Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 2737: Master?

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As everyone gets closer, you can see that there are many sword cultivators gathered beside the sword washing pool, most of them are baptizing and tempering the divine sword.

There was only a young woman sitting cross-legged on the bluestone next to the sword-washing pool, holding a long sword across her knees and practicing with her eyes closed.

Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Su Zimo still recognized at a glance that this woman was Bei Mingxue!

Compared with the lower realm, Bei Mingxue is more beautiful at this time, with a cold temperament on her body. Whether it is appearance or demeanor, she is no less than the four great fairies!

Beside Bei Mingxue, there was also a tall man standing, wearing a white robe, spotless, with long hair flowing, and extraordinary appearance.

The man put one hand behind his back and leaned slightly, as if he was persuading Bei Mingxue.

However, it was difficult to hear clearly under the roar of the sword energy waterfall.

Su Zimo's consciousness swept over Bei Mingxue's body, and he nodded secretly, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

Among the people who have ascended in this life, apart from him, the one with the fastest cultivation speed is Bei Mingxue.

At this time, Bei Mingxue has reached the ninth level of the Life Wheel Realm!

As long as Su Zimo teaches the secrets of martial arts to Bei Mingxue, she will have the opportunity to step into the true martial realm and condense the true martial body!

Qinglian's real body has received so many opportunities and adventures. Now, it has just reached the first stage of cultivation and is about to break through to the heavenly stage.

And Bei Mingxue's realm was not much lower than his.

From this point of view, what Jian Chen and others just said was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Bei Mingxue must have received great attention in the sword world. The accumulation of countless cultivation resources, coupled with chance encounters and her talent, made it possible to reach this step.

Su Zimo's consciousness passed over the body of the man next to Bei Mingxue.

The True Realm, the Cave Void Stage!

The True One Realm is divided into Guiyi, Heaven and Man, Space and Ming, and Cave and Void.

This man has cultivated to the pinnacle of the True First Realm, and is on the same level as Yuehua Sword Immortal, Chess Immortal Junyu and others.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look towards Su Zimo. In his eyes, the sword light flashed past.

"This is a master!"

Su Zimo thought to himself.

This man's sharp edge is restrained, and he has obviously cultivated his swordsmanship to a state of simplicity, skill and skill. The sword glow in his eyes is hidden, and he can burst out a powerful attack at any time!

Although Su Zimo had just entered the True First Realm, he had not yet fought against a powerful person at the True Immortal level.

However, the martial arts master has fought against many powerful true immortals, and he is no stranger to the depth and depth of powerful true immortals.

A look of respect and adoration flashed across Jian Chen's face, and he said: "This is our Senior Brother of Sword Slaughter Peak, Wang Dong, who is also the number one Sword Immortal of Sword Slaughter Peak!"

"Meet Senior Brother!"

Jian Chen and others came forward one after another, bowed and saluted, and said in unison.

Wang Dong nodded slightly, held up his hands, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Jianchen and Junior Sister Chu Xuan. You don't need to be polite."

Bei Mingxue was still sitting on the bluestone, practicing with her eyes closed. She seemed to be deaf to everything in the outside world and had no intention of getting up.

"Who is this… "

Wang Dong turned his eyes, landed on Su Zimo, and asked.

Jian Chen quickly said: "This is Fellow Daoist Su from the Heaven Realm. He is here to visit the Sword Realm. I will take him around."

Hearing the words 'Fellow Daoist Su', Bei Mingxue's heart moved.

But then she thought: "How is this possible? There are too many monks surnamed Su in the world. How can such a coincidence happen? I am stunned."

"Alas, there has been no news about Master in these years. I don't know where Master has landed after ascending to the upper world. How is he doing now?"

Although Bei Mingxue still had her eyes closed, the words 'Fellow Daoist Su' disturbed her mind and made her unable to continue practicing.

"Welcome fellow Taoists from heaven."

Wang Dong smiled slightly and said: "Most sword cultivators in the sword world are warlike. If Fellow Daoist Su wants to discuss and exchange ideas, you are welcome at any time."

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

Chu Xuan looked at Wang Dong with eyes that were filled with admiration and admiration, and asked softly: "Senior Brother Wang, what are you doing here?"

Wang Dong shook his head slightly, looked at Bei Mingxue beside him, with a helpless expression, and said: "I came here to find Junior Sister Bei Ming, and I still want to persuade her to give up martial arts."

"As long as she is willing to give up martial arts, even if she starts practicing again, her future achievements will be limitless."

Jian Chen asked tentatively: "It seems that Senior Brother Wang has failed?"

"well."

Wang Dong sighed and said with a wry smile: "Junior Sister Beiming is still too stubborn. I can't persuade you no matter what. I really don't understand that it's just a martial art. What's there to insist on?"

"yes."

Jian Chen also said: "The martial arts is incomplete, and there is no hope for Junior Sister Beiming to continue practicing, so why bother."

Wang Dong said: "Actually, even if martial arts has a perfect method, I would not recommend practicing martial arts."

"Compared with the immortals, Buddhas and demons, which have been passed down for eternity, martial arts is just a Taoism created by a monk from the lower world. Its future achievements will be limited. How can it compete with the immortals, Buddhas and demons, which are brilliant and eternal."

Bei Mingxue suddenly spoke and said: "But in the sword world, no matter which celestial realm sword cultivator practices immortals, Buddhas or demons, they can't compete with the sword in my hand! With the sword in my hand, I have defeated all the heavenly swordsmen in the eight major sword peaks." Immortal Sword Cultivator!"

When this matter was mentioned, Wang Dong, Jian Chen and others paused for a moment, speechless.

After a moment of silence, Wang Dong said: "Having said that, your cultivation realm can only stay in the realm of heavenly immortals, so what's your future? You can defeat heavenly immortals, but can you defeat true immortals?"

"If you practice martial arts, you will never be able to condense the Dao Fruit, and you will never be able to defeat the true immortal who condensed the Dao Fruit. There is no doubt about this!"

"Not necessarily."

At this moment, Su Zimo, who had always been silent next to him, suddenly spoke.

Hearing these words, Wang Dong, Jian Chen, Chu Xuan and others all frowned.

Bei Mingxue trembled all over, and suddenly opened her eyes, with a look of disbelief in her beautiful eyes!

This voice…

Before Wang Dong and others could react, Bei Mingxue suddenly stood up, turned her head to follow the sound, and met Su Zimo's eyes.

Bei Mingxue clenched her fists subconsciously, her expression was excited, her vision was a little blurry, and the person in front of her seemed unreal.

Wang Dong and others looked at Bei Mingxue in astonishment.

They had never seen such a big mood swing in Bei Mingxue.

Bei Mingxue has always been calm and calm in the sword world. He specializes in swordsmanship, and his relationship with everyone is as smooth as water.

Unexpectedly, Bei Mingxue would be so excited when she saw this fellow Daoist Su from heaven.

"is this real?"

Bei Mingxue couldn't believe it for a moment.

She rubbed her red eyes and looked again.

The man in green shirt not far away, with handsome features and a faint smile on his face, was looking at her.

In an instant, Bei Mingxue felt in a trance, as if she had returned to the scene when she first met the man in green shirt many years ago.

"Master?"

Bei Mingxue cautiously called out softly.

"it's me."

Su Zimo nodded slightly.