Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 121: Daughter Mingxin
Faced with Zhao Shuang's powerful strength and magical powers, the corpse demon naturally had no choice but to agree to Zhao Shuang's conditions.

Zhao Shuang also taught the corpse boy a technique called "White Bone Corpse Essence Technique". This technique was not a golden finger, but a technique obtained from the Chaos Star Sea Demonic Path.

It can make the corpse goblin have rationality, transform into the body of a corpse demon, and eventually become an immortal.

After the matter of the corpse goblin was resolved, Zhao Shuang stepped into the VIP hall of Luoyun Sect and directly asked the leader of Luoyun Sect to notify Cheng and Lu, the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

When Cheng and Lu heard that Zhao Shuang was coming, they could only go to the VIP hall.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Zhao."

As Cheng and Lu stepped into the hall, they bowed to Zhao Shuang in the hall at the same time.

After all, the current Zhao Shuang is not someone that Luoyun Sect, or even the three Yunmeng sects, can afford to offend.

"Please take a seat, fellow Daoists! I've come here primarily to take Fairy Bai Feng from your sect as my concubine. This is the betrothal gift. Please take a look at it, fellow Daoists!"

Zhao Shuang didn't say anything polite. He slapped the storage bag and threw it directly to Cheng and Lu.

For him, Song Yu was the concubine he favored, so naturally he would not miss such a beauty.

Seeing this, Cheng and Lu smiled bitterly, then took the storage bag and began to check it.

When seeing the things in the storage bag, the old man surnamed Cheng handed it to Lu Luo beside him with a look of surprise and solemnity.

The latter took the storage bag and began to check it. After finishing the check, his face was shocked. He looked up at Zhao Shuang with an extremely complicated look.

The contents of the storage bag were beyond their expectations.

Not to mention hundreds of high-level wood-attribute spirit stones, there are also several eighth-level demon pills, materials, and thousands of years of heaven and earth spiritual medicines. The most important thing is that there are also elixirs that can improve the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Such materials and pills made it impossible for the two of them to refuse.

But it was useless for the two of them to agree, Song Yu had to agree as well.

"Brother Zhao, we still need to ask Junior-Martial-Sister-in-Law Song Yu for her opinion on this matter. If she is unwilling, I hope Brother Zhao will not force her. The female disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage of the sect are at your disposal."

Although the old man surnamed Cheng really wanted the materials, demon pills, and elixirs in Zhao Shuang's storage bag, he still maintained his rationality and bowed.

"Don't worry. I've already been to Yu'er once, and I won't be bringing her back to Yanyue Sect. She will stay in your sect to cultivate and remain an elder of your sect's Baifeng Peak. However, she is now my concubine. The materials and pills here are just betrothal gifts."

Zhao Shuang said in an unusually calm tone.

After hearing what Zhao Shuang said, Cheng and Lu looked at each other, their faces changed slightly, but they could only smile bitterly.

"In that case, we two won't say anything more. We hope that fellow Daoist can treat Junior-Junior Song well."

They also didn't expect that Zhao Shuang had already taken the initiative, and there was even an eighty-nine percent chance that Song Yu had already lost his Yuan Yin body.

But fortunately, Zhao Shuang had no intention of despising Song Yu, nor did he intend to take him back to the Yanyue Sect, which made them feel relieved.

After all, Song Yu was a natural spiritual root, and he condensed his golden elixir before he was a hundred years old. He was the most likely cultivator in the entire Luoyun Sect to condense his Nascent Soul and advance to the Nascent Soul stage and the Core Formation stage.

If Zhao Shuang were to bring him back to the Yanyue Sect, the Luoyun Sect would be left without a successor.

In time, without a Nascent Soul cultivator to lead the Luoyun Sect, it will inevitably be defeated and leave the Yunmeng Mountains.

Now that I am related to Zhao Shuang, the number one person in Tiannan, I don’t have to worry about anything anymore.

"It's natural."

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang nodded.

"I have something else to do. I have to go to the Ancient Sword Sect and talk to Fairy Mingxin there. Goodbye."

After saying that, Zhao Shuang didn't stay any longer and turned into a beam of light and left the VIP hall of Luoyun Sect. He had no intention of talking any more with Cheng and Lu.

His only target was the beauty, and he had no interest in talking to Cheng and Lu, even though they were both good people.

But how can it compare to a beauty?

Ancient Sword Gate

Council Hall
At this moment, sitting on the first seat in the hall, there is a burly old man with curly hair. His hair is gray, but his face is ruddy, his skin is shiny, and his eyes are sparkling, giving people a sense of beast-like ferocity.

What is even more eye-catching is that hanging down on both sides of the body is a pair of extremely large hands, which are nearly half the size of an ordinary person's.

Next to the old man were a middle-aged monk of ordinary appearance and a dignified and elegant young woman.

There is also the Fire Dragon Boy of the Ancient Sword Sect, a total of four Nascent Soul cultivators, among whom the old monster Jin is at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.

"Brother Jin, Sister Mingxin, what should we do about this?"

The Fire Dragon Boy felt a headache.

After all, Zhao Shuang wants to propose to Fairy Mingxin and then practice together.

They naturally knew what this meant.

Therefore, Fairy Mingxin's cheeks flushed, and she felt quite at a loss.

She also didn't expect that Zhao Shuang, the number one person in the Tiannan cultivation world, actually wanted to practice with her. If they became Taoist partners, she might agree.

But she was just a concubine, which made her unable to agree. However, she also didn't want to offend Zhao Shuang, the number one in the Tiannan cultivation world.

After all, Zhao Shuang is now no weaker than a cultivator in the Jindan stage. Even if the three great cultivators and eight or nine cultivators in the middle Yuanying stage join forces, they are still no match for him.

This means that no one in the Ancient Sword Sect can be a match for Zhao Shuang alone.

What's more, Zhao Shuang has the entire Tiandao League behind him, and the Ancient Sword Sect is one of the three most powerful sects in the Tiandao League. Therefore, in this situation, there is no choice unless they turn against Zhao Shuang.

"Junior Sister Mingxin, are you willing? If not, please leave the sect as soon as possible and don't come back. As for Fellow Daoist Zhao, the sect will handle it."

Old Monster Jin did not answer the Fire Dragon Boy's words. Instead, he looked at Fairy Mingxin, whose face was flushed and complicated, and said in a deep voice,

Judging from his tone, he was obviously not joking anymore.

"This... I really don't know whether I should agree to it."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Mingxin smiled bitterly.

"How about this, if Fellow Daoist Jin can withstand three of Zhao's attacks, I won't force Fairy Mingxin."

Suddenly, a light laugh was heard, and before the words were finished, Zhao Shuang's figure appeared in the hall, which surprised the four Nascent Soul cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect and their faces turned pale.

However, the look in Fairy Mingxin's bright eyes was extremely complicated, her cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head, looking extremely nervous.

"Three moves, okay, it's a deal."

Old Monster Jin glanced at Fairy Mingxin and said coldly.

Obviously he still has some confidence in himself.

"Then get out!"

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang glanced at Fairy Mingxin and said with a smile.

After saying that, he left the hall and headed outside.

"Brother Jin!" "Brother Jin, be careful."

Fairy Mingxin reminded.

"it is good,"

Old Monster Jin nodded.

Then, he left the hall.

Seeing this, Fairy Mingxin, the Fire Dragon Boy and the middle-aged man followed closely and left the hall.

Soon, Zhao Shuang and Old Monster Jin stood facing each other above the mountains.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, it's not too late to regret now."

Zhao Shuang chuckled and said nonchalantly.

After all, for him, there was nothing to worry about Old Monster Jin, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Then let's give it a try."

Old Monster Jin said with an extremely serious expression.

"Okay, you're welcome then. Fellow Daoist Jin, please be careful."

Zhao Shuang said with a faint smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised one hand, and with a "puff", a blue fireball as big as a fist appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

Old Monster Jin also remained silent, but when he opened his mouth, three golden rays shot out, which turned out to be three identical small swords.

Originally, the three small swords were only an inch in size and golden in color, but in the blink of an eye, they circled around their owner's body and suddenly grew to about a foot in length, turning into three golden rainbows about ten feet long that circled in the air.

Seeing that the other party had summoned a flying sword, Zhao Shuang shook the palm of his hand holding the blue fireball lightly, and suddenly there was a popping sound. The blue fireball exploded in his hand in an instant. Then, in the blue flames, a half-foot-long blue firebird shot out into the sky, and a crisp bird song came out of its mouth.

For him, the Qianlan Ice Flame is enough to deal with most powerful enemies, and he does not need any other means or magical powers.

"Go!" Therefore, Zhao Shuang just pointed casually at the opposite side, and the blue firebird immediately spread its wings and turned into a blue light and shot away.

Seeing this scene, Old Monster Jin was immediately furious. The other party didn't even use any magic weapon and only attacked with a firebird. This was underestimating him too much.

Although he also knew Zhao Shuang's magical powers and strength, this was still too infuriating.

The old monster Jin, who was extremely angry, laughed instead. Without saying a word, he quickly made hand gestures with his ten fingers, intending to use the most powerful sword technique from the beginning, and decide the outcome with one strike.

The three golden rainbows above his head emitted a clear sound like a dragon's roar, and suddenly disappeared in the air in a flash. Instead, a golden thread appeared out of thin air in front of Old Monster Jin. Although it was extremely thin, it was several feet long.

As the golden light flashed, golden threads emerged one after another. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of densely packed golden threads flashed, looking gorgeous and dazzling.

"Turn swords into silk!"

A strange look flashed in Zhao Shuang's eyes. Although the opponent was a sword cultivator, he was truly amazing to be able to conjure up so many sword threads at once. If an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator faced him, it would definitely not be an easy task.

At this moment, Old Monster Jin in the air shouted loudly, and a series of spells hit the golden thread in front of him.

Then, spiritual light flashed wildly, and the sword threads turned into a huge golden net and shot out, just covering the blue firebird coming from the opposite side.

The golden net was more than ten feet wide, while the firebird was only half a foot long. Anyone who saw it would feel like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. But after the firebird plunged into the golden net, the scene that followed shocked the monks below.

The blue firebird exploded the moment it touched the golden net, followed by a flash of light, and a blue lotus of light appeared in the flames. The lotus was in bud and was spinning non-stop in the net.

Countless golden sword threads slashed towards the object, but they only caused ripples in the spiritual light around the lotus, and could not get close to it at all.

Seeing this, Old Monster Jin's face was filled with shock and anger, and without thinking, he hurriedly urged the sword in his hand.

After a flash of golden light, the sword threads became three times thinner and longer. Each golden thread became bright and dazzling, and it cut into the blue spiritual light, cutting it into pieces, and was about to chop directly onto the lotus.

At this moment, the lotus petals blossomed one by one. With a puff, a ball of cold blue light emanated from the petals, enveloping the space within a radius of twenty feet. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Old Monster Jin immediately felt that his connection with the flying sword was severed and he could no longer sense anything. He was shocked and looked intently.

A moment later, the curly-haired old man's expression darkened. The lotus had vanished without a trace, replaced by a massive block of blue ice. Three golden flying swords were trapped within it, preventing it from moving at all.

Old Monster Jin thought to himself that something was wrong and slapped his storage bag with one hand. A white jade pendant appeared in his hand. But before he could use the treasure, he heard a thunderclap behind him.

Old Monster Jin was shocked and flew away sideways without thinking.

But at this moment, the protective aura on his body was shattered by something as easily as window paper. Then a hand flashing with blue flames strangely pressed on his right shoulder that he was about to lift. Half of his body felt cold and he completely lost consciousness.

"Brother Zhao, please show mercy,"

Suddenly, a clear and soft voice called Zhao Shuang.

Following the sound, he saw Fairy Mingxin with a blush on her cheeks, staring at him with a complicated expression.

"Since the fairy has spoken, then forget it. After all, sooner or later we will all be family!"

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang chuckled and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Fairy Mingxin's cheeks flushed even more, she bowed respectfully and said,

"I understand, Brother Zhao, don't worry."

Now Fairy Mingxin also knows that she has no choice at all.

After all, Zhao Shuang defeated and even killed Old Monster Jin with just one magical power, so their Ancient Sword Sect had no qualifications to resist at all.

The gap is really too big. Moreover, practicing dual cultivation with him will also bring her considerable benefits. With time, she may have the opportunity to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage.

This is also of great benefit to the entire Ancient Sword Sect, and even more so to herself.

After all, it only took her three hundred years to condense her Nascent Soul, so there is still a good chance that she will advance to a late Nascent Soul cultivator in the future.

Now with the help of Zhao Shuang, the number one person in the Tiannan cultivation world, the possibility is even greater.

However, she felt regretful that she could not become his Taoist partner.

And she also wanted to see how powerful her fellow Taoist, Fairy Nangong, was.

"I hope you will forgive me for any offense. This is the betrothal gift. Please take a look at it first. If you think it is not enough, you can discuss it later."

Zhao Shuang took out a storage bag and handed it to Fairy Mingxin, smiling.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao."

Upon seeing this, Fairy Mingxin, Old Monster Jin and others looked much better. At least a betrothal gift was given and it was not robbed.

This still gives the Ancient Sword Sect some face.

"It's alright, Fellow Daoist Jin. This is a gift to thank you for your sect's betrothal."

Zhao Shuang took out another storage bag and handed it to Old Monster Jin and said?

(End of this chapter)