As a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, even though he has fallen now, he can retain his soul. This is no longer something that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage can do.

After living for so long, he naturally knew that the spirit gathering array was, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"No, what's the matter that shocked me? If this guy carved the spiritual gathering array pattern in seal carving, wouldn't I become a tool to absorb spiritual energy?"

Thinking of this, the horror just now turned into clouds and smoke, with only a wave of helplessness and sadness.

"No, I am a Jindan stage cultivator after all, how can I be someone else's tool? Even if I die, I cannot bear this humiliation!"

Looking at Lin Changfeng, who was still carving the formation patterns with a calm face, he felt incredible no matter how he looked at it. He obviously didn't even have the foundation-building stage, so why was he so terrifying about the research on formation?

In this Dharma-Ending Age, any formation pattern is extremely precious.

The most precious array pattern is naturally the spirit-gathering array pattern that is of great help to the monks, so he hesitated.

"If you can understand the mystery in this formation pattern, you will not be able to take over the body and be reborn in the future..."

Shaking his head, he said to himself again: "Fuck, don't I have dignity?"

What the old man said kept echoing in Lin Changfeng's ears, which made him extremely upset and he said in confusion: "Are you mentally ill?"

"Mental illness?" Jian Ling was stunned for a moment, then cursed: "You are mentally ill, and you don't know what that beast did to me!"

"It's been more than twenty years, and I've been sealed in this sword for a full twenty years!"

"You can imagine a person living in a small space, without any hope every day, and can only be with loneliness..."

I no longer want to listen to the other party and say it. Lin Changfeng can be sure that the sword spirit has lived in the long sword for too long and is now in a state of insanity.

But that's fine. Now that the long sword is in his hands, there is a cultivator with the least golden elixir realm as a sword spirit. This spiritual weapon will definitely allow him to break through the foundation-building stage.

Fengcheng, Bai Yueju.

The sky was dim and dark clouds covered the bright moon.

Bai Yue sat up from the sofa, looked at the moonlight outside the window with her eyes, and a faint smile on her face.

"I finally broke through the three orifices. As expected, this lightning-striking wood is much more effective with half the effort."

Looking at Song Rushuang who was already asleep beside her, a hint of worry appeared on her face, "Why is it you?"

After a whole day of getting along, she found that although Song Rushuang had different experiences from her, she was also very different.

She fell ill at the age of eight, and she had been ill for fifteen years. She lived a dark day in Baiyueju all day. She could not see a glimmer of hope every day, and she didn't even know whether she could live tomorrow.

As for Song Rushuang, she lived in the Song family since she was a child, and received all the care when she was a child. Until she was twenty years old, all the care turned into the interests of the family.

Grandpa is seriously ill and her husband is a fool, but he is also similar to her fate.

Just as she was feeling that fate had been grinding, a ringtone of the cell phone woke the two of them.

The confused Song Rushuang reached out to get her phone, but she didn't look at the number on it, and said lazyly: "Who?"

An anxious voice came from the other side of the phone, "Shuang'er, where are you now? Something big happened to the Song family!"

Hearing his father's voice, Song Rushuang suddenly lost all sleepiness and asked quickly: "Dad? What happened?"

"The contract of Zhoutian Group, your second uncle's family may face bankruptcy!"

Song Rushuang didn't care when she heard that it was not her own family. After all, she had already persuaded her kindly, but Song Tianyun didn't listen to her.

"What does it have to do with the Song family?" Song Rushuang said indifferently: "If the second uncle's family goes bankrupt, then go bankrupt. I have already advised him at that time."

"You..." Song Hongli on the other side of the phone was obviously angry at this sentence, but he still sighed: "It's all my stupidity."

My heart skipped a beat, and Song Rushuang knew that it must be his father doing something again, so she asked: "What the hell is going on?"

"Your second uncle's family is not qualified enough, and the group has not seen you in the past two days. I used the group relationship privately and transferred half of the contract to the Song Group."

"Now Zhou Yu said that the batch of goods failed the inspection and asked for ten times of compensation, this..."

He sat up suddenly and Song Rushuang said angrily: "Dad! I have already said that you should not interfere in this matter, why do you still have to involve the group!"

"You can find a way to do this yourself! I won't care!"

The phone was hung up, and Song Rushuang sat beside the bed with a pale face.

She never expected that her father would do such a stupid thing. If she had to pay ten times the compensation, it would be 3 billion, which would undoubtedly make the entire Song family bankrupt!

"What's wrong?" Bai Yue saw that Song Rushuang's face was not very good and asked, "Is there something wrong with the group?"

Nodding, Song Rushuang said angrily: "There is a problem with Zhou Yu's contract. He advances 300 million in advance, so that Uncle and the others can taste the sweetness. Now the product is not qualified, so he directly asks for ten times of compensation."

"Three billion?" Bai Yue's mouth raised, "It seems that Zhou Yu's appetite is quite big."

You know, when he acquired the Liu Group, he almost emptied the Commercial Building and the Zhou family, and only raised 1.5 billion.

Now Zhou Yu has to pay 3 billion yuan in compensation for one contract, which is simply impossible.

The ringtone of the cell phone rang again, and Song Rushuang picked up the phone and said angrily: "I said it! You can bear these messy things yourself! I won't care about you!"

"Shuang'er, it's all bad for dad. Dad knows he's wrong. Please help dad think of a solution!"

Song Hongli's voice kept trembling, even looking like he begged.

"There is no way. Even if the Song family is sold, they will not be able to get the three billion." Song Rushuang's attitude was still cold.

"I'm your dad!"

Song Hongli on the other side of the phone roared: "How can you not save me when you die!"

"Do you still know your identity?" Song Rushuang said bitterly: "When I was coercing me in the hospital, why didn't I think of you as my dad?"

"When I was at home, why didn't I remember you were my dad?"

"Did you remember when I have caused trouble and let me settle it?"

He hung up the phone directly, and Song Rushuang chose to turn off the phone this time.

No matter how ruthless he said, he was still worried about Song Hongli in his heart. However, Lin Changfeng repeatedly explained that he could not leave no matter what happened and had to wait for him to come back.

"Don't you go to the Song family to have a look?" Bai Yue asked.

Shaking his head, Song Rushuang sighed: "Chang Feng said not to leave Bai Yueju, and let's talk about it when he comes back."

After smiling, Bai Yue did not speak anymore, but picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Zhou Wei, go to the Song family to have a look. And try to communicate with Zhou Yu. If you forget about this, I can forgive his ignorance. If you continue, you will be responsible for the consequences."

After saying a short sentence, Bai Yue hung up the phone, walked to Song Rushuang, and smiled and said, "It seems that you owe me a favor again."

Song Rushuang said helplessly: "Just think I owe you a favor."

Bai Yue smiled wickedly and said, "In order to repay the kindness, give your husband to me?"

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