Xian Miao does not want to fly

Qiao Mo opened his eyes for the first time after being struck by lightning, and saw a little human girl.

The little girl was a mortal, wearing coarse clothes, and when she saw Qiao Mo open her eyes, she ran out happily: "The little cat is awake!"

Only then did Qiao Mo realize that he had returned to his original body.

His soul was seriously injured. Not only could he not maintain his human form, but even his cat form trembled as if he was about to enter reincarnation.

Qiao Mo has lived in the mortal world as a cat for a long time. He watched the little girl grow up, get married, give birth to children, and the house was full of children and grandchildren. Then, at noon that was too ordinary, the little girl who had become an old woman felt the warm warmth. Sunshine, closed eyes forever.

Looking at the human soul who waved to him and then left, Qiao Mo was stunned.

This is death.

After death, the soul returns to the path of reincarnation, and all memories are washed away. Those who have met many people and experienced things will be forgotten, and start a new life as a brand new life.

All life will die, including those ascetics who have ascended to gods.

People are mortal, that's the established point of everyone.

Therefore, he and Su Li will also die, and then forget each other and become new lives.

At that time, will they still meet?Will they still fall in love?

Qiao Mo didn't know.

When he thought about it, his heart ached, so he forced himself not to think about it.

Don't think about death, don't think about reincarnation.

Don't think about Su Li.

After the little girl passed away, he maintained the cat shape and walked alone in the world for decades, and the moonlight and spiritual energy slowly repaired his soul along the time.

However, when he was able to transform back into a human form again, he found that he couldn't hold the sword anymore.

Once he picked up the sword, the scene in Tianyin Realm returned to his eyes.

Look, it's all because you want to practice swordsmanship, and your way can only be in the Tianyin realm.

However, you will bring disaster to Tianyin, and those people will die because of you if you persist in your obsession.

People do die.

But don't let them die because of you.

So Hong Yuan returned to his ankles, and he turned back into an orange cat, returning to the mortal world in a daze.

There is no kendo in the world, but there are delicious steamed sea bass.

Then, suddenly one day, Qiao Mo heard a word.

Sword repair competition.

Qiao Mo raised his head and looked at the mortals who were whispering in the tea room.

These rivers and lakes swordsmen are all talking about one thing, the sword repair competition.

It was originally the arena for the ascetics to choose the sword master, but for some reason, the news reached the ears of ordinary people in the world.

"I heard that cultivators only once every 300 years, and they are all sword cultivators."

"A monk who entered the Tao with a sword?"

"That's right, they want to select the most powerful sword repairman as the sword master!"

"It would be great if I could see it...Sword cultivators must be skilled in swordsmanship."

"In the world of comprehension, where can mortals go..."

The Sword Cultivation Grand Competition is the arena where the Juggernaut is finally selected.

Qiao Mo remembered Su Li's words again.

I have to go and see, Qiao Mo thought.

Even though he couldn't hold the sword now, he wanted to go and see the great sword repair event that Su Li had participated in.

The cat's ears moved, Qiao Mo scratched his face with his paws, stood up, and walked catwalks to the tailor shop in the town.

Not long after, the owner of the clothing store found that a blue robe was missing from his home. He was just about to go out and call for the thief, when he saw a golden bean in the place where the robe had been placed.

Qiao Mo is no longer a fledgling little cat demon who can't tell the difference between a mortal swordsman and a swordsman in the cultivation world. He knows that he needs to give money to buy things in the mortal world, and he needs to give spirit stones to buy things in the cultivation world.

Ordinary people naturally don't know the position of the Sword Cultivator Competition, but Qiao Mo knows, or in other words, everyone in the cultivation world knows it, because after all, this is the Pure Jianggu Sword Cultivator Competition that is as famous as Fa Xiu Jinghua Mountain.

Chunjiang Valley is located at the bottom of Chunjiang River, which is a natural mystery.

Qiao Mo was wearing a newly bought cyan coat, standing indifferently by the edge of the Chunjiang River, and saw those sword-wielding cultivators filing into a small painting boat moored on the river. The small painting boat was unguarded, as if everyone can.

I just don't know if the monster can go, Qiao Mo thought.

He followed the cultivators in line to get on the boat, and the continuous flow of people suddenly stopped.

"This one……"

Qiao Mo poked his head and saw a sword repairman standing beside the boat awkwardly standing in front of the boarding board, as if something was blocking his way, but there was clearly nothing in front of him.

Someone Chi asked: "This fellow Taoist...is he a sword cultivator?"

Holding the sword, the man said coyly, "I just entered the Tao..."

"Pure Jianggu can only enter after practicing sword intent." Someone reminded.

Hearing this, the man sighed and left the team in embarrassment.

It turns out that the painting boat is for screening sword repairs, not just a simple passage.

Qiao Mo was a little worried. He was not a human sword repairer, so he wondered if the boat would stop him.

After the man left, the stagnant line started to move forward again, and Qiao Mo was soon in line.

Qiao Mo looked at the empty ferry board in front of him, and stepped on it.

A strange feeling hit him, he subconsciously resisted with sword intent, the film-like touch suddenly disappeared, and he successfully stepped onto the boat.

Qiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was only a formation of sword intent.

There was nothing in the painting boat, only a spiral downward staircase. Qiao Mo walked down the stairs, the surrounding light gradually dimmed, and there were footsteps coming from behind, presumably it was the people behind him.

As it got darker as it went down, Qiao Mo took off the camouflage on his eyes, and the golden cat eyes made it easier to see in the dark.

After finally going down the last flight of stairs, I felt a sense of humidity. A long passage connected to this place. At the end of the passage was a spot of light, which should be the exit.

Qiao Mo's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he could see that this passage was a natural karst tunnel. Looking up, the stalactites hanging upside down above were dripping water from time to time.

Cats hate water, and it will wet their fur if it drips on them.

So Qiao Mo quickened his pace and walked towards the exit. The moment he was about to step out of this moist illusion, someone behind him patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, this fellow Taoist."

Qiao Mo turned his head subconsciously, and saw a sword cultivator in black standing behind him at some point.

The sword cultivator was stunned when he saw his golden eyes: "Are you a demon?"

Only then did Qiao Mo realize that he had forgotten to cover his eyes, so he quickly turned his head and added the disguise of his eyes: "I don't know what you're talking about."

The sword cultivator stretched out his hand to lift his chin, but Qiao Mo dodged nimbly and stepped out of the cave: "This fellow Taoist, please respect yourself."

The sword repairer looked at him fixedly, and Qiao Mo realized that he had a pair of familiar eyebrows.

Eyebrows and eyebrows like Su Li.

"Fellow Daoist Su! What are you doing running so fast!"

Another cry came from the cave.

Qiao Mo was taken aback, surnamed Su?Is it the Su family?

He panicked inexplicably.

The man looked at him intently, his eyes full of interest.

He excitedly asked Qiao Mo: "Are you a demon cultivator who can practice the way of the sword? This is the first time I have seen a monster who can practice the way of the sword!"

"Fellow Daoist Su! Who are you talking to!"

The man was patted on the shoulder, and he had to turn around, pointing to the entrance of the cave and said, "Chen Daoyou, there is a swordsman here... eh? Where is he?"

The man looked at the empty cave entrance, and the demon cultivator with golden eyes just now had disappeared.

Qiao Mo hurriedly left the cave when the man turned his head, his heart pounding.

The Su family... it's the Su family.

Those familiar eyebrows made the longing for Su Li that had been suppressed in his heart surge up again.

That's right, if the Su family wanted to keep their title of Sword Master, how could they not send someone to participate in the Sword Cultivation Competition?

Qiao Mo hid in a corner, making himself less conspicuous.

He hesitated a little, whether he wanted to stay here or not.

But he thought about it again, they are all here, so it's good to have a look.

What if there is an opportunity for him to hold the sword again?

Su Family's Sword Cultivator has indeed become the most popular candidate for Sword Master in this Sword Cultivation Competition——

"I heard that this is Su Xu, the grandnephew of Su Li, the previous Ascension Sword Master."

"Nephew?"

"It's the son of Su Yan, the younger brother of Su Li Sword Master."

"The younger brother of the Sword Master Su Li? I remember the father of the Sword Master Su Li. The Patriarch of the Su Family seemed to have failed in the tribulation and passed away not long ago? Where did the second son come from? Isn't the head of the Su Family now the cousin of the Sword Master Su Li?"

"You don't know, this is a cousin on the surface, but in fact... but the old Patriarch's own flesh and blood..."

"Anything else?"

"I heard that he was born to the old lady's sister, tsk tsk..."

It turned out that the candidate for the Su Family's Juggernaut was Su Xu.

After getting the information he wanted, Qiao Mo didn't continue to listen to the gossip. Su Li had already told him about the Su family, but what surprised him was that Su Li's seemingly unreasonable father had passed away. passed away?

And now this Su Xu...

Qiao Mo thought of Moon Spring.

Has Su Li met this junior?Has he touched the soul test stone?Has his soul met the requirements of the Juggernaut?

At this time, he didn't realize that once he encountered something related to Su Li, he could mobilize every nerve of him.

Begonia flowers bloom all year round in the Chunjiang Valley. The place where the Sword Cultivator Dabi is located is at the deepest part of the Chunjiang Valley. At the end of the valley, there is a towering "Stone Sword". Half of it is exposed to the surface, and the shape on the top is like a sword hilt.

This is actually a column-shaped mountain with a strange shape. The "sword body" underneath is actually connected to the ground veins and cannot be shaken. Because it looks like a sword, a high platform is built in the open space in front of it, and it becomes the arena for the sword repair competition.

There is a restricted formation on the high platform. The sword cultivators who go up are only allowed to bring swords, and other spiritual weapons and magic weapons similar to the law cultivators are not allowed to bring up. Even the storage ring needs to be temporarily stored with trusted relatives and friends.But the formation is only restrictive and has no protective effect. That is to say, once there is a sword intent or a sword shadow flying out of the ring, the onlookers must find a way to resist it, otherwise no one will care about the injury.

Therefore, the less skilled the sword cultivator, the farther away from the arena to avoid being injured.

Qiao Mo was a certain distance away from the ring. It wasn't that he was not strong enough, but that he was afraid of being found by the Su family's sword cultivator who recognized him as a monster before.

Most of the ones who went up in the front were not high in cultivation, and the masters always have the consciousness of being the finale, so now the level of going up is about the same, and the fights can be regarded as back and forth.

But Qiao Mo took a second look and started yawning.

The cultivation base of these sword cultivators is really too bad...

It wasn't until a week later that those high-level sword cultivators began to appear on the stage. Qiao Mo's eyes lit up after seeing a person use some exquisite and flexible sword moves to turn defeat into victory.

That's what's interesting.

The further you go to the back, the higher the level of the sword cultivator. After a sword cultivator resisted dozens of people, a sword cultivator dressed in white with golden orchid grass embroidered under the clothes came to the stage.

The man said loudly: "My servant, Maoshan Su Family, Su Xu, please enlighten me."

Qiao Mo, who was watching the battle from the audience, stared at the man in surprise.

Wait, this person is not the black-clothed Su whom he met before!

So this person is Su Xu?Who is that man in black?