The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 348 Master Doesn’t Speak, I Don’t Speak (5)

Having entered the secret realm of Fuyao, what Xuan Qingzi saw was a field of lily of the valley flowers all over the sky. The fragrance wafting with the breeze made people feel refreshed. Judging from the landing point, Xuan Qingzi was very lucky. In the crowd, he did not fall into the swamp where it would be difficult to break free once submerged. Xuan Qingzi drew out his own flying sword. Let him use it for now.

Thinking of Master's words, the corners of Xuan Qingzi's mouth couldn't help softening. Master obviously wanted to forge a sword for him with his own hands. Just thinking about Xuan Qingzi's heart made him happy, and he planned to get the sword made by Master for him. From now on, the sword must be carried close to the body and cherished carefully. On this day, Xuan Qingzi never imagined that in the distant future, he would cut his most precious natal sword into two with his own hands. cut.

Xuan Qingzi was very cautious. He looked around. There were lily of the valley flowers all around. He watched the butterflies flying and the small animals freely shuttled among the flowers. After finding nothing abnormal, he waved his hand to make the flying sword fly into the air. I carefully dug a lily of the valley from the ground and put it in the mustard seed space ring. Master is very fond of these natural plants, and she also likes to plant some flowers and plants. This lily of the valley is smaller and more exquisite than the ones outside. The petals are as clear as jade, the stamens are tender yellow and soft, and the posture is more pleasing and delicate, I think Master will like it.

He jumped onto the sword with a light body, and was about to fly away with the sword when he heard a delicate and soft female voice sounding slightly flustered behind him: "This fellow Taoist, please wait!"

Xuan Qingzi turned his head to the side, and what he saw was a frail female monk. She was wearing a peach pollen dress and a layer of transparent tulle. The tulle coat should be some kind of defensive magic weapon. Xuan Qingzi knew this clearly because the robe on his body was also a magic weapon for defense, but compared to his robe, which was embroidered by the master stitch by stitch, the other party was more like Linglangxuan. I bought it, but it is definitely not an ordinary cultivator who can afford a magic weapon. Looking at the Liuyun pattern waist plate hanging on the woman's waist, Xuan Qingzi understood that this is a disciple of Liuyunmen.

There are five sects and three demon sects in the world of cultivating immortals. Liuyun sect is one of the five sects. The other four sects are Zhanxing Pavilion, Jinglian Temple, Jianfeng gate, and Jingyuan sect. The three major sects are Hehuan sect. Gate, Yinling Pavilion, Puppet Gate.

Rong Baizhi was chased here by monsters, her appearance was disheveled but still pretty, she looked at the young sword cultivator with frosty hair and silver robes, who was as pure as a fairy, she asked the elders to stuff her in. Looking for a chance, she is already 99 years old this year, and she will be full in a few days. She is not qualified to come to this secret realm, but she is the daughter of the head, so there is a way to enter the secret realm.

And if you can find a backer in the secret realm, find a treasure, it will be a great fortune. If you want to ask who in this world can give people the most sense of security, it is the most murderous sword repairer. Although this sword repairer It is white hair like a demon cultivator, but it gives off an aura that is as clear as winter and full of aggressive coldness, sharp but extremely clean. There is no doubt that it is a person who practices decent skills.

Rong Baizhi couldn't tell that the sword cultivator in front of him was from a sect, but judging from his clothing and temperament, he was definitely not a lowly casual cultivator. In the end, it was possible that he was born in the Jianfeng sect. Almost all famous sword cultivators were born in the Jianfeng sect. Bit must be no exception.

"This fellow Taoist, the little girl's name is Rong Baizhi, and she is the daughter of the head of the Liuyun Sect. I wonder if you can give the little girl a ride? The little girl's cultivation base is low, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive in this secret realm... "Rong Baizhi showed a sad face, her eyebrows were frowned, and she was charming.

Xuan Qingzi remembered what Master said to him, that he should accumulate virtue and do good deeds, be kind and kind to others, learn to help others, even if he is not a good person, he should have a clear conscience, so that his state of mind is clear and clear, and he will not be disturbed by external things. I also know how difficult my fate is on the road of cultivating immortals, and it is beneficial and harmless to do more good deeds to accumulate merit.

But Xuan Qingzi was not willing to let others approach him. He took a few talismans from the mustard space and threw them to Rong Baizhi. The master was proficient in spells, talismans, and swordsmanship. He was ashamed. It was extremely embarrassing. After several setbacks, Xuan Qingzi gave up unwillingly. The talismans he used were all from the hands of his master. Not to mention other things, the power definitely belongs to the upper class in the world of cultivating immortals. Even those immortals may not be able to resist. Master's Talisman.

He lost the talisman and left with the sword, without leaving a word.

Rong Baizhi was so angry that her face was almost crooked. She is the daughter of the head of Liuyun Sect. How could she have received such a cold reception? But when she saw this strange talisman of unknown grade but with extremely pure aura and profound meaning, she immediately understood this. It's not an ordinary talisman. I put it away carefully, and I have a better impression of the sword cultivator. I think it's a boring thing to give her such a treasure. There's nothing to see on the surface, maybe I've already moved my heart inside, otherwise How could he give her such a good talisman.

Xuan Qingzi walked forward for a while, and suddenly smelled a strong fragrance. Before he could guard against the shock in his heart, the fragrance became clearer and clearer gradually—it was the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Xuan Qingzi shook his head, he vaguely saw the looming figure in the thick fog, the figure gradually disappeared, but Xuan Qingzi still recognized it.

"Master...?"

Xuan Qingzi landed, put away the flying sword and walked there, he suddenly forgot what he was doing before, he saw a large sweet-scented osmanthus forest through the mist, the scenery here could not be clearer than Xuan Qingzi, this is the residence Feng, he has lived in Jufeng for 12 years. This is the back peak. He remembered that there was a pool here. The water quality in the pool was cool and clean. You can rest your bones, clean your body and refresh your mind in that pool of water.

He kept walking there, the road Xuan Qingzi was already familiar with.

Xuan Qingzi heard the sound of rushing water, and stopped involuntarily. He saw the master walking into the pool wearing only a single silk shirt. The cold water quickly soaked the single clothes, and Xuan Qingzi took a breath. Tight, his heart was beating like thunder, he knew that his breathing at this time was already disordered, hasty and flustered, with secret thoughts that he himself hadn't noticed.

Xuan Qingzi faintly felt that something was wrong, he had great respect for his master, it could be said that he regarded her as a god, he had a good relationship with his master, but he definitely wouldn't have such charming thoughts.

Moreover, Master's innermost unlined clothes are usually with water patterns, water and fire are not invading, how can they be soaked by mere pool water, besides, how could Master not notice his arrival, besides, he did not hide his appearance at all Meaning, the breathing is so messy, how could it not be noticed, the master is the most powerful, he still remembers that the master can even detect a small bird flying not far away.

Xuan Qingzi's eyes sharpened, and he quickly broke away from the state just now. He calmed down, closed his eyes and settled down, and found the eye of this illusion in an instant. He drew his sword and swung it towards the void. The broken sound began to spread, and Xuan Qingzi opened his eyes again, he was out of the illusion, and the position at this time was just leaving the lily of the valley bush.

Xuan Qingzi's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the place where he had cut earlier, a transparent cicada pupa was buzzing, his expression was cold and without any mercy, he turned around and went into the lily of the valley bush to take a few more plants away, The role of these lily of the valley flowers may not only be beautiful, so Xuan Qingzi planned to bring some more to show the master.

(End of this chapter)