The old man from the Wan family said a low and solemn voice, and it exploded like spring thunder in the ears of the two masters. Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

The two masters looked at the old man sitting opposite him for a moment, then stood up from the rattan chair with tears in their eyes. They never dreamed that the head of the Wan family, who had great internal skills, wanted to

It represents Xuwu to teach Lingyu two major secrets of Xuanxu Temple!

The old man, Professor Chang and Wan Lin and others also stood up. The old man looked at the excited Master Tianjue and said, "Miaozhen, Lingyu is still young and has insufficient skills. She cannot fully understand the mystery of the secret book, so I

Give these two secret books to you and teach them on your behalf. At the same time, you and Nianci can also benefit from the secret books."

The old man followed and said, "Nianci, go and call Lingyu over and bring me the dagger from Xuanxu Temple." Nianci agreed with tears in his eyes, twisting his voice.

He pulled Lingling to run out the door, and the two of them ran in with a confused look on Lingyu.

Master Nian Ci pulled Ling Yu to the hollowed-out ground in the house. She took the dagger from the Xuanxu Temple from Ling Yu's hand, bowed and held the dagger in front of the old man of the Wan family.

Master Tianjue's eyes were filled with tears and pulled Lingyu in front of her. She said in a trembling voice: "Lingyu, kneel down!" The girl looked up at the two masters, and knelt on the ground with a blank expression.

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In the spacious living room, the old man from the Wan family stood quietly in the open space of the living room. Wan Lin stood on his grandfather's left holding an antique wooden box in both hands, and Xiaoya and Lingling stood straight on his right side. Professor Chang

He also stood up from the rattan chair, with a look of relief on his face.

Xiao Miao, Jingyi, Shanshan and Xiao Min, who were playing with Lingyu in the yard just now, saw the teacher and Lingling sister hurriedly bringing Lingyu into the house, and the few people rushed to the door of the living room.

They saw grandpa and others standing in the living room with serious expressions. They all stopped in shock and stared at the solemn living room. The huge living room was silent.

The old man from the Wan family looked at Lingyu quietly and knelt on the ground. He raised his hands and took the dagger held in Master Nian Ci's hand and handed it to Xiaoya. The old man then stretched out his hands and took the solemn expression of Wan Lin's hand.

The wooden box was worn.

The old man from Wan family held the wooden box in his left hand and gently opened the lid with his right hand. He focused on looking at the two ancient books placed in the yellow satin, and a burst of tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He then looked up at the blue sky outside the window and murmured: "Old friend of Void, Wan Hong lives up to his responsibilities, and finally found the successor of the Xuanxu Temple's unique skills for you!"

When the old man said this, he suddenly took a deep breath. He looked up at the clear sky and raised his internal strength and said, "Xuwu, this successor is not an outsider, she is Miaozhen and your daughter's disciple. Did you hear it and see it?"

The old man raised his internal force and said something loud, but there was a powerful internal force in his voice, and the glass of several open windows emitted a "buzzing" vibration.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a breeze suddenly blew in from outside the window, and the clothes and curtains of several people in the room were clamoring in the breeze. In the breeze that was blowing through his face, Tianjue Shitai, who had his hands folded and his eyes drooped.

Suddenly shed tears, she looked out the window and murmured: "Xuwu, Miaozhen is back!"

The old man from Wan family stared at the blue sky quietly, and he suddenly smiled in the breeze blowing. He held the open wooden box with both hands and raised it high, looking out the window and said loudly: "Nothing, you see it.

OK." After saying that, he looked at Master Tianjue who was crying in tears and shouted in a deep voice: "Miaozhen!"

Master Tianjue trembled suddenly, she turned around and lowered her eyes and replied, "Miaozhen is here." At this moment, she no longer called herself Tianjue, but picked up the Tao in Xuanxu Temple again.

She knew that Old Donor Wan passed the secret book of Xuanxu Temple to her Miaozhen disciple, not her Tianjue disciple.

The old man from Wan family looked at Master Tianjue intently, and suddenly a cold air appeared on his body. He said in a deep voice: "Miaozhen, today, I represent the head of Xuanxu Temple, Taoist Master Xuwu, and solemnly passed on Xuanxu Temple for hundreds of years.

The two secret books and Lingyu are taught by you and Nianci temporarily!”

As the cold air suddenly surged from the old man's body, a cold air also emerged from the body of Master Tianjue. The cold air gushed out of the two masters immediately caused the room temperature in the living room to drop sharply, and a white mist followed.

It rises from the living room.

The spacious living room is covered with white mist, and the solemn figures become shadows. The spacious living room is suddenly filled with a mysterious color.

Ling Yu, who was kneeling on the ground and Xiao Min, who was standing at the door, all widened their eyes in the cold air that surged out of the room. They couldn't help but shivered.

In the white mist, the two masters bowed to face the old man of the Wan family. Master Tianjue slowly stretched out his hands forward, and the sleeves of her wide arms were trembling slightly.

The old man from the Wan family looked at the hands of Master Tianjue stretching out, and bowed and slowly placed the wooden box held high in the air in the hand of Master Tianjue.

Master Tianjue took the wooden box with both hands, and she shouted sharply: "Lingyu, thank you Senior Wan, the head of the Wan family!" At this time, Lingyu, who was kneeling on the ground, had already realized that she had become the Xuanxu Temple.

The successor of the secret technique. She was in tears of excitement in her eyes, and she leaned down with her hands, bowed her head and kowtowed several times in a row.

The old man looked at Lingyu quietly. His hands hanging beside him slowly raised upwards, and a powerful palm wind came out. Lingyu, who was kneeling on the ground, rose from the ground with the palm wind, and followed.

Just as she kept her kneeling position in the air, she slowly fell to the ground facing the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

As soon as Ling Yu fell to the ground, the old man's low voice rang out: "Ling Yu, knock on the master of Xuwu, the head of Xuanxu Temple!" Ling Yu quickly leaned on the ground with both hands, and knocked three times out of the window with "bang bang bang bang".

Ringtou.

At this moment, Master Tianjue's eyes were filled with tears, holding the ancient wooden box in his hand, twisting his body to face the window. At this moment, Master Tianjue's body was still emitting a cold air, she looked up

Looking at the blue sky outside the house, murmured in a low voice: "Xuwu, you received the gift from the old donor to Wan. Miaozhen will not disappoint you. You will definitely pass on the two unique skills to assist the old donor to Wan.

With Lingyu, and let her pass on it from generation to generation. Miaozhen assures you that the unique skills of Xuanxu Temple will never disappear!”
Chapter completed!