All the sword cultivators wandering outside the cave stopped and turned to look over.
The original hustle and bustle gradually faded away.
Bei Mingxue didn't seem to have anything unusual. When he saw the many sword cultivators gathered outside, he frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"us… "
Many sword cultivators looked at each other with awkward expressions and hesitated to speak.
They couldn't say that they were worried that Bei Mingxue would be bullied by their master and ran over to save him, right
Among the crowd, Jian Chen stood out.
In any case, he was the one who led Su Zimo into the Sword Realm from the outside. If Bei Mingxue was harmed, he would feel uneasy.
Jian Chen explained: "All the brothers saw that you and fellow Taoist Su were in the cave for three days and three nights, and there was no movement, so they were a little worried about you."
"What are you worried about me for?"
Bei Mingxue asked rhetorically.
"Forehead… "
Jian Chen coughed lightly and said, "We don't know much about Fellow Daoist Su after all. Junior Sister Beiming and he haven't seen each other for many years, so, um... I'm worried that Fellow Daoist Su may, will hurt you."
"He is my master, how could he hurt me?"
Bei Mingxue said calmly: "Even if everyone in the world is my enemy, he will stand in front of me and protect me."
Back then in the Southern Territory of the Wilderness, Su Zimo was the one who protected her, even going so far as to fight against the three major aristocratic families!
Hearing these words, all the sword cultivators had complicated expressions, feeling embarrassed and envious at the same time.
How lucky is this Fellow Daoist Su that Junior Sister Beiming can trust him so much
Jian Chen sighed in his heart.
At this moment, Su Zimo walked out of the cave.
In an instant, the eyes of many sword cultivators all fell on Su Zimo.
Everyone kept looking at Su Zimo, wanting to see who this master of Bei Mingxue was.
Su Zimo looked calm, and he had long been used to seeing such eyes.
Jian Chen hesitated slightly, but still stepped forward to say hello to Su Zimo.
Su Zimo nodded slightly and said to Bei Mingxue without exchanging more greetings with him, "Let's go and practice at the Sword Washing Pond."
"Um."
Bei Mingxue nodded.
Under the watch of a group of sword cultivators, the two walked towards the sword washing pool.
"Hmph! I think this person has some great skills, why don't I still go to the sword washing pool to practice? How is this different from Junior Sister Beiming's usual practice?"
"He is just a true immortal who has returned to the first stage. In my opinion, he is not qualified to preach to Junior Sister Beiming."
"That's right. I'm worried now that Junior Sister Beiming will practice martial arts with this person. Not only is she wasting her time, she's also wasting her talent in swordsmanship."
"Let's go and see together."
A group of sword cultivators were discussing and also headed towards the sword washing pool.
In the past three days, Su Zimo has helped Bei Mingxue to plan the next direction of practice.
If you want to temper your body and temper your blood, the most suitable place is the sword-washing pool at the foot of Sword-Slaying Peak.
Before that, Bei Mingxue had only practiced beside the sword-washing pool.
And Su Zimo planned to let Bei Mingxue enter the Sword Washing Pool to more directly bear the impact of the violent sword energy in the Sword Washing Pool and withstand the invasion of murderous intent!
This cultivation method is extremely dangerous, but it can transform Bei Mingxue's physical body and bloodline to the maximum extent.
Moreover, under the constant invasion of murderous intent, Bei Mingxue's martial arts will and Taoist heart will also undergo further transformation!
Of course, the whole process must be extremely painful.
You know, the sword-washing pool is used to temper weapons.
But now, Su Zimo lets Bei Mingxue practice in the sword washing pool, which is equivalent to treating Bei Mingxue's flesh and blood as a weapon to temper!
Many sword cultivators had just arrived at the Sword Washing Pond when they saw Bei Mingxue jumping into the Sword Washing Pond.
"ah!"
Someone exclaimed: "Senior Sister Beiming, what are you doing? Are you going to die?"
The expressions of many sword cultivators also changed drastically.
Jian Chen, Chu Xuan and other true immortals rushed to the sword washing pool, preparing to use Taoist magic to rescue Bei Mingxue from the sword washing pool.
But before Jian Chen and others could take action, Su Zimo stopped everyone and asked with a surprised look on his face: "What are you doing?"
Su Zimo really didn't understand. He was here to teach his disciples. These group of sword cultivators were surrounded here. Why were they all so nervous
A true immortal frowned and said in a deep voice: "The sword energy in the sword washing pool is so violent and fierce, how can a flesh and blood body bear it?"
"The sword washing pool is used to temper weapons!"
"Su, you asked Junior Sister Beiming to jump?"
Many sword cultivators stared at Su Zimo and asked loudly in a bad tone.
Bei Mingxue was currently in the sword washing pool, constantly bearing the impact of the violent sword energy, and the constant invasion of murderous intent. She was unable to be distracted and had no idea what was happening outside.
Su Zimo said: "I'm here to watch, so you don't have to worry."
This sentence cannot calm down the anger of the sword cultivators at all!
Jian Chen looked at Bei Mingxue, who was covered in bruises and soaked in blood in the sword washing pool, and felt heartbroken.
You must know that the horror in this sword washing pool is such that even some powerful true immortals dare not set foot in it at will.
He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked word for word: "Fellow Daoist Su, is this the martial arts you are talking about?"
Su Zimo was silent.
If you want to temper your body and temper your blood, you don't have any extraordinary means, and you can't endure the pain that is different from ordinary people. How can you lay a perfect foundation
When the martial arts master first entered the true martial arts realm, he endured the fire of hell and the torture of endless pain and true meaning!
What Bei Mingxue endured at this time was not as good as one ten thousandth of the martial arts master.
If you can't bear this pain, then there is no need to practice martial arts.
These sword cultivators had good intentions and were worried about Bei Mingxue's safety. Su Zimo didn't want to argue with them, let alone cause any conflict.
Seeing Su Zimo's silence, Jian Chen felt even more annoyed. He clenched his fist slightly and said in a deep voice, "I guess Fellow Daoist Su doesn't know the horror in this sword washing pool. Why don't you jump in and experience it yourself?"
"That's right, as Bei Mingxue's master, you should jump down first to show off!"
"You don't dare to jump, but you kill your disciples. Are you worthy of being Junior Sister Beiming's master?"
The other sword cultivators also spoke one after another, their tone becoming more and more severe.
Su Zimo remained motionless, his expression indifferent.
Jian Chen thought that Su Zimo was afraid, and sneered: "As Bei Mingxue's master, you can't bear the impact of the sword washing pool yourself, why should you let Junior Sister Bei Ming endure such pain?"
Su Zimo didn't answer, but suddenly took action and filled a bowl of sword energy pool water from the waterfall falling from Sword Slaughter Peak.
The water in the pool is crystal clear without any impurities.
Su Zimo said: "This water is very clean."
Jian Chen and others looked at Su Zimo in confusion, not understanding what he was going to do.
At this moment, Su Zimo picked up a large bowl and drank the water filled with violent sword energy and terrifying murderous intent in one gulp!
hiss!
Jian Chen and many other sword cultivators took a breath of air, stared, and were completely frightened.
The accusations and questions just now disappeared in an instant.
With Jian Chen's cultivation level, he could barely survive entering the sword washing pool.
But he would never dare to swallow the sword energy pool water directly into his belly.
This means that countless violent sword energy burst out and explode in the body. If it cannot bear it, the physical body will be torn into pieces by the sword energy!
At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head, looked at Jian Chen and others, and asked with a smile: "You guys must be thirsty after talking so much. Do you want a bowl?"