The Xuanfu is extremely huge, and the place where Xuanling and the others live is only the outer mansion of the Xuanfu, and the inner mansion of the Xuanfu is reserved for those disciples who cultivate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the inner house, there are a series of mountains, but these mountains are not high, but they are mostly numerous.

In every mountain, there are one or two caves, which are specially reserved for the monks of the Xuanfu to cultivate.

With these accumulations, there are no less than 100 monks in Xuanfu, including more than 30 monks above the fifth level in the Qi refining period.

In the entire Xuan Mansion, the highest cultivation is none other than the head of the Xuan family, that is, Xuan Ling's father, Xuan Chonghai.

Xuan Chonghai, now cultivated, in the middle of the foundation building period, is the highest cultivator of the Xuan family, and even Qinghuo City.

However, Xuan Chonghai retreated ten years ago and has not yet left the customs.

The dragon grandfather in Xuan Ling's mouth is Xuan Chonghai's friend of life and death, his full name is Long Muyang, and he is now in the early stage of the foundation building period.

Because he is very old, Xuan Ling calls him grandpa.

Before the retreat, Xuan Chonghai entrusted Xuan Ling and the entire Xuan Mansion to Long Muyang.

It is precisely because of this that Xu Qing tried to assassinate Ning Wushuang before, but for the sake of the Xuan family, he did not come to the rescue.

But now he regretted it, and sat alone on the top of a certain hill in the inner house, drinking wine and sighing.

"Dragon... Grandpa" At the moment when Long Muyang was drunk alone, a very familiar voice came, which shocked him.

He looked down sharply, only to see Xuan Ling standing quietly.

Suddenly refreshed, with a wave of his robe, a flying sword floated underneath, and he landed in front of Xuan Ling with the flying sword.

"Ling'er, you... You're willing to forgive Grandpa Long. Long Muyang looked at Xuan Ling a little nervously, his eyes full of anticipation.

Looking at Long Muyang's expression, Xuan Ling's delicate body trembled, her heart became bitter, and her eyes were a little ruddy, "It's Ling'er who is ignorant and makes grandpa angry." ”

Long Muyang was overjoyed in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be ten years younger.

"Ling'er, it's grandpa's fault, it's grandpa's fault." Long Muyang was as excited as a child.

Xuan Ling's eyes were originally a little ruddy, but when he saw Long Muyang's appearance, he snorted and laughed.

Long Muyang saw Xuan Ling laughing, a big stone in his heart fell, and he laughed with Xuan Ling.

"Ling'er, came to find Grandpa Long today, is there something wrong?" After laughing, Long Muyang asked.

"I want to cultivate." As soon as Long Muyang's words fell, Xuan Ling said firmly.

Long Muyang was stunned, but he quickly understood Xuan Ling's thoughts, and said with some bitterness, "Grandpa Long also wants to promise you, but your father just wants you to have a safe life, and if you want to cultivate, you have to ask your father." ”

"Okay, I'll make him say yes." Xuan Ling was a little lost in his heart, but his tone was still firm.

Long Muyang looked at Xuan Ling with relief, and then said, "Okay, I'll accompany you to see your father." ”

Xuan Ling's delicate body trembled, and her expression was difficult to hide her excitement.

"Chonghai, the old man has come to see you." Long Muyang took Xuan Ling and came to a valley deep in the inner mansion.

The valley is full of spiritual grass, and at the end of the valley is a quaint cave.

"Just come by yourself, and bring the little girl." A domineering voice echoed through the valley, a little reproachful.

But the stone door of the cave is still open.

Long Muyang led Xuan Ling into the cave, which was slightly dim, but he could vaguely see that a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged in front of him.

The middle-aged man was wearing a black robe, and his cold facial features had a unique attraction.

He looked at Long Muyang and his daughter, like a star, showing a little sadness in his eyes.

opened it slightly, and said bitterly, "Ling'er, I haven't seen you for ten years, I didn't expect you to be so old." ”

As soon as Xuan Chonghai finished speaking, Xuan Ling's eyes turned red, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he ran over and hugged his father.

"You're still so crying." Xuan Chonghai hugged his daughter tightly, touched her head, and said with rare tenderness in his words.

"I, I thought you didn't want me anymore." Xuan Ling said with a sob.

"Silly boy, how could my father not want you." Xuan Chonghai trembled in his heart and smiled bitterly.

"Then why haven't you come out to see Ling'er for ten years, why are you so ruthless." Xuan Ling seemed to vent all his dissatisfaction.

"I'm ......" Xuan Chonghai sighed in his heart, "Ling'er, I'm sorry." ”

Xuan Ling didn't speak again, and curled up quietly in Xuan Chonghai's arms.

Xuan Chonghai hugged Xuan Ling for a while, and then Xuan Ling struggled out of Xuan Chonghai's embrace, "Father, I want to cultivate." ”

Xuan Chonghai frowned, and his expression became serious, which made Xuan Ling a little nervous in his heart.

Then Xuan Chonghai laughed and touched Xuan Ling's head, "Okay, father promised you." ”

Long Muyang and Xuan Ling were both stunned, in their impression, Xuan Chonghai was a person who would never change his mind.

"Okay, Ling'er, you go down first, I'll talk to your Grandpa Muyang, and arrange a trial for your father in two days, if you can pass, your father will let you cultivate." Xuan Chonghai smiled gently.

Xuan Ling nodded happily, and after thanking Xuan Chonghai, he retreated.

"Brother Muyang, how did you make the little girl become like this." Xuan Chonghai asked with a smile.

Long Muyang also sat cross-legged and touched his long beard, "It's not me who changes her, but a person." ”

Xuan Chonghai's face was solemn, and then he laughed, "Listen up." ”

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Xuan Ling came out of the inner mansion, and without saying a word, he immediately rushed to Ning Wushuang's room and knocked on the door.

Ning Wushuang opened the door and looked at Xuan Ling indifferently, and there was no trace of emotion on his cold face.

Xuan Ling was both happy and nervous when he saw Ning Wushuang, and was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Over... I try in two days, can you come with me? ”

Ning Wushuang's expression was still flat, and he didn't respond, so he turned around and went back to the house to practice cross-legged.

Looking at Ning Wushuang's cold back, Xuan Ling twitched in his heart, smiled bitterly, and returned to his room.

As night fell, the moonlight continued to fall with the snowflakes as always.

Ning Wushuang was cultivating cross-legged in the room when he suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards him.

The falling snow in front of Ning's frost-free house is flying like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Then the door was opened by a strong wind, and a depressing breath rushed in.

Ning Wushuang opened his eyes violently and looked at the door coldly, but there was no figure at the door.

"Your Excellency, you really have to endure your temperament, and under such pressure, you don't change color at all." A domineering voice came.

Ning Wushuang's eyes were still staring at the door coldly, and he didn't say a word.

And a slight breeze gently rolled up in the room, blowing some light things in the room.

Ning Wushuang's expression was cold, and he spoke softly, "Hanguang." ”

Suddenly, the Qingmang Sword behind him was cold, like Ning Wushuang's eyes, which were extremely cold.

Bite~

The sound of weapons colliding sounded, and Xuan Chonghai also held a cyan flying sword and appeared in the room.

Ning Wushuang took a few steps back, and his hands trembled slightly imperceptibly.

"The response is good, although the Earth Heart Fruit is precious, as long as you agree to my request, I will definitely give it to you." Xuan Chonghai withdrew the cyan flying sword and said with a smile.

"What a request." Ning Wushuang finally spoke, but his words were cold.

Xuan Chonghai looked at Ning Wushuang thoughtfully, revealing a meaningful smile.

Patted the storage bag, took out a piece of golden paper, wrote something on the paper, and then handed it to Ning Wushuang.

Ning Wushuang took a look, and there was a rare trace of shock on his cold face, but the shock quickly disappeared.

Ning Wushuang put away the paper and looked at Xuan Chonghai, "Okay, I promise you." ”

"I like people who are so cheerful." Xuan Chonghai smiled heartily, and then took out a fruit that looked like a rock from the storage bag.

This fruit didn't seem to have anything extraordinary, but the moment Ning Wushuang took the fruit, a heavy breath came.

"This is the Fruit of the Earth, this is what you want." Xuan Chonghai said.

Ning Wushuang was holding the Heart of the Earth Fruit, although his expression was cold, Xuan Chonghai could vaguely feel a great resentment coming from Ning Wushuang's body.

After a long time, Ning Wushuang put away the Earth Heart Fruit, and then walked to the door, his fingers moved, and a trace of spiritual power overflowed from his body.

It quickly condensed into a blue flame in mid-air and flew into the sky.

About an hour later, a black-robed young man appeared on the corridor.

This black-robed young man, skinny as wood, is Leng Hao.

"Brother Ning, what's the matter with me?" Leng Hao walked up to Ning Wushuang and said with a slight smile.

Ning Wushuang didn't speak, but his eyes glanced slightly at Xuan Chonghai.

Leng Hao's body trembled, and his expression became serious, "Leng Hao has seen the master of the Xuan family. ”

Xuan Chonghai didn't know what Ning Wushuang was going to do, waved his hand, and then asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I am the personal entourage of Zuo Lin, the young master of the Zuo family." Leng Hao said.

Xuan Chonghai's pupils shrank, and he gradually showed a smile, "Okay, you will be an elite disciple of the Xuan family from now on." ”

"Thank you, Master Xuan." Leng Hao looked excited and hurriedly thanked him.

Xuan Chonghai smiled slightly, ignored Leng Hao, and looked at Ning Wushuang, "Two days later, I will arrange for Ling'er to go to the Qinghuo Ruins for trial." ”

Ning Wushuang's expression did not fluctuate, he was silent for a while, and looked at Leng Hao, "Go back." ”

Leng Hao looked at Ning Wushuang's expression, seemed to understand something, and immediately retreated.

"Late night visits, a lot of interruptions." After Leng Hao left, Xuan Chonghai laughed meaningfully, and then left Ning Wushuang's room as well.

Ning Wushuang's expression was still cold, he took out the piece of paper in Xuan Chonghai's hand, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he suddenly found another piece of paper.

The contents of the two pieces of paper are not the same, Ning Wushuang has a roll in his hand, and he wants to destroy the two pieces of paper.

But after looking at Xuan Ling's room, he finally put away the paper.

Closing the door, Ning Wushuang turned around and went back to practice cross-legged.

And Xuan Chonghai stepped on the flying sword, and in mid-air, he looked at Ning Wushuang without destroying the paper, and showed a meaningful smile.

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