All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 241 Song Xuan, I don't want to reincarnate again!

On the ring, Song Xuan pinched Elder Li's neck with one hand, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"You are neither the master who taught me the way of immortality, nor the parents who gave birth to me and raised me. Calling you an elder is giving you face. Do you really treat yourself like a green onion?"

This is the first time Song Xuan has shown his sharpness since he came to the world of Jade Immortals after five years of penance.

To put it simply, after five years of dogging, his wings have hardened, and he doesn't want to hang on any longer!

Even if you don't use the power of the Five Elements Sword Infant, the cultivation base of the Tai Chi Yuan Infant alone, combined with the various magical powers and secret methods he has mastered, is enough to beat most of the strong in this world!
Regardless of who you are, the head of the elders, if you don't want to give you face, then don't blame him, Song Xuan, for stepping on your face to come to the throne!

Elder Li was held in mid-air by Song Xuan's single hand, no matter how much he urged him with his mana, he did not respond, and was completely suppressed.

At this moment, he looked hopeless, had lived for hundreds of years, and was hanged and beaten in public by his younger disciples who had practiced for five years. At this moment, he wanted to die.

"Old Qi, it's almost enough, let's stop here for the competition!"

Seeing that the heat was about the same, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect realized the strength of their own Dazhu Peak disciples, Tian Buyi finally came over from Yukong.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, threw Elder Li on the ring casually, and then said to Tian Buyi: "Master, my competition for today is over, if there is nothing else, then this disciple will go back to study first!"

As he spoke, he shook Chunqiu in his hand and said, "I am very interested in history books recently."

"Reading history makes one wise, and reading more books is a good thing!" Tian Buyi laughed and said, "You've been tired all day, go back and rest early!"

Song Xuan stepped off the ring and waved at Lu Xueqi.

Lu Meizi, who was dressed in white like a fairy in the snow, came over without asking why, and then the two of them walked in the sky and flew towards the Big Bamboo Peak.

Everyone watching this scene was deeply moved.

If it was changed before, everyone would definitely think that a good cabbage was slapped by Song Xuan, but now, forget it, he can slap whoever he likes, Elder Li was beaten violently for talking too much, and the other disciples Who dares to say more?
Even Master Shuiyue, who had been displeased with Song Xuan in every possible way, didn't react at all except for a strange expression at the moment, with an attitude of sitting back and watching his beloved disciple interact with Song Xuan.

Man, sometimes it is so realistic that even cultivators are not exempt from it.

On the way back to Big Bamboo Peak, Zeng Shushu chased after him very blindly.

"Senior Brother Song!" Zeng Shushu held a few books in his hand and asked, "I brought a few more history books, do you want to bring them back together, Senior Brother?"

Song Xuan laughed, accepted the book, and then comforted the other party, "Junior Brother Zeng, although reading history can make you wise, you must also pay attention to restraint. Don't delay your cultivation plan because of the momentary pleasure!"

"Thank you for your teaching, brother, I will definitely keep it in mind!" Zeng Shushu smiled happily, "Then don't disturb the date between brother and sister. When I have time, I will come to discuss knowledge with brother again!"

"Yes!" Song Xuan nodded and said: "They are all young people, so naturally they have to help each other, and it is always good to learn more knowledge!"

Lu Xueqi sized up Song Xuan and Zeng Shushu suspiciously, and always felt that what they said was normal, but there was something wrong with their tone and expression.

But what was wrong, she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Are history books really that interesting?Do male disciples like to read history?
Should she go back and read a few history books, and have more common topics with Song Xuan, right?

Back in the small courtyard of Big Bamboo Peak, Song Xuan casually put a few "historical books" on the table, and naturally hugged Lu Xueqi in his arms.

"Junior sister, what you said that day will be another day, does it still count?"

A blush appeared on Lu Xueqi's cheeks, she broke free from Song Xuan's arms, and gave him a faint look, "Are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm afraid you are in a hurry!"

"Humph!"

Lu Xueqi stopped talking to him, but curiously watched Song Xuan's small courtyard.

"How is it, okay?"

Song Xuan's courtyard was not too big, but it was very clean and tidy. There were a few peach trees planted in the courtyard, and there were a few small fragrant flowers in it, which bloomed happily.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings in the room are simple and clean, only a few pine tables and chairs, with kettles and cups on them.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded, Lu Xueqi looked it over carefully, and made sure that there was no trace of other people sleeping, her cold complexion suddenly softened.

"Don't you usually sleep in bed?"

Song Xuan pointed to the futon on the ground, and said, "I spend most of my time retreating on it, except to go to Xiaozhufeng to find you, I rarely go out!"

Lu Xueqi said softly: "You are more self-disciplined than I thought."

As she said that, her gaze finally fell on the wall directly above the bed, where a banner hung with a big word: Sword!
Lu Xueqi stared at the word quietly, but didn't respond for a while, as if she had fallen into an epiphany.

Song Xuan couldn't help being a little speechless. He wrote the sword word casually. Although it contained the sword's intention, it was not strong. It is difficult for ordinary people to sense the Dao without the talent of swordsmanship.

It has to be said that Lu Xueqi in this life is much more talented than Zhou Zhiruo in the previous life. Whether it is the speed of practice or understanding, it is not comparable to the previous life.

Half an hour later, Lu Xueqi opened her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, the whole room seemed to be enveloped by an invisible sword intent. The cold and sharp sword intent seemed to turn this place into a thousand-year ice cave.

"Song Xuan, I seem to have touched the bottleneck of the Shangqing Realm just now!"

Lu Xueqi was a little happy, and said: "Although there is still a gap compared with you, I think I can barely keep up with your footsteps!"

"Why, is it stressful to be with me?"

"En!" Lu Xueqi nodded heavily, and said: "You are too dazzling, I always feel that I can't keep up with your pace. You said that I was your wife in my previous life, and because of my limited cultivation qualifications, I ended up dying of old age in the previous world.

In this life, I don't want to die of old age. I want to practice forever and stay by your side. I don't want to be reincarnated again and again and be searched by you again and again! "

Song Xuan looked at her seriously, and said, "You really think so, you don't want to reincarnate?"

Lu Xueqi nodded, "In the past, I practiced just for myself, purely for the sake of cultivation, without much purpose. But now, I have a goal, and I want to be a comrade, partner, and Taoist companion who can fight side by side with you , not just the wife of the previous life in your impression!"

(End of this chapter)