There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

"Huh!"

Nie Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly.

"Junior brother, you're awake!"

A crisp and clear voice came into his ears, nervous and joyful, and a handsome face that was not without heroism came into his eyes.

At the same time, countless images were generated in the sea of ​​consciousness and came one after another.

The Buddha projection, the formless demon, the Five Elements Emperor, Baiyujing, the Sword Pavilion, the Shangyang Tower, the Weixian Martial Arts Hall and other scenes all sank into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness...

I am Nie Wushuang!

Nie Wushuang, who has tens of millions of Dharma bodies and wiped out the Buddha projection with a little trick, is also a traveler from the outside world, an ordinary person who spent an insignificant life on Blue Star.

I am Nie Wushuang!

The junior brother of the Qixia Sword School in Changlin County, Hexi County, Yunzhou, Xuguo, a sixteen-year-old boy who has just started on the sword path.

This is the third life!

What is that darkness?

Why did you send yourself to this boy?

The person in front of you?

The eldest sister of Qixia Sword Sect, the only daughter of the head of the sect, is Cheng Lijun, who is still in the stage of tempering the body and building the foundation.

In addition to Cheng Lijun, there is another person next to her, about 17 or 18 years old, wearing the same green cloth clothes as Nie Wushuang and Cheng Lijun. He looks panicked and pale, like a frightened little beast.

"Third Junior Brother, Junior Brother is awake, you take him away later, I will lead away the pursuers!"

Cheng Lijun said to the man.

The man moved his mouth but did not say anything.

"Third Junior Brother, cheer up, after I lead those guys away, you must take Junior Brother home safely!"

Cheng Lijun shouted.

A picture appeared in Nie Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness.

This is the southern foot of Manghuang Mountain, and Changlin County is at the foot of the mountain. The disciples of Qixia Sword Sect have to go into the mountains for trials every month, and collect herbs and hunt monsters.

At first, everything was normal.

When they were leaving the mountain, they were attacked by people wearing bronze masks. Four of the seven people died in the battle. Senior sister Cheng Lijun took the young Nie Wushuang and the third brother Lu An to flee. On the way, the young man fell off the cliff, suffered a head injury, and fell into a coma.

After waking up, Nie Wushuang's consciousness appeared.

The shadow space no longer exists. The shadow under him is just a shadow, not a clone. There are thousands of magical powers in the sea of ​​consciousness, but only a few can be used.

The young Nie Wushuang is weak.

It is probably impossible to be invincible like before!

However, the spiritual consciousness is like the ocean. To some extent, it can be used. Of course, it cannot be used too much, otherwise the body cannot withstand the backlash.

"Third brother, you must bring the little brother home, remember!"

After the voice fell, Cheng Lijun turned around and smiled brightly at Nie Wushuang.

"Little Junior Brother, hold on, you'll be fine!"

After saying that, she crouched down with a three-foot-long sword and walked through the bushes. Soon, she disappeared into the vast woodland.

After a while, a long howl came from the forest.

"Cheng Lijun of the Qixia Sword Sect is here. You dare not show up, dog thief, do you dare to show up and fight..."

The howl gradually faded away, and soon it sounded again in the distance.

Nie Wushuang looked at Lu An.

At this time, the panic and fear on Lu An's face had subsided, but his expression was uncertain, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he made a decision.

He glanced at Nie Wushuang, and when he spoke, he lowered his head slightly to avoid eye contact.

"Little Junior Brother, I'm afraid that the senior sister will be alone, so I want to support her and help her share the pressure. You can go by yourself in a while, okay?"

Nie Wushuang lifted the hair hanging in front of his eyes.

He glanced at Lu An, who didn't dare to look directly at him, and said softly.

"Okay."

"Then I'll go!"

Lu An felt relieved and stood up quickly.

Then, he crouched like a wild boar through the bushes and ran towards the distance.

The direction he ran in was not only the opposite of Cheng Lijun, but also the opposite of her.

After a while, he didn't hear his shouts.

Nie Wushuang smiled.

He slowly stood up and looked down at his side.

There was a sword there, a three-foot-long ordinary weapon, without any spirituality.

Looking inside himself, the boy's body was also like this. He barely tempered the blood and qi, and even the internal strength was not generated, let alone the sword qi, the innate sword qi...

So what?

Nie Wushuang picked up the long sword, and suddenly, he felt a blood connection.

The foundation of Baidi is still there. For the time being, among the things of the Five Elements Emperor, only Baidi's swordsmanship is suitable for the boy now.

The others, such as the dissociation of divine light, the Qiankun Yizhai, Taiyi, and the incarnation of the formless...

Forget it!

He strode out of the bushes.

There were thorns in the bushes, and it was inevitable that something would be on the clothes when going in and out, such as thorns or hairs.

When Nie Wushuang came out, his clothes were intact, spotless.

He closed his eyes and listened attentively.

After a while, he opened his eyes and walked to the side of the forest.

...

In the forest.

Two gray-clothed men wearing bronze masks were walking.

Not far away, a group of mountain birds flapped their wings and flew towards the distant sun. At the same time, Cheng Lijun's shouts sounded in that direction.

"Master, east!"

A man in green said behind him.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he was quite old, at least over fifty years old.

"No hurry!"

The man in front said, still standing there.

"This girl deliberately lured me to show up, probably wanting to use herself as bait to give others a chance to escape."

"Why should I fall for her trick?"

"She wants to lure me out, but I won't go. I'll kill those two brats first..."

"Uncle Fu, you have participated in more than a dozen hunts, so you are so easily fooled?"

After saying that, the man chuckled.

This man's voice was very young, about twenty years old. Even through the bronze mask, he still gave off an extremely arrogant and aloof feeling.

"The young master is wise, but the old slave miscalculated!"

The man behind lowered his head.

His cultivation level is higher than that of the young man, and he can crush the other person to death with one hand. However, the other person is the master and he is the slave.

In aristocratic families, dignity comes first.

All children from aristocratic families must experience actual combat in addition to cultivation.

After reaching a certain level, disciples will go into the mountains to hunt. What they hunt is not monsters, but practitioners of the same ethnic group.

The disciples of the Qixia Sword Sect were unlucky and were taken as prey by this young master.

Uncle Fu is the young master's bodyguard and protector. Unless the young master is in danger of death, he will not take action.

I will only do some auxiliary work like now.

Uncle Fu jumped into the air, stood on the top of a pine tree, and looked towards the sky. There was a golden eagle hovering over the forest.

"Five miles to the southwest!"

Uncle Fu looked at the hovering golden eagle and said calmly.

After saying that, he was about to jump down.

Halfway through, he changed his plan and remained in the treetops.

"Four miles!"

"No! Sanli!"

The hoarse voice shouted again, with a hint of nervousness.

"Two miles!"

"Come so fast!"

"One mile!"

"Master, be careful!"

Uncle Fu's voice was slightly frightened, and he fell from the tree like a big bird.

At the same time, not far away, a figure broke into his eyes.

Nie Wushuang came towards this side through the forest clearing with a three-foot green blade in hand.

He was not running, but walking. His steps didn't seem to be big, and his walking speed wasn't fast either.

In an instant, he appeared in front of these two people.