"It's gone."

Chen Zhixing spread his hands.

He could clearly perceive that the aura emanating from the sword spirit Qingzhi's body had already gone from the virtual realm to the clear realm!

"Okay." Sword Spirit Qingzhi nodded a little dejectedly.

"Don't worry, when we come back from southern Xinjiang, I'll let you eat enough." Chen Zhixing said with a smile.

"Really?"

In an instant, Sword Spirit Qingzhi couldn't help but light up in his eyes and jumped out of joy.

"Of course it is." Chen Zhixing smiled.

This sword spirit seems to have existed for an incomparably long time, but in fact, it has been sleeping for most of the time.

The heart is similar to that of a girl.

Immediately.

Chen Zhixing flipped his right hand, and a black sword box appeared in his hand.

The entire sword box is made of black gold dragon sandalwood, and the Nine Heavens Star Sand is used on it, depicting a simple formation that contains the soul of the gods.

This is a treasure specially designed to nurture divine weapons!

This sword box alone is worth a fortune outside!

"This ...... This is for me? ”

The sword spirit looked at this sword box blankly.

"Of course, I won't give it to anyone." Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows.

Sword Spirit Qingzhi looked at the sword box, and after looking at Chen Zhixing, who looked at him as a matter of course, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and cried out with a 'wow'.

"Woo woo, I followed that Ye Chen before, not to mention the sword box, I don't even have a scabbard, my dignified immortal sword spirit is wrapped in a rag pocket, and the wind and rain are blowing all day long, and the sun and rain are ......"

"I eat in tattered copper and iron, and I live in rag pockets....."

The sword spirit couldn't hold back any longer, and all the grievances in his heart were vented.

"I was so good to him, I protected him with my life several times, and he ..... me like this"

The more Jian Lingqing thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and in the end, he was already crying.

Chen Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to reply.

He had no choice but to reach out and touch the hilt of the sword, as if coaxing a child, and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, good ha." ”

"Follow me in the future and keep your fragrant and spicy food."

Sword Spirit Qingzhi sobbed twice, then gritted his teeth and said, "What about Ye Chen's corpse?" If I don't cut him with two swords again, it will be difficult to dispel the anger in my heart! ”

Chen Zhixing touched his nose and was a little dumbfounded.

Is a woman's vindictiveness so heavy?

"His body has long been fed to the dogs." Chen Zhixing replied casually.

"That's a bargain!"

Sword Spirit Qingzhi snorted coldly, then looked at Chen Zhixing, and completely made a plan in his heart, to hug his thighs tightly and follow Chen Zhixing to do things.

The next moment.

The sword spirit jumped up and fell into the sword box.

She suddenly felt like she was in a warm ocean, and a trace of the power that contained her divine soul poured in from all directions, slowly repairing and nourishing her divine soul.

"It's good to be rich."

Qingzhi sighed beautifully in his heart.

Click.

Chen Zhixing closed the sword box and walked out of the secret room step by step.

"Could it be that this means that the sword spirit will never be a slave, unless it is covered with food and shelter?"

He couldn't help but think to himself.

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Day 2.

Early morning.

The sound of bells and drums resounded throughout the mist-shrouded crape myrtle mountain.

Suddenly, the entire nine peaks on Ziwei Mountain became a sensation.

A young man who was cultivating opened his eyes one after another.

"It's coming!"

The ninth peak, the peak where the children of the Chen family live.

A purple-haired teenager suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, countless Great Dao runes flashed.

"The Southern Xinjiang Trial, has it finally begun?"

I saw his figure flash, and he immediately walked out of the house.

This time, he wants to let the Chen family see who is the real Chen family hidden dragon!

Seventh Peak.

A thousand zhang waterfall, pouring down from the peak, smashed under the bluestone of the pool, splashing a huge splash.

This is the crape myrtle Chen family, a famous landscape, called Qianzhang Yan.

At this moment, under the Qianzhang Waterfall.

A young man with his hair disheveled, his shirtless, revealing a body of strong and well-proportioned muscles, was standing under the waterfall with his head bowed and holding two knives, allowing the waterfall that was enough to smash the green rock to rumble over him.

He stood still.

"It's been ten years, and it's finally about to start."

He slowly raised his head, revealing a shocking face.

The whole face is crawling with hideous markings like centipedes.

His name is ugly.

Chen Chouer.

Just because he was born ugly, his father, who was known as a hero, just glanced at him, called him ugly, and threw him to the seventh peak where the miscellaneous servants lived.

For sixteen years, his father never saw him again.

At first, his father also questioned the subordinate in charge of the miscellaneous service to inquire about him.

But ever since his father gave birth to a Chen Family Qianlong of the Nine Ancient Tattoos, it seems that he has completely forgotten him.

Even when he took the initiative to go to the first peak several times to ask for a meeting, he was directly driven out of the first peak.

Even afraid that the dragon son would think too much, he directly asked people to threaten him severely, and he was not allowed to tell others about their father-son relationship!

And all this, just because he looks ugly!

Just because his mother is just a subordinate maid!

[You don't think that if you give birth to a son for me, you will be able to set foot on the big ship of the Chen family, right? 】

[Tell you, our Chen family doesn't have such a despicable and ugly bloodline! ] You don't deserve to be my Chen Tianxiong's son! 】

[To be honest, stay in the seventh peak, I Xu Ling has been staying in the Chen family, if I hear some rumors, don't blame me for not thinking about the slightest affection! ] 】

The ridicule that Chen Tianxiong once passed on to him and his mother kept ringing in Chen Chouer's mind.

Chen Chou'er's hand holding the hilt of the sword clicked because it was too hard, and the green tendons were exposed.

"Chen Tianxiong !!"

He squeezed a name out between his teeth.

The next moment.

He took a deep breath, his face gradually calming down.

"Mother, you take a good look in the sky, how did I bring your spiritual position to the Chen Family Ancestral Hall step by step."

Immediately, he turned his head to look in the direction of the first peak, and a low laugh came out of his throat, and his whole face was pulled extremely hideously because of the smile.

"Chen Zhaosheng, the young king is right......"

"Very good, this time I will defeat you in front of everyone, and let the entire Chen family see who is the hope of the Chen family in the future!"

"In my body, the blood of the Chen family flows the same!!"

Chen Chou'er's eyes were full of scorching.

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......

Meanwhile.

The first peak, above the top of the mountain.

Chen Zhaosheng stood with his hands in his hands, and the invisible majesty between his eyebrows had become more and more profound, as if a real king was standing, making people dare not look at it directly.

His gaze swept from the nine peaks of crape myrtle one by one, and finally landed on the position of the third peak.

"My brother, I'd love to see how long you're going to hide?"

"How far have you reached in your cultivation? Will it be the same as me, the Enlightenment Realm? ”

Chen Zhaosheng's face was calm, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to someone in the air.

No one can see it.

In the depths of his eyes, a spark of excitement was quietly blooming.

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[Thank you for the monthly passes, thank you for the 500 coin reward from the wind ghost boss.] Thank you, thank you. 】