Now that the Xuankui Sect has invaded the major stations of the Purple Jade Sect, many disciples have been sent to various places to support by such orders from Gongshan Mountain.

However, Su Xing's appointment was a little different from theirs.

There is also a sentence on the token:

"If you don't go to Nancheng to report within a month, you will be deemed to have given up."

There will be no last sentence in the order that ordinary disciples receive.

The tasks they receive are almost always semi-compulsory, and if they produce de facto rejection. There will be many punishments, such as being blacklisted by Gongshan Mountain, and it will be difficult to receive tasks in the future. The sect's income will also be reduced, and so on.

Of course, at this time, these special appointments also represent a huge number of merit points. In addition, at the beginning of the war, many disciples were enthusiastic, so few refused.

"It seems that this is the choice that Yu Lizhen gave me." Su Xing looked at the mist drifting from the foggy mountain from a distance, and faintly saw the phosphorescent light reflected by the swaying of the purple bamboo sword leaves.

This token was sent by the people of Gongshan Mountain shortly after the two Jin Dan clashed that day.

It is worth mentioning that the god fairy once mentioned something tailor-made for him, and he originally thought that it would take some time, but he was also sent over almost at the same time.

It seems that the aftermath of the Jin Dan fight has made many people aware of it, so the process, which may have been a little bloated and slow, has suddenly accelerated a lot.

On the token, the date written is within one month, and now there is not much time left before the deadline.

In Su Xing's heart, he had already made up his mind.

He still has to go!

Lao Longzhi marrow, involving three Jindan real people, Su Xing has no bargaining power. Or rather, the choice itself is a threshold.

Either give up the old longzhi marrow, stay in the sect, meditate for several years or even decades, and slowly digest the power of the five-color Daoji.

At the same time, wait for the change in the battle situation on the front line, and wait for the Purple Jade Sect to defeat the Xuankui Sect, or ......

In short, too passive!

During this time, he was not idle. In addition to healing and restoring the origin, you are laying a solid foundation and understanding your own path.

According to Su Xing's estimate, in about ten years, he will have the second magic power that has not yet come out, and he will really give birth.

At that time, I will enter the middle stage of foundation building.

And another choice given to him by the real person is to take this old longzhi pith himself. If you get this old dragon mushroom, according to the record of the "Lingbao Lu", I am afraid that the supernatural power will be born rapidly, and the cultivation speed of the foundation building realm will increase extremely quickly.

Of course, the dangers that correspond to it are. I will go to the front line of this war in person, and I may encounter all kinds of dangers in the middle. With his reputation as a true dragon in Daoji, it is difficult to keep a low profile completely.

But Su Xing said that he had been thinking about it for a month, but in fact, he had already had a tendency in his heart.

Nowadays, the world is changing, the situation is uncertain, and chaos is gradually rising. As a monk, you should be brave and diligent, seize opportunities, and strengthen yourself.

If it was under the heavy protection of the sect, he wouldn't even dare to take an old Longzhi pith. What else to talk about overcoming obstacles and becoming immortals in the ninth generation.

Su Xing's eyes were firm, but he didn't go directly to the flying boat. After packing up, he came to the front of the foggy mountain alone.

The purple jade of Wuxuan Mountain is still as vibrant as ever, the bamboo body is straight, glowing with purple jade light, and the roots stand proudly in the peak. The purple bamboo leaves on it are like knives and axes, and the cold light flickers, and the sharpness makes people dare not look directly.

In addition, the milky white fog still shrouds this mysterious bamboo forest, and the mysterious purple bamboo looks hazy in this fog, adding a bit of mystery. The whole is like a strange and quiet picture scroll in a dream, which makes people can't afford to disturb their minds.

Until a trickling rain fell, Ziyu relaxed and stretched its branches and leaves, and the cold light on it seemed to be a little tired at this time. The perennial mist gradually poured into the ground, revealing a path that could be walked by one person.

Su Xing confessed and walked into the forest alone.

After the foundation was built, his spiritual sense became a little sharper. Touching these purple bamboos, he seemed to be able to feel the defenseless joy of a young beast, worthy of the legendary Chengyan Sword Bamboo, full of spirituality. Of course, this is also related to his long-term uninterrupted Fuso spiritual rain.

Along the way, it gradually emptied, several large stones were scattered around, and there was a simple stone pavilion not far away. They all look like a mist about a foot thick on the ground, like a fairyland.

And Su Xing also saw the person he wanted to see, or rather, half of it.

On a large rock, a girl in white was shaking her white feet. He played with a white strip in his hand, and from time to time grabbed a handful of thick fog from the ground. The thick fog seemed to be a substance in her hands, like a cotton flower pulled down, and she kept filling it into the strip-shaped object in her hand.

Su Xing didn't bother, just looked at her quietly. The white-clothed girl's intelligence matched her appearance, and he guessed that she and the gray-clothed girl were one and two souls, both of which were part of Yu Li's real person.

Perhaps, this strange state is the reason why Yu Li is a real person.

The slender white fingers of the girl in white kept playing with the "toy" in her hand, and her pure eyes were like a little paint, revealing a childlike concentration. The green silk without any decoration was simply draped over the shoulders of some thin people, and gently swayed like silk with the movements of the hands.

She pinched it with pleasure, muttering something with her little mouth. Out of courtesy, Su Xing did not use his divine sense. I didn't hear the vague self-talk.

After a while, I saw her happily stretching out her white hands and feet on the big stone, and her slender limbs raised high conveyed the excitement of her master:

"Huhuhu! That's it! ”

Su Xing looked at her right hand, it was a lump of strip-like objects, at this time it was like a simple wooden stick made of white mud balls, and there were several specially pinched "mud strips" stuck to the top of the stick.

Well...... A rudimentary mace?

At this time, the girl in white seemed to have finally discovered Su Xing, and immediately jumped up from the big stone, and then brandished the "mace" in her hand and ran towards Su Xing with joy:

"Su Xing, you're here! Take a look at the 'sword bamboo' I made, does it look like it!? ”

The girl's white feet stepped on the mist, like a harmless deer in the woods, looking at the equally harmless black beast-like pupils. Su Xing replied decisively:

"It's really a very good-looking 'sword bamboo', well, I saw it early in the morning."

"Whew!" The girl's cheeks puffed out and she smiled smugly.

"Su Xing, you wait, I'll play with you later." Then she looked left and right a few times, looked for a while, and seemed to find a nice place.

Hurriedly ran over, pouting his ass, like a hardworking little bee. The white clay mace in his hand ...... No, the sword bamboo was planted in a foot-thick mist.

Su Xing looked at this scene a little helplessly, but the girl in white was in the forest all the year round, and her mind was simple. Occasionally, Su Xing felt a little pitiful for some childlike behavior, and he didn't say anything, just followed and watched.

But in the next second, the expression on his face suddenly froze, revealing a hint of disbelief.

I saw that when the girl planted the crude "sword bamboo" in her hand, there were wisps of mist from the ground along its "branches" and continued to climb upward. Its shape begins to change, and the middle branch becomes straighter. The thin strips that stick to it become thinner and begin to grow outward.

Gradually, the shape of a real bamboo is revealed, and a trace of mist begins to peel off its white exterior.

When the white color completely faded, a smoky sword bamboo with a whole body of purple jade, bamboo leaves like a sword, and incomparably agile appeared in front of Su Xing's eyes.