Asking The Immortal Dao

Different from what Qin Sang imagined, the white clothed person looks very young, he looks only fifteen or six years old, his face is like a crown jade, sword eyebrows and stars, and his face is covered with grass. Ye, still unabated, is the youngest who can be called Feng Divine Jade Lang that Qin Sang two have ever seen.

The young man's eyes were wide, as if he was questioning the sky.

Qin Sang gently closed the eyes of the white clothed youth, hesitated for a moment, and looked for him.

The boy's body is cleaner than the demon. Qin Sang turned over his underwear, only to find a colorful kit.

The kit has a palm-size, embellished with exquisite moiré, the material is excellent, and the touch is more delicate than the best silk in the previous life. A beautiful silk ribbon on the top is closed and hung on the waist of the teenager. At first it was Qin Sang thought it was a sachet, but later found out that it was not. There seemed to be nothing in it.

Qin Sang tried it, but didn't open the kit. The ribbon was stronger than expected.

Immortal Masters are so poor?

Qin Sang was disappointed, not to mention the legendary priceless and unique rare treasure, not even gold or silver.

What about Flying Sword?

Thinking of Flying Sword, Qin Sang's heart is hot. No matter his past and present, the legend of Sword Immortal is indispensable. Each one is extremely exciting and fascinating.

Qin Sang can look left and right, where is the shadow of Flying Sword?

Picking up the hands of the white clothed person, Qin Sang frowned, and found that the white clothed person’s hands were clenched tightly, there seemed to be something in it, and he hurriedly broke apart, there were some broken stones in the left hand, and the right hand fell off. Come out a wooden little sword.

Qin Sang picked up the sword. The surface of the little sword seemed to have a layer of black light, like a wooden sword. There is no lettering.

This wooden sword is only as long as the little finger, and it is quite heavy in the hand, but it does not have a blade, and the tip of the sword cannot be pierced even with the fingers. It looks like a toy.

Qin Sang frowns, recalling the scene when he saw Flying Sword, realized that Flying Sword and wooden sword are exactly the same, but they are much larger than wooden sword and the size of a normal sword.

Could the Flying Sword become bigger or smaller at will? Are these terrifying gullies caused by this little sword?

Qin Sang wrapped everything in sheepskin, and hid the black clothed person on his chest. Suddenly he heard crackling noises coming from him. He raised his upper body and looked at the flames on the tree. When the time went to the grassy beach, where the gentle wind was smooth, the river beach was full of yellow grass, and the fire was about to rise.

It's careless!

Qin Sang cursed secretly. It was too late to collect the corpse, so he bowed to the white clothed youth and said softly: "I don't know the origin of the public name, I will keep this kit as a token. If there is a chance in the future Find your benefactor’s family, and return to the original owner!"

After that, Qin Sang stared at the young man for a while, remembering his looks, and slashing the two people with a knife. Fine, but they are all ordinary materials, and it breaks with one stroke, Qin Sang no longer nostalgia, and skilfully crawls towards the river.

Seeing the fire rushing at the speed visible to naked eye, Qin Sang was very anxious, and hurriedly touched two purses on the thief, hurriedly tied the raft tightly, pushed into the river, and climbed with a saber. Going up, the next moment flame engulfed the river beach.

'hu hu ……'

The fire is raging, and the smoke is billowing.

The raft drifted along the water, Qin Sang felt it, and the water was really gentle, so he relaxed, turned his head and stared at the fire.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of lives were gone. Skeleton doesn't exist, including two mysterious Immortal Masters. Qin Sang didn't have much trouble in his heart, and only felt exhausted to the extreme.

He cheered up, picked up a few dry cakes that he had touched from the bandit, and gobbled it up in the river, thinking of the possessions he had earned in exchange for his life, he hurriedly took it out and sorted it out. .

The two purses contained mostly gold, worth nearly a hundred silver tael, which was enough for him to splurge for a while, but Qin Sang clicked it at will and put it away.

Wrap the books and kits in sheepskin and hide them close to the chest, Qin Sang drew a few cotton threads from her body to tie up the little sword, hung it around her neck, and hid it in the collar.

The little sword is not good-looking. Even if outsiders see it, they will only think it is a wood body protection symbol, but it must be an immortal Flying Sword.

I wanted to see villages and towns and went ashore for help. Unexpectedly, after walking for a long time, Qin Sang cut a branch to fix his calf, lying on the raft, playing with little sword with his fingers, staring at the back. His eyes were changing, and the sky could vaguely see the smoke and dust.

……

There was another car accident!

That horrible dark vortex appears again and again, this time is particularly long, and it turns faster and faster.

Qin Sang was cold all over and was about to suffocate. He sat up suddenly and found himself still on the raft. It was just a nightmare just now. After he got out of the danger, he relaxed, and fell asleep on the raft in a sleepy condition.

I don’t know how long I slept. It’s already night, and there is no moon in the starry night. A few starlights are scattered on the water, and they are broken into debris by layers of water.

'oh la la! '

Suddenly a wave rushed up, Qin Sang shivered, completely awake, and was shocked to realize that he was soaked all over, the river here was turbulent, the waves were constant, and it was far from calm during the day.

The raft ups and downs between the waves, Qin Sang looked down, and suddenly got startled in a cold sweat. There was a huge vortex on the water in front, and the raft was drifting towards the center of the vortex. No wonder I kept dreaming in my dreams. To that scene.

Qin Sang knew about the terrifying and turn pale with fright of vortex in the water. Only then did he discover that the raft drifted into a wide river at some point.

He floats on a lone raft in the middle of the river, no one to rely on, and can only use a knife to paddle the water, but with little success.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from behind.

"Boy on the raft, stop rowing, grab the rope!"

Qin Sang turned his head and saw that there was a big boat parked on the river, which can only be seen in the night When there was a dark outline and a lighted lamp, a lamp was hung from the boat, and then the lamp drew an arc and fell into the river. Qin Sang could see that it was in a person's hand.

This person has a hand-held lamp, and the other is holding a rope. The moment he falls on the water, he jumps up again with a little toe, so he does not sink in the water, and walks on the waves as if walking on the ground. .

Another Divine Immortal!

Qin Sang looked straight.

"I see it!"

Halfway through, the man yelled again, flicked his arm fiercely, pulled the rope into the air, and flew towards Qin Sang. Seeing the momentum quickly, but when he was about to fall in front of Qin Sang, his strength was removed a lot. Qin Sang hurriedly threw the knife away, struggled to get up, grabbed the rope and wrapped it around his waist without stopping, and then clung to it. live.

Seeing Qin Sang's cleverness, the man gave a compliment, swung the light, and shouted back, "Pull the rope!"

Just listen to the shout from the boat, and the rope stretched instantly. Gu Li took Qin Sang and flew directly. He was about to hit the ship's rail with one head, and Qin Sang closed his eyes tightly in horror.

The man kicked hard and rose into the air, grabbed Qin Sang by the collar, stepped on the boat gang, and jumped onto the boat in a few steps.