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Chapter 627 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
Master Jinghui asked, "Where is your home?"

"Ah."

"Where are your parents?"

"Father was beaten to death, and mother slept in the house and did not come out."

Master Jinghui showed pity in his eyes, and he asked again: "Do you have any other relatives?"

The boy shook his head.

Master Jinghui was silent for a while, he stretched out his hand to wrap around the boy's wrist, but after feeling it quietly for a while, his eyes lit up, "He is a good seedling, may you follow me to the fairy gate and worship me?" Under the door?"

"I'm going to take Her Royal Highness to the doctor for treatment."

The childish heart is innocent, but he can value a useless sword and regard it as a friend. Master Jinghui can't help but think of what his younger brother said to him before he went down the mountain. He seems to have this master-student fate invisibly.

Master Jinghui smiled patiently, "Follow me to Xianmen, I will find someone to find a way to heal this sword for you, how about it?"

The boy looked down at the tarnished sword in his arms, and without thinking for a while, he nodded to the old man, "Okay."

Although it was said that the boy was moved to follow him, but the real Jinghui was not in a hurry to take people back to the fairy gate, but rescued the wounded who were still alive in the town that was turned into a sea of ​​​​flames by the red bird.

Facing the survivors who came to thank him, Master Jinghui looked at the devastated land in front of him, feeling heavy in his heart, and asked the boy who was following him, "We are leaving, maybe you won't have a chance to come back for a long time, before leaving Is there anything else you would like to see?"

The boy holding the sword shook his head.

"It's good that you don't care about the secular world." Jinghui Daoist paused for a while, and said: "Since you want to follow me into the immortal gate and worship under my sect, then you have to let go of the name of the secular world. As mentioned in the Meditation Jue, there is no ignorance, no anger, no desire and no pursuit, no abandonment and no abandonment, no action and no self, from now on, your Taoist name will be no desire, how about it?"

The ignorant boy didn't feel much about the name, so he nodded quickly, "Okay."

So this boy named Wang Ergou has a frigid-sounding name from now on—Wuyu.

Ning Ning, who was hiding in the sword, was originally drowsy due to the feeling of powerlessness, but now he suddenly woke up.

This child is called Wuyu, so he must be the hero!

Received as a disciple by the head of the Immortal Sect, Jinghui Zhenren, there is no one else except the hero Song Wuyu.

Ning Ning looked at the naive boy again, and she suddenly remembered that she had called this brat, not only had he seen him sniffling snot, but he had also seen him with his bare buttocks... Just his simple and honest face, The little boy with a sluggish expression, will be the one ten years later with a sword in the world of cultivating immortals and earning a rare reputation as a genius, but his personality is cold and aloof, just like a heavenly man who has no desires and no desires The fake male lead, the real second male lead!
This contrast is too great...

Ningning needs time to take it easy.

After such a slowdown, it slowed down to the fairy gate.

Immortal Jinghui returned to the door and still had something to deal with, so he first let a boy with Wang Ergou... no, it was Wuyu, and let a Taoist boy who was similar to Wuyu take Wuyu to a room to rest first.

Dao Tong looked curiously at Wu Yu, who was holding the sword in his hand, and asked, "Why do you keep holding a useless sword?"

"This is not a waste sword, it is Her Royal Highness the Princess."

To give Jian such a name, Daotong felt that there was something wrong with the boy brought back by the head.

(End of this chapter)