The young aunt summoned him, and Xiang Quefei climbed onto Yujing Peak.
Seeing Feng Xiaosu, Xiang Que said righteously: "It's really not a thing. When I was working hard in Penglai, I wanted to ask my brother Jiang for help, but I didn't expect that this guy couldn't get in touch with me, and I didn't know where to run.
Gone!"
Xiang Queji's face turned pale. The situation at that time was indeed quite critical. If he and the Shushan Sword Master had not used the Eight Desolations Spiritual Power, the outcome of the tough battle in Penglai would have been hard to say.
Therefore, Xiang Que couldn't help but give Jiang Taixu some eye drops, so that when the young master aunt meets him in the future, she might be able to help him out.
Feng Xiaosu glanced at him lightly and said: "I have long been used to his elusiveness. I have been looking for this man for thousands of years and I haven't even found a hair on his face. What do you think this is?"
Xiang Que beat his chest and said, "You are so unhuman and unnatural!"
"You don't need to cry here. Do you think that if I see him in the future, I will still be willing to go out for you and attack him? We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's too late to express our feelings to each other. How can I think about goodbye?"
of?"
Xiang Que: "Gah?"
Sure enough, women who fall in love are irrational, and their IQ doesn't exist at all.
Feng Xiaosu lazily raised his hand and pointed behind him. He turned back to Xiang Que and looked at the top of Yujing Peak.
The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, making it impossible to see what was really there.
If Xiang Que was still in the saint realm, it would be normal to be invisible. But now that he is a great saint, but he still can't see the top of Yujing Peak clearly, it can only be said that the restriction here is quite strong.
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The sword master of Shu Mountain, the supreme sword master, is at the top of Yujing Peak?
Xiang Que was quite curious. How arrogant you must be to be able to give such an awesome name.
But Xiang Que knew that the other party did have the arrogant capital. If nothing else, everything in Penglai could be turned into a sword. Xiang Que estimated that except for the Immortal Emperor, no one in the world would be able to survive the next incident unscathed.
Xiang Que strolled towards the top of the peak. When he came before the clouds and mist, he saw a path suddenly revealed in the mist, and then extended all the way to the depths, but there was still nothing visible in the depths.
When Xiang Que stepped up, he immediately felt that this was a secret realm, similar to the forbidden place in Xiandu Mountain, and any place like this was a top priority for an immortal sect.
, unless the sect is involved in a major event or is an extremely important disciple, the rest of the people will never have the chance to take a step forward.
So, Xiang Que suddenly became arrogant.
My buddies are indeed excellent wherever they go, who wouldn't take them seriously?
Not to mention the Yunshan Sect, it is the same in Xiandu Mountain and the Jiuhua Immortal Sect. It is still the same after arriving in Shushan.
If I'm not proud, who is?
However, suddenly, when Xiang Que stepped on this path deep in the clouds and mist, he instantly realized that the endless sword intent was everywhere around him.
It was as if all the pores on his body had been pointed by a sword, and then he might have been pierced into a hedgehog in a matter of seconds.
Xiang Que had never encountered this creepy feeling before.
This is much more terrifying than the sound of thousands of swords in Shushan.
It's like the sky and the earth are filled with swords, and you have nowhere to hide.
Xiang Que took a deep breath, closed his eyes and let his heart completely calm down.
Although he knew that this was a secret forbidden area in Shushan Mountain, and that the Supreme Sword Lord could not let him be pricked into a hedgehog when he came over, the sense of crisis that he was facing a desperate situation was not fake.
So Xiang Que's feeling is that he will definitely not die, but he will definitely not feel comfortable.
"What the hell is this place?" Xiang Que muttered with a frown, but no one gave him any answer.
Suddenly, Xiang Que's feeling became more real, as if all the clouds and mist around him had turned into a sword.
Once upon a time in Penglai, everything could be turned into a sword.
The current situation is that the world is full of swords.
Xiang Que looked forward and said: "If there is a sword in my heart, is it a sword everywhere..."
As soon as Xiang Que finished speaking, he heard a spiritual thought coming from the clouds.
"You realized it a little faster than I thought. When Han Jingfeng came in, it took him seven days to figure it out."
"It took twenty-three days to show off."
"Herring, thirty-two days..."
The corner of Xiang Que's mouth twitched a few times, and he was speechless for a while. Does this thing take so long to comprehend?
Then Master Gu Long had this kind of artistic conception many years ago.
If you have a sword in your heart, the world will be full of swords. If you have a sword in your heart, the world will be full of swords.
The top masters in martial arts novels have already reached this level.
Of course, Xiang Que thinks so, but he definitely wouldn't say that, otherwise his strength will be gone.
After that divine thought came over, the clouds and mist suddenly melted away, and the sword intent that filled the sky disappeared.
Everything returns to zero.
So, Xiang Que saw a young man on the top of Yujing Peak, holding a water bottle and watering the flowers and plants in front of him. It felt very comfortable.
But at the same time, you can also feel a soaring sword intent from his body.
And when the other party looked over, the sword intention also flashed across his face.
But no one was hurt.
Is this easy to retract?
Xiang Que came to the other party. Although he knew that this person was the sword master of Shushan, the Supreme Sword Lord, he still couldn't help but ask: "Sect Master?"
"Why, it doesn't look like it?"
Xiang Que shook his head and said: "It's a bit different, but there's nothing surprising. A master of your level can already transform his appearance at will, but I can't see it."
"What level am I, a great sage, a half-step emperor, or an immortal emperor?"
Xiang Que was silent for a moment. He suddenly had a very contradictory feeling. He couldn't sense any of the other party's cultivation.
This is definitely not a state of returning to nature. The other party has not hidden his cultivation. He cannot be an Immortal Emperor. However, with the realm of Great Sage Xiangque, he cannot see it. How can this not be contradictory?
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. In this life, I only practiced swordsmanship. If you don't surpass me in swordsmanship, you won't be able to tell what kind of cultivation I am."
Xiang Que understood a little bit. This sword master only cultivates swords, just like Cui Shang, the master of Xiandu Mountain, only cultivates restraints. They have reached the pinnacle in this field. You can no longer look at ordinary cultivators.
They are.
It is said that even the Immortal Emperor may not be able to match Cui Shang's accomplishments in the art of restraint.
Then come to think of it, is this sword master the same?
In the Immortal World, there is really no shortage of outstanding cultivators. People who are not Immortal Emperors but have cultivation levels that are not weaker than Immortal Emperors are terrifying enough to think about.