Do Not Disturb Ascension

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Changsheng looked confused, hey, isn't that a stupid player?

When we met it on the road before, players would greet it very enthusiastically. Why not this time?

Didn't they notice that it had lost weight?

"I don't know when Changsheng will come out, I miss it a little bit."

"In recent times, it must have been accompanying little uncle."

"The child is really not in vain. Although he eats a lot, he is so considerate..."

Changsheng's wings hardened as he listened to their mutterings.

He even said that he thought about it, but he couldn’t recognize it at all!

Oh, player, lifelong enemy!

"What just walked by?"

"It looks like a crane."

"That's okay, it's a crane, not immortality."

"It feels like more and more cranes are being raised in our clan."

"Haha, yes, I also discovered it. A few days ago, I saw a senior brother who wanted to teach crane swordsmanship, but was crushed by the crane for ten miles. He was so murderous that he couldn't stop him..."

"Sure enough, we are the only cranes who know how to use swordsmanship to live forever!"

"As expected of the crane raised by my junior uncle, it is different from other cranes!"

"However, the one that just walked past really looks like an immortal. Looking at the way it walks with its wings on its back, I immediately got the impression of that veteran cadre..."

When Nangong Tiemen said this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look back.

How could there be a crane walking with its wings on its back like an immortal?

"No matter how long you live, you won't be able to lose weight like that. You're almost as thin as a crane. How many meals will you have to starve? It's obvious, isn't it..."

"You are right, maybe Changsheng has become the idol of the cranes, and they have all begun to imitate Changsheng..."

Dongfang Tiezhu touched his chin and guessed.

Changsheng looked at their backs and killed everyone with his eyes.

hateful! I would rather believe that other cranes are imitating it than that it can lose weight! ! !

"etc……"

Finally, a player discovered that the crane that passed by before seemed to have some cultivation.

In Cangwu Sect, there are not many immortal cranes with cultivation level.

Not to mention the crane in the foundation building stage.

They turned around and looked at the snow-white crane behind them that gradually showed its slender figure. They couldn't help but throw out an identification technique——

【Name】: Changsheng

[Cultivation]: Early stage of foundation building

[Race]: Crane (???)

[Evaluation]: A crane who is good at swordsmanship and has a strong body.

"The Invincible Sword of Immortality", learned from a famous family, the most outstanding one among the best!

Good guy! It turned out to be real immortality!

The players who were talking so loudly were suddenly stagnant, and the embarrassed figure of Ye Fan being chased instantly appeared in their minds, and they were overturned!

“Senior Brother Changsheng actually made a breakthrough, it’s really amazing!!!”

"Looking at it from a distance, I was thinking, I don't know where the crane came from to be so outstanding and lonely. I didn't expect it to be you, Senior Brother Changsheng!"

For a moment, the player seemed to turn on the rainbow fart switch, and words of congratulations poured out continuously.

"Oh--"

Changsheng sneered, waved his wings, and thrust out both swords.

You actually said bad things about me behind my back! You have to give these people a few slaps!

"Senior Brother Changsheng, please spare your life! We didn't do it on purpose!"

"Senior Brother Changsheng poked him first, and I didn't say a word!"

Soon, shrill screams rang out from the mountain road.

Changsheng didn't sting anyone, he just aimed at their buttocks and whipped them violently with the scabbard. This player would hit them a few times, and that player would hit them a few times, and the rain and dew would all get on them.

Among them, there are also some unlucky ones who have been beaten many times and are obviously favored by the immortals. They always scream and their voices are hoarse than others, such as Dongfang Tiezhu who once hugged Baicai and asked Baicai to recognize crane as his father.

"Brother Changsheng, we really realized our mistake!"

"I don't dare anymore! I won't dare anymore!"

"We came to see Senior Brother Changsheng this time for serious business!"

The players ran away and explained at the same time.

Changsheng felt that every one of them had been hit, and they had learned a lesson. With a wave of his wings, the swords were naturally put away.

Since it broke through the foundation building stage, it has reopened its storage space and no longer carries its small satchel. Normally, the sword is kept in the storage space, and when the mind moves, the sword appears, which can also have an unexpected effect.

"What's the matter?" Chang Sheng was puzzled.

Isn’t this group of players’ main business?

When I'm not working, I'm growing vegetables.

"We are very worried about our little uncle and want to do something for him to make him happy."

"Senior Brother Changsheng, you are usually closest to your junior uncle. If your junior uncle likes you so much, you must know what he likes..."

The players announced it honestly and looked at Changsheng with expectant eyes.

Immortality is a bit flamboyant, and of course the owner likes it the most.

Only it will always accompany its owner, and everyone else will have to step aside. But what does the owner like most? It couldn't think of anything for a moment.

Most of the time, Si Ruochen is very

Busy, busy practicing, busy learning various things, he seems to only like these.

But sometimes he is happy when he plays with his friends.

"Uncle Junior likes to study formations and swordsmanship, but he has recently started practicing elixirs..." Changsheng looked at this group of players. How are they going to make their master happy? Are they going to test the medicine?

"hiss--"

The players felt their scalps numb when they heard it.

Is this the world of the boss? How could anyone like formations that are more difficult and complicated than advanced math?

Not to mention swordsmanship, unless you are extremely talented, you will not be able to achieve results in a short period of time. Currently, the spirit swords they use are all [automatically emitting sword energy] models.

Obviously, the junior uncle probably won't like it.

However, their goal is to make the young master smile.

It is difficult to achieve what you like, but what about other aspects?

"Senior Brother Changsheng, let's make some plans first..."

The players were lost in thought.

"Okay, if you need anything fun, just call me!"

The Changsheng players practiced their skills and were very satisfied with their Changsheng Invincible Sword, so they walked back leisurely.

The daily sword practice ended and it was another perfect day.

Three days later, Si Ruochen officially began to teach foundation building disciples.

Changsheng was sitting in the front row as always. The difference from before was that he had lost a lot of weight, which attracted many surprised looks.

"Is that Changsheng who ranks first in Qi training in the Immortal Sect Conference?"

"The speed of cultivation is so fast. Although it is only the early stage of foundation building, but the cultivation is solid, I think I will be able to break through to the middle stage of foundation building soon..."

"After all, he is my junior uncle's disciple."

Changsheng felt happy as he listened to the low-key exchanges between his classmates.

Soon, Si Ruochen appeared on the podium.

The whole palace fell silent for an instant.

It seemed that it hadn't been too long since they last saw their junior uncle.

However, this period was extremely long and painful.

The image of the young uncle standing in the snow, his body covered with cracks, reappeared repeatedly in his mind, becoming more and more profound day by day.

Until this moment, when I saw my junior uncle appear again, I instantly breathed a sigh of relief. My eyes fell on him and I couldn't look away anymore.

He sat quietly on the futon, his frost-white hair hanging down like a handful of light snow. His whole body was bloodless and sickly, as if it would break if touched.

However, everyone remembers the sword light as clear as snow during the battle, and the sharpness that seemed to tear apart the soul.

sky

Last month, it was pure and flawless.

With one sword, the world becomes white.

Once upon a time, the entire world of cultivation was in full bloom, and monks could choose to get started with the Taoism they liked. After the invasion of the demonic realm, they all chose Taoist methods with strong combat effectiveness and the ability to protect themselves.

Over the past hundred years, the number of sword cultivators in Cangwu Sect has increased. Even if they don't practice swordsmanship, the disciples will learn three moves and two moves so that they will not be helpless when encountering danger.

Si Ruochen first learned swordsmanship because of a killer.

In order to fulfill the original owner's wish, he would study swordsmanship. The understanding of the way of swordsmanship starts from the smallest trickle and turns into a river.

He answered the disciples' questions one by one. If the disciples really didn't understand, he would raise his hand to demonstrate.

Many disciples just lack guidance and no specific direction. The teachers are too busy. Any doubts they usually have are hidden in their hearts and can only be understood by themselves. Now that they have received guidance, they have made rapid progress.

They all felt that the young master's swordsmanship was magical, and they were not very clear about the flaws and deficiencies in their own swordsmanship, but the young master's uncle could always point them out and teach them how to improve.

Even Yuanying and the elders who have higher cultivation levels cannot do this. The young master's uncle is extremely talented and terrifying!

For a time, kendo courses became very popular.

More and more disciples come to listen to the class every day. After listening to it, their kendo realm has improved crazily and their strength has greatly increased. This made the players very jealous, and as soon as they got anxious, they broke through to the foundation building stage.

However, the players' level of swordsmanship... is hard to describe in a word.

Although I don’t understand much, I occasionally get a flash of inspiration.

It seems that I have enlightened, but I don’t know exactly what I have enlightened.

In order not to waste the seats they worked so hard to occupy, the players decided to record videos and upload them to the game forum to let others see the world.

[It was the first time in my life that I listened carefully to a lecture. Although I didn’t understand, I stared at my uncle’s face and listened to every word]

[I have never taken online classes so seriously before. It would be great if this was my high school math teacher...]

[If you give your junior high school mathematics textbooks and ask him the above questions, maybe he can really teach you the questions]

[Stop talking, the dimensional wall will be penetrated if you talk again]

[Speaking of horror, I have an elder Taoist priest who has truly become enlightened! He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child. After watching the video of his uncle, he has mastered swordsmanship. He asked me to give him a game account so that he can become a disciple.]

[If you don’t want to be kicked out for bragging, go to VCR]

[My second uncle is really good at practice, please

Watch [video]]

【Grass! Is this true? 】

[Not surprising, the martial arts secrets in it are also useful, and the boxing and palm techniques are useful, but few people practice them]

【When will you complete the mission? 】

[I can’t even imagine how beautiful my little uncle looks when he smiles]

[Coward, I dare to think! If I had a game account, I would have logged in long ago! 】

[Relying on swordsmanship for one generation will never be enough in this lifetime! 】

"Don't worry, we are already planning."

"Family, you don't know how hard we have been working lately!"

In order to complete the mission, the players have made quite full preparations. Recently, they have been watching various funny videos like crazy, trying to absorb the essence from them, hoping to make their little masters laugh.

[Open your mind, you can also take another path. The mission only says smile, not what kind of smile it is.]

[It can be a cruel sneer, an angry smile, or a helpless smile looking at a fool...]

"Thank you, kind soul."

"If we are beaten to death, we must remember to come see you."

The players' minds were indeed opened, but they didn't dare. If they did something to offend the junior master, he might not take action before other disciples rushed over.

They were busy and sneaky, and finally attracted the attention of other disciples. After learning the purpose, everyone decided to join in.

The players suddenly felt the pressure doubled. The prize pool set for the task has been getting bigger and bigger, which makes people full of desire.

Some Cangwu disciples who couldn't think of a good way took the initiative to throw in unused treasures, such as spiritual materials for refining equipment and high-grade spiritual pills. Disciples who were short of money would also throw in some spiritual stones, etc.

Later, some high-ranking members of the sect who did not want to reveal their names added some precious things, which accumulated into a huge fortune as a reward for those who could really make the junior master happy. If the task is completed by several people, they will distribute it by themselves.

At the beginning, the players only wanted to use the prize pool as an excuse to attract Cangwu disciples to participate. Now things are getting bigger and bigger. The small art performance they planned has attracted more than half of the people who want to participate.

Without the players' invitation, Lin Jinhuan talked to Si Ruochen about this matter and asked him if he wanted to go.

"Those junior brothers and sisters are very interesting. There is a custom in their hometown. There will be celebrations before the festival. Everyone can wear their favorite clothes and perform freely on the stage."

"The festival is approaching recently, and the junior brother has also come out of retreat. They want to celebrate.

Many fellow disciples will go there. Do you want to go and see?"

"Go." Si Ruochen sometimes finds it difficult to understand the idea of ​​the game.

In what kind of mental state did He issue this task?

"That's great!"

"Do you want to change clothes when the time comes?"

"I remember that you always wear white clothes, and then disciple clothes. It seems that I have never seen you wear red. Otherwise, let's change this time. You wear red and I wear white?" Lin Jinhuan suggested.

"...Okay."

Seeing Lin Jinhuan's hopeful face, Si Ruochen did not refuse after all.

On the night of the full moon, countless lanterns were lit up in Cangwu Sect.

Spiritual flowers bloomed, and the lights were heavy.

The moonlight was bright, like a fairyland on earth.

Players wanted to have a more festive atmosphere, so they arranged various festival customs, such as the lanterns that are only available at the Lantern Festival, and the second generation who set up stalls to sell masks and sugar figurines.

Many disciples thought it was fun and had a unique skill, so they set up a stall to sell clay figurines, write on fans, and so on.

Tonight, Si Ruochen wore a red dress.

The red dress was blazing, like a burning flame.

No matter how hot the color was, it was suppressed by the icy air.

However, compared with the coldness of the past, today was more special.

The frosty white hair fell down, and a blood-colored tear mole at the end of the eye, like the last stroke of the painter, suddenly added color to the black and white painting, and even the plain white clothes burned into bright ochre red.

He walked among the crowd, and his body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy light, which was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone in Cangwu Sect knew the Junior Master, but no one showed any surprise, no one gathered around, and no one greeted him.

Junior Master rarely came out, so I didn't bother him.

But I couldn't help but look at him for a while, and then look at him again.

Lin Jinhuan changed into a white Taoist robe, tied his long hair into a high ponytail, and bought a folding fan with a picture of a crane dancing with a sword.

The folding fan fluttered gently as he walked, and he followed behind Si Ruochen leisurely, full of youthfulness, like a young master from a noble family who was out for fun.

Tu Shanyue, who had deliberately dressed in red and wanted to travel with Lin Jinhuan, saw Lin Jinhuan from a distance, and then saw Si Ruochen who was traveling with her. She stood still and wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare.

Tu Shanyue looked at the red clothes on her body, and then looked at Si Ruochen. He had obviously prepared carefully, but now he felt like he was walking on the road in rags.

Lin Jinhuan always liked to wear red.