Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Suidong was stuck. Not to mention now, except for its mouth, which was still strong, its immortal power had long been scattered and broken. Not to mention becoming a true immortal, even if a slightly stronger Qi-refining cultivator came now, it might not be able to successfully subdue him. Even a long time ago, when it was with the Immortal Lord Weng Zhen, when its immortal power was at its peak, it could not directly fight against a true immortal cultivator. After all, it was not an immortal weapon that was good at attacking.

Moreover, no matter how powerful a magical weapon is, it is essentially still a weapon. Even if it is a magical weapon that has been given spiritual consciousness, its ability still depends largely on the person who uses it.

After listening to Sui Dong's explanation, Sui An nodded calmly to show that he understood.

If Sui Dong had not been staying in her sea of ​​consciousness and knew that she was now consistent in her words and deeds, he would have thought that this guy was pretending to be calm again. But now her sea of ​​consciousness was calm. It was obvious that she was really calm about its statement about the knowledge of immortal weapons. She was so calm that Sui Dong almost thought that she already knew all this.

However, when Sui An was reading the sect's notes, it also took a few glances at it. There were some common sense questions in it, but it was not so profound. After all, even the most powerful cultivator of the Jinling Sect, Master Lan Jin, probably did not have a deep understanding of immortal weapons.

After a long while without hearing Sui Dong's answer, Sui An did not urge it, nor did he laugh at it. Instead, he explained the confusion to it, "Are you wondering why I know all this?"

Sui Dong nodded repeatedly in her sea of ​​consciousness, but Sui An had just opened up her spiritual consciousness yesterday and was still unfamiliar with its use, so she could not see the small sword covered with colorful light in her spiritual consciousness. The hilt of the sword had bent several times, but the emerald green bracelet on her wrist rolled a few times by itself.

Although Sui Dong's true form is the immortal weapon Jiuyao Feihong Sword derived from nature, as the name suggests, no matter how loud the name is, as long as there is a sword in the name, it should look like a sword. But according to Sui Dong himself, in interstellar space and time, due to the lack of spiritual energy and nourishment, it must find a carrier, and then found this advanced identifier. Later, in order to save Sui An, it used the spatial ability of the star beast. At that time, their location was a weak point in the boundary wall, so it used its last strength to open the space barrier between the interstellar and Yunchuan, and took Sui Dong out of the star beast's huge mouth, replaced her with a carrier, and took her directly to Yunchuan.

However, it fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion of strength. It did not wake up until Sui An successfully drew Qi into its body, opened up its sea of ​​consciousness, and spiritual energy appeared in its Dantian meridians. However, this identifier served as its carrier in interstellar space and time, and the two could not be separated for the time being. As for when it would appear in its true form, that is, the Nine-Light Flying Rainbow Sword, Sui Dong himself was not quite sure, and Sui An had even less idea.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you just guessing randomly?" Sui Dong's tone was filled with anticipation.

"It's more of a speculation than a guess, calculated based on the existing data." Sui An said calmly.

Sui Dong: ... "No wonder I heard you're not very likable!"

"Who doesn't like me? That Senior Sister Gu?" Sui An had just entered the sect for a day and a night. He had met many fellow disciples, but the number of people he knew was very limited. Without having to think about it, he could tell who was most likely to hate him.

"No, I don't know whether Gu Xiyue dislikes you or not. She didn't say it in front of me. What I'm talking about is that when I was on Wuxing, I was followed by seven Jingchen masters. I heard everything they said when they chatted with others."

When he heard it was about Wuxing, Sui An waved his hand and said, "That happened a long time ago. I don't care about it anymore."

Although he had only been here for a few days and had only regained consciousness for one day, perhaps the difference between the two worlds was too great, which even gave Sui An an illusion that the people and things in interstellar space and time were a long time ago.

"If I cared, I would be furious to death when I thought about how Cheng Yue tricked me at the last moment and nearly killed me in the belly of the star beast. Now I can't do anything to her because of the gap between time and space, a chasm that I will probably never be able to overcome in my lifetime with my abilities."

What Sui An didn't know was that after hearing her words, the little sword in his sea of ​​consciousness couldn't help but move a few steps, seeming a little hesitant, but after she said, "The Dao Hall should be just ahead," he relaxed and calmed down, saying to her, "Hurry up and go in. You're a freshman, so you can't be late. If you leave a bad impression on the teacher, you might get into trouble in the future."

Sui An was speechless and stopped talking to Sui Dong. She walked in with the emerald green cloth bag hanging around her waist, which contained all her belongings.

There weren't many people inside, only about twenty or so. She looked around and was about to walk to an empty seat in the front row to sit down. Although she wasn't sure if she could understand this class about cultivation or if she was interested, she had to have the right attitude on the first day.

"Are you following Junior Sister?"

Before Sui An reached his seat, he heard someone asking from behind.

Sui An looked back and saw a young man in a blue-gray Taoist robe looking at her with a smile.

Sui An knew that blue-gray was the standard Taoist robe for the second-level deacons of the Deacon Hall or the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Although Sui An could sense the surging spiritual energy of the male cultivator in front of her, she did not feel any overwhelming pressure, so he should not be a foundation-building cultivator.

Of course, Sui An wasn't so sure about this, but she didn't hesitate at all and bowed to the young man in front of her. "I'm Sui An. Brother, you're looking for me? What's your name?"

The young male cultivator also returned the greeting and said, "My name is Song Chunchi. Junior Sister, you can call me Senior Brother Song."

Sui An knew that his guess was correct. The person in front of him was not a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Otherwise, according to the established rules of the Jinling Sect, ordinary Qi Refining disciples would need to respectfully call the Foundation Establishment cultivator "Uncle Master".

"Brother Song knows me?" Was it another notification from the Golden Spirit Order? She remembered that the last member of Wutong Cottage should be named Rong Yuzhong.

Song Chunchi smiled and said, "Junior Brother Fan told me. He knew I would be attending the class today. I wonder if Junior Sister Sui would be willing to sit with me?"

"Junior Brother Fan?"

"Fan Tuo, he and Junior Sister Fan are siblings."

Sui An knew that Fan Qiongzhi's parents and younger brother were all in the Jinling Sect, but Fan's parents had gone out on a mission. Her younger brother was just ten years old this year. He had excellent aptitude and a single fire spiritual root. It was said that he had already become a disciple of the sect's third elder, Sansi Zhenren, and was the youngest disciple of Sansi Zhenren. He was now at the fourth level of Qi Refining and had begun to try to learn the art of alchemy and refining.

Although Song Chunchi did not say it explicitly, Sui An knew that Fan Tuo told him about his situation so that he would take care of him in school.