Because the objects of the natal world are not ordinary treasures, they must have spirituality to integrate into the body and communicate with the master's mind, the self-destructive sword in Qingyun's mouth is definitely not a false statement in his opinion.

Although Pan Yueren ordered that the roots must be eradicated after he succeeded, if he did not agree, he would be the only ending of both jade and stone burning. Even if he killed him, it would be useless.

But if Qingyun is brought back to the Pan family, whether it is the head of the family or the ancestors, there are ways to let this kid erase the mark on the divine weapon by himself.

The more Pan Lingzhu looked at it, the more he became more confident that there were many unknown secrets in this Black Sword Determination, and Qingyun must have known it. It would be better to save his life first.

It’s a pity that he guessed something very wrong.

Zangfeng is actually not Qingyun’s natal sword, and it is true that there is some wonderful connection with him, but the reason why he can enter his body was the decision made by Baojian himself.

Of course, even so, Brother Pan, who was kept in the dark, was still deeply moved by the master.

Because he suddenly felt that this son, regardless of nature, cultivation, or wisdom, was all the best. If he had not been guilty of possessing a treasure, he would have a day to soar to the sky in the future.

"Oh, it's a pity. My Pan family hasn't produced such a talented person in many years."

He sighed inwardly, and stopped talking nonsense. He squeezed out a drop of red blood from his fingertips, wrapped it with spiritual power, and then slapped in front of him.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. They practice with the way of heaven and receive blessings from the way of heaven at all times, but their every move is also restricted by them.

Especially this kind of oath that uses one's own blood as the medium cannot break your promise. Otherwise, if you are hindered from your practice, it will be difficult to improve your diligence. If you are thunder tribulation, you will lose your life!

Balabara had a lot of nonsense. Qingyun patiently listened to it. After finally saying the oath that "I, Pan Lingzhu, will never hurt the two girls," he finally nodded.

"Hmph, are you satisfied now?"

Pan Lingzhuo snorted coldly and asked.

"Senior Pan also asks you to abide by the oath."

After saying that, Qingyun summoned the ancient sword that had been with him for a long time again from his palm.

"Old friend, I'm sorry."

He is not a cruel person who is ungrateful or unsuccessful. On the contrary, even though Qingyun is now plagued by karma, he is more likely to become fierce and irritable than before, but the kindness and compassion that has never been destroyed in his heart are like the night sky

The lonely star in the world reminds him not to lose his direction.

So even if he could use the hidden front to break through the space and escape, he did not do so.

Because Qingyun knew that once he left two people behind, the only thing waiting for Dai Lin'er and the others was to die without a burial place. The Pan family would never let half of the living leave to avoid leaking the news.

Since this is the case, it would be better to use Zangfeng to gamble. If Pan Lingzhuo agreed, even if he died, he would at least be able to keep his two senior sisters safe. This would be worth it.

"The biggest problem now is that if you lose the Tibetan Feng, you cannot absorb the soul power of the soul, and your elder sister cannot get nourishment. Now the only way is to find an opportunity to contact it after you arrive at the Pan family and see if you can borrow the blood evil karma.

Break the space and escape from the sky.”

Since the black villain blocked the gap in the seal, the spirituality of Zangfeng seemed to have been much less suddenly, and he ignored his call like a dead object.

Of course, it used to ignore itself, but it was said that the magic sword had a spirit, so before leaving the master, we had to have some strange phenomena in heaven and earth. Even if we were not satisfied, we would be a tragic cry that could not be left behind.

This silent black lump is far worse than Yang Zhizhang's Fire Feather Sword.

"Hey, maybe I'm just a passerby in your long life and I'm not worthy of being your master."

With a bitter smile, Qingyun lingered for a while, and finally could only hand over the black sword reluctantly.

What's ridiculous is that Pan Lingzhuo, who was indifferent, dared not reach out to pick him up, but still assigned a puppet to hold Zangfeng's hands.

The puppet's body was as hard as iron, but the heavy ancient sword still made him unable to straighten his waist.

"What a heavy sword! It's called Zangfeng?"

"Um."

Pan Lingzhuo nodded, then took out a jade box from the Jinna Ring.

He ordered the puppet to place the hidden edge behind the jade box. He quickly changed the lid like the God of Plague and put a seal on seven or eight levels of Qingyun that he could not understand at all.

"Awesome! Is this person still proficient in the art of formation?"

I don’t know if the higher my cultivation level, the more I know it, but Pan Lingzhu’s skillful techniques made him feel that this person is definitely studying the formation rather than dabbling!

The three people surrounded by puppets did not dare to move, so they had to wait honestly for Pan Lingzhu to seal the sword.

The result surprised them. Unexpectedly, after a while, Pan Lingzhuo took out another jade box from the Jinna Ring, and then put the previously sealed jade box again.

"No?"

Even if people are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are now, Pan Lingzhuo's caution and fear of Tibetan Feng have really refreshed Qingyun's views on the three views.

Finally, after putting on the five-level jade box in succession, Pan Lingzhuo wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead with satisfaction.

"Boy! Look at the gods? Why don't you come?"

Qingyun shook his head speechlessly, put the five-layer jade box into the Jinna Ring tremblingly, and the old man took out another pair of jade shackles from it!

"Put it on him, don't play tricks on me."

Pan Lingzhu ordered to a puppet.

"Uh, why do you Pan family use jade to make everything? You are so rich?"

"Money? Humph, if you go back with me honestly and tell all the secrets of Zangfeng, I guarantee you will have money that you can't spend in ten lives!"

He curled his lips, the young master honestly carried his hands on his back and was handcuffed by the puppet. Dingling Longfeng's voice sounded very nice, which made him unable to help but ask:

"Can this thing trap me?"

"Don't worry, I can't escape even if I get locked by it~"

After completing the tasks assigned by the head of the family, Pan Lingzhuo was obviously in a particularly good mood, quipped.

After trying for a while, Qingyun finally realized something was wrong, because even though he tried his best, his hands could not be able to break free, and even the spiritual power in his body would be sucked away by the jade handcuffs!

"Don't try it. The more you struggle, the stronger its binding power is, and you should feel honored. This jade handcuff is not something that ordinary people can enjoy. It is mainly used to seal high-level monks and their spiritual sense.

”

"Advanced Cultivator? Spiritual consciousness?"

"Well, it contains a unique formation from my Pan family, called "Yusuohun Closure". For you, it is used to cut off your mental and mental sensation with Zangfeng. How about it, can't you feel it?

”

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Qingyun realized that the vague opportunity response between him and Zangfeng had really disappeared!

"It seems that your Pan family has done enough homework for Zangfeng!"

"Haha, that's right, no matter whether it's useful or not, it's most important to be foolproof. Who made your black sword so valued by the head of the family? If you want to blame it, you'll blame your husband for holding a treasure!"

Pan Lingzhu laughed loudly, but now that things have come to this point, Qingyun no longer holds any hope, he nodded calmly, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, then please believe me, senior, and let my two senior sisters leave first."

"Haha, of course I won't attack them!"

As he said that, the smile on Pan Lingzhuo's face began to become a little vicious, which made Qingyun's heart sank suddenly, and he just listened to him:

"But these dead soldiers will treat them well for me, hahahaha, don't worry, I will let them explode together in the end, which can be regarded as a grand farewell for your two senior sisters. How about it, is it fun?!"

"You! Pan Lingzhuo! I'll fight with you!"

There were clanging sounds everywhere behind him, and the roar of blue veins suddenly could not resist the strong man's slight palm. With regret and reluctance, Qingyun felt the darkness in front of him and fainted.

The journey of the sun and the moon, if it comes out of it, the stars and the Han are brilliant, if it comes out of it.

As a mortal, the years of the years can often go through spring and autumn, and the longevity of the double armor can also show birth, old age, sickness and death.

The change of dynasties and the transformation of stars is not something that ordinary people can witness. Only monks who enjoy a long life can sigh and witness.

But sometimes, the rise and fall of those towering giants, even the powerful people who return to the spiritual realm do not know where to start, and whether they can wait for the end of the story at the end of the years.

Just like Liangzhou, which was extremely rich in the past, is now gradually replaced by the state of Sino-Vietnam, which is well-developed.

Yizhou, which was once regarded as synonymous with desolation and bitter cold, has also had the reputation of blue wild breeze and Yunzhou, the northern part of the north.

This may be largely attributed to the huge border area between Yizhou and Yuezhou, which gives them more channels to communicate with other states, or at the geographical junction is a Taoyuan City with a shared tripod standing.

But the most important thing is the good relationship between the current leaders of Shenhuatian and the Xianjian Sect.

Shenhuatian, the three sects named Tian, ​​are one of the three most powerful families in Jiuzhou. The entire Yizhou territorial area is second only to Liangzhou Qingxutian.

Different from the decadent Qingxutian and the scattered Jingcitian, from ancient times to the present, the disciples not only majored in mysterious skills and techniques, but also needed to learn various sages and saints in the mortal world.

The depth and glory of the great scholars' thoughts often make these monks who claim to be chosen sons feel ashamed and ashamed.

Perhaps because the rules and self-discipline are stronger than other sects, Shenhuatian's disciples have always had a very good reputation among the three days and four sects.

But since Wu Renfu officially took over the seal of the sect leader, the entire Shenhuatian seemed to have "evaporated" from Jiuzhou overnight!

Yes, it evaporated.

Whether it is a dispute over interests, a battle for reputation, or even various things of all sizes, it seems that they have nothing to do with them anymore.

It seems that only the yuliu pastoral countryside is the real destination of monks, and only the green mountains and clear waters can achieve a real way back.

It was not until this time that the people of the world remembered this new sect leader of Shenhuatian who was unknown but seemed to be famous for a long time:

Hermit Sword, Wu Renfu!

After one of the Qingchen's two swords rebelled from the right path for robbing Qilin Tooth, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect, Wu Chen Jian Yichen, and his friend, Shenhuatian's sect leader Wu Renfu, was once again gathered by the world.

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Chapter completed!