Chapter 76: Immortal Cultivation Extra·Lu Xiangwan Lu
Xiangwan grew up in the center of attention.
He was always known as a "genius", so he naturally had an innate sense of pride.
So when another person with the title of "genius" appeared, Lu Xiangwan couldn't help but compare himself with him.
The master said that the "little genius" was the eldest disciple of Yunyan Sect, named "Lu Yihan".
Lu Xiangwan, who was full of rebellion, naturally wanted to see how Lu Yihan could bear the same title of "genius" as him.
So he took the opportunity when his master went to Yunyan to discuss matters, and used the invisibility technique he had just mastered to quietly follow him. He
happened to run into Lu Yihan practicing swordsmanship under a big tree.
At this time, Lu Yihan was just holding a thin branch, waving it in a very professional manner.
The fallen leaves under his feet spun and danced with his movements.
Little Lu Yihan had a stern white and tender face, without any trace of the coldness after growing up, which made people feel very cute. No matter
how hard Lu Xiangwan tried to talk, he couldn't help but feel a little fondness for him.
Favor is favor, but there will be no shortage of little pranks.
Lu Xiangwan deliberately broke the branch in Lu Yihan's hand and ran away quickly before he found himself.
From then on, it became common for Lu Xiangwan to sneak into Yunyan.
After finding Lu Yihan, he sat cross-legged beside him invisibly, silently admiring him practicing swordsmanship.
Until the branch in Lu Yihan's hand was replaced with a real long sword.
Occasionally, on a whim, he would perform some harmless pranks.
Lu Yihan almost caught him several times, but it seemed that he was lucky enough to escape.
Lu Xiangwan unilaterally understood and became familiar with Lu Yihan, and by the way, he got to know most of Yun Yan.
Lu Xiangwan has been looking forward to his formal meeting with Lu Yihan.
They will definitely become good friends who can talk about anything!
*
Lu Xiangwan felt that the situation was a little different from what he imagined.
The first time the two met formally was in the Immortal Dao Competition.
In the end, they beat each other badly.
Fortunately, Lu Xiangwan gave full play to his subjective initiative, and under the pretext of a competition, he successfully entangled Lu Yihan.
The only flaw is the little junior fellow who protects Lu Yihan like a pig.
Every day, he stares at Lu Xiangwan, as if he is afraid that the pig will eat his cabbage.
Bah, bah, bah.
I, Lu Xiangwan, am not a pig. Sometimes, Lu Yihan is like a juicy cabbage.
Lu Xiangwan wants to make Lu Yihan happy, and it seems that there is no other way except to agree to Lu Yihan's invitation to compete.
Lu Xiangwan decided to ask, and sure enough, he got a good idea from his junior fellow brothers and sisters.
So he spent a whole night studying the spell to conjure up Psylocke.
At the same time, he had to hide it from his master.
If he knew that he stayed up all night to study such useless things, he would definitely be scolded.
The next day, with dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping the whole night, Lu Xiangwan ran to Jiwan Peak with ease and showed Lu Yihan his special skills.
At the moment when the blue psyllium butterflies were flying, Lu Xiangwan had no time to pay attention to the flying psyllium butterflies. All he could see was the smile on the corner of the man's mouth.
And the deafening heartbeat in his chest.
*
But his heart seemed to have stopped beating at the same time as Lu Yihan's death.
He made a big fuss.
In the end, he sat under the wisteria tree on Jiwan Peak, feeling sad, carrying the Wanhan Sword left by Lu Yihan.
Lu Xiangwan cast a spell on the wisteria tree.
It is said that wisteria represents deep longing and persistent waiting.
I hope it will bloom forever, like me, always missing you and always waiting for your return.
*
Lu Xiangwan met a strange demon.
Whenever he saw him, his heart would always beat fast, just like the throbbing under the wisteria tree.
Reason told him that this was impossible.
But his emotions pulled him tightly, and kept saying in his mind: It must be him! The person you have in mind!
Lu Xiangwan returned to Jiwan Peak and sat alone under the wisteria tree thinking for a long time.
But he still couldn't figure it out.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he might as well meet again.
Lu Xiangwan secretly looked forward to the next meeting.
Looking forward to the next beat of his heart.
*
What was waiting for Lu Xiangwan was not the beating of his heart again, but a complete silence.
Lu Xiangwan didn't know how everything in front of him happened.
He would rather it was just a nightmare.
Facing the rivers of blood and the mountains of corpses, Lu Xiangwan froze his body and looked at the figure in the center helplessly.
The words "So what" broke Lu Xiangwan's beautiful fantasy.
Even if Lu Yihan turned into a demon, he would never be like this.
At that moment, he felt speechless anger from the bottom of his heart.
It was as if the purest piece of pure land in his heart was polluted.
*
Things were completely beyond Lu Xiangwan's expectations.
When he arrived, everything had settled.
He was like an isolated bystander, watching all this happen.
But he could do nothing.
He even missed the last side of him. He
only had time to catch a glimpse of the gradually disappearing black figure.
And the blue Psylocke like a moth to a flame.
Lu Xiangwan stumbled to the gradually closing gap, his eyes red.
A blue butterfly landed on his shoulder, close to his cheek, and gently flapped its wings.
Lu Xiangwan trembled and took the blue butterfly on his shoulder into his palm.
The blue butterfly kissed his palm, as if saying its final goodbye.
Then it threw itself into the red light without looking back and dissipated between heaven and earth.
*
Lu Xiangwan looked at the boy who had been following Lu Yihan and was crying out of breath.
Then he stood up, took out a familiar folding fan from his arms and threw it into his arms.
Throwing down the fan, the young man standing in front of him said to him in a hoarse voice:
"Do you know? He said his name is Wei Wan."
"Wei for guarding."
"Wan for Lu Xiangwan."
For Lu Yihan, he will always be the "Wan" of "Lu Xiangwan".
No matter how he changes, Lu Yihan will always guard Lu Xiangwan.
Lu Xiangwan carefully picked up the fan.
——It is a Kunlun jade folding fan.
It is almost the same fan as the one he had before.
The only difference may be that there is an extra inscription on the fan:
May you live for thousands of years and never miss spring.
Do you want me to live a hundred years?
Big tears fell into the dust.
Lu Yihan, your acting skills have really improved. You have fooled me this time.
However, if we meet again in the next life, please don't lie to me.