I became immortal in Tianzong Sword

"There is a fairy mountain on the shore of the East China Sea, which is called Luo Yun.

According to legend, there is a sect of cultivators in the mountains saying: Luoyun Fairyland.

There are four peaks and thirteen valleys on the mountain, and there are people with moral cultivation sitting in town everywhere, and it is very strange for ordinary people under the mountain..."

Jiang Sibai muttered angrily, but his face was full of fascination.

That's right, Luoyun Fairyland, where he can find the way of longevity, can he not yearn for it?

In the sixteenth year since he came to this world, what Jiang Sibai expects is probably the true fairy tales in this world.

Jiang Sibai sat on the bank of the Jishui River with his chin propped up, holding the fishing rod in the other hand and staring blankly at the river surface, not even noticing that the fish had bitten the hook.

"Young man, your fish has bitten the hook."

Suddenly there was a sound next to him, which made Jiang Sibai suddenly come to his senses, and then the simple fishing rod made of green bamboo in his hand shook slightly, and he saw the fishing line of the fine hemp rope spun three times in the water and followed His wrist flicked and tightened suddenly.

The next moment, the fat fish in the water was useless no matter how hard it struggled, it had already been pulled out of the water and landed on the bank.

Jiang Sibai didn't look at the jumping fat fish, but just looked at the people around him.

I saw that this man's hair was messy and sloppy, and he looked like an old farmer with a handsome head.

However, although the old man was dressed in sloppy clothes, he always gave off a sense of extraordinary bearing, and the texture of the clothes was completely different from that of ordinary farmers, which could be regarded as good fabrics.

The old man looked like a pet walker, holding a rope in his hand, and a very strong white fox was tied to the other end of the rope.

Huh? It's a bit like the Samoyed of the Three Idiots.

Jiang Sibai observed so much at once, and then politely asked, "Old man, where are you from, and why did you come to this wilderness?"

The old man said casually: "I am from the nearby village, and I came out for a walk with my baby Xiaobai."

Jiang Sibai was a little embarrassed at that time, because his nickname was 'Xiaobai', and he was often called 'Young Master Xiaobai'.

Jiang Sibai felt humiliated.

So he also said a little angrily: "There is only one Baiyi with 160 families living within 50 miles of this place, and I know each of these 160 families."

The old man looked at Jiang Sibai helplessly and said, "Just treat me as an old farmer passing by here on business."

That look seemed to be blaming him for why he had to reveal something?

Jiang Sibai shook his head, then ignored the guy who claimed to be an old farmer.

Instead, he picked up the fat fish and strung it up with a hemp rope, then put the saber on his waist and prepared to walk back.

The 'Old Nong' glanced at the sword on his waist and said nothing, the two of them had a brief conversation and then passed by, thinking it was just a chance meeting, and then said goodbye.

But sometimes things in this world are so delicate, when the 'old farmer' passed silently and continued to go downstream along the Jishui, a group of six big men suddenly appeared in the upper forest, which is the direction where the 'old farmer' came from.

They fixed their eyes fiercely on the 'old farmer', or in other words, on the white fox that was as strong as a calf.

"Hand over Linghu and you will be spared."

Among the six people, the leader stood with his sword in his arms, looking very proud.

This person should be a swordsman.

But in fact, these six people each hold a saber, so they are all swordsmen?

It's just that the leading swordsman can still speak nicely, but the other person next to him said frivolously: "What's the matter with this old man, brothers just kill him and take Linghu away. "

"This spirit fox is strong and healthy. Maybe it can withstand bloodletting for a month without dying. After taking it back, the young master will definitely reward me a lot."

The leading swordsman suddenly stretched out his sword-holding hand to stop his subordinates and said: "Punishment without teaching is wrong after all, you must always leave a line for others in everything."

"Old man, this is the only chance. If you hand over Linghu, you can go, otherwise you will have to expose your corpse to the wilderness."

Jiang Sibai was in a bad mood, suddenly seeing the six people in front of him showing off their power in front of him felt extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't care whether he was meddling in his own business or not, he just came to the 'Old Farmer', looked at the six people in front of him and said, "Are you all people who use swords?"

A swordsman immediately said coldly: "Of course, what are you doing?"

Jiang Sibai looked at them and said calmly: "Buying the strong and bullying the weak is not the way to hold a sword, you are in vain as a swordsman!"

When he blurted out like this, he only felt that the idea was quite clear.

And those six swordsmen immediately changed their faces when they heard the words.

In today's world, people value fame more than life and death.

For Jiang Sibai to say that, it is a great shame for these self-proclaimed swordsmen.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

All six drew their swords.

The leading swordsman looked at Jiang Sibai coldly and said, "Whoever you are, please draw your sword."

"Today, my brothers will behead you to prove the power of the sword in our hands!"

Jiang Sibai felt quite bored when he saw that the six people in front of him drew dark brass swords about 50 centimeters long.

He has been in this world for sixteen years, and he has gradually gotten used to the style of this world where if there is a disagreement, he will draw his sword and face each other, and life and death will be judged.

So he calmly drew his sword.

What he had in his hand was a broken sword!

"Haha, why is it a broken sword? How dare you speak so boldly in front of me and other brothers!"

That's right, Jiang Sibai's hand is a broken sword, but if you look carefully, even if it's just a broken sword, it's about the same length as the bronze short sword held by the six brothers.

The 'old farmer' looked a little strange when he saw this, but he was in a relaxed state about the current situation.

Jiang Sibai doesn't care about this old farmer either, he is now full of thoughts about venting his anger, after all, he has been working hard for ten years since he knew there were practitioners when he was six years old!

In ten years, he failed a total of four times.

During this period, no matter how open-minded he was, he was always holding back an evil fire.

Especially in this latest failure, he was really dissatisfied with being eliminated in such a way.

Finally, when the evil fire was vented, he rushed into the crowd holding the hundred-forged sword he personally forged and slashed fiercely.

The five 'little brothers' among those swordsmen immediately raised their swords and wanted to fight him.

It's just that Jiang Sibai looks like a handsome noble boy in white clothes, but in fact, which noble boy would wear this in late autumn?

His body is much stronger than it looks on the outside, and the skills he has accumulated over the years are beyond the imagination of these ordinary swordsmen.

Then he heard the sound of 'ding, ding, ding, ding, ding', and he actually cut off the bronze swords of five younger brothers out of the six swordsmen!

In the end, the leading swordsman's face changed greatly when he saw this, and he snorted coldly: "The strength of the weapon with one step, victory is not martial arts!"

Jiang Sibai's complexion changed at that moment, and the cold female voice seemed to sound in his ears again: "It's just a matter of money and silk to get a sharp weapon, this is not the way to hold a sword!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the broken sword in his hand suddenly 'disappeared', as if it had turned into a cloud of mist.

In fact, this is not missing, but the fact that the other party is unpredictable and unable to start.

The leader of the swordsman was sweating all over his body suddenly, and the moment the broken sword 'disappeared' before his eyes, he only felt the imminent pressure.

This was much more terrifying than Jiang Sibai's slashing and slashing with the broken sword just now, it made him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire for a moment, he just felt that life and death were out of his control from now on.

"hey-hey!"

The old farmer next to him gave a strange laugh. He recognized the subtlety of this sword technique, and couldn't help showing some movement.

But Jiang Sibai calmed down when he heard this strange laugh, and with a twist of his wrist, he flipped the swordsman's sword away, then turned to look at the old farmer with slight hesitation.

He said: "It's getting late, if the old man doesn't give up, why don't you come back to Baiyi with me and rest for a night before going on the road?"

The 'old farmer' smiled again when he heard the words, and he didn't make any gestures, but just led his big white fox, which was as strong as a calf, and walked unsteadily in the direction of Baiyi.

It seems to be agreed.

Jiang Sibai breathed a sigh of relief, he thought this was probably his last and best chance.

Hahaha, I finally came back after being on the trumpet for a while.