Qingshan Inn was originally an ordinary restaurant at the foot of Qingyang Mountain. Most of the people who stayed there on weekdays were businessmen, diners, and tourists on their way.
In recent days, even restaurant owners can see the influx of martial arts cultivators.
Shen Xiu was sitting on a guest seat next to the bed on the second floor, staring at the crowds of people on the street, muttering something to himself.
"Zhang Daming, martial arts cultivator, first-level body training..."
"Yitoulu, martial arts, three realms of bone-cutting..."
"Zhao San, Xuan Xiu, first-level Qi training..."
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Every time Shen Xiu uttered a sentence, outsiders could not detect that there was a strange luster flowing in his deep eyes.
This is the effect of him using the Double Eyes.
You can see other people's names and their level of cultivation, but you can't see other information.
This was a function he discovered by chance before on a whim. For example, he knew the name of the ancestor of the Yun family and his level of cultivation when he saw it before.
The ancestor of the Yun family is named Yunyang, and his cultivation is indeed the eighth realm of Huanyuan.
Apart from this, I can't see anything else, but these alone made Shen Xiu feel a little more at ease.
After all, after sitting at the window for such a long time, Shen Xiu sometimes had nothing to do. Even when he used his Double-pupil Heavenly Eye to check the people passing by under the window one by one, he didn't see a few martial arts cultivators above the fifth realm.
However, this kind of data is very one-sided. After all, it is impossible for a master like the ancestor of the Yun family to wander around the streets like this.
So familiar with the ability, I watched with boredom.
However, Shen Xiu noticed that a young man ran into the restaurant in a hurry from outside, and then there was a burst of discussion and noise inside the restaurant.
Chen Xiu felt a little strange and listened carefully, but he heard that it was probably about a woman named Liu Yuexue.
As for why he knew, it was because there were two men in brocade clothes across from him, one of whom was also enthusiastically educating the other man, who was also quite confused.
"The little sword god from Qingxizhai in Yunlin County doesn't even know about it.
The little sword god's real name is Liu Yuexue. It is said that her master, the old man Sanjian, picked her up from a pack of wolves in the wilderness during a rare June snowstorm, so she was named accordingly.
As for her nickname of Little Sword God, it comes from her extreme obsession with swordsmanship.
Can you imagine that a three-year-old child starts to face the stone wall and practices swordsmanship for ten years, and then at the age of eleven, he learns about Qi refining and enters the path of immortality?
Then at the age of fifteen, he entered the realm of Zifu and became a sword cultivator in the Six Realms of Xuanxiu.
This is impressive, but what's even more amazing is that two years ago, she challenged her master Sanjian Old Man alone and almost won.
Of course, the result was still a loss, but she took over two swords from the old man with three swords, but this was enough to make her proud. After that, the name of the Little Sword God spread in Yunlin County.
I see that you, a fake Yunlin person, as a Xuanxiu cultivator, don’t even know her name.”
The young man in brocade clothes danced and talked endlessly, as if he had become the girl who practiced swordplay regardless of the cold or heat, walking around with the sword and looking down at everything.
Shen Xiu on the side simply listened, and the figure of a young girl who practiced sword fighting independently, regardless of the cold or summer, spring and autumn, was stubborn and never gave up.
Slowly emerged from my mind.
"I have seen Liu Yuexue's portrait. The little sword god is not at the bottom. He should be in the carriage in the middle."
Staring at the steady carriage that was driving quietly, he glanced at the female disciples of Qingxi Zhai next to him. The young man in golden clothes also turned around to explain to his companions opposite.
Then he turned his head and stared intently at the curtain on the carriage that fluttered slightly as he walked, as if he wanted to see through it.
Until we see clearly the true face of the sword madman in Lushan.
Shen Xiu glanced at the carriage and saw nothing.
It's just that God's will doesn't seem to want these eager people to get their wish. The slightly swaying car curtains are driving along the official road, and the car curtains never flutter much.
Why are the streets in Qingshan Town so flat?
Some martial arts cultivators in Qingshan Tower began to blame those who had done nothing in Qi Zhenshi.
The carriage is moving.
The car curtain swayed slightly, and the little sword god inside seemed to have no intention of opening the curtain to take a look at the scenery of Qingshan Town.
This disappointed many people in the restaurant.
But then, the crowd in the restaurant widened their eyes.
The carriage was driving slowly, and the hard wheels rolled on the solid stone road, making a creaking sound.
The sound echoed above Qingshan Town, but it turned and drove towards the restaurant.
There were shouts and shouts everywhere.
But the steady carriage did not stop at the teahouse, but continued along the stone path of the square.
"I understand, the little sword god is going to Huajianlou."
Someone in the restaurant exclaimed.
Huajianlou is one of the best restaurants in Qingshan Town, facing the Qingshan Mountains. It is famous for its extremely elegant appearance and quietness during leisure time. It is the favorite place of countless dignitaries and practitioners.
The monk who made the sound did not guess wrong. The carriage moved forward slowly, and then really stopped slowly in front of Huajianlou.
Then a plain white wrist on the car curtain opened the car curtain, and two girls walked out.
The leader is calm and quiet, obviously a little older, while the girl behind him is petite and still childish.
Both of them wore the same snow-white plain skirt, tied with a slender belt, revealing their delicate figures.
Especially the woman at the front, with willow eyebrows and eyes like clear springs.
Everyone in the restaurant held their breath, as if they saw the elegant snow lotus standing proudly on the cliff in the wind and snow.
"It's really beautiful."
After seeing his face clearly, the young man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment, let out a sigh, then opened his lips slightly and murmured to himself. "She is so beautiful, if she really takes her home, my old man will be so happy that he will wake up laughing even in his sleep..." …”
Just as the young man in brocade finished speaking, the cold girl at the head suddenly frowned and glanced far away in this direction.
For an instant, Shen Xiu next to him felt as if his chest was slightly suffocated, and he felt a strong breath rushing towards his face, like a needle prick.
Looking at the girl's eyes again, there seemed to be streams of radiant sword light flowing in them, making it difficult for people to look directly at them.
The young man in brocade took a step back and paused.
At this moment, the skirt around the girl's waist moved slightly, as if a breeze was blowing, and then a stream of light rushed towards her face.
呲.
An almost invisible stream of light, spanning a distance of more than ten feet, suddenly flashed past the young man in brocade clothes opposite Chen Xiu.