Absolute protagonist

Chapter 181

Qingxuan Realm.

The Sword Sect, the leader of the three thousand sects, is on the edge of the forbidden area in the back mountain where few people go. The gurgling spiritual spring flows through the stream, and the cold blue water waves are as calm as a mirror. A figure is standing on the water.

This person is dressed in a white Taoist robe, carrying a long sword, stepping on the water as if walking on flat ground, and his long black hair fluttering slightly in the wind. Just a back figure shows the immortal style.

The female disciple who came behind him couldn't help but stare at her in a daze, but fortunately she didn't forget the business, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Master Sword Master, the sect master invites you to go to the main peak to discuss matters."

The person on the water said "hmm" sparingly, and then waved his hand to send him away.

The female disciple who finally got the task of delivering the message looked at him reluctantly, and silently admired in her heart: He is worthy of being the Master Sword Master worshipped by all the disciples in the sect. He is really the snow on the mountain, and the more you look up, the cleaner it is. I wonder if Master Sword Master is comprehending the way of swordsmanship again?

As soon as the people disappeared from the range of Jian Zun's spiritual sense, the person who was standing on the water with his sleeves fluttering suddenly left the spot and sat directly under a tree on the shore, with very casual postures and movements.

He turned into an incarnation of his mind to meet the sect master. He quickly pinched a spell and removed the hastily set up illusion just now.

Suddenly, a bonfire appeared out of thin air on the open space under the tree, and there was a hot roast goose wrapped in lotus leaves, with hot juice still bubbling on the golden goose meat.

Jian Zun sighed from the bottom of his heart: "...It's not cold yet, very good!"

Although it can be heated up if it is cold, it will eventually lose its original delicious taste.

He grabbed the roast goose on the ground, and then took a big bite without caring about his image, squinting his eyes slightly as if enjoying it, revealing a faint smile.

While tasting it happily, he commented: "Very good! As expected of the fairy goose that the third elder has fed with spiritual fruits for ten years, the meat is delicious. Next time, find the right time to steal and take another one:)."

... However, after the fairy goose was lost this time, I am afraid that the opponent's formation will be arranged more tightly and difficult to break through.

At this point, he frowned, and the faint smile disappeared. He regained his cold expression and fell into deep thought. From a distance, he seemed to be thinking about something that concerns the people of the world.

"You secretly cooked for me. I didn't expect you to be such a sword master! If the disciples of the Sword Sect who admire you see the truth, I am afraid they will be disillusioned in an instant."

A voice suddenly sounded here, with a familiar teasing tone.

"- In the words of some people, this is the rhythm of the collapse of the personality."

When the other party uttered the first word, the sword master was already startled, and his body moved, but in a flash he appeared a hundred steps away and left the original place.

He frowned warily and looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw a man suddenly emerge from the dense green shade of the treetops. The young man with black clothes and silver hair, delicate and handsome appearance, poked his head out from the dense shade of the tree like a golden hook, with a lazy and casual look.

He greeted Jian Zun leisurely.

The pale golden sunlight sprinkled freely through the gaps between the branches, and a few of them fell on the boy's thick eyelashes, as if coated with a layer of gold powder, giving a sense of unreality.

After being amazed for a moment, Jian Zun became more alert.

"Who are you?"

"Please introduce yourself." The next moment, the young man smiled and said, "I am the Lord of Disasters."

The Sword Master was immediately shocked and almost dropped the roast goose: "You, you..."

Chu Si tilted his head and chuckled: "Yes, it's the Lord of Disasters you are thinking of. After all, we are old friends. I happened to find you in this world, so I came to say hello. What, are you not welcome?"

The special title of Lord of Disasters made the Sword Master's eyes slightly dazed, and the original vigilance immediately dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come from afar, but I am rude!"

Back then, he accidentally joined a super-time and space chat group, which included group members from different planes, and the Lord of Disasters was one of them.

But he had not contacted these people for a long time-one day, the super-time and space chat group disappeared.

The Sword Master still regretted it. I thought I would never have the opportunity to contact those people again, but I didn't expect that someone would cross the border and come here?

Surprised, Jian Zun thought of the news he had heard from the Sword Sect Master not long ago, and asked: "I heard that there was a passage between Qingxuan Realm and an alien world. Could it be such a coincidence that it is the world where Daoyou is?"

Jian Zun still didn't dare to believe that Chu Si could directly cross countless time and space to find this place. This was the only reasonable reason he could think of.

He showed some interest in his eyes.

Chu Si shook his head: "Probably, but this world is not my hometown. It was after I traveled to this world that I happened to find the passage between the two worlds leading to Qingxuan Realm."

Can you really travel through the worlds? ! Jian Zun's cultivation is all-encompassing, so he can naturally tell whether the other party is lying or not. His pupils can't help but be stained with a touch of shock.

He immediately restrained his smile, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Chu Si: "Those who practice Taoism take those who have achieved it as their teachers. Daoyou, please teach me."

Immediately, the two sat in the back mountain and talked about Taoism. In addition to discussing profound and unfathomable truths, he would occasionally talk about his travel experiences and casually comment on the people and things in the world. Unknowingly, several days had passed.

Sword Master felt that his cultivation had greatly improved, and he was interested in Chapter 181

Qingxuan Realm.

The Sword Sect, the leader of the three thousand sects, is on the edge of the forbidden area in the back mountain where few people go. A gurgling spiritual spring flows through the stream, and the cold blue water is as calm as a mirror. A figure is standing on the water.

This person is wearing a white Taoist robe and carrying a long sword. His feet step on the water as if walking on flat ground, and his long black hair flutters slightly in the wind. Just a back figure shows the immortal style.

The female disciple who came behind him couldn't help but stare at her in a daze, but fortunately she didn't forget the business, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Master Sword Master, the sect master invites you to the main peak to discuss matters."

The person on the water said "hmm" sparingly, and then waved his hand to send him away.

The female disciple who finally got the task of delivering the message looked at him reluctantly, and silently admired in her heart: He is worthy of being the Master Sword Master worshipped by all the disciples in the sect. He is really the snow on the mountain, and the more you look up, the cleaner it is. I wonder if Master Sword Master is feeling the sword again?

As soon as the people disappeared from the range of Jian Zun's spiritual sense, the person who was standing on the water with his sleeves fluttering suddenly left the spot and sat directly under a tree on the shore, with very casual postures and movements.

He turned into an incarnation of his mind to meet the sect master. He quickly pinched a spell and removed the hastily set up illusion just now.

Suddenly, a bonfire appeared out of thin air on the open space under the tree, and there was a hot roast goose wrapped in lotus leaves, with hot juice still bubbling on the golden goose meat.

Jian Zun sighed from the bottom of his heart: "...It's not cold yet, very good!"

Although it can be heated up if it is cold, it will eventually lose its original delicious taste.

He grabbed the roast goose on the ground, and then took a big bite without caring about his image, squinting his eyes slightly as if enjoying it, revealing a faint smile.

While tasting it happily, he commented: "Very good! As expected of the fairy goose that the third elder has fed with spiritual fruits for ten years, the meat is delicious. Next time, find the right time to steal and take another one:)."

... However, after the fairy goose was lost this time, I am afraid that the opponent's formation will be arranged more tightly and difficult to break through.

At this point, he frowned, and the faint smile disappeared. He regained his cold expression and fell into deep thought. From a distance, he seemed to be thinking about something that concerns the people of the world.

"You secretly cooked for me. I didn't expect you to be such a sword master! If the disciples of the Sword Sect who admire you see the truth, I am afraid they will be disillusioned in an instant."

A voice suddenly sounded here, with a familiar teasing tone.

"- In the words of some people, this is the rhythm of the collapse of the personality."

When the other party uttered the first word, the sword master was already startled, and his body moved, but in a flash he appeared a hundred steps away and left the original place.

He frowned warily and looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw a man suddenly emerge from the dense green shade of the treetops. The young man with black clothes and silver hair, delicate and handsome appearance, poked his head out from the dense shade of the tree like a golden hook, with a lazy and casual look.

He greeted Jian Zun leisurely.

The pale golden sunlight sprinkled freely through the gaps between the branches, and a few of them fell on the boy's thick eyelashes, as if coated with a layer of gold powder, giving a sense of unreality.

After being amazed for a moment, Jian Zun became more alert.

"Who are you?"

"Please introduce yourself." The next moment, the young man smiled and said, "I am the Lord of Disasters."

The Sword Master was immediately shocked and almost dropped the roast goose: "You, you..."

Chu Si tilted his head and chuckled: "Yes, it's the Lord of Disasters you are thinking of. After all, we are old friends. I happened to find you in this world, so I came to say hello. What, are you not welcome?"

The special title of Lord of Disasters made the Sword Master's eyes slightly dazed, and the original vigilance immediately dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come from afar, but I am rude!"

Back then, he accidentally joined a super-time and space chat group, which included group members from different planes, and the Lord of Disasters was one of them.

But he had not contacted these people for a long time-one day, the super-time and space chat group disappeared.

The Sword Master still regretted it. I thought I would never have the opportunity to contact those people again, but I didn't expect that someone would cross the border and come here?

Surprised, Jian Zun thought of the news he had heard from the Sword Sect Master not long ago, and asked: "I heard that there was a passage between Qingxuan Realm and an alien world. Could it be such a coincidence that it is the world where Daoyou is?"

Jian Zun still didn't dare to believe that Chu Si could directly cross countless time and space to find this place. This was the only reasonable reason he could think of.

He showed some interest in his eyes.

Chu Si shook his head: "Probably, but this world is not my hometown. It was after I traveled to this world that I happened to find the passage between the two worlds leading to Qingxuan Realm."

Can you really travel through the worlds? ! Jian Zun's cultivation is all-encompassing, so he can naturally tell whether the other party is lying or not. His pupils can't help but be stained with a touch of shock.

He immediately restrained his smile, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Chu Si: "Those who practice Taoism take those who have achieved it as their teachers. Daoyou, please teach me."

Immediately, the two sat in the back mountain and talked about Taoism. In addition to discussing profound and unfathomable truths, he would occasionally talk about his travel experiences and casually comment on the people and things in the world. Before he knew it, several days had passed.

Sword Master felt that his cultivation had greatly improved, and he was in high spirits.