Chapter 1226 I, Bai Zhaoyun, Will Keep a Low Profile in the Future

, my follower of the global god is Galen

The fisherman pointed in the direction: "Walking along the coastline, this is the edge of the Lieyang Kingdom. It's about... a few hundred miles away."

Bai Zhaoyun nodded seriously, and asked again: "Dare to ask your benefactor's name?"

"Don't call me benefactor, I'm just a god of fishing and casting nets." The fisherman smiled a little embarrassedly, scratching his dry and rough face: "Just call me Kelunde."

When Bai Zhaoyun heard the name, he wasn't too puzzled, it seemed to be a very common name after all.

But if Lin Fan heard this name, he would definitely feel inexplicably familiar.

Bai Zhaoyun thanked him again, and then slowly lifted the knife.

"Where is the red rabbit!"

The breath of terror has come to this place!

A flaming steed sprang out from his chest, with a red glow all over his body, like a dragon!

But before Bai Zhaoyun could ride it...

"boom!"

The steed kicked Bai Zhaoyun over with a hoof, looked at Bai Zhaoyun with humane eyes full of disdain and anger, and then turned back to Bai Zhaoyun's body again.

Not for his use at all!

It even seems to have a grudge against him...

"Oh," Bai Zhaoyun sighed helplessly, and muttered in his heart: "Don't be like this, anyway, I am also your descendant, so you can't let me go on my own way... Chitu runs so fast!"

"Let me ride for two days."

A furious roar came from Bai Zhaoyun's body.

"You kid still has the face to say it!"

"It's okay to be idle, why are you pretending to be aggressive in front of Guan!"

"It made me think you were so powerful, but it turned out...Damn it! You are just a sixth-level performance god, and you have no qualifications to practice the Dao of the Sword!"

"Guan Mou's famous name was ruined in one day! Why did he find a successor like you!"

"Native chicken and tile dog, a man who inserts bids and sells heads!"

"If I had known that you were just a god of acting with no talent for swordsmanship, if I had known that you were just a waste who just wanted to eat and wait to die, Guan would have hacked you to death with a single knife!"

"Hateful, hateful!"

The voice seemed to have suppressed the anger for a long time, venting it at this moment.

Bai Zhaoyun scratched his head with a complex expression.

But to be honest, even if the remnant soul of the Great Xia Martial Saint scolded him like that, Bai Zhaoyun's heart didn't fluctuate at all.

It is true that Bai Zhaoyun's mind has been honed to be extremely firm during these years of life and death.

and……

This is not the first time that there is a boss in the body cursing.

As early as when the remnant soul of the Qinglian sword fairy was in his body, Bai Zhaoyun was used to being scolded every day until the remnant soul of the Qinglian sword fairy fell into a deep sleep.

Seriously.

At the beginning, that Qinglian Sword Immortal scolded much more ruthlessly than this Martial Saint, and also had a variety of tricks, and even wrote poems to scold. His eloquence was as eloquent as rap.

"It's not my fault," Bai Zhaoyun muttered inwardly with some grievances, "I told you then..."

"you……"

For a moment, the remnant soul of the Great Xia Martial Saint was speechless.

This kid really told himself and persuaded himself.

It was because he had to let this kid be his successor that he reluctantly accepted his inheritance.

Can……

"Sigh, if you want to pass a famous name in a certain life, you will die in your body." The Great Xia Martial Saint sighed: "It's a pity that Guan's remnant soul is about to fall asleep, and if he wants to find another heir, he has already died." late……"

This Eastern Martial Saint can also feel that there is another fierce sword intent from the East remaining in this kid's body.

It seems that there was a remnant soul of the Eastern Sword Immortal in this kid's body for a period of time, but Guan Erye couldn't find the remnant soul of the Eastern Sword Immortal no matter how he searched.

this means.

That Eastern Sword Immortal is probably already out of his wits.

And this will also be his own ending!

"You can't practice the Dao of the Sword, you can't really take over my inheritance and become Guan's true successor. Guan can't accumulate strength in your body, and this remnant soul can only become weaker and weaker."

The words of a person who is about to die are also good. The Daxia Martial Sage who already knew his end was not so irritable at this time, and sighed immediately: "This remnant soul of Guan is about to fall into a deep sleep until the weakness dissipates."

"In the future, you kid can do it for yourself."

"I only hate that a certain generation of heroes in Guan lost his eyes for a while and was buried in your little body. Big brother, third brother, Guan can't wait for you!"

"boom!"

The aura in Bai Zhaoyun's body was slightly disturbed, and he could clearly feel that the remnant soul in his body was silent.

"Senior, senior?" Bai Zhaoyun called out in his heart.

No one responded.

"Oh, another one is sleeping in my body..." Bai Zhaoyun sighed, with guilt in his eyes: "I said you don't want me, you have to find me as your heir, you can't stop me..."

Bai Zhaoyun thought, if this continues, his body won't become a mass grave for those oriental warriors, right?

But I, Bai Zhaoyun, didn't want to either!

I, Bai Zhaoyun, have also persuaded you, but who knows why those Eastern Martial Gods must find me, Bai Zhaoyun, as their successor!

I'm obviously just a god of performance, why do I have to carry so much inheritance!

"I just hope that one day, I can help you find a good successor." Bai Zhaoyun sighed, and suddenly remembered that boy.

But after thinking about it, Bai Zhaoyun shook his head.

After all, the younger brother already has the inheritance of that sword fairy, so it is not bad for a person to have the talent of swordsmanship, but the younger brother has that kind of extraordinary swordsmanship talent, and he is already a feather and a phoenix horn.

How could it be possible to accept the inheritance of the sword god?

"Alas..." Bai Zhaoyun sighed, and touched an ancient book "Guan Gong's Autobiography" and "Spring and Autumn" in his arms.

To be honest, this is his greatest achievement.

Especially the first one, "The Autobiography of Guan Gong".

Although I don't know what purpose the Great Xia Martial Saint had in writing this autobiography, but the content in it is very detailed, introducing the heroic life of the Great Xia Martial Saint.

Every pretentious scene is described in great detail, how others react, how I look, how I move, and how I think in my heart.

Of course, for other sword gods, the most important thing in it is the knowledge about sword techniques and the perception of sword intent when pretending to be aggressive.

But for Bai Zhaoyun, this is simply a "Guidebook for Pretending to Be Awesome"!

With this manual, Bai Zhaoyun's acting skills will definitely be improved to a higher level, and he will be able to fully master the pretending skills of this Great Xia Wusheng!

And those powerful and domineering pretentious words in it, this is the greatest wealth for Bai Zhaoyun!

"Hmph!" Bai Zhaoyun shook his general robe, his eyes widened with anger, "Bai Zhaoyun is here, and those who come here should report their names, and the sword will not kill the unknown!"

With power and power, roll out!

The sword intent soared into the sky, and the ground was shattered inch by inch, and the knife marks were washed away.

There is also a green dragon roaring behind him!

Bai Zhaoyun nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, I am still suitable for acting.

"However, if you want to go to the Dark Moon Divine Kingdom, the name Bai Zhaoyun must not be called anymore, you must change your name..."

Bai Zhaoyun, who was walking towards the Dark Moon God Kingdom along the coastline, frowned, and said in thought: "What should I call it, Bai Zhao? Zhaoyun? Forget it... he is also a fake successor of Guan Wusheng anyway, why not call him... Guan Sandao ?”

Bai Zhaoyun nodded in satisfaction.

good.

very nice.

Powerful, domineering, rough, heroic.

It is completely different from Bai Zhaoyun's gentleness and elegance, he sounds like a mighty and tough macho.

It perfectly matches with his current saber aura and fighting spirit.

"Besides, when others hear this name, they will definitely not think that I am pretending to be Bai Zhaoyun." Bai Zhaoyun smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Very good, very good."

"From now on, I will be called Guan Sandao!"

"However, after arriving in the Dark Moon Divine Kingdom, you must keep a low profile... I should be able to keep a low profile!"

Bai Zhaoyun walked quickly towards the Dark Moon God Kingdom.

The mighty and domineering sword intent that soared straight into the sky walked with him.