Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

In the early morning of the next day, Wenxuan sat in the cave and finished his morning class. Recalling what happened last night, he couldn't help but sigh.

The unwillingness of last night still haunts his heart, but he can only bury this unwillingness in his heart, hoping that one day it can be calmed down. Probably after they got along longer, Jian Jian would be willing to tell him more things, and he could only count on that now.

While thinking like this, a letterhead flew in from outside. Wen Xuan took a look, but it was a simple letter. Jian Jian said in the letter that he is going to complete the course set by Qi Jibai today, so he may not have time to come to accompany Wenxuan.

This kid, but if he doesn't come for a day, he has to say hello. If he doesn't know, it's the business if he runs around here all day. Where is there a way of practicing? Wen Xuan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

But nowadays, once the simplicity fails, the convenience of the place where Wenxuan lives is really not even visible. This fact made Wen Xuan feel helpless.

As a result, before he sighed and sighed the emptiness and loneliness now, there was an aura coming out of the sky. Someone came with a sword, and the breath of the whole body was put out very arrogant, which can be felt from a distance of eight hundred miles. get.

Realizing that this arrogant aura actually fell in front of his house, Wen Xuan was really surprised.

In addition to simplicity, this place will actually be someone else? Wen Xuan sneered and went out to take a look, and when he saw the person standing proudly holding his chest outside, he suddenly "Oh" and understood.

Who should he be? It turned out to be Luo Qingquan.

"Brother Wen." When Luo Qingquan saw Wenxuan come out, his eyes clearly brightened, and he sneered in a calm and unreliable mouth, "You can count back. Hmph, you are finally back."

Wen Xuan's inexplicable hostility towards him was no surprise, so he ignored it. In Wen Xuan's eyes, Luo Qingquan, the younger brother, is a very troublesome kid, but his mind is simple, not particularly difficult to deal with, just learn to ignore it.

But at this time, Luo Qingquan would still come here to look for him. This fact made Wen Xuan feel particularly complicated.

In short, Wen Xuan smiled and said a rare guest, and then led Luo Qingquan to sit down by the stone bench in the courtyard, and asked, "Junior Brother Luo, what's the matter?"

"What will happen to me," Luo Qingquan didn't sit down. His eyes were like knives, sharply pierced on Wen Xuan's body. "Senior Wen, don't you know?"

Wen Xuan was asked, but he really didn't know. Isn't he coming to ask him for the evidence of colluding with Demon Xiu? Wen Xuan accidentally thought a little too much.

Fortunately, before Wen Xuan asked out the messy guesses in his mind, Luo Qingquan had already reached out and took out something from his arms. With a "slap", he slapped it on the top of the stone table and lifted a layer of dust on the tabletop. .

That is a challenge book.

Somewhat worryingly, this challenge book is crumpled, and at first glance, it seems that it has been held in the arms for half a year.

"Brother Wen, I have waited for this day. I have waited for a long time." Luo Qingquan stared at the challenge book, gritted his teeth, as if staring at an unshakable enemy, "Wait for you to finally return to Ningyuan. Such a day!"

Wen Xuan lowered his head, glanced at the challenge book, and sighed.

"Compete with me again, Senior Brother Wen!" Luo Qingquan shouted loudly, "I want all the people in the sect to know who is the strongest! You just won me by chance last time, but it is still It is my defeated man!"

Sometimes, the ambition is too strong, it is so helpless.

Wen Xuan looked away from the challenge book, looked at Luo Qingquan for a while, and asked with a complicated expression, "Do you want people from the whole sect to watch the battle again?"

"Of course!" Luo Qingquan was firm without hesitation.

"Do you know...now, how do those people in the sect think of me?" Wen Xuan smiled bitterly, with a sad expression in his expression, "Didn't they ever tell you? I am in collusion. ..."

"I don't care about your collusion or not!" Luo Qingquan cut off the conversation very impatiently, and slapped the challenge book heavily, "Do you think you have colluded with the demon, you can no longer share the victory with me? !"

No, Wen Xuan was just dumbfounded when he heard this, and didn't understand his brain circuit at all.

"Even if you collude with demons, you have to lose in my hands!" Luo Qingquan's eyes flushed, staring at Wenxuan like a beast, "I want everyone in the sect to know that you are still defeated after all. In my hands!"

This remark makes people a little bit dumbfounded. It seemed that Junior Brother Luo didn't care what those people in the sect would think of, nor did he care about the status impact of winning or losing with Wen Xuan, let alone whether Wen Xuan was black or white. All he cares about is the victory or defeat between him and Wen Xuan.

Suddenly, Wen Xuan was touched.

After being touched, he looked at Luo Qingquan carefully for a long while, carefully examined it, and then said four words. Those are four words that are well thought out and fit the facts.

"You will cry."

These are also four words that can make Luo Qingquan half-dead with anger.

"You..." Luo Qingquan was really going to die of anger, his whole body was mad, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and bloodshots came out of his eyes, even the finger pointing to Wen Xuan. The head was trembling too, almost unable to lift it up in one breath, "You...you...you..."

"Don't believe it?" Wen Xuan smiled, his expression also showed a bit of confidence and pride, "I find it strange, where did you get your confidence, and you think you can win me? You even passed it. I have lost all of them, and I am stronger than before."

Luo Qingquan was so angry that he completely lost his reason, and drew out the sword from his waist, "I will hack you to death!"

Do you want to compare the previous one here? That's fine, there is no third person here anyway.

Wen Xuan got up and slid back, looking at the sword light dangerously and dangerously passing in front of the nose, his expression calm. He is not a person who can speak arrogantly, the reason why he would say such arrogant words is only because he has a very clear understanding of the strength of both sides. Luo Qingquan was not his opponent at all. It might have been before, but Wen Xuan was just half a Ning Yuan at all. Since he obtained Ye Shengge's technique, finally embarked on the right path, and completely obtained the strength that the Ning Yuan period should have, Luo Qingquan could no longer be his opponent.

Wenxuan didn't even ignite much fighting spirit.

He just invited his own magic weapon flying sword, and stopped Luo Qingquan's offensive like a stroll in the courtyard.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng!

The first one blocked Luo Qingquan from flying from left to right, and the second one pushed Luo Qingquan away from the bottom up and slashed fiercely. In the third one, he directly suppressed Luo Qingquan’s sword. He attacked Luo Qingquan's left armpit.

The third move was a feint attack, Luo Qingquan was pinching a spell in his left hand. As a result, Wen Xuan directly broke through with brute force, and attacked with defensive force. Luo Qingquan caught Luo Qingquan by surprise and lost his position.

However, Luo Qingquan is a person who often fights with others. He decisively retreats and quickly adjusts his state. He is about to make a comeback.

But at this moment, Luo Qingquan felt his whole body suddenly heavy.

I don’t know where this weight came from, and suddenly it was pressed down. First, the surrounding spiritual energy was pressed down as if frozen and could not be mobilized at all. Then, in just an instant, Luo Qingquan could not even lift his fingertips. Up.

"Junior Brother Luo, do you know?" Wen Xuan stood there, wiping the sword light with his fingertips, as if he was an unsheathed sharp blade, "Before... when I was Ning Yuan last time, I used one move one after another. I didn't get it from the epiphany at the time of the breakthrough, because I didn't have an epiphany at all."

Luo Qingquan was still unable to move, only feeling as if sweat was oozing from the tip of his nose.

He had heard similar rumors. Wen Xuan Ning almost never used a move that was different from when he was building the foundation, and he could see it. But he had never thought before, what a terrifying concept that Wenxuan could fight him one win and one loss.

"Don't use the former me to estimate the present me." Wen Xuan smiled at Luo Qingquan, "because this is a world of difference."

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light in his hand picked up, and the heavy **** on Luo Qingquan finally dispersed.

Luo Qingquan staggered and almost fell to the ground, finally standing still.

He looked at Wenxuan and didn't say a word for a while.

"How?" Wen Xuan asked him, "Want to cry?"

Luo Qingquan really didn't cry. Perhaps it was because the gap was so big that he didn't even give birth to any grievances and unwillingness to lose. He just felt unbelievable and incredible.

"Don't try anything with me in the future." Wenxuan put the magic weapon flying sword into his sleeve, turned and walked into the room, "No matter how you try, you will only be humiliated."

Luo Qingquan stared at his back in a daze, without moving for a while.

After Wenxuan had pushed open the door and was about to walk in, Luo Qingquan reacted violently and shouted, "Stop! Do you want to run if you win? No way!"

Wen Xuan paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Luo Qingquan slapped the challenge book on the table into his hand, chased after Wen Xuan, grabbed Wen Xuan's cuff, and slapped the challenge book into Wen Xuan's hand again, "You take it to me. , I will beat you again sooner or later! At that time, I will let the whole sect see it!"

"If I still win," Wen Xuan asked him, "you also want to let the whole family see it?"

Luo Qingquan choked, and then categorically said, "No matter the victory or defeat, there must be witnesses from everyone."

"Forget it." Wen Xuan smiled helplessly. Even today, he saw no one else agree to the comparison. If he wins Luo Qingquan again in front of everyone, he doesn't know what will happen.

Now that his reputation has been ruined, Luo Qingquan is still in the sun, why should he lose this face? At that time, if there was turbulence in the sect, he would not want to see it.

"Forget it, don't forget it!" Luo Qingquan didn't appreciate it, and only asked, "Are you scared!"

"If you really want to pull others to see, I will..." Wen Xuan paused here, as if a threat was brewing.

"What about you?" Luo Qingquan refused to eat this set and immediately sneered.

Then Wen Xuan said indifferently, "I deliberately lost to you."

Luo Qingquan's sneer suddenly froze on his face.

Wen Xuan pulled the cuffs out of his hand, and was finally able to open the door, enter the room, and shut Luo Qingquan outside.

He heard Luo Qingquan cursing secretly outside.

"If you don't pull others to see, then don't pull others to see!" Then Luo Qingquan finally gave in and shouted outside the window, "I will come to see you again! I must beat you!"

Wen Xuan couldn't help holding his forehead.

This kid was hopeless, really completely hopeless. Isn't he completely aware of the difference in strength? Why is he so persistent?

But Luo Qingquan said he would still come to him...

When everyone left him in the cold, such a sentence actually made Wen Xuan a little happy.

When Luo Qingquan's footsteps walked away, Wen Xuan looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly wanted to walk inside the sect again. He suddenly realized that even though so many people's attitudes towards him had changed, there were actually many things in the sect, which were the same as before.

For example, there is one mountain and one river, one grass and one tree.

I really didn't expect that after encountering this kind of thing, Wen Xuan would still walk in the sect. He filtered the strange eyes of others all the way, only concentrating on admiring the landscape. But after the strange look in his eyes increased, Wen Xuan's mood was a little bit corrupted.

It was also a coincidence that when Wen Xuan was knocking the retreat drum in his heart, he happened to pass by the gate of Qi Jibai's Nadan Ding Courtyard. Thinking of Simplicity and now succumbing to Master's coercion, and practicing in it with all his heart, Wen Xuan couldn't help but move in his heart, raising his foot and walking into the Danding Courtyard.

He suddenly wanted to see how well-behaved Jian Jian looked in front of the master.

When the disciples in the Danding Academy saw him, they naturally showed that strange look just like everyone else. But Wen Xuan only wanted to look at the simplicity, turning a blind eye to these gazes, and only asked them to report. Fortunately, these people did not deliberately embarrass Wenxuan, and soon someone went in to find Qi Jibai.

At this time, Qi Jibai was practicing a furnace pill, carefully watching the fire.

Hearing that Wenxuan was here, Qi Ji raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised. But thinking of the helpless kid in the courtyard, Qi Jibai's accident quickly turned into reality, and he couldn't help but shook his head.

And the disciple who passed the biography saw that Qi Jibai was not free, so he insisted, "The disciple will go back to Senior Brother Wen, and let him find Senior Brother Jian himself."

"Don't, don't." Who knows Qi Jibai flatly opposed.

The disciple was puzzled, when he saw Qi Jibai actually got up from the pill furnace, he almost stared out of his eyes. Who didn't know, Qi Jibai never left his body when he made alchemy. Is this the sun coming out from the west?

"I'm going to meet my nephew of the teacher," Qi Jibai ignored the shock and calmly said, "I'll leave it to you to take care of it first. Be careful not to make the fire too hot, try to keep it stable in this fire."

After that, Qi Jibai walked past the stressed disciple and left the pill room.

Wen Xuan only waited in the hall for a while, and saw Qi Jibai coming out of it, and immediately got up and saluted.

"Nephew of the literary master, please exempt the ceremony." Qi Jibai asked, "Why come to me as a guest?"

With the current situation in Shuiyun Sect, it was a wonder that Wenxuan would go out. He didn't explain, he just smiled and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Jian is working hard now, so I can't help but think about it."

"You are really interested. It is the blessing of that kid to have a brother like you." Qi Jibai said, "Unfortunately, that kid is probably not free now."

Wen Xuan was taken aback, the unexpected color was beyond words.

"He is really tired during this period of time. He has already built the foundation for so long, but the foundation is still messed up. No matter what, it's really bad." Qi Jibai said, his face showed a two-point sneer. "If he gets a little distracted today, I'm afraid he won't be able to finish the homework I gave him."

It seemed that this master was really strict, and Wen Xuan couldn't help but sweat a little on his forehead.

But seeing that Qi Jibai cares so much about simple cultivation, Wen Xuan couldn't help but feel relieved by simplicity. He immediately saluted Qi Jibai again, said something that would not disturb the simple practice, and then left.

Before leaving, he couldn't help saying, "Jian's younger brother is very talented, but his mind is not fully focused on practice. He should have been disciplined a long time ago. Just...I hope that Shishu Qi will not be too strict and rest. At times, let him rest more."

Qi Jibai agreed with a smile, but his smile was very complicated.

When Wenxuan finally left the gate of the Dandingyuan, Qi Jibai frowned and the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't want to go back to the Dan room again, and immediately turned and walked behind.

He walked all the way to the simple room and looked at the closed door.

Jian Jian set up that kind of air-isolating formation inside. Qi Jibai is now at the same level of cultivation as Wen Xuan, and because he has been injured in the past, his strength alone may be worse. Wen Xuan couldn't feel the atmosphere in the room through this formation, he naturally did the same, and he didn't know what Jian Jian was doing in it now.

Qi Jibai knocked on the door of the room and stood outside and shouted, "Your brother Wen is coming to see you."

As soon as the voice fell, the house felt as if it were frightened, and there was a flutter.

Qi Jibai waited for a while, guessing that Jian was already ready, so he pushed the door directly in. When I entered the room, it turned out that Jian was not doing anything at this time. Ji just collapsed on the bed, his whole figure resembling a collapsed dead fish. The previous fluttering noise was that Jian tried to struggle to get up, but turned over a table beside the bed.

Seeing that Qi Jibai had come in, his simple expression was like seeing the end of the world.

Seeing that only Qi Jibai came in, Ji Ji suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had survived the disaster.

"Don't worry," Qi Jibai said, "Your brother Wen was sent away by me."

Nodded briefly, "Thank you, Master."

These four words sounded strangely dull, Qi Jibai couldn't help frowning. He walked a few steps towards Jian, and complained, "Do you still know to call me Master? You guys are really good. In order to prevent your brother Wen from knowing what you are tossing about, you even use me as a shield. You want me to act with you, as if I am such a terrible master."

Simply laugh twice without answering.

At this moment, Qi Jibai had already walked behind him, grabbed his arm, **** on his pulse.

After a while, Qi Jibai frowned, "What are you tossing about?"

Facing him, the simple answer was honest, "Predict what will happen recently, see if there is anything that will hurt the brother, and deduct the most suitable exercise for me."

Qi Jibai said that this kid was pretty good, and he was right. He even wanted to push forward the exercises he wanted to practice.

For this feat, I simply tossed myself hard enough. In the past, when he was with Wenxuan, he was very restrained in order to be able to pretend to be as usual during the day. Now that he is here, with Qi Jibai as a shield, he has completely released himself, looking half-dead all day long.

"This is only temporary." Simply said, "As long as I perform the exercises, I can practice with all my strength."

When Qi Jibai heard this, his frowning brow never stretched.

After a long time, Qi Jibai finally let go of his wrist, "If this continues, your life will be at most ten years."

"It only takes ten years for Ningyuan to be enough." Jian didn't care, his expression was as indifferent as drinking water and eating.

"Even if Ning Yuan, according to your method of injury, will leave the root of the disease." Qi Jibai shook his head, "After Ning Yuan, someone else has a lifespan for two hundred years, but you can only have fifty years."

"Fifty years," Jian Jian heard the words, and laughed a little unrestrainedly, "Could it be that I still can't form a golden pill?"