My name is Xiao Yan and I am a traveler.
It's just that, compared to those who passed the predecessors who either saved the world or laid the harem, my more than ten years of traveling experience, I can't really take it...
In the ten years since I came to the cultivation world, I have done two things...
First, when I was eight years old, I copied more than a dozen poems at a stretch. I was trying to fool the private school elders who often beat my palms. As a result, I was accidentally seen by the passing Master Zhang, who was terrified on the spot. , Crying and shouting, begging me to ask Zhang.
Second, on the second day of worshipping the Cloud Sect, he was found to be born with a lack of meridians, and he never wanted to be energetic all his life. He was kicked to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion overnight by an angry teacher.
Then I spent ten years in Cloud Pavilion...
To be honest, I have been doing really well for more than ten years. I eat and drink every day. There should be quite a lot of treatment. I am also respected everywhere. Even if the true disciples see me, they should respectfully call Brother Shi.
My usual work is just simple cleaning. When I'm idle, I can take a few swords and come out to read it. Anyway, I have a natural meridian and I have no hope of breaking through the realm of nourishment. There is no such thing as stealing or learning problem.
It is a pity that such a moist day seems to be coming to an end...
Three years ago, the cultivation world began to be chaotic. The birth of the Immortal and the resurrection of the Devil Emperor, the several forbidden places were the same as the appointment. One by one ran out, the Pure Yang Palace, the Temple of Eternal Life, the Laoshan, and these monsters. Like crazy, grievances of tens of thousands of years erupted overnight, killing blood flow into rivers, and after three years, smashed most of the cultivation world.
A few days ago, my cheap master came to sect did not know if he had found his conscience, but actually came to the Tibetan sword pavilion quietly, and stuffed a few void symbols, saying that if something happened, it was used to escape. ...
The old man may be confused, if something really happened, I am a waste person born with a lack of meridians, relying on a few broken void symbols, I can escape to be a ghost...
Forget it, still take advantage of the time, write the relics first, and then talk about it, anyway, it is also a traversal, so you can't die so unclear...
The suicide note of a traveler
"This is Cangjian Pavilion? Am I dead? How could I be in Cangjian Pavilion?" Xiao Yan opened his eyes strenuously. What he saw at first glance was actually Cangjian Pavilion. He hadn't waited for Xiao Yan to figure out what was going on. In the meantime, countless memories have poured out of my mind.
After a long period of incense, Xiao Yan was stunned and recovered...
"I actually crossed again?"
Yes, it crossed again!
Fortunately, this trip is not outrageous, it is also in Cultivation World, and it is also asking Jianzong, but the time spans tens of thousands of years, and it is attached to a young boy who is also called Xiao Yan. The identity is to ask the disciples of Yuhengfeng, one of the 12 peaks of Jianzong.
"It's strange, that when Sword Sect was killed in the Black Abyss from top to bottom, even my fish, which was missing from the net, died with the Emperor Yuan thirty years later. How did the ancestors of Sword Sect still exist after tens of thousands of years, Who passed it down?"
Could it be that the old man left behind?
No, the old man was holding a mortal heart before going into the depths of the black abyss. He once pulled himself to account for the future. That was the last time the two had talked, and even the location of the seven secret bins was told to themselves. The entire Wenjianzong was handed over to his own hands. If there is such a backhand, the old man cannot fail to tell himself...
However, if it is not a follower left by the old man in advance, what is the situation with this question now?
"I can be caught by me this time, Xiao Yan you are so brave, actually stealing swordsmanship in the Tibetan sword pavilion..." Just when Xiao Yan was thinking about it, a voice passed from behind come.
"Yeah" Xiao Yan was a little unhappy. Which elder's apprentice was so unruly? What did he yell at Zangjian Pavilion and turned back to let his master take care of it.
It seems wrong...
I have forgotten that I have crossed again. It is now tens of thousands of years later, and I am no longer the one who must give face to the Tibetan sword pavilion...
"You thought I didn't know that the last time you were defeated by me with a ghost , you will definitely come to Zangjian Pavilion to peek at the sword score. How about Xiao Yan, after peeking for so long, have you come up with a way to break me down?" The man who came here was in his twenties, and he looked very handsome, but his smile was a little annoying, proud and exaggerated.
"Cut ghosts and gods" Xiao Yan also noticed when he heard the other party saying that there were really two things where he woke up just now.
One is the suicide note written by myself tens of thousands of years ago, and the other is the sword spectrum of the ghosts and gods.
The suicide note is nothing. For the cultivation World, simplified Chinese characters are basically equivalent to the heavenly book. Even if it is put in the Tibetan sword pavilion for tens of thousands of years, no one knows what this is.
But slashing ghosts...
According to the memory left by his predecessor, it seems that he is now asking one of Jianzong's three tricks. Without Zongmen's permission, he would be considered a rogue if he glanced at him, and he would be faced with him for ten years.
"..." For a moment, Xiao Yan was a little crying and laughing. This former predecessor with the same name really left a lot of trouble for you. You said that what you do is not good, you must come to the Tibetan sword pavilion to steal swordsmanship, Even if you steal the sword, you still steal the ghosts and gods, this thing was placed in the sword ancestors tens of thousands of years ago, at most it is an entry sword, you secretly learn such an entry sword, and then let me It's okay for you to blame it...
"Now I see how you quibble, sneak into the Tibetan sword pavilion to peek at the ghost, are you ready for the dry food on the wall?
When the other person was smug, Xiao Yan also found out the identity of this person from the memory of his predecessor. This person is called Song Tianxing. Like Xiao Yan, they used to ask Jianzong's disciples because they were once The task was filled with grudges, and it was beaten back and forth dozens of times, all the way from the outer door into the inner door, one into Yu Hengfeng, and one into Tianxing Peak.
However, Song Tianxing had better luck. He made great achievements at the time of Tian Xingfeng, and was awarded the ghost and spirit of the three cuts and five tricks. Ten days ago, Song Tianxing, who succeeded in killing the ghosts and gods, came to the door, defeating Xiao Yan with one move, and threatened to see him once. Hit once...
It turned out that I was waiting here...
It is a pity that although I am also called Xiao Yan, but you have to see me and beat me once, the difficulty seems a bit...
"Who told you that I came to steal swordsmanship?"
Song Tianxing froze for a moment. I leaned on. Why is the line a bit wrong?
At this time, shouldn't you kneel down and beg me not to report you? Then I refused you coldly, and you cried and cried when you held my legs, and said that you must change your pain in the future, follow my language to educate you, and thank you Dade for kowtowing to me, and finally I will send you Report it.
This is the correct script...
How did you do it, change the lines yourself, how can you still play?
No, I have to correct you.