"We fell into a big array, and as soon as I entered the formation, I found out that something was wrong, but at that time, the young master was no longer by my side, and was blocked by the big array..."Uncle Wen recalled and said: "I seemed to be crazy at the time, and I wanted to break the big array, but even if I sacrificed the quasi-dao weapon, with my strongest means, it took a long time to destroy the big array!"

"Huh?"

When the head of the Zhang family heard Uncle Wen's words, his brows furrowed.

A monk in the Mahayana realm laid out the formation, but it took Uncle Wen, a powerhouse in the Venerable realm, to break through the formation for a long time, so this formation is not simple!

"Array?" asked the head of the Zhang family.

"No!" Uncle Wen shook his head and said helplessly: "The bloodline array..."

"Bloodline Great Array?" The head of the Zhang family was immediately startled, then leaned forward and asked word by word: "You.. True... Definitely?"

In fact, at the moment when Uncle Wen said it, the head of the Zhang family had already determined that Uncle Wen was not lying, in addition to the array, there was also a bloodline array, which could indeed block Uncle Wen for a while.

And, it's still a very strong kind of blood!

"Sure!"

Uncle Wen nodded and said affirmatively: "And, I have seen this kind of bloodline power!"

The head of the Zhang family looked at Uncle Wen, did not speak, and did not let Uncle Wen continue.

The power of the bloodline, with the monks of the Mahayana realm, the bloodline array laid out, can trap the powerhouse of the Venerable Realm for such a long time, it is definitely the top bloodline in the Nine Heavens Realm.

It has always been rumored in the outside world that the Zhang family has the strength of more than first-class forces, which is not false, but in the face of those top bloodline clans in the Nine Heavens Realm, the head of the Zhang family knows that there is not much difference between his Zhang family and ants, at most they are larger ants.

Those bloodline clans do not belong to the Supreme Great Sect, but even the Supreme Great Sect will not easily offend the bloodline clan.

Now that Uncle Wen has said this, the reason why he didn't choose to continue to speak is also waiting for the reaction of the head of the family.

As long as the head of the family doesn't ask, Uncle Wen won't say it, and this matter is completely buried in his heart.

However, once the head of the family asks, he needs to bear the responsibility of a father and a family, but the Zhang family's strength is really not enough when facing the bloodline clan.

What's more, Uncle Wen himself also knows the strength of that bloodline clan.

This is also the reason why Uncle Wen didn't tell the leader to be the title of Dazun when he was in the Kuotian Realm, because this matter can only be told to the head of the family, waiting for the head of the family to be the master, and the other clansmen of the Zhang family can't say it.

Even the traces and anger of constantly looking for the young master of the Zhang family were all pretended by Uncle Wen.

In order not to let the Zhang family see the clues, Uncle Wen pretended to work very hard.

As a house slave, Uncle Wen will only be responsible for the head of the family, which is the responsibility of the Zhang family's house slaves.

Not to mention that the person who attacked and killed was not found, even if he did, would Uncle Wen dare to kill? Don't dare!

"What blood?"

After thinking for a while, the head of the Zhang family asked.

"The best kind!" Uncle Wen said.

"Hey.." In the end, the head of the Zhang family still sighed faintly, and then asked, "Which bloodline?"

The head of the Zhang family finally asked.

No matter how hesitant he was, the head of the Zhang family felt that he should still know the truth, even if he couldn't take revenge, he had to know, not to mention, his son's natal jade was not broken, maybe there was hope.

For the sake of his son, the head of the Zhang family said that he had to pull down his old face.

"Shangyang!"

Uncle Wen said.

...

Boom boom...

Wang Changsheng was still refining the Langcang Sword, and when Wang Changsheng was instilling the True Yuan, suddenly, there was a roar that entered Wang Changsheng's mind.

Looking at the Langcang Sword in his arms, Wang Changsheng showed a look of surprise.

Even, Wang Changsheng still had an impulse to throw the Langcang Sword directly, because the roar came from the Langcang Sword.

Since Wang Changsheng got the Langcang Sword, except for the appearance of the sword spirit, the Langcang Sword has never moved, even if it was the first time to practice, it was just shedding some mottled rust.

And now, Langcang Sword actually has a reaction?

Wang Changsheng didn't know what had happened, it was precisely because he knew the strength of the Langcang Sword that he would be afraid.

"Finally alive..."

A voice came from the Langcang Sword.

Hearing this voice, Wang Changsheng was first angry, because this voice was not unfamiliar, it was the breath of the sword spirit.

Since the sword spirit entered the Langcang Sword, the Langcang Sword has not reacted, and even the true yuan of the sacrifice has sunk into the sea, and there is no trace of the sacrifice at all.

Even a monk in the Yuanying realm can sacrifice and refine the Dao weapon, and a monk in the Mahayana realm has not made the slightest progress in the cultivation of the Langcang Sword, and now if Wang Changsheng still doesn't understand what's going on, Wang Changsheng will really be a fool.

"Is that you?"

Wang Changsheng asked in disbelief, "Are you all the time devouring the True Yuan?"

"Hmm!"

After a dull moment, a low voice of response came out.

Wang Changsheng looked at Langcang Sword with a gloomy expression.

Wang Changsheng once said that if the Langcang Sword can't be used for himself, why not abandon it? Now Wang Changsheng's hole card method is not just the Langcang Sword.

And now, Wang Changsheng has such an idea again.

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

The voice of the sword spirit came again: "I can survive in the Langcang Sword, for you, there is no harm!"

"If I hadn't come back to life, the Langcang Sword would be a dead thing, but once I came back to life, the Langcang Sword would be the real Langcang Sword!"

Hearing Sword Spirit's words, Wang Changsheng frowned, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "How do you say this?"

"Because, I'm a sword spirit!"

"I am the spiritual wisdom born of the Langcang Sword!"

Sword Spirit said.

"What do you mean, the Langcang Sword will be under your control in the future, and if I want to use the Langcang Sword, I still need your consent?" Wang Changsheng asked.

Dao weapon creatures, that is, living Dao weapons, this point, Wang Changsheng now knows, the Langcang Sword, which has come from the sword, has its own spiritual wisdom, doesn't it have its own ideas?

"No, you're too worried!"

The sword spirit said: "That's a Dao weapon, and the Langcang Sword is an ancient Dao weapon!"

Subsequently, a vague thought came into Wang Changsheng's mind, and a figure condensed in Wang Changsheng, which was the black dragon at the beginning.

With the appearance of the black dragon, a huge stream of information poured into Wang Changsheng's mind, and Wang Changsheng did not reject it, because Wang Changsheng did not find a threat, it was indeed some information, not a means to attack himself.

There is a lot of information, and it took Wang Changsheng nearly an hour to completely absorb this information.

"Is that so?" Wang Changsheng's expression differed.

"Now, do you understand?" said the black dragon.

Wang Changsheng nodded.

After the black dragon was silent for a while, he said with some reluctance: "Treat Langcang Sword well, in the future, he will be your best partner, treat him well..."

After speaking, the figure of the black dragon disappeared from Wang Changsheng's mind.

Not only that, but even the sword spirit aura in the Langcang Sword completely disappeared, turning into a little bit of light and immersed in the Langcang Sword!