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

The wrath of the emperor, the corpse of a million.

The wrath of Master Xiaoyao Mountain filled the mountain with horse racing.

After two hours, Su Shisan finally woke up.With a pair of deer eyes that were still showing sleepiness, he swayed to the gazebo, but he saw that there was no one in the gazebo.

He gave a light snort, and thought to himself, it's rare!Today, Master Master drew his sword in his room, then gave him a scolding, and then... Could it be that Master Master was not in a good mood, so he canceled today's lecture?

As a hardcore lazy cancer patient, Su Shisan happily turned around and ran away.

The big beads fluttered and fluttered, and there was a sound of "one, two, three, hey yo" in the air.It is exactly like the military training slogan in the previous life when I was in school, and it is also like the chant of the trackers tugging the boat on the shore that I saw in the textbook.

Lazy and rascal.

High-spirited and high-pitched.

The voices of many senior brothers were mixed together!

Su Shisan looked back in shock, and saw a team running out of the verdant trees, all dressed in snow-white cross-collared disciple robes.The leader swayed lazily with his two long legs, he didn't even bother to shake his arms, and the number in his mouth was extremely loud. "One, two, three, come on, hehe!"

He said cheering, but he would tilt his head every two steps.

It seemed that he would fall asleep while running at any time.

Su Shisan flew a little closer, and looked carefully, the one who was leading the run was the elder brother.

The second senior brother followed closely behind, with a handsome face, stomping on the spot expressionlessly.

The third senior brother pushed the second senior brother from behind, with his slender eyes slanted, he urged impatiently: "Second brother, you should move!"

The second senior brother had a slumped face, and said with a serious look: "Senior brother, run slowly!"

"According to this, when will the master's order be finished?" The third senior brother asked anxiously.

"Third brother, you are too sincere!" The fifth senior brother brushed his long hair to the ground, Danfeng's eyes shone brightly, and said angrily: "Master only told us to run around the mountain for a day, you expect him to squat dryly in the corner for us Do you count?"

The fourth senior brother spoke in a disdainful tone. "That's right! By dinner time, it's almost over! You really plan to run for a whole day like those mortals!"

The sixth brother continued to rub the mud balls, his eyes half-opened and half-closed with feces, and his feet jumped on the spot twice symbolically.

"Hey!" Senior Brother Twelve shouted loudly.The voice was clear, as excited as Lang Chen Bo, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The eleventh brother who was born as a poor scholar was the thinnest, sandwiched among all the senior brothers, beads of sweat were already forming on his pale face.He wiped his sweat with his sleeves up, and said plaintively, "It's luck for Lao Qi and Lao Jiu! I went down the mountain to get rid of a demon, and I haven't come back yet."

"The eighth brother wants to make incense pills for the master, so it's not for him to run away!" The fourth child raised his head and saw the bead spirit hanging in the air. "Tsk, little thirteen is here!"

"Come down, let's run together." The third senior brother squinted his slender eyes and waved to Su Shisan with a smile.That appearance, how gentle and gentle, how amiable and amiable.

Su Shisan stared at him vigilantly, then flew away with a whoosh.

**

"Eldest brother, you have to take care of Xiao Shisan!"

"That's right! Ever since Shisan came to Xiaoyao Mountain, Master has been so angry every day. Before, when did we run?"

"That's not true! Eldest brother, you think of a way to send Thirteen away? Xiao Zhu Xiao is always in fear during the day, seeing that both of them have lost weight..."

All the senior brothers stopped talking and looked at the elder brother eagerly.

The elder brother finally opened his eyes, his head was not tilted, and he said in a drawn-out tone: "So, according to you, how should Xiao Shisan deal with it?"

The second senior brother stood still and pondered: "Since master became the head of the sect, he has never expelled a disciple under the sect! Or, send him down the mountain to get rid of the demon?"

"Come on, that's all he can do!" Fourth senior brother snorted coldly from his nostrils. "If luck closes the door, this ignorant person can be said to be 'retrieving things from the air'. Let him go down the mountain to eliminate the monster. I'm afraid that the monster didn't ask him to stab him to death with a sword, but he died laughing!"

The brothers and sisters imagined the scene for a while. In the deep mountains and old forests, a big black monster with a poisonous belly was as big as a drum. He lay on the ground with his belly in his hands and laughed loudly. A long-haired monkey ran up a tree and laughed, and with a thud, fell off the tree and died!

Tsk, that picture is so beautiful!

I'm afraid that from now on, the face of Jiange in Xiaoyao Mountain will be completely lost by this guy!

From now on, you don't need to report the name of Jiange when you go down the mountain. You only need to tell a bad joke, and you can kill all directions and dominate the world.

There was a breeze in the mountains.

All the senior brothers looked at each other, and they all saw the same frustration on each other's faces.

Brother Eleven, who was born as a scholar, waved his hands and said weakly: "This road won't work. Change to another!"

The elder brother was excited for a rare moment, his eyes were fully opened, his fleshy cheeks pouted, and he made a final decision. "This person must be sent away! If it doesn't work, pack it up and send it to the temple!"

The eyes of all the brothers and sisters lit up and they applauded!

In this Mietian Realm, there are many immortal cultivators, and there are many sects of all sizes.Among them, the most famous are the three ancient sects, namely Jiange, Jiuyi, and Xiange.Because of the cruelty of its disciples, Jiange has always been ranked first among the three major sects.

Thousands of years ago, it was rumored that the three major sects made an agreement that all the direct disciples of the sect masters would be interchangeable to study in the other sect.

There are also rumors that not only the direct disciples of the heads of the three major sects, but also the sect masters and sons of royal families in the non-destroying heaven realm can exchange study tours, enter the three major sects, and treat them as disciples.

Because there are too many people, and they all have great backgrounds, there are often tragedies that gather crowds to make trouble, or the disciples unfortunately razed the other side's mountain gate to the ground during their study tours.

The most famous incident happened when a young royal family from Longxu took a fancy to a treasure in Xiaoyao Mountain thousands of years ago. In order to snatch the treasure, he made a big fuss to destroy the heavens, and finally let the whole Xiaoyao Mountain be flooded.

At that time, Xiaoyao Mountain was not headed by Ling Fuzi, the head of Jiange at that time... I don't know where to go to find the enemy for a decisive battle.Poor Ling Fuzi was helpless, tucked his white robe to his waist, rolled up his trousers to his knees, and climbed to the top of Xiaoyao Mountain with water, and then sat alone on the top of the mountain, watching the dragon majestic in the waves Wanton.

It rained for a whole month.

In the end, even a small inch of land on the top of Xiaoyao Mountain was flooded.

Ling Fuzi swam for a whole month before reaching the shore from the raging sea.

As soon as the old master returned to the mountain, Ling Fuzi immediately made a small report, not only imprisoning the young dragon in Xiaoyao Houshan, but also announced to the public that Jiange would no longer accept foreign disciples to study abroad.

Jiange is the leader in the sect of cultivating immortals in the world of extermination, and Jiange has the final say in everything.

From then on, a group of study tour nobles could only frequently go in and out of Jiuyi and Xiange, and the latter two were too disturbed, so they simply negotiated a school.

Then there are nobles who tore time and space from other small worlds to come here to study, they despise the word "school" as too vulgar, and like those mortals in the market, they are not worthy of their noble origins.

Ever since, the famous [Temple] of Mietian Realm was born!

The elder brother said that he wanted to send Su Shisan to the temple, not to let him become a monk, but to let him go to study outside, study hard, and take the trouble to another house by the way.

All the brothers and sisters applauded and applauded, and they used their housekeeping skills to run around Xiaoyao Mountain in a hurry.Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, we made an appointment to go to the White Pavilion of Lianhua Peak to report to Master.

**

In the middle of the night, all the disciples of Xiaoyao Mountain went back to their houses, and there was no dream all night.

However, Su Shisan received a message from the White Pavilion of Lianhua Peak. The note was instantly ignited, and a few large characters appeared in the air like flames—come to my room quickly!

Alas!Su Shisan couldn't hold back, the chicken's paw hooked the round pearl body, and shook.

He was really afraid of something. The thick golden thigh he was most afraid of hugging now turned into a strange third leg, but... Su Shisan focused on the words formed by crackling flames in the air, and fell into deep self-doubt.

Every ravine in those five characters looks like a leg!

Like a man's third leg!

To go, or not to go, that is the question.

Su Shisan struggled for a long time, his flat face wrinkled into a look of pity.

After three breaths, he received a second summons.As soon as the note floated into the Moon Cave Gate, it immediately burned, and this time it was shortened from five words to two—come quickly!

Su Shisan trembled.He glanced at the room that had just been ruined by the spirit whisk during the day. Several cases were shattered, the door was gone, and the silk had turned into strips of desolate white cloth.

Right now, the place he lives in doesn't look like a disciple's abode, but rather like an inn in a deserted village transformed from a tomb.

Another breath passed.

A piece of paper the size of his original door floated in the wind, and burned into a large golden character on the empty door frame - come!

Su Shisan felt that he could just sit back and wait until he became bald.

Or sit and wait to be broken.

As a bead who doesn't even have basic human hardware, he doesn't know what small parts he has on his body that Master Master can play with.

I'm afraid...can't be played with!

Su Shisan took two steps toward the door, then looked back at his abode desolately.Then he went out three feet away, and turned his head a dozen times.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and he, Su Shisan, is gone... for fear of the flowers dying.

**

After a stick of incense.

Su Shisan finally reached the White Pavilion of Lianhua Peak. He stretched out his chicken paw several times, but he didn't dare to knock on the door.

But the jade gate of the White Pavilion opened by itself.

"Come in!" Lingfu Ziqing's Lingling voice came from inside.

Huh, can't you hear that you are in a hurry?

Su Shisan lifted his spirits, and floated in along the crack of the door, and said softly, "Master, why are you calling your disciple..."

A jade-white hand quickly held him down, and turned into his arms.A very faint fragrance came from under the cloud brocade gauze, like sandalwood but not sandalwood, it stained the clothes immediately.

**

Clap!

The inner door was closed.

There is a momentary darkness in the eyes, and then the warm fragrance hits.