Cultivation with my ex

At the end of the year, the northern border of Xuanyuan Kingdom is at the time when the snow is tormenting the wind.

Bitter cold wind and overwhelming snow kill all vitality in winter.However, in a small town in the north, there are many people coming and going.

The houses in the town are row upon row, distributed in the shape of an eight-diagram diagram, and the areas are clearly separated from each other.

The center of the circle where the streets meet is a thatched hut that is incompatible with the green brick and green tile houses of the town, and a two-meter-high stone tablet stands inside it.

There are many restaurants and teahouses around, and they are facing thatched sheds. Even if there is a thick layer of snow in front of the door, it does not dampen the guests' interest in drinking and drinking tea.

Inside the teahouse, in the corner.

Su Xiangui sat alone at a table, quietly eating peanuts.

Xiaoer made a pot of hot tea and brought it to the table, then he heard the guests at the next table ask: "How many days have you been?"

This sounded very inexplicable, but it attracted everyone in the teahouse to listen.

"Ten days." Xiao Er replied with a smile.

Many eyes looked towards the thatched hut, tacit understanding as if waiting for his wife to give birth outside the delivery room, with a leisurely and undisciplined attitude, occasionally asking about the situation in the delivery room, and after getting the answer, he gave birth to a husband who was looking forward to it.

"On the tenth day, the last batch of people who broke into the academy were thrown out around this time, right?"

"Hey, something happened!"

As soon as the words were finished, more than a dozen figures suddenly flew out of the thatched shed in the center of the circle, or rather, the stone tablet, and fell in disorder in the snow, motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Su Xiangui thought, at this moment, someone should say "I'm born" to set off the atmosphere at this moment.

Maybe in the next second there will be a "husband" who will rush up and ask boys and girls?Mother and child are safe?

Sure enough, someone rushed up, but they counted their heads: "One, two, three, four... 13 people, all those who went in were thrown out!"

The surrounding teahouses and restaurants were all boiling, some people yelled "I got the bet", some people discussed the identity of the person in the snow, and some people sat in the teahouse shaking their heads and sighing:

"It's half an hour faster than the previous batch. It seems that this batch of monks is worse than the previous batch."

It's quite regrettable in words, but it's a bit gloating when you think about it carefully.

Su Xiangui had just arrived here, and he didn't know what they were discussing. Seeing that the place was quite lively, he asked the little girl, "Is there any competition in the town recently? Otherwise, why is it so lively?"

Xiao Er looked at this girl in a white cross-neck gown. She was about twenty years old and had a good face. The white gown on her body was a little thin. It adds bright colors to the monotonous and plain robes.

Such a fairy appearance without appearance, but there is no fairy energy on his body, and no sect uniform, otherwise he would think that this is a disciple of some sect to practice.

Hearing this, Xiaoer smiled and said, "There has never been any competition in the town, but there have been many interesting things in the past ten years." He pointed to the tea guests present, "Most of these guests came for this."

Su Xiangui became curious: "Don't be tricky."

Xiao Er smiled triumphantly, pointed to the stone tablet in the hut and said: "As we all know, our town was originally a deserted and remote place, but since the portal of the academy appeared here, it has slowly gathered popularity. But it appeared in It's been a long time here, so it's not too unusual. The reason why it's so lively right now is because of one person, Bai Jianxian."

"Hundred Immortals?" Su Xiangui muttered.

How could someone come up with such a cheap name?Does this person's parents have a grudge against him/her?

Xiao Er was still waiting to talk, but the shopkeeper thought he was being lazy, and urged him to work cursingly.

"Here we come!" Xiao Er gave her an apologetic look, and left in a hurry.

The old man at the next table turned his head and looked at her: "You don't know Baijianxian?"

"I... should know?" Su Xiangui looked puzzled.

"It's not necessary to know. But people in this world who don't know Baijianxian are either ignorant or ignorant!"

Su Xiangui: "..., don't ignorance and ignorance mean the same thing?"

The old man glared at her: "I said you little girl, the old man is giving you extra lessons, so listen carefully and remember, don't interrupt!"

Su Xiangui shut up.

The old man said: "If you want to talk about this Baijianxian, he used to be a very good and evil person."

Someone sneered: "There are so many famous powers in the world, the two great saints of the righteous way, the devil emperor and the ghost emperor of the evil way, which one is not the leading power, who is the old sword fairy?"

The old man gave him a contemptuous look:

"Bai Jianxian is a well-known master craftsman in the world of cultivating immortals. He forged immortal spirit weapons at a young age——the number of master craftsmen who can refine fairy spirit weapons so far can be counted on one hand! Because Most of the swords she refines are swords, and she can control hundreds of swords at the same time, so she is called Baijian Xian."

Su Xiangui snapped his fingers, trying to figure out if he could count on one hand the master craftsmen who could forge immortal spirit weapons.

The guest who had laughed earlier stopped talking.

There are high and low cultivation bases of monks, so naturally the magic weapons and spiritual weapons they use also have high and low levels.When two people with the same cultivation base fight together, the level of the spirit weapon determines their victory or defeat.

Immortal grade spiritual weapon is a top-level spiritual weapon, even if the cultivation level is lower, but with fairy grade spiritual weapon in hand, there is a chance to counterattack.Therefore, a master craftsman who can refine immortal spirit weapons, no matter in the right way or the evil way, is definitely regarded as the existence of the guest of honor.

The old man gushed:

"It has been said since ancient times that good and evil cannot coexist, even in the world of cultivating immortals. For thousands of years, except in the territory of a few sects, as long as the two ways of good and evil meet, they can only fight. But what about Baijianxian? Hey, good guy, let the good and the evil put down their grievances and unite to attack her, tell me, is it awesome?"

Su Xiangui came back to his senses, stunned and said: "That's really awesome."

The master craftsman who was supposed to be a national treasure has become a street rat that is not welcomed by both good and evil. This ability to attract people's hatred is really powerful. How did Bai Jianxian do it?

She has only been in seclusion for ten years, how come such a powerful person suddenly emerges?

The old man liked how she looked like she had never seen the world, and pointed proudly at the snow field outside:

"Did you see that, the dozen or so people lying down in the snow were aiming at Bai Jianxian. I don't know how many batches this is. Anyway, in the past ten years, people have often tried to break into the academy through the portal to assassinate Bai Jianxian. The Sword Immortals all failed without exception—not to mention the assassination of the Baijian Immortals, but they were thrown out by the formation before they even found out where the door of the academy was."

Su Xiangui suddenly realized: "So everyone has gotten used to it and regarded it as a funny thing?"

"Isn't that right? At the beginning, the monks went in and didn't even stay for a day before being thrown out by the formation. The later students were clever and tried to break the formation first, so they stayed longer and longer in it. Everyone bet , How often will these people be thrown out."

Tsk tsk, it's no wonder that these restaurants and teahouses are facing the portal. These are marketing experts and business geniuses who find business opportunities in the details of life!

——The academy has [-] or [-] portals, and the surroundings of other portals are not as lively. It can be seen that people in the world generally don't care much about Bai Jianxian being hunted down.But the people here are familiar with Bai Jianxian's deeds and take pleasure in it. If these businessmen hadn't taken the opportunity to market, they wouldn't have been like this.

Presumably the tourism industry in this small town has also developed in this way.

Suddenly, she asked: "Bai Jianxian is in the academy?"

She has been in the academy for so long, how come she doesn't know there is such a character in the academy.

Could it be that she came during her retreat?

The old man said: "That's right, that Bai Jianxian hid in this academy since he was beaten by Zhenjun Xianda ten years ago so that his soul was almost wiped out, and he was rescued by Moxiu by chance, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead."

Su Xiangui: "..., why do I feel that this person is a bit familiar?"

Ten years ago, he was seriously injured by Xianda Zhenjun, his soul was damaged, and the master of refining was rescued by the demon cultivator...

Grass, isn't she? !

……

Su Xiangui obviously didn't cross the catastrophe, but he felt that he was struck by the rolling thunder.

Dare she eat melons and eat her own body?

She just said that she was a street rat?She also said that her nickname is cheap?

Thinking of this, Su Xiangui almost jumped up: Gan, who is the nemesis who gave her the nickname "Hundred Sword Immortal"? !

The old man knew nothing about Su Xiangui's embarrassment, and said to himself:

"That must be familiar to you. Eight-year-old children here can tell you about what happened ten years ago. So, at your age, you are less knowledgeable than eight-year-old children. You should be more knowledgeable. study."

Su Xiangui spoke confidently: "You tell the story, it's okay for others to attack you personally. If I can speak neatly, wouldn't I be like an eight-year-old child?"

Besides, as the person involved in the incident ten years ago, she couldn't explain it clearly. Did these people open the perspective of God?

elder:"……"

Suddenly it makes sense?

Su Xiangui endured and endured, and couldn't hold back to ask: "Also, who came up with the name Baijianxian...?"

"I don't know, that's what the singer called it."

Su Xiangui: "..."

Does the singer have a grudge against her?Other people's cultivating immortals have such lofty titles as Xianjun, Zhenjun, and Shengjun. Why is it that she only has such a humble title?

Just as she was complaining secretly, on the stage in the middle of the restaurant opposite, it seemed that a good show was about to be staged.

Since the thirteen monks were thrown out by the formation after noon when they failed to chase Bai Jianxian, the enthusiasm of the people nearby to watch the theater was very high, and many tea-drinking guests paid their bills and crowded to the restaurant.

The old man glanced at Su Xiangui, and asked: "Just now you were very interested in Bai Jianxian's affairs, and now she is singing her play, why don't you go and have a look?"

Su Xiangui thought to himself, knowing that Bai Jianxian is him, how could he be in the mood.

The tea in my mouth is tasteless.

She looked vaguely and saw that the actor playing "Hundred Sword Immortal" was standing in the center of the stage in red. On her left was a righteous monk in white, and on her right was a group of evil monks wearing black masks. "Hundred Sword Immortals" all stared angrily.

The white-clothed monk detailed the crimes of the "Hundred Sword Immortal" colluding with the demon cultivator to kill righteous people, and the black-masked monk aggressively sought revenge. The two contrasting colors of black and white collided together, and they were surprisingly harmonious.Only the crimson red in the center is extremely out of place.

At this time, a cyan figure with a fairy air came out of the monk in white. She covered her face with a white gauze, making it difficult to see her appearance clearly.But the spectators in the audience have already shouted happily: "Peixian Xianjun!"

When the sound came to the teahouse, the old man listened attentively for a moment, and said with a smile: "It seems that the song is about the place where Xianjun Peixian wanted to avenge his mother, but asked Moxiu to rescue Baijianxian."

Su Xiangui lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "Xianjun... It seems that she has been promoted to Yuqing Realm."

As if he didn't hear Su Xiangui talking to himself, the old man said: "Speaking of it, it's a trick of fate. I heard that Immortal Baijian and Immortal Peixian were close friends who lived and died together, but in the end they turned against each other."

After finishing speaking, he sighed regretfully.

In his opinion, both Immortal Peixian and Immortal Baijian are talented monks with excellent qualifications, and they are existences that mortals who have no fate with cultivating immortals admire very much.

And no matter what grievances Baijianxian has with the orthodox sect or the evil sect, it has nothing to do with ordinary people.Because of this, even though she is not tolerated by the two ways of good and evil, they mortals rarely curse her.

Someone said: "Differences of Tao do not conspire with each other. Immortal Peixian walks the righteous way. He has always saved lives and healed the wounded. He often resolves various natural disasters and rescues the people affected by disasters. No one will praise her as the light of the righteous way. Baijianxian What? Not to mention anything else, just counting her murder of Xianjun Peixian's biological mother, it will make the two of them utterly irreconcilable!"

Just as the old man was about to say something, he suddenly saw thirteen monks waking up in the snow, and was immediately happy: "Oh, I'm awake."

Su Xiangui also followed his gaze to look out of the window again.

The author has something to say:

Su Xiangui: This nickname hurts my feelings.

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This is the first time I write an article about the background of cultivating immortals. If there are logical loopholes, just ignore it_(?3」∠)_

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