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

Bai Muchun went back to Xiaoyao Sect and borrowed his senior brother Ye Ming's special magic weapon, a bamboo hat.

This bamboo hat can just cover up his current cultivation level; due to the incomplete unity of heaven and man, his current cultivation level is extremely unstable. Without [human] suppression, his cultivation level will naturally reach the level of semi-saint. , and if he hadn't instinctively resisted the blessing of God's will, otherwise his cultivation at this moment would not be a semi-saint, but a pseudo-sage who occupies the sky, and his killing power is enough to kill monks of the same level.

The most intuitive way to understand the killing power of Sword Master Bai Muchun is from the few lines that [Daoxuan] once wrote on the Sword Questioning Platform.

The sword immortals who had been beaten by Bai Muchun all agreed with him. After reading the few lines written by Daoxuan, they all agreed, and no one refuted it.

And those few lines of words still make people think that this person is too pretentious!

“Under the same circumstances, I am invincible.

There is no one like him in the same situation.

In the same situation, one versus seven. "

Some sword cultivators passing through this place a hundred years later, every time they see these three lines of words, they can't help but wonder, is the sword master Bai Muchun too pretentious?

However, in fact, it is exactly what these three lines say.

The killing power of Bai Muchun's sword will not be lower than that of any sword immortal, and when he blesses the unity of heaven and man on his spiritual sword, his spiritual sword will have a special change, and this change will be The ten swordsmen all thought it was cheating.

Because this kind of sword is comparable to their natal immortal sword.

The reason why it is said to be comparable is because the natal sword is not easy to break, and Bai Muchun's spiritual sword blessed by the unity of heaven and man can destroy a spiritual sword with one use, so Bai Muchun rarely fights.

Because it's too damn expensive.

"Damn it, who taught you to use a sword like this!" Evil Sword Immortal once yelled.

Bai Muchun put on the bamboo hat that could hide his cultivation, arranged his clothes, and then used the transformation technique to transform into a scholar with swaying sleeves in the breeze, and carried a small satchel down the mountain.

At present, he can only walk. Once he uses Taoism or shows his cultivation, he will be noticed by the saints of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Law. By then, his senior brother's map cannon may be discovered, and it will be very difficult to play this game after that. It’s chess.

He knew exactly what senior brother Ye Ming was going to do.

The senior brother is very ambitious, and he feels that doing things for his husband is not enough.

Only for the whole world, he felt that it was enough.

Because there is great potential in doing nothing.

Ye Ming still has not forgotten his teacher's teachings.

Nowadays, the world is divided into four parts.

Immortals, demons, humans and gods.

There are four realms in total.

Although these four realms have always been calm, there have been no major ups and downs.

But it is not difficult for a smart person to feel it.

This is simply the calm before the storm.

Ye Ming wants to pull the chessboard, make the world his chessboard, make these four realms his chessboard, and make hundreds of saints his chess pieces.

He wants to play chess to create a unified world.

After leaving Xiaoyao Sect, Bai Muchun looked at the map in his hand and glanced at the vast mountains and rivers. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile:

"Then travel the world again!"

With the intention of traveling around mountains and rivers, Bai Muchun felt as if he had returned to the past.

It's just that there is more to him now than he was in the past.

too much.......

Strength, extremely powerful strength, strength that no one dares to provoke easily!

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The blessed land of peach blossoms, Xi'an Village.

Five days after Nan Shuangxue and his party entered the town, they found that every citizen in the town was wrapped with a faint white silk thread. It seemed that only the foundation-building monks could detect any clues about this silk thread. Ye Ming deduced from this that behind the scenes The people's cultivation is at the highest level of the Condensing Core Realm, because the techniques are too inferior, and they are not like the methods of the Golden Core Realm monks, because they are too rubbish.

Ye Ming couldn't help but cover his eyes when he saw it, because such spells were really eye-catching for him, who was at the pinnacle of the Dharma.

Help, this is even worse than killing him!

Without the slightest surprise, under Ye Ming's intentional or unintentional prompting, Nan Shuangxue and Xie Nannan directly captured the person behind the scenes.

In a courtyard.

The tied up skinny boy grinned and looked at the three people in front of him.

Ye Ming held his chin, looked at the boy, and said with some understanding: "No wonder the magic method is so poor. It turns out that he is a swordsman, and he is also a Qi practitioner who uses crooked ways."

Nan Shuangxue and Xie Nannan looked at the boy who was like a trapped beast with different eyes. The former's eyes were cold, as if he would kill you with a sword if he disagreed, while the latter's eyes were pure and blank.

Ye Ming came to the boy, narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out his hand and touched the acupuncture points on the boy's upper body. After a long while, he said to himself:

"I see, that's it, he's a boy with an innate sword body."

The boy seemed very dissatisfied and shouted:

"You sanctimonious hypocrites! Let me go!"

Xie Nannan came forward to show her kindness. She put on a gentle smile and opened her mouth to say something.

But he was scolded back by the boy's vulgar words.

Ye Ming didn't know what it meant specifically, but it sounded pretty ugly anyway.

Ye Ming waved his hand, indicating to Xie Nannan that there was no need to do anything more. Then he lowered his eyes, his black eyes were dyed with a light gray, revealing an indescribable coldness, and said:

"Child, you answer what I say, do you understand?"

He even stretched out his hand to make a shushing gesture.

When the boy met Ye Ming's eyes, he was instantly shocked. His face was filled with fear, as if the person in front of him was not a person, but a wild beast, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"What is your name, as well as your age and cultivation level."

The boy seemed to be hypnotized, his eyes were dull, and he answered numbly:

"My name is Baili Tusu. I am now 12 years old and in the middle of Qi training."

Ye Ming continued to ask:

"Why did you attack the innocent people in this small town?"

"Because I want to save them."

"Save them?"

"I grew up eating hundreds of meals, and the people in the town were very kind to me... I want to save them." The boy's eyes regained a trace of clarity, as if reflecting back on the past, filled with emotions, "I have been around since I was a child. I have a special ability to predict things related to myself. Every night when I fall asleep, I will enter a dream that has not yet happened in reality.”

Strong fear appeared on the boy's face, and his whole body trembled:

"I dreamed that soon, the blue sky would fall, the earth would crack, and the world would burn...

I will die on a rainy day. I don’t want to die, and I don’t want them to die either. "

The boy slowly raised his head, stared straight at Ye Ming, and said:

"None of us want to die."

"Since you want to save them, why do you want to harm them?"

Ye Ming raised his eyebrows and pointed out the white silk threads that the boy arranged on the people's bodies. This kind of thing is like a parasite, they will not die until the host dies.

The boy shook his head vigorously:

"No, I didn't want to harm them, I wanted to save them!

The white silk thread is something that can protect them. When people are in danger, it can turn into a cocoon to protect them! "