Good Dad System

In this year's Zongmen Grand Competition, a giant magic weapon newly developed by the elders of the artifact refiner was used. It was thrown on the flat ground and immediately rose. The audience seats on all sides were inclined upward, and the middle stone high platform was square and upright. Zhou You Enchantment. The material used for the high platform is made of jade mined from a hill outside Lanyuezong.

At this moment, two people are standing on the high platform, one on the left and one on the right, holding weapons opposite each other. The one on the left is wearing a gray robe. , Injury-resistant, self-repairing, this is Xiang Wentian, this dress was specially exchanged for him, a rare big competition, he hopes that no matter what it is, he can live on the same starting line with Pei Mingzhen, including dressing up, And what he is holding in his hand is a long sword like the shock of autumn water, which faintly exudes a chill to the bones. The word "stop killing" is engraved on the sword. This killing sword was obtained when he was in the secret realm. It is said that There is ten thousand years of sword intent inheritance on the sect, which has already passed the door in the sect, attracting many people to admire, Xiang Wentian's appearance is not outstanding, if he has to say it, it can only be regarded as ordinary, but when he is not smiling, However, there is a decisive and lingering temperament on his body, making people hold their breath subconsciously, and the hairs stand upright.

The one on the right is Pei Mingzhen. He is wearing a red robe, which contrasts strongly with his long black hair. The dignitaries can't help but be attracted to the eyes. He has a handle on his hand. The rough to the extreme big knife, at first glance, I only feel that the surface of the blade has not been polished and tempered well, and it is rough and uneven. When I look at it again, I will find that those rough lines and vague patterns form some mysterious patterns. He has been very handsome since he was a child. , with picturesque eyes, it is clear that he should use a sword, but he can hold a knife, but he wants people not to feel abrupt, just standing there quietly, one knife, one person, as if integrated into one.

"Master, this knife is a good match for the younger brother." Standing on the edge of the high platform, He Shu couldn't help but transmit his voice to Pei Naochun. , Broken knife, slightly longer sharp blade... As long as there are knives in the master's treasure trove, he has used them. Since the younger brother realized the meaning of the knife, those knives were no longer in his heart. During that time, Su The sensible little junior brother could not help but become irritable. The master kept silent, secretly went out several times, and finally retreated with the elder of the refiner. After a full half year of tempering, he became such a simple and unpretentious sword. .

He Shu was the first person to see the knife, apart from the master and the elders. At that time, he was very worried, and he always felt that the knife was not suitable for the younger brother. Nanshan, although their Lanyue Sect is not like Xunxingmen, they know the beauty when they see the world, but the younger brother is so handsome, the knife must at least engrave a dragon, fire and phoenix, and then set two gems? He Shu didn't say a word at that time, he had already started to secretly check his own inventory, and he was going to take out all the gems in the bottom of the box. .

At that time, Pei Naochun just shook his head cryptically and said four things: "You don't understand him."

...Okay, you are the head and the father of the younger brother. If you say I don't understand, I don't understand. At that time, there was a faint fire in He Shu's heart, and the villain who was hiding in his heart jumped and jumped. , shouted - "I brought up my younger brother when I was a child, can I still understand him? He should use the most beautiful and best things!" On that day, he became the master's follower, Shengsheng has to follow until the master gives this knife, but he wants to see if this knife is suitable for the younger brother, and whether the younger brother likes it or not.

result.

He Shu's face was full of grief and anger, and the master simply said this sentence: "Mingzhen, this is the material that Dad went out to find. The knife made for you with the elders of the refiner, I don't know if you like it or not." Yes, just It was so short, and then the younger brother was immediately happy, and he couldn't put it down when he took it, but when he tried the knife, He Shu really had nothing to say. This knife is like breathing with Pei Mingzhen. The Dao is simple, the heavy sword has no sharp edge, and that's it. Sure enough, the master was right. In a sense, he did not understand the meaning of the little brother's sword.

But that night, He Shu, who was indignant, still silently went to the Nine Gates Forum. He was familiar with the heart and demons exchange area, and sent a message: [Please give me some advice, what kind of gift is more suitable for those who love knives. Little Junior Brother, wait online, very urgent. ] Then looking at the neatly arranged "knives" at the bottom, he closed the forum in silence, which was rare to get rid of the Internet addiction for half an hour.

"He Shu, let's get started." Pei Naochun calmly sent a voice transmission to He Shu. His eyes were firmly locked in the arena. In the novel, the failure of this fight has dealt a huge blow to Pei Mingzhen, but even if there is Such memories, he still does not feel flustered.

First, he didn't think Pei Mingzhen would lose. This kid, for the past 20 years, has been focused on his cultivation. Any path, as long as he works hard, has talent, and uses the right method, it will surely yield results. Second, even if he loses, Pei Mingzhen will not be defeated. He is no longer the Pei Mingzhen in his previous life. It's just a fight, and victory proves nothing, and defeat proves nothing.

"The fight has officially started." He Shu Yujian announced loudly in the air, flew back, and landed next to Pei Naochun.

The place where the eyes of the audience gathered was the wide high platform, with a red and gray figure moving.

Xiang Wentian had thought many times what he was going to say when he was really standing in front of Pei Mingzhen—it was funny to say, but if he didn't think about it, he would be unable to sleep on many suffocating nights, he thought about being ruthless. Then, tell Pei Mingzhen viciously, even if you have the head of the family, you are not good enough; I thought about it and snorted coldly, and told him, don't think that if you have Lin Lianxing's favor, you will be invincible in the world; Raise your eyebrows, look down, and say thank you...

But at this moment, facing Pei Mingzhen's focused gaze, he didn't say a word.

He felt that if he talked too much gossip, he would not be able to deal with this high platform, this fair fight, or his brother's sword.

So, he just took out his sword, stepped up a little bit, and rushed up——

Come on, Pei Mingzhen, brother, let's fight! Whoever kills the deer, let the sword in our hands make the decision.

The sunlight shone directly down on the Killing Sword, and a burst of dazzling light blew out, causing many of the junior and junior brothers who were watching the battle with weak cultivation to narrow their eyes subconsciously. It was obtained from the tomb of a master, and it was put together with the killing sword. The first sentence of the title page was written to stop killing by killing.

Pei Mingzhen stood silently on the spot, not because he looked down on Xiang Wentian, but because of the knife technique he had figured out by himself, just like the nameless knife, he paid attention to "bluntness". Seeing tricks and tricks, it is obviously the most simple knife and knife technique, but it can emit the sharpest light.

The sword arrived, the sword blocked, Pei Ming took the sword truly, he crossed the sword, stood up, the five elements of spiritual power contained in the sword could not have any effect on him, instead, he was completely unaware of it. The glowing knife gradually absorbed.

I don't know if it was the killing sword that reflected the light, or if he really focused his attention, Pei Mingzhen's eyes seemed to be shining, and he was excited. He had some slender bones, but he could easily withstand the power of the sword. Just flipping like this, The light with purple electricity covered the whole knife, pushing it forward, Shengsheng would retreat ten steps to Wentian Zhen.

How is he so strong? Xiang Wentian was extremely surprised. He widened his brows and the sword almost dropped his hand. The spiritual force from the mutant Lei Linggen made his hand feel a little numb, so he couldn't use his strength. He had seen several inner sect senior brothers. , Including He Shu's teaching, he faintly felt that he was far superior to them, but he couldn't even break through Pei Mingzhen's defense.

Pei Mingzhen also moved, the nameless knife, which is estimated to be wider than his entire arm, was raised in front of him at the moment, blue and purple spiritual power intertwined on it, he moved forward softly, just a knife, directly From the outsiders' point of view, it all seemed like it happened in an instant. Pei Mingzhen moved forward, and the sword started to descend, with the power of thunder and water. Just measuring it with his eyes, he could see that it was unstoppable.

"Senior brother, why don't you stop?" Lin Lianxing was rarely anxious. She had good eyesight and could see that senior brother had the upper hand. No matter what, Xiang Wentian also had a marriage contract with her. Although she had no feelings for him, she could I didn't want to see what happened to the other party. Besides, the Zongmen Grand Competition has always been up to the point. If Senior Brother Mingzhen hurts someone, he will definitely be punished.

The water mist swept up by the power of the mines made people unable to see what was going on in the arena for a while, and only heard the sound of gold and stone colliding and the stone breaking, and subconsciously held their breath. , Why was the Sect Master present and didn't stop him, but the mist dissipated, and everyone was amazed, this knife was blocked by Xiang Wentian!

The high platform that Xiang Wentian was stepping on was shattered into several layers. He was standing at the pit at the moment. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands. , but still caught the knife.

"This Junior Brother Xiang is so strong! He actually caught Senior Brother Mingzhen's sword!"

Someone shook his head: "Senior Brother Mingzhen is stronger, but with just one knife, it has already exhausted people."

No matter what is discussed outside the arena, it has nothing to do with it. What Pei Mingzhen and Xiang Wentian do is very simple, that is, focus and fight again.

Really, it’s very strong. When Xiang Wentian took this knife, most of his body’s spiritual power was consumed. He directly used his body as a carrier to channel the spiritual power contained in the knife into the underground platform. He became stronger, and even dared to jump off a cliff to look for it before he started to cultivate, let alone endure this little spiritual power. He gritted his teeth, and the blood in his chest was boiling. Very polite, I can't see that his strength has reached this level. Fortunately, he has a lot of opportunities. He has learned a trick to relay strength. With the strength of Pei Mingzhen's sword, he shook back and ejected it. It was obviously the same strength, but Pei Mingzhen took it easily and landed gracefully without being affected at all.

As soon as Xiang Wentian jumped out of the pit, he changed his way of holding the sword. He held the hilt in both hands. I stumbled across a cave on the side of the road, and there is such a sword technique in it. In fact, this sword technique is of course not comparable to the killing sword technique, but he is currently lacking in spiritual power and his hands are numb. It is already impossible to get out the killing sword, and it has to be flexible.

But he will never admit defeat, he can still fight.

Brother, can you catch this sword? Xiang Wentian didn't realize that, in his heart, he actually called out the word "senior brother".

Of course, the expression on Pei Mingzhen's face has not changed. Only those close to him can see his concentration and excitement at the moment. In fact, he rarely has the opportunity to learn from others. Taking care of him too much, even if he wanted to try the knife, he was worried that they would let him. Today was really hearty.

Swords, lights, swords and shadows, all kinds of spiritual power swept through the air, and I saw a red-gray figure, one move, another move, hit from one end to the other, and hit back again.

"There are so many tricks to junior brother." The talkative person has already started the first real-time commentary in the world of self-cultivation, "Look, he holds a sword in one hand, and the other uses his palm to push spiritual power out, because he Now it's really at a disadvantage. If you don't keep the distance, you won't even have a chance to adjust, but this move, as expected by Senior Brother Pei, he doesn't answer, and directly vacates, wanting the aura palm to fall into the air. "

"Xiang Wentian, is it so powerful?" Lin Lianxing blurted out subconsciously. It wasn't that she couldn't see the situation in the arena, but she just subconsciously felt that it shouldn't be like this. As for what happened outside the door, even if she occasionally saw Xiang Wentian appear, she had never spoken to him. Since the marriage contract had broken up, there was no need to continue entanglement.

"Of course there is." The interpreter said again, "I don't know where he learned so many methods, this is the tenth move, and he uses different methods to dismantle the moves. You see, he is using spiritual power now. Dan, this is different from what we usually understand, it is estimated that it is a new technique, I have to go to the library in a few days to check."

Lin Lianxing asked, "Will Senior Brother Mingzhen lose?"

"No." The senior replied firmly, "Look at it, look at it with your heart, not just your eyes, Mingzhen has never used anything else from start to finish, just let the younger brother Xiang, try his best, he relies on The only weapon is the knife in your hand. If you have seen someone from Jianzong, you will understand that when you cultivate your own weapon to the extreme, you will not want to learn anything. For Mingzhen, This knife is him, and after the fight began, there was no Pei Mingzhen in the entire high platform, only the nameless knife."

On the field, still fighting.

In the twelfth move, Pei Mingzhen swept the knife horizontally, and a long wave of spiritual energy shot out in the shape of a knife. Xiang Wentian didn't have time to dodge, and immediately cast five spells to support the earth-type shield around him, but he almost failed to block it.

The twentieth move, Xiang Wentian was the first to leave, the killing sword was in the air, and thousands of sword shadows formed around him. The nameless sword swung around him, hitting all the swords back.

...

Thirty times.

Xiang Wentian was already sweating profusely. He could even feel the lining of his clothes rubbing against his body. Half of his arm was numb, and it was difficult to even grasp the killing sword, but he couldn't stop thinking. , his brain is running fast, thinking about what other tricks he has, he is almost a chance robot who can walk, but the problem is that he can't finish learning so many things, and some are just getting started. It's ridiculous and generous, and he can't even stop Pei Mingzhen's footsteps a little.

It was clear that he had used enough tricks, but he still couldn't resist.

The fight was not a real battle after all. Pei Mingzhen didn't push him step by step, giving Xiang Wentian a little breathing space. He could see that the opponent had almost adjusted, so he fired again.

coming.

There is nothing fancy about this knife, a smear of red and a dull knife are fired at the same time, but it requires people to see the person at a glance, only to see the knife. The knife that can split this world has arrived.

He couldn't stop it, Xiang Wentian clearly knew that this knife was simpler than any previous knife, and it didn't even play a trick or a move, it was just the most common one. Ke Que seemed to carry the sound of the wind, with a stern sword intent——

Xiang Wentian had to rely on the last bit of strength to gather the remaining strength of his body and launch a huge wave of spiritual power to cover himself, but the knife, like a force that broke ten times, cut the wave of spiritual power directly. Continue down, the knife is coming.

For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the past. It was the first time he saw the high platform in the clouds, the first time he felt at Lanyuezong, and the mountains stood still, nothing more than this. The arrogance he once had was completely gone, only The calm and unwavering heart left, the original brother's knife, has it been practiced to this point? He didn't dodge or dodge, just waited quietly for the knife to fall on his body. I'm afraid this time, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, right?

"This move, Junior Brother Xiang can't stop it!" The Senior Brother shook his head, "No, why don't you put away the sword, the Sect Master should stop it?" He began to recall the introduction of the Refiner Elder. Could it be that this high platform has automatic protection mechanism? There are many people like him, and almost all the disciples stood up, in an uproar, for fear of seeing the same sect fighting each other, blood splattered three feet.

When the knife arrived, Xiang Wentian clearly felt the cold and bone-piercing sword intent hitting him heavily. When a person was about to die, his thinking seemed to speed up. Everything that happened in this life was like a revolving beacon, skipping through his mind, countless. Zhang face appeared in his memory, his parents, Hei Wu, City Lord Lin, Lin Lianxing, Pei Mingzhen, Sect Master Pei... In the end, it was the killing sword that appeared. He took the sword from the tomb, but didn't can use it well.

Then, everything was quiet.

Xiang Wentian opened his eyes blankly, and what appeared in front of him was still Pei Mingzhen's face. He had already withdrawn his knife and was standing in front of him.

"I, I'm not dead?" The sword intent clearly came, just with that strength, how could he not die? Or maybe it's the hallucination of serious injury.

A puzzled look appeared on Pei Mingzhen's beautiful face: "Junior Brother Xiang, are you not feeling well, why are you dying?" He glanced left and right, intending to call for the people from the medical center to enter.

The emptiness of the exhausted spiritual power and the numbness after using the body as a carrier, Xiang Wentian lay on the ground, panting heavily: "I clearly saw that the knife is coming." It clearly didn't take it back and hit him on the body.

"I repair the knife to become stronger, not to kill, I told you." Pei Mingzhen smiled, "When facing the enemy, this is a killing knife, when treating the disciples in the sect, it is just a continuous knife. A dull knife that can't hurt a chicken."

He fondly stroked his knife, which is also the favorite thing for all knife repairers. This knife has no brilliance at the moment, and it seems that it is not as sharp as a knife in the mortal world. Xiang Wentian, who held the knife, clearly knew how powerful he was.

Xiang Wentian remembered what Pei Mingzhen said in class for them back then, he was serious about things, with determination on his childish face: "People who cultivate truth must cultivate their original heart, my original heart is the sword, the sect, the Guard, in the future, you will also find your true heart."

His original intention is different from everyone else's. His original intention is to hate, what is hateful? What else could he hate?

Pei Mingzhen leaned over and stretched out his hand. During the fight, his eyes were cold, but when the fight was over, he laughed more heartily than anyone else: "I'll pull you up, Junior Brother Xiang, you are very strong, wait for you to be well, we will Fight again."

Is this sarcasm? Xiang Wentian wanted to sneer, but he held back his sincere eyes.

He suddenly said, "Senior brother, how many tricks did we use?"

"..." Pei Mingzhen didn't know how to answer for a moment, he hesitated and said, "There are thirty moves in total, but Junior Brother Xiang, after all, you are only fighting for the first time. I have practiced for a long time and have a lot of experience..."

What are you talking about? Are you not afraid that I think you are mocking me for being inexperienced, and that I hate that you have cultivated longer and have more connections than me? After all, I've always been that way.

But Xiang Wentian also knew that Pei Mingzhen had no sense of sarcasm at all, just like every time he taught in class before, he would use a compliment method he didn't know from whom he learned from, and clumsily find some place to praise, what are you? Your posture is very standard, and your mentality is progressing very quickly... You want people to be angry and funny.

alright.

Xiang Wentian stretched out his hand, tightly grasped Pei Mingzhen's outstretched hand, and then borrowed his strength: "Senior brother, I admit defeat." For a moment, it seemed that something suddenly shattered and rebuilt, and he was in a trance.

"Huh." Elder Wu, who was sitting next to Pei Naochun, had just made an appointment with him for this disciple who was very close to him. He had been paying attention to each other, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "That moment just now..."

"It's all right now." Pei Naochun responded lightly.

Elder Wu murmured to himself with some doubts: "It's okay, it's okay, but it's too strange." At that moment, he clearly felt that the disciple's mind was broken, and then he stared at the moment, and his mood was at least at the level of cultivation. It has dropped two realms, but it seems to be much more solid than before. Whether this is good or bad, he can't tell.

"Then do you still want this disciple?"

"Yes, of course." Elder Wu was decisive.

He Shu stepped on his sword and announced the result: "Pei Ming is really victorious!" Along with his announcement was Elder Wu's voice, "Xiang Wentian, are you willing to join me!" He has no pride in being an elder. , just when an announcement was made, in fact, if Xiang Wentian refused, he would definitely be stubbornly pestering him to come.

"Junior Brother Xiang, congratulations, you are welcome to enter the inner door." Pei Ming's clothes were fluttering, he supported Xiang Wentian, and was about to step down.

He... can't bear it anymore, Xiang Wentian smiled bitterly in his heart, raised his head to look up at the expectant Elder Wu, and clasped his fists with both hands: "Disciple Xiang Wentian, I have seen the master." Do it again.

He is very envious, but at the same time he has let it go. He also wants to see how to move forward without hating others. He can't stop hating it.

When the two got off the stage, Lin Lianxing rushed over: "Xiang Wentian, are you okay?" She hesitated, but she asked him first, then turned to Pei Mingzhen: "Senior Brother Mingzhen, you played well today. ."

"Thank you, Junior Sister Lin." Pei Mingzhen held a vague rejection towards Lin Lianxing. When he was still young, he only knew how to practice the sword—well, now he only knows how to practice the sword. He couldn't concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. For Junior Sister Lin, he even hid in a cave in Houshan to practice swordsmanship. He grew up and still had lingering fears, and when he saw her, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"It's alright." Xiang Wentian hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth to answer. He looked at Lin Lianxing. From childhood to adulthood, she was far away from him. At this time, when he looked closely, Xiang Wentian suddenly realized that he couldn't even She clearly stated what her eyes, nose, and mouth looked like, but she felt extremely unfamiliar. Those attachments in her heart, after being dispelled, all swayed in front of doubts.

"...You have to be careful." Lin Lianxing also became calm now, "When you enter the inner door, just practice hard, Elder Wu Chang is very good."

Pei Mingzhen stood there and looked at his father and senior brother from a distance. Damn, they didn't even open their eyes, and no one was willing to rescue him. Although he was a little slow emotionally, the atmosphere at this time was really embarrassing, and he wanted him to look around. , just wanted to run away, but when he had an idea, he suddenly thought of a way.

He cleared his throat: "Junior Sister Lin, I'm going to go to the head now. Please take Junior Brother Xiang to find the doctor. Thank you very much." Putting it on Xiang Wentian's hand, there is no defense between men and women in the cultivation world. It is very common for them to come into contact with each other. He is still measured. , seems to be slow and slow, but in fact, it quickly flies to the viewing platform.

By the time the two recovered, Pei Mingzhen had already left a distance of dozens of steps.

"Xiang Wentian, I'll help you find a doctor, be careful." Lin Lianxing is also free and easy, she doesn't think it's a big deal, outsiders don't know about her marriage contract with Xiang Wentian, so there's no need to help them avoid it , Besides, there is no time for cultivation, and looking back in a few hundred years, what are these things now? It's just a pity, Senior Brother Mingzhen is always cultivating on weekdays, and even a chance to speak is rare.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." As soon as he lowered his head, he could see her face clearly. It was rare to be so close, and Xiang Wentian was a little dazed. In fact, he had seen similar scenes many times. Lin Lianxing came to look for it, and Pei Ming really found it He left with an excuse. At that time, he thought a lot. He always felt that they were deliberately avoiding suspicion because he was there, but now it seems that it was just Luo Hua’s intention and Liu Shui’s ruthlessness, and the extent of this intention... He saw When I look at Lin Lianxing, I always feel that there is more admiration than the strong love in the eyes of my parents.

So...what has he been hating? He shook his head, just thinking he was amusing.

"Junior Brother Xiang, are you dizzy? Why don't you take a calming pill first." Lin Lianxing reminded.

"No, I'm fine." He replied gently, smiling particularly calmly.

At the entrance of the Hall of Ascension, two figures appeared at the same time and walked in slowly together. Behind them was the setting sun, which dyed the surrounding clouds red, as if a fire was burning above them.

Pei Mingzhen gestured with the knife, still struggling with something: "Master, in the process of fighting with junior brother Xiang today, I almost missed his move, I feel that I still lack actual combat experience, but this fight is indeed a It was a hearty fight, very comfortable, maybe in the future, Junior Brother Xiang can beat me!" In front of his father, he was always truthful, and even had a tendency to be talkative.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?" Pei Naochun said with a smile, "So many people are watching, will you feel uncomfortable if you lose to an outer disciple."

"What you said is wrong!" Pei Mingzhen glared at his father very seriously, this was a rare crime for him, "You have already told us that the inner and outer sects are only the difference in aptitude, and the aptitudes of the outer sect disciples are relatively poor. These, if it is difficult to break through in the cultivation of self-cultivation, it is better to learn something else, but in fact, aptitude may not necessarily determine everything, why can’t the outer disciples beat me?”

He spoke from the heart, and those who listened knew what he meant: "If I lose, it means that I haven't cultivated enough, or I can't compare to others. , Just like Senior Brother He Shu, the summary is much better than mine, the Master Refiner is good at refining, if Junior Brother Xiang has a good talent for cultivation, it is normal, let’s talk about it…” He suddenly laughed, “Junior Brother Xiang has not heard of it before. My class? Seeing him get to where he is today, although I can't attribute it to me, I'm also very happy for him."

Pei Naochun's eyes fluttered over: "So you asked your brother He to write the annual summary for you again?"

"..." Pei Ming really didn't speak, **** it! Father is so nasty! Wasn't it because he and a few other heads joined forces to ban and delete all the posts on the forum about summary templates, summary writing and one hundred strokes? Originally, people like them who were not good at writing summaries were just nonsense and copied, and now they don't even have a reference. How to create it out of thin air, he would rather practice swords for a month than write a one-hour summary.

Pei Naochun just smiled and said again: "But today's fight, you really played very well, your swordsmanship is far better than mine, and the youth is better than the blue." He stretched out his hand and patted his son. Their shoulders, the two were of the same height, and they wanted to touch their heads as if they were children, but it wasn't that easy.

Pei Mingzhen just laughed when he heard it, even a little silly: "No, it's not as good as the head."

"In terms of swordsmanship, none of us can teach you. At least in our Lanyue Sect, your swordsmanship is the first, and no one can say the second." .

Just as Pei Mingzhen was about to say something, he blinked and was a little puzzled: "Master, what is that?" He stretched out his hand and pointed forward. On the ground in the middle of the hall, there was a jade box. He just saw a parrot fly by, This jade box just fell here.

Pei Naochun's perception is far better than his son's. He doesn't need to open it, he knows what's inside. The familiar and extraordinarily strong demon power can be felt by anyone who has been in contact with the demon's inner core. , There is also a weak but alive consciousness, if you can't get in touch with the power of the demon, I am afraid it will disappear.

"This." Pei Naochun squatted down and picked it up, he probably... should say that he can accurately know who sent this thing, and smiled, "It's something I plan to sell to the head of Xunxingmen. ." It is estimated that the consciousness there will not be replenished for many years, and even if he picks it up like this, he has not woken up, and it is estimated that it will dissipate in a few months.

Pei Mingzhen's face was full of helplessness: "Sect Master, don't knock on the head of Ye Sect again." He learned this word from the forum. A friend of Xun Xingmen told him that every time Sect Ye bought something from his father When I go back, I have to take the sect to save food for ten days and eight months, save the money and talk about it. If I knock again, the people of the sect will cry.

"Nonsense, is your father and I such a person?" Pei Naochun had already put things into the mustard space, and asked in a serious tone.

... Pei Mingzhen chooses to remain silent. If you are not such a person, father, why does the night head of Xunxingmen scold you every day in the tallest building in the heart-demon exchange area? But after all, the father is the father, the elbows can't be turned out, and it is a good character to save food and clothing, so they will... save money.

"Has the thing been delivered?" Xiang Wentian ate a few Spirit Gathering Pills and had recovered. He crouched in the corner of the Spirit Beast Garden and looked up at Smart Egg—this was the name that the Fire Parrot gave him. Back then, after being deceived by this **** parrot, he kept thinking about how to make this parrot look good. Sooner or later, he would be plucked and roasted to eat meat. Although he didn’t know whether parrot meat was delicious, he had to let go of his hatred. !

But the old man Linghu really loves this parrot. He can't touch the parrot, and he has been deceived several times - what is the mountain and a spiritual spring, after bathing, he rises to the realm, and after arriving there, he discovers that It was the place where the female disciples of the outer sect took a bath. Fortunately, he ran away when he heard the sound, or he almost became the first rogue of Lanyue Sect; what about the Wannian Ice Lotus on the mountain wall, he was covered in injuries, and finally he managed to put the ice lotus on it. When he got it, he was eaten by this smart egg in one bite. The old man Linghu even praised him, saying that the smart egg likes to eat ice lotus the most. Others are not diligent, afraid of suffering, so they don't help to pick... The number of cheats can already be written into a book.

It was only recently that he had saved enough contribution points to exchange for the fire parrot—yes, this parrot is precious, even more expensive than the Huan Yue Tiger. He never came to change it, until after the doctor came out, he changed it out. The first thing was to send him to send the demon - what to do to destroy the world? Demons are enemies of man.

No matter how many people he hates, there are also people who are grateful. The senior brother who contributed to the church always secretly opened a small stove for him. Brother Li Dahai protected him in the secret realm and almost injured his hand. The old man Linghu taught him how to control beasts from time to time. The method... Even that Pei Mingzhen is not bad for him. If he destroys the world, he will be happy and satisfied? No.

As for this demon, just go where it should go, he believed that the Sect Master would be able to solve it—Xiang Wentian was amused, it turned out that he had also been quietly brainwashed, Lanyue Sect was his home, and the Sect Master belonged to them. God, if there is a problem, I will find my senior brother and senior sister, and my junior brother and junior sister will rely on them for protection. After thinking about it, even this parrot looks much cuter.

"Fool, you're really stupid." The smart guy was tidying up his feathers and carried out a skilled personal attack slowly.

...Well, he was wrong, parrots are not cute at all, it's better to kill them and eat meat.

...

For those who cultivate one's true self, the common goal is to ascend. Rao is that Pei Naochun repeatedly suppressed the cultivation base. After accompanying his son for more than 400 years, the cultivation base has also reached the realm and can no longer be suppressed.

Saying goodbye is a simple matter for monks.

When mortals are selected to enter the world of self-cultivation, they need to break the fate of the world. When a monk ascends, they also need to abandon their nostalgia in the world of self-cultivation. The vastness of the upper world is unknown. When you have a chance to meet again, don’t look for it if you don’t. This is a cruel saying, but everyone can accept it. The road to longevity is inherently lonely, and mortals are only in a hurry for decades. A monk can live with his family and Taoist companions for hundreds of years, thousands of years. , is enough.

Above the Hall of Ascension Clouds, the sky is already rolling with thunder, and the black clouds as thick as ink are connected together. If people cannot see everything around them, almost all the disciples of Lanyue Sect are standing here, ready to watch their palms. door to leave.

"Mingzhen, I'm leaving." Pei Naochun had already adjusted his robes and turned to look at the direct disciple and his son in the hall.

After so many years, Pei Mingzhen has become a Mingzhen cultivator who can stand alone in the world of self-cultivation. He is sad in his heart, but he can still control: "You... Be careful all the way." His father's heart is stable and his cultivation is sufficient, so it is not difficult to ascend. .

"In the future, the Lanyue Sect will be handed over to you." Pei Naochun explained one by one: "He Shu, you are now the Lanyue Sect's member.