"Humanity is slim, the fairy road is boundless, and the ghost road is happy! When life is the door, the immortal road is noble, and the ghost road is noble. ”

"The fairy road is often auspicious, and the ghost road is often self-murdered. The high is clear and beautiful, and the tragedy is in space. ”

"I wish that the heavens would come to pass, and I don't want humanity to be poor. The weather is swinging, and my road is prosperous. ”

The fairy spirit of Shushan is rising, and the chivalrous spirit is soaring.

Buyun stepped on the fairy sword to meet the wind, and heard the three thousand disciples of Shushan chanting the Taoist scriptures from a distance, and the purpose of Shushan, the sonorous and powerful voice of pride and power resounded throughout Shushan.

From a distance, it is a mountain peak, and up close it is a fairy palace.

The eight peaks of Shu Mountain stand like nails and stand in the air around the main peak, which is not done by manpower, but is naturally generated, ingenious.

Buyun looked at such a beautiful scenery of Xianshan, and his mood could only be described as shocking, he only felt that the scenes on the TV series in his previous life were all computer-synthesized, and there was no authenticity, how could he see it as real and intuitive as he did now.

The immortal sword he saw from a distance just now, the white clothes drifting in snow, all the disciples of the major peaks flew to the main peak to practice swords and cultivate.

This is the iron law of Shushan, every disciple must abide by it, ten years like a day without stopping, and he, the senior brother, must also abide by this iron law in the future.

Bu Yun's handsome face showed a smile: "I crossed this time to wear the right one, being a sword immortal across the world is many times stronger than writing a book." ”

But then there was a hint of gloom: "It's just that my parents, sister, alas...... There's no going back. ”

When Bu Yun stepped on the fairy sword and appeared above Wendao Peak, the three thousand disciples below all stopped playing with the sword, and their eyes fell on him, the senior brother.

Each white-clothed disciple had a variety of expressions on their faces, but their eyes were all surprised.

"It doesn't seem like today's senior brother is the same?"

This is a sentence that came out of the hearts of all the disciples.

The white light of the fairy sword is wanton, the sword qi is restrained, the Taoism is listed, and it is stable and quiet.

The young man on the sword is handsome, with a detached temperament, a face like a crown of jade, long hair and a shawl, unparalleled luck, carrying his hands on his back, hunting in white, and his eyes are calm and gentle, highlighting a calmness that does not match his age.

So handsome, good boy, good sword fairy.

But.

"Don't you think Senior Brother is so handsome today?"

"Handsome is handsome, but my impression of the senior brother is still not very good. ”

"Yes, no matter how handsome a teenager is for three years, he can't change the bad impression left in my heart. ”

"Don't you say a few words, don't you see that Senior Brother has become different today? Maybe this time the head of the sect took Senior Brother out for a trip, and the knot in his heart was untied. ”

"No matter how good the senior brother is, he is also a disciple of the head of the family, and I am waiting for the senior brother, everyone respect it. ”

“......”

Bu Yun looked at the white-clothed disciples of the three thousand Shu Mountains below, some looked at him, some looked at him, some smiled abruptly, and some had eyes full of brilliance.

In short, the expressions are different.

But one thing is undeniable, that is, he is very handsome today, every disciple is very handsome at first glance, and then he thinks of what he has done in the past three years, it can be said that he is a transparent teenager who suffers from depression, and has nothing to do, the only thing they care about is that he wears a hat of being a disciple of the head of the family, and every disciple must respect this senior brother on the surface, because respecting him means respecting the master.

The appearance is handsome, but the inner temperament is not so wonderful.

Bu Yun also had to admire, this body has a super high appearance, and it has purple qi on its body, commonly known as the son of luck.

At the beginning, the master in charge saw purple qi looming on the roof of his house when he was passing by in the mortal world, so he decided to accept him as a disciple, otherwise no matter how good he looked, he would not be able to enter the eyes of immortal cultivators.

Buyun was still very uncomfortable being watched by so many people.

Cough lightly to indicate that your throat is uncomfortable.

All the disciples below reacted, immediately stood up straight, bowed and saluted, "I've seen Senior Brother." ”

Serious, upright and generous, with good quality.

Respecting teachers is the tenet pursued by all disciples, and although he, the senior brother, has left a bad impression on everyone, it does not affect the disciples' observance.

Buyun smiled gently: "No courtesy." ”

When all the disciples stood up straight and looked at him, Bu Yun was still standing in the air with the fairy sword and had no intention of coming down, and said casually: "You go on, don't worry about me." ”

Then under the gaze of all the disciples, he slowly flew towards his cave.

Wendao Peak is the center of the eight peaks of Shu Mountain, the place where the head of the sect lives, the place where all the disciples cultivate the Tao and practice the sword, Bu Yun is the disciple of the master's father, so he also lives on the Daoist Peak.

He has no plans to practice swords with all the disciples now, after all, his strength is indeed a little weak, and it is really a bit embarrassing to talk to a disciple whose strength is higher than him.

Now it's better to go back to the cave mansion and practice well, with the talent of his son of luck, it is not difficult to cultivate.

After having the system, he is full of yearning and exploration for this world, and he attaches more importance to his own strength, and he cannot slack off at all.

The Emperor of Heaven has died, and this Xianxia world will be in chaos, which is inevitable, and his top priority is to speed up the improvement of his realm and strength.

Be a good brother on the outside and on the inside. and preparing for the unpredictable in the future.

Looking at the senior brother who was slowly flying towards the cave with the immortal sword, all the disciples shook their heads, saying that they were used to it, and if the senior brother was lazy, they couldn't take care of it.

I don't know who shouted: "Senior brother, will you participate in the Demon Slaying Festival in ten days?"

This shout once again attracted all the disciples, and his eyes fell on the back of the handsome and extraordinary young man with a transcendent temperament on the fairy sword, waiting for what he said.

The fairy sword under Buyun's feet paused slightly, stopped, he remembered that the master in charge had said about the Demon Slaying Festival, he didn't care about it at the time, and now after thinking about it a little, he didn't turn his head and said: "I will participate." ”

After speaking, he controlled the immortal sword and turned into a streamer and disappeared into the field of vision of the disciples.

Needless to say, what the disciples thought, Bu Yun had already arrived outside his cave and collected the fairy sword and fell to the ground.

It is said that it is a cave but it is not, this is clearly a house, surrounded by flowers and plants, there are spirit beasts galloping, there are cranes spreading their wings, there are peacocks opening the screen, there are bees collecting honey, and there are spirit fish playing in the water.

There were clouds and mist, and there was a drizzle of rain. It is full of verdant green all year round and overflowing with aura.

The blessed land of the fairy mountain should be like this.

As soon as Buyun landed, the door of the house had already opened, and the two servants who hurriedly trotted out, both old mortals, because of staying on Shu Mountain for a long time, their faces were ruddy, their bodies were tough, and their clothes were much better than ordinary mortals.

"Master, you are back, the old servant has prepared hot water, please bathe. ”

The two old servants were very respectful, bowed their heads and bowed their waists and said.

Bu Yun helped the two of them up and said with a smile: "Fu Bo, Shou Bo doesn't have to be so restrained, just be casual." ”

The two old servants didn't even dare to say it.

Buyun had no choice but to say: "Go in, it's time to take a good shower." ”