[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

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At noon in early autumn, the warm sun is slightly drunk, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the blue sky is as clear as washing.

At the foot of Fulu Mountain East Peak, the sound of jingle and swords can be heard from time to time in the dense forest.

Su Shaobai, who was lying in the bushes, was woken up by this sound. In terms of annoyance, it was no less annoying than the electric drill used by his neighbor when he was doing renovations.He frowned, barely opened his eyes, his mind was boiled in a muddy state, and he was confused.The first thing that catches the eye is the blue sky among the dark green branches and leaves.

This is where?He remembered that in the early morning, he and the girl he liked were climbing the Lotus Peak, and they accidentally stepped on the ground... There seemed to be no pain on his body, and it was okay to fall from such a high height?Turning his head to look at the place where the noise came from, Su Shaobai couldn't help but widen his eyes.

In the shade of the trees less than a hundred meters away, two masked men in black and an old man with white beard and hair stood facing each other. Above the heads of the three, two long swords shining with golden light were wrestling with a whisk-like thing. In one place, there was a sharp sound from time to time between the impacts.

what happened?Has someone in Huangshan recently filmed a scene?He stared at the few things floating in the air, but failed to find the legendary wire and camera.

The fly whisk was obviously at the end of its strength, and there were many cracks under the pinching of the two long swords, and the light became weaker and weaker.

"My surname Qi, the more luck you have, the faster the onset of toxicity. If you are acquainted, quickly hand over the "Moon-Watching Book"!" The slightly taller man in black had an arrogant tone, and he should only be in his twenties.

The old man gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself, staring at the two people across from him, "It's a dream, it's a shame that the Boshan faction would come out with a scum like you!"

"Old man, you are courting death!" The young man flipped his right hand, with his two fingers together facing the sky, one of the long swords suddenly released dozens of palm-length golden air swords, and went straight to the old man.

Fuchen chased after him, trying to intercept the sword energy, but was cut off by another sword at the waist and shattered into two pieces.

"Pfft!" The old man on the ground was ashen-faced, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.Afterwards, the golden Qi sword pierced through dozens of fist-sized bloody holes all over his body. The old man swayed and fell to the ground, dying of breath.

The two long swords in the air withdrew their light, and brought out a golden streamer, which fell back to the backs of the two men on the ground.

The young man who spoke just now grasped it from the air, and a faint yellow light appeared from the sea of ​​air of the old man on the ground. A golden bead the size of a soybean floated tremblingly into midair, shattered into fine powder with a "snap", and scattered in the wind.

"Brother, will this be too cruel?" The shorter young man couldn't help frowning, suppressing the twinkle in his eyes.

"He has recognized our identities, and we must eradicate them. We have robbed "Moon-Watching Book", we must not let others know!" No more words, just squatted down and groped around the old man.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The short young man pulled out a dagger glowing with green light from his palm, and stabbed into the chest of the man who was rummaging through the old man from behind.

The senior brother looked at the blood-stained blade tip on his chest in astonishment. He was stabbed in two without any defense. Just when he was about to turn around, the short man suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it again.

The person on the tip of the knife is like a fish whose bones have been shaved off, falling limply to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he will not die with peace.

"Without you, I would be the No.1 disciple of Huang Pin, cut grass and roots, brother, you taught me just now." The young man said coldly to the corpse on the ground, and took out a dark jade slip from the old man not long after. , stuffed in his arms.

Su Shaobai was squatting in the bushes, when he heard the young man coldly say the four words "cut grass and roots", he couldn't help trembling, gritted his teeth, and prayed for the cruel master to leave quickly.His feet were numb for a long time, but he didn't dare to move half a step, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.In the bloody scene just now, the bloody holes in the old man's body that were big enough to see the trunk of the opposite tree told him that the scene in front of him was real, and it was definitely not a fairy tale blockbuster!He bumped into the scene where others murdered and seized treasure!If they were found, they would definitely be dead just like the two who were lifting the corpses on the ground.

The young man looked around, saw no one around, and pulled the long sword behind the dead young man.He took out a bottle from his bosom, stuffed a pill on each of the two corpses, and then fled away with his flying sword.

"Huh!" Seeing that he finally left, Su Shaobai breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted, his whole right leg hurt like a needle prick. Confession here!

When he stood up, he realized that he was wearing strange coarse cloth clothes, similar to the sky blue bunts that are common in ancient TV dramas, the kind worn by ordinary people.The size is a bit too big, and the sleeves are wrapped around twice before they hang loosely on the wrist. The exposed arm is only as thick as a reed stick, but it is quite white.what happened?Does he seem to be getting shorter?

Looking around, the newly bought 50L outdoor backpack was nowhere to be seen. There was a small dark blue thin-skinned bag lying not far from my feet. I bent down to pick it up, and it was almost weightless in my hand.Looking at the two corpses on the ground from a distance, they turned into two puddles of water unbelievably, and there were shrill birdsong above his head. The cold wind was blowing on Su Shaobai's back, his heart was chilling, and he squeezed the small bundle in his hand tightly. , I didn't care to look carefully, no matter what, let's leave this terrible place far away.

It wasn't until the sun was setting in the west that Su Shaobai reluctantly walked out of the forest and found a shallow stream.After washing his face comfortably in the sun-warmed stream, he was completely stunned by the mirror-like water surface. Who is this person?

The person reflected in the water is probably only in his early ten years old.Long eyebrows flying slantingly, the eyebrows are as black as ink, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the eyes are more shining than the black pearls raised in the water, the eyes are flying, there is a spiritual energy in the corners of the eyebrows, and the skin is tender , the corners of the mouth are shallow, if it is not for the white and tender face with a little baby fat, it is the best interpretation of romantic and handsome.

Looking around again, in the twilight, the tired birds are throwing themselves into the forest, and the sky in the west is full of red clouds.There are many peaks in the distance, and the clouds are heavy, but it is obviously not Huangshan.Su Shaobai sat by the stream and thought hard, what's going on?

A few hours ago, he was still a freshman who had just stepped into a social university. He was 22 years old and was doing administrative management in a world-renowned five-star hotel.I like scumbag games, I like to play football, I like to travel and climb mountains with friends in the donkey forum on holidays, and of course, I also like beautiful soft girls with big breasts.According to his conditions, Gao Fushuai had at least two of them, but he didn't have a girlfriend. Correct, he never had a girlfriend at all. Not to mention outsiders, even he himself couldn't figure it out.

When he first joined the job in July, the leader asked him to do an internship at the grassroots level. He would spend three months in the catering department and the guest room department respectively, totaling half a year.After two months in the Chinese kitchen, he really cultivated some enthusiasm for cooking. In private, he began to look up recipes on the Internet to learn how to cook. When he encountered problems, he could ask the chef for advice.Originally, he only knew how to cook eggs, but gradually he was able to cook some dishes that are better than takeaway dishes, and the color and flavor are also a little successful. He originally planned to go home this year during the Chinese New Year to show his grandmother.

It's a pity that his knife skills were only praised by the chef, and he was transferred to the dessert shop of the western food group as an apprentice. Of course, the newcomers who could only let the organization assign him could not refuse, and he was still learning how to knead handmade bread dough.

In mid-September, a girl went to climb Huangshan Mountain for three days in the midst of the National Day holiday on the donkey friend forum.He didn't want to go at first, he had climbed Huangshan Mountain twice, and he had already explored all the routes he wanted to play.On the second floor of the post, sister Naihe posted a few photos without makeup. She has long straight hair and big eyes, fresh and pleasant, long legs and thin waist, too beautiful to bear to look at.It's a heavenly dish for the men in the forum!

The unscrupulous virgins formed the 15-member group that the girls were looking forward to in less than two hours, including Su Shaobai of course.

When meeting in Huangshan City, Su Shaobai's height of 1.8 meters [-] and sunny and handsome appearance immediately won the girl's obvious favor.This time Venus is finally willing to shoot arrows for him!Feeling the girl's gaze, he was elated and decided to perform well, helping with the backpack, camping, and meticulous care.Finally, the girl shyly asked him to climb the Lotus Peak to watch the sunrise in the early morning.Imagining the infinitely charming scene of the two cuddling each other on the top of the mountain, Su Shaobai couldn't fall asleep because of his blood boiling.

Then, he fell while climbing Lianhua Peak at four o'clock in the morning.

He died before leaving the teacher, which made the hero burst into tears.Your sister, he hasn't even held that girl's hand!

Sighing, Su Shaobai was sure that he still remembered all the things before, including the steps of kneading the bread dough and the macaron method that the chef told him before the holiday.He lowered his head and wanted to pinch his own arm, but when he saw the skinny figure, he gave up and had to pinch the only cheek that still looked a little fleshy, well, it felt good and hurt.Not dreaming.

His mood suddenly became heavy. If he was able to hypnotize himself desperately on the road just now, the flying sword, killing and seizing treasures were all hallucinations of his own eyes. If he walked out of this ghost forest and found the rescue team, he would be able to go home by himself.At this moment, he had to face reality, he had come to a strange world, and he didn't even bring his own body with him!The people living in this world are obviously very tough, flying into the sky and hiding from the ground, killing people without blinking an eye.except him.

So, could this be the legendary time travel?The novel setting that Lydia from the housekeeping department likes to use her mobile phone all day long?

Online dating is also popular, and love at first sight is also popular, so why did you meet him here through time travel?

Glaring at the face in the water, he frowned dissatisfied, boys and girls, and good-looking women are not necessarily happiness, let alone men?No wonder it was so short-lived!

Following his movements, the small face on the water surface, which was frowning suddenly, immediately took on a bit of sternness, exuding a bit of a natural youthful heroic spirit.It seems that there is no mother who can't help himself, Su Shaobai let out a sigh of relief, in this life, no, in his last life, he hated mothers the most.

Looking at this small body again, Su Shaobai's complaint skills are fully activated, saying that bean sprouts are flattering, as thin as a piece of dry wood, and there is no meat in the whole body, one or two of which have been tried just now.Could it be that this child was also killed by that person just now?There are no wounds and no corpses!Su Shaobai firmly believes that the original owner is dead, and refuses to imagine that he has replaced him in the 21st century scum game to find girls.

The only good thing is that he is still a man.

There are only two pearl-like beads in the pouch at the waist, which should be the currency here.There is a silver anklet on the ankle of the right foot. It is plain and smooth without any pattern. It is decorated with a triangular bell. The bell core has probably fallen off. Even if it shakes, there is no sound. "Su" word.It seems that the original owner of this body is also surnamed Su.Inside the thin leather package on the ground was only a curled thread-bound book and half a biscuit the size of an adult's palm.

On the light yellow cover of the thread-bound book, there are three words "Lian Zhu Pu" written in traditional characters.He turned two pages, [Golden Fire], [Earth Fire], [Green Product], and [Spiritual Power] are all things that can be read and understood, but they can't be understood together, so they have to close them boringly.It doesn't matter if you don't understand the meaning, as long as the characters here are not unfamiliar, at least you won't become illiterate, Su Shaobai encouraged himself optimistically.As for the sesame seed cake, it didn't even touch any sesame seeds. He tried to take a bite, um, it was almost as hard as his own teeth.Speaking of literature and art, the original owner of the body can be regarded as penniless. To put it simply, this is a poor and poor family.