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Wei Sanfeng came to the stage under the gaze of everyone, cut his fingers and dropped a life test stone of his own, and came to the fairy root ball, pressed his hands, at this moment, I really want to reincarnate for a thousand years, and I must pass it today. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Slowly, the fairy root ball flashed a faint red light with fluorescent light, flashed and then extinguished, and flashed again.

The disciples of the Human World Sect present were very strange, so they verified it again, and the effect was still the same, so this caused a lot of waves in Wei Sanfeng's heart. Is there a problem or not?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the field was already boiling.

"What's going on, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with that?"

It really couldn't be delayed, so the disciple of the Human World Sect who took the lead turned into a talisman in front of him, opened his heavenly eyes, looked at the mirror image of the immortal root ball, pondered for a while and said, "Half an immortal root! ”

"Aliens. This voice echoed in Wei Sanfeng's mind, and a disciple motioned to the sword slave to pay attention, fearing that Wei Sanfeng would suddenly go crazy like the others. was just silent, and after a pause, Wei Sanfeng followed the sword slave weakly.

Coming to the sword slave room, Wei Sanfeng officially became a sword slave to be cultivated, not a slave room, not a miscellaneous servant, but a sword slave room, indicating that Wei Sanfeng still has the possibility of cultivating, but Wei Sanfeng has no spirit to pay attention. Most of the sword slave room are people who have problems with the fairy roots, and most of them are people with poor qualifications, so they have no choice but to be cannon fodder in battle in the future.

A week later...

Wei Sanfeng started the compulsory course of the sword slave as usual, the opening sword, the basic martial arts, and even martial arts.

Late autumn is approaching, the fallen leaves are flying, Wei Sanfeng has been practicing swords under the yellow maple tree with a wooden sword at a young age, although he has heard that the Immortal Emperor of the Imperial Sword Pavilion Bai Lingzi is also an immortal emperor with a problem with the immortal root, but he is a half-immortal root, a metallic immortal root, and a half-water attribute immortal root. Compared with oneself, one is in the sky and the other is on the earth.

After practicing the sword well, he was called by his senior brother to chop wood, Wei Sanfeng hurriedly put down the wooden sword and ran to his bedroom, running too fast all the way, and accidentally bumped into an old man.

Wei Sanfeng carefully helped the old man, the old man said that he was injured, Wei Sanfeng couldn't care about anything else, so he had to take care of the old man. Helped the old man to sit down on the stone bench next to him, Wei Sanfeng asked the old man where it hurt, the old man said that his stomach hurt, Wei Sanfeng pressed it on the old man's stomach just like he used to massage Wei Qiao, Wei Sanfeng felt so strange, why did the old man tremble when he touched it, in fact, Wei Sanfeng didn't know that this "old man" was someone else.

Wei Sanfeng continued to caress it, and the old man felt very warm, so he asked Wei Sanfeng: "Little fairy child, what are you coming to the Moju Sect to cultivate immortals for? Can you tell the old man?" the old man asked loudly.

Wei Sanfeng did not hesitate and said: "In order to protect important people, I want them to live well, and I am willing to use what I have learned all my life to protect them for the rest of my life." "A firm gaze on the future, followed by a bleak moment, "It's just that this wish is still a long way off." “

"Good young man, you will succeed. Well, help me old man home. The old man said.

"Good. Without hesitation, helping the old man is preferred, Wei Sanfeng readily agreed.

Wei Sanfeng came to the little-known place in the Mo Ju Sect under the guidance of the old man, here is a ruin, the broken tiles are placed on the roof casually, the surrounding wooden pillars seem to have been eaten by rats for a long time, they have rotted and exploded, and the house is even more broken red all over the room, obviously this place was once glorious, but now it has declined, and the rest has naturally become history with the change of time. With its gray wooden buildings and dilapidated flowers and trees, it has to be said that there are absolutely few people here, if not even no one. The old man looked at Wei Sanfeng with satisfaction, as if he was admiring his own child.

"Thank you, young man, for helping the old man, this is the old man's residence, you go in and take whatever you want, it will be my reward for you. Quick, go, don't say the old man is stingy, go, go. The old man said.

"This, old man, it's not okay, I knocked you down, I should have helped you come back, I can't accept it, it's a robbery!" Wei Sanfeng resolutely refused.

"Young man, old man, I have a strange temper, whoever helps me, I will give others a benefit, and I will never owe anyone else, if you don't take it, you will look down on me. The old man looked helpless, if someone usually went in and robbed it, En, wait, it's too shabby, I'm not interested, I knew I wouldn't be so broken. The helpless old man was angry, and Wei Sanfeng had no choice but to walk in. The old man was very happy.

Walking into the ruined house, the broken red curtain hung there, a lot of dust, and even some books were submerged. Of course, it was deliberately arranged by the old man, it was some low-level cheats, and the old man was helping Wei Sanfeng choose the cheats. Wei Sanfeng walked and walked to the candlelight, there was no request, but there was no way, come in and have a look. So he walked towards the place where there was firelight, just came to the candlelight, looked at the old man, the old man looked angry, there was no way, Wei Sanfeng picked up a book casually, it should be said that he picked up a secret book in the dust - Arhat Golden Body.

"That's what I'm going to do. Wei Sanfeng said without reading the title of the book. The old man shook his head, helpless, so he had no choice but to say yes.

Walking out of the dilapidated courtyard gate, Wei Sanfeng said goodbye to the old man, and went back to the sword slave room alone to be punished, and he was going to starve again. Before leaving, Wei Sanfeng asked the old man's name, and the old man just said, "My name is Dongfang Zhi, and you will find me later." ”

The old man showed his original form after Wei Sanfeng left, this person was Wei Qingtian, with a willow body and a slender waist, a red face and a moist face, like a hibiscus out of the water, a flower bud to be released, and a sacred oriental saintess. Immortal Saint Wei Qingyi, the owner of the immortal body coveted by men, also has a woman's jealous face. The two converged on Wei Qingtian's body, blooming with new vitality. The dilapidated auditorium behind him was nothing else, it was the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the treasure house of the Mo Ju Sect's martial arts, and the important place directly under the Human Shizong. At this time, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was magnificent, the hall was solemn and mighty, there was no break just now, and all the books were wrapped in this yellow silk seal. There was smoke in the hall, and there was a slight fragrance.

On the way back, Wei Sanfeng felt strange, the dust on his hands suddenly disappeared, and the secret book of Luohan's golden body was wrapped in yellow cloth, and he was in a hurry to rush back, so Wei Sanfeng did not investigate the reason.

However, Wei Qingyi was very depressed, he had already covered up those cheats, why did that stupid boy still choose the cheats that have little connection with the Mo Ju Sect, the Luo Han Jin body is a monk who can't let go of his fame to challenge the Mo Ju Sect Immortal Venerable, and finally lost the outer door cheats left behind, how could Wei Sanfeng choose, everything is a certainty. Wei Qingtian had no choice but to shake his head helplessly.

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