The only way

Chapter 183 Jade of Kunshan
There are trees in the south, and you can't stop thinking about it.

There is a spirit tree in front of me, and my life is over.

On the wrinkled brown tree coat, between layers of bark veins, faint golden threads grow windingly, like canopy branches and leaves, and the dark golden leaves are gloomy and green. At first glance, they look like maple leaves in late autumn. If you take a closer look, you will know that the leaf tip is flowing with golden light.

Lingchu's white jade-like face was a little stiff. Looking around this area from a distance, he thought it was a maple forest. Standing under the tree, through the light and shadow between the trees, the faint golden color was quite dazzling.

Golden Sandalwood!
There is a spirit tree in the world, called golden sandalwood, the tree grows golden threads, the leaves are like heavy gold, it has a strange fragrance when it burns, and its quality is very strong!
The sword is drawn like a painting, with heavy ink and sword shadows, a white light flashes between the mist and mist, following the master's will, it strikes on the tree trunk in front of him, the white sword light cuts across the golden sandalwood, and the brown bark still glows with a faint golden light.

Pulling the sword and getting closer, Lingchu looked at a thin white mark in front of him, and looked around in the golden sandalwood forest. Well, this golden sandalwood tree in front of him is still the thinnest!
The gloomy mood was only for a moment, and Lingchu then remembered what he could exercise by chopping wood this time.

The chopping place should be in the same place, so that the cut firewood will look good.

With a point of view, the golden sandalwood wood is hard, but it is suitable for sword practice.

But in an instant, Lingchu had already collected his thoughts and calmed down. A whole set of Liangyi swords around his body surrounded the ink and ink swords, forming a seamless sword posture according to the mysterious trajectory.

In an instant, spring produces all things, and sword transforms all things.

In an instant, everything becomes a sword, and the sword glows coldly.

The continuous sword energy condensed into one point, and the sword came out like a sea, and its momentum was majestic.

Like the wind blowing through a tree trunk, the thigh-thin golden sandalwood broke at the waist and fell to the ground with a rumbling sound.

Chunsheng can trap and confuse monks, hide the front with a sword array, and Qiusha can instantly kill, with a cold light.

One trapped and one killed, one hidden and one exposed.

Cutting down golden sandalwood can indeed exercise Lingchu's proficiency in using the sword array and the instant killing intent of the sword array.

However, the intent to kill, as well as the intent to dream, may require other methods.

Lingchu thought in his heart that the resurgence of the sword array in his hand did not save trouble, and directly changed the autumn kill, and the change between spring birth and autumn kill was also very important.

Although I don't know how the master will train her, Lingchu is still very convinced and admires this master who has just known him for two days.

Sweeping away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Lingchu concentrated on chopping the golden sandalwood.

Just chopping it down is not enough. To make firewood, it needs to be cut into several sections and split.

In the secret realm, Lingchu began such a day-to-day practice life.

The outer mountain of Daozong of the Three Qing Dynasties.

Gu Tianqiu's white robe with long sleeves is warm and moist, like the beautiful jade of Kunshan, with a smile on his mouth, he floated down in the deacon's hall in the outer mountain.

The deacons in the deacon's hall were dealing with various affairs of the outer mountain disciples who came and went. When they looked up, they saw the white-robed immortal coming over the clouds.

The aura of the golden core was not concealed, and his eyes fell on the token on his waist, and immediately a deacon showed a look of horror, and rushed to meet him.

"This uncle, I don't know why you came to the outer mountain?"

The deacon on duty at the Waishan Deacon Church today asked with a smile, with a respectful expression.

Gu Tianqiu's jade-like eyes fell on the deacon, and he stretched out his hand and handed out his token, "This is my token, please help my little junior sister to settle a little girl she brought."

The deacons of the deacon hall are naturally well-informed about the affairs of the outer mountains. The disciples of the inner mountains brought a little girl to get started, and immediately recalled the summons they received yesterday in their minds.

"Ah, yes, yes, I know, but the little girl named He Chaoyun brought by Yu Shiyu's little martial uncle, I will handle it for my uncle." The deacon originally wanted to call Lingchu, who was also a foundation cultivator, Junior sister, but saw the handsome man in front of him out of the corner of his eye, and changed his words again. If he called Junior Uncle Yu as junior sister, wouldn't it be suspected of taking advantage of the Jindan real person in front of him.

Not to mention, the master of that Uncle Yu is Master Duanyi. If he had not had a personal relationship, or had a master from Neishan as the support of the two guard disciples who informed him yesterday, this deacon would not have dared to Taking advantage of her age and fellowship, she called Lingchu her junior sister.

In this way, this man who called Junior Martial Uncle Yu as Junior Martial Sister, Jindan Daoist, and as gentle as Kunshan jade, should be the great disciple of Neishan Taiqing Mountain, Gu Zhenren.

"Uncle Gu, please wait a moment."

This deacon was really clever, but he figured out the identity of the visitor in an instant, and the smile on his face became even more attentive.

Gu Tianqiu still maintained a warm expression on his face, nodded unhurriedly, seemingly unaware of the deacon's warm attitude.

While the deacon was handling the matter, Gu Tianqiu thought of the little junior sister who should be cultivating by the side of the master in the secret realm at this moment, and remembered that the master came back yesterday and told them that even the master could not completely release the restriction.

Sighing silently in his heart, Gu Tianqiu's little junior sister's obedient and extraordinarily sweet smile flashed in Gu Tianqiu's heart. With just such a junior junior sister, he had to think hard about it.

Speaking of which, he does have a good friend who is good at the method of restraint, and he hasn't seen him for a long time, so if he has time, he might as well go there for a walk.

Before he finished thinking, the deacon trotted over and handed Gu Tianqiu his token and a token of a new disciple from Outer Mountain, with the words He Chaoyun engraved on it.

Turn over the token and belong to that monastery, but it has not yet been settled.

"The information of He Zhaoyun's disciples has been registered. In two days, the elders of the sect will go to test He Zhaoyun's qualifications, classify them, and confirm that they belong to the Taoist school."

Gu Tianqiu also knew about this, but the deacon from the outer mountain still explained it carefully and enthusiastically.

"Thank you." Gu Tianqiu nodded politely and thanked with a smile.

The clouds rise under the feet, like a gust of wind, they rise from the air, and the elegant crane that has been waiting for a long time flutters its wings and lands at Gu Tianqiu's feet.

The white robe is fluttering, and the sleeves are breezy. At a glance, the immortal travels far away by crane.

Deacon Establishment stared blankly at the white figure going away for a while, then turned and went back to the deacon's hall, muttering something in his mouth.

"Calm the mind and understand the mind, and the mind will be self-understanding. The skin is the exterior, and the skin is the exterior"

A passing disciple turned his head in surprise and glanced at the middle-aged deacon. What is this deacon uncle muttering about?

Beside the lotus pond, the little girl with shofar braids looks at the lotus in front of the pond, and the colorful koi carp freely under the clear water. Not far away, cranes are flying and the sun is shining.

The scenery was really beautiful, but after seeing He Zhaoyun for two days, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it was difficult to dispel the uneasiness and uneasiness in her heart.

Where is sister Yu?
Why don't you come to her?
He Zhaoyun was staring blankly at the koi carp that seemed to be covered with colorful gauze under the water surface, curiously wondering why the bubbles spit out by each koi carp were all colorful, and he hadn't figured it out yet. A reflection appeared.

Like a frightened rabbit, He Zhaoyun stood up abruptly and turned his head to look behind him.

A white-robed monk stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face;

"This is Lingchu's senior brother."

(End of this chapter)