On the eve of the Jianshan Competition, Leng Can rises
It was the first time that Cong Mo stayed awake for a long time. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the couch, feeling very sound.
On the other hand, Leng Can's mind was still lingering for a long time about Cong Mo's response to him during the first illusion.
The soft lips touched his, and it tasted sweet. He swallowed his saliva, and for a moment he felt itchy and tossed and turned.
"Ahhh..."
He sat up suddenly, got off the couch, picked up the sword on the table and shook it, "Muxue, don't sleep anymore, I can't sleep, come out and chat with me."
Blue smoke transformed. Mu Xue rubbed her eyes and lit the fairy lamp on the table. She looked at her master puzzledly and saw the obvious dark circles under his eyes. "Master, I'm very sleepy."
Leng Can stared at her hesitantly, "You stay in the sword every day, what's so tiring about that?"
"I'm cultivating in the sword." Mu Xue yawned and sat down on the jade stool indignantly. "We sword spirits have the same schedule as you humans, our masters. We cultivate during the day and sleep at night, even in the sword. Yan Huo and I are in Wuqing Mountain, absorbing the most abundant and vigorous spiritual energy. Why shouldn't we work hard?"
She patted Leng Can's shoulder and said, "Master, after you came out of the illusion, I can feel that your spiritual power has increased a lot. Small things like flying a sword are no problem at all. And passing the illusion means that you have the most basic guarantee to stay in Wuqing Mountain. Why not work hard? When you come down the mountain, I will follow you. I am working so hard now so that I can help you in the Sword Mountain Competition so that we can have a chance to stay on the mountain."
"What's so good about staying in this broken mountain?" Leng Can curled his lips. "When the time comes, you can leave with me and still have a good life."
Mu Xue shook her head with a look of grievance, "I grew up here since I was a child, I won't be willing to leave, and the master will definitely stay, I don't want to leave the master."
Leng Can raised his chin, rather dissatisfied, "Is she more important to you than I am to you?"
Mu Xue blinked her eyes, as if to say, "This is not natural. The master is more powerful than the master. She must choose the master."
Leng Can was angry and disdainful. His mind, which had just been confused by the kiss in the illusion, suddenly cleared up, or it could be said that he jumped from one confused circle to another. He slammed the table and stood up, scaring Mu Xue, with a blazing fire in his eyes, "Wait! I must take her down!"
So, when Cong Mo got up the next day to have breakfast and passed by the training ground, Leng Can was struggling to pose with his sword.
Cong Mo: “…”
The sun rose from the west today.
She covered her hungry stomach and walked into the cafeteria full of doubts.
In the training ground, Leng Can glanced at Cong Mo's back out of the corner of his eye. When he saw her enter the cafeteria, he immediately slumped down and said, "I'm so tired."
He clenched his fists and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Cong Mo, just wait for me. I will definitely let you experience my seductive skills!"
"Senior Brother, is Xiaocan working hard for the Jianshan competition?" Cong Mo asked.
He didn't even glance at her, burying his head in his bowl. "Is he even trying so hard when he hasn't even gotten out of bed?"
"Brother, didn't you see it?" Cong Mo pointed in the direction of the training ground. "Xiao Can finished his breakfast early and went to the training ground."
"?"
He stuffed a bun into his mouth, pushed the door open, and walked out. He retreated within a few seconds and looked at Cong Mo with fear on his face. "Could he be possessed by the person in the illusion? Actually, actually..."
Cong Mo said calmly, "No, I killed everyone in the illusion, so I don't have the chance to find him to possess."
Yu: "Uh..."
"The arm is moving higher."
He felt a cold touch on his wrist, which forced him to raise his arm. His calf was pressed hard, bending downward. Leng Can's legs were weak, and he staggered forward and almost fell.
"Be careful." Cong Mo grabbed his wrist.
Leng Can had stood firmly, but his eyes turned and he fell backwards with the force, aiming at Cong Mo and falling directly on her. His head hit Cong Mo's shoulder lightly, and his arms wrapped around Cong Mo's waist. He clung to her with grievance, "I didn't mean to do that. I was just scared."
"I'm sorry." Cong Mo patted his back to comfort him. "It's my fault. I scared you."
"It's not Xiaomo's fault." Leng Can grabbed her sleeves tightly, tears falling down two times, sobbing, "Yes, it's my fault that I'm too stupid."
"Not really." Cong Mo frowned, held up his head, and wiped away his tears. "Swordsmanship is difficult to learn. You have never been exposed to it, so it's normal that you don't know it."
"But..." Leng Can dodged Cong Mo's hand and turned his head away, "Xiao Mo already knows these techniques, and... he doesn't want to teach me because he despises my stupidity."
The voice gradually weakened, as if it had suffered a great bullying.
Cong Mo sighed and stroked his soft face, "I really don't want to, but..."
Leng Can sniffed, ignoring her words, and coquettishly pushed her hand away. "Xiao Mo hates me, I've known that for a long time. Since no matter how hard I try, I can't meet Wuqing Mountain's requirements, and Xiao Mo is getting impatient, I'm going to ask for my master's resignation and leave the mountain."
"How can I hate you?" Cong Mo looked a little flustered. He grabbed his arm with one hand and pinched his chin with the other to force him to look at him, looking straight into his watery eyes. "I have never been tired of you. Why didn't you listen to my next sentence and just kept talking? I didn't want to teach you in the past, but now is different. Although you are indeed not suitable, if you really want to learn and work hard to stay here, I will definitely support you. Xiaocan, have you forgotten?"
Cong Mo raised his hand to wipe away his tears, took out two orange candies from his waist pocket and stuffed them into his mouth. "I am very powerful. The number of people in the world who can match me can be counted on one hand. Even if you are stupid, I can protect you and help you get first place. As long as you trust me."
"I believe you." Leng Can held the candy in his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes again. He felt wronged and unwilling. He hugged Cong Mo tightly, buried his head in her neck, and cried softly.
Cong Mo patted his back gently to comfort him.
And standing aside and watching the whole scene,
Cang: "..."
Based on his brief understanding of Leng Can, he knew that he had no ambition to cultivate the Dao, and he would definitely not be bothered by not being able to stay in Wuqing Mountain.
Junior Sister Cong Mo actually fell for his trick. He scratched his hair, puzzled.
Could it be that the person possessed in the illusion was not Junior Brother Leng Can, but Junior Sister Cong Mo?
He hurried forward and said, "Junior brother, please stop crying. Don't people always say that real men don't shed tears?"
"What do you care about me?" Leng Can said in a muffled voice, holding Cong Mo tightly.
He looked towards Cong Mo for help, "Junior sister..."
Cong Mo nodded, pushed Leng Can and raised his head, "Xiao Can, stop crying, your eyes will swell up."
"Yeah." Leng Can wiped his eyes obediently, "Xiao Mo, I won't cry anymore."
Cang: "..."
He held his forehead and said, "Junior brother, the Jianshan competition can only use swordsmanship. Although my junior sister is full of spiritual energy and her talisman skills are unstoppable, if she uses them in the competition, it will be extremely cheating. The people of Jianshan practice swordsmanship diligently every day. Those who can stay in Jianshan are at least not good enough. They are already great figures. Even if they can't beat my junior sister, they are still among the best in the world. During the competition, people who know each other will definitely form an alliance to pass the level together. My junior sister is alone, how can she face an entire immortal sect? There is still time now, so we should seize the time to improve ourselves."
"I will." Leng Can held Cong Mo's hand and picked up the sword. "Brother, I will work hard. We can't let the people of Jianshan look down on us."
"Yes." Xi looked at him with relief, "Well then, Junior Sister, you go find the Master, and I'll take care of Junior Brother."
"Okay." Cong Mo let go of him, "I'll go first."
Leng Can: “?”
Cong Mo is not practicing here
This was completely different from the sweet duo queue he had expected.
He took two steps forward, "Little..."
But before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Xi.
He smiled at him sinisterly, "Junior brother, let's get started."
Leng Can's mouth twitched, and he felt that he had messed up.
"Brother, I, I..."
He clenched his fists, making them creak. "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I will definitely make sure you learn something useful today."
When the sun had set and only a ray of orange light remained, he was willing to let Leng Can leave.
Leng Can was almost out of his mind, staggering weakly, "Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother."
He hadn't even had half an hour for his lunch break today when he was dragged to the training ground.
It's not like he didn't think about resisting, "Brother, I was just acting for Xiaomo. Please let me go. I'm really not cut out for this."
"So you want to disappoint Xiaomo?" He sighed. "If you give up now, I can only tell Junior Sister Congmo that you're breaking your promise this morning. I'm afraid she'll be very sad. You were so good this morning, but now..."
"Don't." Leng Can looked dazed. "I'll practice. Isn't it okay for me to practice?"
Leng Can didn't even have time to cry. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep in just a few seconds.
I woke up the next day with a sore back. When I saw Yu at the training ground, I wanted to jump off the mountain and run away.
He waved at him, "Brother, come quickly."
Leng Can was on the verge of tears, and walked forward, "Brother, can we..."
"No." He smiled gently, "I will tell my junior sister."
Leng Can: "You threaten me!"
"Um."
Leng Can scratched his head and cheeks, unable to speak out his pain.
He was forced to train him for more than a month.
Leng Can complained about being tired, but every time he was on the verge of giving up, he would cheer himself up.
In the end, he had made great progress and had mastered the basic sword techniques. He could protect himself in bare-handed combat, but he was still unfamiliar with the application of spiritual energy to sword techniques, and needed time to improve.
The old man Qingyi was very effective in teaching Cong Mo the unity of sword and spirit, and he basically reached the point of unity between man and sword, and interaction of spiritual energy.
As for the Demon Realm, it was peaceful during this period and no trouble occurred. The Immortal Mountain was preparing for the Sword Mountain Competition and only a small number of manpower were allocated to protect the peace of Sword Mountain and prevent any trouble.
The day of the Jianshan Competition soon arrived.
Leng Can leaned on Cong Mo's shoulder, feeling nervous about tomorrow's Jianshan Competition, "Xiao Mo, I..."
He has really put in a lot of effort these days and has high expectations for the upcoming competition. He doesn't want his and his seniors' efforts to go to waste.
"No." Yi sat down next to him and turned his head to lean on his shoulder. "Effort will definitely bring good results."
"Don't pull me." Leng Can pushed him away in disgust. "I'm sure I can succeed! I'm so powerful, how can a mere Jianshan person make me fail? It's a joke!"
He smiled and said, "Master brother, you are so powerful!"
Cong Mo cooperated and said, "Xiao Can is powerful. If you can't beat him, you can hide behind me."
"Tsk!" Leng Can rolled his eyes. "Just wait! Let me beat them up!"
The next day, when the old man Sui Qing went to Jianshan and saw the people of Jianshan, he felt that they were all ferocious and evil. He was so scared that he just wanted to run away.
He grabbed him, his eyes teasing, "Aren't you going to beat someone up?"
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