The road is right under your feet

"Oh." Xujie turned his back and drew circles, mumbling, "You won't understand anyway."

White Star: "......"

Is he being disliked?

"Heh." Bai Xing sneered, and secretly used his strength to roll the man and the monument back into the Qiankun Ring from the virtual world, where they were confined for ten days to half a month.

The panicked voice of the virtual world sounded in Bai Xing's mind, and kept saying no and don't dare.

Bai Xing raised the corner of his mouth, "Just stay inside, don't go to my sea of consciousness and look at those messy things with Qiqi, it will easily lower your intelligence."

I don't know what the other party said, Bai Xing replied: "Qi Qi can't do it, so you can't do it either?"

The other side immediately stopped attacking.

Perhaps because they had swallowed the cold air here, they no longer posed a threat to Bai Xing. Bai Xing caught a piece of fallen frost, which was as light as a feather and had a suitable temperature.

"Ok?"

The frost was like a mirror, reflecting Bai Xing's current appearance, with white hair and fur.

Not only the eyelashes, but even the eyebrows are as white as snow.

Shirahoshi almost dropped the frost in his hand.

The previous experience of gray hair was really impressive. Turning hair gray overnight means the countdown to death.

Bai Xing had a blank expression on his face. He clenched his hands and the ice in his hands turned directly into a pool of water, sliding down Bai Xing's palms to the ground.

Then he sat down cross-legged and examined his body from inside to outside.

An hour passed and everything was normal.

Two hours passed and everything was normal.

Three...four...three days passed and everything was normal.

Bai Xing stopped, confusion evident on his face, "What on earth is going on? There's nothing wrong with my body, and my mentality is fine, so why would my hair turn gray?"

Bai Xing thought about it over and over but couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter to me. Let him be. He is just white-haired."

Bai Xing picked up another piece of ice crystal and looked at the white-haired man carefully.

"Don't mention it, it's pretty good."

At this time, there was a noise on the ground.

It was Su Shixuan. Bai Xing looked over and the thing in his hand flew away with the wind at the same time.

Su Shixuan sat up in a trance, and just sat there with his eyes blank.

Bai Xing released his spiritual sense and after confirming that he was fine, he did not disturb him and waited for him to recover.

After a while, Ning Chengfeng also woke up and did the same thing.

At this time, Su Shixuan had already woken up. Seeing Ning Chengfeng with a dazed expression, he inexplicably felt that he looked familiar.

He looked away for a moment, and when he saw Bai Xing, he was obviously stunned for a moment. He stood up nervously and asked, "Sir, what happened? Why...?"

Bai Xing shook his head, "No problem."

Su Shixuan asked for a while longer, and only breathed a sigh of relief after learning that Bai Xing was really fine.

Bai Xing looked at Ning Chengfeng, who was still in a daze, with interest. This made him curious about what the two of them had experienced.

Su Shixuan seemed to see what Bai Xing was thinking. Without waiting for Bai Xing to ask any questions, he spontaneously told Bai Xing about his experience.

Bai Xing suddenly realized that this was a test for him to recognize his master.

If you make mistakes, you will recognize your master; if you don’t, you will die.

So cruel, yet reasonable.

During this time, Su Shixuan took out something and handed it to Bai Xing.

Shirahoshi fell into deep thought as he looked at the grass in front of him. The shape of the grass was almost identical to the long-leaf grass that had climbed up his thighs before.

The grass seemed to be a little afraid of Bai Xing, and it shrank its head. Finally, it jumped back like a snake and hid behind Su Shixuan's neck, with only the tip of the grass sticking out.

Su Shixuan looked embarrassed, touched the tip of its grass, and explained to Bai Xing: "Sorry, sir, it's a little shy."

The corner of Bai Xing's mouth twitched, "Why do I feel like it's just simply afraid of me."

Su Shixuan's face turned slightly red as he quickly put the thing back, looking quite flustered, and finally wrapped it around his waist.

The tip of the grass moved several times, looked back frequently, and finally hid behind the waist.

Bai Xing was amused, which eased some of the embarrassment. He shook his head and said, "Since I recognize you as my master, I should treat you well."

"You are right, sir. It is very spiritual and lively. This is my first spiritual thing."

Bai Xing smiled and nodded, "That's great, is it famous?"

"My name is Mingji."

"A good name means a good plant."

The smile on Su Shixuan's face paused, and he looked a little puzzled, "Sir, what kind of grass?"

Bai Xing hesitated and asked uncertainly: "This grass around your waist?"

Su Shixuan took a long time to react, and suddenly he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sir, Mingji is not a plant, it is a sword."

Bai Xing's expression froze for a moment, "Sword?"

It was over. He actually mistook a sword for a grass. There was something wrong with his body.

Su Shixuan explained: "Sir, Mingji is a soft sword."

Then, he pulled out the grass wrapped around his waist and insisted on putting the thing in front of Bai Xing so that he could see it.

Bai Xing blinked and saw a blade of grass. Was there really something wrong with his eyes?!

His expression remained unchanged. "Good sword."

"Pfft."

A laugh came out of nowhere. Bai Xing's face became serious. He immediately released his spiritual sense to take a look, but there was nothing unusual.

The confusion on Bai Xing's face deepened. Could it be that there was something wrong with his hearing?

The grass was hit by Su Shixuan without any warning, and another wailing sound was heard.

Now Bai Xing was finally sure that it was the grass that made the sound.

"Everything we see is an illusion. The grass on the ground is actually a sword."

Ning Chengfeng stood up. No one knew when he came back to his senses or how much he had heard. Nothing could be seen from his expressionless face.

He was holding a long-leaf grass in his hand, just like holding a sword.

"They are looking for a compatible owner."

Shirahoshi: “???”

Did he miss out on a rare and excellent sword?

That long-leaf herb should be his, damn virtual world.

It wasn't long before White Star stopped its actions. The matter had come to this point and was a foregone conclusion.

Bai Xing sighed, "Since you two have found the good sword, do you have any way to get out?"

The two of them fell silent and lowered their heads slightly.

Bai Xing smiled and said, "You can say it anyway."

Su Shixuan said: "Sir, if you want to leave this place, you need to get the approval of a sword before you can go out."

A flock of crows flew over Bai Xing's head, with their fists clenched, as if they wanted to drag Xu Jie out and give him a beating.

"This is the sword tomb of Jianshan." Ning Chengfeng continued.

"You still have a chance. This place will be closed in half a month. If you cannot gain the recognition of any sword before then, you will stay here forever."

Shirahoshi's expression softened.

Ning Chengfeng added: "They haven't been opened and bleed for a long time. They are very lonely."

The sentence was short but very intimidating. Bai Xing laughed dryly and stood up. "In this case, I need to find a sword as soon as possible."

"It's getting late. Since you have completed your mission, you should leave early. Time waits for no one, and opportunities are even harder to come by."

Ning Chengfeng was unmoved, "Sister-in-law is right, but your life is obviously more important."

"All I lost was time. If you fail, you'll lose your life. I'll just follow you all the time so that I can get away with it."

White Star: "......"

You damn kid, why is he so naughty?

"If we really fight, you are not my opponent."

The implication is... leave quickly!

Ning Chengfeng pretended not to hear it. He held the plant in his arms and leaned against the trunk with his arms folded.

"Hehe." Bai Xing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and veins on his forehead bulged.

His brain must have been kicked by a donkey. Why did he agree to it in the first place?

Su Shixuan stood behind Bai Xing without saying a word. The two adults were arguing, and he had no right to speak. In the end, it might even bring unnecessary trouble to the young master.

Silence is gold.

Su Shixuan unconsciously understood the true meaning of it.

Bai Xing looked around. The jungle was dense and the weeds on the ground were so thick that he couldn't walk.

If it is true as Ning Chengfeng said, that the grass on the ground is a sword, then...

Bai Xing's eyes suddenly lit up with a bright red light and glanced at the grass in Ning Chengfeng's arms.

What came into view was no longer grass, but a real sword. The blade was dull and had several scratches on it, and the tassel was tattered. It was obviously a piece of scrap copper and iron that was about to be scrapped.

Bai Xing moved his gaze to Su Shixuan's waist, where there was a piece of software wrapped around it. It looked no different from a belt, silver-blue in color and a little dusty.

Compared to Ning Chengfeng's, Su Shixuan's was obviously in much better condition.

Bai Xing then turned his gaze forward, but after just one glance, he paused, somewhat unable to believe his eyes.