"One sword, frost and fourteen states. ”

Chen Xiu muttered silently, and the long sword was swung out at will.

A brilliant sword more than ten meters long, like lightning piercing through the air, crushed a small thatched house in front of him, leaving a deep ravine.

There was a faint black shadow that was weak and helpless, and it disappeared in the sword light in an instant.

"Rest assured, elder, that monster has been overdone. ”

Chen Xiu was satisfied with the sword and said to a black and thin old farmer next to him.

Is this excess?

The old peasant was still immersed in the fleeting sword, and a poetry that could not be described in words arose in his heart.

There is also a deep dazedness.

It's just dealing with a lowly grass demon.

Do you need such a vast sword qi?

Grass demons are monsters that mutate from plants and trees that destroy crops, prey on small domestic animals, and even eat young children.

So the old farmer invited the Taoist priest of the nearby Qingyun Temple to get rid of the demon, but the demon was removed, but the thatched hut was also destroyed.

"Say good pay. ”

Chen Xiu looked at the old farmer with a smile.

For the sake of the sword qi just now, the old farmer took out a hundred copper coins and handed it to Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu's eyes were straight, and one hundred yuan could buy ten catties of rice, which was enough for himself and his master to eat for half a month.

Chen Xiu took the money and said goodbye, secretly glad that fortunately, the old man didn't let him pay the money for the thatched house, otherwise he would have to lose money on this trip.

"The trail leader stays. The old farmer shouted from behind.

Chen Xiu didn't look back, and ran away without a trace.

On the mountain trail, Chen Xiu walked humming a song.

I saw that he was wearing a neat robe of water and fire, with a slender figure, handsome and handsome, and between his eyes, there seemed to be a starlight flashing between his eyes, like a beautiful boy walking out of the picture.

Chen Xiu has been in this world for a month, and he is a graduate who has just finished the college entrance examination.

When he was home alone, he closed the door, prepared tissues, and secretly ......

Open an ancient book of poetry.

Reading poetry is Chen Xiu's hobby.

As I was reading vigorously, I suddenly found a simple bamboo slip sandwiched between the pages, like a bookmark.

Bamboo slips feel soft to the touch, unlike bamboo.

Chen Xiu thought of an ancient Tang Dynasty legend that there was a kind of insect that liked to eat the pages of books, called the book silverfish.

When the book beetle eats the pages of a book, if it eats three 'fairy' handwriting in a row, it will become the spirit of the secretary.

When a person eats the 'Sishu', he will soar in the day and become an immortal.

Chen Xiu hurriedly flipped through the book and found that the words 'immortal' were missing from the pages.

So, Chen Xiu threw the 'Si Shu' into the pot, added a little salt, chicken essence, sesame oil, chopped green onions, ginger, etc. to cook a soup, and then ate it, and tried it without getting pregnant.

The seasoning is added because the 'Si Shu' looks unpalatable, and Chen Xiu, as a decent person, of course can't treat himself badly in terms of eating.

After eating, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I found that I had not become an immortal, but was in this strange world, an ancient world full of demons and monsters.

Chen Xiu was also puzzled, which step was wrong, can't it be cooked and eaten?

After crossing over, Chen Xiu also found that he had one more talent.

He is able to translate poetry into concrete skills.

As long as he concentrated, he could see a bamboo slip in his hand, and a poem was engraved on it, and then he threw out the bamboo slip, and the skill of the poem was released.

The skill embodied in the poem "One Sword Frost and Fourteen States" is a huge sword qi.

Drawing bamboo slips is like drawing cards, you can draw different verses every time.

Chen Xiu returned to the wild fox slope, there was a Qingyun Temple on the slope, and there were two Taoist priests in the temple, one was an old Taoist priest, and the other was a small Taoist priest.

Legend has it that there are some adult foxes infested, so it is called Wild Fox Slope, and there are wasteland graves in this vicinity, and no one dares to come at night.

The little Taoist priest with a sword on his back came to the door of the ancient Taoist temple, and a wisp of wind blew, rolled up a few fallen leaves, and kissed him lightly at his feet.

The outer wall of the Taoist temple collapsed in half, only a few outlines remained, and the gold paint of the three words "Qingyunguan" on the plaque fell off, but it looked ancient and pale.

Looking at the dilapidated "home", Chen Xiu shook his head slightly, he really wanted to save money to repair the Taoist temple, but now eating is a problem.

Entering the door, there is a big copper tripod in the yard, and there is only incense ash in the ding, and there is no incense, because it can't be lit.

In fact, the master is also a little famous, but the location of this Qingyun Temple is not good, and it belongs to the tomb view room, so there are very few pilgrims.

Chen Xiu came to the backyard, passed by a side room, and looked at the door with warm eyes.

It was Master Li Nanxuan's room, and if it wasn't for Master to take him in, it would be difficult for Chen Xiu to gain a foothold in this world.

Li Nanxuan is a generation of sword immortals, known as Nanxuan Immortal Venerable.

He once made a thought in Shenjing to make all flowers bloom.

He once broke into Kunlun alone and defeated hundreds of immortals in a row.

He once entered the demon kingdom and blocked ten thousand demons with a sword.

The Zhenwu Thirty-six Styles he founded are known as the world's first fighting methods.

These are all said by Li Nanxuan himself, and there is no fiction and exaggeration.

After becoming invincible in the world, Li Nanxuan even challenged the way of heaven and wanted to play a flying ascension.

As a result, the way of heaven did not talk about immortals, and used an unprecedented five consecutive whips and thunder robberies to sneak attack Li Nanxuan.

Li Nanxuan was careless.

After the failure of the catastrophe, Li Nanxuan returned to the ordinary, lived in seclusion, indifferent to fame and fortune, and just wanted to do some good deeds.

Li Nanxuan's current cultivation is less than one percent of what he did in his heyday.

But even if it is less than one percent of his cultivation, there are no more than five people in the world who can defeat him.

Li Nanxuan kept a low profile, fearing that after his whereabouts were revealed, it would cause unnecessary disturbances, so he told Chen Xiu not to tell anyone.

Chen Xiu is also tight-lipped, this is a little secret between the master and apprentice.

Chen Xiu was afraid of disturbing his master's rest, so he tiptoed back to his room.

Chen Xiupan sat on the bed, grabbed a bamboo slip, and slowly played with it in his palm.

This bamboo slip phantom, only he can see, is engraved with a poem "True Qi Nourishes the Xuan Fetus".

It's a yin.

Bamboo slips are divided into yang and yin slips, with yang slips being combat and yin slips being auxiliary.

Chen Xiu was like a walnut, he had been making this bamboo slip for more than ten days, and while playing, he felt as if there was a continuous injection of energy into his body.

Soft, warm, slippery.

Judging from the poem "True Qi Nourishes the Xuan Fetus" on the bamboo slips, this energy should be called True Qi.

Before I knew it, it took three or four hours.

Chen Xiu slowly stood up, his body suddenly made a crackling sound like fried beans, and he felt that the true qi in his body was agitating, and his every move was urging endless power.

Chen Xiu took out a thread-bound book from the cabinet again, and the book cover read "Three Years of Iron Cloth Shirt and Five Years of Golden Bell Jar".

This is a crash book in martial arts.

Just practice according to the book.

You can train into an iron cloth shirt in three years.

In five years, you can become a golden bell jar.

When he first apprenticed, Li Nanxuan said that Chen Xiulinggen was too inferior to practice high-level exercises, so he could only practice some low-level exercises first.

Then, Li Nanxuan asked Chen Xiu what skills he wanted to learn.

Chen Xiu said that he wanted to learn some defense, the invulnerable kind.

Li Nanxuan rummaged through the clutter pile for a long time, and slammed the dusty thin book of "Three Years of Iron Cloth Shirt and Five Years of Golden Bell Jar" on Chen Xiu's face.

Chen Xiu turned the booklet over and saw a line of small characters written at the bottom of the book: "Shen Ji Bookstore is printed, priced at five yuan, and printed two million copies." ”

Such high-end goods are only sold for five yuan, and Chen Xiu can't help but sigh at the cheapness of knowledge.

Chen Xiu didn't suspect that the master was bragging.

After all, Master's past experiences, not to mention all of them are true, even if one thing is true, he is also a real peerless master.

However, when practicing this secret book, the master only gave Chen Xiu a few words.

Chen Xiu followed the practice, and in less than ten breaths, he had cultivated the iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar that others needed at least three or five years to practice.

Chen Xiu believed it.

It turned out that Master was really a legendary peerless master.

With a few words of advice, he is worthy of several years of penance by others.

The natural fate of a person who can see through the essence in a second is very different from that of a person who has taken several years to see through the essence.

Thinking about it this way, Master's miraculous life experiences are also very reasonable.