this infinite world

The peaks of Shu Mountain soar into the sky like floating clouds.

It is said that there is a sword immortal who practices diligently there, relying on a flying sword to go in and out of the sky, fly across mountains and rivers, and traverse the universe, playing around in the world and having a great time...

"Master! I'm back!"

But today, a roar that echoed throughout the sect broke the silence of this beautiful place that was hard to reach in the mortal world. Before the sound resounded through the air, a figure riding a sword cut through the protective barrier and broke straight into the sect's core hall...and what was surprising was that everyone else in the sect looked as if they were accustomed to Luo Yinglong's transgression.

"Another junior brother is back...how many times has this happened?"

"Alas, there is nothing we can do. It is said that geniuses always have many quirks. Junior Brother is the only orthodox cultivator in Shushan besides our master. If he treats people as perfectly as our senior brother, then we will really have no way to survive..."

"Yes, this is more humane...at least it doesn't have that condescending attitude."

But Luo Yinglong didn't care about the whispers of others. After smashing the two doors, the young man first somersaulted in the air and made a perfect diving move. Then he picked up the Fuxi sword floating beside him with one hand and said to the old man sitting on the cushion in front of him with a show-off: "Look! How about it! I got it from another Shushan plane!"

"...You kid."

The old man on the cushion opened his eyes, looked at the smug Luo Yinglong, and involuntarily touched his two snow-white eyebrows.

Even the accomplished immortal "White Eyebrow" sometimes couldn't help but feel extremely helpless about the actions of his disciple from the main god space: "I was teaching you the sword method, but you actually barged in like this. Do you still act like a senior brother..."

"what?"

Luo Yinglong was stunned at first, then he realized that on the side of the hall, a beautiful girl about twelve or thirteen years old was practicing swordsmanship with a long sword in her hand, and was staring at him blankly.

"Teacher, senior brother..."

"Ah, Nian Nian, I'm sorry to interrupt your sword practice."

Luo Yinglong smiled and took out a handful of natural treasures from the space ring and handed them over. But when he saw that the beautiful girl was still staring at the Fuxi Sword in his hand with dissatisfaction, Luo Yinglong smiled and handed the Fuxi Sword over: "Here, my master and I have something to do next, Nian Nian, you can play with it first, remember not to break it..."

"it is good!"

"Even though he has experienced death once, he is still so immature..."

Seeing Luo Yinglong handing this rare magical weapon to his junior sister as a toy like coaxing a child, Baimei shook his head. As an immortal, he could see Luo Yinglong's transformation, but it was also because of this rebirth that the calamity in the young man's body disappeared, and his cultivation was more beneficial, which was actually a good thing in the long run.

Although he was secretly happy for this disciple, Baimei still deliberately put on a stern face and scolded him: "Since you are a senior brother, you should set a good example and not behave disrespectfully..."

"Alright, alright, Master, I didn't come back this time to listen to your nonsense."

Facing those words that sounded so annoying, Luo Yinglong just chuckled and interrupted the other party's preaching again: "Do you know how much I have gained this time?"

"……Um?"

Hearing Luo Yinglong's words, Bai Mei's tone suddenly showed a hint of surprise. With his eyesight, he could understand the quality of the Fuxi Sword that Luo Yinglong gave to his junior sister. Even in this dimension, only the Purple and Green Swords could be compared with it. But from what this unworthy disciple said, it was clear that the bigger thing was still to come... "Let me tell you, old man, I got something good this time."

As he spoke, Luo Yinglong, like a street vendor selling pirated CDs, first pretended to glance in the direction of the door he had knocked open, then secretly took out a jade slip and handed it to Baimei mysteriously: "This is the Basic Method of Taiqing Cultivation."

"Taiqing...Taiqing?"

Baimei first repeated the two words slowly, then used his spiritual sense to explore and took in all the skills in the jade slip. Then his face changed drastically, and his two pure white eyebrows began to tremble...

But Luo Yinglong hadn't discovered it yet, and just said with a beaming face: "Yes, it was passed down directly by Taiqing Daode Tianzun. It is said that my companions in the same Samsara team, as well as those who practice the skills of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, are all direct descendants..."

"evil creature!!!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded in the hall, and even caused some cracks to appear on the surrounding pillars. Only because Luo Yinglong was in the Nascent Soul stage at this moment did he not fly backwards. Despite this, the young man was still frightened and looked at Baimei blankly, because in his impression, his master had never been so angry...

"What, what happened... Master?"

"You still dare to ask me?"

Unlike his kind face just now, Baimei's eyebrows stood up in anger, not pretending at all: "Why dare you practice such an unorthodox way?"

“…Outsider?”

Listening to Baimei's words, Luo Yinglong could hardly believe his ears. He was stunned for several seconds before forcing a smile and said, "How could it be a foreign way? Master, are you getting old and confused? If it's the sword-controlling technique I learned from another Shushan, it's fine, but how can this technique be a foreign way?"

"I am, after all, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, so I naturally know that every word here is of great value. Moreover, although this technique can only be cultivated to the Golden Core stage, it has a lofty purpose. Both the rune analysis method and the rune calculation method are much better than what you taught me, Master..."

"Asshole, how dare you talk back!"

Before Luo Yinglong could finish his words, he was hit hard in the chest, and blood spurted out on the spot. His Nascent Soul was also severely damaged, and he fainted. The last words he said before he fainted were the chilling voice of Bai Mei -

"He is stubborn and rebellious. I, Baimei, do not have such a disciple. Throw him out."

"Master, Senior Brother Ke Luo..." It was a still quite young female voice.

"Shut up, don't you understand? He is a heretic and is no longer worthy of being my disciple. Letting him fend for himself is the mildest punishment..."

"From now on, there will be no more relationship of master and disciple between me, Baimei, and Luo Yinglong, and there will be no connection of teaching martial arts at all!"

After hearing this, Luo Yinglong could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood...

Completely, passed out. (End of this chapter)