Fairy Winner

? "Whoever has my sword, for my advice. [Read the latest chapters]"

"roll!"

"Whoever has my sword, for my advice."

"roll!"

...

Zhou Shu's consciousness has been blurred, but he is still repeating it. I don't know how long it has been for the two voices in the sea of ​​consciousness to gradually calm down.

"Get out of here!"

Immediately after regaining consciousness, Zhou Shu yelled again, then choked on his throat, swallowed a large mouthful of water, and coughed hurriedly.

He struggled to look around, he was in a river, floating on the water.

Mountains and waterfalls are no longer visible around, and I don't know how far it has drifted along the water.

"Are you okay?"

After carefully exploring the sea of ​​knowledge three times, Zhou Shu finally settled down.

Before, his knowledge of the sea was like a wilderness, with lush green grass and full of vitality. After the foundation was built, it was much larger, but it still looked like a wilderness.

Every cultivator’s sea of ​​consciousness has a different appearance, including wilderness, desert, and sea.

After this catastrophe, the sea of ​​consciousness is still green and there does not seem to have changed.

But Zhou Shu had lingering fears. The previous Yuanshen sword intent was probably the biggest crisis he had encountered since he cultivated immortality. No one would have thought that such a terrible danger was hidden in such a place.

A strand of Yuanshen that has gone through thousands of years, with the sword intent of a finger hair, almost made Zhou Shu impossible to recover. If it was not for the time of the gods for too long, 90% of the power was exhausted, or if it was not blocked and consumed by the glass mirror. After 90%, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

"The world of cultivating immortals is really terrible, and I can't take it lightly at any time. After comprehending the sword intent, I feel a little overwhelmed."

But I can’t blame him, I’m afraid that no one would have thought that there would be a monk who would use the magical technique on a rough stone sword. The magical technique would be consumed so much that it was the primordial spirit. It was the root of the monk, and it was placed there. . Obviously, there is no hope of recovery.

(When the cultivator reaches the Yuan Ying realm, he is honored as a monk.)

Cultivators rarely do anything meaningless, but this thing seems meaningless.

"This monk is simply boring and hateful!"

Zhou Shu cursed secretly. Swim toward the shore.

He just swam a few feet, he felt that something was wrong there, and he probed it with his spiritual sense, and he was shocked. He didn't know when there was an extra sword on his body.

A very small sword. Close to his forehead.

Only three inches long, like gold and jade, the whole body was pale golden, and the sword was tattooed with three scales, which was somewhat similar to the one worn by the monk before.

Zhou Shu stopped in the water, his eyes froze, "Is this the sword he said?"

It turned out that the monk was not talking about the stone sword, but this little golden sword.

This is slightly more reasonable.

Zhou Shu nodded as if he was enlightened, but soon remembered the words he hated so much. Immediately cursed, "Get out! No matter what sword, I can't be driven by you!"

He grabbed the golden sword and wanted to throw it out, but he reached it halfway and took it back.

"The wisp of primordial spirit is completely gone, even if I take this sword, I don't need to be motivated by others, I'm really frightened."

Zhou Shu laughed unconsciously, took the golden sword in front of him and observed it carefully.

He input some spiritual power. The golden sword flicked lightly in his hand, and then fell down again, increasing his spiritual power, still as before. The same goes for increasing it.

Zhou Shu shook his head, "I'm afraid that all my spiritual power will be input. This golden sword cannot change. The spiritual power level is insufficient. It is a magic weapon, but it is not a magic weapon that I can use now. At least it is Tier 3 or even Tier 4. "

After thinking about it, Zhou Shu put the golden sword into the storage bag and continued to swim to the shore.

On the shore, Zhou Shu was still looking left and right, distinguishing the direction, and when thinking about which way to go, a female nun walked towards him.

When the female sister saw Zhou Shu, she immediately became angry, her eyebrows were erected, and she sternly scolded, "Shameless and erotic, don't get out of here!"

Zhou Shu was a little startled and hurriedly saluted, "Where did Senior Sister say this, Junior Brother did nothing?"

The female cultivator was also a cultivator of the Lotus School, and she had a foundation level cultivation base, but she was obviously much higher than Zhou Shu. Her appearance was not beautiful, but she had a different temperament, an unusually hot temperament...

"Damn, how can you tease me! Take my sword!"

The female cultivator became more angry, and suddenly there was a bright sword in her hand. The sword's light stretched and contracted, and it directly pierced towards Zhou Shu.

How could Zhou Shu expect this, why would he just start his hand if he didn't agree with him?

But he didn't panic either, the Black Star Sword swept out, blocking the sword light outside.

Zhou Shu looked solemn and said calmly, "Senior Sister, what does this mean, I can't directly swing the sword between my fellow students. If Senior Sister has a grievance with me, please tell me clearly, Junior Brother would like to hear it."

"Huh! Dare to block my sword?"

The female Xiu's face changed slightly, as if she was surprised that Zhou Shu could block her sword.

Zhou Shu sullen his face slightly, "Senior sister, why bother?"

"Just *you, shameless!"

The female cultivator waved a sword, her clothes fluttered like a flag, she seemed to use her full strength, her spiritual power swelled out, and coercion followed. Zhou Shu suddenly felt that the pressure had increased sharply, and she was a little harder to breathe, and her movement became It's difficult.

Is this woman so powerful?

This feeling was no less than when I saw Yun Li Chuan Jian.

Zhou Shu looked surprised, but there was an expression of reluctance on his face. Hei Xingjian handed it out flatly, facing **** for tat.

"Booming dust!"

The female cultivator whispered and handed out the sword art.

The billowing wind, mixed with countless dust and sand, like a tornado wind, wave after wave, overturning towards Zhou Shu.

In an instant, Zhou Shu was completely surrounded, unable to see things, and even his spiritual consciousness was hindered.

Zhou Shu, who had comprehended the sword intent, soon realized that this sword tactic definitely contained the sword intent in it! Moreover, she is a very proficient sword intent, far stronger than him. This female cultivator is just a sword intent, who is it?

Zhou Shu became more surprised and sad.

At this moment, he still can't use the broken jade sword intent. He hasn't fully recovered his spiritual power before, and facing the primordial spirit sometimes consumes all his spiritual power. How can he fight against such a sword art?

And he estimated that even if he could use the broken jade sword intent, he might not be able to completely block the sword.

Too bad.

Entrapped in the wind and sand of sword intent, Zhou Shu could only use the little remaining spiritual power to resist, but after a while, he was faltering.

The female cultivator suddenly received the sword, and the wind and sand suddenly stopped.

Escape from the dead, Zhou Shu stared at the female sister, not knowing what to say.

"What to look at, go to hell!"

There was a slight disdain on the female nun's face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly stretched out her leg, and with a snap, Zhou Shu was kicked directly and fell into the river with a plop.

"Sister, you?"

Zhou Shu came out with a blank face.

However, the sister didn't even look at him, she showed a little smug look, turned her head and disappeared.

Zhou Shu was speechless, and then swam back to the shore, with question marks in his head.

"what!"

Not far away, a female nun walked over, but when she saw him, she quickly screamed and covered her eyes, turned and ran.

Zhou Shu became more and more puzzled, "What's the matter, one by one, one by one, I am asking you to provoke you? Huh, what is she doing with her face?"

Zhou Shu looked at him with some suspicion, and suddenly froze.

After spending a few months under the waterfall, his clothes were basically all ripped apart, only a few rags tied around his waist, and a few storage bags hanging on them, all important places were exposed... …(To be continued.)