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

The snow-white sword energy was like a long river, submerging the two paths of cultivation in front of him.

The world here collapsed at this moment, and these two avenues were destroyed by Nan Shuangxue himself.

I saw the avenue turned into ashes and debris falling to the ground, like the Milky Way falling into the world. This scene was actually quite beautiful.

There was darkness ahead, and when Nan Shuangxue looked back at the way he came, it was also nothingness.

Nan Shuangxue smiled and said: "If there is no way, then use your sword to clear the way!"

She suddenly remembered the book she had been looking through in the family study. That book was compiled. She couldn't remember the specific article.

But there was one sentence that she still remembered freshly.

Come to me, Daofu, to go first.

This sentence couldn’t be more appropriate to reflect the present moment.

Isn't she, Nan Shuangxue, just paving the way?

The girl walked in a void, and her feet would cause ripples if they didn't touch the void.

Circles of ripples turned into white-gold steps.

With every step she takes, she blazes a trail.

"I didn't know that there is no perfect way for mankind..."

Nan Shuangxue walks on his own path with his sword.

"As long as I want to walk, where is the road?"

Step by step, the girl walked out of the golden and white road, the road she wanted to take.

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Han Yu put down his wine glass, squinted at [Dao Pavilion], and said with emotion:

"The master is really fierce, and the disciple is even more fierce."

Bai Muchun stood up slowly and looked east:

"Then I'll chop off your arm!"

The words just fell.

Bai Muchun disappeared.

At the same time, the entire Xiaoyao Sect fell into a state of time stagnation.

Both elders and disciples were stopped in place by an invisible force, and they still retained their previous postures.

These people are nothing more than suspended in their current time and space.

Ye Ming's voice came from heaven and earth, resounding throughout the Xiaoyao Sect.

"I have sealed the world, junior brother, just let me go and kill you."

The old man in the cloud seemed unaffected and continued to drink by himself.

Han Yu stroked his beard and said with a wicked smile:

"Hey, let's watch the show."

A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in the center of Xiaoyao Sect.

That person seemed to be in the center of heaven and earth.

Every move between heaven and earth can be seen in the eyes of the man.

Bai Muchun looked at the blue sky and said in a cold voice:

"If you dare to come, then I will be beheaded."

The index and middle fingers of Bai Muchun's right hand were pressed together, and tiny golden threads grew between the fingers.

He raised his right hand and stroked it lightly.

"Li Lou leads the sword."

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed.

Under this sword, time here actually began to regress! It's like the sea water pouring in, the waves are rough.

A figure fell towards the east in the void, and the figure seemed to be still dripping blood.

Wherever the blood drips, vegetation grows thickly and everything grows.

The ancients said: "When the saint is destroyed, all things will prosper."

This scene inevitably makes people speculate on the identity of the fleeing person.

"Want to escape?" Bai Muchun sneered, "You disturb my disciple's path, but you still want to be unscathed? Go ahead and dream of your dreams!"

Bai Muchun waved his sleeves, spread the five fingers of his right hand, and then formed a sword-holding posture with the five fingers.

He looked eastward and whispered:

"Senior brother, can you lend me the Holy Sword of Xiaoyao Sect?"

"certainly."

Buzz!

A loud sword cry was like the roar of a phoenix, echoing one after another within the Xiaoyao Sect.

Several mountains shattered suddenly, and large chunks of gravel flew high in the sky.

At this time, the space was distorted, and a vortex swallowed up all the rubble.

This vortex swallows everything like a black hole.

Ancient and mysterious runes floated out of the black hole.

A black light appeared quickly from it, approaching the man in white shirt high in the sky at high speed.

Bai Muchun kept his right hand empty and said calmly:

"Apotheosis."

Uh-huh!

He held a dark long sword that exuded a strange aura, and immediately pointed the sword towards the east.

"Tingfeng!"

I saw.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, tearing apart the sky.

The time in heaven and earth continues to flow countercurrently here.

After wielding this sword, Bai Muchun no longer looked to the east, but disappeared into the central area of ​​Xiaoyao Sect.

The moment after he left, the time flow rate of Xiaoyao Sect began to slowly return to normal.

The paused movements of the inner and outer disciples also took the next step.

At first glance, it seemed as if the earth-shattering battle just now had never happened.

On the cloud, the old man had finished drinking the pot of wine.

He shook the glass and smiled:

"Come on, come on! This sword is so beautiful!"

Bai Muchun came and sat down opposite the old man, glanced at [Dao Pavilion], and said to himself:

"Master will not be able to help you in the coming blessings from heaven and earth."

Don’t look at the blessings from heaven and earth, but know that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. No matter how great the blessing is, it all depends on whether you can take it and whether you can withstand future disasters.

If you can't bear it, you will enter reincarnation.

Don't expect others to help you either.

Because “it helps for a while, but not forever.”

Boom boom boom…

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and purple lightning surged wildly.

The sky above Dao Pavilion can no longer be called the sky, it should be called the sea of ​​thunder! The surging thunder is like the water of the sea, endless!

Bai Muchun watched this scene quietly, clenching the fists of his hands on his knees.

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Xianzhou in Central China, East Ruyatang.

A embarrassed figure crossed the sky.

If there were any cultivators in the Infinite Realm here, they would probably be able to see the miserable state of this figure; his right arm had been neatly cut off, without a trace of flesh and blood, and the man's Qi was in chaos, and his cultivation was also erratic. indefinite.

The realm changes wildly between the venerable and the semi-saint.

The man crashed into a temple.

"That's cruel!" Li Lou covered his right arm and screamed in pain, "If I had known this, I would have destroyed your path even if I risked my life!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Damn old guy, I shouldn't have agreed to you in the first place."

I don’t know who he is scolding.

At this time, the temple door was pushed open.

A man rushed over in a hurry, his face full of anxiety and worry.

"Sir, sir!"

Li Lou endured the pain, put on a relaxed look, and looked at the running boy:

"We went out and had a fight...it's okay."

It was said to be a fight, but in fact it was a one-sided beating.

The young man quickly used his spiritual power and came to Li Lou and said:

"Fight? Who could hurt sir like this?"

Li Lou sighed: "Who else could it be?"

The young man thought for a while: "It must be Senior Bai."

Li Lou nodded and said, "He is the only one in the world who can hurt me like this."

"Sir, is Senior Bai's cultivation level as high as yours?"

"No."

"Then why can I beat you?"

Li Lou said helplessly:

"Who calls him a sword cultivator? Do you know that the most unreasonable person in the world is a sword cultivator?"

The young man nodded and said, "By the way, why did Sir get into a fight with Senior Bai?"

Li Lou sighed:

"rule."

The young man looked at him doubtfully.

"One of the rules of the Middle-earth Immortal State clearly states that sword cultivators who build the foundation of the Ultimate Path are never allowed."

"Why?"

Li Lou hit the young man on the head and said with a smile:

"Mom, if we keep talking, your husband and I will no longer need to regenerate my right arm."

"From now on, just follow Mr. One-Hand!"

The young man stood up quickly and hurriedly crushed a wooden sign.

Li Lou looked at the cave he was knocked out of, looked at the sky outside, and murmured:

"The sword cultivators who build the foundation of Ji Dao are the most difficult to be bound by rules..."

"Sages set complicated rules, don't they give all the people in the world another kind of freedom?"

"The world is about to change..."