"I am dustless, what is your name?"

When the five senses gradually recovered, Xie Ke first felt a quiet fragrance of tea, and then heard a Qingyue voice, he blinked, his vision was no longer dark, and what caught his eye was a male cultivator in Xuanyi, whose appearance was unique at first glance, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be blocked by a layer of mist to block the exploration of others.

Slightly stunned, he quickly reacted to who the person in front of him was, and immediately said with the tenth sister: "Junior Xie Ke (Xie Ningge), I have seen the Dustless Venerable. ”

"Yes. Wuchen took a sip of tea, his expression did not move, his fingertips were slightly touched, and the two of them felt a soft force to straighten up. He didn't speak, and the two of them only dared to look at their noses and noses, and they didn't say a word.

"Ding-", for a long time, when the sound of water injection sounded again, "Xie Ke." ”

"Yes. He replied, slightly puzzled in his heart.

"Draw your sword. After Wuchen finished speaking, he didn't care how much turmoil these words caused in his heart, and the afterglow swept around, only to see that Xie Ningge did not react in the slightest, as if Venerable Wuchen had not said a word, and what he had just heard was only his hallucination.

But...... Whether it was a hallucination or not, he knew it in his heart.

"Venerable, the younger generation has offended. After bowing his hand, "Qiang!", the silver-white long sword drew a shallow arc in mid-air, Xie Ke raised his head and looked directly at Wuchen, his face was expressionless, his lips were slightly pursed, and there was nothing in his eyes except seriousness. The moment he took out the sword, he threw away his respect for Wuchen and the slight tension in his heart, and there was only one sword left in his world.

Xie Ke's body folded, the sword in his hand was sandwiched with aura, and he stabbed at Wuchen like a swift wind, Wuchen did not get up, he flicked his right hand, and a thin line of water flew out of the cup, hitting the tip of the sword, "Smack!", the light cyan tea was broken into a thin mist and scattered, and for a while, the fragrance of tea became more and more intense.

With the help of the mist, Xie Ke jumped up on tiptoe, like a young eagle spreading its wings in the air, and the tip of the sword that was mistaken turned around, and several red sword qi sealed Wuchen's left side, and at the same time, the long sword slashed towards his right shoulder.

Wuchen raised his hand and lit the sword qi, the movement seemed to be slow, but in fact it was fast, not even leaving an afterimage in the air, in the blink of an eye, the sword qi melted like ice and snow, he put his fingers together and pressed lightly on the sword, "Qiang!", the two collided, making a buzzing sound of Jin Ge intersecting.

Xie Ke only felt that his hand sank, his right arm was sore, and he could barely hold the sword, but this force did not disappear after dissolving his moves, and the aftermath made him take a few steps backwards.

"Whew, whew......", big drops of sweat slipped down his forehead, he held his sword and saluted Wuchen, who had re-picked up the teacup, "Thank you, Venerable." ”

After a while, he heard Wuchen say lightly: "It's okay." Before he could speak, he heard him say, "Do you know that your exercises are ......?"

"A bane?"

Xie Ke was silent for a moment, his eyelids drooped, and replied, "Yes." ”

Wuchen looked at the young male cultivator in front of him, and silently assessed in his heart that the single fire spirit root, the sword seed, and the firm heart were good seedlings of sword cultivation, besides, for him, the pure yang body was not necessarily a bad thing...... But the exercises ...... It is no wonder that his own disciples are vague in their words in the transmission of the jade slip, presumably because they are afraid that they will lose if they say too much.

Wuchen is not Gu Xizhan, he doesn't need to test it at all, just relying on the spiritual power fluctuations around Xie Ke when he passes the move, he has touched the disadvantages of his exercises. Thinking of what Gu Xizhan did through the Gu family's intelligence network back then and the news he had received over the years, he was cut off in his heart.

That's fine. "You have two paths to choose from-", ignoring Xie Keliang's astonishing gaze, Wuchen said unhurriedly: "First, from now on, transfer to other methods. ”

"Second, rebuild the work. ”

These two paths...... Xie Ke pursed his lips, how to choose? He wanted to choose the latter, but he was not fully sure that he would be able to overcome the danger implied. After all, he doesn't have many hole cards...... His fingers tightened, and he said, "The younger generation is dull, please teach His Holiness." ”

Thoughtful, but also overthinking, if you can't change this in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go to the end. Wuchen lowered his eyes, "What height do you want to go?"

Height...... Xie Ke opened his mouth, he couldn't say a word, but there was a thought in his heart that became clearer and clearer, asking for immortals, he thought.

He wants to seek immortals, gains, and Taoism.

"The younger generation is not talented, and I am willing to waste my work and rebuild. He heard himself say this.

"Whoosh. A storage ring shot into his hand, and a dustless voice came, he said: "When the foundation is rebuilt, you will worship me as a teacher, are you willing?"

Opening his mouth, he couldn't believe his ears a little, but he bowed down slowly, and said word by word, his voice was still a little trembling, "Thank you Venerable for your kindness, the younger generation is willing." ”

"You go down and rest first, adjust your condition, and then come to me. With that, he stood up, and with a stroke of his fingertips, the world suddenly became noisy, "Back?"

Who? Xie Ke tilted his head slightly, just in time to see Xie Ningge raise his head. He looked at the Dustless Venerable with a slightly puzzled expression. It seemed that the tenth sister didn't know what had just happened, he lowered his eyes, and his heart admired the powerful means even more.

At this moment, he felt that his eyes flickered, and there was one more person in front of him - it was the sword cultivator who took Gu Xizhan away when he entered the city.

Wuzhen sat down at the table, carried the teapot, drank the pot of tea with the spout, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said in disgust: "This thing is really unpalatable." ”

Wuchen didn't speak, he lowered his head, and his gaze swept across Wuzhen's neck. The sudden chill made Wuzhen shiver, he threw down the teapot, rubbed his arms and muttered: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden, who is thinking about harming Lao Tzu behind his back." ”

As soon as he raised his head and faced Wuchen, he waved his hand and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I have already sent Hengming in." He rubbed his hands and continued to say proudly: "I also gave her what should be given, although it was a few days late, but Jian Xiu took a big advantage in the first level, presumably ......", the lower his voice became, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly began to rummage through his body, and finally he took out a dusty storage bag from his sleeve, slowly opened it and glanced inside, and couldn't help but "Wow!", covering his eyes with his other hand.

Seeing him like this, Venerable Wuchen's eyebrows moved, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, in the next second, Wuzhen threw away the storage bag and began to walk around the room, "What should I do?"

Seeing him for a long time, Xie Ningge felt a little dizzy, she glanced at Wuchen who was re-brewing tea, and then looked at the clan brother who lowered her head and pondered, weighed it in her heart, and asked out loud: "Dare to ask seniors, what happened?"

Hearing her voice, Wuzhen stopped, sighed, and said, "The first level of this small meeting is to be held in a place where the spirit is sealed. Pointing to the storage bag on the ground, his tone was extraordinarily vicissitudes, "I forgot to give Hengming the water distributed by the small association." Without aura, there is no way to open the valley, he paused, and seemed a little difficult to speak, "If she is unlucky, she may starve to death inside." ”

"......" What kind of messy things, why do you feel that Ling Xiao's predecessors are so unreliable?