Xia Qingfeng looked back, shook his head, and walked swaggeringly, his two golden sleeves swaying loudly. As he walked, he said in an old-fashioned way: "Hey, I don't know what enjoyment is. If you ask me, you should go Snatch a few warm maids, and then grab a few personal maids to serve the master every day, so that the master's identity can be reflected."
Xia Yao sat across the table, holding up her little head and watching Xia Qingfeng, who claimed to be a book boy, pacing back and forth in the room, talking to herself.
Xia Yao felt bored, so she spoke up and asked in a childish voice: "How did you become my brother's book boy?"
Xia Qingfeng was happy when he heard this, but he was worried about how to show off his master in front of his sister. Unexpectedly, the little girl came up to him on her own.
So he straightened his clothes and said with a serious expression: "I am rich in knowledge and talented. This is what scholars of our generation desire. I am willing to worship you, just to get the true meaning of the book!"
Xia Qingfeng blows wildly across the sea, blowing Xia Chengyi to the sky. He is pregnant with dragons and tigers and becomes colorful. Purple air comes from the east and the sky and earth are bright. When the tiger roars, the wind blows in the valley, when the dragon lifts up, the scenery clouds disappear.
Anyway, all the names of saints and sages were attributed to Xia Chengyi. Even the sages from the Confucian Temple had to bow and salute when they saw him, and addressed him as sir.
Seeing that the little girl looked unmoved, Xia Qingfeng was a little curious and asked: "Miss, aren't you curious about what kind of person this master is?"
The little girl rolled her eyes and said, "He is my brother. How can I not know what kind of person he is? Stop lying to me. What you said has nothing to do with my brother. What kind of purple spirit comes from the east?" The appearance of a saint is just as good as deceiving a child."
Xia Qingfeng laughed dryly, "Haha, the lady is right."
The little girl was a little unmotivated. She felt that the book boy her brother had found was a bit of a fool. The little girl began to worry again. What if her brother was infected?
Xia Yao frowned and glanced at Xia Qingfeng from time to time.
The boy in golden clothes could not be more familiar with this look. When he proposed to form a contract with Xia Chengyi, Xia Chengyi looked at him with this look.
Xia Qingfeng rolled his eyes and said, "Miss, how about I perform a trick for you? As long as I give a command, the long sword on the table will fly into my hand with a whoosh. Isn't it magical?" "
Xia Yao's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay!"
The kid in gold clothes straightened his back, his face was filled with pride, and he coughed, "Watch it!"
He raised his hand, curled his fingers, exerted force suddenly, and shouted in a deep voice.
"Here comes the sword!"
The sword spirit is originally the image of the condensed sword spirit, so the sword spirit is also the sword itself, no different from the flying sword. Therefore, the sword spirit can control the sword itself at will, but it is limited by itself and cannot be separated from the flying sword for a long time, otherwise it will be The way of heaven is directly wiped out. Although the boy in gold is not an innate sword spirit and is not attached to the flying sword, as the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as his own doghouse. Xia Qingfeng is used to staying in it, but he is not used to letting him out. , In addition, the sword master is still a young boy who has not entered the world of cultivation. If he shows it casually, he may make others jealous, and it will not be a good idea for both of them to die in the end.
Following his command, a pure sword intent condensed between heaven and earth, and the long sword on the table continued to tremble, as if it was about to be unsheathed.
As a result, Xia Qingfeng waited for a long time but did not see the long sword unsheathed. "Qingfeng" made no other movement except the trembling of the sword.
The kid in golden clothes had a stiff expression on his face, but he still refused to give up and continued to shout: "Here comes the sword!"
This time, even the tremors disappeared, leaving no trace.
Xia Yao curled her lips when she saw this and thought to herself: It turns out that he is a little magician. Where did my brother find this book boy? He is so unreliable.
The kid in gold clothes was so anxious that his face was red and there were traces of sweat on his forehead. "Something's wrong. Why can't I establish communication with it?"
At this moment, he was shocked to find that his kennel did not obey his orders! It seemed that because there was a vague coercion between heaven and earth that was even more manic than him, Feijian did not dare to act rashly and had no choice but to hide in the scabbard.
After the kid in golden clothes heard this explanation, he was so angry that he cursed Feijian as a spineless weakling. How could he, a former god, be afraid of this? He didn't believe there was anyone more powerful than him in the world right now! No matter what kind of monsters and monsters he is, I will blow away all the gods in the mountain with one punch from me!
"Oh, you're so hardened, Zhenwu. I haven't seen your waist become hardened in a few hours. It's so awesome!"
A familiar voice came from behind Xia Qingfeng, exploding in his ears instantly.
"who!"
Xia Qingfeng was suddenly frightened, turned around hastily, looked nervously, and looked around, but found that there was only Xia Yao sitting in front of her, there was nothing weird about it.
Xia Yao looked at Xia Qingfeng in confusion, "Are you okay?"
Xia Qingfeng pretended to be calm and waved his hand, "It's okay, miss. Don't worry. I just heard the voice of a familiar old friend, so I was a little surprised. Now it seems that I have an illusion."
Xia Yao groaned, then closed her eyes and entered a Buddhist state of concentration.
At this moment, a large amount of spiritual energy suddenly surged into her body, and a tall female figure in white appeared in ripples behind her. The woman's snow-white sleeves were fluttering in the wind, hovering in the air. She had a power that made all women in the world... The beautiful face that makes my heart tremble cannot be any more beautiful.
If Xia Chengyi were here, she would definitely find that the woman in white was actually the female spirit that appeared in her dream before!
Xia Qingfeng's face was full of horror, and her voice trembled: "Is it...really you?"
The female god gently landed on her toes, walked towards Xia Qingfeng, and said, "Why can't it be me?"
Xia Qingfeng said with trembling fingers: "Yao Xia, you... you, you, you, aren't you, you can't appear in this world at will? Also, how come you were reincarnated as a little girl?"
He really didn't expect that she would be a little girl in this life, and she would become the younger sister of a mortal family. How could he believe this? I'm afraid if you tell me, it will shock other people's jaws.
No wonder she insisted on accepting him as her disciple in Xia Chengyi's dream, and no wonder she gave him the severed sword as a gift. Only then did Xia Qingfeng realize that everything at that time made sense.
The white-clothed woman named Yao Xia spat out a stream of colorful clouds from her mouth as she spoke, which was particularly gorgeous. "Why, have you become a sword spirit and become a strong person? Do you still think you can beat my fist?"
Even though Yao Xia is a woman, in the ancient times ten thousand years ago, she was able to prove the Tao through martial arts, open the sky with one punch and fly to immortality. She is known as the best fighting spirit in heaven, and is also known as For the Valkyrie. Although Xia Qingfeng's previous life as Zhenwu Immortal Lord was much higher than Yao Xia's, he might not be able to beat her in a fight. Moreover, now he, Xia Qingfeng, is just a piece of human nature stripped away from Zhenwu Immortal Lord's divinity. , the cultivation level is even pitifully low.
Xia Qingfeng shrank her neck, sat down on the threshold, and waved her hands, "I'm afraid of you. I admit defeat."
But then he asked curiously: "It stands to reason that your golden statue was in the best condition back then, so it shouldn't be reincarnated? How could you turn into a mortal? And reincarnate into such a poor family."
The female spirit in white yawned, feeling a little disinterested. "When the spirit is too bored, it will go away on its own and reincarnate to experience all the mundane things in the human world."
Xia Qingfeng laughed a few times and said, "Very good, very good."
He had a deep understanding of Yao Xia's moodiness back then. There was once a certain god who molested her, and then she blocked the entrance to the Immortal Mansion for a hundred years, and all the disciples of that god were beaten up by Yao Xia. At that time Zhenwu Immortal Lord, who likes to join in the fun, will naturally not miss this huge event. The result is good. Na Yaoxia indiscriminately beats up the gods who were there at that time, as well as Zhenwu Immortal Lord. Later, she found out that she beat the wrong person. , did not apologize, just waved their hands and said calmly that her hands were itchy today, and they were supposed to give her some hand training.
"But why do you still look like a little girl after awakening the memory of your past life? You have to know that the majesty of a god is beyond what a mortal body can withstand."
Xia Qingfeng couldn't help but ask the question he had always wanted to ask.
Yao Xia frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Zhenwu, I think you really deserve a beating."
I have seen bullies, but I have never seen anyone bully like this!
Xia Qingfeng suddenly jumped up, baring his teeth and claws, "His grandma's kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. I care about you so well, but you also say that I deserve a spanking. Don't think that I am afraid of you!"
Yao Xia clicked lightly, and a burst of glow appeared, freezing Xia Qingfeng in the air, with only one eyeball still able to move.
Yao Xia turned around and looked at Xia Yao, with gentle eyes, and said softly: "In this life, my name is Xia Yao, and I am Xia Chengyi's sister. That's enough."
Then he raised his hand and waved, and a gust of breeze blew through the willows, untying Xia Qingfeng's restraints. Xia Qingfeng was relieved, and then fell to the ground with a solid bump on his butt.
"You don't need to tell Xia Chengyi that my current condition is not good enough for the long term. Just pretend you don't know about it."
Yao Xia's voice sounded again, but at this time there was no longer that white figure in the world.
Xia Qingfeng stood up, rubbed his butt, and murmured in a low voice: "If you don't tell me now, you won't have to face it in the future. I want to see how you explain it then."
Xia Qingfeng couldn't help but admire that he recognized this sword master. There was Mr. Lu Randang, who was the most frustrated person in the world at the fifteenth level. Although he looked like a short-lived ghost, he had already paved the way for Xia Chengyi to practice. There was an ancient god like himself as the sword spirit in the middle. I thought that the boy's backer was big enough, but I didn't expect that there would be a reincarnation of a Valkyrie behind him.
It is no exaggeration to say that the young man already has a backer that makes monks all over the world jealous before he enters the world of cultivation. However, this will also cause more troubles. Therefore, the young man's road to spiritual practice in the future will be bumpy and tortuous. This is also Lu Ran asked the boy why he was afraid of hardship. The boy carried not only Lu Ran's wish, but also a hope, a hope that could change the world.
