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

"Thirteen, wake up soon..." Someone called him.

Su Shisan desperately wanted to open his eyes, but he felt that thunder and lightning still filled his mind, as if the scene of the landslide that day was still in front of him, and he ran away desperately.

Soon, something tapped his cheek lightly.In an instant, he recalled the unpleasant memory of being slapped in the face by Long Aotian.

He was furious, and roared: "Who? Who the hell dares to hit me?!" With a flick of his stomach, Carp stood up straight from the ground.

Huh, stand up? !

He looked at himself in amazement, and sure enough, he now has hands and feet again, returning to a human form!

"Hahahahaha..." Su Shisan put his hands on his hips and smiled with his head up to the sky.

It's broken, and the baby has become a madman again.Qingliu Dalang is sad.

Ling Fuzi thought to himself, it's all to blame Qingliu Dalang!Made his good disciple Thirteen crazy again!

The two of them looked at each other at the same time, they both stared angrily, and they both felt that the other party was the culprit.

Su Shisan finished laughing, and then raised his eyes to look around, and found that Lingfuzi and Qingliu Dalang in front of him had become "old" again, and there were no bubbles around them.

Qingliu Dalang still wore a white jade butterfly mask, and his hair was neatly tied on top of his head, neatly tied with a white jade hairpin.

Ling Fuzi held the dust whisk in his hand, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking quite like a master of Taoism.

Su Shisan raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his voice still trembled after laughing. "Master, comrade Dalang, uh, so where are we now?"

It's not surprising that he asked this question.Because they were in Xiaoyao Mountain before, and he remembered that they were also in Xiaoyao Mountain in the seemingly real and unreal scene just now.Although in the illusion, Qingliu Dalang took him away from the foot of the mountain later on horseback, but the "dream" was not finished. Now that he opened his eyes again, he not only recovered his human form, but was actually in an extremely magnificent and spacious place. In the hall.

The ground is all red copper, and there is nothing long around it.Standing here, the three of them looked even smaller, the sky above their heads was tens of meters high.Although his words were extremely soft, there was still a slight echo in the air.

"This is the temple." Ling Fuzi answered him indifferently, then frowned and asked with concern, "Thirteen, you just suffered a violent fluctuation of spiritual power, what discomfort do you have?"

Unwell?Su Shisan thought, young master, I'm so unwell!The mess you made just now caused my young master to have a long and terrifying dream. Who the hell should I tell this kind of horror and excitement?

He gritted his teeth and said, "No, no, Master, you are worrying too much."

"But just now..." Ling Fuzi hesitated to speak.

"You were talking in your sleep just now." Qingliu Dalang said seriously, and raised his hand to Su Shisan regardless of Ling Fuzi's angry gaze.The slender fingers like white jade almost touched Su Shisan's eyelashes.

Su Shisan subconsciously took a step back.Aoyagi Dalang immediately showed a look of injury and disappointment.

Strangely, even though there is a layer of white jade butterfly mask, Su Shisan still feels that there is something unspeakable, different from before falling into the dream.

For example, when he saw this Qingliu Dalang before, he just felt afraid and wanted to stay away from the villain Demon Lord in the original book.But after going through this illusion, now he can actually penetrate the mask and all barriers, and easily perceive the emotions of Aoyagi Dalang and the slightest emotional fluctuations under his face.

Right now, he clearly perceives the thoughts in Qingliu Dalang's heart...

It was countless small voices clamoring crazily—baby, baby, come to me!

Damn, what kind of fucking intuition is this? !

Su Shisan was even more shocked.He stepped back more than a dozen steps in a row, waved his hands at Qingliu Dalang from a distance, and said, "Speak as you speak! You, you stand firm for me, don't keep moving."

Puff!

Su Shisan raised his eyes in shock, and in the distance, it was Master, who had always been sculpted in ice and snow, smiling.Not only did he hook his lips, he even broke his voice.

Immediately, under Su Shisan's increasingly magical eyes, Ling Fuzi laughed loudly and beat the ground with his hands.

Su Shisan felt that the world might be disillusioned!Right now, it may be another illusion.Unreal, so fucking unreal!Master, what happened?Inadvertently practicing kung fu, have you gone mad ahead of time? !

Ling Fuzi sat cross-legged on the ground, originally holding the whisk in his hand, but now he threw the whisk aside and beat the ground with his hand, laughing more and more exaggeratedly.His black hair vibrated against his scalp, seeing that even the thousand-year-old ebony hairpin on top of his head couldn't hold back his arrogance.

Qingliu Dalang's complexion was heavy, like a big black pot.It's hard for him, such a white person, forcibly suppressed his face into purple-black.

Su Shisan wanted to hold back, but he couldn't, and couldn't help laughing hahaha.

In the empty red copper hall of the temple, the crazy laughter of the master and apprentice of Jiange in Xiaoyao Mountain echoed.

I don't know how long it took before Su Shisan finally swallowed his laughter.He felt that the clamoring emotions hidden in Qingliu Dalang's heart suddenly became a little wilted, his big arrogant eyes were opened, his mouth was pitifully flattened.This kind of strong contrast is special... Erha!

Su Shisan tried his best to hold back his laughter, and said to this erha who looked like a big boss wearing a white jade mask, "Uh, let's talk about Comrade Dalang..."

Qingliu Dalang immediately raised his eyes to look at him, the light in his golden vertical pupils was really aggrieved, almost forming a golden line.Every bit of light in that line contained tears.

The tearful Qingliu Dalang looked at Su Shisan just like this, like a giant dog, now raising his head pitifully waiting for his master to stroke him.

So Su Shisan took a few steps closer, smiled as he walked, and coughed, "I don't know where I went just now, I just remember that you had a dispute with Master..."

"It's trivial to say that disputes are light!" Ling Fuzi snorted coldly, and finally stopped smiling, with his hair parted, resting his chest on one hand, and cast a disdainful glance at Qingliu Dalang. "Just this guy, just his virtue! Hmph!"

Qingliu Dalang frowned instantly, seeing that he was about to quarrel with him again. "What's wrong with me, why don't you talk about yourself, Lingfu!"

"Stop! Stop!" Su Shisan waved his hands, closed his eyes, and shouted.

Just kidding, if these two people quarrel again, I don't know how long it will be!What's even more frightening is that if there's any more fights, it's fine for him to be caught in the middle and be a meatloaf. If he is harassed by them again into an unknown dream, it will be over!

He didn't want to have that kind of day when he ran desperately under the lightning and thunder!

In the illusion just now, the ground opened its mouth like a flaming dragon, and the dark scene that swallowed him in one gulp was still in front of his eyes, making his heart palpitate endlessly.

Su Shisan came back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "When I was fighting with you just now, I seemed to see a cave, and the cave was full of swords."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Ling Fuzi and Qingliu Dalang fell silent.

Su Shisan raised his face, thought for a while, and said strangely: "Strange, I have never been to this place, but I feel very familiar in the illusion just now. Master, does Xiaoyao Mountain have such a cave? The cave is full of swords?"

Lingfuzi met Su Shisan's thirsty gaze, raised his long eyebrows slightly, coughed, and said bravely, "San Shisan, this matter...after a while, I will tell you as a teacher, okay?" ?”

It was actually a negotiating tone, and the words were softer than ever before.

It seems that there is a huge debt to Su Shisan.

Su Shisan was surprised.

Looking at Qingliu Dalang again, the aggrieved large dog abruptly looked away, avoiding eye contact with him.

Weird!

"Thirteen," Ling Fuzi called him, his tone became softer and sweeter, like a young father coaxing a child to sleep.

"Now, as a teacher, let's chat with you first, about the fact that you collapsed the temple after only three hours after entering school, okay?"