Yu Xian's exclamation came almost involuntarily from his throat.

He could never have imagined such a scene.

A dignified sword immortal, even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Obviously, it's just for you to teach me a few sword moves, and let me get started.

But why did you lose your soul?

I haven't learned anything yet, how can you do that?

What about the famous Silver Sword Immortal?

Looking at the surroundings that suddenly quieted down, Yu Xian suddenly felt a little desperate.

Could it be that he really can't learn swords?

Rao is a sword immortal, but he can't let him comprehend a bit of swordsmanship.

Is this reasonable!?

Men always love to be cheap, and the more they can't get it, the more they crave it.

And after being frustrated by reality, they still choose to try to make another mistake.

For example, Yu Xian, who had clearly decided to abandon the sword and follow the stick, came as soon as he heard that there was a sword immortal relic here.

Although it turned out to be a hard punch to him.

Hammer his head cloudy.

Not only him, but even Momoko-sama was a little dizzy.

It stretched out its little head, looked at Yu Xian, looked at the desk, and then raised its paw to scratch at the air, as if to determine if the wisp of remnant soul had completely dissipated.

It took a long time for it to settle down.

"Just... So no meow? The

kitten scratched its head, expressing surprise.

......

......

Half an hour later, Yu Xian completely came back to his senses.

Although this trip did not meet his final demand, it was also fruitful.

Just those kendo related insight techniques in the sea of knowledge are priceless treasures, even if he can't use them, will there be a future?

When the master is respected in the future, he can still teach the murderer on the bed.

He didn't understand, but he could repeat it.

Thinking of this, the only remaining depression in Yu Xian's heart has also dissipated, and he still has to be happy in time in life.

He looked around, and other thoughts came to him.

"These objects should be quite valuable, right? After all, they are all contaminated with the breath of the sword immortal ten thousand years ago. "

Do what you want.

Yu Xian quickly moved, from the desk in front of him, the paper, pen and ink, to the picture scroll hanging on the wall...

In the end, even the bricks that were forged from a lot of precious materials at a glance on the ground were also moved by Yu Xian.

It was just a cup of tea, and this secret room, which no one had ever been to before, was like a locust crossing the border, and it was in shambles.

This also made Momoko-sama's eyes wide.

"Almost."

Yu Xian nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at the sluggish Lord Peach, and asked, "How are we going back?" "

Meow, there's a teleportation formation over there."

Momoko-sama lifted her paw and pointed to a corner.

Yu Xian walked along, and sure enough, he found an extremely hidden formation.

The brilliance flashed, and Yu Xian's figure disappeared in an instant.

......

......

Outside the cave.

The monk with a broken hand squatted until the next day, but he never waited for Yu Xian to come out.

It wasn't until the darkness of the night that his gloomy face rarely revealed a bit of cheerfulness.

"I don't know if it's alive or dead, but it's still dead in it, right?"

"No, maybe I'm not dead yet, I'll have to wait."

The middle-aged monk realized that he could not be so hasty, and immediately made up his mind to continue squatting.

He had already blamed Yu Xian for the revenge of the severed hand, so he waited for Yu Xian to come out and then secretly attacked, or just watch him die in the cave.

No matter how talented he is, it is absolutely impossible for him to stay in the cave for more than seven days with the cultivation of the Qi refining period.

This is an iron law that has always been the same.

Day 3....

Day 4....

The seventh day passed quickly.

The middle-aged monk with a haggard face was full of excitement, snorted, and then walked away, "You deserve to die!"

And what he didn't know was that Yu Xian, who was already certain to die in his mouth, was lying in the bamboo forest basking in the sun at this moment.

The weather was excellent today.

The wind is light, the clouds are light, and the sun is gentle.

Yu Xian was lying in a homemade rocking chair with a light-colored sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, specially made of some kind of spirit crystal.

Behind him was Gu Taoyao, who was standing and pinching his shoulder.

On the side, there is a small recliner with Lady Peach, also wearing a pair of sunglasses, but inlaid with some shiny gemstones.

In her eyes, Yu Xian is a mount, what he has, he must have, and it must be better.

Yu Xian naturally wants to meet her requirements, after all, raising an "ancestor" is tired, and licking a little is nothing.

"Senior brother, is this kind of strength still appropriate?"

The little fox girl asked softly, her expression was very satisfied, and being able to have intimate contact with Yu Xian like this was what she had always longed for.

"Comfortable~"

Yu Xian's words are not false.

Although the strength of Gu Taoyao's hands was really great, the prompts that popped up on the system panel did make him feel comfortable.

[Filial piety from Gu Taoyao +1! ] [

Filial piety from Gu Taoyao +1! ] [

Filial piety from Gu Taoyao +1! ] [

Filial piety from Ning Yao +1! ] [

Filial piety from Gu Taoyao +1! ] Yu

Xian was suddenly stunned.

Did he just read it wrong? Or is there a bug in the system?

How did you see his master's name in the series of prompts?

"I'll wipe it!"

Yu Xian's heart suddenly swelled, he counted the days, and then realized that starting from the Innocent Sect, if he took the teleportation array along the way, and then flew with all his strength, his master should be almost in the territory of the Boundless Gate.

The more Yu Xian thought about it, the more frightened he became.

How did he forget about it?

If his master came to the door with a sword and was beaten up by the elders of the Boundless Gate, what would it be?

Don't you feel distressed?

No, no, no!

Yu Xian immediately decided that he couldn't let things go this way.

With Ning Yao's stinky temper, a violent beating may still be light.

"System, find Ning Yao's location for me and turn on the real-time live broadcast function."

[Okay, the "filial piety" heart system serves the host wholeheartedly. 【

Turning on the real-time live streaming function...】

【Ding! [

The host's remaining filial piety value is not enough to turn on a real-time live broadcast function, please...]

Before the system finished speaking, he heard Yu Xian's faint threatening voice: "Do you dare to try like this again?" [

The real-time live broadcast function is on.] [

Detection object: Ning Yao. 【

Looking for a target...

】【The target has been found, and the screen is connecting.】 Soon

, a clear picture appeared in Yu Xian's mind.

“?"

"What the hell?"

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