The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

There seemed to be flames in Su Shisan's body, and the flames erupted from the inside out, making him dizzy.

"Where is this place? Young master, don't I die?"

He subconsciously wanted to clap his hands and stand up, but found that just as he had the thought of standing up, his whole body felt light, floating in a void.He is afraid that he is still dead. If he has a body, how can he pass through the wall unimpeded?

Su Shisan felt a little sad, and raised his hand to see if his body was still there, but his arm was transparent.His eyes fell on the palm, and he could see the darkness deeper behind the palm.In the extremely dark night, he became the only light in the boundless darkness.

In the end what happened?

Su Shisan couldn't figure it out!After coming to this small world, although wars broke out everywhere, he was never really hit by a shell.Even that guy Qingliu Dalang...that guy charged in the trenches without even a scar the size of a grain of rice on his body.

So everything gets weird, it starts from that seaside village.

"... Long Aotian, when I met him as a teacher, he was still an ignorant beggar."

Ling Fuzi's words from the past suddenly rang clearly in his ears.

Su Shisan held his breath, trying to follow the voice to find him.In the dense darkness ahead, there seemed to be countless echoing walls hidden.Thousands of words, countless people speaking at the same time.

He calmed down and looked for a sound as cold as jade hitting each other, it was a spirit whisk!

"When my teacher met him, he was freezing and starving on the street. If my teacher hadn't led him to a small temple by the roadside and poured him a bowl of rice soup, I'm afraid there would not have been so many accidents."

Ling Fuzi's voice was slightly sad.

"But then I thought, maybe even this secret encounter is one of the karma of the chessboard."

beggar.Frozen and hungry streets.Small roadside temple.

Su Shisan was startled, and suddenly remembered that when he and Qingliu Dalang came to this small world to look for Long Aotian's real body, both of them were aiming at military figures like Zhang Cheng'an who would make the whole country tremble when they stomped their feet.But it never occurred to him that maybe Long Aotian might just hang out in the crowd when he didn't make a fortune, and his life might not be as good as the two of them.

There was a flash of inspiration in the dark, mixed with the sound of the spirit whisk flowing like a clear spring.

"Thirteen, after you and Mingzun leave this world, don't worry about being a teacher and Xiaoyao Mountain. Being a teacher is the head, and the teacher will handle all affairs of Xiaoyao Mountain."

This was probably what Lingfuzi said on the day of parting.

But at that time...the wind was so strong that day, Su Shisan was tied under the neck of the dragon with a red thread tied around his waist, so he couldn't hear clearly.He didn't know whether Ling Fuzi turned his head in the end, or how many unfinished instructions were left behind this sentence.

Lingfuzi's secrets should all be handed over to Qingliu Dalang.No, he still has to go back!He had to find the dragon and ask him face to face.What's more, he and him are connected by the same fate, if he fights against that dragon, he will be in trouble with his own fate!

Su Shisan was in high spirits, and suddenly his body became heavier and heavy, and he slammed into the ground from the midair.There was a sharp pain in the back.

"what!"

He yelled, covered his butt with his backhand, and then opened his eyes in surprise.This time, it was a gray and foggy sky that caught my eye.

A group of people and horses hurried past on the official road, and he coughed repeatedly due to the dust splashed by the horseshoes.

Where the hell is this?

Su Shisan got up in embarrassment, raised his sleeves and rubbed his eyes, and found that this place was not far from where the Fengchuan Army was stationed, and it was an official road near Yaguan.It seems that he has been walking for more than a month, and the time he spent in Haibin Village for more than a month is like a dream.It is also like the morning dew, which melts away without a trace as soon as the sun comes out.

Su Shisan lowered his head, and saw the burned and half-destroyed parchment scroll still in his hand.He opened it up and looked carefully. That day on the temple of Mietian Realm, the third senior brother once laughed at him for not being able to understand these words with his slender eyes.

He really didn't understand at the time, but looking at it now, if you don't understand these words literally, just relying on the shape...these symbols clearly depict a map!Mountains and rivers are marked in the shape of hills, and the symbols curved like earthworms are rivers.

Looking at it this way, it seems that there is a striking red dot near the Yaguan.Due to the age, it turned brown on the parchment, like a drop of dried blood.

Su Shisan leaned closer to the parchment.In order to see more clearly, he simply lay on the ground and pouted his buttocks high, his eyes staring into cross-eyed.After a long time, I raised my head to look carefully at the surrounding mountainous landforms, and made sure that the place marked by the red dot was not far from the valley.

Maybe the next village is the key to completing the mission?

Did not die, and there are mission clues, it is really a surprise and a surprise!Su Shisan happily put the drawings into his arms, wiped his face and started on the road again.Humming a little song, he raised and lowered his right hand, and walked a marching step.Even if his loyal fan Hong Jinming came over, he would definitely not recognize that this is the "Boss Su!" who is famous all over the country.

Su Shisan grinned and started on the road.Then, Wangshan ran to death...

Looking at the red dot marked on the map, it is only a millimeter away from the official road he was just now, right?But this day, he walked all the way to sunset, and he didn't see the village on the map!Seeing that it was getting dark, the road became more and more remote, and the mountains on both sides were bare without even a root of grass.The wind blows a little stronger, and sand and stones fall down rustlingly.

Su Shisan looked around, afraid that this muddy ground would be buried!It was very easy to find a jujube forest, and no matter whether someone robbed the place, he cleverly climbed to the top of the tree, then bent his legs, leaned his head on the branch, and let out a long breath. "Damn! I'm so exhausted!"

He raised his sleeve to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, then grabbed a handful of dates, wiped them clean, and swallowed them indiscriminately.At this time, the last rays of the setting sun also swallowed the sky, and the surrounding fields were all quiet.

Night fell completely.

**

"Is that what he looks like?"

Qingliu Dalang tapped on the dozens of portraits spread out on the table, and finally looked at them one by one, and threw them on the ground again, frowning displeasedly: "Why do I feel that you can't draw well?" picture!"

"Master, we have found the best painter in the capital, and after drawing hundreds of sketches, we dare to send it to you for your purpose!"

"Really? How many did you find?"

"All the painters in the capital are here! Our Master Bai is recruiting people, who dares not!"

Qingliu Dalang frowned so much that he paced the hall repeatedly with his hands behind his back, and finally stopped and pondered for a moment and said, "Go down first, let me think for a while."

"Yes! Master Bai!"

The two personal soldiers who had served Su Shisan ran away as if they had received this sentence.

The light in the room gradually dimmed, and Qingliu Dalang turned his back to look at the portrait thrown on the ground.The wind blew in through the half-open door, and the portraits floated up one by one, curled up, and one fell to his feet.He thought for a while, but he couldn't hold back, and bent down to pick up the portrait.

In the painting, the young man has clear features and fine features, but his face is stern, and his eyes are slightly dull.

"Not like!"

Although he didn't remember much, Qingliu Dalang inexplicably felt that this person should smile when he opened his eyes.It looks like... what?

Holding the portrait in his hand, he turned his head and looked out of the window. The night was dark, insects were singing, and there was a faint fragrance of peach blossoms from his nose.

That's right, this man's smile is like a spring breeze in February!The earth is warmed, the peach blossoms in the woods are in full bloom, and there should be a large lake.In the depths of the desert, the lake was as blue as the eyes of the sky, and he and he were soaking in the lake.

"Da Lang, why did you turn back into a snake again!"

The man's laughter was crisp.

As for him, he seemed to be really a black snake.With only a thick arm, he raised his head lazily, shook off the water droplets from his body, and swam to the shore.Then he turned his head and hissed, and said to the man in snake language, "Thirteen, when will you come back to Dragon Market with me?"

The memory is like a floodgate, following the word "Dragon Market", Qingliu Dalang's head suddenly brightened.He remembered!

He remembered everything!

He was originally a young dragon from the royal family of Longxu. After going out for a study tour, he accidentally bumped into the Extinguishing Heaven Realm, and then heard that there was a treasure in Xiaoyao Mountain by chance, so he rushed into Xiaoyao Mountain to snatch this person.Then, the earth that destroyed the heavens was shaken, the Supreme God made a move, and his beloved young man sacrificed himself to the pillar of heaven and turned into a puff of smoke.And then, the boy's remnant soul wandered into another world. He waited hard for 500 years, and then he brought back a white stone the size of a millstone.

In order to restore the baby's mind as soon as possible, he irrigated it with heaven and earth spirit treasures day and night.Another 500 years passed, and after a thousand years, his boy finally came back!It's a pity...Because of his suddenness, Baobei'er went to Xiaoyao Mountain by mistake and became the youngest apprentice in Jiange, ranking thirteenth.

Then, the Mietian Realm shook, and a pawn accidentally misplaced by the Supreme God was about to trigger a catastrophe.Ling Fu asked him to take Shisan and escape to another world. If possible, he would find the original body of the pawn and destroy it.

- This is what he really wants to do!

So what is he doing now?Qingliu Dalang looked around blankly, the resplendent palace, even the chair he was sitting on were embroidered with golden tiger skin patterns.Look at himself again, wearing a gray-blue military uniform, with a treasured sword snatched from Jicheng on his waist.

What does he want these for? !

Qingliu Dalang snorted coldly with disdain.All the things in this world combined are not as good as his treasure alone!That's right, he lost his treasure, no wonder he doesn't like seeing anything and doesn't like doing anything!

Dalang Qingliu suddenly realized, and hurried out with the portrait in his hand.

Wherever he passed, everyone in the Fengchuan army was amazed, and hurriedly asked, "Master Bai, where are you going? Brothers, do you want to follow?"

"Don't come! Don't even come!"

Qingliu Dalang untied the reins, got on the horse's back without turning his head, and said, "I'm going out to do some private business, none of you are allowed to follow!"

Then maybe, Grandpa will never come back again!

Qingliu Dalang raised his head, the night had completely fallen, there was no light in front of him, but there was a bright fire in his heart.The stream of light from the sky and the earth illuminated by this flame is shining everywhere.

There is nothing to be afraid of!

**

It rained heavily that night.

Su Shisan was woken up by the rain that hit him, it was cold and the tree was wet, he couldn't help sneezing.Then he rubbed his nose, the more itchy it became, the more he couldn't help but sneezed a dozen times in a row.Bad, he's afraid he's going to catch a cold!

He curled up, trying to get warm in the cover of leaves.But the sky didn't follow people's wishes, the rain seemed to fall from the sky, forcibly setting off the wilderness and ridges even more eerie and strange.

Su Shisan hesitantly got down from the tree while lamenting his bad luck, trying to find a hole to hide in.The night was deep and dark, and it was raining non-stop. He slid down the tree trunk with difficulty, and suddenly he heard the sound of horseshoes hitting and splashing mud in his ears.He turned his head vigilantly, and saw a big brown horse running straight towards him like a sharp arrow rushing out of the shadows in the depths of the night.

"Bah! What a bad luck!"

Su Shisan cursed loudly, jumped off the tree suddenly, put his hands on his hips, stood in the rain and raised his face.The rain was splashing, and the black hair along his forehead flowed all the way down his cheeks and into his neck, but he pointed forward and cursed arrogantly, "If you don't stop me, I will..."

"What about you?"

A gentle laugh came from above his head.

Su Shisan raised his head, and saw Qingliu Dalang in a gray-blue military uniform, sitting high on his horseback, looking at him and smiling.

Su Shisan turned around and ran away.

"Baby!"

Qingliu Dalang got off his horse and ran after him from behind.Su Shisan suffered from the cold, and didn't know how long he hadn't eaten. He had already digested a few dates.After he couldn't run a few steps, he fell into the mud with a snap.

Qingliu Dalang had just arrived from behind, and he had already stretched out his hand, but he didn't have time to support him.

Su Shisan fell into the muddy ground, his head and face were covered in mud, and he was in a state of embarrassment.Qingliu Dalang immediately knelt down on one knee, obediently bent over to his side.Just like Datang at that time, he rubbed his head against Su Shisan's chin, trying to please him.

"Every time I see you, young master, I will be unlucky!"

Su Shisan cursed angrily. "How many times have I told you not to be so grand when you come out! Does it have to rain? You can't..."

The following words were suddenly blocked.Warm lips covered his lips, Qingliu Dalang hugged him tightly, and conquered the city all the way.Su Shisan was drenched all over, the water on the clothes of the two of them seemed to have gathered together, and it all poured into his chest cavity.But it's strange to say that after being watered by the rain, the heart that was already desperate in the chest suddenly came back to life.High-spirited, baring his teeth and claws, jumping and cursing for a while, and wishing he could rush up and dance a few times in this person's arms.

Su Shisan was dazed and dizzy, and at some point, he was carried by Dalang Qingliu on his shoulders, with his head upside down and his body bouncing up and down.snort!This guy!Where are you going with him?

"Hey, you guy!"

Su Shisan beat Qingliu Dalang's back with his hand.

Qingliu Dalang just giggled and giggled.No matter how Su Shisan scolded, he always laughed.

**

"Honey, what are you doing here?"

After the two finally settled down, Qingliu Dalang raised a pile of dead branches beside the cave, lit a fire, and turned to ask Su Shisan.

The rain wet the branches, a puff of white smoke rose from the flames, and then spread.Su Shisan couldn't help but sneezed again, frowned, and said sadly, "Isn't it because I got this by accident!"

He said and reached into his pocket.After talking about it, he forgot that all he was wearing was a close-fitting jacket, the parchment in the inner pocket was taken out, and most of his thin white shoulders were exposed to the fire in the cave.The bones are even, and the complexion is as delicate as suet jade.

Aoyagi Dalang stared straight at the eyes.

Only then did Su Shisan realize that something was wrong, he hurriedly gathered up his clothes, and then handed the sheepskin roll to Dalang Qingliu. "Dalang, look carefully!"

Qingliu Dalang was distracted, and glanced perfunctorily.The roots of the ears are red, like blood agate on the cold white jade.

Su Shisan couldn't see this person being nympho the most, kicked him, raised his voice and said angrily, "Look quickly! This is the book held by the third brother in the temple that day! It's a broken page from the temple book !"

Qingliu Dalang finally got serious, lowered his head to look carefully, the more he looked, the deeper his frown became. "Why is the text in the comment above..."

Qingliu Dalang pondered for a moment, then said, "Honey, where did you get it?"

"Don't worry about where I got it!" Su Shisan opened his black and white deer eyes wide. "Look! The little red dot in the upper circle is the nearby village! I thought, could it be thrown by the third senior brother? Our current small world is probably where Long Aotian was originally. !"

"possible."

"It must be!" Su Shisan shouted excitedly. "Dalang, take a closer look! This small village, and the mountain next to it! You walked all the way, isn't this route the Yaguan?"

Qingliu Dalang stood up, holding the sheepskin roll in his hand, pacing back and forth by the fire.Su Shisan yelled wah wah wah behind him, her little face flushed with anxiety.

Qingliu Dalang finally stopped, turned to look at him, and said seriously, "If it is true, baby, it will be a fierce battle for us."

"What are you afraid of!"

Su Shisan suddenly stood up and raised his face. "Go! After finishing this big ticket, let's go home!"