Chapter 10 Su Bai
The white fog in the morning is like a veil, quietly lingering around the top of the mountain. A little dewdrop fell from the green leaves and penetrated into the earth.
On the top of the mountain, a young man in white sat cross-legged, floating out of the dust, surrounded by clouds and fog, like a fairy.
The young man has a long sword across his knee, and the blade is silvery white, which is quite similar to the clouds.
This person is swallowing the true qi to the fairy sword and washing the fairy sword with magic power, which is the spitting method of the traditional fairy sword.
This man in white around 278 is named Su Bai.
A disciple of Kongming Xianshan, who has the best qualifications but deliberately suppresses his own cultivation and has a steady and strong foundation, is also the most concerned disciple.
Ling Sheng stood behind Su Bai. The "Jianqi Tong Xuan Chapter" he practiced was the spirit of sharp gold, not the aura of vitality and sunset, so he did not practice at this time.
The two have been meeting for three days.
In the three days, Su Bai has only said three words to Ling Sheng.
The first sentence is to ask Ling Sheng's identity, the second sentence is to let Ling Sheng keep the sword box, and the third game is to let Ling Sheng follow him on the road.
Except what these three sentences were said at the meeting, there was no extra word.
Ling Sheng himself was also an extremely arrogant figure. Naturally, he would not take the initiative to talk to him, and the two walked in silence for three days.
In the three days, although Ling Sheng has never cared about Su Bai's mentality, he also slightly understood two points.
Su Bai's temperament is elegant, like a fairy. He also regards himself as a person among immortals and others as ants. He is high above, as if he is on the clouds, overlooking all sentient beings.
In his eyes, Ling can't beat the ant-like figure, and Ling Sheng, a sword slave holding the box, will be attacked by the breath of the fairy sword for a long time and will definitely die.
How can a fairy-like character talk to an ant?
Ling Sheng is not annoyed. In addition to practicing Jianqi Tong Xuan Chapter every day, he is thinking hard about the means of fighting in the future. In this way, he still thinks that he has not had enough time every day to talk to the other party, let alone work hard to figure out other people's mentality.
This place is just a mountain found by Su Bai. It is surrounded by clouds and fog. It is a good place to practice, so he practiced on the top of the mountain all night.
The two of them have been on their way for three days, not far from Shenfeng Villa.
Su Bai inhaled slightly, swallowed a wisp of breath into his abdomen, and slowly closed his work. He whispered in a low voice, "Fuck!"
The fairy sword on the knee moved in the wind, flew up by itself, fell into the sword box beside Ling Sheng, and sank into the medicine.
The liquid crystal in the sword box flashes, which is made of countless medicinal herbs*. Not only that, Su Bai also invests many medicinal herbs every day, including many hundred-year-old medicines, which makes Ling Sheng feel very distressed.
The fairy sword has gradually gained the ability to absorb the medicine liquid. In addition to the true breath, it must be soaked in the medicine liquid, so that the fairy sword can be nourished.
Those who practice immortal swords have to consume countless medicinal herbs, at least two elixirs a day, ranging from 80 years to hundreds of years. Over time, decades, the consumption is actually a huge account. Ordinary sects do their best and may not be able to withstand such consumption.
That is, Kongming Xianshan has been cultivated with all his strength, which is why there is such a character who practices fairy swords.
"I did a lot of chores in Kongming Xianshan, and I had to work for eight hours in 12 hours a day. I only got an opportunity to read the classics, and I was not even qualified to read the merit codes. But this guy is fully cultivated by the sect and uses elixirs to nourish the fairy sword every day, not to mention the other benefits, such treatment..."
Ling Sheng looked at the medicine full of medicine and said to himself, "If these medicine liquids are distributed to the outer door, at least ten disciples can step into the threshold of practice with the help of medicine power and achieve true qi."
Countless resources can create hundreds of people, but they are only piled up on one person.
This cultivation is one of the essences of the true disciples of the great faction, and the skills and Taoism are far better than the support of the scattered people.
Su Bai was calm and indifferent, got up leisurely and walked down the mountain.
I haven't said a word from beginning to end.
Because he disdained to speak.
Ling Sheng closed the sword box, then held it in his hand, and then went down the mountain.
The road was rough, but the medicine in the sword box did not spill a drop, and the seam of the sword box was still dry. It can be seen that the medicine did not ooze out.
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Su Bai's footsteps are light, and although the road under his feet is full of thorns, and the stones are like thorns and rugged, he brushed it like a breeze without any obstruction.
The sword slave behind him also followed.
Somehow, Su Bai's murderous intention suddenly rose again.
When we first met, Su Bai's calm heart like a mirror had an inexplicable murderous intention. Even if he wanted to kill the man, he finally suppressed it.
In his eyes, this little man named Ling Sheng is like a ball of fine iron, but it is far from a sharp weapon. But if this solid iron is forged, it may not be able to turn into a sharp weapon.
If the potential is not small, it can't provoke Su Bai's murderous intention. After all, his Su Bai's talent is not inferior to that of anyone in the world.
But this sword slave named Ling Sheng actually has a sense of sharpness, although it is only the first time to show its edge. He once saw such sharpness in a figure named Gu Tingqiu, but Gu Tingqiu's sharpness seemed to go straight to the sky and tear Daqian. And the sharpness of this Ling Sheng is still immature.
Gu Tingqiu, born in the world's first sect of Taibai Sword Sect, has immortal roots and Taoist bones, and is tenacious. He is the top figure among the young generation in the world!
Rao is Su Bai's conceitedness and can't help but regard this person as the first strong enemy in his life! As for the others, when he accumulates and breaks through in one fell swoop and shocks the world, who can be compared with him except Gu Tingqiu?
Why does a small person have such sharpness?
If I kill him on the spot, won't it prove that I am scared?
Su Bai's face was slightly gloomy.
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Shenfeng Villa, living in Cui*, is a holy place in the eyes of ordinary martial arts people.
It is said that the Lord of Shenfeng has had a deep martial arts attainment. He once cut off a willow tree with a thin thigh with one palm and was respected as a fairy-like figure.
In the villa, the masters are like clouds, like the dragon pool and tiger caves.
This is only for secular masters.
Just half an hour ago, countless tragic howls came from Shenfeng Villa, which were extremely tragic and spread to the foot of the mountain, and everyone changed color.
Su Bai stood in the ruins of Shenfeng Villa and looked at the corpses everywhere, and his face became colder and colder.
"Are you one step ahead?" Ling Sheng felt funny in his heart.
Suddenly, Ling Sheng saw a body on the ground that seemed to be quite familiar, so he took a closer look. It turned out to be the man who escaped under Kongming Fairy Mountain.
"I'd like to see who destroyed this Shenfeng Villa before my Subai?"
Su Bai raised his eyebrows and moved his mind, and there was the sound of a sword.
The fairy sword flew out by itself, a little along his fingertips, and divided the dead owner of the god wind. The blood burst out, and the internal organs were all over the ground.
Then, Su Bai floated out like a gust of wind, and the fairy sword lingered around him, like a white dragon.
Ling Sheng looked at the Shenfeng Zhuangzhu who was vented his anger and smashed the body, and whispered to himself, "The broken body vented his anger. Does this guy seem to be really angry?"