Qiqixu talked a lot, but Chen Bei heard very little.
But when his eyes fell on Qiqi's miserable face, Chen Bei still comforted him.
"Will be fine."
Qiqi had tears in her eyes: "Master, who do you think I am? A monster or a human?"
Chen Bei looked at this miserable little girl intently and said seriously: "You are just yourself."
Qiqi was stunned for a long time, as if she wanted to carve these words from Chen Bei into her heart.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally shed tears.
"Thank you." Qiqi bowed to Chen Bei, then turned around and ran out regardless of the inferiority of master and servant.
Some people are born with original sin. Chen Bei doesn't want to be a savior. After all, once he is contaminated, he will be burdened with cause and effect. It is better to be less contaminated with such things as cause and effect.
The door was slammed shut.
Chen Bei returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, and began to meditate on the stick technique in yesterday's jade slip, but he could still only visualize the first three moves, and only three moves, but Chen Bei continued to practice them in the sea of consciousness. It is a three-stroke stick technique, but it can evolve into hundreds of thousands of variations.
The more he practiced, the more miraculous Chen Bei felt. No wonder he could only visualize three moves. It might not be a problem with the inheritance of the jade slips, but his own problem.
It's me, my cultivation level is too low.
After taking a breath, Chen Bei heard a rustle at the door.
Chen Bei glanced at the sunny sky outside the window, turned around and saw a thin tube inserted through the crack of the door, with bursts of white smoke coming out.
"..." Seeing this scene, Chen Bei was a little stunned. Then he looked at the inextinguishable light outside, and his mind was stunned for a moment.
Could it be that he was hallucinating?
Most of the people here are cultivators, right?
Even in the martial arts world outside, it seems that no one uses such primitive methods!
Chen Bei's eyes twitched, and he immediately walked to the door, moved a chair, sat at the door, and created an isolation formation. No matter what the white smoke was, he just made sure that he didn't inhale it.
He wanted to make sure that when the people outside opened the door, he could give them a complete surprise.
Shortly after the white smoke dissipated, Chen Naito waited for half a stick of incense when there was a sudden sound at the door, which was the sound of someone taking a key to open the door.
And the moment the door opened, seeing Chen Bei's face, the person who opened the door paused.
Chen Bei also gave him a smile at the right time: "Hello."
Chen Bei felt that he was very polite. Even though this person might come to kill him, he still greeted him very politely.
But this person is a little unfriendly.
After hearing Chen Bei's words, instead of returning the greeting, he let out a piercing scream, then pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed himself with the sword.
Seeing the long sword, Chen Bei was stunned for a moment. This person had changed into a human skin. Chen Bei didn't recognize it, but Chen Bei had some impression of this sword.
Chen Bei reached out and caught the sword in the man's hand with two fingers, and then teased the person's identity: "Little Sword Fairy?"
This world is really interesting!
A sword cultivator, a proud species, would actually use something like incense.
And it is the most primitive method of delivering incense.
The people here really have low IQs.
Chen Bei couldn't help but think back to what the dead monkey said when he first met the so-called Saint Clan. He also said that back then, the human race was only the slaves of the Saint Clan, and what if there were no humans.
Chen Bei now feels that if there were no human race, these guys could kill themselves to extinction.
"You!" The little sword fairy was a little flustered when his identity was revealed, and he hurriedly tried to withdraw his long sword.
But how could Chen Bei give him this opportunity? Using two fingers, Chen Bei moved his body forward. His long sword was suddenly bent, and the tip of the sword reached the little sword fairy's throat.
"You have no right to speak." Putting the tip of the sword against the neck of the little sword fairy, Chen Bei kicked him, closed the door, and then looked at the little sword fairy coldly:
"Want to die or live?"
Chen Bei's voice was indifferent, and the tip of the sword was inserted half an inch into his throat.
The little sword fairy's throat trembled slightly, and his voice was kept very low, for fear that he would scare Chen Bei by speaking too loudly and be killed by Chen Bei's sword.
"Want to live."
"Just live as long as you want."
Chen Bei flicked his wrist, and the spiritual sword in the little sword fairy's hand was broken directly by Chen Bei. Chen Bei looked at the broken sword in his hand and threw it to the ground casually. Then, he looked at the little sword fairy and opened his thin lips:
"I need a sword manual."
Hearing this, the little sword fairy was shocked. He wanted his own technique!
Then give it to yourself, or not?
No, of course it has to be given, but is it true or false?
Almost in an instant, the little sword fairy made a decision in his heart. If you give a fake, you must give a fake.
"But please spare my life."
The little sword fairy plopped down and knelt in front of Chen Bei.
Chen Bei couldn't help curling his lips: "You really... don't know a sword cultivator."
"I'm not a sword cultivator originally." The smile on the little sword immortal's face was a little forced. Then Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "Even the name of me, the Little Sword Immortal, was spread by me myself."
"In the past, I learned from hundreds of masters. The master once said that one skill is worse than ten thousand tricks."
"I learned everything from my master, but later I discovered that my swordsmanship was the best. After my master died, I lost my asylum. I was afraid that my assets would be misappropriated, so I asked someone to act in a play, and I used my divine power to After that, find someone to spread the name of Sword Immortal."
"Later, everyone also called it that."
"It's all a false name, a false name."
Chen Bei thought about it for three breaths before he realized what this man had just said. He could not believe that this man was such a talented person.
In an instant, Chen Bei's expression changed when he saw him, and his eyes brightened: "So, you know a lot of exercises?"
When the little sword fairy saw Chen Bei's hot eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Doesn't this person have any special hobbies?
However, under Chen Bei's lustful power, he could only nod his head calmly.
"Okay, very good." Chen Beili said "good" twice and looked into the eyes of the little sword fairy, and became even more eager.
I originally thought it was a one-time deal, but I didn't expect it to be a long-term meal ticket.
Thinking of Fulong Temple and the Imperial Master's Mansion, as well as the ones he collected here before, and now adding this guy's memory, it should be enough to open a martial arts academy, right?
As the future principal of the martial arts academy, I will eventually contribute to the Long Kingdom martial arts.
