The drunk Taoist and Fairy Liubo looked at each other and both showed a wry smile. Both of them had lived hundreds of years, and they were a little embarrassed by Ye Xiaochuan's nonsense.
The drunk Taoist sighed and said, "Xiaochuan, what are you going to do?"
Ye Xiaochuan stopped and said with a dry smile: "The sound insulation effect of this house is not good, I plan to spend the night at Senior Brother Zhu's place."
The drunk Taoist stepped forward, slapped Ye Xiaochuan on the head, and said angrily: "This is Fairy Liubo, don't talk nonsense."
When Ye Xiaochuan heard the words Liubo Fairy, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Of course she had heard of the name Liubo Fairy, and she was one of the top masters in the world. However, in the past hundred years, she rarely showed up, but
His disciple Baili Yuan has been extremely active in the past ten years, and was rated as one of the six fairies in the world by those who do good things.
How could Ye Xiaochuan dare to be so presumptuous in front of such a beautiful fairy who was famous all over the world? He hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: "Junior Ye Xiaochuan, I have met senior Liu Bo."
Fairy Liubo's expression was as usual, but the look in her eyes had a special meaning. She stared at Ye Xiaochuan, as if she wanted to see through Ye Xiaochuan. She also seemed to see something between Ye Xiaochuan's eyebrows.
Another person.
Ye Xiaochuan felt that Fairy Liubo was staring at this, feeling a little at a loss.
After a while, Fairy Liubo finally said: "Yes, yes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Zui Lao, it seems that this world belongs to them, and we are all old."
The drunk Taoist smiled bitterly and said: "Fairy, you are joking. If you say I am old, it is true. Fairy is not old."
Zui Taoist said it right. Although Fairy Liubo is almost four hundred years old now, she is accomplished in Taoism and has a good appearance. She looks like a beautiful lady in her early thirties, with fair skin and no lines at the corners of her eyes.
Dignified, virtuous, graceful, and sitting casually, he has an approachable and touching temperament.
On the contrary, Taoist Zui was about the same age as her, but now he had wrinkles all over his head and his hair was full, and he looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
The drunk Taoist didn't want to exchange greetings with Fairy Liubo on this issue, so he asked Ye Xiaochuan: "Xiaochuan, when did you reach the fifth level of air control, and you also signed up to participate in the martial arts competition. You don't agree with such a big thing.
Let me tell you something for my teacher."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned by what his teacher said. Normally, his master basically didn't care about his cultivation. At this moment, there was an outsider, Fairy Liubo, present. This old drunkard, pretending to be a master, actually started to care about his own cultivation.
Cultivation has come.
He said a little depressed: "Old Jiu... Master, I also want to talk to you, but since I was imprisoned in Siguo Cliff three months ago, you have never visited me once, and I can't come out.
It was that grunt bird that brought me food again, and I have no chance to tell you."
The drunk Taoist was a little embarrassed. He coughed and argued: "I didn't go to Siguoya to visit you. It was for your own good. I didn't want to disturb your practice. Now it seems that I really have foresight..."
The drunk Taoist boasted a lot, which probably meant that if he went to the back mountain to visit Ye Xiaochuan, Ye Xiaochuan would not be able to practice with peace of mind, let alone break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of flying in the air in such a short period of time.
Fairy Liubo listened for a while and felt that Master Zui was a bit disgusting, so she said, "Xiaochuan, you have grown up, do you have a woman you like?"
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, but Master Zui was not surprised.
Ye Xiaochuan chuckled and said: "The woman you like? Not yet. Does the fairy have any connections to introduce to the younger generation?"
Fairy Liubo's face did not change, and she glanced at the drunk Taoist beside her intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "Okay, your master and I are old friends. I will take the life-long events of his disciples into my heart. If there is a suitable person,
I will help you keep an eye on the candidate."
Of course, Ye Xiaochuan would not take Fairy Liubo's words seriously. He was polite in such a situation. When he just asked Fairy Liubo to introduce the person, he had roughly guessed that Fairy Liubo would answer like this.
Fairy Liubo asked Ye Xiaochuan some more questions, mostly about cultivation. In front of Fairy Liubo, an outsider, Ye Xiaochuan would not be so stupid as to think that he had discovered an ancient thing on the cliff of Siguo Cliff in the back mountain.
When I told him about the cultivation books, he just said that after being imprisoned in Siguo Cliff three months ago, he changed his past and devoted himself to studying the Yin and Yang of Cangyun Sect. Two months ago, he finally paid off and transformed Yin and Yang.
The true method of Qiankun Dao has been cultivated to the fifth level of controlling the air and controlling objects.
The main attention of Fairy Liubo and Taoist Zui was on Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation. As for the strange fairy sword on Ye Xiaochuan's body, they didn't pay attention to it. Mr. Zui didn't ask about the fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand.
Where did it come from.
Fairy Liubo stayed for about two sticks of incense. Seeing that it was getting very late, she got up and left.
After Fairy Liubo got up and left, Ye Xiaochuan returned to the house and rummaged through the cabinets, looking for something. After a while, he found a rusty iron sword from a broken wooden box under the bed.
This was when he was practicing the Cangyun Sword Technique. His master randomly found him an iron sword from the weapon refining hall. It had not been used for several years and the iron sword was already rusty.
Of course, what Ye Xiaochuan was looking for was not this iron sword that was almost dead. He took out the iron sword and threw it aside. Then he took out the edgeless sword hilt from his arms. With a thought, the edgeless sword glowed dark green.
In a flash, the ancient sword body covered with vicissitudes of inscriptions was revealed.
Ye Xiaochuan inserted the divine sword into the wooden scabbard where he had just found the iron sword. The size and length were just right. He also knew that his bladeless divine sword had a good background, so he should not put away the edge of the divine sword in the future to avoid being cultivated.
The master saw it and robbed it.
The scabbard I found after rummaging through the cabinet was a little dirty and had a lot of insect holes, but at least it was much safer than not having a scabbard at all.
Of course, one of the reasons is the fear of being snatched by an expert. Another reason is that if you don't hold a sword in your hand, how can you be called a swordsman?
When he was in the dining hall just now, he saw Li Xuanyin and Shangguan Yu from the Xuantian Sect, both carrying a wide scabbard behind their backs. If they wanted to do more, they would do it. He got inspiration from this and wanted to do it.
Ichiban.
He found a rag, dipped it in water, wiped off the dirt on the scabbard, then found a black strip of cloth, tied the Excalibur and the scabbard behind his back, walked around the house several times, and took
Looking up and down and left and right in the bronze mirror, I immediately felt like a young hero who slayed demons, hoeed the strong and supported the weak, grinning proudly, which was very vulgar.
