye. Letting the No. 1 sword dance in the world of cultivating immortals perform, not only is it overkill, but it can even be called humiliation.

However, Chen Xi was happy for a while, and after blurting out the words, he realized that it was too much, and quickly made amends: "I...disciple just want to see the master's sword, and I don't intend to offend..."

Lin Jingran smiled, and saw that he took half a step back, raised his right hand slightly, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind, and "Xun" landed firmly on the palm of his hand.

At the level of Qingyu Xianzun, you don't need to bear the sword, just summon.

Chen Xi knew that Xunjian and his other sword were made of the same material, and the pattern on the sword is also somewhat similar today, but the color of the gemstone inlaid on the top of the hilt is different, otherwise the sword is black, while Xunjian is white.

Moreover, Xunjian's sword energy is even more vast and fierce, as if it has spanned thousands of years and cut off countless resentful spirits and evil spirits before it came to the front.

Chen Xi was watching, but before he could boast, the master suddenly flew away and swung his sword.

Time seemed to have stood still, and there were only vigorous postures and sharp yet aesthetic moves in front of him. Chen Xi felt that the air around him was also attracted, gathering towards that direction, and he couldn't breathe.

He had seen the dance of the most beautiful dancer in the Demon Realm, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

It was early spring, the ice and snow had just melted away, and everything had not yet recovered, and the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were still half dead.

Lin Jingran's sword dance was like a spring breeze, making everything in front of him come alive instantly. Chen Xi watched intently, and suddenly felt that something was breaking out of his heart.

The master is dancing the sword, only for him.

Excited to rest.

Chen Xi was dumbfounded, he only hated his lack of words, he couldn't find the best words to praise for a while, and at the same time, he was afraid that the improper words would tarnish the grand scene just now.

When the master approached, he just woke up like a dream, and said awkwardly: "Thank... Thank you, master."

He really didn't expect that the majestic Qingyu Immortal would condescend to dance swords for others.

Lin Jingran asked: "Have you seen it clearly?"

"Of course I can see clearly." Could it be possible to dance again if I didn't see clearly?Chen Xi didn't dare to overstep.

"Practice a hundred times."

"Ah?!" Chen Xi realized that there was a price to pay for watching the sword dance, and hurriedly bargained, "Master, today is my birthday, can I practice tomorrow..."

Chen Xi looked up at the master, his eyes were bright and agile, and he looked very pitiful, even the most hard-hearted person in the world would have a heart of compassion when he saw him.

Lin Jingran couldn't help being bewitched, she looked away after a while, and said, "Don't bargain."

Seeing that this move was unsuccessful, Chen Xi decided to play tricks, covered his head with a hiss suddenly, and cried out in pain: "Oh, it must be because the wind was too strong just now, my head hurts so much! Master, I want to go to the hospital first." Go to bed and lie down for a while, come back to practice later, okay?"

After a while, there will be a while, and it will be tomorrow in a while.

This poor acting made Lin Jingran laugh, but he still said: "No."

"Master, you laughed, you said what you meant! The disciple went back to the room first." The highest level of cheating is shameless, and Chen Xi ran away without looking back, without giving anyone a chance to react.

Lin Jingran didn't stop him anymore, and let him go. Anyway, practicing sword was just a cover.

In the past hundred years, he has never danced a sword for others. The sword is used to kill the enemy, not to have fun.But he didn't know why when the apprentice opened his mouth, he agreed without even thinking about it.

In order to cover up the fact that he agreed too quickly and make this behavior more reasonable, Lin Jingran deliberately proposed to let Chen Xi practice swords.

In this way, it can be said that he did not dance the sword for Chen Xi, but just wanted to teach his disciples.

In the room.

Chen Xi lay on the bed, touched the little golden lock on his wrist and looked at it for a long time. This little thing was so cute that he couldn't bear to put it down.

Seeing that the time is almost up, my father will send greetings for today's birthday.Thinking about it, Chen Xi went to open the parchment, and wrote a long page.

Sure enough, the first sentence was to wish him a happy birthday.Afterwards, everyone was talking about the solution to the heavy enchantment outside the red lotus seed!

Unexpectedly, my father cracked it in a month!

And considering his current situation, his father still uses the fairy method to solve it!Chen Xi immediately beamed with joy.

He read it carefully, and found that the solution was complicated and required great spiritual support. With Chen Xi's current state, he might not be able to solve it in two or three years.

But it is also expected, after all, that layer of enchantment was made by a big man, and it is not easy to have a way to break it.

Now, he just hopes he can last until then.

Chen Xi closed the parchment, looked at the little golden lock on his wrist, and said with a smile, it was really double happiness.

Perhaps his 19th birthday was the day when he changed his luck.

Afterwards, in order to avoid being detected, Chen Xi went to the northern woods every seven days, summoned the entrance and exit with blood, and eroded the barrier according to the cracking method given by his father.

Regarding the ten red lotus seeds below, he couldn't tell the real ones from the fake ones, so he used the most stupid and practical method, which was to undo all the barriers. Anyway, if he got ten of them, it shouldn't be difficult to tell them apart.

It's just that he needs to cast spells on all ten barriers, and each time he consumes a lot of spiritual power. Fortunately, the progress is much faster than he imagined, and the barriers should be broken in less than a year.

In this way, five months have passed, and the new class of disciples has entered the class for a year, and the competition meeting is coming as scheduled.

If you get the top three in the conference, you can go down the mountain to subdue the wraiths.The disciples were suffocated in Lingfengmen this year, and when they heard that they had the opportunity to go down the mountain, they were all elated and full of ambition.

The competition conference is divided into primaries, preliminary rounds, semi-finals and finals.

The competition system is strict and cruel. After the primary selection, only 48 of the [-] disciples will be left, and then there will be a one-on-one promotion competition.

At this time, Chen Xi was still focused on the enchantment. He had never been to the human world, so he naturally wanted to go for a stroll.

But the cracking has come to an end, and without accident, the red lotus seeds will be available in just three months.

But when he went to the human world, he couldn't take care of it for the time being, fearing that it would be self-defeating, so Chen Xi had already decided not to go.

In the primary election, 48 disciples will break through the level together in the illusion, and the top sixteen in the order of breaking through the level can enter the next round.

Chen Xi originally planned to be eliminated on purpose in the first round, but this seemed to embarrass his master too much, so he thought of a compromise - he wanted to get No.4.

In this way, ranking among the best will not embarrass the master, and there is no need to go down the mountain, which can be described as the best of both worlds.

Chen Xi would naturally pass the primary election, and the next step would be a one-on-one promotion competition among the sixteen disciples.

In order to prevent cheating, the opponents are not arranged directly, but are drawn by the disciples themselves.Numbers are engraved on sixteen wooden sticks, and those with the same number will compete.

Anyway, as long as they don't bump into Situ Yao, they can talk, so Chen Xi randomly smoked one.

The number on it is three.

Seeing that Ling Aoyue, Situ Yao and Abo's word counts were different from his, Chen Xi heaved a sigh of relief, after all, it was too cruel to face an acquaintance in the first round.

At this time, a familiar voice shouted: "I am San, who else is San?"

Chen Xi looked at the stick in his hand, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. It's really not that enemies don't get together...

In the first round, he faced Fang Yangli.

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