Chapter 2739 Very Tricks

The sword cultivators who were wandering outside the cave all stopped and turned to look at them.

The original hustle and bustle has gradually faded away.

Bei Mingxue didn't seem to have any abnormality. Seeing the many sword cultivators gathered outside, he frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"us……"

Numerous sword cultivators looked at each other with embarrassed expressions and hesitated to speak.

They can't say that they are worried that Bei Mingxue will be bullied by his master, and come over to save people, right?

Among the crowd, Jian Chen stood up.

In any case, Su Zimo was the one who led him into the sword world from the outside. If Bei Mingxue was hurt in any way, he would feel uneasy.

Jian Chen explained: "The brothers and sisters saw that you and fellow Daoist Su were in the cave for three days and three nights without any movement, so they were a little worried about you."

"What are you worried about me?"

Bei Mingxue asked back.

"Forehead……"

Jian Chen coughed lightly and said, "After all, we don't know much about Fellow Daoist Su, and Junior Sister Beiming and him have not seen each other for many years, so, um... I am worried that Fellow Daoist Su may hurt you."

"He is my master, how could he hurt me?"

Bei Mingxue said calmly: "Even if everyone in the world is my enemy, he will stand in front of me and protect me."

Back then, in the Southern Territory of the Desolation, Su Zimo was by her side, and even fought against the three great families!

Hearing this sentence, all the sword cultivators had complex expressions, embarrassment and envy in their hearts.

How fortunate is this fellow Daoist Su to be able to trust Junior Sister Beiming so much?

Jian Chen sighed in his heart.

At this moment, Su Zimo came out of the cave.

In an instant, the eyes of many sword cultivators all fell on Su Zimo.

Everyone kept looking at Su Zimo, wanting to see who the master of Bei Mingxue was.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, and he had long been surprised by such eyes.

Jian Chen hesitated a little, but went forward to greet Su Zimo.

Su Zimo nodded slightly and didn't talk to him any more, so he said to Bei Mingxue, "Let's go, go to Xijian Pond to practice."

"Um."

Bei Mingxue nodded.

Under the watchful eyes of the sword cultivators, the two walked in the direction of the Sword Washing Pond.

"Humph! I think this person has some brilliant method, why don't I still go to the Xijian Pond to practice? How is this different from Beiming's usual practice?"

"He is just a true immortal in the first stage. In my opinion, he is not qualified to preach to Junior Sister Beiming."

"That's right, I'm worried right now, what kind of martial arts Junior Sister Beiming follows this person will not only waste time, but also waste her kendo talent."

"Let's go and have a look together."

A group of sword cultivators were discussing and also walked towards the Sword Washing Pond.

For the past three days, Su Zimo has helped Bei Mingxue to formulate the next cultivation direction.

If you want to boil your body and refine your bloodline, the most suitable place is the Sword Washing Pond at the foot of Killing Sword Peak.

Before that, Bei Mingxue was only practicing by the Sword Washing Pond.

And Su Zimo was going to let Bei Mingxue enter the Sword Washing Pond to more directly bear the impact of the violent sword energy in the Sword Washing Pond and the attack of killing intent!

This kind of cultivation method is extremely dangerous, but it can maximize the transformation of Bei Mingxue's flesh and blood.

Moreover, under the constant invasion of killing intent, Bei Mingxue's martial arts will and Taoism will also be further transformed!

Of course, the whole process is bound to be extremely painful.

You know, the Sword Washing Pool is used to temper weapons.

But now, Su Zimo asked Bei Mingxue to practice in the Sword Washing Pond, which is equivalent to treating Bei Mingxue's flesh and blood as a weapon to temper!

Numerous sword cultivators had just arrived at the Sword Washing Pond when they saw Bei Mingxue jumping into the Sword Washing Pond.

"what!"

Someone exclaimed: "Senior Sister Beiming, what are you doing, don't you die!"

Many sword cultivators also changed their expressions.

Jian Chen, Chu Xuan and some other true immortals hurried to the Xijian Pond, ready to use the Dao method to rescue Bei Mingxue from the Sword Washing Pond.

But before Jian Chen and the others could make a move, Su Zimo stopped them, looking surprised, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Su Zimo really didn't understand, he was teaching disciples here, and this group of sword cultivators were surrounded here, why are they so nervous?

A true immortal frowned and said solemnly: "How violent is the sword energy in the Sword Washing Pond, how can a flesh and blood body bear it?"

"The Sword Washing Pool is used to temper weapons!"

"Su, you let Junior Sister Beiming jump off?"

Many Jianxiu stared at Su Zimo with a bad tone and asked loudly.

Bei Mingxue was in the Sword Washing Pond at this time, constantly bearing the impact of the violent sword energy and the killing intent, unable to be distracted and not knowing what was going on outside.

Su Zimo said, "With me watching, you don't have to worry."

This sentence cannot calm down the anger of the sword cultivators at all!

Jian Chen looked at Bei Mingxue, who was covered in bruises and blood, in the Sword Washing Pond, and felt distressed for a while.

You must know that the horror in this sword washing pool, even some true immortal powerhouses, dare not set foot in it at will.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked word by word, "Fellow Daoist Su, is this the martial arts you speak of?"

Su Zimo was silent.

If you want to smash your body and refine your blood, you have no extraordinary means, and you cannot bear the pain that is different from ordinary people. How can you lay a perfect foundation?

When the martial arts deity stepped into the real martial world, he endured the fire of hell, the torture of endless pain and true meaning!

What Bei Mingxue endured at this time was not as good as 1/10,000 of the martial arts deity.

If you can't bear this pain, then you don't need to practice any martial arts.

These swordsmen had good intentions, worried about Bei Mingxue's safety, and Su Zimo didn't want to argue with them, let alone cause any conflict.

Seeing Su Zimo's silence, Jian Chen felt even more annoyed in his heart. He clenched his fists slightly, and said solemnly, "I want to come to Daoist Su because you don't know the horror in this sword-washing pool, why don't you jump down and experience it yourself?"

"That's right, as Bei Mingxue's master, you should jump down first and make an appearance!"

"If you don't dare to jump, you will kill your disciple. Are you also worthy of being the master of Junior Sister Beiming?"

The rest of the sword cultivators also spoke in a more stern tone.

Su Zimo remained motionless and looked indifferent.

Jian Chen thought that Su Zimo was afraid, and sneered: "As the master of Beimingxue, you can't bear the impact of the Sword Washing Pond, why should you let Junior Sister Beiming bear these pains?"

Su Zimo didn't answer, suddenly shot, and filled a bowl of sword qi pool water from the waterfall where Lujianfeng fell.

The water in the pool is crystal clear, without any impurities.

Su Zimo said, "This water is very clean."

Jian Chen and the others looked at Su Zimo in confusion, not understanding what he was going to do.

At this moment, I saw Su Zimo holding up the big bowl and drinking the water from the pool full of violent sword energy and terrifying killing intent!

hiss!

Jian Chen and many other sword cultivators sucked in a breath of cold air, stared at them, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Fang Cai's accusation and questioning disappeared instantly.

With Jian Chen's cultivation level, he could barely support him when he entered the Sword Washing Pond.

But he absolutely did not dare to swallow the sword energy pool water directly into his stomach.

This means that countless violent sword qi burst out in the body, if it can't bear it, the body will be torn to pieces by the sword qi!

At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head, looked at Jian Chen and the others, and asked with a smile, "Everyone said so much, you must be thirsty, do you want a bowl?"