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

Thousands of feet of stairs go back and forth, spirally suspended in the clouds.

"Qingyun Ladder?" Bai Muchun looked at the colorful clouds around him, "Is this thing a test?"

Nan Shuangxue's eyes were shining and she looked around curiously:

"Master, Master, are we in the clouds?"

She had always wanted to be successful in practicing swordsmanship, and then one day travel across the sea of ​​clouds.

Today, although there is no Yujian Lingkong, it is not much different.

"yes."

The master and apprentice climbed up the stairs step by step.

There is a sense of sight, like ascending to the gate of heaven and ascending to immortality on the spot.

As he walked longer, Bai Muchun felt an obvious pressure.

But they were all blocked by him alone.

The disciples around him are not affected.

On the way up the ladder.

Bai Muchun asked from time to time:

"If this sword surrenders to you, what will you name it?"

Nan Shuangxue pondered for a long time before hesitatingly said:

"Shu Ying? How about it."

"It's based on [sparse shadows, slanting water, clear and shallow water], right?"

"Um."

Bai Muchun stopped, bent down, raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek, and said with a warm smile:

"As expected of my apprentice, he is really talented!"

Nan Shuangxue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her mind went blank.

He stood there blankly, his eyes only looking at the profile of that handsome young man.

Bai Muchun retracted his hand, glanced sideways, and said softly:

"Shuangxue, as my master, I can only accompany you so far. You will have to go up the next stairs alone."

"Disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"

Nan Shuangxue looked determined and walked towards the blue sky step by step on the steps.

The pressure increased little by little, and the girl's speed also slowed down.

When she was tired, she held her knees and turned to look at the way she came.

I saw a vague figure standing quietly in the distance. The girl could feel the sight. Even though the master could not accompany her, he was still silently supporting her behind her.

Nan Shuangxue suddenly wanted to run back, ran to Bai Muchun, jumped up, hugged him, and told him loudly:

"Master, I don't actually want the fairy sword that much."

A wisp of slender spring breeze ruffled the hair, and a cool and pleasant feeling spread throughout the limbs, instantly washing away the fatigue.

A warm voice sounded in my ears:

“Shuangxue, don’t look back.

go Go.

Only by holding the fairy sword can you resist and refuse things you don't like. "

Nan Shuangxue felt her nose was slightly sour and the corners of her eyes were a little hot.

It turns out that Master knows everything...

She suddenly realized that she shouldn't have hid the truth from her master, nor should she have hid the fact that she had run away from home.

Nan Shuangxue is full of strength and her back is straight. She looked at the long steps ahead, took a deep breath, and then bent over, showing the posture of a tiger fighting for food.

Uh-huh!

She ran wildly, resisting the pressure and moving at high speed, as fast as the wind!

Try to defeat the Immortal Sword as soon as possible and meet the Master again. With this idea in mind, Nan Shuangxue used all her strength to fly towards the depths of the sky.

Bai Muchun looked at Nan Shuangxue going away with a smile, and muttered something:

"Frost and snow, the fairy sword is famous for its sparse shadows and slanted shadows.

Climb the Qingyun Ladder just to enter the deep silence.

The fairy sword is a thing in the pond, and when it returns, the sword energy breaks through the void. "

Nan Shuangxue tried her best, and in the end she was almost holding on to the steps with her hands, climbing up bit by bit.

After walking up the Qingyun Staircase, the previous pressure on my soul suddenly disappeared.

Nan Shuangxue looked into the distance and looked around, only to realize that she was already in a palace at some point.

"Hello."

The sound echoed endlessly.

Nan Shuangxue lowered her eyebrows and thought to herself, it seems that this place is the location of the sword spirit of his natal immortal sword.

She strolled forward, stepping on smooth white porcelain, and walked deeper into the palace.

Wow!

There was a sound of water.

Hoo ho ho!

There was another gust of wind.

Nan Shuangxue shrank her neck involuntarily.

When you reach the end, there is a gate in front of you. She pushed open and walked inside.

The scenery that comes into view is a white and still world, with snow-white crystals falling from the sky.

In the snow, a plum tree stands alone.

The cold wind blew from behind.

Nan Shuangxue stared at the gathering of spiritual energy under the plum blossom tree. This group of spiritual energy condensed into a shape, and it took only a few seconds to form a little girl.

The girl was dressed in bright clothes and had moist black eyes.

The girl looked at Nan Shuangxue without blinking, and her expression became strange:

"You come to me now because you want me to recognize you, right?"

"Um."

Nan Shuangxue is gearing up and eager to try. Although I feel sorry for bullying such a child, since the master has said that if most natal swords want to be surrendered, the sword master must be stronger than the sword, and the sword depends on the sword master.

This is the saying in sword cultivation of "borrowing the sword to use the Tao".

If you borrow your natal sword to sharpen your career, you will become a swordsman.

The girl's eyes immediately changed, and she said angrily: "Turn your elbows outward! I am your natal sword, why do you do whatever that person says?"

When Nan Shuangxue heard this, it was okay. The Immortal Sword did not respect the master. As her master, wouldn't that make her a morally corrupt person?

"He is my master." She said calmly.

Immediately, he quickly stepped forward and activated his spiritual power on his palms.

She raised her hand and was about to hit.

"Hey, hey! If you have something to say, please say it!" The girl quickly stopped her.

Nan Shuangxue didn't listen to her yelling and waved her hand to take pictures.

The girl stared, furious. But the body honestly avoided it.

When the girl saw that she wanted to be beaten, she immediately ran away.

Nan Shuangxue followed closely, trying to catch the fairy sword spirit that looked like a little rabbit.

However, this kid is too difficult to catch. He runs really fast and moves flexibly. He is like a loach in a shallow pond. You can't catch it no matter how hard you try.

The older one and the younger one were running in the snow, like two children playing and having fun.

I don’t know how long.

The two gradually stopped.

They each leaned against the plum blossom tree and looked at each other breathlessly.

"Don't run away, fight with me." Nan Shuangxue pointed at the girl.

When the girl saw this, she couldn't help but get angry and put her hands on her hips angrily:

"Why don't you run away and get beaten?"

Nan Shuangxue had already rested, and now she was ready to teach the angry girl a lesson.

The girl had a panoramic view of this scene. Maybe she was tired, or maybe she was extremely angry, but in the end, the girl who had just run faster than a rabbit actually sat down straight.

He just looked up at her and pursed his lips.

This look is so aggrieved.

Nan Shuangxue was stunned for a moment, unable to understand the brain circuit of this sword spirit. She walked up to the sword spirit and raised her hand to take the picture.

The girl closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, the corners of her eyes were moist.

She said aggrievedly: "How can anyone in the world treat a fairy sword like this..."

One second, two seconds...

The girl opened her eyes in confusion, only to see a flickering light entering her eyes.

The girl's face was very close, her face was as bright as the name, and as white as snow.

Nan Shuangxue pinched the girl's little face, imitated the previous master's appearance, smiled and said:

"From now on, you will be called 'Shu Ying'. You are my natal sword, Nan Shuangxue, and I am also your master!"