Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 248 Qingyang Family

All of a sudden, except for Cao Wei and the other five Foundation Establishment cultivators, the others were either sighing or worried.

Seeing this, Master Wanxiang held a long beard hanging from his temples with one finger, pinched his fingers with the other to calculate, closed his eyes and said, "Why do you all react like this? I have done the calculations, and it is auspicious at three o'clock on the seventh day. Let's see this old man standing on the top of the Vientiane Peak, slashing the thunder with his sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and shook off the black-bottomed cloak with gold patterns that was dragging on the ground behind him, and then suddenly a breeze blew the cloak.

Master Wanxiang strode forward, leaving his back and laughter to everyone.

"Junior brother, the meeting is not over yet." Zhenjun Wanhua suddenly called out.

Hearing this, Master Wanxiang almost tripped over the threshold, staggered a bit, then quickly stood still, and then stood still for a while, covering up the embarrassment just now with a loud laugh.

Zhenjun Wanhua stood up from the futon, and his figure appeared tens of feet away as if teleporting, and came to the real person of Wanxiang. The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and left in the air.

And Kui Lie also got up and came to Cao Wei's side, the shadow cast by his huge figure nearly two feet high covered him whole.

"We haven't seen each other for 30 years, let's have a good talk with uncle and nephew." Kui Lieweng said in a low voice.

Between the words, a thunder light suddenly appeared on the spot, engulfing Cao Wei, turned into a startled rainbow and fled towards the outside of the hall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Fei Teng also got up in a hurry, and shouted: "Old Yan, wait for me!"

It's just that with a wave of Daoist Mingyou's sleeve, a layer of spiritual light suddenly rose in front of the palace gate, blocking the way.

"This meeting is not over yet. When the old man makes a final conclusion, just two or three sentences, it will be soon!" Master Mingyou said slowly, and then he turned his head to look at Master Xiaguang who was about to get up.

Seeing this, Xiaguang Zhenjun had no choice but to sit down again. Like other monks, he couldn't help sighing. He could only hope that these two or three sentences would not take another hour or two.

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After a while, two figures appeared above Liupo Mountain.

I saw that with the arrival of Kui Lie, the large array of forbidden spiritual light curtains in the mountain was divided into two sides, revealing a portal, and then the pair of uncles and nephews flew into it and came to a huge rock on the top of the mountain.

"Qianhunzui of the Jiaolong clan, take a sip?" Kui Lie sat down cross-legged, and threw a stone wine jug over.

"With my nephew's meager cultivation, drinking this kind of spiritual wine won't make you feel empty, right?" Cao Wei said with a smile as he took the jug.

"Don't be afraid, if your uncle throws you into the Valley of Hundred Flowers if you become sexually involuntary after drinking, someone will help you of course," Kui Lie said.

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. My nephew and Junior Sister Gongsun are innocent. If this word gets out, it will tarnish the family's reputation!" Cao Wei said anxiously and took a sip.

"I didn't say it was the little grandson, why are you so anxious?" Kui Lie patted Cao Wei's back with his palm-sized hand.

Only a few dull sounds were heard.

"Uncle, Uncle Wanxiang seems to be..." Cao Wei asked slowly.

"Do your best to obey the destiny, that's all! My monks will always have this, but it's just a matter of time. There are countless living beings in the world, but it is one in a hundred to set foot on the practice, and the number of foundation builders is seventy to eighty percent. There are even fewer Jindan Nascent Souls. As for the transformation of gods, there are only a few human monks in the 72 regions of the Western Wilderness. Death is a common thing, and longevity is the exception. How can it really last forever?" Kui Lie shook his head and said.

"Uncle is so emotional, I don't know what happened?" Cao Wei asked slowly.

"Don't ask, you are still young..." Kui Lie sighed.

"Youyun Daze Black Water Profound Snake, Qingfeng Island Fengpeng, Yunqiu Mountain Qingling Fox, Tianqiangu Kuimu Wolf, and Fire Ghost Cave Fire Spirit Ghost?" Cao Wei whispered.

Upon hearing this, Kui Lie showed surprise, and then pretended to be angry and said in a deep voice: "That kid even told you this? It seems that he hasn't beaten enough!"

"Is Ao okay now?" Cao Wei laughed.

"A few years ago, it formed an alchemy. It's grown up. I can't beat it like before. But now it's beating your son on Long Island, saying that it will teach you well." Kui Lie said with a smile. .

"Ao, this guy is really impressive! Does that kid have a name now?" Cao Wei asked.

"Ao Cang, it was taken by the old dragon lords of Longdao, which means green dragon. The Jumang spirit body you awakened is the symbol of Donghuang Qingyang monks. With such a bloodline, it is no wonder that you can make Ao Zhi Pregnant with a child. Great uncle, not bad!" Kui Lie held up the wine jar to respect.

Cao Wei bumped into him, then smiled and said, "Uncle, don't make fun of my nephew. I don't know if my uncle doesn't understand the Qingyang family, can you tell my nephew?"

"There's nothing to say about that. The situation of those ancient Qingyang clans is actually extremely embarrassing in the wild." Kui Lie said slowly.

"And why?" Cao Wei asked.

Hearing this, Kui Lie stared at him for a long time, and after a full twenty or thirty breaths, he said slowly: "It seems that you really don't know the slightest bit, but since you can awaken the Jumang spirit body, the blood is not If you are not thin, how could those guys leave you in Xihuang?"

"How can this nephew know? In fact, I don't hide it from my uncle. I don't remember what happened before I was a teenager." Cao Wei took a sip of the spiritual wine.

"More than seventy years ago, there was a great cultivator in the Qingyang clan who wanted to cross the God of Transformation catastrophe. At that time, he must have attracted the prying eyes of the cultivator of the Great Desolation God Dynasty, and killed him while he was weak after crossing the catastrophe. Then it even broke through the Qingyang Clan's secret realm in one fell swoop. As for whether those cultivators retreated by themselves, or other cultivators broke free from the interception and came to rescue, then I don't know." Kui Lie said.

Hearing this, Cao Wei frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "This is such an important matter of transforming gods, could it be that the cultivators of transforming gods in other clans did not rush over to protect the law in advance, or is it because the relationship between the clans is not harmonious?"

"The corpse of the god of transformation is a first-class treasure in the world. Which monk will not be tempted? There is a saying among the human race that it is easy to overcome the catastrophe of the heavens, and it is sad for the human catastrophe. This is exactly the reason. And..."

Speaking of this, Kui Lie put one hand on Cao Wei's chest, and said in a deep voice: "And the blood that flows on your body is actually traced back to the so-called barren blood of the Great Desolation God Dynasty, which is why we and other races of the Huashen The cultivator let the remnants of the wilderness go to revenge, and used it as bait to catch those guys!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei's face showed a dignified look. It's no wonder that the blood left by the suspected Marquis Chongwu in the Jiuyuan Tianjian awakened himself to Jumang's spiritual body.

Seeing Cao Wei's expression, Kui Lie couldn't help laughing and said:
"The reason for the collapse of the Great Wilderness Dynasty was not only that the sages of various clans had to rise up in response to the general trend of the world, but also partly because of their internal differences. Those ancient clans were the descendants of these monks. Although we didn't know that the great Why do the monks in this part of the Rage God Dynasty do this, but while we are fighting among the various races, we are also preventing the Great Rage God Dynasty from sweeping back. Uncle said so, you should understand, right? The blood in your body is beneficial and harmful If you don’t need it in the future, don’t be ostentatious, or I’m afraid you will repeat the mistakes of that cultivator from the Qingyang clan.”

"Thank you uncle for your suggestion!" Cao Wei said with a nod.

"Don't be too polite, Uncle, these are trivial matters. In fact, the reason why those clans are in the current situation has something to do with their self-confident attitude. In order to ensure the purity of the blood, the clans have always intermarried. , there are few people like you living outside." Kui Lie laughed.

"Uncle, don't call me like that, I can't stand it!" Cao Wei said.

Hearing this, Kui Lie laughed loudly, and then asked: "In the hall just now, I saw you and the little Gongsun flirting with each other, Zuoqiu bit his back molars to the point of shattering, what are you kid?" When did you hook up with someone?"

"She seduced me!" Cao Wei sighed.

Hearing this, how could Kui Lie believe it?
"Uncle, what kind of eyes do you have? Is it possible that with such excellent conditions as my nephew, there are no beauties in my arms?" Cao Wei said.

"I knew you were a shameless person, but I didn't expect to be so thick-skinned. I have given birth to dozens of children, and they are all grandpas. I don't know if there are any beauties who recommend themselves as pillow mats. But be careful Now, the old ghost of the Lingyan Sect has officially sent a letter to protest, let us hand over you, the thief who stole the secret method of their sect." Kui Lie said.

"Is this news from Tianmomen or Baihuagu?" Cao Wei asked.

In the Jiuyuan Tianjian, he appeared in front of the Demon Lord of the Six Paths and the True Lord Huaqing, and the traces of practicing the method of "Collecting Medicine and Returning to the Pot" cannot be concealed.

It's just that it took seven years for Ling Yanzong to respond, which was really too late.

"Both, Liudao and Huaqing are trying to find something for us to do." Kui Lie said.

"How does the sect plan to deal with it?" Cao Wei asked.

"How else to deal with it, let them protest! This biting dog doesn't bark, and the more it barks, it's nothing to worry about." Kui Lie laughed.

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The other end is on the top of Vientiane Sword Peak.

Master Wanxiang was sitting cross-legged on a rock, with a sword case standing in front of him. He reached out and drew a long sword from it. The sharp edge shone with cold light, and the blade reflected his face.

I only heard myself saying: "It really is star eyebrows and sword eyes, handsome and extraordinary! Don't you think that is the sword?"

As he spoke, he laid the humming long sword across his knees, and then wiped it slowly with a brocade handkerchief.

As for True Monarch Wanhua, he stood aside and watched quietly.

After a while, Master Wanxiang waved the long sword in his hand, making a strong wind, then let it go, floating around to protect his body, and then he took out another flying sword from the sword case, and wiped it as usual .

There are twelve flying swords in this sword box, which are taken from the ancient names of the twelve earthly branches, namely, Yudun, Chifenruo, Shetige, Shanyan, Zhixu, Dahuangluo, Duncan, Xieqia, Jitan, Zuo Og, Mao Mao, and Da Yuanxian.

Two hours later, the twelve flying swords had all recovered, and the aura around Daoist Wanxiang became more and more concentrated, and the scattered wind and clouds around him were even more stagnant.

However, True Monarch Wanhua did not show any joy.

"Senior brother, why is this so, you and I have been together for more than seven hundred years, and there must be a day of parting. Senior brother has cultivated sword power for more than two hundred years, now you should congratulate me!"

As soon as the words fell, a ray of spiritual light shot up into the sky from the Tianling Baihui acupoint of Master Wanxiang, and then he stretched out his hand to hold it, and summoned the Flying Sword of Flying Flying Sword.

It was a broken sword, snapped off in the middle, leaving only the hilt and a foot long blade.

Seeing this, he couldn't help sighing: "Three years ago in 220, in Tongbai Mountain in the East China Sea, we fought Wuqi Yaojun who was still a big monster at that time. We are all late-stage Jindan cultivators, but we were able to score within [-] strokes." After winning or losing, you will know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

"Junior brother, there should be monsters outside of humans, right?" Zhenjun Wanhua sighed.

Upon hearing this, Master Wanxiang said angrily: "At this time, can't you just follow me?"

"Junior Brother, you also know that this is the end of the day, otherwise you should not cross the tribulation, and take advantage of the remaining 30 to [-] years to find more Kunxiu, to see if you can leave a few descendants, so as not to cut off the bloodline. "True Monarch Wanhua suggested.

"I have a flying sword as a companion, so why do I need descendants? You ordinary people, obsessed with women and constrained by worldly vision, are really vulgar!" Master Wanxiang glanced at his senior brother beside him, with a look of disgust on his face.

"How can this cold flying sword compare to that warm and fragrant soft jade? I really don't understand what you sword cultivators think. Can't this beauty and flying sword have both?" Zhenjun Wanhua shook his head and said.

"It's right if you don't understand. Wouldn't it be more relaxing to stand alone in the sky, ride the wind and control the sword to swim infinitely? Too much worry will only blunt the edge of the sword." Master Wanxiang laughed.

"Then you also pass the "Dizhi Sword" to De Cao?" Zhenjun Wanhua asked.

"Senior brother, I don't think this kid is actually suitable for the path of sword repair. He seems to be affectionate but actually ruthless. It can be said that he has no worries. However, what you have done over the years has made De Cao feel a little more concerned. It can't be said Good or bad. It's just that now I'm not sure whether he can go on this road!" Wanxiang real person sighed.

"On this point, the senior brother does not agree with the junior brother. Whether it is morality or other juniors, what we old guys can do is to help them when they are weak, and don't do anything else , they will go their own way." Zhenjun Wanhua said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about that, brother, do you know when Zhang Cai, Feng Ren, and Shi Tong are going to cross the catastrophe? In fact, the three of them probably won't be able to pass this threshold anyway. Why don't you suggest that I wait for the four of us to flee to the Western Regions together. Invite Nascent Soul to rob and destroy its protective array in the pagoda forest of Wunian Temple, and when you go west, you will also be able to relax a little bit!" Master Wanxiang laughed.

"Nowadays outside the Western Wilderness, foreign troubles have not been cleared up, and various ethnic groups are coveting. After all, our Southern Border and Western Region sects are just fighting for hegemony, not annexing each other. Junior brother, don't keep thinking about adding trouble to us. If you follow your plan Said, after the Wunian Temple's background is fully revealed, it will be with us forever, what should we do when the time comes?" Zhenjun Wanhua asked rhetorically.

When two tigers fight, the smaller one will die, and the bigger one will be injured.

"It's really boring waiting, I'm not going to tease you. Go away, I'm going to start to concentrate." Master Wanxiang chased people away.

(End of this chapter)