Wuzhou, at the bottom of the Qingming Abyss.
Chu Xiu put his hands on his back and floated down, wisps of invisible true energy, like a swimming dragon, pouring towards Li Wuming who was blacksmithing below.
In an instant, Li Wuming's expression changed drastically, and he felt an indescribable pressure, as if a huge mountain was falling from the sky.
"Who is it?" Li Wuming raised his head with difficulty. When he found out it was Chu Xiu, his whole face immediately turned black.
"Xiao Xiaowuming, why don't you kneel down when you see me?" Chu Xiu stood half a foot high at the bottom of the cliff, looking at Li Wuming with a smile.
"I am your uncle." Li Wuming gritted his teeth and cursed.
"How about a competition, who is stronger and who will be the boss?" Chu Xiu said with a smile.
Li Wuming's heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly: "I have been standing in front of this casting furnace for three consecutive months, and my condition is not good. If you want to compete, you can wait for me for three months. After three months, I'm fully prepared, let's fight again."
"Is three months enough?" Chu Xiu teased, his figure lowered, came to Li Wuming's side, looked at the casting furnace of fourth senior brother Zhao Wangsun, and asked curiously, "Are you learning the art of casting?"
Li Wuming raised his chin slightly and said calmly: "I am forging an invincible sword for myself."
"Invincible Sword? Is this the free labor that Fourth Senior Brother found?" Chu Xiu said with a smile.
Li Wuming's face turned dark. What depressed him the most was that he really had the illusion that he was working illegally for Zhao Wangsun.
"I heard that the world is in chaos, why do you have the time to come here?" Li Wuming directly changed the subject and asked with some curiosity.
Since coming to Qing Mingyuan, he rarely paid attention to the outside situation. He only went out to hunt game a few times and knew that great changes were taking place in the Nineteen States.
He also thought about whether to participate in it, but after asking his master Liu Yebai, he gave up his plan to go out.
According to his master, his swordsmanship is far from adequate.
Even if you can create a great reputation, it will be difficult to come out on top in the end.
If you are not the head of the phoenix, why go out of the mountain?
"The world is in chaos, what does it have to do with me?" Chu Xiu said with a smile, "You don't think that I care about a few battles in these nineteen states."
"Haha." Li Wuming was speechless and said angrily, "Since you don't care about the world, what are you doing here?"
"My pattern does not lie in the world." Chu Xiu looked into the deepest part of the abyss, "What I care about is the survival of the world."
"Will the world survive?" Li Wuming was startled.
Liu Yebai, the Sword God of the South China Sea, and Zhao Wangsun, the fourth master of Suzaku Academy, who were sitting around the sinkhole, could not help but look at Chu Xiu.
"I'll go over there first, and then I'll have a good showdown with you when I have time later." Chu Xiu said with a smile.
"I'll go with you." Li Wuming said.
Chu Xiu blinked, "Are you okay?"
Li Wuming's face turned dark, and he immediately ran towards the deepest part of the poisonous miasma.
Chu Xiu smiled, followed Li Wuming, and joked: "This poisonous miasma is extraordinary. Don't hold on, lest it will leave the root of the disease in the future."
"Asshole." Li Wuming was depressed, but helpless.
Just now, when Chu Xiu floated down from above, he had already determined that he was definitely no match for Chu Xiu.
Since you can't beat it, you can only endure it.
Of course, the main reason was that he knew that Chu Xiu had this temperament and loved to joke.
Just like Meng Xiaochuan who came here a few days ago, he is a cheap and cheap person.
Chu Xiu's teasing was not without reason.
Even the masters of the fifth realm are probably unable to come and go freely in the deepest part of the poisonous miasma.
Otherwise, Chu Xiu would not have been able to get the magic medicine that he originally had.
When he was still fifty feet away from the sinkhole, Li Wuming burst out with fierce sword intent, wrapping around his body.
"This sword intention... is quite interesting." Chu Xiu looked at Li Wuming who was walking forward step by step. He knew that this disciple of the Sword God of the South China Sea was definitely a truly talented person.
"In the future, Senior Brother Eleven may have opponents."
Just as he was thinking about it, when he saw that Li Wuming was still twenty feet away from the sinkhole, his speed slowed down. Chu Xiu smiled and immediately dodged and appeared beside Li Wuming.
"Young man, you still need to keep working hard. The future belongs to you." Chu Xiu patted Li Wuming on the shoulder and said with a sincere expression.
After saying that, the figure flashed again and appeared directly next to the sinkhole.
Li Wuming's entire face froze, and immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot, staring fiercely ahead.
"asshole!"
He gritted his teeth and cursed. Unfortunately, with his eyesight, it was extremely difficult to keep moving forward in a miasma that was as thick as substance, let alone see through this miasma.
Next to the sinkhole.
Chu Xiu opened his mouth and spat out, and a wisp of dense chaos filled the surroundings of the sinkhole, blocking the dense poisonous miasma and forming a space like a house.
The poisonous miasma can only flow under this space and continue to flow into the sinkhole.
"This is not a cloud." South Sea Sword God Liu Yebai said softly, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"You should have seen me when I came out of this sinkhole last time." Chu Xiu reminded.
Liu Yebai nodded slightly, he had indeed seen it.
"Junior brother, are you here this time?" Zhao Wangsun raised his eyes and looked at Chu Xiu, he was a little curious.
As far as he knew, this junior brother had been missing from the outside world for more than half a year. If he came here suddenly, something must have happened.
Liu Yebai also felt a little curious, guessing that something big might have happened in the Nineteen States.
"Looking for you." Chu Xiu looked at Zhao Wangsun and said thoughtfully, "I want to ask Fourth Senior Brother a question first."
"What?" Zhao Wangsun was curious.
"In today's nineteen states, in terms of casting skills, is there anyone who can compare with you?" Chu Xiu asked seriously.
Zhao Wangsun and Liu Yebai were both startled.
Waiting for a reaction...
"Who else would you rather me?" Zhao Wangsun smiled confidently.
Liu Yebai didn't say anything. He had been with the fourth gentleman of Zhuque Academy for a while. He knew that this fourth gentleman had absolute confidence in casting.
"That's good." Chu Xiu looked at Zhao Wangsun and said with a smile, "I came here just to see you, Fourth Senior Brother. I hope you can help me cast something."
"What do you need?" Zhao Wangsun asked immediately.
Liu Yebai looked at Chu Xiu, curious.
"Colorful stones." Chu Xiu softly spat out three words.
"Colorful stones?" Zhao Wangsun and Liu Yebai were both startled. They looked at each other with an imperceptible daze in their eyes.
"What are colorful stones?" Zhao Wangsun frowned and said, "This is the first time I have heard of it."
Chu Xiu muttered: "In ancient times, the sky in the East China Sea split, and the torrential sea water wreaked havoc on the world. The great goddess Nuwa took pity on the seriously injured person and refined colorful stones to mend the sky."
"..."
Zhao Wangsun and Liu Yebai were silent for a moment.
Chu Xiu further explained: "The colorful stone I'm talking about is a material used to mend the sky. The specific raw materials, Senior Brother and I have prepared them for you, Fourth Senior Brother. You just need to refine them into something that can Just the materials to patch the sky will be enough.”
