A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 13 For nothing!unusual bamboo pole
"Are you the old repair boy who is in charge of cleaning this cave?" Su Mo asked.

"Hey! That's right. It's the only one in the Wulun Sect. Hehe!" The old repair boy smiled awkwardly at himself.

Seeing that Su Mo didn't express much, the old repair boy hurriedly took out tools from the storage bag and began to clean the cave.Don't look at the old repair boy's body is a bit dirty, but he works quite quickly and cleanly.

"Brother, thank you!" the old repair boy muttered as he worked.

This is the first time someone has thanked Su Mo, and he usually wants to thank others.

Su Mo smiled, looking at the old Xiu Tong's appearance, he was a little kind, and at the same time he was a little puzzled.

"Old man, what are you thanking me for?"

"Hehe!" The old cultivator smiled helplessly, "Little brother, you don't know, I have actually come here two or three times when you were practicing. But, I dare not disturb you!"

"Although I am in charge of cleaning the 99 caves, it is easy to manage the caves that are empty for the time being. For those caves where there are people, the owner of the cave often kicks me out when he sees me. To be honest, the caves of our Wulun sect all have formations. Blessing, where can it get dirty?"

"The owners of those caves are afraid that I will steal things from their caves, or bring bad luck and bad luck. After all, I have been on the mountain for more than 50 years, but I have not been able to grow roots."

"Hey! If everyone doesn't let me clean the cave, I'm afraid I'll be driven down the mountain when I'm useless." The old repair boy sighed while working.

The old Xiutong spoke very calmly, but Su Mo could hear it.These 50 years have been too difficult for the old repair boy.

When Su Mo was a beggar, he suffered all kinds of neglect and supercilious looks, and this old repair boy can be said to be a beggar in the fairy sect, and he is definitely not much better.

Looking at the old Xiutong, and thinking of the old Xuantou who made him "love and hate", Su Mo felt a resonance in his heart.

"Old man, you have worked hard. You can clean it at my place. What's your name?"

"Hey!" At this time, the old Xiu Tong had basically cleaned the cave, and when he heard Su Mo ask his name, he couldn't help laughing at himself, "Speaking of my name, I really blame my parents for not giving it a good name. name."

"Oh? What's your name?" Su Mo couldn't help being curious.

"My name is Bailai!" The old cultivator grinned and scratched his head, "As soon as I went up the mountain, I really came here for nothing. I can cultivate Qi in 50 years, and I can't become a Qi-refining monk at all. Not to mention, what? Changsheng asked? Now I can live a few more years."

"Bailai, hahaha!" Su Mo couldn't help laughing when he heard this.It's just that it wasn't ridicule, he just felt that the old repair boy's name was very interesting.

"My name is Su Mo!" Su Mo had stood up at this time, and he felt comfortable looking at Bai Lai, "Bai Lai, you can come and go often in my cave. You can see it. The cave is not cleaned often, so it’s definitely not possible.”

"Eh?" Bai Lai was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood Su Mo's kindness. The tension just now had disappeared, and he hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, Brother Su!"

"You're welcome!" Su Mo laughed, then pointed to his own appearance, and then to Bai Lai, "Look, don't we look similar?"

Bai Lai had been cautious the first two times he came here, and he didn't seem to pay attention to Su Mo's attire.

Seeing it now, Bai Lai couldn't help laughing.

Su Mo is really different from other repair boys in the cave.

"Hey! Where's your white robe?" Bai Lai asked suspiciously.Because, after all, even he has a white robe of a cultivator.Although I don't know how many years I have been wearing this white robe, it is still better than Su Mo's ragged clothes.

"Hehe! I have it too, and I don't want to wear it!" Su Mo patted the storage bag on his waist, "I am more comfortable wearing my ragged clothes."

In fact, only he knows what Su Mo thinks in his heart.Originally, a month ago, he was planning to wash his body and put on the Xiutong white robe.

But after what happened to Zhao Yunxing, Su Mo changed his mind.

Because, he knew whether he should be bullied or bullied when he put on that white robe.If he didn't wear that white robe, if he was powerful, he would still be respected.

A truly powerful person does not rely on clothes, but strength.

One day, Su Mo will let his ragged self be worshiped and surrendered by others.

"That's right! My things are good! My things are good!" Bai Lai sighed, and seemed to take Su Mo's words seriously.

It's a pity that Bai Lai has to rely on this white robe to make a living.

The old and the young got to know each other like this.

The two chatted nonsense for a long time. It was true that the little beggar met the old beggar and hit it off, and even felt a little bit like seeing each other late.

In the end, Bai Lai had to clean the other caves before he left.

Bai Lai left, Su Mo looked at Bai Lai's back, smiled wryly, and thought in his heart: Another old Xuantou?As for the Wulun School, does it really need such an old cultivator?

A look of complexity flashed across Su Mo's eyes.

However, Su Mo had to practice again after he left for nothing, and he didn't want to delay for a quarter of an hour.

He suddenly saw the bamboo pole beside him, recalling the day when he beat Chen Dong, he couldn't help picking up the bamboo pole and looking at it carefully.For a month and a half, I forgot to think about it.

From the outside, the bamboo pole is not the same as before.

After weighing the weight, it was even lighter than before.Su Mo couldn't figure out whether it was because of his own strength, or if the bamboo pole had really become lighter.

Snapped--

With a wave of Su Mo's hand, the bamboo pole was directly pulled to the ground.

I saw that the bamboo pole was not broken or cracked at all at that moment.Instead, the moment the pole head touched the ground, it bent directly, and the whole bamboo pole was whipped to the ground like a long whip.

The cave where Su Mo is located is a dark gray stone floor.

The stones in the cave are not to mention hard.

But if you look carefully at this time, you can find that there is a faint white mark where the bamboo pole was drawn.It's just not obvious. If Su Mo didn't pay attention, he might not be able to see it at all.

Amazing!Even so, Su Mo was also shocked.You must know that I didn't use much strength just now, just a random flick.

magic weapon?

Immediately, with a thought in Su Mo's mind, a trace of spiritual energy in his own body directly entered the bamboo pole.

A warm air flow instantly connected the bamboo pole and Su Mo like blood.

However, that feeling disappeared in an instant.

However, Su Mo felt it quite clearly.Is that the prelude to the legendary Realm of Controlling Things?However, that should be the level that can only be reached by the fourth level of Qi refining?

Su Mo didn't understand.

However, he can be sure that the bamboo pole in his hand is definitely not an ordinary thing.As long as one's realm improves, maybe there will be surprises.

Now he can't fully control the bamboo pole, and beating Chen Dong that day was just a small test.

The power of this bamboo pole is definitely not limited to beating Xiutong like Chen Dong.

Thinking of this, Su Mo took out the old copper bowl from the rag bag again.

(End of this chapter)