A group of sword repairmen wandering outside the cave house stopped one after another and turned to look over.

The original hustle and bustle has gradually faded away.

Bei Mingxue didn't seem to be abnormal. Seeing the many sword repairmen gathered outside, she frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"we……"

Many sword repairmen looked at each other, looked embarrassed and kept silent.

They can't say that they are worried that Bei Mingxue will be bullied by her master, so she ran over to save others, right?

In the crowd, Jianchen still stood up.

In any case, he led Su Zimo into the sword world from outside, and if Bei Mingxue was hurt in any way, he would also feel uneasy.

Jian Chen explained: "The fellow apprentice brothers saw you and Su Daoyou in the cave. They stayed for three days and three nights and there was nothing to hear. They were a little worried about you."

"Worry about me?"

Bei Mingxue asked back.

"amount……"

Jian Chen gave a light cough and said, "We don't know much about Su Daoyou after all. Junior sister Bei Ming and him have not seen each other for many years, so, um...I'm worried that Su Daoyou may hurt you."

"He is my master, how can he hurt me?"

Bei Mingxue said calmly: "Even if everyone in the world is my enemy, he will stand in front of me and protect me."

In the Southern Territory of the Desolate Desolation, Su Zimo was by her side, and even hesitated to fight against the three great families!

Hearing this sentence, the sword repairers looked complicated, and their hearts were embarrassed and envied.

What kind of blessing is this Su Daoyou friend, who can make Junior Sister Bei Ming trust so?

Jian Chen sighed in his heart.

At this moment, Su Zimo walked out of the cave.

In an instant, the eyes of many sword repairmen fell on Su Zimo's body.

Everyone kept looking at Su Zimo, wanting to see how sacred this Bei Mingxue master was.

Su Zimo's expression is calm, and he has long been familiar with such a look.

Jian Chen hesitated a little, and then stepped forward to say hello to Su Zimo.

Su Zimo nodded slightly, did not say much to him, and said to Bei Mingxue: "Let's go, go to Xijianchi to practice."

"Ok."

Bei Mingxue nodded.

Watched by a group of Jian Xiu, the two of them walked in the direction of Xijianchi.

"Hmph! I think this person has some clever methods, shouldn't I still go to the sword washing pond to practice? How is this different from the practice of Sister Bei Ming?"

"He is just a true immortal who has returned to the first stage. In my opinion, he is not qualified to preach to Junior Sister Bei Ming."

"That's the case, I'm worried now that Junior Sister Bei Ming followed this person to practice martial arts, not only wasting time, but also wasting her own kendo talent."

"Go, let's take a look."

A group of Jian Xiu talked about it, and also walked towards the sword washing pond.

In the past three days, Su Zimo has helped Bei Mingxue to formulate the direction of the next practice.

The most suitable place to beat the flesh and temper the bloodline is the sword washing pond at the foot of Slaughter Jianfeng Mountain.

Before that, Bei Mingxue only practiced beside the sword washing pond.

And Su Zimo is going to let Bei Mingxue enter the sword washing pond, more directly bear the impact of the violent sword aura in the sword washing pond, and endure the attack of killing intent!

This kind of cultivation method is extremely dangerous, but it can transform Bei Mingxue's physical bloodline to the maximum.

Moreover, under the continuous attack of killing intent, Bei Mingxue's martial arts will and Dao heart will also be further transformed!

Of course, the whole process is bound to be extremely painful.

You know, the sword washing pond is used to temper weapons.

But now, Su Zimo let Bei Mingxue practice in the sword washing pond, which is tantamount to treating Bei Mingxue's flesh and blood body as a weapon to temper!

As soon as many sword repairmen arrived at the sword washing pond, they saw Bei Mingxue leaping into the sword washing pond.

"what!"

Someone exclaimed: "Senior Sister Beiming, what is this, don't you want to kill me!"

Many sword repairs also changed their looks.

Jian Chen, Chu Xuan and other true immortals hurriedly rushed to the side of the sword washing pond, preparing to use Taoism to rescue Bei Mingxue from the sword washing pond.

But before Jian Chen and others could take action, Su Zimo stopped everyone with a look of surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

Su Zimo really didn't understand. He is teaching his apprentices here, and this group of swordsmen are all around here. What are they so nervous about?

A true immortal frowned, and said in a deep voice: "How violent is the sword aura in the sword washing pool, how can it be a flesh and blood body?"

"The sword washing pond is used to temper weapons!"

"The surname is Su, you made Junior Sister Bei Ming jump down?"

Many Jian Xiu stared at Su Zimo with a bad tone and questioned loudly.

Bei Mingxue was in the sword washing pool at this time, constantly bearing the impact of the violent sword aura, as well as the killing intent. He couldn't be distracted and didn't know what was happening outside.

Su Zimo said: "With me watching here, you don't have to worry."

This sentence can't calm the anger of the sword repairmen at all!

Jian Chen looked at the sword washing pond, and Bei Mingxue was already covered in bruises and blood, and felt distressed.

You know, the horror in this sword washing pool, even some real immortal powerhouses dare not get involved at will.

He suppressed his anger forcibly, and asked every word: "Friend Su, is this the martial art in your mouth?"

Su Zimo was silent.

If you want to beat your flesh and temper your blood, you can't stand the pain that is different from ordinary people without extraordinary means, how can you lay a perfect foundation?

When the martial arts deity stepped into the real martial arts realm, what he suffered was the fire of hell, the endless suffering and true meaning of torture!

Bei Mingxue's endurance at this time was not as good as one ten thousandth of the martial arts deity.

If you can't bear this bit of pain, you don't need to practice martial arts.

These sword repairs were out of good intentions, worried about Bei Mingxue's safety, and Su Zimo didn't want to argue with them, let alone cause any conflict.

Seeing Su Zimo's silence, Jian Chen felt even more annoyed. He slightly clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you just jump in and experience it by yourself if you want to come to Su Daoyou, you don't know the horror in this sword washing pool?"

"That is, you, as the master of Bei Mingxue, should jump down and behave!"

"If I don't dare to jump down, I will kill my disciple. You are also worthy to be the master of Sister Beiming?"

The rest of the sword repairs also said one after another, their tone becoming more severe.

Su Zimo remained motionless, his expression indifferent.

Jian Chen thought that Su Zimo was afraid in his heart, and sneered: "As the master of Bei Mingxue, you can't bear the impact of the washing sword pool. Why do you want Junior sister Bei Ming to bear the pain?"

Su Zimo didn't answer, and suddenly shot, and from the waterfall where the Slaughter Jianfeng fell, he received a bowl of Jian Qi pool water.

The water in the pool is crystal clear, without any impurities.

Su Zimo said: "This water is very clean."

Jian Chen and the others looked at Su Zimo in confusion, but didn't understand what he was going to do.

At this moment, Su Zimo picked up a big bowl and drank the pool water full of violent sword aura and terrifying killing intent!

hiss!

Jian Chen and many other Jian Xiu took a breath and stared, making the whole person frightened.

Just now, the accusation and questioning disappeared instantly.

With Jian Chen's cultivation base, he could barely support him when he entered the sword washing pond.

But he definitely did not dare to swallow the sword qi pool water directly into his belly.

This means that countless violent sword qi bursts into the body, if you can't bear it, the body will be torn to pieces by the sword qi!

At this moment, Su Zimo turned his head, looked at Jian Chen and the others, and asked with a smile: "You guys have said so much, you must be thirsty, do you want a bowl?"