Qiao Taki had a fight with An Xian.
An Xian won, but she was a little displeased.
"Jojo," An Xian said earnestly, "don't always worry about hurting me, if you can't do it, you should be ruthless, if you should lie, you will lie, winning is the purpose of fighting, the rest It doesn't matter!"
Qiao Taki has long stopped arguing with her about this kind of issue, and just said indifferently: "Okay, let's continue."
An Xian put down her sword, sat beside him, and told her apprentice about her great achievements.
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After An Xian came to Kun-Lai, they entered the outer gate together. At that time, Kun-Lai was only a hundred years old. There were not many teachers, and there were only one or two Feilai Peak. They were beginners while learning the most basic Qi training. This is the most basic test, while learning all kinds of scriptures and meanings.
For her restless nature, it was more terrifying than swimming across the Huanjiang River.
But no matter how scary they are, they have to learn. For this reason, An Xian has to bite the bullet and learn this thing. Fortunately, when there is nothing, the teacher will teach them a few swordsmanship, which is considered an entertainment activity.
An Xian's talent in swordsmanship was so terrifying that it took only half a year to hollow out the teacher. Later, when they met, they let her play.
Recognizing words is not difficult, and An Xian can endure things by rote.
But writing the article just cost her her life.
If this continued, An Xian had to come up with other ideas and find a foreign aid.
Her eyes fell on her tablemate, who was a pale and sickly young boy, gentle and handsome, who usually came and went quietly, and spoke very little, but An Xian heard his voice, it was very nice Yes, there is a charm that she can't describe, which makes people feel very comfortable.
The most important thing is that he has a very good homework and is almost always the first.
So that night, the scumbag Anxian stopped the scholar named Xie Chuandeng and asked for one-on-one tutoring.
The boy declined.
An Xian naturally gave up, rolling up her sleeves and using force to suppress her, but what she didn't expect was that this gentle and sickly-looking boy, after hiding several times without getting rid of her, turned around decisively and hit the ground three times and two times. He beat An Xian to the ground.
However, An Xian, who has long been a disciple of this period, will relax when she is beaten. Instead, it arouses her reason to ask him to learn from each other. Whenever she has time, she thinks about the reason for her loss, and then goes to get a print certificate. Once a day, but according to three meals, anyway, idle is idle.
When encountering An Xian asking for a fight in the name of asking for advice, Xie Chuandeng bowed his head and bowed down: "Sister An, I think I am not an opponent, please raise your hand and spare me."
"Okay, as long as you help me with writing articles, I won't call you!" An Xian agreed very happily.
Xie Chuandeng is a good talker and serious young man, but he met An Xian.
"Little Master, this 'Tao can be very Tao' is very unreasonable," An Xian always has a lot of fallacies when she encounters problems. "If what can be said is not Tao, then what are we learning?"
"This is a strong name for preaching. Everyone learns the Tao differently, and there are always omissions in the text, so it is passed down from master to apprentice." Xie Chuandeng could explain to him carefully at this time.
"Then 'nameless, the beginning of all things; having a name, the mother of all things' is also very strange, what does existence and non-existence have to do with all things? It doesn't matter if you don't, can't you just say it directly?" The teacher in the school was very busy, and the explanation was not as easy to understand as Chuan Deng said, so An Xian naturally would not let it go when she seized the opportunity.
"This is a kind of cognition, whether it is written or formed, it is a summary of all things, so that we can better understand all things," Xie Chuandeng wrote the words "Sun and Moon" on the table, and explained the symbols. The two evolutions of writing and writing, and then said, "Everything grows, and has its own laws, and my generation's cultivation of Taoism is born from this. That's why you asked the sentence, the relationship between non-existence and existence."
An Xian understood a little, and was about to ask other questions when she heard Xie Chuandeng say: "It's been a hard day, why don't you go back to rest first, and then recite it tomorrow."
"Okay! Take a rest, let's have a fight!" An Xian put down the book and moved her muscles with joy.
"No!" Xie Chuandeng's voice suddenly stern, and then weakly said, "The exam is approaching, why are you still so lazy, what should you do if you can't pass, do you want to jump off the cliff? Take the book back to me!"
"No matter what, you're right." An Xian glanced at him and went back with the book.
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Being taught by a famous teacher, it was different. An Xian finally passed the assessment at the end of the term. She and Xie Chuandeng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
But the article is only the beginning, and later the basic Talisman Dao Formation Dao Dan Dao also came together.
An Xian turned around and looked for Xie Chuandeng again.
In those ten years, Xie Chuandeng's life was in dire straits.
After the ceremony of ascending the mountain, An Xian bought two jars of fine wine as a thank you to the little master for his help along the way.
That night, they sat on the green pine on the Eagle's Mouth Cliff, holding the jar and toasting.
"Which peak are you going to?" Xie Chuandeng asked with a smile, probably thinking that he could finally get out of the sea of misery.
"Master Yan has already selected me into Jianfeng," An Xian said happily, "I also asked him for a life elixir, and when I go back next time I pick a dragon and a phoenix, I can cure him."
That "he" was An Xian's fiancé back then. There were countless elixir for cultivation, and there were also medicines to regenerate a broken arm. If you could, if you could protect the family, it would be considered a repayment of the kindness that she had taken in back then.
"Congratulations." Xie Chuandeng raised the altar.
"What about you, has Tai Yifeng passed?" An Xian knew that it was Tai Yifeng that Chuan Deng wanted to enter. His obsession with the Fu array was no less than his obsession with the sword.
"It's still a little bit," Xie Chuandeng was slightly disappointed, "I have to make up the exam for one of the math subjects."
"Why do you have to go to Taiyi Peak?" An Xian persuaded. "I think when you were in the Outer Sect, you clearly liked the practice of medicine. Uncle Bai said that you are very talented."
"What you like is not necessarily what you are good at." Xie Chuandeng looked slightly gloomy, "Sometimes life is like this, and it is difficult to do it well."
"You always make sense." An Xian looked at the distant bright moon, and said leisurely, "Although I don't understand why you always seem to be worried, if you need it later, just come to me."
"Okay," Xie Chuandeng smiled slightly when he heard An Xian's seriousness.
He usually has a sick face and seems to be lifeless, but now he smiles in the next month, which makes An Xian feel heartbroken. Only then did he realize that his appearance is extremely handsome, but he usually hides it with his sullen look. People can't perceive it.
An Xian's heart was together, and she couldn't help joking: "I can't see that your color is so good, anyway, you and I have been together for many years, why don't you marry me?"
Xie Chuandeng was shocked, and there seemed to be a lot of nervousness in his expression: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Where's the nonsense?" An Xian joked, "What's wrong with me?"
"I already have a family!" Xie Chuandeng said immediately, "By the way, I got married before I went up the mountain, and I have a son, please let me go!"
"A lie?" An Xian said inexplicably and strangely, "You haven't mentioned it in the past ten years. With your character, you really have a wife and son, at least you will ask Firehawk to send something back. Forget it, I'm joking. , don't be so nervous."
Is she so terrible, saying that marrying him can force people to lie.
Xie Chuandeng frowned slightly and said, "Don't make jokes about this kind of life-threatening event."
"Life is at stake?" An Xian was taken aback.
Xie Chuandeng was about to speak, but suddenly a human-shaped white jade pendant fell from his chest. He grabbed it quickly and put it back into his arms. With that, there was a sharp wound on his hand. , almost visible bone.
"Your hand is injured." An Xian took out the wound medicine, "Your jade pendant is very powerful..."
"Axian, shut up." Xie Chuandeng refused the wound medicine, his injured fingers tightly covered the jade pendant, and more blood seeped between his fingers, he sighed, "Auntie, you almost died just now. —Forget it, I have to go back to make up the exam, see you next time.”
He walked too fast, An Xian did not catch him.
"Well, that's how I graduated from the outer door." An Xian shrugged a little disappointedly, "Later, I learned that he was an undercover agent sent by Taiqing, and he was already a top-level formation expert in Central Continent. For Feilaifeng, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his cultivation base to sneak into Kun-Lai, and he was going to clear the portal."
"You must go." Qiao Taki simply marveled at her courage, there was nothing in the world that he dared not.
"When I went, he was already dead," An Xian took a sip of wine. "When I went to look for him, he even left a letter. I really wanted to kill him."
"In the second generation of Kun-Lai, the most exciting thing in life is you." Qiao Taki said lightly.
"Normally," An Xian smiled slightly, "what else do you want to know, if we fight again, I'll tell you."
"I know most of what happened after you, and I don't want to listen to you," Qiao Taki stood up and held her slender hand that stretched out to another jar of fine wine, "Don't drink any more."
"Not drunk." An Xian pushed his hand away and grabbed it forcibly.
Joe Taki leaned down, looked at her seriously, and kissed her.
An Xian froze.
Qiao Taki successfully drained the wine, turned and left, hiding his merits and fame.
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Thank you Nana for the rocket launcher, thank you Yixin for the grenade, and thank you Lingbo for the landmine of Wanmeng