"By the way, Lao Chang, where is your ghost cultivation true inheritance? Take it and I'll activate it for you. Mu Wan came back to her senses and said. At this time, it happened that Xiangxiang was not there. Otherwise, when she saw it, she would have to be wary of it for a long time.

Chang Long looked outside the door.

Mu Wan smiled: "It's okay. The people living in the courtyard are all the elders of our Taiyi Sect. "This is the style of the Taiyi Sect that has been passed down from generation to generation: the dignity of the teacher. Not only should the disciples respect the elders, but at the same time, the elders should also consciously uphold the way of the masters. Therefore, the vast majority of the elders also disdain to do acts such as snooping on the little secrets of their disciples.

Chang Long smiled, spread out his right hand, and a roll of ancient bamboo slips appeared in his palm.

Mu Wan couldn't help but take a closer look.

The frontispiece is written in four quaint golden inscriptions. And she only recognized the last three words, "Tao Zhen Biography". The first word that comes to mind is the word "ghost".

Thinking of the plaques in Wangxiangtai, Hades, Sansheng Bridge and other places written on them are all Jinwen, she couldn't help asking: "Lao Chang, you also know Jinwen?" ”

Chang Long said: "I recognize it." The Chang family is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of generations. Although no one uses Jin Wen anymore, the Chang family has ancestral teachings handed down from the ancestors, and the eldest son of the Changfang must learn Jin Wen. Since he was three years old, he has been learning Jinwen from his father. ”

"Oh, that's right." Mu Wan's heart moved, she took out a piece of firewood from the stove, extinguished the fire, wrote two words on the blue tourmaline spirit bead on the ground, and asked, "Old Chang, what are these two golden texts reading?" They are important to me. "Well, she was really skeptical.

Chang Long just glanced at it: "The 'Fuyao' that is soaring." ”

Is that the name of the golden-winged roc bird? Mu Wan was in a trance: Thank you, Fuyao.

Subsequently. She calmed down, forced a drop of blood from her fingertips, and hit the bamboo slip.

There was a blood-colored glow on the bamboo slips. Immediately after, it swooped smaller, burrowed into Chang Long's eyebrows, and disappeared.

Chang Long's eyes were closed, and his body swayed slightly. When I opened my eyes again, a pair of tiger eyes were as bright as stars. He clenched his fists with both hands and bowed to Mu Wanchang to the end: "Thank you Miss Mu, you have obtained the true inheritance of ghost cultivation." You will be able to practice in earnest. ”

I think of Xiangxiang's words. Mu Wan asked tentatively, "Do you feel unwell?" Also, has your cultivation increased compared to before? ”

Chang Long shook his head and chuckled: "That's just a phantom of the bamboo slips recorded by the immortal Teng, not the real bamboo slips." Naturally, it won't hurt some. So and so on now it's just being passed on. I haven't started practicing. How can cultivation increase? ”

Mu Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. It seems that only demons and demons pay attention to blood. And ghosts have no blood.

After a while, Chang Long was full. He hugged his fists and thanked him: "Thank you Miss Mu for giving you food." So-and-so is full. Prepare to practice under the moonlight. ”

"Okay, there you go." Mu Wan waved his hand and removed the stove.

She lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the rice was fully cooked, but it was a pot of cold rice. If you look closely, the spiritual rice is dusty, with no luster at all, and it is not as good as ordinary rice.

It turns out that the food that the ghost has eaten is like this. I can't eat this meal. Mu Wan used a dusting technique in the pot and disposed of it as garbage.

Walking outside, as soon as she looked up, she saw Chang Long sitting cross-legged in the open space in the courtyard. The moonlight shone like water, shining on his body, shining.

At this time, she received a divine sense from the ancestor: Xiao Wan, come to the room of this seat.

Mu Wan hurried over.

Ancestor Guangren sat cross-legged on the long couch in front of the window. Chiyang Zhenren was also there, standing in front of the couch with his hands down.

"The disciple has seen the ancestor and the uncle." Mu Wan clasped his fists and saluted.

Guangren Ancestor asked, "Xiao Wan, the yin guest in the courtyard, but you brought it back?" ”

"His name is Chang Long, and thanks to his help this time, the disciple did not return empty-handed." Together with Chang Long's experience in his previous life, Mu Wan was right. However, she did not mention One-Eye's deal with Chang Long.

"Oh, you've taken him as a ghost servant." The ancestor bowed slightly, as if remembering something, and said, "In my previous life, I was a great general, and I still used a spear. Well, in my early years, I got half a Yin Soldier, which happened to be a spearhead. You give it to him and see if you can use it. As he spoke, he flickered his hand and took out a black wooden box that was more than two feet long.

"Thank you, Ancestor." Mu Wan took the box with both hands and thanked him with a smile. The ancestor is a sword king, and the things he gives are definitely not ordinary. Chang Long really has some ghost luck!

Guangren Ancestor waved his hand: "You all go down." ”

"Yes." Chiyang Zhenren and Mu Wan saluted and walked out of the room together.

"Congratulations on taking on a ghost servant, Xiaowan." Chiyang Zhenren took out a high-grade storage bag, "There are some basic alchemy medicinal materials in here, which are given to you by Xiaoding." And the Dan furnace inside, called Xingyue Ding, was given to you by Xiao Yu, you take it and try it first. ”

"Thank you, uncle. After a while, the disciple went to thank Uncle Yang and Uncle Lin. Mu Wan was very happy.

"Study the Dan Dao well, don't live up to the high expectations of the ancestors." Chiyang Zhenren smiled, and saw that she was holding the black wooden box in both hands, which was not empty, so he put the storage bag directly on the wooden box.

"Yes."

Chiyang Zhenren turned around and went back to the room.

Mu Wan took the storage bag and walked towards Chang Long with the black wooden box in his hand: "Old Chang, the ancestor gave you a Yin soldier." ”

Chang Long opened his eyes in surprise.

Mu Wan had already walked up to him: "Oh, it's in the box." "I don't know what material the black wooden box is made of, it's light and fluttering, cool and swishing.

The latter stood up, took the box with both hands, and opened it.

Lying quietly in the box was a silver spear head one foot three inches long. The tip of the spear is shaped like a gentian bud, slender and sharp, with distinct ridges. Under the moonlight, shiny, shining.

"What a gentian bright silver gun!" Chang Long's eyes lit up. There was no yin qi on his face, and he took out the head of the gun with great vigor and waved it in his hand.

The silver light spreads out, and the water can't splash in!

"That's amazing!" Mu Wan couldn't help but applaud, "It's a pity that there is no gun body yet." ”

"The barrel of the gun? Some! Chang Long stopped and took out the two-inch-long silver stick. With a shake of his hand, the small silver stick immediately grew larger. He put the tip of his gun on top of his stick. Screw it down and fix it well. So, a majestic gentian bright silver spear came to life!

Chang Long inhaled and couldn't wait to use his marksmanship all the way in the yard.

For a while, the small courtyard was as silver as snow, and there were many murderous opportunities.

What a domineering marksmanship!

Fighting spirit, up!

Mu Wan saw that his hands were itchy, brushed, Qingyun Sword came out of the sheath, and his left hand was pinched into a sword finger. Lang Sheng said: "Old." How about a fight? ”

Chang Long was also unambiguous, and with a flick of his spear, he showed his frame: "Come to fight!" ”

Mu Wan suppressed the sword realm into the sword move realm. Raise your sword and rush forward.

"When! While! When ......"

The two of them are half a pound and eight taels. In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves were dismantled.

The small courtyard immediately became lively.

Guangren Ancestor was actually the first one to run out to see the excitement.

Subsequently. Chiyang Zhenren and Yang Yu came out one after another. Even Lin Dingyi helped Zhang Yichen out of the room.

It is said that an inch is long and an inch is strong; One inch short. One inch of insurance. Chang Long is not only a master of making guns, but also a battle-hardened general, with domineering marksmanship, clean and neat, and his moves are killing moves, giving full play to the "one inch strong"; And Mu Wan held a three-foot long sword in his hand, and he did not show weakness, and the Tai 13 sword unfolded endlessly like a river, showing the king's atmosphere and murderous spirit.

The two exchanged guns and swords, refusing to give in to each other, and actually fought fiercely for more than a quarter of an hour. In the end, Mu Wan is slightly better. Chang Long gradually couldn't parry, and flaws appeared.

"Dang!" Mu Wan's wrist swirled, and a sword opened the spear in Chang Long's hand.

The latter laughed, jumped out of the battle circle with his gun, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Miss Mu's swordsmanship is extraordinary, she lost!" ”

Mu Wan returned the salute with his sword: "Accept!" ”

Guangren Daojun was very proud: "Little ghost, Xiao Wan is a sword cultivator who builds the foundation, you can fight with her for so long, your skills are extraordinary, and you have a very promising future." ”

"Miss Mu turned out to be a sword cultivator? Disrespectful, disrespectful! Chang Long was very surprised. A girl's family takes the sword as the way and uses the sword to prove the way, which is really commendable.

"I'm not the only female sword cultivator on our Kendo Peak. Shizun is also a famous female sword cultivator. Mu Wan smiled and put away the sword.

Chang Long raised his gun and saluted to Guangren Ancestor: "Under Chang Long, thank you Daojun for giving me a divine weapon." ”

Guangren Old Ancestor chuckled, accepted his salute, put his hands behind his back, and turned back to the house.

When Mu Wan saw Zhang Yichen, she couldn't help but cheer and stepped forward quickly: "Uncle Shi, you can come out and walk." ”

Under the moonlight, Zhang Yichen's body is like a thin bamboo, and his white hair is like snow, but his face has recovered seventy percent, and he looks like he is in his early forties. The situation is significantly better than before.

As before, he stretched out his thin right hand, gently rubbed the bun on the top of Mu Wan's head, and his eyes flashed with a little starlight: "Xiaowan, I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown into a big girl." The joy and pride of "my family has a girl who has just grown up" on his face is fully displayed. As soon as the words fell, two lines of hot tears came out of his eyes, he withdrew his hand, wiped the tears with his sleeve, and kept saying, "Good, good, good ......"

Lin Dingyi helped him, but he was also poked into tears, blinked his eyes, and tried to suppress his tears: "Second senior brother, after a catastrophe, you should be happy." We don't cry! However, the tears could no longer be stopped, and they fell straight down.

Chiyang Zhenren smiled and left quietly.

Yang Yu walked over and gently patted Zhang Yichen's shoulder: "Xiao Yi, go back to the room and refine the pill first." Strive to get better quickly, and then accompany Xiaowan to have a few tricks. Didn't you always say that Xiaowan's swordsmanship was still taught by you? To be honest, I didn't believe it all along. ”

Zhang Yichen smiled with tears: "Of course I taught it." If you don't believe me, you ask Xiaowan. However, I can't beat it late. It's called 'blue is better than blue'! ”

Mu Wan nodded without deception: "On the way to the sect, Uncle Shi did pass me the Tai 13 swords. ”

Lin Ding wiped his face and said deliberately dissatisfied: "Second Senior Brother, my Tai Thirteen Sword is also passed on by you!" Did you miss something and didn't pass it on to me? Why am I not 'better than blue'? ”

Zhang Yichen glared at him: "Who passed you on the thirteenth sword?" You obviously used your contribution points to redeem the sword book in the Tibetan Academy, okay? I just gave you a little bit of a finger at the time. That's what my brother told me back then. ”

Yang Yu stroked his forehead: "Stinky boy! I'm not good at swordsmanship, blame me. ”

Chang Long walked over and stood behind Mu Wan, looking at them, with a smile in his eyes. He said to Mu Wan with his divine sense: It turns out that this is the right way. Up and down orderly, brothers, friends and brothers, happy and harmonious, such a big family, so warm! It's enviable.

Mu Wan turned around and smiled brightly: You are also one of them!

Chang Long was slightly stunned, and then the smile on his face became even worse.

===Dividing line===

A certain peak thanks to the book friend for the peach blossom fan with broken teeth, thank you for the book friend Yu falling into the clear sky, waiting for Ruixue, mistywow monthly/ticket, thank you!

The third more, to!

At nine o'clock in the evening, there will be a watch, please watch. (To be continued.) )