The weakest peak master? All my disciples are immortal kings and empresses.

The next day, when Luo Xue woke up and walked out of the cabin, she saw Su Changqing using his spiritual energy to mobilize the giant trees to build something.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Luo Xue approached and asked.

"Oh, I'm thinking of replanning and expanding the cabin, and building a room for me to live in. After all, it's more comfortable to sleep in a bed with a house."

Su Changqing explained to Luo Xue while pulling the giant trees to support the wall.

Luo Xue felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. After entering Baijing Mountain, she had been sleeping in the cabin by herself. In fact, she had robbed the master's room and bed, but she didn't think about whether the master would be uncomfortable sleeping in the rocking chair all the time.

"Master, how about I come? These days, your disciples have been fighting for your room and bed."

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by fighting for your room between master and disciple? It won't take long for you to come, but you are just thinking about how to make the layout more beautiful."

Su Changqing smiled, and saw Luo Xue standing aside and trying to get started, and then said: "Go and practice sword. After I finish building the wooden house, I will give you some pointers, and maybe you can also understand the sword meaning."

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Hearing this, Luo Xue immediately took out the Zhuhan Sword under the peach tree and practiced sword one by one, but from time to time, the sword meaning floated to Su Changqing to save the giant tree.

Su Changqing smiled silently and shook his head. This disciple was still thinking about reducing his burden.

It's just building a small wooden house. The spiritual energy required is as insignificant as pulling up a bucket of water in the sea. It can be replenished by absorbing a little spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

He did not say anything to stop them, after all, it was his disciple's good intention.

A girl was dancing with a sword under a tree, and a young man was building a house. They were all concentrating on themselves, and they looked extremely harmonious and comfortable.

After about an hour, the expanded house was finally built. Su Changqing had nothing to do, so he picked up a pot of tea and lay on the rocking chair leisurely to appreciate the girl's sword dance.

"The figure is graceful, the jade feet are not stained with dust, like falling flowers and flowing water, and like snow in the blue sky, dancing a beautiful picture scroll full of light and color."

Very beautiful!

The girl's sword is not as fierce and direct as a man's sword, but more like a lightly leaping elf, but this does not mean that the girl's sword has no pressure.

On the contrary, the agile figure brings out the advantages of using the sword.

Sword use requires agility and freedom, and the intention is to be ethereal and difficult to capture its shape, as the sword master said: Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. After the work was done, she left, hiding her merits and fame.

She turned her hand to resist the enemy with force, and killed the enemy with a backhand move.

After a while, the heaven and earth sensed the girl who was born from the falling snow. The white snow in the sky began to dance colorfully. The girl stepped lightly on the flying snow, and her figure became more agile with the flying snow, and the long sword in her hand became more unbridled and romantic.

Su Changqing casually summoned the painting scroll and painted the scene in front of him on the painting scroll.

The blue bird jumped on Su Changqing's shoulder with a chirping sound, and looked up from time to time to see Luo Xue dancing with the sword, and looked down at Su Changqing painting from time to time.

Being naughty by nature, it also wanted to find the imperfections in Su Changqing's painting, but after looking for a long time, it didn't see any imperfections, so it chirped.

Su Changqing reached out and took Qingque in his hand, and gently said to it: "Don't make noise!"

The Qingque stopped, and fell into Su Changqing's hand and stopped calling.

After a while, Luo Xue stopped the sword in her hand and ran towards Su Changqing. Su Changqing quickly turned the scroll aside and didn't want to show it to her.

Luo Xue looked left and right, as if she could see what Su Changqing was painting, but when she saw that Su Changqing was unwilling to show it to him, she put on that aggrieved face and said coquettishly: "Master..."

"Okay, okay, I'll show you."

Su Changqing really couldn't stand Luo Xue's coquettish offensive, so he had to spread his hands and presented his scroll.

I knew that this trick would be most effective for the master.

Luo Xue took the scroll and looked at the picture on the scroll curiously. The picture showed a peach tree with blooming and falling petals, and a graceful girl was dancing gently under the tree, and there was flying snow all over the sky.

The girl in the painting was so beautiful. Her smiles and frowns were as beautiful as the falling peach blossoms, and she looked like an elf under the flying leaves in the snow.

Luo Xue blushed. She knew at a glance that the girl in the painting was her. This master actually painted her sword dancing posture, and the painting was so perfect and beautiful.

Shameless...

"Master, you!"

Luo Xue glared at Su Changqing in feigned anger, and ran away shyly holding the painting.

Su Changqing was left behindA man was lying in a rocking chair, not knowing where he was.

What did I do wrong again?

And what's more, you just snatched away the painting I just finished? !

Forget it, it's for you anyway.

......

At the same time, several uninvited guests came to Yunluo City.

Several men in black clothes, hiding the demonic energy emanating from their bodies, walked on the street.

"Brother Li and his men last sent news from Yunluo City. How come we can't sense their aura here?"

"I guess those guys came to such a prosperous place and visited the brothel here. They were so obsessed with beauty that they forgot about their business. They blocked their auras for fear of being punished by the sect?"

"Given their character, it is most likely that they are like this. I think we should go to the brothel to look for them. Maybe we can see them drinking wine."

"Hehe, I agree! I haven't been to such a place for a long time. You're making me feel itchy."

Several people laughed.

The man with a deep scar on his face waved his hand to stop their jokes and shouted, "What are you doing? Are there not enough beauties that you are allowed to rob on weekdays?"

"You are doing business now and still thinking about this kind of thing. I think you are tired of living. When I return to the sect, I will lock you all up in the ancestral room to refine blood and flesh."

Hearing Scarface say this, several people quickly shut their mouths, with fear in their eyes.

Refining blood and flesh in the ancestral room, this is what they are most afraid of hearing. They are all members of the Nightmare Demon Sect. Everyone knows the horror of the ancestral room. A living person only needs to be locked in for a quarter of an hour, and a pile of blood and flesh will come out. No one has seen the whole process, but the blood and flesh are still fresh in their memory.

"Don't look for Li Si and the others, they are all dead."

Then Scarface shocked them with another sentence.

"What? Senior Brother Li and the others died?"

"How could this be? Senior Brother Li and the others are all at the Body Forging Realm. If they join forces to fight against an enemy at the late Soul Stage, they can fight. How could they die!"

"Could it be that someone at a higher level than the Soul Stage came to capture them? But most of the cultivators at the Soul Stage are from the sect. Even if they came down the mountain to train, they would definitely not kill a few people at the Body Forging Realm without permission."