In those years, the cultivators we cut together

The raft continued to drift, and after a while, it returned to the original starting point, that is, the beach on the shore.

Lin Xiaolu came down from the raft and saw two gangs of monks fighting in the distance as soon as he got off. He thought for a while, then turned around and urinated.

"Brother Xiaolu, those two gangs of monks seem to be fighting for some magic weapon. Shall we go over and have a look?" Basong Weimeng asked enthusiastically.

Lin Xiaolu shook his head:

"My heart is empty now, I can't get up, I can't get down, I'm not in the mood."

"Boss, I think your mood has grown rapidly now, and you should learn to speak more forcefully." Shuai Shuai Ya suggested:

"For example, if your heart is empty, you can say: your heart is up and down, like a leaf without roots, wandering, and you don't know the way back."

Lin Xiaolu, who was peeing, gave Shuai Shuai a blank look, and almost couldn't help turning around to lick it:

"Childish, I'm past the age of pretending now."

After finishing speaking, he shook arrogantly, and then walked across the edge of the battlefield with Basong Weimeng Shuaiya. During the period, some monks noticed them, but fortunately they were focused on fighting and did not come to seek death.

However, Lin Xiaolu is not interested in the magic weapon, which does not mean that Basong does not have it. The beautiful girl turned her head three times, looked and looked, and finally found that the two gangs were fighting for an ancient book, and she couldn't move on the spot.

"Brother Xiaolu, you are a martial artist, and I am a monk. I am interested in that spiritual book. You go first, I will go and have a look."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu didn't say anything, he waved at Basong generously, and called out to him to be careful, then walked towards the depths of the green forest with Shuai Shuai Ya in his arms.

This world is very lively now. Walking in the forest, you can see monks flying over your head from time to time, and you can hear the din of battles and the roars of monsters every now and then. Compared to the passionate blood of other monks Expedition, he and Shuai Shuai Ya really seemed a bit boring.

He hugged the duck, the duck hugged the ambergris, and just wandered around aimlessly. After finding nothing, he found a towering tree that could shade the sun and sat down, leaning against the back of the tree, hugging the handsome duck. , very naturally dozed off.

When others are fighting in full swing to find opportunities, but Lin Xiaolu can sleep soundly, I am afraid he is also No.1.

……

……

somewhere in the secret

Standing with the sword in hand, Ah Yi looked at the broken bowl magic weapon in his hand, and then at the surrounding monks who had been knocked down by him, stroked the hair hanging from his forehead, and said arrogantly:

"There is no one who can fight!"

After finishing speaking, he happily put the broken bowl into the Najie, thinking of taking it back and giving it to Lin Xiaolu. When Xiaolu can't get along in Emei in the future, he can use the broken bowl to beg for food, which can be regarded as a craft to make a living.

Well, Brother Lu must like it, haha.

The young man in a good mood was happily preparing to leave, but just as he was about to sacrifice his sword and take off into the sky, he suddenly found a young man in a dark golden robe hovering above his head at some point.

This young man was about 20 years old, much older than Ah, with a handsome face, tough facial lines, and a pair of bright eyes with an air of self-respect, but a mole on the corner of his mouth destroyed a little of his heroic spirit.

In terms of appearance, Ah Yi is slightly more handsome than him, especially in terms of youthful appearance, but in terms of aura, he does not know how many blocks he has left behind Ah Yi. After all, although Ah Yi was born in the sky, he has never had the aura of a banished immortal after he came down to earth. On the contrary, he is very approachable and has always been a good boy, which may have something to do with the teachings of his master Jianshang.

Ah Yi...has always been a sunny and gentle sword.

At this moment, he stood among a group of alchemy monks who had been defeated by him, raised his head, and looked at the other party above with his eyes wrapped in black bandages, and the other party looked at him in the same way.

After a while, the other party said expressionlessly:

"Liqiu, Ah Yi, the seventh in the ranking, the boy known as the ghost swordsman, is that you?"

After finishing speaking, the young man said arrogantly:

"Next is Liu Boyang from the Bailu Department, one of the four Nascent Soul Realm students, how dare you fight next time!"

Listening to the introduction, Hajime scratched his head.

He couldn't understand why he was so lucky to meet Nascent Soul twice.

He also doesn't understand how these people cultivate. Many people will never reach the Nascent Soul in their entire lives, and these people can become the Nascent Soul at such a young age. What a chance it must be for them to do it. He is also a genius, especially in the way of swordsmanship. The master said that he only found a disciple with such talent in the way of swordsmanship as his ancestral grave. , How many times did the ancestral grave have to cheat?

Feeling the fighting spirit emanating from the boy named Liu Boyang above his head, Ah Yi felt a little upset.

Anyway, I come from the sky, so it’s okay to be beaten by that female classmate before, after all, Brother Lu said that good men don’t fight with women, and I’m not good at stabbing her with a sword. It's as awesome as it is, if Brother Lu is here, I'm sure to crush you to death with his ass.

Having just experienced the great battle, he was still out of breath, facing Liu Boyang, and said with a displeased expression:

"You want to fight with me? Do you think I'm afraid of you because you are a Nascent Soul?"

As soon as two questions came out in succession, Liu Boyang froze for a moment.

His aura at the Nascent Soul Realm didn't hold down the alchemy boy. Is this the arrogance of the unyielding sword cultivator?

interesting~

He slowly fell from the sky, looked at the bamboo stick in the young man's hand, and said with a smile:

"I have changed my mind, Brother Yi, you are very strong, and I want to form a team with you to explore the treasure."

Ah Yi:? ? ?

"What treasure?"

"One of the treasures of Immortal Gu Yue—Shui Ze Lonely Boat."

Liu Boyang laughed and said:

"This treasure has less restrictions. It was used by Immortal Gu Yue when he was young. It is guarded by three Nascent Soul Realm monsters. It cannot be taken out by the next person. We are currently looking for help."

After finishing speaking, Liu Boyang continued to invite:

"Brother Ah Yi, there are many treasures hidden in the place where the lonely boat in the water is located. Among them is an ancient fairy sword and a sword art. When the time comes, you and I will get the treasures together."

Ah Yi thought for a while, then hesitated and said: "The three Nascent Soul Realm monsters, the two of us can't deal with them either."

"It doesn't matter." Liu Boyang said with a smile: "I will continue to look for strong people to form alliances. Ram Xia Mu of the Winter Solstice Department, Bingtang'er of the Guyu Department, and Lin Xiaolu of the Frost's Descent Department are all people I want to get acquainted with."

Hearing Lin Xiaolu's name, Ah Yi was overjoyed, and then nodded happily in agreement.

He also wanted to find Lin Xiaolu as soon as possible, and thought it would be more fun to be with Lin Xiaolu.

In the arena, seeing Ah Yi agreeing, Liu Boyang showed a satisfied smile, but just as he wanted to go forward to exchange feelings with Ah Yi, Ah Yi, who had already agreed, suddenly frowned, and stared straight at his sleeve with a pair of blind eyes. robe.

There was a scorched trace on the delicate gold-plated sleeve gown, which was in the shape of a "卍"!