"It seems that my master had misunderstandings about the Holy Son before, and he was wrongly blamed."

After Bingchen and others left, the Supreme Lord said to Bingmou.

Bingmou smiled slightly and asked, "Why did Master say this?"

The Supreme Master looked at Qi Yao, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said, "Pure and pure, holy and flawless. As the Holy Son's natal puppet, he can maintain such a pure breath. The Holy Son is truly a gentleman."

Bingmou couldn't help but feel amused when he heard this.

She was sure that Qi Yao had already had a real relationship with Bing Chen, and Bing Mou also heard that Qi Yao had once practiced the art of collecting yang and replenishing yin for a furnace.

However, this is exactly what Bingye is puzzled.

Logically speaking, Qi Yao's aura will be impure. Even if he uses Bing Po Suxin to purify his body, as Bing Chen's natal puppet, the aura of Bing Chen's body will definitely exist.

At this time, she was recognized by the holy tree, and the only explanation was that her breath was extremely pure.

"How did she do it?" Bingmou asked in confusion: "Is it because he was taught by the ancestors?"

In fact, not only Bing Mou speculated like this, Bing Chen, Bing Xian, Yun Yao and others also believed that Qi Yao's changes were caused by the initiation and transmission of the Dharma by the ancestor of the Bing Po Sect.

"well!"

After a long time, Taishang withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.

"If this girl was not the puppet of the Holy Son, she would be the best candidate for the Holy Son." said the Supreme.

The eyes of the ice open slightly, but she wants to speak but stops, and then she just shakes her head and smiles.

"Disciple, what is the relationship between you and the Holy Son now?" After a little hesitation, the Supreme Master suddenly asked.

Bingmouth was slightly stunned, looking at Taishang, looking a little hesitant, until several breaths later, Bingmouth suddenly waved his hand, hundreds of swords flew out of its space ring and sank into the air.

The Supreme Master was shocked and asked immediately: "Is this?"

"The betrothal gift given by Bingchen." Bingmou said.

Taishang's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a little bad in his eyes immediately.

Although we knew that Bingmouth and Bingchen might have some extraordinary relationship, even the relationship between men and women, the Supreme One never expected that they had reached such a level.

Zheng!

The sword sounded, and a long water blue sword suddenly appeared, turning into flowing light, surrounding the ice eyes.

The Supreme One looked subconsciously and immediately looked shocked.

"The best grade in the sky!"

The Supreme One recognized it at first sight that this was a top-grade sword at the heavenly level!

With a move of Bingye's hand, the water blue sword floated on his hand and was held by him.

I didn't see Bing Mou exerting his true energy, nor did he see his soul power. The long sword accurately landed the hilt on Bing Mou's hand like a conscious mind.

"Spiritual!"

The Supreme One was shocked again, and a speculation that made her feel incredible appeared in her heart. This sword has the spirit of the weapon!

Bingmouth gently stroked the sword in his hand, Bingmouth said, "These swords are the betrothal gifts given by Bingchen. The heavenly grade level, except for the disciple, Bingxian, Bingfu, Bingyu, Bingyan, and Bingluo's hands.

There is one hundred Xuan stairs and two hundred Earth stairs."

The Supreme Master was shocked again, and he could not even hide his shock.

What a big deal!

Send out six heavenly-level swords in one fell swoop!

You know, even the total of all the heavenly magic weapons of several of the top ten immortal sects is less than six.

But Bingmou made another move, and a top-grade Xuan-level sword flew into his hand.

"Master, please look at it." Bingmouth said with his hands on his sword.

The Supreme Master was a little confused, but when he took the sword and looked at it briefly, his expression showed a look of surprise again.

"What a sharp sword intent!"

Although it was just a rough look, the Supreme One dared to be sure that the power of this Xuan-level top-grade sword is definitely not inferior to that of a Tian-level low-grade magic weapon! Whether it is the sword intent or momentum, its sharpness is even higher than what she saw

All the low-grade swords in the heavenly level. Moreover, the workmanship of this sword is far from comparable to ordinary heavenly level magic weapons. Even the inherited magic weapons and the Ice Soul Sword of their own sect are quite different from it.

"These swords are mixed with some divine gold. If appropriate conditions are created for them, each of them has the potential to advance to the divine level. Even if sufficient conditions are given to this sword in the disciple's hands, it is not an advanced level.

There is no possibility." Bingmou said.

The Supremes were stunned, their eyes were shocked, and they were unable to believe it.

After a while, the Supreme Court asked in disbelief: "Is this true?"

"Have you ever seen a disciple lie?" Bingmou said.

The Supreme Being stunned.

Looking at the three hundred swords floating in the air, my horror was difficult to dissipate for a long time.

After a long time, the Supreme Court asked, "When will he propose marriage?"

Bingmou was happy when he heard this, but he did not show any signs. He just said in a plain tone: "When he breaks through the Daocao and becomes famous all over the world!"

......

Kun Domain Pearl, the top of the Lingyao Mountain, and the altar where the Medicine Spirit Clan's Holy Tree is located.

As soon as Shi Chu came here, Lan Youmeng appeared beside Bing Chen.

Looking at her eyes, when she saw the jade coffin cast by the mysterious and cold jade under the Yin-Yang Medicine Spirit Tree, Lan Youmeng sighed lightly.

"When Jianling Sect saved her, there was little vitality left in her body. Now she can only maintain her physical body intact with the vitality of the Yin-Yang Medicine Spirit Tree." Bingchen said.

With lotus steps, Lan Youmeng came to the jade coffin and looked at the sleeping person inside, with a hint of love.

"This girl is also a person with a miserable life." Lan Youmeng said: "I was wandering with Mo Ran and almost buried in the mouth of a monster. Later, I joined my disciple and was captured because of my experience. Unfortunately, I died because of my experience.

, became Mo Ran’s natal puppet.”

At this point, Lan Youmeng's expression clearly showed a hint of pity.

"Her experience is somewhat similar to Youlian. They were captured by the so-called righteous sects of the Immortal Sect, and died because of their strong temperament, becoming the natal puppet of her sister." Lan Youmeng continued.

Hearing Lan You's anger and unwillingness in his dream, Bing Chen couldn't help feeling a little sad and a little inexplicably guilty.

He stepped forward and gently held Lan Youmeng's jade hand, Bing Chen wanted to speak but stopped.

"After this incident, I will go to the Blood Soul Sect to look for Youlian and others." Bingchen said after pondering for a while.

Looking at Bingchen, Lan Youmeng was a little complicated, and then she forced a smile and said, "Do you still want to leave the Blood Soul Sect?"

Bingchen was a little embarrassed, and with a little force on his hand, he brought Lan Youmeng into his arms.

"Why don't I want to go? You are my master and my wife. Blood Soul Sect is my sect. Youmeng, stop fighting, I'm sorry for you about the matter of Bingpo Sect, but besides Bingpo Sect,

I will not let any of the sects that have hurt you." Bingchen said.

Lan Youmeng's mouth curled slightly, but with force, she pushed Bingchen out several steps.

"Don't touch me until I forgive you." Lan Youmeng said.

Bingchen was a little embarrassed and touched his nose.

With a wave of his hand, the jade coffin opened.

Lan Youmeng pointed out with a point, and a wisp of soul power penetrated Qin Qingran's eyebrows.

After a few breaths, Qin Qingran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes. A familiar face that made her unbelievable was imprinted into her eyes. Qin Qingran was slightly shocked and subconsciously exclaimed: "Master!"

Lan Youmeng smiled with a pursed lips, and as her soul power surged, she helped Qin Qingran out of the jade coffin.

After a brief shock, Qin Qingran quickly knelt on both knees and bowed to Lan Youmeng.

"Disciple Qingran, pay homage to Master!"

Lan Youmeng smiled slightly and stepped forward to help him up gently.

"You've suffered." Lan Youmeng said softly.

A word hit Qin Qingran's heartstrings, making his originally strong appearance suddenly break his defense.

After rushing towards Lan Youmeng, two clear tears flowed down the corners of Qin Qingran's eyes.

"Master, I think I will never see you again. Sister, Qi Ning, we all miss you very much." Qin Qingran cried.

As he gently stroked Qin Qing's beautiful hair, Lan Youmeng secretly used his soul power to smooth out his emotions.

Under Lan Youmeng's comfort, it took a long time to calm down Qin Qingran's excitement. He wiped the corners of his eyes, looked at Bingchen, bowed and bowed, "Qingran pays holy son!"

Bingchen smiled, stepped forward and helped Qin Qingran up with his true energy, and said, "No need to be too polite, no need to be too polite."

Looking at Bingchen, Qin Qingran returned to his cold appearance, clasped his fists and bowed again: "I hope the Holy Son will forgive me for the offense of Qingran before."

"It's okay, it's okay." Bingchen said: "The incident happened suddenly before, and I don't have time to explain too much to you. However, if I have any offense before, please forgive me."

On the side, Lan Youmeng heard this and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Bingchen with a smile.
To be continued...