Chapter 907 Stormy Gathering

Bailianmen.

In the past two months, Su Zimo spent most of his time comprehending the Heavenly Sword Art and immersed himself in it.

The appearance of Heavenly Sword Jue looks like the most ordinary ancient book, unremarkable.

If he hadn't known it in advance, Su Zimo would never have thought that this ancient book would be related to the legendary three ancient sword techniques.

In addition, it was difficult to put the Heavenly Sword Art into his storage bag. After thinking about it, Su Zimo did the opposite and simply took it out to practice and comprehend it openly.

Even if someone bumped into him, Su Zimo never covered up, holding the Heavenly Sword Art in his hand, focusing on his own thoughts and ignoring others.

Therefore, in the eyes of many monks, although Su Zimo looks rough, he looks like a worldly nerd.

No one would have thought that Su Zimo, who held an ancient book in his hands all day long and never shied away from speaking out, was practicing and comprehending an ancient and shocking sword art!

According to normal thinking, if there is really a powerful secret technique, everyone will find a secret place to practice it, for fear of being seen by others.

Who would be as unscrupulous and frank as Su Zimo?

Although he holds the Heavenly Sword Art all day long, he is not worried about being seen by others.

Because every time he studied this ancient book, Su Zimo always looked at it with his right eye containing the candle light stone.

If you look with your left eye, you will only see a blazing light, your eyes will be white, and you will not see anything.

Even so, if Su Zimo looked at it with his right eye for a long time, he would feel a twinge of pain.

At this time, you need to stop and take a rest, leave the cave for a walk, look into the distance, and relax your eyes.

During this period of time, Nangong Ling rarely came to his place. He seemed to be holding back his energy and wanted to surpass him as soon as possible.

Liu Hanyan and Ruxuan come often.

Ruxuan is carefree and has a cheerful personality. She will tell all the big and small things inside and outside the sect during this period, as well as any gossip.

Liu Hanyan has a calm temperament and rarely talks. She just comes to sit with him.

Su Zimo could feel the tension and worry deep in Liu Hanyan's heart.

In a few days, it will be Qianzuru Tea Party.

At the Qianhe Tea Party, there will be a weapon-refining dispute between the Hundred Refiners Sect and the Nether Fire Palace, which attracts everyone's attention.

As a member of the Bailian Sect, although she looked calm, she was under great pressure and tried hard to control the anxiety in her heart.

Every time Liu Hanyan looked over, Su Zimo would smile back, his eyes clear and soft.

At this time, Su Zimo would secretly recite a Buddhist scripture that purifies the mind and calms the mind, and a peaceful and tranquil aura will emit from his body, allowing Liu Hanyan's floating mind to gradually calm down.

In fact, this is an invisible aura!

Legend has it that a butcher who kills many people will put down his butcher knife when he sees a monk with profound Buddhist teachings.

This is the reason why if you stay with an eminent monk for a long time, you can wash away the murderous aura inside and outside your body.

Su Zimo felt apologetic in his heart.

Although he is a disciple of Lord Jihuo, he really doesn't know much about casting magical weapons, much less than a disciple like Liu Hanyan who has been practicing in Bailian Sect since he was a child.

He couldn't help much in this matter. All he could do was to relax Liu Hanyan and help her adjust her condition as much as possible.

This day.

Su Zimo was studying the Heavenly Sword Art in the cave when a knock on the door sounded, and then the door to his cave was pushed open.

Without looking, Su Zimo could guess that Ruxuan must be here.

"Uncle Junior, I'm here to see you again."

Before anyone arrived, Ruxuan's voice had already been heard.

Su Zimo gradually came back to his senses and looked up.

I saw not only Liu Hanyan beside Ruxuan, but Nangong Ling also came with him this time, and he looked a little reluctant.

"Uncle Junior, are you still reading?"

Ruxuan asked seemingly casually, and suddenly came forward, looked at the ancient book in Su Zimo's hand, and said, "What is written in it?"

These days, Ruxuan saw Su Zimo holding the scroll. She didn't care at first, but then she became more and more curious.

Now, she made a surprise attack to see what was written in this ancient book so that Su Zimo could be immersed in it.

As a result, Ruxuan was disappointed.

In the ancient books, there seemed to be nothing in the vast expanse of white.

Ruxuan frowned and was about to look at it attentively, but suddenly she felt a stinging pain in her eyes. She exclaimed and took two steps back.

Unconsciously, two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

This time, Ruxuan was frightened.

At that moment, she felt that if she continued to stare at the ancient book, she would go blind!

Ruxuan looked at Su Zimo with a hint of fear.

She just glanced at it and ended up like this. It's really unimaginable how this little uncle could survive staring at this ancient book all day long.

"What, is something wrong?"

When Su Zimo saw the three people arriving, he asked aloud.

Ruxuan said quickly: "The Fengyun Gathering has started, let's go for a walk. In the past two months, I have been suffocated in the sect."

One month before the Qianhe Tea Party, in a Fengyun City in the middle of the four side gates, there would be a large gathering every day.

In addition to the four major side sects, there are also major super sects in Zhongzhou, major aristocratic families, including some casual cultivators, will gather here.

The Fengyun Gathering will last for a month until the Thousand Cranes Tea Party is held.

At this gathering, there will be many heavenly and earthly treasures, miraculous elixirs, ancient books and secrets, relics of spiritual beasts, magical weapons...

There are all kinds of things in the world of cultivation.

The monks who participated in the Qianhe Tea Party usually came to Fengyun City to see if they could buy what they needed.

Or, find some dusty treasures!

In short, pick up the missing pieces.

Over the years, at every Fengyun gathering, some dusty treasures would be discovered, making others envious.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

If it were normal times, there would be nothing wrong with going to this stormy gathering.

But at this time, the storm is coming, and I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Bailian Sect!

It is not wise for Liu Hanyan and the other three to choose to leave the sect at this time.

"forget it."

Su Zimo shook his head and said: "I remember that Lord Chixing told you to stay in the sect during this period and not to wander around."

"But after staying here for two months, I'm almost suffocated!"

Ruxuan pouted, looking aggrieved.

Nangong Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior sister, don't worry, as long as I am with you, I will never put you in any danger!"

"There are some people in our sect who, despite their seniority, are very timid. Let's go."

Nangong Ling's words were obviously talking about Su Zimo.

Su Zimo smiled lightly and didn't care about it.

Nangong Ling loves Liu Hanyan.

During this period of time, Liu Hanyan had become very close to him. Nangong Ling had obviously regarded him as his opponent and naturally wanted to outshine him in every aspect.

Su Zimo muttered: "If you want to attend the Fengyun Gathering, you three can't do it. You have to find a few seniors from the sect to accompany you. It's best to have someone strong in the Dharma Realm to accompany you."

"How can this be!"

Ruxuan rolled her eyes and said: "During this period, I don't know what happened to the sect. The strong men of the sect are very busy. Who has the leisure to accompany us to the gathering."