Leader Tongtian couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart when he heard Wei Shuyu's words of 'juejue'.

Jiejiao really needs such talents!

Moreover, this boy Wei Shuyu is extremely talented. He is an acquired human race, and he has cultivated to the true fairyland in just a few years. He is really a child of luck!

Now Wei Shuyu's cultivation level is enough, and there are some things he can do!

Leader Tongtian wanted to win over Wei Shuyu no matter what, so he decided to make a cruel trick this time!

Leader Tongtian drank a few glasses of wine and kept sighing, his eyes full of loneliness and frustration.

"In the past five years, I have tried my best, but I can't recover the remaining soul of the turtle spirit. I feel so uncomfortable..."

"I feel uncomfortable, Shuyu, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Wei Shuyu shook his head decisively.

"That's all, if you don't understand, just drink!"

I don't know how much wine I drank, but neither of them used magic to dispel the alcohol.

The leader of Tongtian even put ordinary wine into a green-skinned gourd. After converting it with the magic power of the saint, he poured it into Wei Shuyu and kept pouring Wei Shuyu's wine.

"I am a saint and am omnipotent, but I cannot save my disciples..."

Wei Shuyu looked decisive on the surface, but deep down he was touched by the words of the Tongtian Cult Leader.

"Yes, saints are not omnipotent..."

"Jie Jiao was known as the Ten Thousand Immortals who came to the court back then, but now, they are dead and disabled, Shuyu, I feel uncomfortable and heartbroken!" the Tongtian Cult Master said in an increasingly lonely tone.

Even though Wei Shuyu was beaten to death, he didn't expect a saint to be shameless and resorted to a cruel trick. He fell into the trap without paying attention, and was filled with emotions!

"Shu Yu, is there really no way to save the turtle spirit?" Leader Tongtian asked sincerely.

After Wei Shuyu hesitated for a moment, he slowly said: "There should be!"

Leader Tongtian smiled from the bottom of his heart, "You fell for the bait, you are too young to fight with me!"

"What solution?" Tongtian Cult Master's eyes showed hope.

"Perhaps we can imitate the Emperor Fuxi back then!"

"Reincarnation into reincarnation?"

"It's not that I have never thought about reincarnating the tortoise spirit, but it was only after Fuxi attained the Emperor's Path that he regained his true spirit..."

"After the turtle spirit enters reincarnation, it turns into a human race, but it is an ordinary acquired human race. How can it cultivate, recover, and regain its true spirit?" Tongtian Cult Leader was filled with sorrow.

Wei Shuyu was poured several glasses of spiritual wine by the leader of Tongtian Cult, and he blurted out: "Does this mean you don't believe in our people?"

"Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, and Cheng Chumo are all from the acquired human race, but haven't they also achieved the fruit of immortality now?"

"But...but I'm not worried!"

"Unless after the turtle spirit reincarnates, there is a human being who can teach him personally!"

"What's so difficult about this? I can do it!" Wei Shuyu burped and said confidently.

"Okay, it's settled, I respect you!" Leader Tongtian waited for Wei Shuyu to speak, and immediately poured a glass of wine for Wei Shuyu.

As soon as Wei Shuyu finished speaking, he looked at the smile on the face of Master Tongtian and regretted in his heart, "Oops! Marde has been tricked!"

Leader Tongtian decided to strike while the iron was hot and said: "They are keeping a close eye on me now. It is not convenient for me to enter reincarnation. I will leave the reincarnation of the tortoise spirit to Shu Yu!"

"I believe you!"

Wei Shuyu really wanted to say no, but if he said it, it would be thrown away, especially when facing a saint, and he had been in love with many people in the past few years, so he agreed and couldn't refuse...

Wei Shuyu shook his head helplessly and finally nodded.

"All right!"

"Drink, drink!" Master Tongtian continued to drink Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu drank a few more glasses of spiritual wine, and then asked proactively: "Why do you fall in love with me?"

"Chunfeng, isn't Li Chunfeng more suitable than the boy?"

Leader Tongtian immediately shook his head, "Chunfeng is suitable to inherit my Shangqing Sword Art, but he cannot take my Qingping Sword!"

"I'll be fine?"

"OK!"

"The saint thinks highly of the boy..."

"Jie Jiao only has this chance... I believe in you!" Leader Tongtian stared at Wei Shuyu and said seriously.

"How difficult it is to revive Jiejiao! How difficult it is to plan for the immortal saints!" Wei Shuyu shook his head.

"There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome, that's what you said!" Leader Tongtian picked up the vegetables and put down his chopsticks.

"Jie Jiao is already broke. In your words, he is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes!"

"Today, I may understand why the Second Sage of the West is so shameless and uses all means... to prosper the West!"

Wei Shuyu was getting drunker and shook his head, "But the Qingping Sword is too heavy. I'm not worthy of it and I can't afford it!"

"How do you know you can't pick up Qingping before you even try?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Wei Shuyu looked at the long cloth bag on the table with some confusion.

Wei Shuyu wanted to reach out and touch the long cloth bag, but immediately shook his head to regain his clarity. It was easy to pick it up but difficult to put it down.

Seeing Wei Shuyu retract his hand, the leader of Tongtian Cult sighed silently in his heart, "This kid is really stubborn, too stubborn!"

"The Qingping Sword still belongs to me, and I will lend it to you for five hundred years. No matter what the outcome is, as long as you have a clear conscience!" Tongtian Cult Master took a step back, without mentioning the possibility of Wei Shuyu joining the Jie Cult.

"Do you really just want to have a clear conscience?"

"A sage's words are recognized by heaven and earth!"

"good!"

Wei Shuyu picked up the bag easily.

The mouth of the bag was opened, and a burst of green light rose into the sky. The powerful sword energy was about to reach the sky!

Qingping Sword also seemed to understand its master's intention. When Wei Shuyu held the hilt of the sword, he deliberately withdrew the sword intention and nourished Wei Shuyu's Taoist body with the gentle sword energy!

"As expected of Qingping!" Wei Shuyu said with admiration. It is indeed the best innate spiritual treasure, the saint's enlightenment spiritual treasure!

Seeing Wei Shuyu pick up the Qingping Sword, Master Tongtian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and snickered, "As a human being, I don't believe that you don't try your best!"

After being in contact for a long time, Master Tongtian also knows that Wei Shuyu is a person who has a beginning and an end. Now that he has grasped Qingping, he will definitely do some things, and he will do it with all his heart!

"Come, come, come, I will tell you about my interception."

"The boy of water and fire is currently walking around Xiniu Hezhou holding my purple electric hammer."

"The demon king named Niu Demon King in Hezhou, Xiniu is my mount Kui Niu. We will teach you one of our own, so you can use it with confidence."

"Yunxiao, my most beloved disciple, is now being suppressed at the bottom of Qilin Cliff. I believe you have the ability to rescue Yunxiao. If the two of you are suitable, you can become a Taoist companion. I personally promised it!"

"There is also my most beloved disciple Wudang Shengsheng. She is now in Lishan Mountain. She is called Lishan Old Mother. It is a bit troublesome to ask her to come out... But I believe in you. You have the ability to be a Taoist companion, and I agree!

"

"My favorite disciple, Zhao Gongming, is now the God of Martial Arts in Heaven. You can find him..."

Wei Shuyu quickly called out, "How many disciples do you love the most?"

"I love every disciple!" Leader Tongtian said as a matter of course.

…

The next day, the early morning sunlight shone into Wei Shuyu's room.

Wei Shuyu opened his eyes subconsciously, and his mind was full of chaos, such as the sky at the bottom of Qilin Cliff, Wudang Lishan Mother, Zhao Gongming, the God of Martial Arts...

What is this!

When Wei Shuyu slowly sat up, he suddenly saw a familiar rectangular bag beside the bed.

Wei Shuyu couldn't help but trembled in his heart. He covered his eyes and opened the bag, and wisps of green light came from inside.

"Damn! Why is the Qingping Sword in my hand?"

"It's broken, it's trapped!"


Chapter completed!