Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

"Fart, I have heard it all, the teacher kept shouting for mercy, and kept shouting, "Fairy, you can spare me, I can't stand it. You are going to spare my old bones...'"

Master Zhang Er learned a lot, and the others almost laughed out of a pig cry.

Xu Xian's face twitched, and he couldn't help saying: "You may have heard it wrong, don't tell me this, not only it is insulting to gentleman, but also to our teacher's reputation."

"That's right, there are monsters in the academy, why don't people tell me?" Zhang Erzhu straightened his chest and looked dissatisfied.

"I really can't say..." a certain scholar responded very positively.

And Xu Xian said that he didn’t believe it, but he waited for 5 minutes to listen to him at the door...

He finally said with a serious expression: "There are monsters in the library. ."

"Xu Xian, don't make trouble, it is a monster or a fairy, our ears are good."

"Bah, look at your donkey heads." Xu Xian Pointing to them, and said: "Our teacher is sixty or three, how can we fight with this Banshee for so long?"

"Don't say anything else, teacher's age, really If you want to encounter any Banshee spirit, it is estimated that the effort of drinking a sip of water will be finished."

"Oh, that's really a monster. It is estimated that the teacher is entangled by the monster." Many scholars recollected and started. Hastily hit the door.

Xu Xian is not polite, shouting'Let me come,' and kicking towards the door.

Bang.

Two doors fell at the sound.

After that,

Everyone saw that their husband was facing the void output...

Next to him, there was a book with a strange name. The wind turns the page.

The other scholars did not dare to rush forward, their expressions nervous.

Xu Xian loudly shouted: "The monster is to die!"

Just watching him fly up... and kicked him away.

……

After one hour.

The curator of the academy came here in person, and he glanced at many students with embarrassment, said solemnly: "Old Zheng was confused by the book demon, and he did such an indecent thing in the academy."

"But you must understand that the library is the place where the book spirit is the heaviest, and some book monsters like to come here to eat the book spirit."

"And Old Zheng is very old. Now, Essence, Qi, and Spirit are no better than they were back then, and this made mistakes that shouldn’t have been made."

"He won’t be teaching you to read anymore, and he thinks he doesn’t have that face. Face you again."

"But you are his students after all..."

"Being a teacher for a day and a father for life..."

" This is almost equivalent to your dad’s embarrassment..."

"You can’t show off your ugliness..."

"Do you understand?"

Xu Xian everyone is nodded. Although the curator’s words are a bit wrong, there is a dad...

"Hey, that's your teacher. All his life's reputation is in your hands... …I hope you can understand.” The middle-aged curator said here, sighed, no more words.

Just to show them that a new teacher will be invited in some time, and I will give them a few days off recently.

Suddenly.

Many students happily went out one after another.

Well, it's mainly a holiday.

As to whether Old Mister's deception by the Book Demon will be spread out, it is a matter of fate.

When everyone left the academy.

Xu Xian squinted his eyes, turned over and jumped into the backyard of the entrance hall, picking up an unburnt book from the dry pit.

On the cover of this book, there are a few large characters and extremely indecent patterns.

"Demonic Girl Recording"

"Hiss, something." Xu Xian flipped the page and glanced roughly, the shining eyes sucked in a cold breath, and he quickly moved this This enthusiastic demon book was stuffed into his arms, completely ignoring his resistance and struggle.

"Well, mainly this thing, I have a friend who likes to collect..."

Chapter 4'lonely at the top'

inside the school hall.

The curator of the academy looked at the fire in the dry pit, and browsed tightly knit: "It makes no sense, and it is impossible..."

"This book demon is temporarily by me The seal is in the fire, how can it simply turn to ashes?"

"The book demon is indeed not dead, and there is indeed a Monster Qi here. Then it should be taken away by someone, or cut open by yourself Seal ran away." A man in a black shirt looked all around and browsed tightly knit. He seemed to be complaining that the curator was too stupid. I couldn't understand such simple things...

But I I don’t dare to carry the book monster with me. If the curator also makes a mistake, wouldn’t this academy stop doing it... the curator corner of mouth twitching, helplessly said: "Then what should I do now?"

"No way, these rateless book monsters, Monster Qi is too young."

"You can only wait for more Monster Qi when it commits crimes. You will have more than a few days. Pay attention to the students in the academy. Whose body becomes more vain and his face is too pale, then he must have taken the demon book." The black-shirted man said seriously, as if he had experienced it personally.

"Okay, then I would like to thank Immortal Master here." The middle-aged curator cupped the hands and skillfully handed out ten silver tael.

The black shirt man shook the head.

Later.

Wow~

A flame rose, and the man, like a paper man, gradually burned into dust.

And the curator looked at a bunch of ashes on the ground, muttered: "I said how to confiscate the money, this time I only came with a painting, I can't take it away..."

……

green hills and clear water, the wind is clear and the clouds are light.

Xu Xian has gathered herbs for two hours on the mountain, but unfortunately the medicine basket is still not full.

And he put his hands on his hips, stepped his feet to look at the opposite Wo Niu Mountain, and muttered:

"It is said that there are vixens in Wo Niu Mountain. Ordinary people should absolutely not go to collect medicine, otherwise they must They will be sucked into adults."

"The herbs on the two nearby hills were all lighted up by me. The other hills are too far away."

A risk?"

Xu Xian squeezed the iron sword around his waist, thinking about the chance of surviving when he encountered a monster.

"Hey, the world is too dangerous."

"If it weren't for the so-called Daliang Immortal Dynasty, I wouldn't be trembling in fear because of my martial arts." Xu Xian muttered a few words, then glanced at his medicine basket, finally made up his mind to go to Wo Niu Mountain to have a try.

Yes, even if you can't beat it, you have to explore the depth of the group of vixen.

"But..."

"Let’s go see Master first."

"After all, Master’s Po Taoist Temple is not far from here. Far away."

Xu Xian glanced at all around and muttered to himself: "Since there is no one around, then speed up a little bit."

One step, two steps, three to four steps.

About a few hundred steps.

Xu Xian came to a small green hill outside seven-eight li and went straight to the small ruined temple on the top of the hill.

Entered the Taoist temple.

Xu Xian first saluted the Three Purities Ancestor Master who had lost the paint, and then shouted: "Master, Master, where are you?"

"Master, Master ..." The roar grew louder and louder, the leaves outside the Taoist Temple kept falling, and the Taoist Temple was trembling slightly, and a crack was almost about to appear on the wall.

"Come on, don't shout, don't shout."

An Old Daoist holding a whisk came out and gave him a helpless look: "How old is the teacher? I can’t bear your sudden suddenness. I’m afraid you will send it away as your teacher one day."

This poorly dressed Taoist is named Xu Xuanping and his age is unknown. .

But Xu Xian has not seen any old attitudes in the Master during his ten years of apprenticeship, which is evident in his cultivation base.

"How can it be, Master realm profound mystery, it must be a hundred years old."

Xu Xuanping stared at him expressionlessly, but took it with joy. A rather heavy hare, "You are a bit filial, and you know that you can bring some wild food to your teacher. You will pluck your hair at noon and we will roast and eat."

"Hehe, I don't respect Master, Who else can you respect?" Xu Xian smiled and said, seeing Old Daoist meditating on the futon, he came to cutiously beaten his back behind him.

Xu Xuanping casually threw the bundled rabbit aside, and glanced back at him, "Oh, you've been doing pretty well recently, and you're a little diligent."

" Small progress is not enough. The main thing is that the Master’s teachings are kept in my heart. Whenever I think of Master’s church, I will naturally improve." Xu Xian face doesn't change boasting.

The master and disciple are chatting.

Suddenly.

A paper crane flew from outside, and I don’t know if it was tired. After arriving at the door of the Taoist temple, it swayed and fell to the ground as if it was lost.

Xu Xian quickly picked up a thousand paper cranes with his hands and feet and handed it over.

When Xu Xuanping picked up the paper crane, his face became a little difficult to look.

A full 5 minutes of effort.

Seeing that the Master always browses tightly frowns, Xu Xian asked in a low voice with the same ill-faced expression: "Master, what happened?"

"Hiss..."

"Master?" Xu Xian complexion slightly changed.

"Hiss...I have cramps in my feet, hurry up, help me." Xu Xuanping's painful voice changed, with both hands on the ground, stretched out the trembling left leg that was originally cramped.

"Oh oh oh." Xu Xian hurried up to help.

……

"Master, what is written on that thousand paper cranes?"

"For adults, don't ask the child." Xu Xuanping Frowning, rubbing his feet.

"Oh, does that matter?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Besides, it doesn't matter to me." Xu Xuanping shook the head in his hand A string of flames was born, and the thousand paper cranes were burned into ashes.

"The relationship is good, Master is better than anything without being involved." Xu Xian said, also sit cross-legged on another futon, and also meditate on luck.

When he was three years old, he said he wanted to practice martial arts and swordsmanship, and he learned the skills of Li Gongfu.

But one day when he was four and a half years old, Xu Xian was using martial arts to grab a candied fruit stick on the street...

Xu Xuanping caught him at a glance, and immediately pinched Xu Xian's fate, and said that he would teach him cultivation, but he didn't plan to make him a Taoist priest.

Since then, Xu Xuanping will secretly teach him cultivation and Sword Art everyday all, but he is not allowed to tell outsiders.

This practice.

That's fourteen years.

Of course, now it’s not like when I was a kid. I don’t need Master’s advice everyday.

Xu Xian also vaguely remembered that since he was ten years old, his Master only came here every half a month.

I also said that the Master leads the door, the cultivation is personal, and he cannot be dependent on him.

When he was thirteen years old, his Master only appeared once a month. He basically took a look at him... and left with disgust, and didn't bother to put a fart.

Now that he is seventeen years old, the Master basically does not appear at all.

Only when Xu Xian comes to find him, can he meet him.