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

The fire on the stone platform gradually burned out, and the smoke dissipated, revealing the embarrassed figure inside.

Luo Qingquan was protected by two shields in the center, and the star river sand jacket he was covering was dimmed, and there was no trace of the original brilliance. A lot of black hair came out of his crown, which could hide the look on his face. And he knelt there on one knee, without moving for a while.

"Junior Brother Luo," Wen Xuan asked, "Are you still fighting?"

Luo Qingquan moved abruptly, almost jumped to his feet, decisively raised the small shield in his hand, and slammed it against Wenxuan's door.

Wen Xuan quickly avoided.

As a result, the small shield fell apart during the flight, turning into a pile of fly ash and dissipating in the air.

"Huh!" Luo Qingquan flicked his sleeve fiercely, and limped his teeth to the edge of the stone platform. As long as you step over this edge and go down, you will be considered a winner.

"Brother Luo wants to surrender?" Someone muttered in a low voice.

When Luo Qingquan heard this, he couldn't help but pause, clenching his teeth, and then looked back at Wen Xuan. He held the folding fan in his sleeve with one hand, and he was about to pull it out. But this relic left by his father is already the only intact magic weapon under his body.

Wen Xuan watched his eyes suffocate a little bit, thinking, when it's over, you won't really cry again.

Luo Qingquan just squeezed the folding fan and struggled for a while, then tucked it into his sleeve, snorted again, and finally jumped down and fell out of the stone platform.

"Senior Brother Luo really lost." The surrounding spectators suddenly commotion.

Luo Qingquan didn't care about them, so he walked away and flew in the direction of his own Dongfu. He didn't say hello to Wenxuan who was still on the stage.

Wen Xuan smiled helplessly: This is the rhythm of running home to cry.

He shook his head, fell gently from mid-air, and landed on the table.

Zhang Xiaoqing stepped forward with a smile of joy, "Brother Wen, congratulations."

Wen Xuan responded implicitly, reaching out his hand to call the magic sword embryo back to his side, also extremely happy in his heart.

The voice in the audience gradually became louder.

"Brother Wen won!"

"Sure enough, Senior Brother Wen is better!"

"Let me just say, Brother Wen is powerful, so it's so easy to be overwhelmed by Brother Luo!"

Those who originally supported Luo Qingquan buried their heads and closed their mouths. And those younger brothers and sisters who supported Wen Xuan one after another high-five to celebrate, and they were more happy than they had won, as if they were proud of them.

"Senior Brother Luo was able to win before, it really was because of the benefits of weapons, and victory is not martial!"

Luo Qingquan hadn't walked far at this time, just when he heard this, his figure was obviously stagnant in the air. He wanted to turn his head back to refute, but in the end he gritted his teeth again and accelerated his departure.

Wen Xuan couldn't help pursing his lips when he saw this scene.

After Luo Qingquan's figure disappeared completely, he walked to the center of the stone platform, raised his hand to suppress the noisy sound of the mountains and plains, and said, "In the past few days, I lost to Junior Brother Luo. , Indeed because of lack of strength, the loss was convincing."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent for a while.

"It's just recently that I have gained new gains and realized new moves, and I was lucky enough to win him." Wen Xuan smiled again, "It can be seen that the temporary loss is only temporary, and you should not stick to it. The only way is to keep moving forward."

Because Wenxuan personally demonstrated in front of him, everyone in the audience kept nodding their heads even after such a great principle.

Many people have bright faces and seem to be encouraged, "Brother Wen deserves to be Senior Brother Wen!"

"Yes, as long as you keep moving forward, the momentary victory can always be reversed!"

Invisibly, Wen Xuan's popularity rose again, and the impact of Luo Qingquan's defeat was also diminished in everyone's hearts.

Wen Xuan relieved his heart and walked to the audience.

Zhang Xiaoqing followed him with a smile, "You are really kind, but it's a pity that Brother Luo will never remember your favor."

"I didn't expect him to remember." Wen Xuan shook his head, then turned around and said, "Junior Brother Luo must be sad at this time, Junior Brother Zhang, go and persuade him."

"What does he do? He is really arrogant in the past few years, and he owes a lesson. It's the business to celebrate and celebrate." Zhang Xiaoqing shrugged her shoulders and said with a smile, but saw Wen Xuan. Having been staring at her calmly, the words couldn't help but stagnate.

"Okay, you are a good brother who cares about the same class." After a while, Zhang Xiaoqing sighed, turned around, and really followed Luo Qingquan's direction, "I try to persuade him, but will he listen to me? Yes, I can't guarantee it."

"If you go to persuade, he will definitely listen." Wen Xuan said with a smile, and looked to the left again.

Seeing that he wins in a nutshell, it was naturally surprisingly happy. I wanted to rush to his side early in the morning, but I had to settle down and deal with the photo talisman first. When he stored all the images left by the shadow charm in a piece of jade slip, thinking about it, he saw that the soles of his feet were full of people, and there was almost no place to stand away from this branch. Step on these people and rush over.

Wen Xuan smiled dumbly, rose up in the wind decisively, came to his side lightly, and stepped on the same branch as him.

"Brother!" Jian Jian held his arm at once, and smiled like a flower. "It's great, it's great!"

"It's just a fluke." Wen Xuan was still humble.

"What a fluke, this battle is really exciting!" There was just such a spot on the branch, simply standing very close to Wen Xuan, almost leaning against Wen Xuan's arms, "Brother, you are too powerful, I know, you really so amazing!"

Wen Xuan rubbed his head with a smile, and was about to say something, but he heard another whispering discussion around him.

"Who is this person?"

"A newcomer in the outer door, I don't know when he actually caught up with Brother Wen."

"It's so close..."

Ji Jian naturally heard these words, and turned his head to make a provocative grimace, which immediately attracted more unfriendly eyes.

"Heh." He sneered. "At this time, brother, you are really welcome."

Wen Xuan felt that he was saying something weird, but didn't think much about it. He just patted him on the head to save him from attracting hatred, "Okay, since it's already up, we'd better hurry up..."

As he was about to leave with a brief summary, he suddenly had another meal.

Crossing the crowded crowd in the mountains, he saw a figure in the distance. The man was sitting on a rock in a secluded place in the distance, exactly where Ningyuan stage could reach, and he was looking at this side.

This person also came to watch the battle? Wen Xuan was slightly surprised. After all, based on his knowledge of this person, this person should not be interested in this gambling fight, let alone come here in person to watch the game.

That was an elder in Shuiyun Sect, whose surname was Qi, Qi Jibai. This elder Qi only had the cultivation base of the Ning Yuan period, but he was also a figure respected by Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan glanced at the young man beside him again, if he realized something.

"Brother?" The simple gaze couldn't see so far, and he couldn't help being confused.

Wen Xuan smiled and changed his words, "You stay here for a while, and I'll come as soon as I go." After saying that, without waiting for a simple objection, he stood up again and flew towards Qi Jibai.

"Uncle Qi." He respectfully greeted him, "How come you are free today?"

"Just a few days ago, I just prepared a pot of medicine, and I have a little more free time." Qi Jibai is white and pure, like a mortal brother, but his robe is slender and clean, and his smile is light and light, as if with something They were all one floor apart, "I took an errand from the head."

Really come to observe the simplicity? Wen Xuan was agitated and couldn't help but asked, "How do you feel, Master?"

Knowing what he asked, Qi Jibai shook his head, "The five elements are complete."

Wen Xuan's expression couldn't help changing.

The five elements are complete, which is a simple spiritual root. The spiritual roots of monks are generally as pure as possible. After all, people’s energy is limited. The more complex the spiritual roots, the more they can learn. In the end, they are often entangled, making it difficult for people to see the way to go. I don't know what the root should be, and I will spend my whole life on it.

Although Wen Xuan was also a Ning Yuan monk, he was not so immersed in this way for a long time like Qi Jibai, and he couldn't see it so accurately at a glance. In the past, he knew at best that simple spiritual roots were not pure, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated.

"But," Qi Jibai said again, "is a good seed."

Wen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help asking, "What do you say?"

Qi Jibai smiled softly, "There is more than one road to cultivation. There are mixed spiritual roots, and there is a mixed method of spiritual roots. As long as you take the right path, it will not be worse than the others."

This is not the theory of Shui Yunzong. Shuiyunzong takes water as the most important thing, and cannot raise people who can say this.

"In contrast, xinxing, understanding, obsession, and even luck are more important in my opinion. But how many people in the sect can agree with me, I don't know." With that, Qi Jibai He got up again, glanced at the simple direction from a distance, and couldn't help sighing, "I still lack a good apprentice. It's a pity that a seedling like this probably doesn't like me."

"Uncle Master does not need to be like this!" Wen Xuan said hurriedly.

Qi Jibai smiled and glanced at him, "You don't have to say this against your heart. I only ask you, if the kid you are so optimistic about now falls into the hands of me like a waste person, will you follow me all day to concoct medicine? Feel it a pity?"

Suddenly, Wen Xuan was so blocked that he couldn't speak a word.

Naturally, Qi Jibai wouldn't really wait for him to answer. He just waved his sleeves and left here.

Wen Xuan stood there for a while, couldn't help shook his head, and then returned to the simple side.

"Brother!" Jian Jian hurried over, "What happened just now?"

"I went to meet the person who was sent to see your performance." Wen Xuan asked him with a smile, "Do you know who it is?" After speaking, he reported the answer without waiting for the other party to answer. "It's Danding Academy. Uncle Qi."

"Uncle Qi?" Jian Jian suddenly had a subtle expression on his face.

"What? Have you heard of it?"

"Naturally heard, Qi Jibai of Danxinyuan..."

Wen Xuan knocked on his forehead suddenly, "Now it is our Shuiyun Sect."

With a simple ouch, he immediately covered his forehead with extreme exaggeration, "Yes, yes, I was wrong, he has left Danxinyuan long ago, and now belongs to our Shuiyun Sect."

Only then did Wen Xuan show satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to wrap Simple in the escape light.

Flying halfway, Wen Xuan glanced down again, just in time to see a group of people coming from outside the Zongmen. One of them was Shi Buhui Shi, who was called to visit the ancient cave mansion a few days ago.

They have all returned?

Wen Xuan suddenly felt that double happiness was coming, overjoyed.

Since the person who visited the ancient cave mansion has returned, does he have the skills he can practice?

When he reached the boundary of the outer door, Wen Xuan put Simple back into his cabin, and turned around impatiently, ready to go back and find someone to inquire.

"Brother." Jian Jian stopped him from behind, as if gossiping at home, and asked casually, "Do you know what Elder Qi said when he left Danxinyuan?"

The escape of Wen Xuan could not help but stagnate.

Of course he knew about this. What Qi Jibai said that day was well-known and spread widely in the cultivation world.

——"The sect loses me, why should I not lose the sect?"