I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 21 People call him the number one swordsman in Daxia.

"Let my brother take you down."

The scholar sitting cross-legged on the ground said softly.

The bearded burly man standing nearby walked straight to the crack on the ground in front of him without any hesitation, took a step forward, and soon a heavy bang was heard.

The bearded man, the scholar's younger brother, is actually not tall.

About six feet.

He could even be described as short, but his body was too strong. In addition, he was wearing a linen shirt dotted with animal armor, and his face was full of beard and extremely lush body hair.

One can't help but call him a strong man.

Then, the scholar who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff waved his hand to signal Chen Lu and the other two to come to him. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the corners of their clothes. In the blink of an eye, he had brought Chen Lu and the other two to the bottom of the cliff.

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Chen Lu stood there and looked around. The bottom of the canyon here was hundreds of feet above the ground. The surrounding ground was covered with dead grass and gray stones. The rock walls on both sides exposed to the air were washed out by rain.

Looking up, the sky became extremely narrow.

The canyon here is extremely long and narrow, with no beginning or end in sight, but not wide. It can only accommodate eight people standing side by side, and is rather cramped. The rock walls on both sides are covered with honeycomb-like caves.

From time to time, you can hear a sound like a baby crying, drifting in the depths of the canyon with the wind.

"arrive."

"My brother will come down to pick you up in an hour."

"Be careful to listen and look up, don't get crushed to death."

The scholar once again performed the familiar Dao formula and said softly, "Knock."

A three-foot-long green sword shot out from his sleeve toward the sky, and then the scholar who was sitting cross-legged on the rock disappeared. In the blink of an eye, the bearded burly man next to him also disappeared.

After the two left.

Chen Yu took a deep breath, held Huang Shikai's ghost in his left hand with a somewhat alert look, and looked around: "Prepare to meet the enemy."

His plan is simple.

Since killing monsters during the Qi Refining Stage can lead to a considerable improvement in cultivation, why should he waste so much time on the Qi Refining Stage? Although he does not have many spirit stones to buy seriously injured monsters, it is the same to kill them by himself, just with a higher risk.

What's more, as long as he breaks through the foundation-building stage, his pink entry can fully play its role.

The best strategy is to improve your cultivation as much as possible and establish a foundation as soon as possible.

"Good."

Fei Long breathed a sigh of relief, took out his own magical sword named "Dragon Slayer" from his arms, held it tightly in his hand, stood behind Chen Lu, and prepared to meet the enemy together.

He and Chen Lu only knew each other for one day.

But the experience of this day was more exciting than the five months he had spent traveling through time!

And on the cliff above the canyon.

The young man dressed as a scholar sat cross-legged on the spot, looking up at the clouds in the sky with a dazed expression. He was not reading comic books nor cracking melon seeds. He seemed to be distracted or in a daze.

"elder brother."

At this time-

The bearded man who was standing quietly by the side suddenly said in a muffled voice: "He is the first person to squat down and talk to you."

"Why don't you just follow him?"

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The scholar finally reacted at this time, and after a while he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled: "He can't do it, he is too weak and has no power, he is useless to us."

He had been looking for a good master for a long time.

But none of them succeeded.

The reason he gave to his younger brother was that he needed his master to respect him, at least when recruiting him, he could squat down and talk to him, and not let him look up. His younger brother was dull-witted since childhood, and he trusted him very much, so he believed it naturally.

However, every force that came to recruit him would not squat down to talk to him. Not even a family head or clan leader came to recruit him. They were all his subordinates.

Those family heads and even the great elders were not even willing to make the trip in person, as if making a trip in person for the two brothers would be lowering their status.

"But."

The bearded man's voice became a little weaker: "Brother, you won't live much longer. You used to be the number one swordsman in Daxia, but now your cultivation has fallen to the third level of foundation building. If you don't find a good master, you will die."

"Ah."

The scholar, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, summoned a pocket-sized three-foot-long sword and looked with a complicated expression at the natal magic treasure that was trembling and expressing joy in front of him as if it had spirituality. He remained silent and did not speak.

He began practicing at the age of thirteen, established a perfect foundation in the Heavenly Dao at the age of fifteen, and entered the Golden Elixir Realm at the age of twenty-four.

The initial entries and the entries obtained in the subsequent realms are extremely suitable for sword cultivators.

And in several secret realms and caves, he won various entries and skills that were suitable for him!
At the age of twenty-seven, he fought alone against the top three people on the "Genius Ranking List" of Da Xia, and did not lose the upper hand. After fighting for three hours, he killed all three people and killed them with one sword, thus becoming completely famous throughout the world!
People call him the number one swordsman in Daxia.

He is said to be young and promising.

Being successful at a young age, he naturally felt that he was as great as the sky. From then on, he acted more and more as he pleased. He even thought at one point that a sword cultivator should do whatever he wanted, and those who were timid and fearful were not worthy of being called a sword cultivator!

Settle unhappy things and kill people you hate.

He believes that there is nothing in the world that he cannot solve, and no one that he cannot kill.

He offended countless people, but no one could stop him. People only knew that he "Bai Yi" was the number one swordsman in Da Xia, but no one knew that he had a younger brother, and that he and his brother had a blood relationship.

No matter where he went, his younger brother was always waiting for him within thousands of miles.

If you encounter an unexpected situation, teleport away immediately.

Yes, the teleportation range of their bloodline entries is not a hundred miles, but ten thousand miles. As long as he wants to leave, no one in the world can stop him.

His younger brother was a little stupid. Every time he came home and told his younger brother about how powerful he was outside, his younger brother was always puzzled and bored, and just told him to be careful.

He doesn't know what it means to be careful.

He only knew that he was very happy when everyone in the world was discussing him and when everyone called him the number one swordsman in Daxia.

He would even stop and secretly listen to those who admired him talking.

Later.
Later, he finally fell. There is no eternal myth in the world. His reputation in Daxia was once known to half of the people, if not to everyone. But now no one talks about him anymore.

It was as if Da Xia had never had a number one swordsman.

Or maybe there is already a new number one swordsman.

Only four years later, he died in the underworld.

No one talked about him anymore.

There is no longer a storyteller telling his story in a rhythmic way.

In that battle, he was seriously injured at the hands of three great masters in the late Jindan stage. He escaped by faking his death. His cultivation declined drastically, and a bone-eating poison was planted in his body. He had no choice but to wait for death. He had to change his appearance and name, and hide with his brother in a corner of Fufeng City in Daxia.

There is only one condition to recruit him, and that is to give him a piece of "Heavenly Jade".

The price is 3000 Spiritual Stones.

With the Heavenly Dao Jade, although he could not recover to the Golden Core Stage, he could cure the bone-eating poison in his body, making his daily life less painful, preventing him from dying, and allowing him to live a few more decades.

And during these decades he could once again protect his brother.

Although not as majestic as before.

But at least I have enough food and clothing.

But this is the price. No force can offer it, and no force is willing to offer it. He can't say that he used to be the number one swordsman in Daxia and is worth this price.

(End of this chapter)