Chapter 35 Xiaobai, I’ll take you

Hearing this, Ling Lan spat several times, "With Yuyang Sword Master's character, don't even think about breaking through. If all the immortal cultivators are like him, the world of immortal cultivation will be over sooner or later."

Wen Xiangyi nodded in agreement. In the same way, if those who are cultivating immortals flock to Su Yuning's fish pond one after another and think about romance every day, then don't even think about being able to ascend.

The two of them complained about each other for a long time, and Jiang Shaobai's face looked much better.

He stood up slowly, clenched the sword in his hand, looked into the distance, his eyes narrowed into two dangerous slits, "I will definitely avenge this."

Wen Xiangyi thought of the rumors about the thousand-year-old sycamore tree in Luoxia Valley and asked directly, "So you came to Luoxia Valley to find the opportunity left by the Phoenix God Clan, right?"

"That's right." Jiang Shaobai nodded slightly.

"I have seen records about the sycamore tree in Luoxia Valley before in the sect's Sutra Pavilion, so I thought of looking for it. With my luck, I will definitely be able to find it."

He said this with full confidence, as if it was only natural that the opportunity was given to him.

Wen Xiangyi couldn't help but sigh, Long Aotian's confidence was indeed different from ordinary people.

If she didn't have any confidence in herself, she wouldn't dare to make a five-year contract directly.

Ling Lan took a few steps slowly, "But this Luoxia Valley is so big, how are we going to find that sycamore tree? Is there any record of it in the book you read?"

"I have a way." Jiang Shaobai took out a piece of talisman paper from his storage bag and folded it into a paper crane very flexibly. Then he chanted the incantation and injected a trace of spiritual energy. The thousand paper cranes spread their wings and flew as if they had come alive.

The paper crane stayed in the air for a moment, as if looking for a direction, and then flew towards a certain place.

"Follow it." Jiang Shaobai ordered and followed him.

Although Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan had never seen this kind of technique, they had heard about it. They didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly followed it.

The paper crane flies neither fast nor slowly. From time to time it will stop in mid-air, as if it is looking for direction.

The further they walked inside, the deeper the mist became. They encountered several monsters along the way, but they were not of high cultivation and were easily dealt with by Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan.

I don’t know how long it took, but the paper crane stopped again. This time it was not trying to identify the direction, but it had arrived at its destination, but there was a cliff ahead of it.

Jiang Shaobai bent down to pick up the paper crane that fell on the ground and put it into his storage bag. He looked into the distance and said, "The sycamore tree should be nearby."

It seemed as if someone had cut off more than half of the cliff with an axe. It went straight up and down, very steep and precipitous. The upper level was filled with thick clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the scenery. There was a rushing waterfall at the edge, filled with water vapor.

Looking down, I saw a vast white expanse that was bottomless and full of danger.

"Is it possible that the thousand-year-old sycamore tree is at the bottom of the cliff?" Wen Xiangyi couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Shaobai nodded, "Yes, if it is on the opposite side, the paper crane will fly over. If it stops, it proves that it is at the bottom of the cliff."

Ling Lan observed for a moment, "There seems to be no restrictions here. We can go down with our swords, but it will be dangerous if we encounter any monsters such as apes."

As far as he knew, there was an extremely dangerous monster called the Iron-armed Monkey in the Sunset Cloud Valley.

Their bodies are hard, invulnerable, and cunning. They are good at rock climbing. If they are encountered here, it will be really difficult.

Wen Xiangyi sacrificed his longevity sword, "No matter if it's dangerous or not, you have to go down and take a look. If you can encounter opportunities, what's the danger?" Jiang Shaobai noticed the rust on the sword and thought thoughtfully. After looking at it twice, he said, "Your sword is very special, not ordinary."

Wen Xiangyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I have a good eye, and I think it's a good sword, but it hasn't transformed yet."

Jiang Shaobai didn't speak, just smiled and nodded slightly.

Wen Xiangyi stood on the sword and was about to fly down with the sword. Suddenly he remembered something very important. Now Jiang Shaobai only has the cultivation level of the Qi training period and cannot control the sword.

Ling Lan also thought of this. He took out his sword, stepped on it and made some room to come out. He looked at Jiang Shaobai and smiled, "Come on, Xiaobai, I will take you."

"Xiao Bai?" Jiang Shaobai was startled. This was the first time someone called him that.

Ling Lan coughed and said matter-of-factly, "The rules of the world are that anyone with a white character in their name is called Xiaobai."

"Is that so?" Jiang Shaobai straightened his expression. How come he hadn't heard of such a rule in the world?
Wen Xiangyi chuckled and started to fool around, "This is the rule of the world in Jiuzhou. Most people don't know it."

Jiang Shaobai nodded as if he understood. He thought about the opportunity in his mind and did not bother with these things. He directly took Ling Lan's sword and stood with his hands behind his back. "Then there is Brother Lao Ling."

Wen Xiangyi saw that he looked like an outsider and couldn't help but remind him, "Xiao Bai, this guy doesn't have a driver's license. I advise you to hold on to him to avoid falling down later."

Ling Lan immediately retorted, "Don't slander me, I still have a B2 driver's license!"

Wen Xiangyi yelled at him a few times, then flew towards the bottom of the cliff with his sword.

Ling Lan smiled helplessly, turned around and said, "Stand still, I'm about to take off."

Jiang Shaobai originally didn't understand what Wen Xiangyi meant when he said he didn't have a driver's license, but the moment Ling Lan flew down with his sword, he suddenly understood.

He has been able to master the art of sword control since he was five years old, so he has rarely used other people's swords. But this time Ling Lan really opened his eyes to the fact that someone's skills were so poor...

He was shaking so much that he almost couldn't stand still and was still a little dizzy.

"Brother Ling, please slow down, don't be in a hurry." Ling Lan's hair twitched and her face hurt. Jiang Shaobai weighed it for a moment before reminding him.

In fact, it's not that Ling Lan is unskilled in the art of wielding a sword, it's because he can't help but want to enjoy himself when he wields a sword.

Hearing what Jiang Shaobai said, he coughed lightly to relieve his embarrassment, and then silently slowed down.

Although there are no restrictions under the cliff, the wind is strong, and the slap on the face is like a knife blade constantly scraping, and it hurts.

While controlling the sword to fly downward, Wen Xiangyi made a wind-avoiding maneuver for herself, and then she felt much better.

She was about to look up to see what was going on at Ling Lan's side, when her head was suddenly hit by something.

"Brother Lan, Xiaobai, did you drop something?"

Ling Lan sped up a little and walked side by side with her, "My storage bag is fastened around my waist. Could anything fall off?"

Jiang Shaobai also shook his head.

(End of this chapter)

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