"Since it has chosen you, there will be a lot of opportunities in the future. No spiritual treasure is willing to be left here." Jian Twelve said slowly: "In any case, this Zhuhuang Sword is the best god-level spiritual treasure and is priceless.
, I don’t know how many people in the imperial court dream of getting such a treasure, you must keep it carefully and never fall into the hands of others."
Yuan Futu nodded and said in a deep voice: "Where the sword is, the man is there, but when the sword dies, the man dies!"
In this sword tomb, Jian Twelve saw that Yuan Futu had such an encounter, and he was full of emotions. Although Pang De was so talented, he could even be said to be the future young master of the Sword Sect, but now he is digging
A new star with more potential has emerged, and he is still full of hope for the future of Jianzong.
…
The night was deep, and on a mountain peak not far from the main peak of the Sword Sect, there was a place where many inner disciples lived, including an attic, which was richly decorated and displayed many treasures that were considered priceless in the mortal world.
Pound supported his body with crutches and trudged to the lobby. He looked through the window lattice at the dense dark clouds in the distance. This obscure scene was just like his state of mind, without any brilliance.
His life bead was completely destroyed, and the almost broken fragments were scattered in the sea of souls. It will not be long before it will turn into nothingness, and he will also turn from the ranks of practitioners into an ordinary mortal, and will never be seen again in the future.
Unable to practice.
The severe pain all over his body made it difficult for him to walk. Even walking from the second floor to here was extremely difficult. His whole body was soaked, and his pale face was lifeless, looking like an expressionless zombie.
At this moment, a sword light struck, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the courtyard outside the lobby, and a mature and graceful figure gradually emerged.
Lin Wan'er's breath seemed a little heavy. Although she had regained some strength, it was still difficult for her to wield a sword. She fell several times during this period and finally managed to reach Pang De's residence.
"What are you still doing here?!" Pound raised his head and looked at the woman he was once crazy about. The anger that had already burned through his organs rose again, and he said in a sinister tone.
Lin Wan'er was dressed in white, looking elegant and quiet, and said, "What are your plans for the future?"
"Are you here to see my joke? What future does a useless person have? In a few days, the Sword Sect will send me back to the Dai Viet Dynasty. By then, I will only be a young master with no power to restrain a chicken.
I can't sense a trace of the vitality of heaven and earth!" Pang De said fiercely.
Lin Wan'er's face darkened, and she said: "I just hope that when you return to the Dai Viet Dynasty, you can stay in peace and not embarrass our Lin family."
Pang De sneered, "I am not the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves people in distress. You put it nicely. I, Pang De, fell into such a situation because of your gift. I might as well tell you that I have sent someone to deliver a letter to the Grand Master's residence.
When the time comes, dad will uproot your Lin family to vent my hatred!"
"You...!" Lin Wan'er was most worried about this situation, and said, "You are like this because you are entirely to blame, and it has nothing to do with anyone else!"
Pang De's eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It has nothing to do with others? I, Pang De, have outstanding talents and a high status in the Sword Sect. There are countless women who want to have sex with me, but you refuse to give in.
Instead, he teamed up with that mountain man to deal with me. I will never swallow this bad breath!"
"If you want to vent your anger, just come towards me and don't touch my family!" Lin Wan'er said anxiously.
Pang De smiled coldly, "My father only has a son like me. He originally expected me to become the sword master and then influence the government of Dai Viet, and help his position in the court become more stable, but he didn't expect that he would lose at the hands of a pair of idiots like you."
Here, if he doesn't copy the entire Lin family, then his position as grand master will be in vain. I sent this letter two hours ago using a secret method. I'm afraid you will see the bodies of everyone in the Lin family tomorrow.
!”
"No, I won't let this happen!"
Lin Wan'er knew Pound very well. Now that his soul has been destroyed, he is equivalent to a useless person. With his personality, he will never give up, so he rushed over impatiently. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't stop him.
Pound threw the crutches to the ground, laughed ferociously and said, "This is the price you have to pay!"
Taishi Pang's power in the Dai Viet Dynasty could be said to be overwhelming with one hand, and it would be easy to eradicate the declining Lin family.
"no!"
Lin Wan'er waved her sleeves, and a hazy light flashed under her feet, and she staggered away, but not in the direction of the main peak of the Sword Sect.
Pang De sat down panting, a smug sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Even if I die... I won't make it easy for you couple!"
…
Yuan Futu stayed in the Sword Tomb for a long time, listening to the sect leader Jian Twelve talk about many things about the Sword Sect in the past, including many unknown secrets. When he came out from inside, it was already bright.
Yuan Futu stretched and asked out of curiosity: "Sect Master, I think a powerful monk can completely destroy a country in the mortal world, right?"
Jian Twelve smiled and said: "This is a bit exaggerated, but if it is really a master who has reached the realm of transformation and above, he does have this ability, but there is a clear boundary between the imperial world and the mortal world, and they do not invade each other.
, but practitioners in the imperial court world can join the world."
Yuan Futu frowned and said, "In other words, will there be monks in the mortal world?"
"There are many practitioners who value power and sex in the human world or use the power of the mortal world to help them achieve certain goals. Therefore, there are some powerful monks in many dynasties. Of course, you want to invite monks to work in the dynasty.
It is difficult to bow down in front of others, unless the dynasty is extremely large and has the resources they want."
Yuan Futu thought that the scale of the Dai Yue Dynasty was at the forefront across the land of Kyushu, and it should have accumulated a lot of powerful monks. Otherwise, Pang De would not be easily sent to the Tianxuan Sword Sect to practice. He must be a certain cultivator.
The one who pulled the string.
At this moment, a sword light struck and stopped in front of the two of them. The person who came was the inner disciple Ao Tianbo.
"The sect master, the elder, Wan'er left the Tianxuan Sword Sect without authorization and returned to the Dayue Dynasty."
"Her injury hasn't healed yet, why are you in such a hurry to go back?!" Yuan Futu said in astonishment.
Ao Tianbo shook his head, "I'm not sure, but a disciple saw her last night near the attic where Pang De lives."
"Could it be...!" Yuan Futu suddenly guessed something.