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

At night, Su Shisan dreamed of a man in red looking down at a very high building in the wind and rain.The strong wind blew the man's long black hair like ink, and his golden eyes were as deep as the sea.

The man in red stood in front of him, his words were drowned in the sound of the rainstorm, and the words were broken.

Su Shisan tried his best to open his eyes in the torrential rain, clasped his hands into trumpet shapes, and shouted at the man with all his strength: "Brother Long—! Let's go now! You, don't, send it off!"

Downstairs at a very high altitude, white clouds lingered around the waists of the two of them, and the fog was thick under their feet.

Su Shisan waved his wide white sleeves embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and after shouting at the man in red, he turned his head and left.

As soon as he raised his head, the man in red teleported to him silently, blocking the only way out.

Su Shisan wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and the rain dripped down from the black hair on his forehead. He said a little anxiously, "Master, I'm going to school, and I'll be back next month. It's not about life and death. Brother Long, let me go!"

"...I'm afraid you will forget me." The man in red suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling with gold.

In his dream, Su Shisan felt that he was about to go blind, and he couldn't open his eyes because of the light.So he stepped forward, trying to cover those golden eyes with his hands.

After taking a step forward, Su Shisan realized that this idea was unrealistic.

The man in red is too tall!

Su Shisan walked in front of him, barely reaching his chin.When he raised his hand, he realized that the other party was extremely white.With extremely fair skin, long emerald green eyebrows reaching into the temples, and two thin lips under a high nose, he was born an extremely good-looking man.

Su Shisan couldn't help but groaned, and withdrew his hand, covering the face of the man in red again.His hands were wheat-colored, but the other person's face was as white as if he had put on powder, which set him off quite dark.

Su Shisan was not happy.

He put his hands behind his back, coughed twice, frowned, and reasoned seriously with the other party. "Brother Long, it's raining like a torrential rain as soon as you appear on the stage. Young Master, I'm already very loyal to be friends with you despite the pressure!"

The man in red pursed his lips, raised his thick eyebrows lightly, and his robe fluttered like waves in the strong wind.

Su Shisan was a little afraid of him, subconsciously took a step back, and his momentum suddenly weakened by three points. "Ahem, Brother Long, I'm not ignoring you. I really want to go to school. Do you know about going to school? I'm old, I have to learn skills, or I'll be beaten on the ground by Master and his old man!"

In the dream, Su Shisan thought about it carefully, but because he really didn't know exactly what skills he was going to learn in the future, he had to vaguely mention it.

He softly discussed with this boss who was not easy to mess with at first sight. "Do you think this is good? I will come back to you as soon as I leave school."

"Do you know where this city is?" The man in red finally spoke, this time the words were very clear, each word was like a thunderbolt hitting Su Shisan's ear. "Do you remember, my real name?"

Rain was pouring down from the sky.

Su Shisan has been walking a long way, turned around in the dream, only to see the man in red still stubbornly standing on the very tall building.The clouds were deep and the rain was heavy, and she was wearing a bright red robe as gorgeous as blood.

In the dream, Su Shisan suddenly felt a little sad.

He found that the man in red was telling the truth. He didn't remember the name of the city, nor the man's name.He thought about it over and over again in his dream, and he couldn't remember what was left behind. He only felt that there were some very important things, like pearls and jade, that sank into the deep sea.

"...you, who are you?" Su Shisan rolled on the Babu bed covered with crocodile silk, muttering endlessly.

Qingliu Dalang's eyes were fixed on Su Shisan, he was greedy for breath.

Thirteen, you are called Thirteen now.

Qingliu Dalang who turned into a black snake said silently in his heart.

Then he thought again, you really forgot my real name, and now you are throwing yourself into Xiaoyao Mountain, you have completely forgotten me.

Dalang Qingliu moved half an inch along Su Shisan's chicken paw, slowly closed his golden vertical pupils, and fell into a dream with Su Shisan.

**

When he woke up the next day, Su Shisan only felt that there was something cool and slippery sticking to his face in his dream. He touched it with chicken feet, but he didn't feel anything foreign.

Unwilling to give up, Su Shisan jumped in front of the bronze mirror and scanned it by turning up and down, left and right.

"Huh?" Su Shisan frowned, scratched his whole body with chicken feet, then pushed open the door, and flew in mid-air to find the fourth senior brother who was said to be good at pharmaceutical powder.

Connecting the garden under the corridor, a row of wing rooms with similar styles pass one by one.

Su Shisan counted, and then yelled loudly at the door of the fourth wing. "Fourth Senior Brother! Fourth Senior Brother, are you in the house?"

A very cold voice came from inside the door. "What are you doing here again?"

Su Shisan ignored the disgust revealed in this voice, pushed the door open with a bang, and shouted, "Fourth Senior Brother, I seem to have been bitten by a mosquito last night. Do you have any mosquito repellent powder?"

The fourth senior brother didn't lift his head, he was pounding the medicine pestle in his hand, and there were two baskets of freshly picked herbs at his feet.Seeing Su Shisan barging in, he frowned and said, "Close the door! It's windy outside, don't blow my medicine powder away!"

Su Shisan hooked his paw, and the door automatically closed with a bang.

"How is it? I just learned how to fetch objects from a distance, isn't it effective?" Su Shisan salivated and leaned in front of the fourth senior brother, his tone extremely unbearable.

Then the fourth senior brother raised his foot, hooked the inner toes of the clogs, and a large cloud of light green poisonous powder slowly rose from under his feet.

Su Shisan was almost fainted by the fourth senior brother's unique beriberi.

"Ahem, Fourth Senior Brother, you murdered Junior Brother!" Su Shisan covered his mouth and nose with his paws indiscriminately, his voice was buzzing, and tears flowed from his deer eyes. "...I'm going to report to Master!"

The fourth senior brother sneered. "If you don't like to come, you don't have to come."

Su Shisan flew to the window sill to catch his breath, his chicken paws hooked on the edge of the hexagonal plum window, he untied the long hook, pushed the window open and greedily took a few mouthfuls of fresh air. "Fourth Senior Brother, how did I offend you?"

"Your existence is arsenic to me." The fourth senior brother said calmly.

Su Shisan was angry. "I'm not here to ask you for some insect repellent powder!"

"Hey?" The fourth senior brother raised his eyebrows in surprise, and joked, "Which bug doesn't have eyes?"

As he spoke, he stared at him with his eyes again, saying: "Thirteen, do you have a piece of flesh all over your body? Is there any blood? Some insect bit you, I'm afraid you are blind!"

Su Shisan roared angrily. "Ling Si! Familiarity is familiarity. If you talk nonsense, I will sue you for slander!"

The fourth senior brother hummed twice, then buried himself in making medicine.

The room is full of light, and the smell of medicinal powder is slightly fishy.The sound of the pestle pounding the medicine was monotonous and dull.

Su Shisan couldn't help teasing him again. "Fourth Senior Brother, at least give me a prescription. I didn't sleep well last night, and there really was a bug biting me. It was cool and slippery. I don't know what it is!"

The fourth senior brother snorted coldly, and finally accepted his words. "Cool? Slippery? Are there snakes?"

Su Shisan trembled all over, and the chicken paws tightly hugged Zhuzhu's body. "That's right, that's right! That might be a snake!" Then he rolled his eyes and asked in a daze, "What kind of medicine do you use to repel snakes?"

Fourth senior brother: "Arsenic cream?"

Su Shisan: ...

Fourth senior brother: "Poison poison?"

Su Shisan:? ? ?

Fourth senior brother: "Thirteen! My head is full of red, arsenic, cream... Ah yes, and heartbroken grass."

Su Shisan:! ! !

Fourth Senior Brother: "Ah, there are... um, oleander, mandala."

Su Shisan: _(°:з」∠)_

Fourth senior brother: "Why don't you be gentle, kill insects, raise a frog and eat it, kill snakes, how can you do it! Then you need medicine to kill snakes, right? Realgar wine... show its original shape. A teapot is buckled down, go!"

Su Shisan: "Okay, brother, I'm sorry to bother you. Farewell!"

After half an hour.

Su Shisan walked out of the fourth senior brother's house with his head drooping, and then sighed on the porch, this Xiaoyao Mountain is probably hopeless!

All over the mountains and plains, sand sculptures were flying, croaking and flying past his eyes in groups.

**

At the same time, Qingliu Dalang, who was entrenched in Su Shisan's babu bed and was deeply buried in the shawl, suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of golden vertical pupils smiled.

From the direction Qingliu Dalang casts his gaze, no matter how Su Shisan looks, he will automatically transform into the white light-like boy thousands of years ago.The smile is bright and shining.

That white-light boy... Now he is searching all over the mountains and plains for the medicine powder to expel him.

So Qingliu Dalang smiled, and suddenly fell silent.

In the end, he curled up again at the place where Su Shisan had slept, buried his head deeply, and greedily took another breath of that person's body temperature.

**

The hour is approaching.

Lingfuzi Shi Shiran came out of the White Pavilion of Lianhua Peak, and walked along the railing towards the pavilion where he gave lectures every day.With blue hair pouring down from her shoulders, holding a dust whisk in her arms, the snow-colored robe was infected by the spiritual energy all over her body without wind.

When he reached the gazebo, Ling Fuzi suddenly let out a snort and raised his head.

However, clouds gathered in the sky above Xiaoyao Mountain, with colorful auspicious lights, and they were eager to compete with the sky under the scorching sun.

The golden sunlight pierced through the thick clouds like a sharp arrow, and sprinkled all over Xiaoyao Mountain.

Every inch of vegetation in the mountains is bathed in golden light.

It was very much like a thousand years ago, when the dragon broke into Xiaoyao Mountain, wagging its head and swaying its tail, uttering words in the clouds, and said to him, "Lingfu, there are some treasures in your mountain, I can borrow them for my use."

On that day, the blue sky was also scorching sun, a dragon came riding on five-colored auspicious clouds, and the Xiaoyao Mountain was full of drums and drums.