Verse 277: Zhu Fan
(Not changed,) The name of the previous chapter forgot to change and was released.,It's locked.,Sorry, sorry.,But well.,I'll forgive you for some recommendation votes.,Huh?It seems that there's something wrong?h...... I heard that the north and south are not the same, some are on the second and third of the lunar month, and some are on the second and fourth, so I wish the new year a good again!)
"Ancestor, you asked me to worship this little girl as a teacher, saying that this little girl's kendo inheritance can inspire me, but the master and apprentice are not so casual, it's not that Yin Qian is arrogant and conceited and looks down on that little girl, it's too child's play. ”
Elegant sword cultivation usually rarely refutes the old man, and rarely communicates with the old man, all his thoughts are on the way of the sword, only this time, but it is not an insignificant thing in the end, the master and apprentice represent the same lineage, representing this kind of inheritance and a spirit of passing on the torch.
Even he had to pay attention to it, and this time he was seriously thinking about it.
Ruya Jian Xiu's face was calm, and he became more and more calm, "I know that the old ancestor's move must have a deep meaning, only whether the old ancestor can open the skylight and say bright words, so that the younger generations can know in their hearts, otherwise Yin Qian will not agree to this matter." ”
On the other side of the eaves behind Ru Ya Jian Xiu, the old man swallowed the clouds and spit out fog with an old cigarette stick in his mouth, and every time he swallowed and vomited, the sword rain in the old bamboo peak was heavier, and when he heard Ru Ya Jian Xiu's words, he didn't even open his eyes.
Sneered, "There are not a few spirit stones in this sword peak, the one in your hand plus the offering, at most it will support a hundred years, or the lowest level, as far as your kid's understanding is good, but do you have the confidence to perfect the Qinglian Sword Dictionary Nine Realms of Sword Dao before the limit?"
I almost didn't say it directly, that little girl didn't look obvious, but she had so much money that even the Venerable of the Dao had to think about it!
A small cave heaven doesn't seem to be a big deal, but even if it occupies this holy realm, the resources in it are not what it wants.
After all, the Taibai Dao Sect still has to be passed on, it is not a family, but it is a family, and there is no such reason!
But he didn't say anything in the end.
As for why the Venerable Immortal didn't take action and take down the small cave heavens, it was an ancient covenant in the Tianxuan Great World, especially the isolated island called 'Nanyan', which was the key to a game of the world.
Otherwise, a few cave monks, where can they protect it?
"I don't know. "Ru Yajian has been bored for a long time, telling the truth.
Hearing the words of Ru Ya Jian Xiu, the old man sighed.
Snorted, "Even if you kid is still a little self-aware, you haven't been completely stupid by that group of people!"
said, there was no longer the usual hippie smile, but a little heavy,
"It's not that the ancestor underestimates you, your sword talent is the one that the ancestor can pick out and compare with you over the years, and there are few people. But the things in this world are not calculated according to talent, do you think that you can get away with the world with your sword path bones that you have never encountered in 10,000 years? What is a rare encounter in 10,000 years, in front of us old guys, you are jumping for a thousand years, that is, a matter of one kick. ”
"The old ancestor doesn't have much time, I don't expect you to regain the glory of the past for the Jianfeng lineage, but once you leave, when the time comes, you will be stunned, you will definitely be embarrassed by those veins, it's not a big deal to die, when have the people of my Jianfeng ever been afraid of death?"
I'm afraid that this junior can't die if he wants to die when the time comes, but he has no hope of living forever in his life......
He originally planned to take that vein back before leaving, and with the existence of that vein, he might be able to support Yin Qian for a while, but whether he could grow up, he didn't know, plus this kid really only had the sword path in his head, and it was quite unreliable to carry forward the sword peak vein!
When the time comes, he will fly up with the Qinglian Sword Shrine and become the target of everyone, so it is better for him to take it away directly.
Thinking of this, the old man was a little angry, how did he choose such a sword idiot in the first place!? It was really a loss to the lady and the soldiers, and when it came, he had to spend his time thinking about the way back for this kid, and he still didn't appreciate it, he really lived more and more!
Only this disciple of the heart of the sword, he likes it very much, if that person is still there, he will also smile and say that he has picked up the treasure, right?
It's a pity that this world can't tolerate such people......
After listening to it, Ruya Jian Xiu probably understood what the old man wanted to express, but he still didn't let go, saying that he would take a look again.
As a result, the old man was holding back to the ordinary liver fire and suddenly couldn't suppress it again, he jumped up without saying a word, and an old cigarette stick smashed on the back of Jian Xiu's head, the force was not light, "Don't you listen to it? You little rabbit cub is still being praised by that group of people so that you don't know the east, west, north and south!?
That's an old man guarding you, and when Lao Tzu leaves, he can't protect you, how far do you think you can go!?
This is probably the first time that the elegant sword cultivator has been angry when he has entered the old bamboo peak, and he has made a promise for the first time, "Yin Qian promised the ancestor that even if the ancestor leaves, he will protect the sword peak and the sword shrine!"
The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, and when he heard Jian Xiu's words, his whole body was about to go backwards, "It's up to you, how can you protect your brain?
"Okay, good!" The old man said a few good words on his face, and his whole body was trembling, "Aren't you Yin Qian unconvinced, a rare kendo demon in ten thousand years, I'll let you take a good look, I'll let you try it, let you be convinced!"
He laughed angrily and said: "If there is no protector, how can this world be able to accommodate this pure and flawless heart of the sword?" Waiting for the old man to leave, those people have broken it for you, and I don't know if it can be repaired, if you can let the old man do it, if you can get through this pass, at least you can save a hundred years of perfect time, if you can't get through, the old ancestor will find another place for you, so that you can spend this life in peace!"
The old man's fingers suddenly moved towards the center of the sword cultivation eyebrows, and the "brush" sword cultivation spirit was suddenly pulled out, and an ancient book in the palm of his hand was opened, and the spirit was immediately sealed into the ancient book, just before Yin Bulet lost consciousness, the old man said indifferently:
"One day and a hundred years, if you can realize your own way on the way of the tenth life, I will press that little girl to worship you as a teacher, and let her assist you in preaching the supreme Tao, if you can't, you will honestly give me a low and small, and learn from scratch!"
Just after saying these words, he threw Jian Xiu into the ancient book that had not been used since the great war in a million years, and the old man regretted it a little, and muttered with a sad face, "Am I not a seedling to help him?" Didn't you accept this child in the first place, because in addition to the heavy talent that even the old man had to roll up his sleeves, was it because of this flawless Dao heart, what is going on now......?
The old man sighed deeply, turned his head to look miles away, took one step, and landed beside the girl.
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No one knows the scene of the collision of ancestors and grandchildren on the roof of the bamboo building, and a layer of mysterious light veil is permeated in the old bamboo peak.
The old antique of Jianfeng, who had no intention and didn't know where to go, was standing beside him at this moment, walking side by side with her.
Although the old bamboo peak is not more than a hundred miles, the mountain is not high, less than a thousand zhang, in addition to the mountain of green bamboo, not to mention the flow of elixir, this field of sword intent rain poured, it is a great blessing to be able to leave this mountain full of green bamboo.
She walked like this, as if she was carrying a mountain, or maybe a few tens of millions of pounds of shackles, and walked like this, walking for about two hours, and when night fell, the world was almost dark, and only one lantern after another with a bright yellow shimmer shone brightly.
Waiting for this time, under the rain of sword intent, he returned to the bamboo building, except for the first half an hour, the remaining nearly twelve hours, not only did the footsteps not stop, but the pace was almost exactly the same, and even if the whole body was flooded by the blood flame of Nirvana, even if the red mole on the eyebrows continued to interfere with the influence, the eyes under the firelight never had real cowardice, real confusion!
And when Wuxin approached the bamboo building, he immediately sensed that something was wrong, and suddenly looked at the roof of the bamboo building.
The appearance and behavior of the elegant sword cultivator remained unchanged, as at the beginning, but he clearly sensed the breath that he had not felt before, and it was even weird - it was like he had lost his soul, and only an empty body remained.
It's just that I'm not tired at the moment, and this is Lao Zhufeng, with the existence of that old antique, even if she loses her soul, it makes sense, she hasn't been recognized yet, and she hasn't recognized these people, so it's not her turn to be troublesome.
At a glance, he lifted his heavy steps and stepped up the bamboo stairs, and compared to yesterday, his steps were slightly lighter.
In the next five days, Ning Wuxin was already able to walk around the old bamboo peak for half a circle, and at the same time, the day and night were about equal, and he was able to return late at night, and after the repair was completed, he left the bamboo building in the early morning.
In addition, in order to increase the difficulty for herself, she also picked out a magic sword and walked the mountain while swinging the sword. And in the past five days, every day the Qinglian Sword Monarch has had a mutation.
The first three days were fine, but when I was waiting for the fourth day, the body that was completely dead and silent actually produced a terrifying fluctuating vortex, and the coercion belonging to the Yuanying Great Perfection was suddenly released, and when I was unintentionally pondering the 'Absolute Spirit Wooden Box', this Qinglian Sword Monarch's cultivation realm suddenly collapsed!
In just one night, he fell from the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying to the early stage of Yuan Ying, and until late at night on the fifth day, he fell directly to the late stage of Jindan! And this morning, he unintentionally noticed that the hilt of the sword he was holding had cracked.
When he returned unintentionally on this day, only the mid-stage cultivation of Jindan was left, and he held the sword and let out a wail.
On the seventh day, the cultivation of the elegant sword fell to the late stage of foundation building, on the eighth day, it fell to the great perfection of qi refining, and on the ninth day, the cultivation of the elegant sword was already incorruptible, and the appearance fell from a young man to the point of being full of gray hair.
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