Inside Wanjiang Pavilion, the red lacquered door was tightly closed. The sunlight was blocked, making the room look particularly depressing.
Ximen Chen still sat in his unique position with a cold face, but there were several chairs beside him, keeping pace with him.
Today, Ximen Chen is not the protagonist.
Siyu knelt on the icy floor. The shiny floor tiles reflected his face in a distorted way, making it a bit ugly.
"What is the name of the next disciple?"
Sitting next to Ximen Chen are several old men with white beards. They are the backbone of the Ximen family - the group of elders.
The role of the elders in the family is far greater than the gimmicks of the patriarch, especially the core members of the elders. They are the real spiritual power of the Ximen family. Even Ximen Chen must be respectful when facing the elders.
It's just that these elders don't manage the Ximen family on weekdays. Except for some extremely important activities, they are too lazy to show up. The only things that can make them keep a straight face are decent things that hurt the family's appearance.
This may sound a bit awkward, but in fact, the existence of the Presbyterian Church is to maintain the dignity of the Ximen family! Anyone or anything that conflicts with the dignity of the family will be the target of their solution.
Because of this, Ximen Chen's face looked so ugly.
It was one of the elders who spoke at the table. Siyu slowly raised his face. In the empty Wanjiang Pavilion, he was the only one kneeling down.
"Back to the elders, my disciple Ximen Siyu."
"Siyu, tell us, what technique did you use in today's competition?" The old elder directly answered the question openly without making any further attempts.
Hearing the elder's question, Siyu didn't even think about it: "I didn't use any skills."
"Absurd, do you think we are all blind?" An elder twitched his beard and cursed angrily.
The elder at the head looked at Siyu coldly, with some anger in his words: "Siyu, please tell us honestly, when you caught Ximen Chi's sword, a red light suddenly appeared in your right hand, it shouldn't be
The secret method of the Ximen family - "Starlight Art", right?"
Siyu was just about to answer, but suddenly she saw her grandfather looking at her. Seeing the nervous expression that had never appeared on her grandfather's face, Siyu felt a little puzzled, and she was forced to hold back the words that had just come to her mouth.
Ximen Chen regretted it extremely now. Because of the relationship between the elders around him, he could not openly transmit the message to Siyu, because there was an elder in the group of elders whose cultivation level was no longer inferior to his own.
The fluctuation of consciousness will definitely be seen through by the other party.
Ximen Chen regretted that Siyu should not have been allowed to participate in this competition.
The Ximen family has a clear rule: members of the family can only practice the family's secret method - "Xingmang Jue" throughout their lives, and are not allowed to practice other cultivation codes. Likewise, members of the family are not allowed to pass on "Xingmang Jue" to outsiders.
They will all be regarded as traitors, stripped of all their cultivation, and demoted from the family's holy place.
Ximenchen's negligence was that he forgot the "goods" in Siyu's body.
One feature of "Xingmang Jue" is that when you reach the fourth level of cultivation, you can reach the state where the sword energy leaves the body. As the cultivation level improves, the sword energy out of the body will gradually deepen from light green, respectively.
, green, dark blue, lavender, purple, deep purple. When the sword energy emitted reaches deep purple, it can shatter the void and become an immortal.
Therefore, when ordinary disciples of the Ximen family go out, it is easy to identify their identities because when they perform their exercises, they emit cyan sword energy.
But Siyu is different. Because the "dragon fruit" he ate has not been completely consumed, the energy Siyu emits is usually red energy based on fire. No wonder the elders are suspicious.
But Ximen Chen couldn't explain to Siyu that way, because that would only add fuel to the fire.
"Do you admit it or not?"
An elder was already in a stalemate with Siyu, holding his neck.
"Why should I admit it? I have obviously never practiced any Kung Fu. I have never even practiced the "Starlight Jue"."
"How dare you, don't pretend to be stupid, because we are just children?!... You have never practiced any skills, how come you can catch the full sword of an out-of-body master?"
"I really haven't practiced any martial arts. Blocking that sword was just my instinctive reaction."
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The two sides were in a stalemate, and Ximen Chen remained silent because Siyu was nominally his disciple, so he could never speak to defend Siyu at this time. He was waiting for the elders to ask questions.
"Hmph, I think you are abnormal. Yesterday you were able to defeat a disciple of the Nascent Soul stage with only physical strength. Today, you did not use any weapons and caught the full sword of the master of the out-of-body stage with your bare hands. You said you have not practiced.
Who will believe it if you have tried any method?"
"I..." Siyu wanted to reply, but suddenly found that he could not find any reasonable excuse to explain this seemingly objectionable question.
The leader of the great elders frowned and said nothing. He found that Siyu's eyes were very pure, without a hint of cunning. Such pure eyes did not look like someone who could lie. And looking at his face, there was no trace of anything.
Concealment. The great elder seemed to be vaguely aware of something, and interrupted everyone's words.
"Siyu, you kneel here for now. We won't allow you to get up. You must not get up."
Siyu looked dissatisfied, but could not go against the wishes of the elders. She raised her head and glanced at her grandfather, and Siyu lowered her head silently.
"Yes, Great Elder."
At the signal of the great elder, everyone on the table stood up and walked towards the inner hall behind them. Ximen Chen followed them, sighed and shook his head, glanced at Siyu, turned around and walked into the inner hall.
Inside the apse——
Entering the inner hall, Ximen Chen helplessly looked at the elders in front of him and forced out a few ugly smiles.
"Achen, we uncles have watched you grow up. As the patriarch of the Ximen family, I think you should know your responsibilities. You must not deceive us for a boy."
Ximen Chen was about to have an attack, but he held it back. "Yes, I won't hide anything."
"Okay, then please tell us whether Siyu's exercises were taught by you. I heard that it has been four years since he became your disciple, and within these four years you announced your retreat. So please tell us, what exactly has he done in these four years?
Where are you and what are you doing?”
Ximen Chen secretly thought in his heart, "Now that the matter has come to this, concealing it is not an option, but I might as well tell the truth. However, I have to cover it up a little bit."
Ximen Chen just thought about it for a while and quickly came to a conclusion. He told the truth about the magical Dantian in Siyu's body and exaggerated it. He also explained that in the past four years, their grandfather and grandson had been staying in "Wanjian"
He retreated in the "Pond", and because of the peculiarity of Siyu Dantian, he was able to swallow a large amount of sword pills in the "Ten Thousand Sword Pond". Over time, some strange energy accumulated in his body.
Ximen Chen spoke vividly, and the expressions of several elders changed when they heard it. Because the patriarch did have the right to arrange for disciples to enter the "Ten Thousand Swords Pool" for retreat, the elders couldn't say anything, so they could only reluctantly believe Ximen Words of dust.
Ximen Chen secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was the first time in more than a hundred years that he had been so nervous, as if time had suddenly returned to the past when he was forced to practice by these uncles.
"Ah Chen, it's not that my uncles don't believe you. Since you said that boy has been in seclusion in the 'Wanjian Pond' for four years, he should have improved in his swordsmanship. Let them give us a swordsmanship later. If it's really good , then we will naturally not pursue it any further. From now on, he will also become a core member of our Ximen family, what do you think?!"
The corner of Ximenchen's mouth twitched, but the elders had lowered their conditions to the lowest, and he could no longer help Siyu plead for mercy. Now he could only rely on himself.
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In the huge Wanjiang Pavilion, Siyu was the only one kneeling alone at the moment, not knowing what to think about.
"Uh-huh...uh-huh!"
A soft cry sounded in the bottom of his heart. Siyu was startled and opened his eyes.
"Xiao San, it's Xiao San!"
Siyu was secretly shocked. He had not seen his mistress for two days. Because this was the family's sacred place, Siyu was not worried about his comfort. In addition, he had been getting together with his brother in the past few days and had already abandoned his mistress in excitement. The back of the head.
"Hmm cow... cow..."
Siyu frowned, and the mistress's paging sounded in her heart again. Its voice seemed a little weak.
"It's strange, the mistress has never called out like that. Could it be that something happened?"
Siyu quickly closed her eyes, calmed down, and searched for the mistress's location.
After a long time, Siyu suddenly opened his eyes, with a confused look on his face, "Why is the mistress there?"
Another call came into her heart, and Siyu didn't think about it in a hurry, so she quickly got up and ran outside.