Yan Wunuo waved to Xiao Lang and signaled to follow him, then turned and left. When Xiao Lang saw this, he quickly followed.

"You have passed through the Heart Burial Platform, and you are considered my disciple." Yan Wunuo said to himself.

His words were tantamount to officially acknowledging Xiao Lang's identity. Today, Xiao Lang is no longer the ordinary registered disciple he was before.

"I have never seen a new disciple who can persist on the Burial Heart Platform for six hours since I came to the Burial Sword Villa." Yan Wunuo just faced the front and said as if talking to himself, not at all.

It doesn't matter whether Xiao Lang hears it or not.

It turns out that half a day has passed. Xiao Lang didn't feel that time passed so fast just now. No wonder players began to come to Burial Sword Villa.

"As far as I know, there has never been a disciple who dared to challenge the Burial Sword Peak without falling, since the day when the Heart Burying Platform was built," Yan Wunuo continued: "This is not a compliment to you, if you had just

If the leader hadn't spoken out to save you, I'm afraid you would have turned into powder long ago."

In fact, Yan Wunuo said this just to prevent Xiao Lang from being too "proud". After all, if the leader could save everyone on the heart-burial platform, many people would not become fans.

"It was the disciple who was reckless." Xiao Lang didn't know that it was so dangerous just now. In fact, if Xiao Lang hadn't heard the words of the seniors of the villa in front of him, he wouldn't have known whether his performance was good or bad.

Now that I heard Yan Wunuo say this, I couldn't say I was afraid, but I still felt a little palpitated.

If he dies here, Xiao Lang will most likely be reborn directly in Novice Village. At that time, Yan Wunuo probably won't come to him again. So where can Xiao Lang find another family that is willing to accept a person with incomplete innate spiritual roots?

A disciple? You can't wait for some big boss to discover you.

"Everyone has his own way. Facing the mountains, some people choose to go around them, some people choose to climb over them, and some people choose to level them all, just to see the scenery behind the mountains." Yan Wunuo walked slowly and spoke slowly.

Not in a hurry: "You chose the most difficult one.

That is your own path, and it has nothing to do with whether you are rash or not. What's more, you have done well. If you are not forced back by the general trend of Sword Burial Peak, even if the leader comes, he will not be able to save you. But.

Even so, this kindness will need to be repaid in the future."

"Disciple dare not forget the grace of saving his life." Xiao Lang replied, whether in reality or in the game, Xiao Lang is not an ungrateful person.

"Oh, the most important thing for those who practice Taoism is cause and effect. Today's cause is bound to be another's effect. Even if it is not possible, you will have to use your life to pay for it." Yan Wunuo looked back at Xiao Lang for the first time and said.

"I will pay it back." Xiao Lang also stopped, his expression as usual.

"You're good." After Yan Wunuo finished speaking, he stepped forward: "This heart burial platform is also too overbearing. In the early years, I don't know how many talented disciples died here, otherwise they would be buried with the sword.

The status of the villa is not limited to just these few thousand disciples."

Xiao Lang originally thought that Burial Sword Villa was an unknown sect in this world of immortality, but according to Yan Wunuo, this sect is quite strong?

But it doesn't matter if you are strong or weak. Neither he nor Yan Wunuo are disciples of the Burial Sword Villa, so naturally they cannot practice the skills of the Burial Sword Villa.

"Although you are not a disciple of the Burial Sword Villa, and logically you should not experience the Heart Burial Platform, but as my master, I still made the decision to let you go through this. After all, being able to experience this calamity with a mortal body will benefit your future cultivation.

There are great benefits." Yan Wunuo said.

There are some things that Yan Wunuo did not say. If Xiao Lang had not passed through the Heart Burial Platform, then the relationship between the two of them as master and disciple would have ended here. Xiao Lang was the one favored by heaven and would not die if he died. That book "

"Xianji Yuanjing" also ended this fate. But if Xiao Lang broke through, he would have escaped.

Avoiding the past, Xiao Lang is still his disciple, but he will never teach his own methods. After all, Hetian Wuji Sword must have the aura of death and no life in order to practice it to the extreme, and practice cannot

The ultimate Hetian Wuji Sword is not as convenient as ordinary swordsmanship.

"Okay, we're here. You can stay in the east room from now on and come back as soon as you go as a teacher."

Unknowingly, Yan Wunuo led Xiao Lang to a courtyard. The courtyard was deep and clean, but there were no bridges, flowing water, or pavilions. It was like an ordinary courtyard house.

There is no decoration at all, only an unknown white flower planted all over it.

It can't be said to be beautiful, it can only smell a faint fragrance. It seems that even the most common wild flowers are more beautiful and fragrant than it, but the vitality of the little white flower that can be planted on this mountain peak that is unknown thousands of meters away is unquestionable.

Xiao Lang seemed to have smelled this fragrance somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Yan Wunuo saw Xiao Lang's actions and said, "I can take care of these flowers myself. If you don't understand flower art, don't ruin them."

"Disciple understands." Xiao Lang was a little embarrassed. He can definitely be regarded as a big boss in literature and art. It would be too difficult to let him commit murder and let him grow flowers. What's more, this kind of flower doesn't seem to exist in reality. God knows it.

What customary surname is there?

"You stay here first and wait to become your teacher." After Yan Wunuo finished speaking, he left the courtyard.

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Lutai Mountain, Burial Sword Villa, Burial Sword Peak, Hanfeng Hall.

In the entire hall, there were only two people, Yan Wunuo and Feng Daoren, the head of Burial Sword Villa.

"Are you sure you want him to enter the life and death box?" Feng Daoren looked serious at this time, not as smiling as before in front of everyone.

"OK." Yan Wunuo replied.

"This disciple surnamed Xiao is talented, tough, unafraid of life and death, and is a favored one. He is an excellent seedling for cultivating Taoism. Even if he does not enter the box of life and death, he has experienced the training of the Heart Burial Platform and can open his Taoist heart.

Wait, the future is limitless." Feng Taoist persuaded Yan Wunuo.

"I know, but he was born with no spiritual roots and can hardly practice the Five Elements Taoism." Yan Wunuo sighed softly, "otherwise, I would not let him risk his life like this."

"If he fails in the life and death box, even if he is a favored one, he will probably never come out. Even if he comes out, his cultivation will probably stop forever." Feng Taoist advised, not only for Xiao Lang, but also

For the sake of Yan Wunuo: "The price is too high. And as far as I know, your brothers' skills are not within the Five Elements and do not require spiritual roots."

"If he hadn't behaved like this on the Heart Burial Platform, I would have only taught him the techniques, but now, I want to teach him the Hetian Wuji Sword. If he has no spiritual roots, it will be extremely difficult for him to pass the fifth sword.

Yan Wunuo said: "Whether he lives or dies, it all depends on his destiny. I believe that since my brother has handed him over to me so earnestly, he will not be willing to let him disappear like this among others."

"Okay," Feng Taoist looked at Yan Wunuo for a long time before nodding: "Since he is your disciple, I will not persuade him any more, but you also know that anyone who enters the life and death box will be buried in my sword villa.

As a disciple, this is a rule set by the master and I have no right to change it."

"I know, so from today on, I will also worship at the Burial Sword Villa." Yan Wunuo made up his mind, rolled up his robe, and prepared to pay homage to Feng Taoist.

"I can't do it, I can't do it." Taoist Feng hurriedly supported Yan Wunuo and said, "Let's do this. On behalf of my master, I will accept you as the 31st disciple of the Burial Sword Villa. From now on, you and I will treat each other as senior brothers."

That’s it.”

"Yes, senior brother." Yan Wunuo was not embarrassed or uncomfortable at all, nor was he pretentious.

"Junior brother, you have sacrificed a lot for this disciple," Feng Daoren changed his title. He seemed to be less comfortable with it than Yan Wunuo. He then sighed. He knew that Yan Wunuo's surname was absolutely unwilling to be restricted -

- If you don’t accept disciples, don’t start a sect, and don’t interact with others, you will be like a truly hermit with no desires and pursuits, leaving behind the world’s reading ability.

In fact, if he and Yan Buhui had not been friends for a long time, Yan Wunuo would not have become a guest at Burial Sword Villa.

Now because of this disciple, Yan Wunuo is finally no different from cultivators like them.

"I first let him step onto the heart-burial platform, and now I have made my own decision to put him in the life-and-death box. There is no need to talk about sacrifice or anything like that. I just hope he won't blame me in the future." Yan Wunuo shook his head gently: "

It's good if it succeeds, but if it fails, the worst I can do is take care of him for the rest of his life."

"Junior brother, what you said is serious." Feng Taoist said, half comforting and half explaining: "He is just a disciple, even if he is extremely talented, it is just talent. No one knows where he will reach in the end, and now he

He can be regarded as a disciple of our Burial Sword Villa. Even if he fails to enter the life and death box, as long as he can come out, the master will ensure that he has enough food and clothing."

"This is different." Yan Wunuo replied: "Although I don't want to accept a disciple, even if I was asked by my elder brother, I would not be willing at first, but since he has passed through the Heart Burial Platform, he is already my Yan Wunuo.

Disciple, if this is the case, I will be responsible for my disciples."

"I just discovered that junior brother's temper is also so stubborn." Feng Daoren smiled helplessly, and then continued: "I can't help you, so I won't say anything. You can go and bring him here now.

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"Thank you, senior brother." Yan Wunuo bowed and saluted.

In fact, Yan Wunuo understood that the Life and Death Box was not a place that could be opened casually. It was completely like a forbidden area in the Burial Sword Villa. However, the leader did not mention the difficulty at all, and only mentioned the most basic rules set by the master.

, this favor cannot be simply expressed with the word "thank you".

"Xiao Lang, I hope you won't disappoint me." Yan Wunuo muttered to himself as he left Hanfeng Palace.

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