Doing chores in the world of self-cultivation

Qi Xiu looked back three times at every step, and walked away aggrieved.

It's not that he is lazy and unwilling to practice Yujian, but that he has not made any progress in daily practice during this period of time.He is clearly able to master the sword in his hand proficiently, but he still can't fly with the sword smoothly.

Xie Ling looked at his back, resisted the urge to pull him back, held him in his arms, and said that he would take him with the sword in the future.

He knew that if Qi Xiu couldn't even control the sword, it would be difficult for him to overcome other difficulties in the future.

Some roads, after all, can only be walked alone.

But, I will do my best to protect you...

"What are you looking at?" Lu Man glanced at Xie Ling, with some clarity in his eyes.

He laughed and said, "What? At the beginning you reminded me not to pay too much attention to him, but now you are the one who pays too much attention to him? I was because of the illusion of not knowing the truth, and what was it because of you? "

Lu Man felt that he might have discovered something extraordinary, thinking that he could use it to tease Xie Ling in the future, he couldn't help but feel complacent.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ling was not afraid at all, glanced at him, and only said lightly, "Are you looking for idle books?" Lu Mo was speechless.

Lu Man choked, he fell silent, and the mood that had been a little flying just now fell slightly, and he let out a "hmm".

Xie Ling frowned and said, "Why are you doing this? At the beginning you said you wanted to break up with her, which made her suffer for a long time. Now that she has gradually calmed down, you have provoked her again."

Lu Mo moved his lips, as if he wanted to defend himself.But when the words came to his lips, they still turned into a powerless sentence, "She... won't recognize me."

Indeed, everyone in the world knows that Demon Venerable attaches great importance to his only son, and now he has entrusted him with many matters in the Demon Realm.Who would have thought that Lu Qiuxian, who was supposed to be in power in the Demon Realm, ran back to Taiqing quietly?

Except Xie Ling.

Lu Qiuxian closed his eyes and sighed, "Brother, as long as you don't tell her, she won't know."

This is the second time Lu Qiuxian called him senior brother.The first time was the day when Mo Shang attacked the heaven 16 years ago.

Xie Ling still remembers that Lu Qiuxian, who was always in high spirits and arrogant, bowed his head to him for the first time, called him senior brother, and asked him for help...

He, Lu Qiuxian and Ren Xianshu are about the same age, and they grew up together, so their relationship is naturally deep.Lu Qiuxian's mother, Su Tangyi, and Xie Ling's mother, Su Tangxue, are also siblings.The two are not only brothers and sisters, but also relatives.

At that time, he had a rather dull temperament, but his idle books were not the way he always speaks with three-pointed thorns like now.

At that time, Ren Xianshu was still a little girl who always had a smile on her face and helplessly looked at Lu Qiuxian's flamboyance. She was well-behaved and quiet in front of her elders, very lovable, and she was also gentle and pleasant in front of their disciples of the same generation.

And Lu Qiuxian has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, and he is very much loved by Lu Yan and Su Tangyi.

However, now the three of them have become like this...

Xie Ling will never forget Lu Qiuxian's bloody face and hoarse and painful voice when he called his senior brother.

Xie Ling closed his eyes and said, "I will naturally do what I promised you, but Xian Shu has known you for so many years, so it doesn't mean that he won't recognize you."

Lu Qiuxian showed a somewhat awkward smile, and said in a low voice, "Even she... didn't recognize her, how could Xianshu recognize me?"

He didn't know whether he should be glad that they didn't recognize them, or be sad...

Thinking of his aunt Su Tangyi, who was far away in Wujie and never saw outsiders, Xie Ling also became silent. He had no way to persuade Lu Qiuxian about these things.

Lu Qiuxian nodded, and stopped talking about it, but said: "Chang'an should be back soon. He doesn't know my identity yet, so he should discuss with you the news he brought back from this trip."

"Chang'an...he's been too tired all these years."

What the two were talking about was Zafeng's eldest disciple, Sheng Chang'an.

Now he is far away in Que Ling Continent, Zafeng and the others haven't seen him for a long time.

"It is thanks to his help that Qi Xiu consigned and sold the pills in Qixia Pavilion."

"It's hard for him to have a heart. Now that I am troubled by all kinds of things, I have solved this matter for Qi Xiu."

The two sighed.

Everyone in the world knows that the owner of Qixia Pavilion, the largest exchange in Canglan Realm, is a powerful demon cultivator.

However, few people know that the only heir of the demon cultivator is a "heavenly deficient body" born from the combination of demon cultivator and human cultivator, who have congenital deficiencies and have difficulty making progress in the journey of cultivation.

Sheng Chang'an, maybe it should be called Yuwen Chang'an, is the only heir of the owner of the Qixia Pavilion...

"Chang'an has always been like this. If he thinks about it, he probably knows that Qi Xiu is the same kind of person as him, so he should take care of him. You don't have to worry about it."

After hearing Lu Qiuxian's words, Xie Ling frowned even tighter. He thought of Qi Xiu's uniqueness, and hoped that when he knew about it, he wouldn't be too sad...

The two talked again, and then they separated. Xie Ling returned to his room and took out a thick stack of books on the bookshelf.

Those are old miscellaneous.

Xie Ling put the book on the table, and a gust of wind blew away the pages, only to see that the place marked with a pen in the book was writing the records related to "The Body of Heaven's Deficiency"...

As the night gradually darkened, Qi Xiu practiced his sword on the open flat ground alone.

Because of long-term practice, he has already used the light sword very skillfully. Although he controls it very well, as soon as he steps on the sword, he will feel uncontrollable fear and lose his balance.

Qi Xiu fell from the sword again, just now he barely restrained his fear, Yu Jian flew a little higher, but accidentally glanced down, and the suffocation suddenly enveloped him.

His face was pale, he let out several breaths, and his body was a little limp, leaning on the sword to support himself.

Still not working...

He sighed. Rather than saying that he was practicing Yujian, it might be better to say that he was trying to overcome his fear of heights.

Flying into the sky and escaping from the ground is not difficult in the realm of cultivation. For a monk who has just embarked on the path of self-cultivation, Yujian is just a basic operation, but Qi Xiu, a person who is at the seventh level of refining Qi, has not even learned how to use Yujian...

Thinking of this, Qi Xiu was a little discouraged. Seeing no one around, he simply put the sword aside casually, and his whole body collapsed on the ground without any image, and he was angry with himself.

"You must always hold the sword in your hand."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, Qi Xiu straightened his body like a carp, and instantly stood up straight, his expression of bitter haha ​​immediately turned into a smiling face.

"Brother, why are you here?"

While saying hello, Qi Xiu put his hands behind his back and flicked the dust off the hem of his jersey without a trace.He felt a little annoyed, how good it was for his brother to see his insignificant appearance just now, I hope the brother didn't pay attention...

Unexpectedly, Xie Ling said: "Seeing that your movements of turning over from the ground are quite clean and neat, it can be seen that the training Lu Man gave you before is very useful."

Qi Xiu's face turned red, so the senior brother still clearly saw his actions just now.

"Senior brother, I, I was practicing Yujian, just wanted to take a break..." He defended in a low voice.

Xie Ling doesn't really care, he just thinks that Lu Qiuxian has learned a lot after staying in the Demon Realm for the past few years. The demon cultivators in the Demon Realm not only have profound magic power, but also have superior physical ability than human cultivators. He also has his own way of thinking Training methods.

He came here tonight because of Qi Xiu's flight with the sword.

Seeing Xie Ling pull out the saber from his waist, he said calmly: "The sword is the other half of life for a sword cultivator. Although Taiqing is not a sword cultivator sect, his daily practice is also based on the sword."

He stretched out his hand and moved slightly, the sword that Qi Xiu had just casually placed on the ground floated up and landed in his palm.

When Xie Ling saw the sword, he knew that it was actually Lu Qiuxian's handwriting, and... it was probably made by him himself.

Among Taiqing's disciples of the same generation, headed by the three of them, he devoted himself to practicing swords and was not very interested in others, while Lu Qiuxian liked to forge swords when he was not practicing. This sword...

His eyes were complicated, this should be the last sword that Lu Qiuxian forged before that incident came out.

"This sword's sword intent is extremely cold. Although it is only a middle-grade one, its power cannot be underestimated if used properly. Yujian Flying does not have requirements for the grade of the sword, but only a sword that fits you very well can cooperate well. you."

Although Xie Ling is a Taiqing elder brother, he usually doesn't get involved in the sect's internal affairs, and doesn't communicate much with other disciples, so he doesn't need to do such things as teaching younger disciples.Not to mention the gentle tone and patient explanation from the most basic part like now.

Qi Xiu naturally understood this senior brother's temperament very well. Seeing him holding the sword and slowly explaining to him, his heart felt a little sweet, and he just thought... Senior brother is so kind.

"This sword is not very suitable for you. You need a sword that suits you. Come with me."

Xie Ling handed the sword to Qi Xiu, and told him to put the sword away, and then with a casual movement, Xie Ling's own saber "Ming Ze" rose into the air, and the blade became bigger.

The "Mingze" sword is just like his master, cold-tempered and repulsed by others. Except for Xie Ling, no one can drive this sword.

Xie Ling put his arms around Qi Xiu's waist, and before he could react, he put him on the sword, and Yujian flew towards Xijian Peak.

This series of actions happened too fast, before Qi Xiu could react, he was already standing on the sword.

He turned his head in a daze, feeling Xie Ling's strong arm around his waist, and only then realized his current situation belatedly.

It's just that for some reason, being half-embraced by senior brother Xie, with the whistling wind in his ears, he who would have been terrified at first unexpectedly felt very at ease.

He leaned on Xie Ling and thought wildly, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the posture of the two of them, and he didn't intend to break free at all.

Xie Ling looked down at Qi Xiu who was leaning obediently in his arms, and smiled slightly.

The two soon arrived at Xijian Peak.

At this time the night was dark, most of the disciples in the peak had rested, Xie Ling led Qi Xiu straight to Jiange.

Passing through the heavy black iron gates, the two entered the Jiange.

This is the first time Qi Xiu came to this place, once he entered the interior, he saw a dazzling array of weapons, most of which were swords, and Qi Xiu was dazzled by those weapons emitting a little light.

"Brother, this..." Qi Xiu faintly realized why Xie Ling brought him here, but he still couldn't believe it.

"This is my sword pavilion of Xijian Peak. When the disciples of Xijian Peak build their foundation, they will choose a weapon they like from it. You can also choose a sword master."

Qi Xiu waved his hands again and again, and hurriedly said: "How suspicious is this! This is the sword pavilion inside Xijian Peak. How can I come and get it as a disciple from the outer peak?"

"It doesn't matter." Xie Ling said lightly: "Go and choose, and then I will teach you how to fly with the sword."

Then there was another sentence that he only turned in his heart a few times, but didn't say it out of his mouth.

Xie Ling thought: "Not now, but not necessarily in the future."