White Master Black Disciple of Cultivation

The white figure in his sight gradually enlarged, his figure was tall and straight, his temperament was like a cloud, and the gentle smile on his handsome face seemed to be able to shake all beliefs.

He said, "Come back with me."

There seemed to be a crack in the frozen heart, revealing the bright red heart inside, bang, bang, is this the sound of a heartbeat?Why so clearly and audibly?

Frowning and staring at the lifeless pupils of the demon king, Jiang Muxuan suddenly felt a jump in his heart, this is a sign of madness!

"Wake up!" Jiang Muxuan said in a deep voice, sinking into his dantian.Although there is only one word, the spiritual power contained in it is terrifying. Even the nearby guards feel refreshed, and their fatigue is swept away.

When the sober Demon King saw the expressionless Jiang Muxuan, he suddenly asked, "Have you seen me before? When I was this tall." Then, he gestured at his waist.

Jiang Muxuan looked at him with the eyes of an idiot, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "You are nine hundred years old, I am five hundred years old, do I think I will meet you when you are so tall?"

The Demon King nodded thoughtfully, but his eyes were clearly puzzled, as if he was troubled by some problem.

Not caring about the abnormality of the Demon King, Jiang Muxuan walked away. This Chen Huo clearly had a problem, but whether the problem was big or small still needs to be further determined.

Silently following behind Jiang Muxuan, the Demon King quietly looked at the figure not far away, and there was something in his mind that was ready to come out, but when he wanted to search, there was no trace.

The two fell quietly in the courtyard, Jiang Muxuan turned around, was stunned when he saw the devil's eyes, and blurted out, "What are you looking at?"

"You." The Demon King replied quickly without seeming embarrassed at all.

Before Jiang Muxuan could react, the Demon King continued, "Be my master."

The word "Master" seemed to have touched something in Jiang Muxuan's heart. Without thinking about it, he directly retorted: "Impossible!"

The Demon King didn't seem to expect Jiang Muxuan's reaction to be so strong, and asked subconsciously, "Why? Don't you have no apprentices?"

"Who said I didn't?" Jiang Muxuan replied with an ugly face, and turned to go back to the room.

Seeing that Jiang Muxuan was about to leave, the demon king unconsciously took a few steps forward, and asked: "Then where is your apprentice? There is no trace of two of you living together here, and there is no news of your apprentice from the outside world. Could it be that he is dead?" ?”

A soft moan sounded, and there was a chill in his throat. The Demon King quietly looked at Jiang Muxuan who could no longer suppress his anger.

"Even if my apprentice dies, it's not your turn. There's still half a day left. Please leave after the hour."

With a flip of his hand, the sword was sheathed, and Jiang Muxuan entered the room without looking back. Looking at his posture, he was not going to come out before the devil left.

The devil touched the wet blood on his neck, and said to himself: "It turns out that his neck turns red when he is angry..."

After standing there for a while, the devil suddenly walked out of the courtyard and came to the busy street.

"Do you know the apprentice of Immortal Wooden Sword?"

"I don't know, isn't Immortal Wood Sword not accepting disciples?"

After repeating this kind of conversation ten times, it was finally interrupted by a slightly shrill voice, "I have all the information of Immortal Wood Sword here, and the price is guaranteed to be fair. Do you want a set for this immortal?"

The Demon King turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, ignoring the obscene smile on the man's face, and said coldly, "Are you sure it's all of them?"

The man rolled his eyes and said haha: "Of course I can't say it's all, I can only say that there is no more complete one on the market. After all, I am also a fan of Wood Sword Immortal, hehe."

After throwing out a few high-grade spirit stones, the demon king flicked his sleeves, and the jade in the man's hand fell into his hands.After getting what he wanted, he didn't linger any longer, and went straight back to Jiang Muxuan's courtyard.

He is now very curious about Jiang Muxuan. In his vague memories, there is clearly a person who looks very similar to Jiang Muxuan, but the temperament between the two is very different. People are as gentle as jade, but Jiang Muxuan is as cold as ice.

The content in the Jade Slips is indeed very detailed, including all of Jiang Muxuan's famous battles, and even some unknown videos, which look like they were specially photographed secretly. In the close-up of Jiang Muxuan's facial features and body, the devil murmured.

It is not unreasonable to be famous with swords. Jiang Muxuan's swordsmanship is so superb that even the peerless master, the Demon King, is fascinated by it.

Immersed in the jade slips, the demon king unconsciously pulled out the sword from his waist, and danced with Jiang Muxuan's swordsmanship during the battle.

The body is new, and the swordsmanship is new, but the demon king can't feel the slightest stagnation, as if he was born with this set of swordsmanship, although he could easily break the body of the human race in battle before. , but this time it went so smoothly, so smoothly that he couldn't believe it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers all over the floor. With a movement in his heart, he turned his sword, rolled up a series of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, spelled two characters in the air, and then sent them into Jiang Mu's propaganda room with sword energy.

After doing all this, he was in a good mood, and walked out of the courtyard leisurely, completely unaware of how much impact his actions had brought on Jiang Muxuan.

Looking at the "Osmanthus" that broke through the restriction and flew directly in front of him, Jiang Muxuan's anger disappeared instantly, leaving only stunned and shocked.

"Master! Look good!" The young man with a bright smile pushed the door open and entered, proudly pointing to the words written with sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, with an expression of waiting for praise.

There was a cloud in front of his eyes, and when Jiang Muxuan was about to speak, the osmanthus in the air lost the support of spiritual power and fell to the ground.

When Jiang Muxuan raised his eyes again, there was no trace of a boy, but nothing.

Standing up abruptly, Jiang Muxuan's white neck became red like a fire at this time, a gust of wind blew by, the door was violently opened, and looking at the empty courtyard, he felt a little depressed in his heart, knowing that The state of mind at this time was no longer suitable for cultivation, so he simply walked out the door, looking for the culprit who disturbed his state of mind while wandering.

I thought it would be difficult to find a specific person in this vast crowd, but I didn't expect Jiang Muxuan to see his goal after walking not far away.

The Demon King was standing in front of the candied haws stall, looking at the red candied haws in front of him, imagining their sweet and sour taste, he felt his mouth salivating, and couldn't help swallowing.

When Jiang Muxuan was about to step forward, his gaze touched the person next to the Demon King, and he thought he was dazzled, but he froze in place.

"If you want to eat it so much, why don't you buy it?"

"Master won't let you buy it, saying it's unhygienic." The demon king subconsciously continued, frowning after finishing speaking, he didn't understand why he answered like that.

When Jiang Muxuan in the distance heard this answer, his heart trembled, and his scalp felt a little numb.

One time can be said to be accidental, the second time can be said to be a coincidence, and three times?

The person who asked the question seemed not expecting to get such an answer. He smiled helplessly, shook his head, and asked, "Brother Dao, do you know how to get to the residence of Immortal Mu Jian?"

As soon as his ears moved, the Demon King turned his head to look at the man. He had a full forehead, sword eyebrows and star eyes, thin lips slightly raised, what a handsome young man!

"I know, but I don't want to tell you." The Demon King retracted his gaze and replied flatly.

The man opened his mouth slightly, looking a little astonished, then laughed and said, "Why?"

"Because you are not a good person." The Demon King put his hands behind his back and glanced at the man sharply.

With a frown, the man smiled calmly: "Brother Dao, please don't joke anymore, I am Mu Jianxian's apprentice, and I have been separated from him for a long time because of some things, please tell him where he lives, so that we can reunite as master and apprentice. "

As soon as these words came out, before the Demon King could react, the people around him started making noises, pointing at the man, and talking about it.

"Is what this person said true? Wood Sword Immortal really has an apprentice?"

"Looking at his imposing demeanor, he doesn't seem like a liar. Besides, if it's true, why rush to the Mu Jianxian's house? It's too late to avoid it!"

"It makes sense. Hurry up and record this scene. It may become a treasured material in the future."

"..."

At this time, Jiang Muxuan, who was hiding in the alley, looked at the man's face, the expression on his face was unpredictable, and it seemed that he had no intention of coming forward.

Hearing the comments from the people around him, the Demon King felt restless. He gave the man his eyes and said coldly, "If you want to be the apprentice of Immortal Wooden Sword, first let me see if you have the ability!"

Seeing the Demon King flying up into the sky with the man's skirt in his hand, everyone exclaimed, there are people with troubles following them, just waiting for a good show.

The man was not angry when being carried by the demon king, but still asked politely: "What is the relationship between Dao brother and Mu Jianxian? Why is there such a strong reaction?"

The devil glanced at him disdainfully, and proudly said: "The closest person!"

Although falling behind everyone, Jiang Muxuan, who has been paying attention to this side with his spiritual sense, naturally heard this sentence, and he was quite dumbfounded. This person's face is also the thickest in the world. Why didn't he know when they became "the most close people"?

The Demon King stopped in an open place, looked around, nodded, and said: "That's it, if you can hold on to ten tricks under my command, I will admit that you are the apprentice of Immortal Wooden Sword."

The man's face was a little unsightly by the demon king's contemptuous attitude, he forced a smile, and said, "Whether I am the apprentice of Immortal Wood Sword is not up to you, but since you claim to be my master's most If you are a close person, then I will accompany you to learn from each other for a while."

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, the onlookers backed away a few hundred meters with great winking, and looked towards this side from afar.

The two drew their swords at the same time in tacit understanding, even the starting postures were exactly the same, and it was obvious from a glance that they were using the same set of swordsmanship.

Whether it was the devil or that man, their eyes were full of solemnity at this moment, and everything around them seemed to be ignored by them. Only the opponent in front of them and the sword in their hands were left in the world.

The author has something to say: Except for the days of insomnia, I have hardly stayed up all night on my own initiative in the past six months. Last year, there was a period of time when I stayed up too late, and I broke my body by staying up late every day. Later, I vowed never to stay up late for anyone again. ,Ha ha