"One sword frost cold fourteen states."

Chen Xiu recited silently and swung his sword at will.

A gorgeous sword light of more than ten meters long penetrated like lightning, crushing a short thatched hut in front of him into pieces, leaving a deep gully.

A faint weak and helpless black shadow disappeared into the sword light in an instant.

"Saturday, elder, the monster has been saved."

Chen Xiu was satisfied with collecting the sword and told a thin black farmer next to him.

Is this salvation?

The old farmer was still immersed in the fleeting sword light, and a poetic feeling that could not be described in words arose in his heart.

And deep confusion.

It's just a deal with a lowest grass demon.

Can you use such a vast sword energy?

Grass monsters are monsters formed by mutating plants and trees. They can destroy crops, prey on small livestock, and even eat young children.

So the old farmer invited Taoist priests from Qingyun Temple nearby to eliminate the monsters, but the monsters were apart, but the hut was also destroyed.

"Promise reward."

Chen Xiu looked at the old farmer with a smile.

For the sake of the sword energy just now, the old farmer took out a hundred coins of copper and handed them to Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu's eyes were straightened. One hundred cents could buy ten kilograms of rice, which was enough for him and his master to eat for half a month.

Chen Xiu said goodbye with the money and was secretly glad that fortunately the old man didn't ask him to pay for the cottage, otherwise he would have lost money this trip.

"Let's walk," the old farmer shouted from behind.

Chen Xiu didn't look back and ran away without a trace.

On the mountain path, Chen Xiu hummed a song and walked.

I saw him wearing a neat water and fire robe, slender figure, beautiful and handsome. He looked around and looked at him, and there seemed to be stars flashing in his eyes, like a beautiful boy walking out of the scroll.

Chen Xiu has been in this world for a month. He was a graduate who had just finished his college entrance examination.

When he was alone at home, he closed the door, prepared tissues, and secretly beat him...

Open an ancient book of poetry.

Reading poetry is Chen Xiu’s little hobby.

I was reading it so hard that I suddenly found an ancient bamboo slip in the pages, like a bookmark.

The bamboo slips feel soft when touched, unlike bamboo.

Chen Xiu thought of an ancient Tang Dynasty legend, which was a kind of insect that liked to eat book pages, called bookworms.

When a bookworm eats pages, if he eats three "gods" characters in a row, he will become the spirit of the book.

When a person eats the "Shu", he will ascend in the sun and become a god.

Chen Xiu hurriedly flipped through the book and found that there were indeed three words "God" missing on the pages.

So Chen Xiu threw the "Shu" into the pot, added a little salt, chicken essence, sesame oil, chopped green onion, ginger, etc. and cooked a soup, and then ate it. He tried it and would not get pregnant.

The reason for adding seasoning is that "Si Shu" looks very unpalatable, and as a decent person, Chen Xiu certainly cannot treat himself badly in his food.

After eating, I slept for a while and woke up and found that I had not become an immortal, but was in this strange world, an ancient world where monsters and monsters were rampant.

Chen Xiu was also puzzled. Which step was wrong? Can't he cook it?

After traveling through time, Chen Xiu also found that he had another talent.

He can transform poetry into specific skills.

As long as he concentrates, he can see a phantom of a bamboo slip in his palm. There is a poem engraved on it, and then throws out the bamboo slip. The skills shown in the poem will be released.

The skill shown in the poem "One sword frost and the fourteen states" is a huge sword energy.

Drawing bamboo slips is like drawing cards, you can draw different verses every time.

Chen Xiu returned to Yehu Slope, and there was a Qingyun Temple on the slope. There were two Taoist priests in the temple, one was an old Taoist priest and the other was a little Taoist priest.

Legend has it that some foxes appear and become spirits, so they are called Yehupo. There are wastelands and graves nearby, and no one dares to come here at night.

The little Taoist priest with a sword came to the gate of the ancient Taoist temple. A breeze blew, rolled up a few fallen leaves, and kissed them gently under his feet.

The exterior wall of the Taoist temple collapsed halfway, with only a little outline left. The three words "Qingyun Temple" on the plaque were peeling off, making it look ancient and clumsy.

Looking at the dilapidated "home", Chen Xiu shook his head slightly. He wanted to save money to repair the Taoist temple, but now eating has become a problem.

When I entered the door, there was a large copper tripod in the yard. There was only incense ash in the tripod and no incense because I couldn't afford it.

In fact, the master is quite famous, but the location of Qingyun Temple is not good and belongs to the grave-view room, so there are very few pilgrims.

Chen Xiu came to the backyard, passed by a wing room, and looked at the door with a warm look.

That was the room of Master Li Nanxuan. If it weren't for Master's intake, Chen Xiu would have found it difficult for him to gain a foothold in this world.

Li Nanxuan is a sword immortal of a generation and is known as the Immortal of Nanxuan.

He once made all the flowers bloom in Shenjing with one thought.

He once broke into Kunlun alone and lost hundreds of immortals in a row.

He once entered the demon country and blocked all demons with one sword.

The 36 styles of Zhenwu he founded were also known as the first fighting method in the world.

These are all said by Li Nanxuan himself, and there is no fictional and exaggerated element.

After being invincible in the world, Li Nanxuan even challenged the way of heaven and wanted to ascense.

As a result, the way of heaven did not talk about immortal virtues and attacked Li Nanxuan with unprecedented five consecutive whip and thunder tribulations.

Li Nanxuan was careless.

After the failure of the tribulation, Li Nanxuan returned to ordinary people, lived in seclusion, was indifferent to fame and fortune, and just wanted to do some good deeds.

Li Nanxuan's current cultivation level is less than one percent of that of his heyday.

But even if the cultivation level is less than one percent, no more than five people in the world can surpass him.

Li Nanxuan acted in a low-key manner, afraid that he would cause unnecessary trouble after his whereabouts were leaked, so he told Chen Xiu not to tell anyone.

Chen Xiu was also keeping his mouth shut, this was a little secret between the master and the apprentice.

Chen Xiu was afraid of disturbing his master's rest, so he tiptoed back to his room.

Chen Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, grabbed a bamboo slip, and slowly played with it in his palm.

Only he himself could see the phantom of this bamboo slip, with a poem engraved on it: "True Qi nourishes the mysterious fetus."

This is a Yin Simplified.

Bamboo slips are divided into Yang slips and Yin slips. Yang slips are combat-type, while Yin slips are auxiliary slips.

Chen Xiu took the bamboo slips like a walnut plate. He had been playing with the bamboo slips for more than ten days. During the game, he felt that a stream of energy continued to inject into his body.

Sweet, warm, and smooth.

Judging from the poem "True Qi nourishes the mysterious fetus" on the bamboo slip, this energy should be called true Qi.

Before I knew it, I spent three or four hours.

Chen Xiu slowly stood up, and his body suddenly made a crackling sound like fried beans. He felt the true energy in his body swelling, and his every move activates endless power.

Chen Xiu took out a thread-bound book from the cabinet, and the cover reads "Three Years of Iron Clothing Shirt Five Years of Golden Bell Cover".

This is a quick martial arts book.

Just practice according to the book.

It takes three years to practice an iron shirt.

It can be practiced into a golden bell cover in five years.

When he first became a disciple, Li Nanxuan said that Chen Xiu's spiritual roots were too bad and he could not practice advanced skills, so he could only practice some low-level ones first.

Then, Li Nanxuan asked Chen Xiu what kind of skills he wanted to learn.

Chen Xiu said that he wanted to learn some defensive and invulnerable to swords and guns.

Li Nanxuan flipped through the pile of debris for a long time and slapped the dusty book "Three Years of Iron Clothing and Five Years of Golden Bell Cover" on Chen Xiu's face.

Chen Xiu turned the booklet one side and saw a line of small words written on the bottom of the book: "Chen Jishu's bookstore publishes, priced at five cents, and printed two million copies."

Such high-end goods are only sold for 5 cents, and Chen Xiu couldn't help but sigh at the cheapness of knowledge.

It’s not that Chen Xiu had doubts, his master was bragging.

After all, the master’s past experiences, let alone all the real ones, even if one is true, he is a true master.

However, when practicing this secret book, the master only gave Chen Xiu a few words.

Chen Xiu practiced accordingly, and in less than ten breaths, he practiced the iron shirt and golden bell cover that would take at least three to five years for others to practice.

Chen Xiu believed it.

It turns out that the master is really a legendary master.

He gave a few tips, and it was as good as others' years of hard work.

A person who sees through the essence in one second is naturally very different from a person who takes several years to see through the essence.
Chapter completed!