Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

"What is Chen Zhi thinking?"

Mo Han, who led the team, stepped on a light sword, looked back at Qiu Chenzhi between the clouds, and asked.

Qiu Chenzhi lowered his eyes halfway, staring at the flowing clouds passing by his feet, his slender fingers unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

"nothing."

He tried his best not to pay attention to the height under his feet, and replied with a pale face.

Only now did he know that besides the drag racing party, there was also the flying sword party in the world.

He didn't feel afraid of heights when he was only flying with a sword among the mountains before.Now as soon as they stepped out of the mountain gate, without the suppression of the sect's restriction, this group of comprehension disciples who were used to being in the mountain usually became taller than each other.

Looking at the height under his feet, he guessed that he was now at an altitude of [-] meters, surrounded by a group of monks who didn't need planes to roam around, all breathing freely, looking calm, and talking and laughing.

Under the sun, a group of young people in white clothes are connected into pieces, hunting in the sun, all of them are neatly dressed, wearing bamboo hats, and handsome.

Occasionally, the wind blows, and the young man's bamboo hat is lifted off. Under the sunlight, even that round and smooth head is shining brightly, reflecting the bright light.

cough……

Qiu Chenzhi turned his head silently.

As the chief culprit who burned most of the disciples in the sect to baldness with one torch, he felt a little guilty.

At the beginning, he was puzzled, but in order to force out the truth from the head of the sect, Tian Qingzi, he used the power of the long sword in his hand to make a bold attempt, and fell in love with Elder Nanhua's lineage.

In the end, he won the bet. Afterwards, the head of the sect, Tian Qingzi, not only came to appease him personally, but also explained to him alone, and even invited him to be the guest secretary of the Taixu sect.

He got the answer he wanted... However, he also agreed to a request from the head.

The head of the sect asked him to replace the seriously injured Elder Nanhua to escort the selected disciples to the Little Illusion Mirror.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help covering his face.

I used to pretend to be aggressive inside the door relying on the artifact in my hand, but now what should I do if I reveal my secrets after going out...

"oops--"

A scream broke his contemplation, and he couldn't help but look up.

It turned out to be the young disciple whose bamboo hat was blown away by the wind just now. The disciple wanted to catch the flying hat, but he didn't expect that the wind was strong today, so he had to use his sword to chase the flying hat. Shouting, he ran towards Qiu Chenzhi obliquely.

Qiu Chenzhi and Mo Han share a sword. At this time, Mo Han, who is a master of the sect, saw his disciple rushing towards him, he couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his hand to grab the disciple who was about to collide with them.

"Big Brother..."

The collar of the young disciple was held by Mo Han, but his body was still struggling in vain, trying to get the bamboo hat that had fallen down.

Looking at the disciple's head that shone like a duck egg, Qiu Chenzhi couldn't bear to look directly at him, and instantly understood the sad, entangled and fearful expressions on the faces of those disciples when they looked at him.

He reached out and tugged Mo Han's arm: "It's just a small matter."

Mo Han also understood the feelings of these disciples in his heart, and he didn't want to reprimand him too much, so he just let go of his hand and said lightly: "Next time, don't act so recklessly."

The young disciple responded, turned around quickly and rushed down to the ground to chase his bamboo hat.

Qiu Chenzhi looked at the disciple's hurried back, remained silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help sighing: "This is my fault."

It was the first time that Mo Han heard the seemingly absent sighs from the people behind him, and Mo Han couldn't help but look behind him immediately, and told him firmly: "It's not your fault. You then took the shot to teach a lesson, and it didn't hurt anyone's life."

After all, he looked into Qiu Chenzhi's eyes, and his usually cold tone softened a little: "You are fine."

Qiu Chenzhi: "..."

He glanced at Mo Han's still black and thick hair, and shook his head sadly.

No, you don't understand their pain!

At that time when the black flames engulfed everything and took away everyone's hair and clothes, Mo Han happened to be called away by the head master and was not there, so he didn't feel the pain of the other disciples.

Qiu Chenzhi, who also had long hair reaching his waist, shook his head solemnly, but suddenly thought of someone.

I don't know how the little golden retriever was burned?

He turned around and jumped up from Mo Han's flying sword, stepping lightly onto his own flying sword.

It was not easy, in order to prevent others from seeing his rookie nature, he practiced behind everyone's back for a long time, and now he has finally learned how to control the sword by himself.

I only felt a light behind me. Mo Han turned his head, and suddenly saw Qiu Chenzhi had gone away with his sword, he couldn't help but said dumbly: "Chenzhi?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, lightly tapped his toes on the thin, long and narrow blade, and said softly, "You go first, I'll go find someone among my disciples."

After all, without waiting for Mo Han's reaction, the sword light disappeared like a stream of light, and disappeared into the disciples behind him.

Leaving Mo Han alone in place, his expression was a little complicated for a while.

Since the last time the sect leader had a detailed discussion with Qiu Chenzhi alone, he could clearly feel that Qiu Chenzhi was alienated from him intentionally or unintentionally.

In the past, he used to control the sword, and the two of them rode together, but now for some reason, they don't even want to ride with him.

The sword spirit of Xianjian began to dislike him, is it because his sword intent is no longer pure?

As an unreasonable sword idiot, Mo Han struggled silently.

On the other side, Qiu Chenzhi, who was wielding the sword alone, shuttled among the disciples, and all the youths in white clothes receded like a tide, making way for the new elder Ke Qing.

"Hello, elder."

"Elder!"

"Meet the elder..."

Most of the young disciples, on the one hand, were afraid of the strength he had shown before, and on the other hand, they did not dare to go forward because of the severe damage to their hairdos on the other hand, they just looked at him entangled and mournful.

However, a small group of disciples couldn't help admiring him because of his cool demeanor, and they took the initiative to say hello to him.

Although Qiu Chenzhi doesn't like to talk, he really likes these polite young people in his heart. Whenever someone greets him, he will slightly nod his head in response.

Seeing that Elder Ke Qing was not such an arrogant person who looked down upon others, the disciples of Qing An stepped back happily, and a new disciple mustered up the courage to come forward to say hello, and after a while, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy came hesitantly. to his face.

Bai Ziyu was one of the few disciples who still had hair on their heads.

At that time, he was protected by Qiu Chenzhi, most of the dark cold flames avoided him, only a small part of the embers swept away his clothes and engulfed half of his long hair.

Now his hair is no more than the length of his shoulders, and he can't even tie it in a crown. Even if the burnt ends of the hair are cut off, the tail of the hair still has some traces of scorching.

However, the young man's face was still full of admiration and a little uneasiness. He came to Qiu Chenzhi shyly, and greeted Qiu Chenzhi stutteringly: "Hello, elder... The disciple has met the elder... ..."

Most of the young people are Mu Qiang. At first, Bai Ziyu had a good impression of Qiu Chenzhi, a fellow Taoist. Later, Qiu Chenzhi's strength displayed in the school field made him even more fascinated.

It's just that he originally thought that Qiu Chenzhi was a fellow Taoist of his generation, but unexpectedly he later became their guest elder, whose strength is far superior to his, the young man couldn't help feeling a little disheartened.

Earlier, Elder Qiu denied being his friend in front of everyone. Although it was to protect him at the time, Bai Ziyu still kept retreating in his heart.

When Qiu Chenzhi saw his nervous appearance, he was immediately happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

This little golden retriever hasn't been burnt bald yet, which is fine.

Seeing Bai Ziyu's nervous expression, he pondered for a moment, and asked, "You..." What's your name?

"Ahhhh-"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from under the feet of the crowd, which immediately interrupted his unfinished words.

"what happened?"

The big brother Mo Han, the leader of the team, was the first to react, and then rushed into the crowd of disciples, shouting sharply.

All the disciples looked at me and looked at him, but they didn't know why, only one of the female disciples suddenly changed face and exclaimed: "This voice, this voice seems to be Junior Brother Zhang!"

"It's definitely Junior Brother Zhang's voice. What happened to him? Why is his voice so miserable?"

The female disciple's face was pale, and Yu Jian's figure moved, as if she wanted to rush to the ground to check immediately.

"calm!"

Qiu Chenzhi, who was closest to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, speak slowly."

"This place is still in the boundary of Taixu Sect. If there is no accident, no disciple should be in danger."

After being pressed by him, the female disciple seemed to have calmed down a bit, but her face was still pale, and she took a breath and said, "Just now Junior Brother Zhang's bamboo hat was blown away by the wind, and he was in a hurry to pick up the bamboo hat, so the imperial sword flew to the ground, I saw He left the team alone and didn't really care much at the time."

"Junior brother is in the foundation building period. Although his practice is shallow, he was taught by the elders. He is usually favored by the master and has a lot of magic weapons. If he encounters ordinary dangers, he shouldn't be so miserable."

The bamboo hat was blown away by the wind, and I was anxious to pick it up...

Qiu Chen was taken aback.

That unlucky little disciple just now?

He lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Mo Han, you stay here with your disciples and protect them."

Since he was the one who took care of these disciples going out to practice this time, he naturally had the responsibility to bring them back.

Hearing what he said, Mo Han frowned immediately, and said: "I will go with you, and the disciples can also go separately to find Junior Brother Zhang."

"No, I can do it alone." Qiu Chenzhi rejected his proposal, and looked back at him helplessly.

Silly boy, do you know that in novels and TV dramas, people who have to split up at such a time will always be wiped out one by one by the enemies hiding in the dark?

If possible, he doesn't want to go down, okay?

"You count the number of people and see if there are any other disciples on the list." After leaving this sentence, he stepped on the flying sword and fell to the ground like a stream of light.

Only Mo Han was left in place, looking at the direction where he disappeared, and clenched his fists tightly.

But in the end, the clenched palms still relaxed. As a big brother, Mo Han suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart and looked at the many young and panicked disciples.

"Count the number of people."

he said.

……

At the foot of their group is a dense and deep mountain forest, and at the foot of a mountain next to the forest, there is a bustling and peaceful town, the location is not remote.

In other words, they had just walked to the foot of the Taixu Gate when some disciples were in danger.

After all, Taixu Sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world, if someone does it on purpose, that would be a bit too courageous.

Qiu Chen's sword is under his feet, and he wants to land at the junction of the mountain forest and the small town.

Unexpectedly, before the three-foot blue light under his feet touched the dense forest, suddenly a blood-colored sharp edge struck in the dense forest, striking him head-on.

But in a short while, he already smelled a strong smell of blood, and saw that blood-red thing looked like a snake and a whip, it was about to touch his cheek, and the torn wind had blown the broken hair at his temples.

He seemed to hear strange laughter coming from the mountains and forests, and the laughter permeated people.

Qiu Chenzhi's eyes turned cold, he turned over to avoid the blood-red and smelly thing, tapped the hilt of the flying sword under his feet with his toe, and a three-foot blue light flew up instantly, and he held it in his hand.

With the long sword in his hand, he was determined, facing the blood red who was twisting his body and attacking him again, he would cut it down with a single sword without hesitation.

A pool of light like autumn water pierced the sky.

As the sword light fell, there was still half a sticky long piece of meat, like a peeled earthworm, twisting and wriggling on the ground.

Qiu Chenzhi took a closer look, and felt disgusted in his heart.

Alas--

What a disgusting thing!

At the same time, the indistinct giggles in the forest finally stopped. The voice seemed to be frightened. After holding back for a long time, he finally uttered a word.

"what?"

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel 22351039 for the grenade (*^▽^*)