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

"There has never been love and hatred without a reason in this world." A clear voice pierced through the dark and dull chaos and entered Su Shisan's ears.

He blinked and found that he could see some scenes blurredly.Rubbing his eyes quickly, and then looking carefully - Ling Fuzi was no longer beside him at some point, and was standing in a huge transparent bubble not far from him.

That was his master Ling Fuzi, but it was not the one he had seen every day for the past ten years.

The spirit whisk standing inside the transparent bubble is obviously very young.

Su Shisan didn't know how to describe it.Ling Fuzi is a cultivator of immortals, and it is common sense that almost everyone knows that a cultivator of immortals will not grow old.But he could tell at a glance that the Lingfuzi standing in the bubble was too young, less than 20 years old, dressed in a snow-white disciple robe, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and a white jade-like duck egg face hung into a horse's face, with lowered eyebrows meditating, as if is talking to someone.

Su Shisan rubbed his eyes again, focused his attention, and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to look.

The spirit whisk inside the bubble spoke again, with his long eyebrows slightly raised, his gaze cold, and his voice very cold. "...Ming Zun, let me call you Venerable, you must respect the status granted to you by Longxu, don't be shameless, just pester you here!"

Mingzun?Su Shisan remembered that when Ling Fuzi broke into his abode with Tu Chen that day, the enemy he was looking for was Ming Zun.

It must be this person who is talking to Ling Fuzi at this moment.

Who is Mingzun?

Su Shisan was extremely curious.

"I just came to Xiaoyao Mountain to borrow a baby." The voice was as gentle as jade, but the official Chinese was not very good, and the tone was very stiff.

Su Shisan was shocked.

This, this voice, isn't that Venerable Demon Dragon? !

Why does this guy have so many nicknames?Remember too much effort!

"...Baby?" Ling Fuzi in the bubble gritted his teeth and sneered. "You clearly deceived me that my master wasn't here, and you deliberately went to the mountain to grab it!"

Qingliu Dalang said quietly, "Stingy!"

Su Shisan could only hear Dalang Qingliu's voice, but he couldn't see Dalang as he could see Lingfuzi.He turned his head, only to realize that...he had no head.

Headless.no hands.No feet either.

He was hung on the wall.

On the dark golden wall, a bright flared white light came in from the hole, half of him was bathed in the white light, and half of him was hidden in the darkness.

Lingfuzi happened to be standing at the entrance of the hole where the white light was projected, the clothes around her body were rolling like waves, and her eyebrows were also changing slightly.

After a while, Su Shisan first heard a small noise, like insects chirping in the grass on a summer night, and then the highly recognizable voice of the spirit whisk came in.

"... No, I won't let you in no matter what!" Lingfuzi looked very excited, his voice was agitated, and there were clangs in his ears.

It was only then that Su Shisan discovered that the spirit whisk in the bubble was not only young, but also had no whisk in his hand.

Without Fuchen, where did Tuchen hide his famous soft sword?

When Su Shisan moved, he heard a whole row of walls shaking, and more than a dozen swords slammed into each other like carps under his nose.

Su Shisan...

Su Shisan only felt his eyelids twitch wildly.

He thought, he probably knew what he was now!

A sword!

God damn turned into a sword again!

Su Shisan felt sad in his heart.

Since transmigrating into this book, Su Shisan felt that he had no chance to be human at all.

Ten years ago, he was a stone-like bead, then he grew a pair of chicken feet, and then he finally took the shape of a human.For some reason, he erupted in the sky above Xiaoyao Mountain today... After the eruption of the small universe, he turned into a sword again and was hung on the wall.

He couldn't have been more mourned.

Ling Fuzi and Qingliu Dalang are still stuck at the entrance of the cave, arguing constantly.Ling Fuzi's voice became louder and louder, and a few vague words floated into Su Shisan's ears, forcing him to listen.

"... There is a soul from another world living in that sword. Before the master left, he ordered me to guard this mountain. Mingzun, can you explain something? It must not be me Not to lend it to you, but not to borrow it, this is the treasure of Xiaoyao Mountain!"

Qingliu Dalang's voice, which had always been meek, suddenly turned into excitement. "The treasure of Zhenshan? Since you said so, I must take a look today!"

Lingfuzi almost bit off his tongue in hatred.

Alas!What Lingfuzi was talking about was about me, the young master?sword?Zhenshan treasure?A soul from another world? ...Master, when you were young, you knew too much!

Su Shisan glanced towards the entrance of the cave with little strength, and saw that Lingfuzi and Qingliu Dalang finally gave up their scolding and started to fight.

The Lingfuzi's clothes in the bubble kept fluctuating, but what he was holding in his hand was something like a long stick, tightly wrapped in a green cloth. This, this is not clear what kind of weapon it is!

Su Shisan stared at it for a long time, but the spirit whisk was like a shadow puppet held by someone on a string, its hands and feet were dancing wildly, and the flow of light and shadow was not very clear.You can't see the so-called number one murderous figure in Xiaoyao Mountain at all!

...it's ridiculous.

What's even more strange is that the person who fought with Ling Fuzi never showed up, only occasionally showing a corner of the red robe.

Perhaps it was because the two people at the entrance of the cave were fighting, the light flickered on and off, and the spots of light falling on Su Shisan kept flickering on and off.

Clang!

Clang!

The many long swords hanging on the wall vibrated more fiercely, making a sharp whistling sound.All of them seemed to have epilepsy!

Su Shisan thought angrily, let's fight!Just hit!It's best to knock down this place too, so that I can change back to my human form, my lord.

It's a pity that God doesn't want it.

Su Shisan didn't want to look at it, but the two of them got right under his nose.The light in front of the cave became increasingly dimmer, and seeing Ling Fuzi flickering in the transparent bubble, swinging in front of him, Qingliu Dalang finally showed his face.

Hey, Qingliu Dalang is actually very young, and he hasn't put on the white jade mask yet.A head of wild long hair fell straight to the ground, long and straight, flowing down three thousand feet.The hair is an extremely rare flaxen blue.

That face was flawless.It was exactly the same as the man in red that Su Shisan saw in his dream.

Qingliu Dalang without a mask... his white eyes are dazzling, almost shining as the only light in the cave.

He held a sword in his hand, which was very long and sharp.

Su Shisan didn't recognize the purpose of this sword, but he had an intuition that it should be a big killer.

Holding the stick-shaped weapon wrapped in blue cloth in his hand, Lingfuzi ping-pong-pong with Dalang Qingliu and passed hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye.

There was a huge air current fluctuation in the air, and the entire cave was shaking.

Su Shisan felt that he was about to fall, and the dozen or so swords beside him were even more powerful, making him dizzy and dizzy.

It's broken, before the cave collapses, I'm afraid I'm going to be deaf.Su Shisan thought.

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Yes, this chapter is the past.