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

Su Shisan smiled bitterly.I thought to myself, young master, I am not the hero, and I don't like to cultivate immortals. Apart from fighting and killing, I have never seen a girl in this world.Master, is it easy for me? !Alright, let's stop talking nonsense, everyone, don't worry, let's follow the plot line as soon as possible.

So Su Shisan seriously said to the two big men, "Master, Your Honor, you don't know something. In the temple, although I didn't go to school, I met a very strange guy."

Ling Fuzi raised his eyebrows.

Qingliu Dalang stared.

Su Shisan coughed and cleared his throat.Said, "The man's surname is Long, and his name is Long Aotian."

Ling Fuzi gasped, and said in a clear voice, "...it's him!"

"Why, master, do you know him?" Su Shisan was very surprised.

According to the plot in the book, Ling Fuzi obviously took Long Aotian up to the mountain in the spring of Tianyuan 13th year.It doesn't make sense!After he tampered with the plot, Ling Fuzi still knew this person? !

"Master, how did you know about him?" Su Shisan asked repeatedly.

Ling Fuzi hesitated to speak.

Qingliu Dalang recalled it carefully, and finally remembered the young man with stingy brows and mouse-eyed golden eyes that he had seen in the nuclear boat.He immediately glared at Ling Fuzi. "How did you make friends with such a bastard?"

Lingfuzi was about to speak, but when he was so excited, his tone immediately became sharp, his voice was like ice slag. "Why, can't Pindao recognize the people you know?"

Qingliu Dalang turned his nostrils to the sky, and gave Ling Fuzi a condescending look. "Sure enough, Lingfu, you just love picking up junk. You can recognize all kinds of trash in this world."

Lingfuzi threw his fists and arms, grabbed the fuchen in his arms... and began to curse the kingdom of heaven.

Su Shisan was dumbfounded, looked left and right.Shizun and Qingliu Dalang each said a word, and officially entered a fierce battle.

A white robe is better than snow, and a red robe is like blood.

One stood on the flying sword, and the other stepped on the cloud head.

The two of them seemed to be male god-level bosses, but now they were facing each other, poking fingers, spitting, and scolding each other endlessly.

This picture is really confusing.

Su Shisan had no eyes to see!He made the two dizzy from the quarrel, so he had to raise his head to the sky and yell. "Stop! Stop for me!"

He had never been so strong in front of Ling Fuzi, and after howling, he inevitably felt guilty and secretly looked up.

As expected, Ling Fuzi stopped her mouth, and the snow-white strands of the dust whisk in her hand had already stretched several meters away.A few strings almost fell into Su Shisan's eyes.

Su Shisan hastily raised his hand to push away the whisk, and said to Ling Fuzi earnestly and sincerely, "Master, it will definitely take three months for the two of you to quarrel..." He said it extremely difficultly, resisting Ling Fu. Fuzi's eyes were so cold that he seemed to chop him into slag, and he continued, "Well, can you listen to me first?"

"Bao... ah, thirteen, tell me!" Facing him, Qingliu Dalang's voice was extremely gentle immediately.

Su Shisan took a deep breath and said, "This Long Aotian tried to take me away when he was in the temple just now..."

Qingliu Dalang's eyes sank. "How about it? Did he hurt you? Where did you hurt? Let me see."

Qingliu Dalang was obviously a little flustered, his speech was disordered, and the official Mandarin of Mietianjie, which was not very fluent, became even more blunt.

Ling Fuzi was also a little surprised, and frowned, "I met this guy at the market at the foot of the mountain when I was a teacher in the second year of accepting spirits. He was clearly a helpless beggar at that time! How did this guy enter the temple? Whose disciple card is he holding?"

Su Shisan said anxiously, "The point is not how he sneaked into the temple's master! The point is, this man has a kind of unpredictable ability. After he kidnapped me, he sealed the big holes around me, and then I don’t know why in the nuclear boat, I was able to break through his restraint, escaped with a burst of spiritual energy, and beat him half to death. Then my disciples carried him and planned to take him back for interrogation, but he disappeared out of thin air.”

"How to disappear?" Ling Fuzi asked.

"That's right, he suddenly fell from my hand into the air, and then it was as if he was swallowed by something." Su Shisan described, hesitated, and added after thinking about it. "At that time, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power around him, but it seemed to be able to tear the space. The disciple clearly saw that at the moment he was about to disappear, there was a very thin white line in the air."

"How thin?"

"About thinner than a strand of hair." Su Shisan said uncertainly.

Lingfuzi and Qingliu Dalang looked at each other, and they both saw the affirmative answer in their eyes.

"This fellow secretly learned the dream-weaving technique of Jiuyi Mountain." Ling Fuzi said.

Qingliu Dalang nodded.

Every time these two meet, they have to fight each other to the death, but this time it is rare that they have the same point of view.

Su Shisan wrote down this new word and searched it in his mind. He was still an ignorant and fearless college student in the 21st century when he read the book "Dark Eater" in his previous life. If you don't look carefully, at most you can only remember the trick that the hero is good at.Whether or not the dream weaving technique was mentioned in the original book, he was not sure.

"How about this technique?" He asked Ling Fuzi.

It was Dalang Qingliu who answered him.

"This secret technique can tear space, go to the past, future and any point in time. It's just that in this torn time and space, the caster is like in a dream, and can only wait and see, or even experience it personally. You can't rewrite any process." Qingliu Dalang spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that Su Shisan would not understand, so he glanced at him from time to time.

Su Shisan understood in seconds.Dare to go back and watch a movie!Stimulate!This thing is worth owning!

"But Long Aotian is a person who can't even beat his disciples, so can everyone practice dream weaving?" Su Shisan rolled his eyes, raised his face, and asked expectantly.

"This is unheard of." Ling Fuzi's expression was solemn.

With a sound of Biu, Su Shisan heard the sound of the dream bubble bursting.

The author has something to say:

Su Shisan: Long Aotian can't even beat me!

Dalang: Honey, you will soon find out that there are not many people who can beat you.

Su Shisan: (serious face) How many are there?

Dalang: (beginning to talk nonsense seriously) Just one.

Su Shisan: Who?

Dalang: Your master!The rest were beaten to death by their husbands.

Su Shisan: ...