Zhao Sheng couldn't help but stare, so he looked up again and met a pair of eyes as clear as water.
To be honest, he was just in a state of mind and had some reverie.
But facing these bright eyes, all his little thoughts disappeared in an instant.
Because he saw the fierce sword energy flowing in the depths of these clear and bright eyes. It seemed like an ancient well, but there was a chilling power behind it.
Zhao Sheng immediately stood up, raised his hands to his forehead, bowed deeply and said with great gratitude: "This life-saving grace will never be forgotten. Junior Zhao Sheng, dare I ask my senior's name!"
Zhao Sheng was actually a little abrupt, but the person opposite didn't care and responded calmly: "The Purple Sun is getting colder."
Zhao Sheng searched his memory and found Yue Qinghan's name among the Ziyang Sect's Jindan masters.
When did Ziyang Sect gain a female Golden Elixir cultivator?
After reciting the name twice in his mind, Zhao Sheng was thinking about how to speak next.
The female cultivator took the lead and asked, "Did you open up the medicinal field outside?"
Zhao Sheng was startled when he heard this. Then he thought about it and suddenly thought something bad in his heart.
He hurriedly raised his head, but because he was condescending, he suddenly saw Yue Qinghan's white neck and hooking collarbone, and his jade-colored skin reflected dazzling light through the thin gauze.
How fascinating!
But Zhao Sheng immediately looked away, not daring to offend the beauty.
It has to be said that Zhao Sheng has never seen such an otherworldly beauty like Yue Qinghan in his several lifetimes.
It would not be wrong to say that she was unparalleled in beauty, but the female cultivator's temperament was something he had only seen in three lifetimes, like a fairy who had been banished to the mortal world.
Zhao Sheng forcibly suppressed his thoughts and nodded respectfully: "Master Yue, that medicinal field was indeed opened by the juniors."
After hearing this, Yue Qinghan said directly: "Very good, I want that jade-blood tree. What do you want? Just ask."
"That's true." Zhao Sheng thought to himself.
But before he could respond, he felt his body light up, and then an irresistible force came over him.
The objects in front of my eyes suddenly became blurry, and I felt slightly dizzy.
When Zhao Sheng stood on his feet again, he found that he had reached the edge of the medicine field.
He had just come to his senses, but when he saw what was in front of him clearly, he was immediately startled.
I saw that most of the original slope collapsed, leaving only the medicinal field and a small area near the mountain wall intact.
In addition, Zhao Sheng also saw the dying high-level cloud dragon floating in the clouds and mist outside the cliff. Its body was covered with wounds that were deep enough to see the bones. There were cold sword intent bursting out of the wounds, hindering the cloud dragon's self-healing.
But this cloud dragon did not dare to escape, because at this time, it had a dragon-locking ring around its neck that was sputtering with dazzling lightning.
Obviously, it was conquered by Yue Qinghan.
Zhao Sheng only glanced at it and did not dare to look any further. He was afraid that the cloud dragon would turn its anger on him.
His small body cannot withstand Yunjiao's anger.
Zhao Sheng turned his head, but was attracted by the beautiful scenery again.
In front of his eyes, Yue Qinghan's skirt was fluttering, clouds and mist were lingering, and her back was facing the endless sea of fog. Her body was filled with color and her skin was glowing, making her look like a celestial being.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly had a realization that he might never forget the scene in front of him for the rest of his life.
He lowered his eyelids to hide the throbbing in his heart, and then said: "Master, if you like it, feel free to take it. A mere foreign thing can't be as big a gift as saving a life."
At this time, a smile suddenly flashed across Yue Qinghan's face, but his cold expression returned in an instant.
She shook her head, and the jade beads inserted diagonally in her bun were also shaking: "I never owe anyone karma."
Yue Qinghan is a sword cultivator of the Heart Sword style, and his state of mind has reached the state of clear sword heart.
In ancient times, an eminent monk left behind four mottos: "The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror; always brush it diligently to prevent any dust."
Although this proverb is not true, it still conveys some true meaning.
For swordsmen of the Shinken style, cause and effect are "dust".
Only if the sword is not stained with dust can it cut through eternity.
Cut off the cause and effect and cut off the common fate!
These six words are most appropriate when applied to Yue Qinghan and other Xinjian Liujian cultivators.
Of course, Zhao Sheng didn't know Yue Qinghan's character. He thought the other party was just being humble.
But after seeing Yue Qinghan's clear and bright eyes, Zhao Sheng fell silent.
He lowered his head and thought for a while.
He raised his head again, still shook his head, and said very sincerely: "I am very greedy. I want too many things, but I don't know what I really want. If a real person doesn't like to owe others karma, then
Just reward me with a few treasures. As long as the real person feels that we don't owe each other anything, that's fine."
After Yue Qinghan listened, his bright eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation.
Her expression moved slightly, and she looked at the person in front of her for the first time, and said: "You are very honest! This kind of temperament is very suitable for being a swordsman. It is better to switch to swordsmanship in the future."
Well,
After Zhao Sheng heard this, he was stunned.
"Does this mean you want to accept him as your disciple?"
But after seeing the other party's expression clearly, Zhao Sheng immediately put an end to this idea.
It was obvious that this Jindan sword cultivator had no intention of accepting a disciple.
It's just that her mind is like a sword, clear and clear, and she can say whatever comes to her mind.
After thinking about it, Zhao Sheng shook his head and said: "This junior also likes swords, but he has no intention of becoming a sword cultivator."
"Pity!"
After Yue Qinghan finished speaking, he took off the jade sword pendant from his skirt and handed it to Zhao Sheng. At the same time, he said: "I don't have a suitable treasure on me. This jade sword is a token. When you think of what you really want, you can
You can take it and go to Ziyang Sect to find me."
Zhao Sheng took the jade sword, bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the token. I will remember it."
Yue Qinghan quickly dug up the green blood treasure tree, including the soil and the tree.
After doing this, she said softly: "This spiritual land of yours is very rare, be careful not to expose it.
In addition, this Tianzhu Mountain has become a place of right and wrong. Soon more golden elixirs from various sects will arrive here. It is possible that there will be chaos for a while. Please come out with me."
After hearing this, Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I still have unfinished business and don't plan to go out now."
When the cold wave comes, it will be difficult to climb the Tianzhu.
If we go out now, it will take at least half a year before we can re-enter the mountain.
And coming in may not be as smooth as this time.
Zhao Sheng didn't want to risk his life, so he bet that Tianzhu Mountain was so vast that no one could discover it.
He has a great chance of winning the bet, because the slope is really extremely hidden, otherwise no one would have found it for hundreds of years.
"In that case, you can take care of yourself."
After Yue Qinghan finished speaking, he was ready to leave.
But before leaving, she suddenly threw something out and said at the same time: "Since you also like swords, you might as well think more about this thing in the future."
Zhao Sheng took the flying object and saw clearly that it was a bright pearl. A figure holding a sword flashed inside the pearl, and the surface revealed the spirit of the sword.
While Zhao Sheng was observing the jade beads, Yue Qinghan flew to the head of Yunjiao and held the dragon's horns with his jade hands.
Ouch!
With a loud roar that resounded through the sky, a large cloud of mist suddenly appeared under Yunjiao.
The clouds and mist rose, and the dragon and the female cultivator curled up into the sky.
Suddenly it flashed and disappeared into the boundless sea of mist.
"This is the real immortal cultivator!"
Zhao Sheng deeply felt that only someone like Yue Qinghan, who wields a sword and rides a dragon, and is as airy as an immortal, is the goal he should pursue.
People like Wei Wuwo, Chen Zichuan and others are just scumbags who have ruined the reputation of immortal cultivators!
But I don’t know when I could reach such a state.
Zhao Sheng looked up to the sky and sighed, sighing that the road to ascension was difficult and long.
After being silent for a long time, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and then laughed again.
In the laughter, the otherworldly female cultivator holding a sword and subduing the dragon turned into a beacon on the way to ascension, waiting for him to cross it.
I just wonder if the beauty will be there by then?