Chapter 150 The Ancestral Spirit Pink Sword is about to set off [Updates every day, please subscribe]

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Chapter 150 The Ancestral Spirit Pink Sword is about to set off [Updates every day, please subscribe]

I saw an old man who was more than three thousand years old. He raised his hand and scratched his head. His expression had not changed for more than two thousand years. Even in times of crisis before, there were only one or two changes in his eyes. The real No. 1 monk in Chubei, that face

There was a hint of redness on the old, shriveled face.

"Aunt Fen, it's not that Chu Ming is stupid, it's that his opponent is too cunning. He just gave up the 20,000-year-old ancestral foundation. I can't do such a thing."

Xiao Bai was stunned!

This...is my great-uncle?!

The great-uncle who has always been dignified and solemn, and can make people feel scared even when he sneezes?

Is he possessed by evil spirits?

"Huh, stupid is stupid, don't change the topic, now tell me how you want to compensate me?"

He Chuming seemed to have thought about it a long time ago. He grinned at the corners of his dry mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Aunt Fen, if you want to cultivate your spiritual wisdom again, Chu Ming has some ideas."

"explain!"

"You might as well follow me as your apprentice."

"Your disciple?!"

The slender sword known as Aunt Fen vibrated violently, and a sword light burst out along with an angry sound that seemed to tear the eardrums apart.

"You, your disciple, have cultivated the path of calamity, and I am following him? Do you think I didn't suffer enough calamity back then?

I remember clearly the last person who practiced the Heaven-shattering Three Tribulations Sword. He chopped down eight hundred and ninety-three tribulation thunders with me. My current confusion is the root cause of my illness back then!

You still want me to be your apprentice? Do you want me to replenish your spiritual intelligence, or do you want me to lose your spiritual intelligence?

You’re eating shit, bad guy!”

Xiao Bai wished he could close his eyes. In his eyes, he could be said to be invincible, half-stepped into one body. His great-uncle, who dared to fight against the leader of Yuanjiao back then, was now like a child, being beaten by a handful of pink.

The rapier chased the rat with its head and fled.

"Aunt Fen, please listen to my explanation."

"Don't listen!"

"Really, my apprentice's father is a master of weapon refining."

"The master of weapon refining has no use."

"His father has only been on the Taoist path for less than forty years and has become a master of weapon refining. He will definitely make great achievements in the field of weapon refining in the future."

"It's no use. I've seen many masters who became masters of weapon refining early on, but they are stuck at this step and can't refine spiritual treasures in their entire lives."

"Aunt Fen, please believe me again. My apprentice has great luck, and his father is sure of it."

Xiao Bai's lips twitched when he heard this, knowing that his master's uncle was really trying to deceive him and wanted to trick the ancestor spirit into becoming a guardian sword spirit for He Yuan. However, he remembered the news he had received not long ago and couldn't help but speak.

.

"I'm telling Lord Zu Ling that He Yuan's father is already a great master of weapon refining. Not long ago, he refined a cultivation treasure that can grow into a spiritual treasure for Chen Keran of Huanzhen Immortal Sect.

It is said that this treasure can be practiced with the help of star power, which is quite mysterious. For this reason, Chen Keran even went around to buy magic arts and body refining techniques based on star power."

Swish.

The pink rapier and He Chuming who were running around stopped, and both of them looked at Xiao Bai. When Xiao Bai saw the look in his uncle's eyes, he was clearly asking himself whether this matter was true or just made up to help a deception.

.

Xiao Bai nodded solemnly.

He Chuming's eyes suddenly showed joy, and he said quickly: "By the way, my apprentice's father is from Baiyi Sect. Does Aunt Fen still remember Master He who helped you mend your spiritual wisdom for hundreds of years more than three thousand years ago?

Master He and I belong to this Baiyi sect.

My apprentice's father is probably the reincarnation of He Shimei, and he will definitely become a great master in the future, and he will help Auntie Fan cultivate another thousand years of spiritual wisdom."

The pink thin sword ignored He Chuming, and the sword flashed in front of Xiao Bai.

"You don't know which generation of sword master's disciples you have lied to me?"

Xiao Bai did not answer immediately, but thought for a while and said: "Reporting to Lord Zuling, there is a star power sword technique in the sect that is not excellent. Why don't I have someone call Chen Keran and ask him to bring that

Let Master Zuling see the treasure with his own eyes to see if it is true or false?

I wonder if that’s okay?”

Seeing what Xiao Bai said was so conclusive, the pink thin sword nodded slightly in the air, then flew back to He Chuming and said: "Chu Min'er, I'll tell you first!

First, let me explain clearly to you, my disciple, that you are here to protect the Tao, but if you dare to use me to block the catastrophe, I will immediately turn against you!

Secondly, no matter you are still your disciple, if you really want to realize the Mahayana and ascend to the upper world in the future, you must take me with you!

Is it possible? Give me a happy word!"

He Chuming did not answer immediately, but solemnly condensed a drop of his own blood and swore to it.

Seeing this, the pink rapier waved in the air with satisfaction, showing a bit of joy.

"Since you swear this, then I will wander around for hundreds more years!"

One year later.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er! Don't harm me Yuan'er!"

He Lian opened his eyes and looked at Tong Yinchun beside him, and quickly leaned down to hug him into his arms, saying warmly: "Senior sister, don't be afraid, Yuan'er is fine, he is practicing in the Sky-breaking Sword Sect."

Tong Yinchun did not open his eyes, but there were tears shining in the corners of his eyes, and then he quietly turned over, facing away from He Lian.

"What a fuss."

He Lian shook his head and didn't say anything. He just took out a book and leaned on the bed to read silently.

This book without a cover was "The Art of Stealing Immortals and Sealing Pills" handwritten by He Lian. He recorded two copies and gave one to Xu Qing'er so that his apprentice could study it a little when he had nothing to do.

Make inferences by analogy, and then use Jisuan Tianfang to deduce the incomplete parts when you have some enlightenment in the future.

He Lian himself was very interested in the method of intercepting the opportunity of creation in this secret art, and felt that it was exactly the same as his own Taoist weapon refining method.

However, He Lian didn't look for long when Tong Yinchun's voice sounded.

"Lian, can I go find Yuan'er?"

"Go ahead. Anyway, there is a lot of chaos outside. If you die outside, when He Yuan comes back, I, the father, will apologize to my son. Anyway, I, the father, are useless. I have no weight in his mother's heart.

.”

Hearing this, Tong Yinchun sat up suddenly, looked at He Lian angrily, and said, "How can you talk like that!"

"Then what should I say?

The master said that a great calamity is coming, and everyone in the family is ordered not to go out without reason.

My second brother wrote to me that treasure hunting and murder outside are now several times more frequent than before.

There is no news from Shao Shiyan. I cursed this evildoer in my heart, but we have no way to communicate with the Potian Sword Sect.

I heard before that Senior Chen from the True Immortal Sect is going to the Heaven-Breaking Sword Sect. The leader personally brought a message to me. I would like to ask Senior Chen to ask about Yuan'er's current situation.

Others spread the word that Yuan'er was living well in the Potian Sword Sect and his cultivation was going smoothly. In just five or six years, he had almost established a foundation.

But you can’t see or hear any of this, just because you didn’t listen to anyone’s words when you had the dream of robbery, and you didn’t believe anyone’s words!

We are monks! He Yuan is also a monk!

He has just entered the spiritual practice and is working hard and vigorously. If he doesn’t have time to write a letter in person, you will think that something has happened to him and you will be struggling for your life.

What? You, a mother-in-law, still want to tie him to your belt?

I have done everything I can. This year, I have put aside many things at hand, and I have not taken care of my spiritual practice. I am with you during the day and with you at night. I don’t know what else I need to do to satisfy you?

Anyway, I am about to travel far away, and you won’t go with me. You can do whatever you want.”

After He Lian finished speaking, he was about to turn around. He had been quite exhausted both physically and mentally this year. As for how worried he was, he was definitely not inferior to Tong Yinchun.

When the calamity cloud appeared that day and he looked at the Sky-Breaking Sword Sect, the Five Flames Reincarnation Secret Technique gave him a clear indication of the reason for the calamity of transformation that appeared in Chubei for the first time in many years.

arisen from.

To be honest, He Lian didn't even know why He Yuan was so capable. He secretly asked Master Ma for advice. Ma Yuzhen didn't know after thinking about it carefully.

As a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Ma Yuzhen no longer dares to stay in Jinding Yunhai. The terrain there is too high. If a disaster suddenly occurs, he may be caught in the disaster of transformation.

Now Ma Yuzhen has only intercepted a section of the fourth-order spiritual vein and integrated it into the Dongtian Spiritual Planting Garden. In the academy, the ancient tree that Yunhua teaches Juntianzhi is adjacent to it.

Even the dignified Nascent Soul cultivators were afraid of being like this. Even though He Lian was full of worries, he could only stay in peace. He felt no better than Tong Yinchun.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Tong Yinchun threw herself into He Lian's arms and burst into tears.

"Lian, I'm sorry, I'm just worried about Yuan'er, don't be angry with me."
To be continued...