The corners of the swordsman Lian's mouth twitched unconsciously, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Alright, the things have been given to you, hurry up and hand over the dust to me. ”

Swordsman Lian is really in a hurry now.

Although he brought back Chen'er this time, he lost the rare ancestral blood of the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan.

This alone is enough for him to drink a pot.

Jian Wuchen and the Bodhisattva obviously didn't know this, but the Bodhisattva obviously knew a little more than Jian Wuchen.

The Bodhisattva looked at Jian Wuchen and said, "If you let this guy go today, it will become a big trouble for your henchmen in the future, are you sure you want to let him go?"

As soon as these words came out, the swordsman Lian's eyes suddenly widened angrily: "You want to violate the agreement?"

The Bodhisattva didn't care about the swordsman's roar, she cared more about the opinion of the sword Wuchen.

Jian Wuchen looked at the Bodhisattva's serious face, and he was sure that the Bodhisattva was telling the truth, as long as Jian Wuchen said to kill him, then the Bodhisattva would definitely send 'Jian Wuchen' to the West Heaven without hesitation!

Jian Wuchen thought carefully for a while.

For him, in fact, there is no threat to 'sword without dust'.

Although the so-called Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan sounds particularly powerful, Jian Wuchen is not cowardly at all, the system is in hand, who is he afraid of?

No matter how powerful the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan is, can it beat the ruthlessness of the system?

No matter how bad his condition is, at most he may have to live like a rat in the gutter.

In that kind of life, I just need to hide for a while, and then come back and kill them when my strength is enough.

Of course, Jian Wuchen felt that such a situation was basically impossible.

Therefore, the 'sword without dust' is actually harmless at all.

But Jian Wuchen thought about it and was ready to let him go.

"Let it go. ”

Jian Wuchen sighed slightly, looked at 'Jian Wuchen', and said:

"In any case, it was I who took possession of your body to survive, and in another sense, you saved my life. ”

"I'll let you go today, and the two of us will be cleared. ”

As he spoke, Jian Wuchen's eyes showed a bit of a different brilliance: "If we meet again and quarrel again, I won't stay any longer." ”

"When that time comes, don't blame life and death!"

'Jian Wuchen' glanced at Jian Wuchen deeply: "I won't let you go so easily. ”

"Hey!" the corners of Jian Wuchen's mouth rose slightly: "Do you think I'll be afraid of you?"

'Jian Wuchen' shook his head, and actually laughed out loud.

He looked at Jian Wuchen and said slowly, "We'll see you again." ”

"You just don't know how far that thing in your body can help you go. ”

Jian Wuchen's pupils contracted suddenly, his heartbeat stopped for a beat, the system was his biggest reliance, and it leaked out, and he didn't know if it was good or bad.

"Dead dog, why did he know about your existence?"

"Uh. The dog seemed to choke his throat and said slowly: "This... I thought you would kill him directly in the future, and I didn't deliberately avoid him, who knew that such an incident would happen on the way. ”

Jian Wuchen was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

He felt that he should find time to practice Qi cultivation kung fu, otherwise he would die sooner or later due to his anger.

Jian Wuchen suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Then when I decide to send him away, won't you remind me that I can't send him out?"

"That..."

The dog scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I took a lunch break, who went to beauty sleep, it's really ......"

"Gotta get it!"

Jian Wuchen stopped directly, he knew that this dead dog was full of energy except for the rest of the time when he was making money. Whether the spirit is good or not can only depend on the mood.

Ever since I designed it in the image of this dog, it has become like this, getting silier and siller!

And outside, the swordsman Lian and the Bodhisattva cast a puzzled and speculative look at Jian Wuchen, they were all traversers, and they all knew it.

"I'm suddenly tempted to kill you now. ”

As soon as Jian Wuchen's words came out, the swordsman Lian suddenly became alert, and looked at the Bodhisattva with a vigilant face, obviously he didn't take Jian Wuchen in his eyes, and only the Bodhisattva could pose a threat to him.

The Bodhisattva is also ready to take action at any time, and his son has something like a system or an old grandfather in his body, and this kind of thing is best not to spread it out, so as not to cause trouble.

The best way not to spread the word is to kill all unreliable insiders!

So it's no wonder that the swordsman Lian is nervous, the other party has a handle in his hand that makes him a rat trap.

If he really loses the child, and then loses the ancestral blood, then he is really finished.

Looking at the 'Jian Wuchen' who had been shrouded in golden Buddha light and would be wiped out at any time, Jian Wuchen sighed lightly:

"Manly man, a mouthful of foam and a nail. ”

"Since I said that I let you go, I will naturally let you go. ”

After speaking, Jian Wuchen looked at the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva also shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you say let it go, let it go, just don't regret it in the future." ”

"If he dares to oppose me in the future, then kill him!"

Jian Wuchen's words are ghostly and full of murderous intent.

"Hush. ”

'Jian Wuchen' shook his head disdainfully, but there were still some different colors in his eyes when he looked at Jian Wuchen.

The swordsman Lian, who was playing soy sauce on the side, was relieved until the soul ball of the 'Sword Wuchen' arrived.

It's a pity that his swordsman Lian has excellent strength, but he doesn't dare to act rashly, so he can only sit and wait there, which is really a nest.

Looking at Jian Wuchen's mother and son who were whispering, Swordsman Lian could only give a complicated gaze, originally, he should also be one of them.

It's a pity that in the face of reality, all good things are illusory, and only strength is the most real and sacred thing.

Thinking of this, Swordsman Lian couldn't help but say: "You better hurry up and escape, when I return to the ancestral land of the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan, and they go out to capture you, you will have no way to escape." ”

Jian Wuchen glanced at him in surprise, but it was only a glance.

From then on, goodbye is a sword fight.

Seeing that the two of them ignored themselves at all, the swordsman Lian shook his head and floated away with the soul of 'Sword Wuchen'.

After walking away, 'Jian Wuchen' asked, "You abandoned their mother and son in order to cling to the powerful, and then you had me?"

Swordsman Lian didn't answer, because he didn't know how to answer him.

However, if he didn't answer, it was equivalent to acquiescence, and 'Jian Wuchen' stopped talking, not knowing what he was thinking.

After the swordsman Lian had already left, Jian Wuchen and the Bodhisattva looked at each other like that and did not speak.

"Don't you want to ask something?"

The Bodhisattva asked with a smile.

Jian Wuchen shook his head: "If the people are still there, everything is fine, as for the past, it doesn't matter what happened anymore." ”

"Aren't you curious?"

"What?"

"What about me and your father?"

"Not interested. ”

Jian Wuchen pursed his lips, and then picked up the bottle of ancestral blood essence blood and began to study.

The Bodhisattva saw that Jian Wuchen really had no interest in the past, so he stopped asking, changed the subject and said:

"Your current body has the bloodline of the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan, and it is the body of a divine beast. ”

Jian Wuchen nodded slightly and asked, "But I don't feel that this body is strong somewhere?"

"That's nature. The Bodhisattva looked like this: "Even if it is a pure Heavenly Desolate Dragon Clan, it has to go through the bloodline baptism to be considered a real Dragon Clan, not to mention that you are still a mixed blood." ”

"I see. ”

Jian Wuchen also understands a little bit now.

"So, I'm going to use this thing for blood baptism?"

He took the bottle filled with a golden, viscous liquid and shook it.

The Bodhisattva hurriedly patted him and said with a little reproach: "Yes and no." ”

“？？？”

This is said with a sword without dust and a head full of question marks.

Seeing that Jian Wuchen didn't understand, the Bodhisattva looked at Jian Wuchen seriously and said, "You don't think you're done now." ”

"What do you mean?"

Jian Wuchen frowned, why didn't it sound too optimistic.

"What isn't yours isn't yours after all. ”

The Bodhisattva pinched his fingerprints in his hand and said slowly, "No matter how strong you are now, this body is not yours after all. ”

"Now that you're low, you can't see the problem. ”

"But when you cultivate to the Jindan realm, you will find that your body will gradually begin to be overwhelmed. ”

"This problem will completely explode when you are a young baby. ”

"If you don't solve this problem, then this is probably the end of your life. ”

Hearing what the Bodhisattva said so seriously, Jian Wuchen suddenly panicked, but thinking that he still had a system, he settled down a little.

"So what should I do?"

Jian Wuchen asked.

The Bodhisattva picked up the vial and said, "That's the core purpose of what I want it for." ”

"It's used to forge a clone for you. ”

"Doppelganger?"

Jian Wuchen's eyes widened suddenly, and he didn't quite understand his mother's thoughts.

"Yes, doppelganger. ”

The Bodhisattva nodded vigorously and said, "In fact, after the Jindan period, your physical body is no longer of much use, and it is more to play a role in protecting the soul. ”

"That's why so many people are able to be reborn. ”

"But there are good and bad shells, so it is necessary to cast a good body. ”

At this moment, Zijian Wuchen understood, and continued: "In other words, I can completely abandon this physical body, use my own body as the main body, and use this as an ordinary clone?"

The Bodhisattva nodded: "That's right." ”

"Then I'm afraid that a little blood is not enough, right?"

Jian Wuchen said suspiciously.

The Bodhisattva nodded: "Of course it's not enough, it's just an additional material for you." ”

"Add more good things, and the ones will definitely be better, not to mention that this is a rare good thing in the world, and after adding it, your body will definitely be stronger." ”

For the Bodhisattva's words, Jian Wuchen didn't want to refute it at all, but enjoyed it a little.

It's not bad that someone cares.