第二百五十四章 仙人？

这一幕，别说是客栈老板了。
就是一众看客此刻都不禁吓出了一身冷汗。
It's just strange that the stout boss didn't suffer any injury under the young man's sword.
He just stood still like he was scared out of his wits.
The group of guys around, who used to be ruthless, are now stunned, staring at the young man holding a wooden sword, their faces filled with fear, swallowing hard.
After that one sword, the young man seemed unaware of the astonishing act he had just performed.
When his eyes, which were previously pale and on the verge of losing consciousness, gradually regained their usual clarity.
Looking at the chaotic scene in the field.
He first wrinkled his brows subconsciously, and then inexplicably rushed out of the door.
Gave everyone a panicked back view of fleeing.
"It's over, it's over, this time it's a big one, almost died here."
The young man who ran wildly with a wooden sword finally had a belated realization, and cold sweat broke out on his body. 818 novel
As expected, the innkeepers in big cities are ruthless and heartless. They are playing too clever.
However...
"Ah, in that moment just now, I had a strange sensation as if a celestial being was stroking my head."
"How did I even manage to use that terrifying sword move?!"
"Tsk, it's all my fault for not having the skills or knowledge. If Xiaonian was here, they would definitely be able to explain it all."
Young people seem to have never been injured. They run all the way, even without stopping for a moment, they ran three li outside the city.
Just close to the mountain gate of the two Zen temples in the forest.
The young man suddenly stopped and looked down at his dirty clothes, stained with soil and a small amount of blood.
"Tsk, no good. This kind of appearance might scare Li Zi away."
"I should go to the riverside to wash up and then go up the mountain later."
The young man muttered to himself as he finally arrived at his destination for this trip, but he immediately turned around and headed towards a small trail by a stream in the city that he had in mind.
"Speaking of which, at the moment when I was about to lose consciousness."
"How could I suddenly think of a young figure I've never seen before?"
"That figure, from the back, looks like Xiaonian, but from the front, he is not as handsome as Xiaonian."
"It seems that after I thought of that figure, I naturally executed that sword..."
"Strange, strange."
The young man sheathed the wooden sword back in his waist and walked through the forest with his hands folded.
Continuously recalling the bizarre scene that had happened before.
His name is Wen Hua, from a remote village in Jiangnan province, and since childhood he has had the aspiration to become the world's top swordsman.
However, having the aspiration is one thing, whether he can achieve it is another matter.
After he turned sixteen and left the courtyard, he basically wandered around this rivers and lakes, doing nothing.
Don't even mention practicing sword, he couldn't even get a decent sword himself.
Only this wooden sword, which he carved himself, has been by his side all the time.
How could he suddenly start wielding a sword?
"Hey kid, you're about to fall into the water if you keep going."
Just when Wen Hua felt that everything seemed suspicious.
A soft and lazy voice woke him up from his thoughts.
It was only then that he realized.
He had already immersed himself in the past without realizing it, and had arrived at that small stream.
And both feet had stepped into the water.
If it weren't for the lazy voice reminding him, he might have waited until the creek water reached his knees before coming to his senses.
"Hey... what's wrong with me today?"
"Has your brain been damaged by someone?"
Wen Hua exclaimed in surprise and quickly stepped back.
At the same time, he also looked grateful towards the source of the sound, wanting to express his thanks to this stranger.
When he saw the face of the person who reminded him,
he suddenly shivered all over.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
The young figure that he had been pondering in his mind.
At this moment, I am sitting on a stubborn stone by the riverside, wrapped in a cloak, and fishing with a bamboo pole!
"You...are you the immortal in my mind?!"
Wen Hua exclaimed in shock.
He has been living in the lowest level of society and doesn't even know how many levels there are in martial arts.
Let alone the strange scene that he couldn't understand before, as if it only occurs in novels or travelogues.
"What kind of immortal is not an immortal."
"You can come here, it means we have fate."
"Shall we have a chat?"
The young figure turned around with a casual smile.
There was a hint of recklessness and defiance.
"Excuse me, may I ask for the immortal's name and surname?"
Wen Hua, who has been in the martial world for over three years, hasn't really learned any real skills, but he has definitely become very cunning.
Even fools can see that the opportunity before him is extraordinary.
How could he easily let go of this opportunity that could potentially change his destiny?
Hastily, with a flattering expression, he leaned towards the young man and carefully crouched by his side, exuding a ruffian-like demeanor.
"That sword, was it cool or not."
The young man didn't care at all about Wen Hua's attitude towards him.
Instead, he had a gloating expression.
"It was awesome, but... at that time, I didn't have much consciousness, so I didn't feel it very clearly."
"It's like dreaming."
Upon hearing this, Wen Hua's eyes lit up and he expressed his satisfaction.
But soon, he felt a little awkward.
In fact, at the moment when his words fell.
That surge of dark clouds opened up like a sword, as if a heavenly sword had leaned down, bringing a sense of enlightenment, and occupied his body once again.
His eyes suddenly sparkled with sharpness, as if by instinct, he stood up and stared fiercely at the small stream in front of him.
This time, he no longer holds the sword in his hand.
With just a flick of his fingertips, the wooden sword hanging from his waist flies out on its own, cutting through a ten-yard-wide stream.
One section of the stream continues to flow while the other seems to be severed by emptiness, accumulating and blocking in place.
"I... damn!"
With a sudden realization, there was an unparalleled shock.
After this sword, Wen Hua was instantly shocked beyond measure.
He looked at his own fingers with a mix of surprise and suspicion.
With a casual checkmark, the sword that could only be controlled by immortals in his cognition was easily wielded by him.
The wooden sword that had flown away returned to his side.
The broken stream has also resumed its original state.
Before he had time to rejoice, the immortal swordsman Mingwu seemed to flow on like the continuing stream.
Swiftly flowing out of his mind.
Just like erased memories, Wen Hua's face froze.
He couldn't remember at all how he had soared on his sword before.
But what he finally understood, was no longer fixated on his whimsical display of power.
Instead, he knelt down in front of the young man without any hesitation.
"Please accept me as your disciple, esteemed immortal. I, Wen Hua, vow once again that I will treat you as my father for the rest of my life!"
"When I become successful, I will definitely show my gratitude to you, Master!"
"In my entire life, I don't value wealth, fame, and reputation, but I value emotions!"
"But I swear to the heavens!" Some people die, but they don't completely die...
After endless unconsciousness, Shi Yu suddenly sat up from the bed. To see the content, please download the AiYue Novel app for ad-free and free reading. The website no longer updates new content, and AiYue Novel app has the updated content.
He took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling his chest shaking.
Confused and puzzled, various emotions welled up in his heart.
Where am I?
Then, Shi Yu instinctively looked around, and became even more bewildered.
A single-person dorm room?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in a hospital room now.
And his own body... how could there be no injuries at all?
With doubts in his mind, Shiyu's gaze quickly swept across the room, eventually landing on a mirror on the bedside.
The mirror reflected his current appearance, looking about seventeen or eighteen years old, very handsome.
The problem is, this is not him! Download iReader app, read content without ads for free.
The previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties with extraordinary temperament, who had been working for some time.
And now, this appearance is nothing more than that of a high school student...
This change made Shi Yu stare in astonishment for a long time.
Don't tell him that the surgery was very successful...
The body and appearance have changed, this is not a matter of surgery or no surgery, but a matter of sorcery.
He has completely turned into another person!
Could it be...that I have traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror with obvious bad feng shui placement on the bedside, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
When Shi Yu picked it up and took a look, the title of the book instantly made him speechless.
"A Must-Have Handbook for Novice Animal Breeders"
"Postnatal Care for Pet Animals"
"A Guidebook for Evaluating Beast-Eared Girls of Different Races"
Shi Yu: ???
The first two book titles are somewhat normal, what's the matter with the last one?
"Ahem."
Shi Yu's gaze became serious as he reached out his hand, but his arm quickly stiffened.
Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a flood of memories rushed in.
Bingyuan City.
Pet breeding base.
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