The Traverser of Marvel World

As the saying goes, there are mountains beyond mountains, and heaven beyond sky.

In the vast universe, the number of stars in the Ganges changes surprisingly and emerges endlessly.

In the Shushan area of ​​Sichuan, China, the mountains are winding and undulating, and the sea of ​​clouds is flying.

It makes people imagine that the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth gathers between the mountains and rivers,

According to legend, there is an undead strange man in the mountain, who can absorb the aura from the mountain and break through the body of a mortal.

Flying with a sword, chasing the wind and moon, and galloping across the stars.

They practice fairy arts here, hoping to penetrate the eternal mysteries between heaven and earth, so as to achieve the unity of heaven and man.

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Mount Emei, Jianfeng.

Any Emei disciple must choose a sword here to get started.

Changkong Wuji, who was reborn by Taoist Baimei with the soul remaining in Lei Yanjian, oh no, now is a clean sentence, and he is in a very depressed mood right now.

After finally being able to speak, and finally choosing his own sword, it turned out to be... a trash sword!

The mottled sword body was covered with rust, not to mention the blade, even the body of the sword could not be seen.

He wanted to throw away the sword, but he couldn't throw it away, so he simply climbed up to Jianfeng when he was depressed, and inserted his own sword back to its original place.

"You are so ugly, you, no, know, fly, rest!" Lian Xing, who put the sword back in place, crawled towards the bottom of the sword peak after speaking.

As a result, as soon as he jumped onto a small sunken platform, he heard a slightly familiar voice suddenly:

"How can you open up and remember the past?"

"Remember? You gave me such a sword and still make me think?" Lian Xing, who was squatting on the small platform, said very dissatisfied:

"You don't even want to be a master, so why not let me be your master, and you can figure it out yourself."

"I... how can I teach you!!" Li Yingqi, who was so angry, waved his hand after speaking.

The next moment, a few trees and vines burst out of the ground, as if they were alive, and tied Lian tightly tightly.

Then hang upside down on the sword peak.

"Don't force me all the time, you haven't taught me anything, what do you want me to do to be satisfied?" Lian Xing, who was struggling constantly, asked angrily:

"If you want to teach, teach quickly, don't tie me up!"

"You used to be a master, your sword is very powerful, Emei needs to rely on you to protect." Li Yingqi, who was standing on the cloud, said sadly.

"Use that sword yourself, give me yours." Lian Xing, who couldn't listen at all, still said dissatisfiedly.

Looking at the other party coldly for a while, Li Yingqi, whose eyes were full of disappointment, didn't bother to waste any more words.

"Look for another master." After coldly dropping a sentence, the whole person quickly disappeared into the sky hung with a brilliant rainbow.

"Look for it, I'll do it myself!!" Lian Xing, who was very dissatisfied, yelled loudly:

"I opened your master's aperture! I opened your master's master's aperture!! I opened your master's master's master's aperture!!!"

At this moment, a warm voice suddenly sounded:

"Okay, everyone is gone, what's the use of shouting and training? Save some saliva."

Subconsciously looking towards the place where the sound came from, Lian Xing was shocked to find a young Taoist standing beside him in the air at some point.

Different from those fellow disciples that Lian Xing had seen in Emei Jinding, although the Taoist robe on this young Taoist priest was mostly moon white and ink color, the style of the Taoist robe gave off a grand and majestic feeling.

Coupled with the purple and gold lotus crown, the silver and white whisk in the hand, and the sword pouch on the back that should obviously hold a long sword.

There are also those exquisite and flawless facial features, as well as a head of soft and long silver-white hair, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an outsider.

"You... who are you?" Surprised by the other party's immortal temperament, Lian Xing's tone dropped a bit confidently.

"Xuan Ge dances like a wave, the truth is true in the fantasy, and the world is too far away." Lightly flicking the whisk in his hand, Liu Rui'an said with a smile:

"The poor Taoist let the cloud follow, be polite."

Although I can't hear the meaning of the sentence that the other party read before, it does not prevent Lian Xing from feeling unclear.

It just so happened that I had an unpleasant quarrel with my original master just before, looking at the other party who seemed to be very powerful, Lian Xing said in a suffocating manner:

"This... Daoist Ren, do you accept apprentices? What do you think of me? Can you accept me as an apprentice?"

Liu Ruian, who originally came here for this matter, saw that the other party rushed to send it to him without even opening his mouth. Naturally, there was no reason to miss it.

"Okay! From now on, you are my disciple." Liu Ruian, who had no nonsense or hesitation, said directly:

"Dao name, you can continue to be called Lian Xing, or you can ask the teacher to give you another Dao name."

"Ah?! This... this..." Lian Xing, who originally spoke out of anger, was suddenly dumbfounded.

Liu Ruian knew very well that the other party lost his memory after being reborn, and because of the conflict between Jian and Li Yingqi, he had no sense of belonging to Mount Emei at all.

But just in case, he flicked the whisk in front of him, and three long swords with sheaths appeared in front of Lian Xing.

"You can choose one of these three swords as your own sword." After flicking his fingers to get his new apprentice out of trouble, Liu Ruian said:

"Each sword has its own way of practicing sword control. Whoever you choose depends on your own chance."

Lian Xing, who was freed from the bondage of the tree and vines, didn't even care about moving his bound and numb body, and his eyes were stuck to the three swords as if they had been wiped with 502 glue.

There is no way, who told Liu Ruian to take out these three long swords with sheaths, each of which is gorgeous in shape.

Compared with the rusty sword before Lian Xing, hehe... It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a world of difference.

If someone who is familiar with Pili Puppet Show is present, they must recognize the three swords as:

Qifeng Daomei ocher fir military weapons, Zixia Zhitao.

The weapons used by the landlord of Wuyuan, Xiang Duxiu, are not among the best.

The weapon used by Kunchen to Jing Canglang through the ages, washes the ink Kunfeng.

Three swords, three different colors.

Of course, with Liu Rui'an's level, the three swords refined are naturally impossible to be compared with other toys.

Not to mention the materials used, just the details that do not meet the needs of using a sword have been modified a lot.

Coupled with the power Liu Ruian possessed, not only did these three swords become real swords instead of props, but they also possessed powerful power.

"These three swords are Zixia Zhitao, Buqun Zhifang, and Ximo Kunfeng." Pointing to the three swords in front of him, Liu Rui'an said with a smile:

"The cultivation methods of each are different, and each has its own strengths. Which one you want depends on your own choice."

Facing the choice before him, the incorrigibility of not knowing that he has been brought into the pit is a struggle.

Choose this handle, and think that handle is good, choose that handle, and think the handle next to it is also good.

As for his rusty iron sword, it was completely forgotten.