This Sword Cultivator Is Too Steady

The cold wind on the plateau passed overnight. In the low and crude cave dwelling, a small Yang Qinger got out of it, looking at the hole full of wind and sand traces with a headache. .

This will take a lot of time to clean up.

But for Yang Qing'er, this trouble is happy.

Not only did I survive the situation that I thought was bound to die, but fortunately, I was able to move from the depths of the desolate desert to the plateau with a little greenery.

Even though the residence has changed from a tent to a cave dwelling that meets the characteristics of the plateau, as far as Yang Qing'er is concerned, she really couldn't be more happy in her heart.

Huh? Why didn't you see anyone today?

Yang Qing'er glanced at it and found that the entrance of the other cave dwellings was empty, and she was a little puzzled.

Accordingly, at this time, everyone should be in a frenzy cleaning the wind and sand at the entrance of the cave.

Why the wind and sand have not gone today, but people have passed away!

Is it because I got up early?

Yang Qinger thought subconsciously.

At this moment, a burst of cheers came through a low hillside.

Yang Qing'er moved in her heart, and hurriedly walked over to see what was going on.

The hillside that can be crossed by a few steps, next moment, Yang Qinger looked at the scene in front of her, staring at the same place, her eyes gradually red.

The adults and children in the tribe, regardless of male or female, turned out to be in a circle at this time.

There are three people standing in the circle, a handsome young man, a woman with luxurious temperament, and a monk who is not angry and prestigious.

However, in Yang Qing'er's eyes at this time, only the young man was left.

Because that man, by the strength of oneself, fought against thousands of Monster Wolf and saved their tribe.

...........

Before leaving the Xisha Plateau, Lu Qingshan decided to take a final look at the sheep tribe placed here by the Jitang Temple.

He was surrounded by a group of grateful sheep tribes, and everyone looked towards him with awe and admiration.

Lu Qingshan glanced over, and caught a glimpse of the startled little girl on the hillside.

He beckoned to the little girl on the hillside.

Yang Qing'er reacted immediately, hurriedly ran down, ran to Lu Qingshan, lowered her head and called out timidly: "Sir."

Yang Qing'er dressed in A suit made of wool, with narrow sleeves on the left gusset, in front of Lu Qingshan, his face slightly red timidly.

She grabbed the corners of her clothes with her fingers, and she didn't know what to say after her husband shouted.

Lu Qingshan laughed, "I taught you the sword style, are you still practicing?"

"Yes." Yang Qingshan plucked up the courage to lift the head and watched Lu Qingshan's warm eyes, earnestly said.

After speaking, Yang Qing'er couldn't help but lower her eyebrows.

Lu Qingshan rubbed Yang Qing'er’s hair, "Practice hard, and then I can protect my tribe in the future."

"I'm leaving, and this sword I'm sending you off."

The voice of "Mr." rang in Yang Qinger's ears. When she lifted the head again, she found that her husband and the other two had disappeared in place.

Before her, an azure long sword sank into the soil.

This should be the sword that my husband gave me.

Yang Qing'er said in a daze.

She stretched out her right hand, and when she grasped the hilt of the sword, she pulled out the long sword from the ground with a little effort.

The bright sword is light flashed, and the sword has been held in the hand by a little girl.

Yang Qinger was surprised to find that this long sword, which looked very extraordinary, was so light for some reason.

Even for a weak person like her, it is effortless to use it, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Suddenly, the little girl saw two big characters with a slight silver light glowing on the body of the sword.

It's just a pity that she is from a poor tribe and is not literate.

"Yuenv," the sheep patriarch on the side seemed to see Yang Qinger's confusion, and took the initiative to explain: "These two words are "yuenv"."

"Yue female sword......." Yang Qinger muttered.

She should have been very happy when she received the sword from her husband, but at this time, she felt more sad and lost in her heart.

I don’t know, is there any chance to meet again, Mr....

Yang Qinger thought.

........

Cloud Lin City, a large Human Race city adjacent to the Mogao Desert,

There are many local cultivators in the Mogao Desert. At the same time, there are many ascetic monks who enter Mogao to practice asceticism. These people use Yun Lin City as a supply place.

This makes Yun Lin City clearly in the border, but it presents a strange and prosperous scene.

At this time, there are people with weird winks at all restaurants in the city and near the city gate.

Among these people, some of them are obviously not very good at disguising. Others who have a little bit of eye-sight can see that they are uncomfortable and seem to have a plan.

But no one cares too much about these.

Because, in this city, there are too many cultivators with pictures.

As long as it is not directed at yourself, who will be nosy?

In a very close to the city gate, an Inn with an excellent location, in the guest room next to the window, there are two cultivators leaning against the window, secretly watching the people entering and leaving the city gate.

"You said how long we have to crouch here, that Lu Qingshan didn't know what happened when he entered Mogao, let alone when he would come out.

The task, let us wait for Lu Qingshan to appear.

If Lu Qingshan finds some retreat in Mogao and has been retreating for several years, wouldn’t we have to wait here for several years? That's too funny." Some of the younger cultivators complained a little dissatisfied.

"This time, it’s a big action to mobilize the entire mansion branch hall staff. The importance is self-evident.

You better complain less, do our business well, and watch Good shoot.

If this Lu Qingshan passed by us, we did not immediately find out, and report it up, and then we will be held accountable. I am afraid that both of you and I will not be able to please." Older The cultivator warned in a deep voice.

The young cultivator's expression of impatience faded slightly, but he quickly asked curiously: "Why is this Lu Qingshan so important?

No Is it the leader of the Seven Territories Dao Discussion? Should we mobilize all of our staff to do things like waiting here?"

The older cultivator shook the head, "I don’t know the specific situation.

I have asked Master Yaksha quietly. He just said that the value of Lu Qingshan is unimaginable and has something to do with the ultimate plan of our Underworld, so we must not take it lightly."

The young cultivator said nothing, but this In the end, his impatient expression finally turned into a full face.

"Another cultivator has entered the city." The young cultivator suddenly said.

The two of them looked through the slightly open window towards the city gate, their eyes flickering like a hunter looking at their prey.

At this time, there are three cultivators entering the city, and they are all companions.

Three people, one is a bald cultivation monk dressed as a Buddha, the other is a young man in black cloth, and the other is a woman with amazing looks. Young cultivator of Underworld can't help but look at it. Eye.

"Women don’t talk about it, and the cultivation monk is definitely not. Then Lu Qingshan is a sword cultivator. With the character of a sword cultivator, even if there is a disguise, he will not be a monk.

It's that the young cultivator seems to be the same age, is it possible that?" The young cultivator's tone was mixed with a little hope.

"No." The elder cultivator's cold voice came.

He holds a bronze ancient mirror in his hand.

On the ancient mirror, there are three light smokes with different colors and thicknesses.

"According to the repair mirror, the three cultivators, the bald monk is the Void Refinement cultivation base, the woman is the Nascent Soul cultivation base, and the young man is just a Qi Refinement cultivator.

According to the information, Lu Qingshan is Nascent Soul Cultivator, obviously not right," the older cultivator sighed, and said: "On the border of the Mogao Desert, there are seven or eight Human Race cities.

Lu Qingshan It just happens that the probability of appearing in Yun Lin City is extremely low. We do our best, but don’t expect too much."

It is not easy to find a needle in a haystack, especially Lu Qingshan is very likely to be in disguise Magical Artifact that changes its appearance.

Therefore, in order not to miss Lu Qingshan, Underworld naturally prepared some Magical Artifacts to assist in squatting actions.

That bronze ancient mirror is this kind of Magical Artifact.

Magical Artifact is called Zhaoxiujing.

The function is also very single, that is, it can detect the cultivation base of a cultivator silently.

Of course, the restrictions are also very large. This Magical Artifact only works on the cultivator of the fifth realm and below. No matter how high it is, it cannot be broken.

But it is enough to find out Lu Qingshan.

——Even if you are Lu Qingshan and Myriad Transformations, in a short time, can the cultivation base be advanced by leaps and bounds?

By looking at the mirror, they only need to identify the identity of the Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator.

In fact, the cultivator of this cultivation base is not seen much at all.

The two of them have been crouching in Yun Lin City for more than ten days. So far, they have seen the woman in front of them as the cultivation base of Nascent Soul Early Stage, other Nascent Soul Cultivator, even I have never seen the root hair, let alone Lu Qingshan silhouette.

The young cultivator was a little dejected, watching the bald-headed monk and the young man at the city gate actually say goodbye, and then asked: "This Void Refinement cultivator and Nascent Soul Cultivator turned out to be carrying a Qi Refinement Cultivator. What kind of strange configuration is this when you come to such a place?"

"Which sect great cultivator may be travelling with his own dísciple." The older cultivator replied casually.

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"According to the abbot's order, this poor monk will send you two to this Yun Lin City." The monk from the Jitang Temple and his eyes The young men and women said resolutely

"Lao Haode Arhat is here." Lu Qingshan paid tribute to Haode Arhat.

Xisha Plateau to the nearest Human Race city, you have to go through the desert of thousands of miles, fly directly to Mogao, and then go out from Mogao.

One is that his current cultivation base is not allowed, and the other is that he and Jitang Temple are some karma, so Lu Qingshan simply asks the Jitang Temple cultivator to send him a ride and take him to Lin City. .

The chicken soup sacred monk will naturally not refuse Lu Qingshan’s request. He specially sent Hao De Arhat, the Void Refinement cultivation base, to send him and Qin Yitian to Lin City.

"Amitabha, it's just a trivial matter, it's hard to talk about troubles," Arhat put his hands together and replied: "Farewell to the two donors."

The words are over, Haode Arhat went straight out of the city, and his figure quickly disappeared from Lu Qingshan's vision.

With a long breath, Lu Qingshan took Qin Yitian and turned to the Transmission Formation in the city.

Naturally, he didn't know, he had already walked just and honourable just and honourable under the eyes of the Underworld cultivator who glare like a tiger watching his prey.

On this trip, Lu Qingshan's destination is very simple and clear.

By the cloud Lin City Transmission Formation, direct transmission to Xiaowancheng.

Xiaowan City is the land of the Western Regions, one of the large cities established by Great Xia.

And in this prosperous city, there is a cultivation dense land belonging to Great Xia.

Bathing-Spirit Pond!