When Cen Xi first started practicing qi and entered Taoism, he was jokingly placed in the first position on the list.
The path to immortality has been clearly arranged, and everyone in the world of cultivation can imagine the future life of this unparalleled genius with their eyes closed: cultivation and ascension.
Cen Xi lived up to expectations. As the son of the leader of Xiaoyao Mountain, he was extremely talented.
Prediction of Bagua Cultivation World: Qi training at the age of three, foundation building at the age of five, Nascent Soul at the age of seven, and transformation into the spirit at the age of ten! When he ascended, he changed his name to Cen Aotian on the spot!
Just kidding, of course.
But when Cen Xi was only twenty-seven years old, he entered Guiyi Academy with Golden Elixir Dzogchen. The people who ate the melon were not only shocked, but they couldn't help but pat their little hearts. Forget it, why should people make things difficult for others? Ordinary people like them can't compare with geniuses!
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Cen Xi has lived among flowers since he was born.
He is the number one in the world certified by Heaven, and he was born to be the center of attention.
He enjoys the favor given to him by his relatives and friends, and never hesitates to work hard to repay those indulgences and expectations.
He lives a flamboyant and wanton life, which is the dream of thousands of fairies in the world of cultivation.
But he still couldn't forget that there was someone on Hanshan Mountain who responded with one sword to heaven and earth. He was a more unrestrained and unrestrained existence than the one who moved the nine states with one sword after practicing the swordsmanship of Xiaoyao Mountain to perfection.
He was still young, just a kid in the foundation building stage. He clenched his small fists to cheer himself up and vowed to compete with this person sooner or later.
It's a pity that before he matured, he heard that the man fell into the devil's abyss and was never seen again.
Until he accidentally fell into the ghost place that was rumored to be only accessible and inaccessible. When he met his old friend again, he was full of sighs and just wanted to shout: Hey! Come and fight!
(Small theater)
"Do you want to compete with me in swordplay?" The man's voice was low and loose, and his thin lips pressed against Cen Xi's ear, making it turn crimson.
Cen Xi exhaled and exhaled, feeling that his breathing was not smooth.
"Not bad! Hey... Hey! Let's fight!"
"Oh, don't worry, let's compare swords first."
Intention: A young man should wear bright clothes, be angry with a horse, and be free and romantic
