Chapter 59: Daily Life of the Sword Master
"Uncle San, I'm going out to buy groceries."
"Remember to buy more potatoes. Recently, the returning customers in the store love to eat fried potatoes with shredded ginger."
"Ah."
Zhou Ping pushed the door open and walked out.
.........
Daxia, the ruins of the South China Sea.
The gloomy dark clouds covered the entire sky like a thick black cloth, making the sky and the earth dark.
The clouds were chaotic, as if condensing an endless gloomy atmosphere. Not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate the gloomy sky. Only faint and blurry lightning flashed and surged in the clouds.
Fine raindrops fell from the clouds, as fine as cow hair and as light as smoke. They fell on the rough sea, interweaving with the rolling waves, forming a blurry picture.
It's like the end of the world!
now.
All residents on the islands near Guixu have been evacuated.
"Rumble--"
The roar of the transport plane, accompanied by thunder, swept across the sky and circled around the island. Several men in special military uniforms stared at Guixu with ugly expressions.
"Everyone on the island was evacuated under the pretext of military training, but..."
"This scene... is much more horrifying than that [2012] disaster movie."
One of the men couldn't help but speak up, "What on earth could have caused such a large-scale disaster? This must be at least in the Infinite Realm, right?"
"Infinite!?"
"No, buddy, you are kidding! How can such a natural disaster-like ability be just at the Infinite Realm? In my opinion, it should be at the Klein Realm."
A man traveling with us said.
"Don't disturb the morale of the troops. Just do our job well. No matter what it is... there will naturally be taller people to take it."
An older, middle-aged man in the crowd said, "We just need to pass on the communication."
"Um... lend it to me for a minute."
Suddenly, a young man in white stood up, gently pushed open the cabin door, and jumped down in front of their shocked eyes.
"WC, brother, you are so strong!"
The man seemed to have thought of something, "He, he, he is..."
"What is it! Are you stuttering?"
"Sword Saint!!!" The man's expression was full of disbelief, "He is the Sword Saint of Great Xia!"
.........
The raindrops gently hit the sea surface, splashing small water droplets, and then merged into the vast ocean.
A figure in white stepped on the Dragon-Elephant Sword Box and crossed the Guixu.
I saw him slowly take out a book from his arms, and with the help of the Peppa Pig bookmark, he quickly turned to the page he had read last time, and then read it with a focused expression.
Tick!Tick!
The raindrops around him seemed to be blocked by something when they fell beside the young man and were all bounced away.
The sea surface rolled again, and the next moment, a wave bigger than the previous one rushed into the sky, tearing apart the thick clouds, and roaring towards the earth!
The young man still kept his head down, looking at the book in his hands, and seemed to have no interest in anything outside.
suddenly.
He raised his head, glanced at the rain, and spoke slowly in a voice that only he could hear:
"The Great Xia ahead is forbidden by the gods."
His voice was very soft, as faint as a mosquito amid the roaring waves, but the moment he finished speaking, the pouring rain in front of him suddenly froze as if someone had pressed the pause button!
Every wave, every spray, every drop of rain was suspended in the air.
After a while.
The chaotic cloud suddenly surged again, rolling to both sides...
The men in the helicopter looked into the distance in shock.
The rain curtain was parted.
Zhou Ping looked up at the sky. At the end of the rain, a half-blurred figure of the water flow was looming.
She took a step forward and instantly moved above Zhou Ping, her slightly majestic voice echoing in the air.
"Human, do you know... who I am?"
"One of the Ennead Gods of Egypt, codenamed 069, the Rain Goddess Tefnut."
Zhou Ping's tone was full of calmness.
"Blasphemy against God, even death!"
Tefnut looked down at Zhou Ping with disdain, as if he were an ant.
The sleeves of the human in front of him were neatly rolled up, with a few drops of water still on his hands. His eyes were slightly drooped, and he didn't have the slightest bit of temperament.
This doesn't look like a human ceiling at all.
However, being able to withstand her pressure is already good enough.
"It's just an ant with a little bit of power, but it does arouse my interest a little."
Tefnut stared at Zhou Ping, her tone still full of disdain.
"Mortal, what's your name?"
"My name is Zhou Ping." Zhou Ping then added, "But they all call me the Great Xia Sword Saint."
"Sword Saint? Ha."
Tefnut spoke calmly, and a huge and terrifying pressure suddenly descended, pressing heavily on Zhou Ping's shoulders, causing the sea surface beneath his feet to stir up huge waves.
And this time.
Suddenly, bursts of sword sounds were heard, as if piercing the sky.
Along with the sound of the sword, the waves that were about to sweep over were pierced in an instant. Countless sword energies burst out in an instant, tearing through the air like lightning, tearing the waves into pieces of rain all over the sky.
These fragments of rain danced in the air and then gradually merged into the sea surface.
Immediately.
Zhou Ping gently placed the Peppa Pig bookmark on the current page. Through the rain, he could see the lines of words covered by the bookmark:
Morning mist rises from the thirty-six peaks.
Kill the dragon eight thousand miles away and return.
Please slay the demon!
Then he took the book in his hand back into his arms as if it were a treasure.
.........
Xijin City, Changxiang Road.
Sanjiu-style local cuisine restaurant.
"Jingle Bell--"
As the doorbell rang, a figure in white appeared in front of the restaurant.
"coming!"
Third uncle: (;′??Д??`)! ! !
"Xiaoping, where have you been? Why are you all wet?" My third uncle's eyes were full of worry.
"Uncle, I bought some potatoes."
Zhou Ping picked up a big bag full of potatoes. Inside the transparent plastic bag, the dirt from the potatoes mixed with rainwater, making it a yellow and black color.
"Why bother about potatoes! Come on, take a hot bath." The third uncle quickly took it and pulled Zhou Ping to the second floor, not caring at all about getting his clothes wet.
"Strange, how come Xiaoping is the same as Lin En, that brat?" Third Uncle muttered in his heart, and at the same time shouted, "Wife, quickly make a bowl of ginger sugar water for Xiaoping!"
Zhou Ping smiled shyly and let himself be dragged away by his third uncle.
Maybe he was thinking:
"Finally, I can go home and rest..."