The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Su Shisan recalled that during the Tang Dynasty, he debated scriptures with a group of spirits and monsters in the remote Dong'an Temple. At that time, it was really lively!He was in danger several times, and this old pine tree even rescued him!The last time he was injured, he was tossed to the brink of death by Li Shimin's good son in the prison water prison, and it was the monastery that Lao Song carried him back to.

It's just that the mountains are long and the water is far away, and they are not in the same dimension. How did Lao Song get here?The image of the surviving 蠖Qu Chipan is really a bit ugly!

Su Shisan suddenly became interested, and walked there.

"Sudan red! It's dangerous there!"

Wang Dapeng hesitated to speak, and ran after him in a panic.

Aoyagi Dalang took a look, and immediately regained his energy. "Go, baby! I'll go with you!"

In order to win people over, Qingliu Dalang doesn't even bother to cover up the title of "Baby". ——Just to be angry with Wang Dapeng!

When he was in the small world on the sea, Huo Ershao often disgusted him.Now that time has passed, Second Young Master Huo was reincarnated as Wang Dapeng, which made people even more upset!

Get mad at him, it's best to get rid of this man!

Qingliu Dalang is full of fighting spirit, and the red clothes are casual, and he only needs to shake the dragon's tail behind his buttocks.

Su Shisan didn't bother to pay attention to these two guys who were vying for favor, so he walked to the stone, spread out the brushes and brushes one by one, and after thinking about it, he finally jumped onto the white stone with both hands.Others stood on the rock, barely able to see the old pine.He glanced up and down, and grinned with his teeth clenched.

"Old Song, why did you become like this?"

The old pine shook off the pine needles on the ground, and the breath in the white mist was not very concentrated, and the sound was intermittent.

"...Yes, little monk?"

"Well, it's me!"

Seeing that Lao Song actually recognized him, Su Shisan raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Aren't you spiritual? Why is it still a tree?"

Lao Song was silent for a long time.

"By the way, how did you wander into this alien world?"

Lao Song continued to remain silent.

"No, you're here, what about the willow spirit, the scorpion spirit, and the others? And your favorite little peach blossom, has she become a spirit too? I remember when you went to Buxian Mountain, you dug a peach blossom from somewhere. I went to cultivate immortals with you."

After Su Shisan said so much in one breath, the black and white eyes of the deer opened wider and wider.

"Baby, take a breath!"

Qingliu Dalang was afraid that he would talk too much in one breath and choke on his words, so he hurriedly stood under the stone and shouted at him.

Su Shisan lowered his head when he heard the sound, Qingliu Dalang threw up his red clothes and jumped onto the white stone, and not far away, Wang Dapeng was struggling to come over...Among the many noisy and jumping scenes, Su Shisan suddenly heard the doctor's space battle. The piercing sound of the ship breaking through the nebula.

Nebula broke through a crack, the space warship rumbled in, and the distant Linlang Realm Supreme Guanghe was smiling and waving at him.

The pictures of all dimensions are mixed together, but they are all fragmented.

As for the only real alien dimension in front of him, everything seemed to be fogged up.The mist buried all hesitation, and Su Shisan seemed to have returned to the pavilion in the Jiange of Xiaoyao Mountain again.

Xiaoyao Mountain, inside the gazebo.Ling Fuzi lowered her eyes, and the dust whisk was gently rippling in the mountain wind.The two lips opened and closed, and the words rose and fell in Su Shisan's ears.

"...Ghosts and gods have nature but no life, and plants have life but no nature. Only humans can have both. The most precious and easiest way for you to cultivate immortals and enter the Tao is to obtain the Tao from the human body."

Ah!Su Shisan sneered.He doesn't need these teachings!He also doesn't want to ascend to Taoism!If Ling Fuzi really loves and protects him, why would he draw down the Milky Way with his whisk and warn him that his master-student relationship will end from now on?

Since he was expelled, he didn't even want to ascend.

Su Shisan's chest rose and fell, and cold air came out of his throat.His face was pale, only a pair of eyes were amazingly bright, and there seemed to be two flames in the black pupils.Black eyes, black flames, where the flames pass, everything is barren.

"Baby!" Qingliu Dalang finally climbed up to Baishi, hugged him from behind, and calmed him carefully.Seeing that Su Shisan's face was really ugly, he turned to find the culprit for him.

Dalang Qingliu thought that Su Shisan was mad at Lao Song.

Turning sharp eyes, he asked: "Hey! You goblin! I'm asking you something, how can you pretend to be dumb!"

The old pine shakes off the pine needles faster, and instantly transforms into an "old counselor".

"God forgives sins! It's really..."

"Really, don't let us talk!"

"Respect God! Respect God! Forgive me! There are..."

Suddenly there were many voices in the mountains, high and low, men and women, all vying to answer Qingliu Dalang.

It's a pity that there are too many and confusing clues, and none of them can speak straightforwardly.There was endless noise, as if someone pushed the cricket jar over with his palm, or as if the jade cup had collapsed and flowed into the pipa that was being held in the arms of a certain soldier in the military tent.The voice of speech is numerous and chaotic.

Dalang Qingliu frowned, and turned to look at Su Shisan.

There was an extremely cold smile on the corner of Su Shisan's mouth, and he brushed his brushes. ——He actually started painting seriously!

Su Shisan put the portfolio on his knees and sat cross-legged in meditation, surrounded by clouds and mist.At first glance, people feel frightened for some reason, and can no longer approach at will.

Even Qingliu Dalang was startled.

In the white mist in the mountains, there is a strong spiritual energy, and the rain is circling.In the depths of the sky, it seems that there is a huge funnel, the storm is howling, and it is about to condense into shape.Su Shisan just immersed himself in painting, but what he thought in his heart was, heh!All are here!Xiaoyao Mountain is here, and so are all the mountain monsters!They all hope that he will become a god, but what good is becoming a god?I lost my life.

Su Shisan's ear was full of chatter, and the more resentful he felt in his heart, the more his writing was like a dragon and a snake.At some point, even Qingliu Dalang was standing behind him, not following him for a long time.Not to mention that Wang Dapeng!

By the way, where is Wang Dapeng?

Su Shisan subconsciously felt something was wrong.It is clear that the distance is not too far, why can't he hear a word that Wang Dapeng said? !

He turned his head, suddenly shocked.It turned out that the dense fog behind him blocked his vision, and Wang Dapeng, who was only ten steps away from him, could not see the slightest image.Looking around again, there was thick fog everywhere, as if he had entered a sauna room, the heat made his sweat pores stand erect.The originally fragmented short hair has covered the whole body like running water at some point.

Looking at her body again, it was no longer the white T-shirt, but a hazy robe of unknown material that looked like clouds but not fog.

He suddenly got up, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly looked up.

as expected!Clouds and mist billowed above the head, and there was a chirp at the deepest place, and a golden lightning split open all the shields.

Thunder Tribulation is right in front of you.