Xuying looked at him silently, which made Lu Xinghe's heart tremble.

Why doesn't this guy speak?

You don’t want to regret it, do you?

After waiting for a full ten minutes, Xuying sighed and said: "Oh, Wuju's character has changed drastically, and he will never be able to follow the great path for the rest of his life. Why do you bother to learn from him?"

Thinking of Nuwa who was still bowing outside and wearing extremely cool clothes, Lu Xinghe rarely blushed.

"Wishful grudges, that's called happy grudges, and they are connected with the way of swordsmanship..."

Facing Lu Xinghe's sophistry, Xuying rolled his eyes: "If you have the ability, you can say the same to the Sword Sect. Those old guys promise not to kill you, but at most they will kill you like a stick!"

Which Wanjie cooking school is the best? Wanjie Digeng looks for Jianzong!

Not only are they good at chopping stuffing, but they are also good at cutting sticks...

Lu Xinghe trembled all over and shook his head vigorously: "Sword Sect is too far away for me. Let's practice this sword before we talk!"

Lu Xinghe felt excited when he thought about the grand scene of Ten Thousand Swords returning to his clan in the future.

As long as he stood in the middle of the field, all the swords would automatically fly to recognize their master. The scene was really shocking.

Xuying looked at him with a slight disappointment: "This sword alone is enough to inherit the inheritance of my lord! Unfortunately, Pangu is more suitable..."

It seems that he is still dissatisfied with Lu Xinghe's cultivation, and regrets that Pangu did not change his training in swordsmanship.

Now that there is no one to replace him, he can only choose Lu Xinghe.

At least he likes Lu Xinghe more than the scheming sage Hongjun.

After recognizing Lu Xinghe, Xuying explained his origin: "I am the Sword Thirteen of the Sword Sect. In order to avenge his beloved wife, he committed suicide alone at the gate of the Demon Sect and massacred three million people of the Demon Sect.

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"In the end, he was defeated by the Blood Demon, the first leader of the Demon Sect. Fortunately, with the help of Master Pangu, his Taoist heart did not fall into the hands of the Blood Demon, and he was willing to help Pangu become a master."

"It's a pity that he was unwilling to give up his powerful magical power, and finally abandoned me on the battlefield between gods and demons, leaving me for someone destined to be destined!"

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Jian Shisan, who had been lonely for countless years, kept talking about his experiences.

Jian Zong Jian Shisan is the thirteenth master of Jian Zong, which shows how powerful Jian Zong is!

It's just that Jian Zong generally has a bad temper and always thinks that he is the boss and the second in command.

Just like the flat-headed brother in the animal world, he takes life and death lightly and will do whatever he doesn’t want!

For example, Jian Shisan attacked the Demon Sect alone. Although the Demon Sect suffered heavy casualties, he still died in the end.

As of today, only five of the thirteen sages of the Sword Sect have survived!

The Sword Sect pays attention to gratification and grudges, and if you die, you will die, and you will not seek revenge.

This is also the reason why Jian Zong can survive to this day!

Jian Shisan only cares about one thing: "If you have the opportunity to go to Jian Zong, take care of my daughter, Jian Xin!"

Lu Xinghe would not let go of the opportunity to care about beautiful women and resolutely accepted this important task.

"Don't worry, as long as I go to Jianzong, I guarantee that no one will dare to bully your daughter!"

Jian Shisan glanced at him with a strange expression and left a token: "This is my storage ring. If you wear it, my daughter will be gentler, ahem..."

"Okay, I've explained everything that needs to be explained. Now I'll help you absorb the sword's heart!"

The phantom then collapsed and merged into Lu Xinghe's body, causing him to instantly burst out with a venerable aura.

Of course, all this is just an appearance, and Lu Xinghe's cultivation level has not improved anything.

But after Kenshin felt his momentum, he couldn't wait to fly towards him.

Lu Xinghe quickly stretched out his palms to place his palms on the sword's core and began a long process of absorbing it.

The cultivation and understanding of Jian Shisan is very simple, the only thing in mind is the sword!

No matter what moves the opponent uses or what five-element spells the opponent uses, all he needs to do is defeat them with one sword.

Compared to the fancy teleportation function, Jian Shisan's sword is extremely simple.

That is to use the fastest speed, the most powerful attack, and the shortest time to kill the opponent with one sword.

Either you die or I die. This is the sword intention of the Sword Sect!

Lu Xinghe just wanted to give them a review, you idiot!

If you can't fight and escape, why do you have to fight to the end?

Just like Jian Shisan met the Blood Demon, the two people's cultivation levels were greatly different, and the only way to die was to fight hard.

However, Jian Shisan was not convinced and insisted on walking towards death!

It took so long to absorb the sword heart this time, so long that Lu Xinghe lost track of time.

The energy possessed by the Venerable Heart was so huge that Lu Xinghe could only absorb it a little bit.

A little more might burst his body!

And the huge comprehension of sword intention took up most of Lu Xinghe's time.

When he fully absorbed Kenshin and opened his eyes, he found that his whole body was covered with dust, and his whole body was like a statue.

"Oh, one hundred thousand years, a whole hundred thousand years..."

Lu Xinghe sighed deeply, embarked on the path of cultivation, and cut off all emotions.

If a person goes into seclusion for a hundred thousand years, what relatives and friends will be left alive?

I'm afraid the whole family has perished!

I wonder if Jiufeng and the others are okay...

The sword heart was absorbed and the palace disappeared. Lu Xinghe suddenly felt happy.

Nuwa still maintained her bowing posture, her big eyes full of numbness.

After being tortured like this for more than 100,000 years, she only had one thought.

Let her go, just let her go and agree to any conditions...

Snapped!

Lu Xinghe slapped her proudly: "Nuwa, give you a chance to be my little maid!"

The originally numb eyes were filled with hatred again, and Nuwa roared angrily: "You are dreaming..."

Lu Xinghe shrugged helplessly: "It seems that we have to be honest with each other. How uncomfortable is it to keep talking in secret?"

Nuwa stared at Lu Xinghe inexplicably, not knowing what he meant.

What does this bastard want to do?

"ah……"

With an exclamation, Nuwa finally understood the meaning of being frank.

Having lost her last fig leaf, her brain exploded and she fainted.

Shame, huge shame!

What face does she have to show off to others...

At this moment, Nuwa wished she could die forever and never wake up again.

It's a pity that in front of Lu Xinghe, a newly promoted venerable, she can't die even if she wants to.

A huge amount of magic power entered her body, and she soon woke up due to stimulation.

Lu Xinghe smiled evilly and took off the last piece of clothing: "Nu Wa, do you want to be my maid, or do you accept punishment?"

Nuwa, whose Taoist heart was severely damaged, had nothing to heal her wounds for a hundred thousand years.

At this moment, my body is empty and I can't use any magic power.

She closed her eyes in despair: "Lu Xinghe, even if I die, I will not be your maid, so just come!"

Lu Xinghe held her face in his hands: "Okay, then I will fulfill your wish and punish you until you become my maid, hahaha..."

"You bastard, I will never let you go, ah..."
Chapter completed!