Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 269: Fanwai-An Xian (Part 2)

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Qiao Long had a fight with An Xian.

An Xian won, but he was a little unhappy in the victory.

"Qiao Qiao," An Xian said earnestly, "Don't always worry about hurting me. If you can't do it, you should be cruel, or you can lie. Winning is the purpose of the fight. Nothing else matters!"

Qiao Long stopped arguing with her about this kind of issue, but said indifferently: "Okay, let's continue."

An Xian put down the sword, sat next to 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. 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 who learned the most basics. This is the most basic exam.

For her active nature, this is more terrifying than swimming across Huanjiang.

You have to learn no matter how horrible you are. For this reason, An Xian has to bite the bullet and learn this thing. Fortunately, when nothing happens, the teacher will teach them some swordsmanship, which is regarded as entertainment.

An Xian's talent in swordsmanship was so terrible that it took only half a year to emptied the teacher. Later, when I met, they all let her play.

Recognition is not too difficult, and An Xian will pass the things that he memorizes by rote.

But writing the article simply killed her.

If this continues, An Xian has to come up with other ideas and find a foreign aid as soon as she is about to hang up.

Her gaze fell on her deskmate. It was a pale, sick, and frail teenager. He was gentle and beautiful. He was quiet and spoke very little on weekdays, but An Xian had heard his voice, that It is very nice, there is a charm that she can't describe, and it makes people feel very comfortable.

The most important thing is that he is very good at homework, almost always the first name.

So that night, Xuezhu Anxian stopped this Xueba named Xie Chuandeng and asked for one-on-one tuition.

The boy declined.

An Xian naturally did not do it. She rolled up her sleeves and would use force to suppress it. However, what she did not expect was that this tender and weak young man turned around decisively after hiding for several times without getting rid of her. An Xian was beaten on the ground with two hits.

However, An Xian, who is already the disciple Xiaobawang in this issue, would relax if he was beaten. On the contrary, it aroused her reasons for seeking him to learn from him. Whenever she has free time, she thinks about the reasons for her loss, and then goes to print the certificate. , Not once a day, but according to three meals, anyway, idle is also idle.

When I met An Xian again asking for help, Xie Chuandeng bowed his head and bent down: "Sister An, I don't think I'm an opponent. Please raise your hand and forgive me."

"Okay, as long as you help me through the article writing level, I won't call you to fight!" An Xian agreed very happily.

Xie Chuandeng is a very talkative and serious teenager, but it was An Xian he met.

"Little Master, this'Tao can be Tao is very Tao' is very unreasonable," An Xian always has a lot of misconceptions when encountering problems, "If it can be said that it is not Tao, then what are we learning? What?"

"This is a strong name for preaching. Everyone learns different ways. There are always omissions in the text, so it is passed on from master to disciple." Xie Chuandeng was able to explain to him carefully at this time.

"Then'nameless, the beginning of all things; famous, mother of all things' is also very strange. What does it have to do with all things? If all things don't exist, how can they arise out of nothing? If they exist in the first place , Then it has nothing to do with nothing, can't you just say it directly?" The teacher in the school was very busy, and the explanation was not easy to understand. An Xian naturally caught the opportunity and would not let it go.

"This is a kind of cognition, whether it is text or formation, it is a summary of all things, so that we can better understand all things," Xie Chuandeng wrote the word sun and moon on the table, and Explained the two evolutions of runes and words, and then said, "Everything grows and has its own laws. This is where my generation of monasticism came into being. That's why there is the relationship between nothing and being that you asked. "

An Xian understands a little bit, and is about to continue to ask other questions, just listen to Xie Chuandeng said: "It has been a hard day, it is better to go back to rest first, and then memorize it tomorrow."

"Okay! Take a break, let's have a fight!" An Xian put down her book and moved her muscles and bones with joy.

"No!" Xie Chuandeng's voice suddenly screamed, and then weak and weak, "The exam is approaching, why are you so lazy, what should you do if you can't pass, do you want to jump off the cliff? Bring the book back to memorize it!"

"Everything makes sense to you." An Xian glanced at him and took the book back.

……

A famous teacher taught that 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 was just the beginning. Later, the basic Fu Dao array Dao Dan Dao also came over.

An Xian turned around and found Xie Chuandeng again.

In those ten years, Xie Chuandeng's life was simply desperate.

Until the ceremony of ascending the mountain, An Xian bought two jars of good wine as a thank you to the little master for his help along the way.

That night, they leaned on the green pine on the eagle beak cliff, holding the jar to toast.

"Which peak are you going?" Xie Chuandeng asked with a smile, thinking that he could finally escape the sea of ​​suffering.

"Master Yan has selected me into Jianfeng," An Xian said happily, "I also asked him for a life pill. When I go back next time I choose the dragon and the phoenix, I can heal him."

That "he" was An Xian's fiancé back then. There are countless healing potions, and there are also potions for regeneration of broken arms. If you can, if you can, you can protect the family again and it will be considered as the kind of acceptance that year.

"Congratulations." Xie Chuandeng raised the altar.

"What about you, has Tai Yifeng passed?" An Xianzhi Chuan Deng wanted to enter Tai Yifeng. His obsession with Fu Zhen was not lost to his obsession with swords.

"It's almost," Xie Chuandeng was slightly lost. "There is a math class, and I have to take another exam."

"Why do you have to go to Taiyifeng?" An Xian persuaded, "I think when you were at the outer door, you obviously liked the medical practice. Uncle Bai said that you are very talented. "

"What you like is not necessarily what you are good at." Xie Chuandeng's expression was slightly gloomy, "Sometimes life is like this, it's hard to get what you want."

"You always make sense." An Xian looked at Mingyue in the distance, and said leisurely, "Although I don't understand why you always have troubles, if you need it later, just ask me."

"Okay," Xie Chuandeng smiled slightly when he heard An Xian's seriousness.

He usually has a sick face and looks lifeless, but now Yuexia’s smile makes An Xian feel emotional, and only then realizes that his appearance is extremely handsome and handsome, but he is usually covered by that melancholy complexion. It makes people unable to perceive it.

An Xian can’t help but jokingly say: "I can’t see that your color is so good. Anyway, you and I have been together for many years. How about marrying me?"

Xie Chuandeng was startled, and there seemed to be a lot of tension in his expression: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Where is 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 going up the mountain, and I have a son, please let me go!"

"It's a lie?" An Xian said inexplicably, "You haven't mentioned it in the past ten years. Because of your personality, you really have a wife and son. At least you will ask Fire Eagle to send something back, forget it. I'm kidding, don't be so nervous."

Is she so terrible, saying that marrying him can make people lie.

Xie Chuandeng frowned slightly and said: "This kind of life-critical event, don't say jokes."

"Life and death?" An Xian was taken aback.

Xie Chuandeng was about to speak, but suddenly fell from his chest to a human-shaped white jade pendant. He quickly grabbed it with his eyes and put it back in his arms. With this, his hand turned sharply. In the wounds, bones are almost visible.

"Your hand is injured." An Xian took out the wound medicine, "Your jade pendant is very powerful..."

"Axian, shut up." Xie Chuandeng refused the medicine, his injured finger tightly covered the jade pendant, and more blood oozing out of his finger, he sighed, "Auntie, you just Already almost dead-nothing, I have to go back to make up the exam, see you next time."

He walked too fast, and An Xian did not catch him.

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"Well, that's how I graduated from the outer door." An Xian shrugged a little bit. "Later, I learned that he was an undercover agent sent by Taiqing, and he was already a top-tier formation in Central Continent. Da Neng, in order to fly into Kun-Laifeng without hesitating to abolish the cultivation base, he is also preparing to clean up the door."

"You must have gone." Qiao Long was amazed at her courage, there was nothing in the world he dared not dare.

"When I went, he was already dead," An Xian took a sip of wine. "When I went, he even left a letter. I really wanted to kill him."

"In the second generation of Kun-Lai, the most exciting thing in life, I am afraid it is you." Qiao Long said lightly.

"Normally," An Xian smiled slightly, "I want to know what else, and I will tell you another fight."

"I mostly know what happened to you later, and I don't want to listen to you." Qiao Taki stood up and held down her delicate hand that stretched out to another jar of fine wine, "Stop drinking."

"Are you not drunk." An Xian pushed his hand away and snatched it.

Qiao Taki leaned down, looked at her seriously, and then kissed her.

An Xian froze.

Qiao Long successfully drew away the wine, turned and left, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

The author has something to say: 　　 Fanwai should be almost done, right? What else hasn’t been written yet?

Thank you Nana for the rocket launcher, thank you Yixin for the grenade, thank you for the landmine of Lingbo's late dream