The first thousand and seventy-two chapters are not strict in teaching, and the teacher is lazy
Wei Huarou did not leave immediately, but turned her palms, and strands of the immortal family's veins suddenly emerged. She frowned and said: "I am afraid that this trip to the lower realm will be at the cost of destroying a life object. I am in the Fourteenth Realm.
...There are many people who travel between the upper realm and the lower realm and are deprived of the rules of heaven and earth. Ding Muchen, don’t you have any expression?”
"Natural, natural."
Ding Muchen smiled and said: "You came to the lower world for me, so naturally I won't show any sign of it."
As he spoke, Ding Muchen gently raised his hand and flew out a magic weapon from his storage bag, which was a gleaming glazed jade. He smiled and said, "This Taoist jade is from the last time I entered the inner demon's lair.
The one I found has abundant spiritual energy and profound luck in the Xian family, and is worthy of being the natal object of Master Wei. I will give this to you as compensation."
"Thanks."
Wei Huarou was not polite and put the jade into her pocket without any hesitation, and said with a smile: "Besides informing Lin Zhao that Xiao Jiu'er is still alive and is next to the Sword Immortal Lin Qing'er in the upper realm, what else can you do?"
"There is one more thing that is also very important."
Ding Muchen walked to the cliff of the Conferred God Platform, looked down at the lower realm, raised his hand and pointed, and suddenly thousands of clouds broke through, and the appearance of the lower realm appeared in front of his eyes. Ding Muchen's finger fell straight on somewhere in the wilderness of the Northern Territory, and said: "
Please help me tell my junior brother that over the years, when I have been sitting on the Conferred God Platform and observing the world, I have felt that there is a very strong causal resonance between this place in the depths of the wild mountains and seas and me. Now that I can’t leave, I will leave it to my junior brother.
Please help me take a trip and help me find out."
"Um."
Wei Huarou nodded: "I understand."
"also."
Ding Muchen said meaningfully: "Since Junior Sister Wei has decided to go to the lower realm, there is no need to rush back. Anyway, the next offensive of the Inner Demon Army will not come too soon. You can take charge of the lower realm for a while. After all, although the little junior brother is around
Thirteen realms, twelve realms are like clouds, but there is no fourteenth realm, and we are attacking the lair of the demon tribe. God knows if there are any old monsters hiding there, and with you here we can make better plans."
"good."
Wei Huarou nodded: "In that case, I will wait until Lin Zhao completely destroys the demon clan's ancestral land before I come back to avoid changes."
With that said, Wei Huarou turned around and looked at his senior brother, Dao Sheng Lieyun, and said, "Senior brother, what do you have to say?"
Lie Yun chuckled lightly: "Since we are going to the lower world, why not... take your precious disciple with you. He must be more than ten years old after staying in the Taoist ancestral land for so long. He is a thirteenth born with Taoist luck.
The repair of the Jing Jian should be good, but sharpening it in the upper realm is too dangerous, so we might as well let her stay with Lin Zhao. Anyway... there is a causal bond between her and Lin Zhao."
"knew."
Wei Huarou smiled happily, then raised her sword and left.
…
In the Taoist ancestral courtyard, deep in the courtyard, a stone wall is covered with texture, similar to a screen wall. In the center of the screen wall, strands of dark blue and fiery red veins are intertwined. Although they are incompatible with each other, they are in harmony with each other.
And Xing, although they are not blended, there is some blending gesture. A gem surrounded by water and fire is inlaid in the center of the stone wall. It is deep inside and has a unique cave.
"Whoosh!"
Wei Huarou stepped and flew into the cave deep in the ancestral court, and suddenly a silver bell-like laughter came to her ears: "Master, you are back!"
Among the lush mountains and rivers, a little girl dressed in a light blue dress, walking as fast as flying, flying barefoot from the grass, opened her hands to give Wei Huarou a big hug.
Wei Huarou had a smile on her face, showing a little helplessness, and held the little girl in her arms.
"Master, I want to lift it high!"
The little girl laughed loudly.
"Okay, lift it high!"
Wei Huarou raised her hand and lifted the little girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old high. When the Taoist master squinted his eyes, he found that everything in the little girl's spiritual ruins seemed to be changing again. At this time, she
The heart of the sword has become more and more flawless, shining like a piece of jade from heaven and earth. Around the heart of the sword, wisps of water and fire are lingering, forming a pattern of water and fire blending.
In addition, the four natal flying swords in the little girl's spirit ruins have all been sharpened to the point where they are extremely sharp.
The little girl's name is Lie Yu.
The surname is taken from the Taoist saint Lieyun who rescued him from the snowy Tianchi, and the name is taken from herself. Although she is young, she has already cultivated a thirteenth realm of swordsmanship, and her sword heart has returned to its original nature.
Even better than the Bing Sheng Ding Muchen back then. More importantly, the layout of the Taoist ancestral court on the snow-covered Tianchi was truly completed. A thirteen-level sword with a "blending of water and fire" in the Lingxu.
Xiu, possessing a supreme sword heart, such a seedling can no longer be summarized as a sword fairy embryo. In fact, the Taoist ancestral family trained her for the fifteenth realm of sword cultivation.
At the beginning, Taoist ancestors and Taoist saints spent a lot of effort.
As for this little girl's previous life, she was actually not very powerful. She was the handsome young master of the Shanhaiguan Palace, Shi Yu, and a mere nine-level sword cultivator.
"well……"
Wei Huarou sighed to herself, suddenly feeling helpless. In fact, in a sense, the appearance of Lie Yu was just competing with Lin Zhao to be the first fifteenth realm sword cultivator in the world. However, Lie Yu was Lin Zhao's old friend.
We know each other, and the relationship between the two is quite good.
Nowadays, Lie Yu has gone through a long road, and only a few fragments of her past life memories are left. Even her mind has returned to its original nature. Her mind in front of her is at most equivalent to that of a six or seven-year-old child.
Regardless, her senior brother asked her to take Lie Yu to Lin Zhao, which must have a deep meaning.
She smiled slightly: "Yu'er, master will take you to play in the lower world, okay?"
"good!"
The little girl smiled and nodded.
…
Tianchi in the snow, a garden on the top of the mountain.
Lin Zhao stood on the top of the mountain, looking far to the north and observing the sky at night.
In fact, he didn't understand anything about the astronomical phenomena. He just looked at the stars in the sky and found them pleasing to the eye. Beside him, Zhi Zhi and Tong Yu were sitting on the ground, warming up their swordsmanship. Farther away, Liu Liying was holding a folding fan.
It was whirling up and down in the back mountain, leading wisps of spiritual energy to the villa on the top of the mountain. It was particularly beautiful with its golden body.
"Buzz~~~"
Suddenly, a wisp of golden ripples appeared in the sky, and then two indifferent breaths, covered by a wisp of heavenly secrets, landed quietly on the top of the mountain top garden. One was a person dressed in rust gold.
The Taoist master Wei Huarou was wearing a Taoist robe, and the other was a little girl who had changed into a dark blue skirt.
"Um?"
Zhi Zhi and Tong Yu stood up together.
Lin Zhao turned around and was filled with surprise. He looked at the stunningly beautiful female crown and couldn't believe his eyes: "Cun'er??"
"Um!"
Wei Huarou nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, long time no see..."
"Yeah, it's been a long time."
Lin Zhao looked delighted: "Coming to the lower realm this time?"
"There are a few things, no rush."
Wei Huarou led the little girl over and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you first. This is my disciple, Lie Yu."
The moment Lin Zhao looked at Lie Yu, he felt his head go blank, and then there was an extremely strong resonance of cause and effect, and images of himself and that woman when he was a boy appeared in his mind.
The scene of the palace marshal leading the horse side by side was followed by the tragic scene of the female palace marshal dying in the battle. In the end, her body was preserved after she begged Mrs. Xu.
At the same time, the little girl named "Lie Yu" also looked at Lin Zhao. Suddenly a thunderbolt flashed in her mind, and her whole body seemed to be petrified. Some memories from her previous life slowly came to mind in her mind.
In the clip, I remembered that I was the young master Yu of Shanhaiguan, and the young man in front of me was Lin Baiyi, the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the human race whom I followed back then.
"Lin...Lin Zhao..."
The little girl suddenly took the initiative and shouted.
Lin Zhao also shuddered and said: "Cun'er, Lie Yu... Could it be that Lie Yu belongs to the Young Master..."
"Um."
Wei Huarou nodded: "Yes, this was also one of the plans of the Taoist ancestral court on the snow-covered Tianchi. It caused a shock in the Taoist ancestral court as far back as the day Young Master Yu was born. He was born with uncut jade and the heart of the sword knows all things.
, It’s a pity that there were some shackles in Shao Shiyu’s previous life, so after Shao Shiyu died in the battle, the Mo family’s ancestral family reincarnated her into Lie Yu by means of reversing the situation.”
She frowned and said: "Blessings come from misfortunes, misfortunes come from blessings. After carrying such a great road, Lie Yu's mind has been affected to some extent, so although he can remember some fragments of his past life, his mind is still the same.
It’s not too high.”
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Zhao lowered one knee, squatted in front of Lie Yu, pinched her rosy little face, and said with a smile: "She is just a little girl after all!"
"snort!"
Lie Yu remembered that he was Young Master Yu. Seeing Lin Zhao like this, he immediately became angry. Unfortunately, the sound he hummed was milky. In the blink of an eye, the memory fragments about Young Master Yu were thrown aside, no matter what the Shanhaiguan Palace was.
Handsome, now that we have arrived at a strange mountaintop resort, we must have a good time!
"Lin Zhao."
She put her hands on her hips and said, "Can you make a wooden horse?"
"Yes!"
Lin Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "But I am the master of the mountain, is it my turn to do it myself? If you want to play with the Trojan horse, just ask Uncle Lin Zhujie to make one for you!"
"real?"
The little girl's eyes shine.
"Linzhu Festival!"
Lin Zhao gave a soft drink, and the young swordsman in an ivy-colored gown appeared in front of him. He sighed helplessly: "What...you want to play with the Trojan horse? Come with me, I'll do it for you, let's go to the side
Go ahead and play, don’t disturb the adults’ opinions.”
"okay!"
The little girl jumped up and sat on Lin Zhujie's shoulders. Lin Zhujie almost knelt down and couldn't laugh or cry. This was a thirteenth-level great swordsman sitting on her shoulders!
Wei Huarou watched Lin Zhujie carrying Lie Yu away, and couldn't help but smile lightly and said: "Lie Yu grew up in the Taoist ancestral home. She didn't meet many people, but her cultivation level was extremely high, so she brought her here."
After a lot of hard work in the lower realm, you have to control her more and not let her temper become completely wild, otherwise it will not be a good thing for the human world."
"If the teaching is not strict, the teacher will be lazy."
Lin Zhao grinned and said, "I won't wade into this muddy water!"
"snort!"
Wei Huarou wanted to punch this guy, but she pursed her red lips and said: "Lin Zhao, let me tell you something, Xiao Jiu'er is not dead. Mr. Fu Sheng went back in time and saved her life. Today's Xiao Jiuer
Jiu'er is in the upper realm, practicing with Master Lin Qing'er, and has returned to the Twelve Realms."
"What!?"
Lin Zhaoru was struck by lightning and stood there, surprised and happy.
