Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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A young man dressed in the white Sword Immortal Academy's swordsman robes immediately stood up and waved when he saw Lin Beichen and the others.

The young man was called Xu Qian, who had come early to occupy a seat in the Seven Stars Gathering Sword House.

He boarded outside the Seven Stars Sword Gathering House before dawn, waited until the restaurant was open, was the first one to rush in, occupied the nearest square table to the game table by himself, and ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of tea.

This kind of behavior caused a lot of discontent in the surrounding area.

But because of the Shura killing that happened last night in the Sword Saint Courtyard, all the powers in White Cloud City were now afraid to provoke the young man in the white swordsman's robe, so they let Xu Qian Dajin occupy the best position and held their temper, not daring to speak.

It's not just a matter of time, it's also a matter of time before we get to the bottom of the matter.

There are even early occupants of the seat.

Lin Beichen smilingly walked towards the hall.

The original lively and noisy hall was suddenly quiet as a pin.

The martial artists who were chatting and discussing were all looking down at the table, like a little daughter-in-law who was afraid of going out for the first time, for fear of making any movement that might attract the young man, who was dressed in white and unparalleled beauty.

Because of his beauty, he was already betrayed.

Who else is this handsome young man but Lin Beichen, the 'killing and groping demon'?

Moreover, the two young and beautiful maids behind him, with white skin and long legs, also confirmed this.

In just one night's time, all aspects of White Cloud City had already firmly remembered Lin Beichen's image, striving not to make the low-level mistake of dying.

"Senior brother."

Xu Qian had a look of adoration on his face and saluted Lin Beichen at the first opportunity.

In fact, Lin Beichen's worship under Ding Sanshi's disciples was much later than Xu Qian and the others joining White Cloud City, so he was supposed to be the junior brother, but last night the disciples of the Sword Immortal Academy had already turned into Lin Da Shao's brain-damaged fans, and had already discussed that from now on, Lin Beichen would be the senior brother of the Academy.

Lin Beichen nodded his head with a smile and said, "It's been hard work."

"No hard work no hard work ......"

Being able to speak with his big brother, Xu Qian rubbed his hands in excitement.

Only then did he want Yin Shan to salute and said, "Meet Junior Master."

Yin Shan's smiling face was kind and amiable, not caring about Xu Qian's behavior of calling him Senior Brother first and then Senior Uncle.

Several people sat down at the square table.

"Qian Qian, order food."

Lin Beichen grabbed a handful of peanuts and chewed them.

Xu Qian rubbed his hands awkwardly.

He was so poor that he took out almost all his savings to order a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts.

Soon, a sumptuous table of food and wine was set up.

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The meat of several of them, all of which were exotic beasts, not only tasted delicious, but could also nourish blood and replenish Xuan Qi, which was of great benefit to cultivators, even in the Seven Star Gathering Sword House, it was a top-notch set meal served in limited quantities.

"Come, Brother Xu Qian, eat whatever you want."

Lin Beichen politely greeted.

"Ah, this ...... thanks senior brother."

Xu Qian was polite and immediately threw away his gills and ate.

Time flew by.

There were more and more people in the restaurant.

Even the square outside the door was crowded with people.

It was unprecedentedly lively.

Even in the lobby of the restaurant, the atmosphere gradually became more active.

"Here they come."

"Look, it's Master Shen Xiaoyin, he's really here."

"Quick, quick, quick, get out of the way, don't bump into the master."

The crowd outside was boiling.

Lin Beichen was also attracted by this déjà vu scene.

In his previous life, when those big stars walked the streets, the crazy fans, the images of blocking airports, bus stations, and shopping malls, weren't they exactly the same as the one in front of him?

Star-level treatment.

Is the profession of a sword-caster so cool?

Do you want to train Qian Qian to be a sword maker to help you make money?

She likes to swing a hammer anyway.

At that moment, the crowd at the entrance of the restaurant parted automatically.

A big, old gorilla ......

Pooh, is a strapping old man, striding in.

This man looked about sixty years old, dark skin, wide ears, red face, hale and hearty, full of vitality, strong blood like the sea, a short gray hair, although sparse visible scalp, but like steel needles rooted up, giving people a stubborn and rigid impression.

The most striking thing was his hands and arms.

His arms are knee-length, and his brachial muscles are unusually well-developed, bulging like small hills, thicker than his waist.

His left hand is the size of a normal person's, with smooth, white, jade-like skin on the backs of his fingers, looking like the jade hands of a lady's daughter who has been carefully maintained and cared for for twenty years, while his right hand is dark brown, with rough skin like scaly armor and thick bones like a bushel, three or four times larger than his left hand.

The arms and hands appeared somewhat deformed.

At first glance, it really looked like a gorilla with some hair loss had walked in.

Is this Master Shen Xiaoyin?

Lin Beichen was startled.

The beautiful little uncle came close to Lin Beichen's ear and whispered: "Master Shen was engrossed in casting swords, and he took the route of the Casting Sword Pavilion's 'Hundred Refinements into Steel Around the Finger'.

Different phase."

Lin Beichen only felt his temples moving, a little itchy.

"So it's an occupational disease."

He suddenly realized.

It would be better not to train Qianqian to become a sword-caster.

If Qian Qian later loses her hair and thick arms into a gorilla ...... tsk tsk, that picture of beauty Lin Da Shao dare not look.

"Master Shen arrives, making my Seven Stars Gathering Sword House humble."

The big shopkeeper personally came out to welcome him, very politely: "As already prepared, quickly, invite the master to take a seat."

Shen Xiaoyin nodded his head expressionlessly, "Excuse me."

There were six followers behind him.

Four men and four women.

The four women were Shen Xiaoyin's close sword attendants, twenty-five or sixteen years old, with outstanding looks, each carrying a sword casket behind their backs, in red, orange, yellow, and green colors, similar to the swordsmen's powerful clothing they wore, and all extremely beautiful and heroic.

The four men looked to be around thirty years old, with ordinary faces, dark complexions, strapping bodies, and equally thick arms.

Shen Xiaoyin came to the top seat and sat down to drink tea.

The four beautiful sword attendants stood behind him.

The four disciples were on all sides, facing outward, faintly forming a protective circle.

"Western Lengmen pay their respects to Master Shen."

"Flying Dragon Villa pays a courtesy call on Master Shen."

"Oh, Brother Shen, I haven't seen you for years, your demeanor is still the same."

"Great Qian Empire 'Qian Yuan Money Bank' Sun Bu Li, meet Master Shen, my master wants to ask Master Shen to cast a personal soft sword, as long as the master is willing to do it, any conditions can be proposed."

In the lobby of the restaurant, one by one, the figures all got up and bowed to Shen Xiaoyin.

The gestures were respectful, the words polite.

But where Shen Xiaoyin sat, his face was as calm as solidified black iron, without the slightest ripple, as if he hadn't heard these people's words at all, without the slightest reaction, without even a glance.

It was really cold.

"Elder of the Scented Sword Mansion, 'Flying Phoenix Celestial' apprentice and disciple has arrived."

A singsong note from the store assistant came from outside.

The crowd at the entrance of the restaurant parted, and three beautiful women dressed in purple slowly walked in.

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First Shift.

I didn't mean to make you look like this, but I was just thinking about my career at .......

After all, in the same way that a programmer loses his hair, a business ape gets fat, and a bachelor dog has fast hands, a swordsmith must be dark and thick-armed. Model. Model. ノ