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

Ling Fuzi turned around and walked towards Su Shisan's room, just in time to meet Su Shisan coming out of Ling's fourth room angrily, and the master and apprentice collided head-on in the corridor.

"Ouch!"

Su Shisan clutched his forehead and was about to yell, his black and white deer eyes widened.Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fuchen in the man's arms.

He immediately changed his smiling face, salivated and said: "Master, why are you here, old man?"

Ling Fuzi stared at the big bead apprentice who was knocked away by him as soon as he raised his chest, frowned his two beautiful long eyebrows, and his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

Grabbing Su Shisan's chicken paw, he said solemnly, "San Shisan, why haven't you transformed yet?"

Su Shisan snorted twice angrily, thinking that when Lao Tzu passed through, let alone a human figure, he even possessed a human brain.Who knows why it became a big pearl with only a pair of chicken feet!He glanced at Ling Fuzi, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "I don't know either."

Then he shook the chicken paws, and carefully pulled out his own paws from the jade-like white hands of the spirit whisk, with an unprecedentedly dignified expression.

"Maybe Xiaoyaoshan's Fengshui is not good?"

He was originally joking, but Ling Fuzi fell into deep thought after hearing his words.

Su Shisan: ...? ? ? !

The midsummer wind in the corridor was very hot, but Su Shisan felt the chill all over his body again last night.no?How could Lingfuzi be so serious about a casual sentence he said? !It's bad, I'm afraid I don't really have thoughts about him!

Su Shisan hugged a pair of chicken paws, and said weakly: "Master, Master—?"

The last word "Zun" is obviously out of tune, turning to the distant Mariana Trench in the 21st century, revealing a deep sense of helplessness.

Ling Fuzi hissed, and continued to frown in thought.

Su Shisan stared dumbfounded at Master's meditation, his chicken paws hooked, and he shrank into a ball.

After a stick of incense.

After two sticks of incense.

Su Shisan moved his chicken paw to cover up a yawn.

He raised his head, the sun was scorching hot above his head, and the tall trees were silent without the chirping of birds and cicadas.The leaves were so green that they were almost transparent, and Xiaozhu and Xiaobai didn't know where they flew.

Su Shisan moved his eyeballs, found a topic, and said, "Master, don't you think Xiaoyao Mountain is a bit strange today?"

"What's wrong?" Ling Fuzi lowered his eyelids and asked calmly.

"I can't tell," Su Shisan hesitated. "Master, do you feel that the mountain is very quiet today? The cicadas are not chirping, and the birds are gone, isn't it... a bit too quiet?"

Ling Fuzi's eyes lit up, and he walked away as if he had figured out some important joint.

"Hey, hey?" Su Shisan was confused, and also swayed and floated behind the spirit whisk, shouting: "Master, wait for me! Where are you going..."

The last few words are automatically muted.

With a clap of Ling Fuzi's hand, he violently pushed away the wing room where Su Shisan lived.The two black gates were shattered into powder under the wind of Lingfuzi's palm, and the majestic wind swept the room.

"Get out!" Ling Fuzi sneered.

"...What, what's coming out?" Su Shisan called Ling Fuzi startled, flustered and followed him into the room.

The room is in chaos.Inside the Moon Cave Gate, a snow-white crocodile fluttered towards Su Shisan.

He tore off the shawl covering his sight indiscriminately, and swept his eyes randomly. "Master, is there anything in my room?"

The spirit whisk ignored him, the handle of the whisk brushed the ground, and with a clang, a long sword of Senhan popped out from the handle of the whisk.

"Mingzun, you are also the royal family of Longxu after all. Although you were underage a thousand years ago, you studied in my Xiaoyao Mountain and were imprisoned. But you must know that Thirteen is now my disciple, not like back then. Just break in?!"

Su Shisan's chicken paws flew wildly, and shouted at the couple who were rolling on the ground: "You, you come out!"

Then he turned around and carefully checked with Lingfuzi. "Master, who is Mingzun?"

A man's voice answered lazily from inside Babu's bed, "Lingfu, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but you are still so angry!"

The voice is as gentle as jade, it can even be said to be gentle.

Su Shisan trembled all over, flew to Ba Bu's bed with a whoosh sound, and the chicken paws flew off the brocade quilt with white teeth and embroidered green bamboos on the bed, shouting: "Who? Get out, young master!"

Ling Fuzi frowned.

Su Shisan didn't realize that his self-proclaim just now was wrong, and he basically continued the identity in the dream, so he blurted out just one sentence. "Brother Long?"

Ling Fuzi frowned wildly.

Qingliu Dalang was extremely pleasantly surprised, and answered him in a hurry. "You remember me?"

Su Shisan flipped his chicken paws and muttered, "So where is your old man?"

"I'm not old!"

A black snake as thick as silver chopsticks sprang out from the corner of the brocade quilt, lightly jumped onto Su Shisan's chicken paw, then raised its head high in Su Shisan's direction, uttering words. "Thirteen, this deity is only three thousand years old this year..."

Ling Fuzi sneered, unceremoniously piercing Qingliu Dalang. "It's nearly three thousand years old! Mingzun, your student book is still in my Xiaoyao Mountain, and it clearly records the time when you hatched and hatched in Longxu. If Pindao remembers correctly, Mingzun, you have not officially Are you an adult?"

Su Shisan: ...! ! !

Qingliu Dalang who turned into a black snake lazily circled Su Shisan's hands, and said in a low-interest manner: "Lingfu, the 3000 years of the dragon race is as long as the 3000 years of your human race. You are old, you have to respect me."

——It is a sword that respects Tairou Aoyagi.

The sword light was snow white, and more than a dozen beautiful sword flowers emerged.

Su Shisan's deer eyes stared round, and he didn't see how the black snake avoided it.Only the dozens of sword flowers separated by Ling Fuzi's sword made his body stiff, and a bead the size of a millstone was stagnant in mid-air, and his body was full of pearls, and he didn't dare to move an inch.

"Master, master... swords have no eyes!" Su Shisan's voice trembled, his eyes were wide open.The chicken paw was pointing at the sword stiffly, and the black snake that was hooked by the tip of the paw had long since disappeared.

Ling Fuzi hated iron for being weak, and reprimanded angrily: "Thirteen! You must know that you are now a spiritual fetus that has not yet successfully transformed. All the brothers in Xiaoyao Mountain are protecting you, and love you as a teacher. , you have to respect yourself!"

"Good, good, respect yourself!" Su Shisan smiled flatteringly. "Master, I am serious!"

But I thought in my heart, I don't know if I should say MMP or not?

Ling Fuzi continued to point the tip of his sword at Su Shisan's flat two-dimensional nose, and said: "...a man like Ming Zun who doesn't make progress, why do you get entangled with him once or twice? You have to learn." Learn from your senior brothers! Look, how stable your senior brothers are, how innocent you are in dealing with others!"

Balabala, chirping.

Su Shisan: My baby is suffering!

But baby I don't say.I can't say it, because I'm afraid of being beaten to death.

So he squinted a pair of deer eyes, and couldn't help answering: "Yes! Yes! Master, you are so right!"

**

After a cup of tea.

Ling Fuzi looked at the thirteen disciples who had closed their eyes and let out a series of sweet little purrs, sighed, put away the radiant sword, and returned to the whisk.

"Thirteen?" Ling Fuzi tried to wake up this restless little disciple.

Su Shisan rolled in mid-air, followed the memory in a daze and crawled to the Babu bed, picked up the quilt, and covered him with a slap, round and arched into a ball.

Ling Fuzi stomped his feet but failed to wake him up.

**

After another stick of incense.

Preoccupied, Ling Fuzi stepped out of Su Shisan's room and hurried to the gazebo.

Because of the rush of walking, it even took a lot of effort to shrink the ground to an inch.

In three breaths, I arrived outside the pavilion where I usually give lectures.

All the disciples were squatting or sitting bored, gathering in the gazebo and waiting for him.

The only futon is placed high in the front.

The Lingfuzi arrived without a sound, and before the disciples could notice it, they were still chatting casually.

"If you want me to tell you, the master is partial to Xiao Shisan. Two days ago, Shisan wanted to boil my little Zhu Xiaobai! But the master didn't punish him either!"

Ling Wu was leaning on the stone table, sitting cross-legged with his knees bent, his long hair hanging down to the ground, and he raised his orchid finger to complain to all the brothers and sisters.

In Xiaoyao Mountain, everyone is dressed in plain white clothes.But this Lingwu loves flowers, and on the inside of the waistline of the white robe, a bunch of flower branches are densely patterned with golden and green embroidery threads. The branches are light golden and the flowers are green.As he leaned over, a green flower branch was exposed at his waist, and the phantom flower enlightened by magic in the flower branch gave off a very light fragrance in the breeze.

In Mietian Realm, there are people like Dao Lingwu, who smell the fragrance before they arrive.

At this moment, Ling Wu was leaning on the stone table in the gazebo and chatting teeth with all the brothers and sisters. His red and phoenix eyes from the phoenix tribe were shining brightly, his language was witty, and he liked to dress up.

Ling Fuzi was displeased, frowned, and was about to speak.But Ling Liu yawned lazily, put his hand into his arms, rubbed a clay ball, and said casually: "Last night there was a strong gust of wind. After the wind blew, all the insects in Xiaoyao Mountain retreated." Ling Wu, where are your two sparrows?"

Ling Wu choked, and then said angrily: "I'm angry when I mention this! Last night, the stars were so beautiful, where did a strange wind come from, but it scared my little Zhu Xiaobai into flying around, and I haven't returned yet. house!"

"Ahem," Ling Fuzi couldn't listen any longer, these disciples loved to poke a knife in his heart, every sentence, talking about the scourge of Qingliu Dalang. "You all knew about the wind last night?"

Seeing that it was him, all the disciples corrected their sitting postures, with their legs crossed, their backs as straight as a green pine.

"Master, you old man, you are late today!" Ling Da said with a cold face, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him.

Ling Fuzi choked.

Immediately after, Ling Er answered: "Eldest senior brother can't speak, master, you old man, don't worry about it."

Ling Er then said sternly: "Disciple does not say anything wrong with the teacher. Master is late, can that be called late? That is called 'Yan'!"

All the disciples praised one after another, and amidst the sound of clapping and clapping, Lingda changed his words in a good manner. "Master, why did your old man die today?"

Lingfuzi: ...!

His old man is not Yan, he is so angry that he wants to die!

"There is such a big commotion in Xiaoyao Mountain, why don't you know about the patrol?"

"Performance inspection?" Ling Twelve raised a high-pitched voice like Chen Bo, and screamed strangely. "Ever since Master sat in the Jiange, the immortal cultivators who destroy the heavens have always feared us like tigers! Who dares to touch the mountain in the middle of the night?"

"Junior brother, if you don't know how to speak, please keep your mouth shut!" Ling Er slowly played the role of the patriarch. "After the master sits in the town, all the cultivators are not afraid of me like a tiger, but respect us Xiaoyao Mountain!"

Ling Fuzi felt a little calmer.

"Yes, so much respect..." Lingsi answered in a neutral tone. "Pass through the door but dare not enter!"

"You guys!" Ling Fuzi raised his brows, and immediately showed a murderous look.

"Get out all of them! Run along Xiaoyao Mountain for twelve hours!"

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Eldest brother: Master, why did you die?

Lingfuzi: (extremely angry) You just got eunuched!Pindao wants to castrate you all!

Su Shisan: (Looking out of state, he lifted the curtain and rushed in) Big guts!Who dares to commit crimes against the wind and discuss indescribable parts in a certain river? !Drag it out, drag it all out, and hit [-] boards each!

Aoyagi Dalang: (Laughs and goes up) Yes!What my daughter-in-law said is right!