People Are In The World Of Cultivating Immortals, And Their Apprentices Are Cute

After settling down the unconscious Nan Shuangxue, Bai Muchun sat alone under the peach tree and meditated.

"Born Immortal Sword..." A long picture flashed across his eyes.

Under the sun, sword users are divided into two categories.

Sword Immortal and Sword Cultivator.

Those whose bodies give birth to immortal swords are sword immortals, while those who do not have their own immortal swords are sword cultivators.

There are only ten sword immortals in total in the Central-Earth Immortal Province.

These ten sword immortals are all well-known in the middle-earth swordsmanship list, but there was once a scholar who singled out ten swordsmen with his swordsmanship, overwhelming all the immortals, and became the supreme swordsman.

"There is no one before," Bai Muchun stared at the sky, "There is no one after. It seems that Shuangxue's sword road will not be easy in the future."

He looked at the sky and saw that it was already very late, so he cultivated himself on the spot.

The morning dawned and the sea of ​​clouds rolled.

Bai Muchun slowly opened his eyes, and a beautiful girl immediately appeared in his field of vision.

I saw Nan Shuangxue sitting obediently opposite, looking up at him.

"Master, the disciple woke up last night." Nan Shuangxue stared at him, "The disciple wanted to ask about the ancient sword in the body, but it can be seen that the master is practicing, so he had to wait on the spot."

Hearing this, Bai Muchun thought to himself, why don't you just wake me up... Why does this apprentice feel so stupid? What will happen if he is abducted in the future?

"Cheng Menlixue...it can't be more than this." Bai Muchun was ashamed, as if he remembered something, he quickly reached out and grabbed the right side, and a piece of dessert fell out of the space.

"No, I just broke through, I must be very hungry."

Nan Shuangxue was not polite either, she was really hungry. Her stomach had been protesting since last night.

One reason why she woke up so quickly was because she was hungry.

After getting up, she looked around for food, but she couldn't find a piece of food that could fill her stomach.

In the end, she wanted to call him Master, but as soon as she saw Master under the peach tree, she gave up the idea of ​​calling him.

Although being hungry all night was very painful, it was not completely torture. The girl looked at her master carefully all night, and her beauty was all she could see.

Qingming Peak has many restrictions, so there is no danger at all. Therefore, Bai Muchun basically didn't put up much defense on weekdays. After all, his senior brother was "lawless". If something really got into Qingming Peak, I am afraid that without him taking action, senior brother Ye Ming would crush the violator to death with one finger.

After Nan Shuangxue was full, she asked:

"Master, what is the sword in my disciple's body?"

"Born Immortal Sword."

"Destined Immortal Sword? Disciple doesn't know. I beg Master to clarify my doubts." Nan Shuangxue looked at it without blinking.

Bai Muchun talked eloquently: "Only a very few people can own the Immortal Sword, and those who own it will all become Sword Immortals later on.

There is no specific level for the natal swords, because their order is upgraded with the owner. You must know that all spiritual swords in the world cannot be upgraded. The level they were at when they were created will be that level. "

Nan Shuangxue raised her little hand and asked expectantly:

"Master, do you also have a natal immortal sword?"

Bai Muchun shook his head regretfully: "As a teacher, I don't have an immortal sword."

"Ah? Then why did the uncle say that the master's swordsmanship is very high and that he is the best with one sword?" Nan Shuangxue tilted her head, her black eyes filled with doubts.

“Even if a sword cultivator uses a sword for a long time, the degree of compatibility with the sword cultivator will not exceed 70%.

In addition to the realm of sword cultivators in the world, finding a sword that suits them well is the second most important thing.

The higher the degree of compatibility, the stronger the sword cultivator's killing power.

But those who possess the natal sword can very well avoid the problem of fit, because the natal sword is no different from human limbs and can be retracted and released freely.

So the fit is naturally very high. "

When Bai Muchun said this, he paused and said seriously:

“But if you rely too much on your natal sword, you won’t be able to get far.

Although I don’t have an immortal sword as my master, every sword I use as my master... is comparable to an immortal sword! "

He looked at the stunned Nan Shuangxue and raised the corners of his mouth:

"So, don't think that having a natal sword means you can take shortcuts in the way of swordsmanship."

"Nothing comes easy."

"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings." Nan Shuangxue said seriously.

Seeing the serious-looking girl, Bai Muchun couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, I just said it casually, can you summon the immortal sword now?"

Nan Shuangxue closed her eyes slightly and entered into meditation: "I'll try."

Buzz!

A loud sword cry spread.

An ancient sword with a snow-white blade, mysterious runes, and pure sword intent was suspended next to Nan Shuangxue.

The terrifying murderous intention suddenly emerged.

I saw the fairy sword twisting and stabbing.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Muchun's eyebrows!

"Master!" Nan Shuangxue was startled, and reached out to hold the fairy sword, but as soon as the five fingers of his right hand touched the hilt, the fierce sword energy instantly made the flesh and blood of his right hand blurred.

Bai Muchun squinted at the fairy sword and whispered a word containing Taoism:

"town."

Buzz…

The fairy sword was like a sparrow that had lost its wings and fell to the ground weightlessly.

The sword trembled slightly, but still couldn't break free.

Bai Muchun stopped looking at the fairy sword and pinched Nan Shuangxue's bloody right hand with his right hand.

She saw his majestic vitality flowing from the palm of her hand into hers.

Nan Shuangxue pursed her lips, and her right arm was shaking with pain. As time passed, she saw with her own eyes the shocking phenomenon of "flesh and bones".

Bai Muchun tapped her forehead and comforted:

"Don't be afraid, my teacher is here."

"Master, I'm sorry..." Nan Shuangxue lowered her head.

Bai Muchun touched her silky hair and whispered:

"It's not your fault."

The fairy sword was trembling when thrown, and the murderous intention was like a flood.

Bai Muchun looked at the strong-tempered fairy sword and sneered:

"You dare to hurt people even if you haven't formed it yet?"

The fairy sword vibrated even more violently.

"quiet!"

Another text containing Taoism was pressed on the fairy sword.

The fairy sword suddenly turned off, as if dead, and stopped moving.

Nan Shuangxue looked at the dead ancient sword and asked:

"Master, why doesn't Fairy Sword listen to me?"

Bai Muchun explained:

"Because you haven't been recognized by the Immortal Sword yet."

He seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and said slowly:

"Although the Immortal Sword does not recognize you, you are its master after all, and it is naturally concerned about your safety. Why did it attack my master? Naturally, it sensed that I was a great threat to you, so it killed me."

"Master, how can I make it recognize me?"

Bai Muchun raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and touched the fairy sword:

"It's simple, just conquer him."

A glimmer of light emerged from the tip of Bai Muchun's index finger, and wisps of faint Tao Yun and spiritual power instantly surrounded the two of them.

"Next, my master will take you to the inside of the Immortal Sword to meet the sword spirit."

"Then you just defeat it."

Nan Shuangxue nodded and said no more words.

Bai Muchun pressed down with his index finger.

A flash of white light lit up.

They both disappeared at the same time.