Jiang Deng nodded seriously: "I'm not like someone who can't even move a small stone with my hands."
small stone?
Bai Sizhu turned his head and looked at half of the mountain across the entrance of the cave, with a look of doubt on his life.
Is he too weak, or is this dead woman Jiang Deng too strong?
"I will fight with you!"
I can't bear it anymore, and there is no need to bear it anymore.
Bai Sizhen roared, drew out his natal sword, Yao Jinjian, and rushed towards Jiang Deng!
"With only a defeated general, who is afraid of whom?"
Jiang Deng sneered coldly, not even bothering to take out the heavy light sword, and went straight to meet him.
Less than half a day had passed since the finals between the two, and the two fought again. It was obvious that Jiang Deng's cultivation level had not increased, but Bai Sizhu lost faster than last time.
After a while, he was kicked into the stream by Jiang Deng and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Ahem..."
Bai Sizhen lay in the river, letting the cold water wash over his body. He looked suspicious and covered his chest where the blood was surging.
Who knew that sword cultivation was not Jiang Deng’s strongest method?
Her physical training level is not weaker than her sword training level at all!
It seems that Jiang Deng was not lucky to get the leader, he was careless...
"Um?"
Seeing that Bai Sizhu didn't get up from the river for a long time, Jiang Deng was still curious in the air.
The water level in this creek is quite shallow. There is no reason why someone could drown, right?
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng approached him curiously, "Hey, did you die young?"
"...If you can't speak, you don't have to speak."
Bai Sizhu's voice was barely audible.
When Jiang Deng got close to him, he realized what had happened. It was probably because Bai Sizhu had been lying in the river for a long time. There was white frost on his eyebrows, and his whole body seemed to be frozen inside.
.
Bai Sizhu's teeth chattered and he said, "Hiss... the river water here is so cold."
"Really? I don't believe it."
Out of curiosity, Jiang Deng also reached into the stream.
Obviously the water in the creek is still flowing, but the water inside is particularly cold. It is not like an ordinary cold method, but more like a cold breath, which seems to be able to penetrate into people's bone marrow, even if they are body cultivators.
Jiang Deng couldn't bear it either.
"Huh? Something's weird."
Jiang Deng quickly pulled his hand out of the stream and shook it vigorously to get rid of the cold discomfort.
"Could it be..."
The two said in unison: "There is a treasure in this place!"
Realizing that Jiang Deng had the same idea as himself, Bai Sizhu immediately glared at Jiang Deng angrily, "The baby belongs to me, you are not allowed to rob it from me!"
Jiang Deng smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, it's yours. Just lie down in the river and wait for the baby to find you."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
She planned to clear away half of the mountain at the entrance of the cave and go in to see what it was like inside the cave.
"……stop!"
The sound of Bai Sizhen's gnashing of teeth sounded behind him.
His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "You rescue this young master from the river, and I will stop robbing you. Later, when you go to steal the treasure, I will still look out for you."
Jiang Deng nodded with satisfaction, "Deal!"
Lifting the frozen ice cube Bai Sizhu out of the river and setting it aside to thaw, Jiang Deng went to clean up half the mountain.
Nowadays, her physical strength is not what it used to be. The Giant Sword Peak is quite big, but the Flowing Water Peak is almost the smallest peak among the many spiritual peaks. If it is half a mountain smaller, it will not weigh much.
Jiang Deng held the fallen peak with one hand and easily lifted it up without spending much effort, then spliced it back to its original shape.
Bai Sizhu, who was on the ground, felt cold sweat break out on his forehead.
OMG!
Are physical practitioners still human beings?
He really regretted provoking Jiang Deng, the murderous god...
Jiang Deng had just finished his work and before he had time to go to his new home to see how it was, he heard Duan Chuan's voice from above.
"Where is my sword attendant? I am free now. You can come to Giant Sword Peak to give you some advice."
Um?
The third disciple wants to see her?
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity to test the third apprentice. Don't miss it!
"Let's go!"
Jiang Deng stepped directly into the air and headed towards the Giant Sword Peak.
"Hey!"
Bai Sizhu, who was on the same spot, could only regain his arms, but his legs were still frozen and could not move on his own. So he could only helplessly shout to Jiang Deng above: "My Lord! Take me with you!"
"
Jiang Deng turned a deaf ear to this and came to Giant Sword Peak alone.
Sure enough, this place is much larger than Liushui Peak, and this spiritual peak looks like a sword thrust straight into the earth.
Although the sword body does not have the smooth and sharp feel of an ordinary sword blade, and is instead covered with stone walls and weeds, it still looks like a real sword.
I don’t know if this sword can still be used...
Jiang Deng touched his chin, feeling somewhat tempted to pull out the big sword and give it a try.
Just when she was about to lose control of her curiosity, Duan Chuan, dressed in black, suddenly appeared out of thin air and successfully dispelled Jiang Deng's thoughts.
After a thousand years, Jiang Deng once again looked closely at her third apprentice.
We haven’t seen each other for so many years. Everything about the third apprentice has changed, except for his height. He was still as tall as her before. Now I don’t know if it’s because she also practiced physical education in this life, so she has grown taller, so...
…
Now she is slightly taller than the third apprentice.
Moreover, the third disciple's face was still a little pale, not as healthy as usual, and looked like he was seriously injured.
If this is the case, then she will have a chance to kill her enemy with her own hands!
In fact, Duan Chuan was indeed seriously injured.
First, he was interrupted by Xiao Chen when choosing the master of the sword plate, so he suffered a backlash. Then he was hit by Xiao Chen's ghost energy, and his strength continued to decrease sharply. From the very beginning of the Tribulation Realm to the late stage, he actually weakened to the Mahayana Realm, and even
And the posture of continuing to retreat...
Logically speaking, he should have been in seclusion for several months now to expel the ghost energy from his body, but when he thought that he had not had time to interrogate Jiang Deng, if he could really get the Hongmeng Spring, he would not only be able to recover from his injuries quickly, but even
Can improve strength!
Therefore, Duan Chuan lured Jiang Deng and Bai Sizhu over in the name of being a swordsman.
Duan Chuan looked at Jiang Deng for a few times, then looked at Jiang Deng's empty back, "Why is it just you? Where's the one named Bai?"
Jiang Deng suppressed the murderous thoughts that were about to surge in his heart, and lied casually with a natural expression: "In reply to Sword Master, he has diarrhea and his legs are numb from squatting, so he came slower."
"Lord Sword Master, I, I'm here..."
The next moment, Bai Sizhu ran over panting, but his legs had not completely thawed. He was limping when he ran, and it really looked like his legs were numb.
"Are you really having diarrhea?"
Duan Chuan looked at Bai Sizhu with a look of disgust, "We are all cultivators of immortality, but you still have the reincarnation of grains? I won't give you any guidance today, go back!"