Xian Miao does not want to fly

The Su family has two lines, one line is a well-known swordsman family in the world of mortals, and the other line is a lineage of sword cultivators in the cultivation world, specializing in sword masters.

The descendants of cultivators may not be able to cultivate, so they went to the mortal world, took root in the rivers and lakes, and developed Jianhu Villa, one of the best kendo families in the martial arts.

"Now the young owner of Jianhu Villa is my nephew for many generations."

Su Li's age looks young, but most of the cultivators age slowly. He is a descendant of his family, so it is normal for him to be senior.

Qiao Mo didn't think there was any problem with seniority, but was rather puzzled: "I heard that, don't you all pay attention to what you cultivate, and once you enter the Tao, you will end the mortal world?"

"How can it be so easy? Humans love to cuddle and find a home. The road is long, so you can't really walk alone." Su Li's smile lightened slightly, "Otherwise, it would be too lonely."

Qiao Mo didn't feel lonely.

Maybe it's a cat's nature to be alone, and when he grows up, he won't feel anything wrong with being a cat by himself.

Qiao Mo is not a clingy cat.

"Since you are afraid of loneliness," Qiao Mo was puzzled, "then why don't you like your grandnephew? Isn't he your relative?"

Su Li sighed, and touched Qiao Mo's head: "You don't understand."

Qiao Mo blinked: "I really don't understand. You are really weird. You are lonely, but you don't like your relatives. You still want to see him. If you really don't like it, it's okay if you don't come here." Don't you come here because you can't let go of your relatives? It's really awkward. "

Seeing Qiao Mo frowning and complaining about him being "awkward", Su Li burst out laughing.

Qiao Mo didn't know why.

"It's not Yo Mo," Su Li finally laughed enough, he stretched out a slender finger, waved it in front of Qiao Mo, and said mysteriously, "I didn't come here for him. It's for," he paused After a while, "It's a good show."

The "good show" in Su Li's mouth was the Sword Discussion Conference a few days later.

In the past few days, Qiao Mo has been taken by him to eat all kinds of hairtail dishes in various restaurants and restaurants in Pingshan Town, and he calls it "little junior brother" to taste Pingshan delicacies.

Qiao Mo was very puzzled: "When did I become your junior brother? Besides, I don't know your father."

"Hush..." Su Li pretended to be flustered, covered Qiao Mo's mouth, felt the softness in his palm, and was satisfied.

"Aren't you looking for a powerful swordsman?" Su Li whispered in his ear, "My father is a very powerful swordsman."

As soon as Qiao Mo heard the words "very powerful swordsman", he was successfully distracted

His eyes lit up: "Really? Very powerful?"

Su Li nodded and said meaningfully: "Yes, it's very powerful."

Qiao Mo is a kitten who has no experience in the world, so he naturally doesn't know what "irony" is, and he can't hear the subtle emotions that Su Li said when he mentioned "father".

After Qiao Mo ate fish for a few days, he still felt that the steamed sea bass he ate for the first time was the best, so Su Li took him to eat it a few more times.

When Qiao Mo ate the steamed sea bass for the fourth time, the sound of firecrackers came from outside the window.

The Sword Discussion Conference has begun.

Qiao Mo finally understood why Su Li chose this location for the private room today. When the window of this room was opened, one could see the ring on the top of Pingshan just past the short houses. Ordinary people might not be able to see clearly, but For cultivators, it is an excellent place to observe.

The reason why Pingshan is called Pingshan is because the mountain is as its name suggests, it has no peaks, and a piece of the top seems to be cut off by some great power, so it is flat enough to build a house.

Now it is true that a house has been built on it, and a ring has been built on it, and it has become a holy place for swordsmen in the rivers and lakes.

The firecrackers exploded from the town entrance of Pingshan Town along the main street of the town all the way up the mountain. Fortunately, it is rainy summer, otherwise the fire would have to be put out before the conference started.

Looking at the red debris all over the street, Su Li smiled lightly: "Ambition is not small."

After Qiao Mo finished eating the fish, he also leaned against the window. After the firecrackers were set off, the swordsmen on the ring had already started fighting.

"Is this the Sword Discussion Conference?" Qiao Mo was a little disappointed, "Sure enough, I found the wrong place."

It's all ordinary people's superficial kung fu, and it doesn't matter if there is no spiritual power. In Qiao Mo's view, the people on the stage haven't even practiced the basic skills of moves. They are just dancing around with their swords and flowers.

But Su Li watched with relish: "Not necessarily, Mo."

Qiao Mo looked at Su Li, and then at the martial arts competition in the arena that seemed to be performing.

Is there anything else worth seeing here?

Su Li's eyes suddenly focused: "Here we come."

Qiao Mo followed his gaze. After the swordsman in white on the ring defeated his opponent, a man in gray flew onto the ring.

Qiao Mo's eyes widened suddenly: "A cultivator?"

How could there be comprehension practitioners participating in the competition of mortals?

The man in gray didn't make two moves after he entered the field, and the white-clothed swordsman was picked off by his long sword. His moves were so fast in the eyes of ordinary people that they couldn't see clearly, but Qiao Mo saw it clearly. It's not a long sword, but the sword shadow he condensed with spiritual power.

Sword shadow is a trick that only sword repairers can see and use.

Qiao Mo suddenly became excited: "This is a famous sword repairer?!"

Has he finally had the chance to challenge a real sword repairer?

Su Li pressed down Qiao Mo, who was eager to try, and said with a sneer, "He's not a swordsman."

Qiao Mo paused: "Isn't it a sword cultivator?"

Su Li raised his chin.

Qiao Mo looked over and saw something was wrong.

Although this swordsman can use the sword shadow, he has almost no moves, and even the most basic sword moves are weak, which is not as solid as the few mortal swordsmen who "performed" on stage before.

The wrong place, in that sword shadow.

The sword shadow of the sword cultivator can be retracted freely, but the sword shadow of the sword cultivator stayed on the body of the attacked after the attack.

Qiao Mo watched as the swordsman who staggered and fell off the ring was helped to the side.

"It's all a trick," Su Li said, "His sword shadow is not formed by the condensation of his own aura, so naturally he can't take it back. You should observe his sword carefully."

Qiao Mo concentrated, the eyes were removed from the cover, and the golden pupils stood up.

"I see."

There was a spirit stone inlaid on the hilt of the sword cultivator. Where the sword cultivator held it in his palm, there was a small mechanism near the body of the sword, and the sword shadow came out from there.

"This...can't be considered a sword, right?" Qiao Mo hesitated, "What is this? Magic weapon? Hidden weapon? Also, isn't he a sword cultivator? Then why are you here at this mortal sword discussion conference?"

Su Li turned his head and asked, "What does Mo think the Sword Discussion Conference is for?"

Without hesitation, Qiao Mo said, "Of course it's about exchanging swordsmanship experience, learning about swordsmanship, and pursuing swordsmanship together in the exchange."

Su Li smiled and shook his head: "It's wrong, the reason for this sword discussion conference is two words."

"Two words?"

"Fame and fortune," Su Li's eyes were on the ring with sarcasm in his eyes, "Those who can't get along in the realm of self-cultivation just rely on their ability to use spells to deceive ordinary people," said the smiling Bo Two words came out from his lips, "Trash."

Qiao Mo felt that Su Li's expression was a little strange.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at Su Li's sleeve: "If you don't like it, then leave it alone."

Su Li was pulled by his sleeves before he realized that he was so defenseless in front of Qiao Mo.

He looked at Qiao Mo, and the gentle and humble smile returned to his face.

"How can we ignore it?" Su Li said softly, "After all——"

Qiao Mo felt her waist tighten, and then her eyes blurred.

"—I'm here to take care of this."

Su Li took Qiao Mo from the restaurant box to the thick branch of an old tree near the ring in an instant.

"The kitten is obediently waiting for my brother on the tree," Su Li whispered in his ear, "Brother please watch a good show."

Then Su Li gracefully flew down the tree, restrained his aura, and strode towards the ring pretending to be a mortal.

Qiao Mo sat on the branch of a tree, which was very close to the arena. Not only could he see the situation of the arena clearly, but he could also hear the discussions of the mortal swordsmen.

"Where did this master come from?"

"Just now he reported his family name as Su Yao Sword Immortal?"

"Sword Immortal? Is it a cultivator?"

"The legendary sword cultivator?"

"It looks very similar. You see, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect and the successor of Jingsu can't do five moves under his hands!"

"Why did he come here as a cultivator? Don't all cultivators hide from the world and practice?"

"I don't know... I don't know, but, that's a sword repair..."

Qiao Mo watched quietly as the man on the stage picked off a few more attackers, and now no one dared to go on stage anymore.

The principals of various sects in high positions stood up one after another, and one of them, an old man with white eyebrows, stepped forward, cupped his hands and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, are you a person who has cultivated the truth?"

The gray-clothed man glanced at the old man with a haughty expression on his face. Instead of answering, he looked around: "Is there anyone else coming up to challenge?"

Qiao Mo thought to himself, why is this man so rude.

But no one dared to criticize the impolite gray-clothed man, and the old man even looked a little panicked.

"Sword Immortal's skill is so powerful that ordinary people like me can't match it."

Only then did the man in gray turn his attention to the old man, and said coldly, "Okay."

Then he turned around and was about to leave, as if his trip was just to defeat the swordsmen gathered here again.

"Sword Immortal stay!" The old man hastily shouted, "Sword Immortal please stay!"

The man in gray said coldly: "What else?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and asked in a roundabout way: "Dare to ask Sword Immortal, why did you enter the world this time..."

"Joining the WTO?" The man frowned. "From the very beginning, you asked me if I was a cultivator, and now you ask me the purpose of joining the WTO. Why, the one who can beat you is a cultivator? Is it too easy to be a good person?"

The scene was quiet for a while, and then there was an instant uproar.

"He...he means he is not a cultivator?"

"Is it actually a mortal?"

"That's right, it doesn't make sense for a sword cultivator to participate in the mortal sword discussion conference, right?"

The old man also showed shock: "Sword Immortal...you are..."

"I am a mortal," the man in gray said loudly, "I have never shy away from my mortal identity. Although many people mistake me for a sword cultivator because of my strength, what I want to tell everyone is that as long as the cultivation method and The direction is right, as mortals, you can also have the strength of a sword repairer like me, and may even surpass the legendary sword master! This is also the purpose of my trip here to show my swordsmanship."

The crowd was very excited in an instant, and the old man even had tears in his eyes. He looked at the young man in gray in front of him: "Please show me the sword fairy!"

The man in gray was very satisfied with the masturbation that the old man gave him. He was about to speak, but he heard a voice with a smile: "Can you surpass the Juggernaut? That would be great."

He turned around and saw a young man in a moon-blue robe holding a sword and walking up the steps of the ring step by step.

The young man smiled and said to him: "However, I think it's better to ask the sword fairy for advice first? I also want to experience the strength that can surpass the sword master."