Martial Cultivator

Outside the bamboo building, the snow kept falling. In this cold season, a gust of cold wind was enough to make people want to tighten their clothes and shrink their necks.

In the bamboo building, Chen Chao, who was pulled in from the door by Xie Nandu, felt very warm.

Cultivators are immune to cold and heat, which does not mean that they cannot feel cold or heat, but that cold and heat have no effect on the cultivators themselves.

But there are really many heaters in this room. Xie Nandu comes from the Bailu Xie family, a real big family. Such a big family has always been very particular about these things. Under the influence of her since childhood, even though she is now a real female sword fairy, these habits are still preserved.

Not to mention that she often practices calligraphy by the window in her spare time. There are definitely sword cultivators in the world who have higher sword skills than her, but there are definitely no ones who write better than her or read more books than her.

Xie Nandu's room in the bamboo building has always been simple. Apart from a wooden table by the window and an armchair behind the wooden table, there is only a boudoir bed in the room.

Chen Chao leaned on Xie Nandu's shoulder with his head down, greedily inhaling the body fragrance emanating from Xie Nandu. The body fragrance of women is actually the most peculiar, better than all the cosmetics in the world. Although he doesn't know how others feel about the woman he likes, for Chen Chao, every time he smells the body fragrance of Xie Nandu, he feels an inexplicable peace of mind.

The woman couldn't speak at this moment, but her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

Chen Chao could clearly feel that Xie Nandu was burning hot at this moment.

With a snap, a book seemed to fall to the ground by the window.

"Ah..."

The heavy snow outside stopped, and a heavy rain suddenly came.

The heavy rain was accompanied by a strong wind, blowing down the old books by the bed.

Fighting on the battlefield is about seeking the greatest military merit with the least effort and the least cost, but some battlefields are not like this. What is sought is to persist for a longer time. After all, sometimes, it is meaningful to hold on to the end.

It was unknown how long the heavy rain lasted before it gradually subsided.

The raindrops fell on the green bamboo of the bamboo building, making some crisp sounds.

The wind and rain have passed.

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The two looked at each other, and the young warrior smiled and asked: "Does the sage book say what to do?"

Xie Nandu's cheeks flushed, and at this moment he dared not look directly at the man in front of him, and finally could only turn his head away.

"Tsk tsk, is this still the female general who commanded thousands of troops and was calm and composed?"

Chen Chao kept teasing, and he really had the spirit of the world's number one warrior.

Perhaps she was a little angry because of the teasing. The woman suddenly turned her head. Her eyes, which were originally clear as water, were already misty at this moment. "I heard that a martial artist should practice his mouth before practicing boxing?"

"Hmm?"

"I have practiced for many years, and have been in the wind and rain. I have been between life and death many times. Do you know why I am the only one who won?"

"Say?"

"That's because, every time I was between life and death, I didn't forget to live, and didn't seek death. I always believed that I was the only one who won in the end."

"It sounds reasonable, but don't you have someone you are afraid of?"

"Who?"

Chen Chao glanced at the woman in confusion.

"Don't talk big. When you really fight with others, you will be defeated in just a moment."

Xie Nandu was a little provocative, and for no reason he remembered a slang he had seen in a book when he was young.

There are only tired cows in the world, but there are no plowed fields.

"Okay, okay, today I will show you what it means to stand firm, what it means to be full of energy, and what it means to...ah...sneak attack, right?!"

The young warrior was so angry that he waved his hand and blew down the bed curtain.

There is a saying that warriors in the world are getting stronger with age in the realm of martial arts. What's more, the young warrior in front of him is at the peak of his blood and energy. In terms of blood and energy, no cultivator in the world can match him.

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Chen Chao felt something in his heart and suddenly entered a mysterious realm of cultivation.

There has always been a so-called sudden enlightenment among cultivators in the world. Yu Xiyi had it overseas before. As one of the few warriors in the world, Chen Chao was gifted and would also have such a feeling.

He seemed to have returned to the night of Tianqing County. He sat on the shabby chair under the eaves and looked around.

A night rain came suddenly, and the raindrops hit the green tiles, like playing a quiet, like a spring breeze passing by, only gentle.

Chen Chao felt a sense of comfort that he had not felt for a long time. He had been running around and killing countless people in these years, but he had not felt this way for a long time. This feeling only came when he returned to this small courtyard and sat on a chair after killing the monster in Tianqing County.

The spring rain was fine and dripping on the green tiles of the small courtyard.

After a while, the rain became heavier, and the sound of hitting the green tiles was much louder.

It had become a sudden rain.

Under the eaves of Chen Chao's small courtyard, there was a wind chime hanging. At this moment, in this sudden rain, the wind chime kept shaking.

The crisp sound was also continuous.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of the wind chime gradually slowed down, as if this sudden rain had passed.

"Can you say that there is no one in the martial arts world?"

A female voice with a hint of contempt was in Chen Chao's heart. Chen Chao knew that this was the inner demon on the road of cultivation, and now it was to disturb his state of mind so that his enlightenment would fail.

It's just that this young martial artist has always been known for his simplicity and directness. Even if he encounters inner demons, he will not give in. Instead, he will activate his qi machine and let his boiling qi machine run non-stop in his meridians.

He is a martial artist in Fuyun realm, and his every move can already affect the world.

So the rain came again.

Chen Chao jumped up, entered the rain curtain, and swept out of the county town directly, heading to the dilapidated mountain temple where he had met Xie Nandu. When he went up the mountain, there was a mountain road that was not bad at first.

But the heavy rain at this moment turned the mountain trails that were originally overgrown with weeds into mud.

Chen Chaoshen walked on the field path with one foot shallow and the other foot. The soles of his feet brought up mud, and mud spots fell everywhere.

On the top of the mountain, a dilapidated mountain temple still stands.

This former imperial temple has gone through ups and downs for who knows how many years.

Chen Chao walked into the dilapidated mountain temple and lit a fire.

After feeling the warmth, he let out a comfortable sigh.

After walking so far, Chen Chao, who was already a little weak, let out a long sigh of relief.

For no reason, Chen Chao thought of the dry smoke that the old man in the countryside lit while taking a short rest in the fields. At this moment, he also wanted to sit in the fields and have a good meal.

Chen Chao, who had just had an epiphany, was so hot that he was sweating profusely. He simply took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. Before he spoke, a small hand behind him was stroking the criss-crossed scars behind him.

Every time you touch a scar, it seems like a small insect is crawling across it, giving people a tingling feeling.

Along the way, I suffered so many injuries that I can no longer count them all.

Xie Nandu hugged the man in front of him from behind and pressed against his back, silently.

This made the young warrior who sheathed his sword become murderous again.

Behind him, Xie Nandu leaned his sweaty little head on the young martial artist's shoulder and said softly: "I went up the mountain and killed countless people. Finally, when I came to the top of the mountain, just say, we'll stop here for now?"

Chen Chao frowned, "Are you still ignorant of the heights of the world?"

The woman said quietly: "I always feel that someone's mouth is tougher than a knife."

After hearing this, the young martial artist turned around with anger and gritted his teeth, "I will fight you today!"

Some women are always like flowers.

It really looks like a white pear flower.

I feel pity for you.

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then.

It was stormy.