Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

The reason why I took a look at him before was entirely because I was worried about whether Jian Chen would have any bad thoughts towards Ye Jiu, so I wanted to warn him.

But looking at the guy's weak appearance, it doesn't matter.

To be honest, Immortal Machete still feels quite bitter.

Ye Jiu is a sword cultivator. As for other types of weapons, he always kept them together when he was in the worry-free realm.

Now they are divided into different categories because of Chen Lian, but they still cannot escape the miserable fate of Feijian.

It will not be used as a weapon by Ye Jiu, it can only be used as a tool.

Now I am satisfied with being able to scare others.

Moreover, how dare it resist?

"Okay, whatever you want, even if I don't agree, I can't stop you if you follow."

Ye Jiu shook his head and walked towards the mountain.

After a while, the two of them reached the mountain.

Ye Jiu selected them, looked at two relatively straight poplar trees, and chopped them down with a machete.

This sword strike was like cutting into Jian Chen's heart.

He looked at the machete with great distress. It was an immortal weapon. Did he really use it to chop down trees?

This is really...

Jian Chen's mentality was a little depressed.

Look at the trembling bead in his arms.

Well, my mentality is even worse.

My own magical weapon is not as good as someone else's tree-cutting knife.

He just stared blankly until Ye Jiu finished cutting down two trees, compared their sizes, then glanced at a small tree next to him, and hesitated.

He glanced at Jian Chen who was dazed at the side, thought about it, and shouted to him:

"Uncle, come here and do me a favor."

Jian Chen came back to his senses, nodded and walked to his side.

Ye Jiu handed him the machete in his hand and said:

"Can you help me cut down the very small one next to it? It happened to be here. There are some mushrooms next to it. I plan to pick some."

Jian Chen was stunned again, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand, a look came over him.

He suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his whole body began to tremble.

He had a premonition that if he took it like this, he would definitely be chopped into several pieces by this fairy machete, and it would be useless even if he had reached the Great Perfection of Tribulation.

"This, this... little brother, I..."

"Okay, forget it if you don't want to."

"No, no matter what, I am willing."

Jian Chen gritted his teeth, and even though he was extremely scared, he still wanted to touch this fairy machete.

This is a genuine combat-type fairy weapon, and at first glance, this grade is infinitely better than my own broken bead.

He stretched out his hand and tremblingly took the knife from Ye Jiu's hand, praying in his heart that the knife would not go wild and chop him to death.

The moment he touched the hilt of the knife, a domineering aura hit his face.

Jian Chen's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground again.

Fortunately, this aura came and went just as quickly. In just a short moment, the overbearing aura completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Only then did he notice that Ye Jiu had supported his body at some point, "Uncle, is your body okay?"

"Okay, okay, of course... okay."

Jian Chen swallowed, feeling extremely nervous. Did he really want to use this fairy machete to chop down trees?

This is really disrespectful.

He dare not.

I really dare not.

He felt that if he used an immortal weapon to chop down a tree, he would definitely be punished by the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation within a moment or three.

Jian Chen looked at Ye Jiu and saw that he was comparing whether the mushrooms under the tree were poisonous or not.

If he just takes away this fairy machete now...

As soon as this thought appeared, the domineering aura spread to his body again. This time it was not only the same as before, he already felt that death was coming, and he stood there blankly.

An inexplicable feeling of suffocation came over me.

This feeling should not appear in him, a monk who has transcended the Great Perfection of Tribulation.

But...Jian Chen now seems to have returned to the time of mortals.

Just when he felt like he was going to suffocate to death.

Ye Jiu suddenly stood up and turned to look at him, "Forget it."

With just such a word, the domineering aura of the fairy machete disappeared instantly. Jian Chen was dumbfounded. Is this still a fairy weapon? ?

It's too...

So obedient! ! ?

"Forget it, let me do it. Looking at you like this, you probably haven't cut down a tree before, so it's my fault."

Ye Jiu came over. He had already picked the mushrooms. "Can you get the mushrooms for me?"

"Um...."

Ye Jiu smiled, took back the machete in his hand, quickly processed the wood, tied it up, and headed towards the city.

Jian Chen stood there blankly for a long time, looking at the quiet and scary fairy machete, and then glanced at Ye Jiu.

"Am I...am I dreaming?"

Chapter 49·No fool can believe it!

All the way back to the door.

Ye Jiu opened the door and turned to look at Jian Chen, "Uncle, come in and have a cup of tea before you leave. I see that your health is so bad. You can be so tired from going up the mountain. It's better to take a rest."

"Um...okay..."

Only now did Jian Chen react. He glanced at the mushroom in his arms, and felt a little strange in his heart. If others knew that he, the majestic master of the Sword Sect, was actually holding the mushroom, they would definitely be laughed to death.

He glanced at Ye Jiu again, to be precise it was the fairy machete in Ye Jiu's hand, exhaled, and walked forward.

Now it doesn't matter even if he is holding a lot of mushrooms. After all, he is still a monk who has transcended the Great Perfection of Tribulation. No matter how precious or terrifying the immortal weapon is, he should return to his normal appearance.

He thought so.

Until he approached the door and saw everything in the yard.

He was frozen in place like a sculpture, motionless.

The mushroom in his arms fell to the ground unconsciously.

At this moment, he felt that there was something wrong with his sword eyes that had been cultivated for thousands of years.

Everything he saw caused his accumulated worldview to collapse in an instant!

What the hell is this place?

Wherever Jian Chen's eyes went, there was a terrifying aura that was no less than or higher than that of the fairy machete.

**-In the soil, there is a sword exuding the power of the dragon's cry of blood!

Dumped under a tree, a futon to sit on!

Placed on the table, several teacups exude the charm of Taoism, heaven and earth!

And...that chair...

What kind of chair is that?Why does it exude the power of building trees that can make heaven and earth?

The owners of all the breaths cast their gazes on him, inside and outside the house, in the sky, on the ground, everywhere.

You know, it was just a look from the fairy machete that made him so frightened.

Now, this is not one.

But dozens, hundreds!

Compared with these things, this fairy machete is nothing at all.

Here, what exactly is it?

Mortal world?

No, fairyland? !

Do not!

Here is what cannot be observed, cannot be understood, cannot be discovered...

"What the hell is this place?"

"Of course this is my home. Stop standing at the door and come in."

Ye Jiu put down the log in his hand, picked up the dragon-slaying sword inserted in the soil, and cut it into a wooden board according to the required size.

"You sit here and I'll serve you tea later."

"No, no need...really no need..."

"Why are you so polite? You are a guest."

Ye Jiu looked at Jian Chen, who was still standing at the door, a little confused, "You're not going to have another stroke, are you?"

"..."

Jian Chen now would rather he really had a stroke.

Fortunately, he didn't directly think that Ye Jiu was just a monk in the Nascent Soul stage at first.

Now it seems that this is definitely a hidden boss coming here to experience life.

How old is this big guy?He didn't know, because according to what his true immortal master said.

Immortal weapons are very precious. Only after passing through tribulations can ordinary immortals be able to condense a second-class fairy weapon. Although it is several times stronger than ordinary magic weapons, it cannot be regarded as a real fairy weapon. .

Like the Luo Mu Pearl in Jian Chen's arms, it was condensed by his master after overcoming the tribulation.

so......

Who is he?

Could it be that his true identity is actually the Immortal Emperor in the Immortal World?

It's quite possible.

When he thought of this, Jian Chen's heart became even more shocked.

He once heard his master say that there are two transcendent beings in the immortal world, and they are the Immortal Emperors.

If he is an Immortal Emperor and possesses so many Immortal Weapons and things beyond Immortal Weapons, then... is it not difficult to understand?

No matter what, this person is an extraordinary person.

"It's really no trouble. Jian Chen, I've met my senior."

Jian Chen bent over and held his hands in his hands, with his whole body at a [-]-degree angle. This respectful attitude made Ye Jiu stunned. He was fine just now, but what kind of stimulus did he receive? He suddenly turned from a little brother to a senior?

He was only in his early twenties, so it was a bit unpleasant to be called senior by such an old man.

Ye Jiu said speechlessly: "Uncle, have you recognized the wrong person? My name is Ye Jiu, not some senior you know?"

Jian Chen raised his head slightly and replied cautiously: "Senior, don't worry, I will never tell the news about you here. I swear by my Taoist heart, and senior, you can call me Xiaojian, or Xiao Chen, or Jian Chen, if that doesn't work, you can just call me Xiao Jianjian, this is the nickname my mother gave me."

Come on, there's definitely something wrong with this guy's brain.