The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Xuan Yuan carelessly stroked the small and exquisite head of the white bird. His index finger with distinct joints gently kneaded the soft and dense hair on the side cheeks of the white bird. His movements were a bit casual, and it was obvious that he did not attach much importance to this auspicious white bird.

His careless and casual attitude made the bystanders around him feel a toothache, and they wanted to pounce on it and replace it. This is the white bird, the legendary white bird! If they were valued and approached by the white bird, they would have to worship it.

No matter how envious and jealous the monks on the deck were of Xuan Yuan, the white bird just stood beside Xuan Yuan, following him closely, and never left. It folded its wings covered with white feathers, raised its neck and made a light and pleasant cry, and rubbed against Xuan Yuan very intimately, as if it would not leave Xuan Yuan.

While Xuan Yuan was thinking about the reason why the white bird flew to his side, the helmsman of the spirit ship also noticed the magical scene on the deck. The white bird is a legend in the world of cultivation. Most cultivators have basically heard of various strange stories about it. Moreover, at this time, the entire deck, the entire spirit ship, and even the cultivators on the spirit boats and large ships adjacent to the spirit ship on the wide water surface of the Li River have noticed this matter. In the bustling and noisy crowd, it is impossible for him not to notice it.

When he came out of the cockpit on the spirit ship to the deck to check the things that caused everyone to watch and discuss, he immediately recognized Xuan Yuan standing next to the white bird.

The helmsman of this ship is one of the outer disciples developed by Tianxing Palace. He is responsible for driving the spirit ship to travel north and south on the Li River. On the one hand, he drives the spirit ship to carry the monks on the Li River and earn spirit stones by the way. On the other hand, he also explores the news of all parties on this continent for Tianxing Sect, opens up the connection between the north and the south, and develops the power of Tianxing Palace outside the mountain gate, so as not to let Tianxing Palace be isolated from the news on the continent, so that the sect will become blind and deaf and know nothing about what happened on the continent.

As an outer disciple, and a disciple who has just been recuperating in Tianxing Palace for a period of time, he still has some understanding of Xie Xingge, the senior Danfeng who has just been promoted to the Jindan stage. After all, he has just been promoted to the Jindan stage recently, and he is so young, so he naturally attracts attention.

"Uncle Xie has actually been favored by Baixie Bird. This matter is very serious and must be reported to the sect immediately." The outer disciple of Tianxing Palace made up his mind and said decisively.

He was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Although his cultivation was not high, he relied on the restrictions on this spirit ship, and with the support of Tianxing Palace, even Jindan cultivators did not dare to provoke him. As for Yuanying cultivators, it was impossible for them to travel between the north and south of the continent by means of transportation such as spirit ships, so his cultivation was enough to become a disciple like a prince, commanding such a huge spirit ship.

Being able to command one side shows that his status in the sect is not low, at least he is very trusted among the outer disciples and is a useful disciple. Therefore, he has the permission to send emergency messages to the sect. This was originally prepared for him to send emergency messages back to the sect to let the sect know when he encountered something important while traveling on the Li River to connect the north and the south, so as to prevent the sect from lagging behind in news.

But at this time, he decided to use this ability to report to the sect that the white bird appeared on the Li River and landed beside Xie Xingge, which was enough to show his importance to this matter.

The legend of the white bird has been around for thousands of years in the world of cultivation, and has long been deified. The reappearance of the white bird this time is really surprising and delightful, especially since the cultivator he favors is a disciple of their Tianxing Palace. If the legend is true, can their Tianxing Palace take advantage of Uncle Xie's fortune to reach a higher level?

Although Tianxing Palace is one of the major sects of the righteous path, it is only in a state of being neither up nor down. It is not as good as the most powerful ones, but also stronger than the slightly weaker ones. This awkward situation has lasted for many years.

Tianxing Palace has a very complex heritage, and there are many forces in the sect. No mountain can lead the entire sect, making the forces in the Tianxing Sect very scattered and difficult to condense into a force. Moreover, because of the problem of complex heritage, their sect takes a complex path, and is ultimately not as good as those sects that take a dedicated path.

Although they have a wide range of means, they are slightly inferior in top combat power. Therefore, Tianxing Sect has never been able to achieve a higher status in the righteous path, but now he seems to have seen the dawn.

No matter how excited this outer disciple of Tianxing Palace was, Xuanyuan was actually thinking about the reason why this white bird appeared inexplicably and flew to him so obediently while caressing the feathers of the white bird. He had been deducing the secrets of heaven and trying to figure out the real reason.

After deducing for a while, he found that the arrival of this white bird was not really pushed by the way of heaven, or that the way of heaven did not want to send this white bird to him at all.

This white bird is indeed a real auspicious sign. Xuanyuan found that the legend of this cultivation world is not without reason. There is a legend about the white bird. The reason why there is a strange story that getting it can ascend is mainly because this white bird can really help the cultivators to practice faster.

This white bird has clear and clean spiritual energy all over its body, and it exudes a peaceful and calm voice from the inside out. Staying beside this white avocet, I feel my heart is calm, clear and peaceful, without any mental demons or demonic obstacles.

Obviously, the white beetle is a magical spiritual bird that was born to help monks practice quickly and advance continuously. It is normal for such a divine object to be called auspicious. No wonder there are rumors that after being recognized as the master of the white beetle, the monks' cultivation speed has increased by thousands of miles, and it is easy to ascend.

With the help of the white beetle, you will not encounter any setbacks during your practice, let alone get lost. It can be said that before the help of the white beetle, the path of cultivation was a winding and rugged mountain road, which could overturn at any time and fall from the steep mountain.

With the help of the white beetle, the road of cultivation has become a smooth and smooth road, and the speed of walking is naturally different.

After deducing, Xuan Yuan discovered that the reason why this white beetle appeared and landed next to him was because he sensed the huge amount of luck that he had captured from Tiandao stored in him.

White beetles are magical and special spiritual birds that feed on luck. They can sense people with strong luck and have been chasing these powerful beings throughout their lives. If there is no such lucky person in an era, it will choose to sleep and wait for the next child of destiny to appear.

That's right, there has been only one white beetle in this cultivation world from beginning to end, and this only white beetle in the world is extremely rare and extremely rare. All the legends related to the white beetle for thousands of years are actually It's this one. It has an endless lifespan and feeds on luck. It is one of the greatest treasures in this world of cultivation——

Xuan Yuan was a little puzzled and confused about this. If this white beetle was so mysterious, then why should the main god's request be for this white beetle? Is the fruit at the top of Tianqing Mountain really so mysterious and rare that it worries the Lord God so much that he even issues a special mission?

No matter what Xuan Yuan was thinking, after the white beetle nuzzled his hand for a long time, it finally couldn't help but let out an anxious call. The clear and sweet voice was mixed with an anxious sharp sound. , it was as pitiful as crying blood, and the monks around looked at it with pity in their eyes, and blamed Xuan Yuan for being too cold-blooded towards it.

Xuan Yuan:…………

If these monks knew that this white beetle feeds on luck, they would definitely not be so eager for it anymore. Although luck is useless to Xuanyuan, for many low-level monks, luck is their luck. If they are unlucky and encounter some dangerous things, they can easily lose their lives.

The chirping of this white beetle was really too sad, and it looked miserable as if it hadn't had a full meal in an unknown amount of time. His luck was extracted from the group of plundered luck.

This strand of luck, as thin as a hair, lingered on the fingertips. Although it was invisible and colorless, it was immediately noticed by the white beetle. It immediately raised its head, opening a pair of light-colored eyes like a glazed lake. He stared at Xuan Yuan, tilted his head and chirped twice in a thin and clear voice, like a coquettish girl, with deep longing.

Xuan Yuan actually thought well. This white beetle had indeed been hungry for a long time. Because no one with luck had appeared, it had been sleeping until Lin Shengyang and others appeared recently to wake it up.

However, before the white beetle, which had just woken up, could find Lin Shengyang and other sons of destiny who were blessed with luck, Lin Shengyang and others were all killed overnight by Xuan Yuan's hands, and their luck also escaped. Out, it is no longer the person it thinks can provide it with delicious food.

As a result, the white beetle, awakened by the huge fortune but unable to find any food at all, was so hungry that its eyes turned green, and it was almost starving and randomly selected someone to eat his fortune——

Fortunately, the white beetle is naturally kind, and it still has enough bottom line not to do things like deliberately hurting people. Most people can't afford the expense of feeding the white beetles with luck all the time.

After making a few crisp chirps, the white beak nuzzled Xuan Yuan's index finger and pecked gently with its red beak. It actually pecked the colorless and invisible luck into its beak and swallowed it. It actually really They feed on this silent and invisible luck.

Xuanyuan, who was originally just planning to experiment, narrowed his eyes and glanced thoughtfully at the white beetle, with some thoughts in his eyes.

At this moment, the helmsman of the spiritual ship he was riding on finally squeezed into the crowd with difficulty and said to Xuan Yuan: "Uncle Xie, please come with me. You can't stay here for a long time."