A Cute Master's Cultivation Chapter 3: A Lucky Occurance

The boy in white was finally conquered by Yao Beibei's tears, and his tone was full of pity: "I didn't know you were young and yet have such miserable experiences! My name is Duan Yifeng, not an immortal, but a cultivator. Since you are young, if you have a spirit root, you can also cultivate, and your companion has already cultivated. It's better that I take you back to my master, and let him decide. Is this okay?"

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Mr. Duan for saving our lives!" Yao Beibei nodded again and again, smiling. Despite what Duan Yifeng said, she knew that she and Bai Ziming were saved!

At this moment, another young boy in white, with a jade bottle in his hand, sprinkled some powdered medicine into the land, and walked in front of Duan Yifeng: "Disciple brother Duan, I have neutralized the poison of the python demon here."

"Well, we can go back to the mountain and return to the master. This girl and her companion have been poisoned by snake venom, and there is nowhere else to go. I will take them back to the master."

Duan Yifeng's companion looked at Yao Beibei and Bai Ziming lying motionless on the ground. He seemed to have something to say, but Duan Yifeng waved and stopped him.

"This is my disciple brother Su Huarong." Duan Yifeng turned to Yao Beibei and introduced the other man with a smile.

"h.e.l.lo Mr. Su, my name is Yao Beibei, and my companion is Bai Ziming. Thank you for saving our lives!" Yao Beibei said with a smile. Su Huarong didn't seem to get along well, it was better not to mess with him.

Su Huarong looked displeased and waved at Yao Beibei, "Don't mention it!"

"Please!" Along with Duan Yifeng's gesture, Yao Beibei saw a silver sword suddenly appeared a foot above the ground, and the color of water was rippling on it.

Duan Yifeng pointed and the silver sword became half a meter wide. Then he jumped on the silver sword, beckoning Yao Beibei, who was staring.

Sword flight?

Yao Beibei swallowed and leaned forward to lift Bai Ziming from the ground. But as she tried to move him forwards, it got harder and harder.

Duan Yifeng smiled again, then controlled the silver sword to fall to the ground, and flew to Yao Beibei's feet, allowing her to come up easily.

Yao Beibei, who stepped onto the silver sword, found that although this sword looked very thin, it was very strong. Thinking Bai Ziming may fall off the flying sword, she took a piece of clothing from their baggage, twisted it into a rope, and tied him firmly on herself.

Yao Beibei heard Bai Ziming's mutter, and could not understand what was said. Maybe it was too embara.s.sing when she asked Duan Yifeng for help, or maybe she tied him too tightly, or was it because he thought men and women should keep their distances?

Can't worry about this now, Yao Beibei no longer cared about Bai Ziming and stood behind Duan Yifeng with a drooling smile: "Duan Gongzi, I'm ready, please!"

Sword flying! Today was the most thrilling day and the happiest day for Yao Beibei since she traveled to this world! This world was not in any dynasty of Chinese history, but more like an alien s.p.a.ce-time parallel to ancient China, because the language and clothing here are somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese Song Dynasty.

What Yao Beibei didn't expect was that she could cultivate in this world! Thinking of white clothes fluttering, swords flying, and traveling around the world in Xianxia TV shows, she was totally enchanted!

"Be careful. Now we are going back to the mountain gate!" As Yao Beibei thought to herself, Duan Yifeng's gentle voice came again.

"Sure!" Yao Beibei nodded hard.

Duan Yifeng, standing at the front of sword, made some gestures, and the sword flew up.

"Ah!" Yao Beibei screamed, her legs were soft and trembling. I always thought that flying with the sword was a cool thing. I didn't expect it was so dangerous. It was more horrible than a plane taking off!

The sword ascended, heading for the clouds. She could see the trees under her feet fading backwards quickly. The wind was howling, pouring directly into her clothes. It was cold, and even breathing started to become difficult. This was truly terrible!

At the beginning Yao Beibei could still maintain her image in front of Duan Yifeng, keeping her composure and insisted on standing on the flying sword. After flying for a while, she finally lay on the Feijian, holding Duan Yifeng's legs tightly.

Duan Yifeng, who was flying the sword, felt very awkward. But considering she was a mortal, had suffered a lot, had just encountered a python demon, and it was her first time on a flying sword, he said nothing and created a transparent bubble to protect her.

Yao Beibei, lying on the flying sword, saw a big bubble around her, and knew it was Duan Yifeng, That big bubble should be the legendary protection field! With this protection, wind couldn't pour in, and it's no longer cold nor thin-aired, just as comfortable as staying in a small warm house.

Yao Beibei calmed down. Her upper and lower eyelids began to make intimate contact ...

The next day, a bright red light woke up Yao Beibei who opened her sleepy eyes.

A bright red sun rose in the sky, and its magnificent red beams spilled. The sky was still light gray, and the color of the night had not completely faded away.

The sun was like a child given candies. It quickly came out of the horizon, and its golden lights shone down. The red dawn reflected yellow light. They seemed to interweave the most magnificent colors in the sky into the softest and most beautiful brocade.

Everything in the world became brighter, and Yao Beibei's vision became clearer. Indulging in the beauty of morning, she had been marveling at it for such a long time.

In front of her was a huge mountain range, winding, looming among the vast sea of ​​clouds. From a distance, there was a mist the mountains, like a dream, heaven on earth!

Yao Beibei was so happy. She suddenly felt sore and wanted to stretch, but found that her back was heavy, especially her shoulder, which was also warm and wet?

Finally, Yao Beibei remembered that she tied the unconscious Bai Ziming on her back last night. The warm and wet patch cannot be his saliva, right?

At this moment, a waking voice came from the back. It seemed that Bai Ziming was awake. He might be safe from the poison! Yao Beibei sat up, preparing to untie the rope when she suddenly saw a pool of liquid on Duan Yifeng's silver sword, which should be her masterpiece. She panicked and wiped it off with her clothes.

After untying the rope, Bai Ziming walked away from Yao Beibei, but she did not dare to move while sitting on the flying sword, not to mention looking back. She asked facing forward: "Bai Ziming, how are you doing, are you ok? "

"Much better!" Bai Ziming's voice was a little low, and he sounded a little angry.

Even if Bai Ziming was angry, Yao Beibei would just ignore it. Last night's rush, of course, was life and death. How could she afford to consider this and that?

"It seems that you are all recovering well, and we just arrived!" Knowing that the two were awake, Duan Yifeng spoke, his voice was still warm.

Duan Yifeng commanded the sword to fly into a cloud. Seeing that they were descending and about to land. Su Huarong followed him.

"This is the Qingfeng Sect?" Just after landing, Bai Ziming looked at everything around him and asked in amazement, somewhat joyous.

Duan Yifeng's smile narrowed, and he asked casually: "This is indeed the Qingfeng Sect, but I don't understand why you know about it."

Su Huarong even clenched his sword and looked at Bai Ziming vigilantly, as if he was admonis.h.i.+ng him. If Bai dared to act against the Qingfeng Sect, he would immediately take care of Bai.

Bai Ziming had recovered his cold face: "My mother used to be a disciple of the Qiandu Taoist of the Qingfeng Sect, and I knew it by ear."

After hearing this, Yao Beibei finally figured it out. Bai Ziming was also a cultivator. No wonder he was so powerful, and what he was looking for was the Qingfeng Sect. He had found it!

Duan Yifeng showed his surprise, shook his head slightly at Su Huarong, and his smile came back: "If you are the successor of Master Qiandu, you are one of us. Brother Bai, Miss Yao, please!"

Duan Yifeng put away his sword, and he held up his fingers. A wave of water shot out from his fingertips into the clouds in front of him. A light gate appeared in the heavy mist.

With Duan Yifeng leading the way, Bai Ziming and Yao Beibei followed closely into the light gate. Su Huarong was at the end, but he stared at Bai Ziming and Yao Beibei like escorting thieves. Yao Beibei was extremely upset. She cursed him many times in her heart.

When they stepped into the light door, there was another scene. They saw countless mountain peaks, and many peaks seemed to rise into the clouds and disappeared. The white mist lingered between the peaks, as if connecting them. From time to time, white cranes cut through the sky, singing, making them feel as if they were in an ethereal fairyland.

Breeze pa.s.sed them by from time to time and refreshed their mind Presumably the name of the sect came from this?

Duan Yifeng was not surprised by the awe in the eyes of Bai Ziming and Yao Beibei, and smiled: "Brother Bai, Master Qiandu has traveled for many years and hasn't returned yet. If you are only here for the cultivation, it would be better for me take you to the master with Miss Yao. He will arrange everything, is that all right? "

"Thank you very much!" Bai Ziming didn't ask who Duan Yifeng's master was, so bowed with his fists before his chest.

As for Yao Beibei, she was already fascinated by the scenery in front of her, and she had no response at all. Bai Ziming could not help frowning at her. So weak!