She was originally worried that her master might have changed after this life and death experience.
Now it seems that Master is still the taciturn Master.
This was a good thing for her plans.
After all, the more you talk, the greater the possibility of being exposed.
It was as if she had made a lot of preparations in order to prevent the Demon Sect's ever-lasting son from revealing any flaws in front of her master.
"And in order to make that guy understand how I felt at that time, the only way to achieve the best effect is to choose a master who doesn't like to talk on weekdays."
Miss Jianxian's face was filled with a satisfied smile.
Although she was still a little hesitant in her heart at this moment, she also wondered if what she was doing was not a good idea.
It would be fine if that guy found out, but if Master found out...
Well, Master won’t be in any trouble, right
After all, he was the master who cared for him so much on a daily basis and never cared about trivial matters.
Even if such a master reacted, he would probably just nod to me indifferently and then ignore the message from the wooden sword in the short term.
(If that's the case, if that guy doesn't get a reply for a few days, will he think something has happened to me?)
That shouldn't be the case, right? After all, he was the heartless Demon Sect Saint...
But I'd better be careful not to reveal this to Master.
Lu Yuli made a decision in her heart.
"Unfortunately, the power of the Sword Ancestor's wooden sword has not yet been fully unleashed. Every time I change the wooden sword's contact for a message, I have to wait three days before I can change it back..."
And if you want to spy on the content of the message, you need to wait until you change back to the wooden sword connection, and use your wooden sword as a transit to trace back the previous content.
Although it was quite troublesome, I thought that in three days I would be able to see the Demon Sect Saint suffer his first defeat...
Miss Jianxian felt that everything was worth it.
… …
Luo Wusheng is sitting in his newly bought home at this moment.
The next day's development was just as he expected.
Those forces who did not want the Magic Weapon Pavilion to rise observed patiently for half a day, and finally determined that the things used by the four secretaries were nothing special. Then they began to plan how to turn the Magic Weapon Pavilion's propaganda into a laughing stock in the royal city.
By the evening, when the four students who worked as secretaries of the Magic Weapon Pavilion returned in a shabby state, a lot of rumors had already spread in the city.
As for the four secretaries, they went to Hongyan Building after they came back.
Lao Wang was still a little hesitant, but he could not stand the provocation from the other three, especially Li the bitch.
Luo Wusheng really wanted to go with them, but unfortunately Bai Xiaoyao was right next to them.
My junior sister thought it would be too boring for me to forge guns alone behind closed doors, so she came over in the afternoon to chat and joke with me, and even played a few flute pieces.
To be honest, the sight of the witch playing the flute is truly artistic.
The level of the music was indeed slightly inferior to that of the courtesan Yao Ji, and it failed to make Luo Wusheng, who had listened to many divine songs, feel intoxicated by it.
After several staff members left, the brother and sister went to the Magic Weapon Pavilion.
Those weapon refiners were completely into the state and couldn't stop at all. They took the initiative to apply for 996, and even seemed to be going for 007.
Thinking of this, in order to prevent these talented people from dying suddenly, Luo Wusheng simply shot each of them.
Well, they used the bullets they had just invented, which had the effect of forced hypnosis.
Finally, he separated from Bai Xiaoyao and returned to their respective rooms.
Bai Xiaoyao needs to condense the spiritual power in her body. After all, the battle for the Human Immortal Ranking will start in just one month, and then she will have to go to the ancient heaven to prepare for the golden elixir breakthrough.
The witch is actually very busy.
Luo Wusheng is also very busy.
After careful consideration, he gave up the idea of taking the opportunity to go to Hongyan Tower to listen to a few songs, and instead chose daily maintenance and the favorability of the real protagonist.
Thinking of the story he had compiled from his memory, he was confident that he could make Xiao Yuli interested in it.
But... Miss Jianxian feels a little strange today.
I also require myself to pursue a sense of ritual when telling stories in the future and to tell the story from the perspective of a storyteller.
During the process, you cannot call her by her name, and even your self-proclaimed name has to be changed.
And it will last for three days.
It is called increasing the sense of immersion.
(Maybe she couldn’t help it after I called her Xiao Yuli all night yesterday… Well, she should be more restrained these days.)
Luo Wusheng felt that his explanation was reasonable.
And he doesn't reject this kind of role-playing.
Very romantic and interesting, isn't it
So the Demon Sect's Saint, who believed that he had excellent acting skills, quickly got into the role.
But the response he got was only one word.
[Um.]
Looking at the single word in the reply, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.
Then a knowing smile appeared on his face.
So that's what this girl is planning...
"Are you trying to role-play and pretend to be a difficult and cold listener to give me a hard time? How cute."
It's a bit unlike her.
Thinking of the beautiful little girl laughing and uttering cold words at this moment, the Demon Sect's Saint shook his head and laughed.
In that case, I'll just have some fun with her.
Thinking of the story he had prepared, Luo Wusheng's mouth curled up slightly.
Even if she is the real protagonist, she is still the same little girl after all. I guess as she listens, she will be attracted by the story and forget the setting.
Luo Wusheng was quite confident in his story.
Just when he was full of energy, the wooden sword in his hand shook again.
This time three words came.
[Let’s get started.]
Feeling a little anxious? Can't help but want to break the character
How unprofessional.
Professional actor Luo Wusheng made sharp comments in his heart.
Section 1#Volume 1#Chapter 43 What did you understand
Frost and Snow Pavilion on Frost and Snow Peak.
Ling Shuangxue held the communication dagger in her hand, her mouth slightly open, a look of surprise appearing on her face, which should have been indifferent and ruthless.
She had never imagined that the stories told by her apprentice could be so interesting and fascinating, making her want to keep listening.
Has such a story already spread in the world
As a swordsman in Jianzhou Jiange, the stories of sword immortals also attracted her.
Likewise, as a Nascent Soul, her experience in the martial arts world has allowed her to hear countless stories about sword cultivators.
There are real mortal swordsmen, and there are also imagined sword immortals.
But this was the first time she encountered such a story that appeared on the wooden sword and made her unable to stop.
Especially in this story, the sword immortal’s words “Here comes the sword” and “The way of sword is eternal like the long night”.
It made her heart, which had been cold and lonely for who knows how many years, recall once again the high-spirited and sharp edge she had when she first entered Jiange.
Yes, she had also thought about becoming a sword fairy like that.
With just one sword, you can suppress all enemies in the world.
Unfortunately, the only one who can do this is perhaps the founder of Jian Ge, the Sword Master who has reached the end of the sword path.
I never expected that the stories circulating in the world that I have not been involved in for many years have become so rich and colorful.
At this moment, Ling Shuangxue seemed to have really become a listener, being attracted by the storyteller's words.
At first, she couldn't get used to the feeling of changing roles, and her response was as cold as usual. But later, she was already immersed in the story and would take the initiative to respond to the storyteller.
Although due to my personality, I didn't make any overly passionate speeches, but at least one sentence had more than two words.
[… Today’s story ends here. To know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter~]
As the story scene came to an end, Ling Shuangxue, holding the wooden sword, still had a look of aftertaste.
After she came to her senses, she finally remembered that the person communicating with her through the other end of the dagger was her obedient disciple.
Looking at the storyteller's words and thinking of his disciple's appearance, the Lord of Frost and Snow Peak showed a rare, not-so-obvious smile on his face.
[I am looking forward to tomorrow’s story.]
[Sir, I think you are very optimistic about my story today. What do you think after listening to it? ]
The content of the reply made Ling Shuangxue slightly stunned. After a little thought, she integrated her spiritual consciousness into the dagger.
[I have so many mixed feelings that I don’t know where to start.]
This was her real thought at the moment.
[After listening to my story, do you think there is anyone in the world who can become a swordsman like the one in the book? ]
Ling Shuangxue fell into deep thought.
When talking about the sword cultivators in the world today, the first person to be mentioned is the current master of the Sword Pavilion.
Brilliant talent, achieving the pinnacle of transformation.
However, he was hindered by the Sword Pavilion and was deeply afraid of the immortal tribulation in the tribulation realm, so he never dared to break through and advance.
He is still far inferior to the sword master who looks down on everything in the book.
As for those old monsters in the Sword Pavilion who have to hide away from the world and avoid the immortal calamity, they are naturally even more difficult to compare with them.
No one can succeed.
Ling Shuangxue subconsciously wanted to answer this way.
But she felt that this answer was a bit boring.
So she changed the message she was about to send out with her spiritual consciousness.
[Who do you think can succeed?]
After sending it, she nodded with satisfaction.
Replying in this way can also help us understand more of the disciple’s thoughts.
[I think this guest can become a swordsman like that.]
The hand holding the sword froze.
Countless ideas flashed through Ling Shuangxue's mind in an instant.
What does it mean that my disciple, who has grown a lot, said this to me
Doubt first appeared in my mind, but it was soon overwhelmed by the throbbing that could not be suppressed.
Suddenly, she seemed to see such a picture.
He protected his disciple with one hand and stretched out his other hand. A sword light came across thousands of miles. Then he lightly swung the sword and defeated all the heroes in the world.
This is a picture that is a combination of the fantasy from many years ago and the story I heard today.