Only one hand can turn the tide

The next day, at the trial meeting, Bai Roushuang confronted a female cultivator on the stage. Her black hair was like a waterfall, her sword was whiter than snow, and her fighting posture was light and graceful, which reminded people of the poem "the graceful waist is even more gentle". Against the background of the bright light of the magic weapon, she looked even more beautiful. It was more like dancing than fighting, attracting the attention of the whole audience, and even Lu Beichen, who was sitting in the audience, focused all his attention on her.

There is no limit on magic weapons in the trial, which sounds unfair.

But this conference was meant to give newcomers from all the major sects a chance to show themselves, and it did not take into account the feelings of smaller sects or even individual practitioners who did not have abundant cultivation resources.

At this time, Bai Roushuang used the power of magic weapons to defeat two people in succession.

The string of crystal clear beads on her wrist is a magic weapon for defense. When injected with magic power, it becomes colorful and gorgeous. Even though its practicality is a little weak, it is in short supply.

Moreover, it was enough for her to deal with other newcomers at this time. Even a cultivator who was one level higher than her could not break her defense and finally had to be defeated.

These competitions on the field were relatively immature for Xu Shulou, but she watched them very seriously with her chin in her hand. When she saw the string of exquisite rain, she was slightly distracted. This was another magic weapon given by Lu Beichen mentioned in the storybook.

She had not yet thought about what would happen if the dream was real.

People's hearts tend to lean towards the weaker side. Now that they know the type of person Lu Beichen likes, if they want to break the situation and avoid ending up like the one in the story, pretending to be weak in order to seek protection is a natural way.

Facing this son of destiny who will be invincible in the future, it sounds like a good idea to establish a good relationship with him now and hold on to this golden thigh.

This is a bad idea, Xu Shulou blinked and commented in his heart.

There was a simpler and more convenient way ahead. She glanced at Lu Beichen not far away, whose eyes were always on Bai Roushuang.

If it were me a hundred years ago, instead of trying to please him, I would probably just kill him and solve the problem from the root.

Thinking of this, Xu Shulou smiled. They were all bad ideas. She didn't believe that a dream could determine her future path.

She would not judge people's good or evil based on dreams. She did this with Li Qi, with Junior Sister, and with Lu Beichen as well.

It is true that he was arrogant, conceited, and seemed a little self-indulgent, but he did not commit a crime worthy of the death penalty.

Xu Shulou only kills those who deserve to die with her sword; she will not kill for her own selfish reasons.

As the trial continued, Bai Roushuang could no longer rely solely on the power of magic weapons, and she was defeated in the fourth round.

She did not look discouraged. She softly congratulated the male cultivator who defeated her and walked off the stage with a proper smile.

For a newcomer like her who had only been in the cultivation world for a year, it was considered qualified if she could not be stage-frightened when she went on stage. Moreover, she had won several battles with magic weapons and was not discouraged at all when she was defeated. Someone immediately praised her.

Bai Roushuang smiled back at them one by one. She didn't care about winning or losing the competition. After all, she had only been a practitioner for a year, and no matter how talented she was, she couldn't win in the end. She participated in the competition just to meet more powerful practitioners, to show her face more often, to leave a good impression on others, and to gain a good reputation for herself.

Just like in the sect, she would occasionally give her fellow brothers homemade meals, and help them deliver medicine and bandages when they were accidentally injured during sword practice, always appearing to be attentive and considerate.

She has always been good at using small efforts to establish a good image.

Bai Roushuang glanced in the direction of Xu Shulou with an unclear expression, then turned and gave a shy smile to Lu Beichen who came to praise her for her good performance.

When Lu Beichen heard that Bai Roushuang was going to the Mortal Realm with Xu Shulou, he seemed a little worried: "Will she take the opportunity to embarrass you when I'm not here?"

His worry was really unnecessary. After all, if Xu Shulou really planned to do something, it would make no difference whether he was present or not.

Xu Shulou was still unaware of his unnecessary worries. After the three disciples from Wuchen Island who came to participate in the trial meeting had all taken part in the competition, she analyzed and pointed out the advantages and disadvantages of the competition to them one by one, and then went to the mortal world with Bai Roushuang.

In the storybook, there were more than one woman who opposed Xu Shulou, Bai Roushuang. Lu Beichen was also confused, because he clearly acted like Bai Roushuang, but he often got entangled with other women.

There is also a girl named Su Lian'er, one of Lu Beichen's confidantes. She was only sixteen years old when she appeared, and she was also from the mortal world. The storybook briefly mentioned her life experience. During the Qiqiao Festival when she was nine years old, a flood washed away the Tianshui Town where she had lived since childhood, causing countless casualties. Her parents died in the flood to save her. Later, she suffered a lot and was deceived into working as a medicine man under the evil cultivator. In the storybook, Lu Beichen felt pity for her life experience, and later he fell in love with her. Xu Shulou was so angry that he mocked this beauty with this incident.

The description of this passage in the storybook was probably intended to highlight the unreasonableness of Xu Shulou, who actually used other people's tragic life experiences to mock others.

But after reading this passage, Xu Shulou extracted the information that floods might occur in the mortal world, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Calculating the time, the flood in the story happened this year, on the Qiqiao Festival three days later.

Xu Shulou planned to go and see for herself. She didn't believe this dream at first, but after seeing Bai Roushuang's pet Jiuyao, she immediately remembered this part. As long as there was a one in ten thousand chance, she couldn't just let countless mortals die or get injured.

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Bai Roushuang will always remember this day, which was probably the day that allowed her to truly embark on the path of cultivation.

The Qiqiao Festival in the mortal world is the day when girls beg the gods for skills and pray for marriage. Bai Roushuang and Xu Shulou were strolling along the Canglan River, and along the way they saw many girls from the mortal world releasing river lanterns and making wishes.

The world is in a prosperous era, with a peaceful atmosphere.

Bai Roushuang sighed in her heart. She had never thought that she would spend this year's Qiqiao Festival with the senior sister who she was not very familiar with. She was a little wary of Xu Shulou and even had a slight hostility.

She didn't know why Xu Shulou came to Tianshui Town. What good things could there be in a small town? But the wind blowing against her face tonight was so comfortable that her mood gradually calmed down.

Noticing that she was watching the girls releasing river lanterns, Xu Shulou bought a lantern for her when he passed by the stall.

Bai Roushuang found it a little funny. She had no interest in playing such childish things when she was still making a living in a brothel in the mortal world.

But the lantern in her palm gave off a soft light and slight warmth. She lowered her head and looked at it. Somehow, she seemed to be suddenly infected by the emotion of the girls by the river. She also knelt by the river, carefully placed the lantern into the river, and watched it drift away with the current.

Xu Shulou was also beside her. He released a lantern and made a wish earnestly.

Bai Roushuang's beautiful eyes swept across Xu Shulou's face. How could Lu Beichen really remain unmoved by such beauty?

She couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what wish did you make?"

Xu Shulou turned his head and looked at her, the light of the lamp reflected in his eyes: "Peace in the Three Realms."

Bai Roushuang laughed: "The Qiqiao Festival is for praying for marriage, or at least praying for one's own cultivation."

Who are you making such a hypocritical and empty wish for?

"You can't force a marriage," Xu Shulou smiled, "You have to rely on yourself to cultivate."

At this time, the wind and waves on the river gradually grew stronger. There was an eight or nine-year-old girl next to them whose lantern was about to be overturned by the waves. The girl's mouth was flat, and she seemed to be about to cry. Then Bai Roushuang watched Xu Shulou quietly cheat with his spiritual power, allowing the lantern to float away steadily.

Bai Roushuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to say something. But something unexpected happened at this time. The river water was getting higher and higher. The water level was already very high in this season. The waves soon hit the woman on the shore, and the people hurriedly fled.

Bai Roushuang noticed a flash of spiritual light in Xu Shulou's hand, and he had used his spiritual power to cast a barrier to block the waves for everyone.

"Immortal, it's an immortal!" The people exclaimed in surprise.

Immortal? Bai Roushuang thought indifferently that the people in the mortal world really didn't understand the difference between cultivators and immortals. They called everyone who knew magic an immortal.

How can real gods appear in the mortal world?

Soon, one wave after another, the waves had almost become huge waves. Xu Shulou pointed his toes and flew out, hanging in the air above the river.

Bai Roushuang then noticed that Xu Shulou was not only blocking the waves in this area. The barrier created by her spiritual power had already stretched along the river bank, with no end in sight.

The river was surging with great momentum, and the huge waves were rolling over with the power to destroy everything. The people were already panicking, and the shouts of fear were endless.

At this time, Xu Shulou opened the folding fan in his hand and threw it out by her.

Bai Roushuang took a closer look and saw that the red dress Xu Shulou was wearing today was indeed a Snow-White and Red Plum Fan.

The folding fan unfolded and became huge in the air. With the blessing of Xu Shulou's spiritual power, it resisted the huge waves.

The huge waves were like a giant beast, attacking and biting the folding fan again and again.

Compared with the raging waves, Xu Shulou's figure in the air seemed extremely small, but she managed to control the strong wind and huge waves with her own strength.

It was the first time that Bai Roushuang had seen such a powerful wave that could destroy a town. Seeing the folding fan tremble slightly due to the waves, she subconsciously raised her hand and sent out her spiritual power.

It was a pity that her spiritual power was too weak and had little effect. After a while, she had used up all her spiritual power, her body swayed, and she had to stop.

The people around her saw her staggering and hurried to help her up. Bai Roushuang thanked her casually, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Why should I thank you, young lady?" the old lady asked, "We should thank the two immortals."

Bai Roushuang shook her head indifferently: "I didn't help at all."

The lady helped her sit down and said, "Young lady, you have the intention to save people."

Bai Roushuang was slightly startled, looked at her and didn't respond.

The people who had lived by the river for a long time naturally realized the harm that this huge wave would cause to the town. They looked at Xu Shulou in the air with concern, praying that she could withstand this huge wave.

Bai Roushuang also kept looking at Xu Shulou. She didn't know that a cultivator could actually fight against natural disasters on his own.

The flipping of the folding fan can actually save thousands of people.

This power, which seemed to be fighting for life with the sky, deeply touched her and made her fall into a very mysterious state.

An hour later, the huge waves disappeared and the splashes gradually subsided.

Xu Shulou seemed to have over-consumed her energy, and immediately withdrew her spiritual power and fell onto the surface of the river. The Snow-White Red Plum Fan became smaller again and was held in her hand.

Bai Roushuang stared at her blankly amid the people's bows and thanks.

The woman in red clothes came under the moonlight, walking on the water across the river.

At that moment, Bai Roushuang couldn't help but think, no wonder the people thought she was an immortal.

She felt that the people present would probably never forget this scene.

This includes herself.

As soon as Xu Shulou stepped onto the shore, she was surrounded by the people and thanked them. She helped up the old man who was kneeling beside her and said, "You don't have to be polite. Helping those in need is the duty of cultivators like us."

Bai Roushuang was still in a daze until Xu Shulou came over and handed her a small bag of Qiaoguo wrapped in oil paper: "The girl over there gave it to me, want to try it?"

Bai Roushuang took it in a daze, and suddenly heard Xu Shulou's surprised voice: "You have broken through the realm, what did you realize just now?"

Breakthrough? Bai Roushuang was delighted and quickly checked her internal organs. She was surprised to see that she had indeed reached a higher realm. She looked down at her hands and said, "I don't know. I was just thinking, this is the majesty of a cultivator..."

Xu Shulou looked at her seriously and listened to her.

Bai Roushuang calmed down and said, "I mean, I've heard that powerful cultivators can even move mountains and fill the sea, but I always thought that was just a legend..."

She suddenly thought of something and looked at Xu Shulou fiercely: "You made this trip just to save people?"

"yes."

Bai Roushuang even forgot to ask her how she knew there was a flood here, and just asked blankly: "Why?"

Xu Shulou answered easily: "If we can save him, then we will."

Bai Roushuang fell silent. When she was a mortal, she was jealous and envious of those cultivators. She hated their high-handedness, their ignorance of the sufferings of the mortal world, their ability to dominate the mortal world with their magic, and even their tyranny in the mortal world; but she also envied them for being able to live an easy and glamorous life.

When she was led to the Dustless Island, she was ecstatic, but she was always worried about gains and losses. She was afraid that she would not be able to successfully build a foundation and truly embark on the path of Taoism. She would try her best to please her senior brothers in the sect, make friends with powerful monks, and find a respected male monk as a backer. She grabbed everything she could grab. She told herself that although she had a hard life, she would plan carefully to make herself live better than anyone else.

For her, the meaning of cultivating immortals is to live a glamorous and beautiful life.

However, watching Xu Shulou turning the tide just now, an idea kept circling in her mind: so this is the majesty of a cultivator, it turns out that a cultivator can do this.

Yes, she is also a cultivator now...

Perhaps it was at that moment that she quietly broke through a small realm.

She seemed to have realized something, but at this moment, she was still confused and didn't know what she had realized.

"Now that you've figured it out, practice seriously," Xu Shulou gently bumped the snack into her hand with the fruit, as if clinking glasses, "This is the good thing about the cultivation world. It doesn't distinguish between men and women, and doesn't ask about background. Strength is everything."

She saw through it? Bai Roushuang's heart was shocked. Did she see through her thoughts?

It turns out that this senior sister, although seemingly simple-minded, is actually unfathomable.

When he turned around to say something, he saw the mysterious senior sister in his mind squatting happily beside the spirit bird Jiuyao, stroking its feathers with one hand and poking a fruit in front of the spirit bird with the other hand: "Want to eat?"

Jiuyao wanted to grimace in disgust at the chocolate, but at the same time he felt comfortable being stroked. He was in a very contradictory state.