Cultivating Immortality Begins with Selling Oneself

Chapter 137 Breeze
Shen Mengwu's clear and frank voice completely dispelled Shen Fuyu's doubts, and Shen Fuyu calmly took the magic sword.

"In that case, thank you An Ning and A Wu."

Shen Fuyu couldn't wait to look at the magic sword, and his eyes were full of love for the magic sword.

Spiritual energy flowed around the immortal sword, and the tip of the sword was sharp and restrained. Shen Fuyu noticed that the word "Qingfeng" was written on the hilt.

"Qingfeng? Is your name Qingfengjian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingfeng Sword actually made two very intelligent buzzing sounds, as if responding to Shen Fuyu.

Shen Fuyu and the other two's eyes lit up instantly, and Shen Mengwu spoke.

"Shen Fuyu, the Immortal Sword seems to be responding to you."

Shen Mengwu widened her eyes and looked at the Qingfeng Sword with Shen Fuyu. Although they had already had a certain understanding of the special nature of this world, they were still a little curious as it was their first time coming into contact with a magical object.

Shen Mengning couldn't help but reach out and touch the magic sword, "I didn't expect that there was such a powerful figure among our ancestors."

Hearing the abbot say that the Qingfeng Sword was left by the ancestor, Shen Mengning felt very emotional. She had always thought that the Shen family was ordinary, at most a little richer than ordinary families. She never expected that their ancestor actually produced an immortal cultivator.

"Yes, why are our ancestors cultivators? But there is no one in our family who cultivates immortality?" Shen Mengwu asked in doubt.

Even the fact that she embarked on the path of cultivating immortals by chance was due to luck.

It has nothing to do with the family.

"Maybe something has happened?" Shen Fuyu replied, then looked at Shen Mengning with sparkling eyes, "Miss, why don't you practice martial arts with us? That way, if you encounter any problems, you will be able to protect yourself and won't be bullied without any ability to fight back."

Shen Mengwu nodded immediately and excitedly grabbed Shen Mengning's hand, "Yes, yes, sister, you can exercise with us."

The clear and pleasant voices of three girls could be heard from the rockery. They chatted casually and after returning to Shaohua Garden, they felt exhausted and fell asleep soon.

However, Shen Fuyu felt as if her body was floating up. She opened her eyes hazily and saw her body floating weakly in the air, including the Qingfeng Sword in Shen Fuyu's arms. Shen Fuyu widened her eyes and looked around vigilantly.

who is it! ?
Shen Fuyu subconsciously grasped the Qingfeng Sword, ready to attack immediately if someone appeared, and his whole body tensed up.

"My dear disciple, you are lucky."

"Saving someone actually gets me the divine sword."

When Shen Fuyu heard the annoying voice of the old man in black robe, his body relaxed slightly. It turned out to be his cheap master.

At least the old man in black robe would not hurt her for the time being, and Shen Fuyu's worries disappeared.

"Master, do you know that this is really scary? Next time you want to know something, just come to me during the day. I will tell you everything I know. There's no need to resort to such means."

Shen Fuyu looked at the old man in black robe with resentment in his eyes, and was very resistant to the old man's ghostly behavior.

Anyone who is sleeping soundly in the middle of the night and suddenly feels like their body is floating in the air would find it creepy!

The old man in black robe had a forced smile on his face, his eyes fixed on the Qingfeng Sword.

"Buzz!"

The Qingfeng Sword kept vibrating, as if it wanted to attack the old man in black robe.

As soon as Shen Fuyu grasped the hilt of the sword, a strong desire to fight arose in his heart. Shen Fuyu took a deep breath and suppressed the feeling that something was wrong.

"Master, Qingfeng Sword seems to want to attack you." Could it be that Qingfeng Sword has seen the old man in black robe before?

A bold guess emerged in Shen Fuyu's mind.

The old man in black robe twitched his lips and sneered, "Oh, you were no match for me in the fairy world in the early years. Now you have fallen into the mortal world and are still being held by a little girl. Qingfeng, you still want to attack me? Don't you know how much you weigh?"

The sarcastic voice of the old man in black robe reached her ears, and Shen Fuyu felt helpless. She rubbed her eyebrows with a headache. Sure enough, Qingfeng Jian and the old man in black robe were old acquaintances.

Shen Fuyu sensed the Qingfeng Sword's irritability, and quickly grasped the hilt, gently soothing it.

"Qingfeng, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Patience is only temporary. I will definitely become an extremely powerful swordsman in the future. By then, we can fight anyone we want without any scruples."

"Qingfeng, we will definitely become the most powerful people in the world."

Shen Fuyu didn't care about anything and just kept painting big rosy pictures for Qingfeng Jian. As expected, Qingfeng Jian chose to believe it.

Qingfeng Jian's irritability gradually faded, and Shen Fuyu also breathed a sigh of relief with a barely perceptible touch.

"Oh, you little girl who always lies."

Shen Fuyu wanted to step forward and cover the mouth of the old man in black robe. If he couldn't speak, he should just speak less, otherwise Qingfeng Sword would get upset again.

"Take your Qingfeng Sword and fight me."

"Master, I want to see if your swordsmanship has improved."

Although they were only master and apprentice in name, there was not much affection between them.

The old man in black robe still didn't want Shen Fuyu's swordsmanship to be a mess, as it would ruin his reputation if it got out.

Shen Fuyu's eyes lit up instantly. Just now, Shen Fuyu wanted to take the Qingfeng Sword and have a hearty fight with the black-robed old man. However, the black-robed old man did not say anything, so Shen Fuyu did not dare to step forward rashly, for fear of making the black-robed old man unhappy, and then the black-robed old man would go crazy again.

Shen Fuyu couldn't help but sigh. It was so tiring to get along with someone with an unstable mental state.

"Master, please teach me."

After throwing down a few words, Shen Fuyu raised the Qingfeng Sword and attacked the old man in black robe impatiently.

Shen Fuyu's light green dress fluttered in the air, her figure was agile and decisive, the Qingfeng Sword made a beautiful sword flower in Shen Fuyu's hand. Shen Fuyu seemed to have learned it by herself, concentrating all her attention on the Qingfeng Sword, and her consciousness became one with the Qingfeng Sword.

The image of the old man in black robe at Laoshan that day appeared in his mind, and he unconsciously followed the old man's movements and began to swing the sword.

"brush!"

A stream of sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword. The old man in black robe widened his eyes. He was surprised but also couldn't hide his admiration for Shen Fuyu. He had long known that Shen Fuyu had extraordinary talent, but he didn't expect that in just half a month, Shen Fuyu's swordsmanship had made further progress.

If Shen Fuyu had only learned 70% of the black-robed old man's swordsmanship in Laoshan, then now it was 100%.

Shen Fuyu's hair was blown by the wind, and the whole person seemed to be radiating light.

The girl's thin and slender body was waving as she fought back and forth with the old man in black robe. The girl's eyes became brighter and brighter. Far from being discouraged, she became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and her aura was enhanced.

There was undisguised admiration in the eyes of the old man in black robe, and he felt even more identified with his cheap disciple.

Since he has no heir anyway, he might as well train Shen Fuyu more. He can be considered as having a successor and his skills cannot be buried.

(End of this chapter)