66 Ji Chen didn't expect his sword to be so popular

There were less than five days left before the six sects' disciples' competition began, and almost all the sects' disciples had signed up.

All the senior disciples who had been traveling outside had returned, attracted by the rewards.

The registration places of each sect were crowded, and it was impossible to squeeze in.

Ji Chen squeezed for an entire afternoon before he was able to register and received the 100 taels he had been dreaming of.

After receiving the money, Ji Chen remembered that he had forgotten to ask Xue Wuxi where the money came from.

There were 52 disciples who signed up for the Wuji Sect alone, which was more than 5,000 taels.

Although the other sects did not have as many disciples as the Wuji Sect, they must have a lot when added together.

How could he get so much money when he first opened an immortal sect?

It couldn't be a loan, was it borrowed?

Who could lend him so much money in one go? Could it be... the second brother?

Ji Chen was thinking about this serious question, but he saw Fu Changgeng running towards him again with a wine bottle.

This was the fifth time he had given him wine today.

In the past, when he saw someone giving him wine, Ji Chen was always smiling.

He had never refused wine given by others.

But Fu Changgeng was not giving him wine at all, he was simply asking for his life!

Ji Chen ran away.

But his body without spiritual power could not outrun Fu Changgeng. Before he had run two steps, Fu Changgeng grabbed the collar of his neck.

Ji Chen ran breathlessly, but Fu Changgeng was as calm as water.

If an outsider came by at this time, he would definitely think that Ji Chen had made a mistake, and Fu Changgeng, as the master's disciple, would teach Ji Chen a lesson.

But after Fu Changgeng grabbed Ji Chen, he suddenly knelt down in front of him, "Please teach me, senior!"

Ji Chen subconsciously looked around, fortunately he ran to a corner where few people passed by, and there was no one around.

"You get up first, okay?" Ji Chen was a little speechless.

Fu Changgeng stood up obediently, and said the same thing: "Senior, please teach me, do you know? The reward for the champion changed from the sword manual of the sword ancestor to the sword of the sword ancestor, and the six sects disciples went crazy!"

How could Ji Chen not know?

When he signed up, the thing that the senior disciples around him talked about the most was this.

Their eyes sparkled, and they wished they could start a fight right now, and kill one of them so that one less person would have to participate in the competition.

Ji Chen had never thought that his sword would be so popular.

As if they could really take it away.

"Senior~" Fu Changgeng was desperate, and even began to pinch his voice and act coquettishly, "Please teach me, please!"

It's not that Ji Chen didn't want to teach him, but it cost spirit stones to teach him.

If it was just verbal guidance, it wouldn't achieve a rapid improvement.

After thinking it over, Ji Chen finally spent three spirit stones for Fu Changgeng.

Then he took him to a forest in the back mountain.

Ji Chen demonstrated Fu Changgeng's sword to him, and in an instant, more than half of the forest in front of him was bare.

An unfathomable gully appeared on the ground.

Fu Changgeng was stunned.

His mouth opened wide unconsciously: "Wow————"

Three spirit stones were only enough to swing a sword, and the sword energy swung out was about the same level as the sword energy swung out when he saved Yuan Yi before.

However, this sword technique is Ji Chen's original sword technique, named "Zhan Chunhen", which only requires very little spiritual power to swing a sword energy that can destroy the sky and the earth.

If Fu Changgeng can learn this sword, there will be no problem in reaching the last round.

Ji Chen returned the sword to Fu Changgeng, who was still staring at the bare trees, and patted him on the shoulder, "Practice well, there are still five days."

Then he repeated the secret of using spirit and energy in this move, mainly to learn to gather spirit in the sword.

Fu Changgeng nodded repeatedly, showing Ji Chen an extremely admiring look.

After explaining everything, Ji Chen found a living tree to sit down and started drinking.

"You practice, I will watch you practice and guide you."

"Okay! Thank you, senior!"

Fu Changgeng just finished thanking, and felt something was wrong. He turned around and asked Ji Chen, who was already paralyzed under the tree and began to rot: "Senior, I saw that you also signed up, could it be... you also want the sword of the Sword Ancestor?"

Ji Chen raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth, answering incoherently: "I just want to join in the fun, I am not interested in that thing."

Fu Changgeng was relieved.

Otherwise, if such a powerful person took action, he would definitely have no chance to win the championship.

*

Wuji Sect, Huanchen Hall.

After finishing the competition for the six sects' disciples, Xue Wuxi had a rare moment of leisure.

He had just sat on the cushion and was about to close his eyes and meditate, when a red figure suddenly gathered in front of him.

The figure gradually changed from transparent to solid, and it was a man in red shorts.

As soon as the man appeared, he smiled and teased him: "Hey, beauty."

Xue Wuxi turned a blind eye, pretended not to hear, and closed his eyes.

Li Yuan knew that Xue Wuxi didn't want to pay attention to him, and laughed even more wantonly: "Pay attention to me, beauty, I have something important to tell you."

After that, he stuffed a piece of peach blossom pastry into his mouth, chewing it with a crunch.

Xue Wuxi was annoyed by the noise of his chewing, and finally closed her eyes and said coldly: "The Huanchen Palace is a place for meditation, chewing is prohibited."

"Oh."

Hearing Xue Wuxi scolding him, Li Yuan stuffed all the remaining peach blossom pastries in his hand into his mouth in one breath and chewed even louder.

Of course, he didn't mean to anger Xue Wuxi. He mainly felt uncomfortable if he didn't finish it, but Xue Wuxi didn't let him eat it, so he could only stuff it all into his mouth in one breath and chew it quickly so that there would be no strange noise.

"Crack——"

"Crack, crack, crack, crack——"

"Crunch, crunch——"

Xue Wuxi tried hard to suppress the roar that was about to burst out, bit his lip to resist getting angry, and closed his eyes to continue meditating.

After a long time, Li Yuan finally chewed it all, and even licked his fingers with a sense of unsatisfaction.

After that, he took a step forward to approach Xue Wuxi, "Hey, I really have something to tell you, about my master."