In Sui'an's previous life, she had to get up and cook before midnight. She woke up from her sleep, hurriedly put on her shoes and boots, dressed up randomly, and walked outside the house. Walking through the winding corridor, there were already female cultivators starting to practice swordsmanship.

After they saw Bai Sui'an, they nodded slightly and greeted her, "Hello, Senior Sister!"

She had not yet adapted to her new identity, so she was flattered and said: "Good morning, everyone." After saying this, she realized that she didn't have the sword, so she turned back dejectedly to get it.

However, a female cultivator was stunned and whispered softly: "Sister, are you in a good mood today? You usually just nod and leave."

Bai Sui'an returned to the room and picked up the sword in the corner. Although she had not practiced seriously in her previous life, her eyes were a little more envious when she looked at the sword. Fengxiao Sword, one of the five famous swords

One, she still knows him.

She sighed lowly, and even the Fengxiao Sword of Fengming Sect was passed on to Luo Qingshan. It can be imagined how much the sect valued her. It's just a pity that now I have such a bad foundation, there is simply no trace of it.

A person with a talent for cultivation.

While she was still sighing, Ziyun found her and said: "Senior Sister, the appointed time for the battle to encircle and suppress the Demon Lord is coming soon. Master is in retreat. Come and write an invitation with me."

Bai Sui'an was confused, "Demon Lord? Invitation?"

"That's right, the three major sects will post to all the immortal families. Those who have lofty aspirations and are willing to promote the righteous path will go to the Demon Realm with us to encircle the Demon Lord." Ziyun said.

Bai Sui'an became even more confused, "Aren't the three major sects the four major sects?"

Ziyun looked at her in shock and touched the girl's head, "Senior Sister, were you drunk yesterday and got confused?"

The girl scratched her head in embarrassment, "Ziyun, I'm a bit fragmented and I'm not conscious right now. Please tell me quickly."

"Sister, why do you seem to have changed since you came back yesterday? You used to be very stable." Ziyun said.

"I..." Bai Sui'an was about to explain, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. If you talk too much, you will make mistakes.

Following Ziyun to the study room of the main hall, she was afraid that her secret would be exposed again, so she secretly glanced at Ziyun's movements. If she took a step, she would follow suit. She finished writing the invitation nervously. She estimated that a few hours had passed.

Yun turned around and asked: "Sister, are you hungry? Go eat."

Bai Sui'an immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry. You can go and eat. You don't have to wait for me."

Ziyun sighed: "Senior sister is still so hardworking." She waved to her, "Senior sister, please remember to eat!"

"Okay, I will definitely remember it!" Bai Suian replied.

When Bai Sui'an saw her leaving, he stood up slowly and sneaked to the Sutra Pavilion. He thought that if you don't tell me, I would check it out myself. There must be records in the world cultivation diary for such a major event that the four major sects became three major sects.

I found the Comprehensive Book of Cultivation with a clear purpose, read it carefully, and saw a title titled "The leader of all demons, the bloody Yama Luo Si Wuyuan, is so heartless and crazy that he kills his fellow disciples, it is simply shameful! "

Bai Sui'an: "..." This whole article isn't just about criticizing Si Wuyuan.

Looking further down, the small characters inside read: In the thirteenth year of Baoding, the great demon Si Wuyuan fell into the devil's path and massacred hundreds of people from Xuantian Sect. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood were stained red with blood.

Throughout the earth, countless wronged souls have turned into fierce ghosts, wailing every day. I, the cultivator, swear to avenge this!

Bai Sui'an:! The thirteenth year of Baoding's reign was not the year of his death.

There is also a thoughtful illustration below, showing a young man with a high ponytail wearing a dark red tight-fitting robe from the Xuantian Sect, with a sinister smile, standing condescendingly on a mountain of corpses, holding a long sword in his hand.

Bai Sui'an looked at the sword and thought, well, Xuantian Sect's Meteor God Sword is also one of the five famous swords.

After reading it, she couldn't help but sigh that she had only passed away three years ago, and the world of cultivation had already undergone earth-shaking changes. There was also this demon king, Si Wuyuan, who looked sinister and terrifying. Could this siege really be successful?

After thinking about it, but unable to think of a reason, Bai Sui'an decided to go to eat. After all, food is the most important thing for people!

When they came to the dining hall, it was past meal time and there were not many people there. Bai Sui'an looked at so many delicacies and swallowed subconsciously, but in order to maintain Luo Qingshan's image, she ordered a braised yellow croaker.

Crystal shrimp and a bowl of rice.

Unexpectedly, the cook still looked at her strangely and asked in surprise: "Qingshan, haven't you been fasting recently?"

Bai Sui'an: "..."

Why don’t people have enough to eat after being reborn!!!

He smiled coquettishly and reluctantly pushed the braised yellow croaker back, "I almost forgot, thank you for reminding me, I don't want this anymore."

Then when Bai Sui'an sat there eating, her heart ached, so much so that she wasn't full at all.

After dinner, she went to practice swordsmanship. She came to the martial arts training ground and vaguely remembered that in her previous life, she knew a little bit of the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. She practiced the Sanqing Sword Technique passed down to her by her master, and learned Yuqing Submission.

Then, she didn’t learn any of the Ten Thousand Spirits True Art. Her hidden veins were damaged and her spiritual veins were weak. The whole sect’s hopes were pinned on her senior brother Ren Xilou. As for her, all she did was support her family and boil water.

The work of eating.

Bai Sui'an thought of what his master said, "There are three styles of Sanqing swordsmanship. Sword 1 penetrates the sun, sword 2 pierces the air, and sword 3 shakes the sky."

Holding her breath and concentrating, she held Feng Xiaojian. She was no longer in Bai Sui'an's sickly body. The master also said that the true meaning of practicing swordsmanship is "to understand the principles of swordsmanship and to unite body and sword."

He raised his sword, and the strength of the sword dance suddenly increased. The sword light flashed, attracting a crowd of onlookers from the same school.

"Sword Yi, penetrate the sun!" Bai Sui'an shouted.

This move was imaginary and full of force, but in fact it was just empty air. The female cultivators who were watching looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and they all held in their breaths.

Bai Sui'an: "..." It's so embarrassing!

After coughing seriously, Bai Sui Anxin wanted to show off the momentum of his senior sister, glanced at them, and said sternly: "Are you all idle? Why don't you go practice sword practice!"

After everyone heard this, they left in droves.

Bai Sui'an actually didn't care much about other people's ridicule. After all, in his previous life, he had to be shameless to deceive and support his family by telling fortunes in exchange for spiritual stones. But he didn't know that in the three years after his death, his senior brother and master were

How did it go?

For Bai Sui'an, the Fengming Sect is, after all, a stranger.

Then she didn't dare practice sword practice in the daytime at all. If it was spread that Luo Qingshan, the senior sister of Fengming Sect, was a fool, it would be over. After all, with her swordsmanship, it was not impossible.

Night had come, and Bai Sui'an watched the sun go down before walking out of the room and practicing her sword in the yard. She held the long sword in her hand and swung it around, as if tirelessly, holding on under the pear tree.

Dance with the sword.

The moon was already hanging high in the sky, and Bai Sui'an didn't feel tired at all. She had damaged her hidden veins since she was a child. This kind of opportunity was very rare for her. She thought, if she really had the talent to understand what the master said,

"The principles of the sword are clear, and the body and sword are integrated into one".
Chapter completed!