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Chapter 15 Chu Yu

Chapter 15 Little Troublemaker Chu Yu

Chu Yu shook his head and looked at Qiankun, "I'm not crying."

Qiankun let out a sigh, patted his chest like a puff of smoke, and couldn't stop mumbling, "That's good, that's good."

"Hey, are you okay? If nothing happens, I will go back to the sword first. I have old arms and legs, so I need to rest more."

"etc--"

Chu Yu quickly stopped Qian Kun who was about to retract his sword.

Qiankun's face was full of annoyance, and he said helplessly: "What's the matter?"

"If I cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, will I really be able to see my mother?"

Chu Yu looked at Qiankun, with a hint of suspicion and nervousness in his eyes.

"Ouch." Qiankun clicked his tongue, "I thought it was something important."

"I am Qiankun, the best sword spirit in the world. I think you have read about it in ancient books. You should know that I am not some charlatan who cheats and deceives me."

Chu Yu nodded. He had indeed heard of Sword Spirit Qiankun, but it was recorded in ancient books that Sword Spirit Qiankun was a decisive and decisive character... He really couldn't relate it to the careless figure in front of him.

Qiankun said again: "Let me repeat it again, I was kind to your mother Chu Xin, so I came out to help you."

"You kid, don't think about those things that are not there. I, the most powerful sword spirit in the world, am I, Qian Kun, the best sword spirit in the world, do I have to lie to you about a kid who has unstable consciousness and weird body in the early stage of Qi refining?"

"Besides, my demands are not high. You just need to take me to the Sword Tomb."

"As for the restriction on you, I will tell you how to remove it, don't worry."

Chu Yu's expression changed, he pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, then asked: "Master Qiankun... When you say the restriction, do you mean the strange disease on my body?"

Qiankun's brows were so furrowed that he could kill a fly. He rubbed the non-existent goosebumps on his arms and looked like he had seen a ghost on his face.

"Hey, whatever you call me Master, just call me Qiankun!"

"Isn't it possible that the sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered as soon as you use spiritual power or practice? This is not a strange disease, your mother used to be like this. As long as this restriction is lifted, the speed of practice will be like..."

Qiankun held his head and pondered for a while, thinking about what to use to express his fast cultivation speed.

"It will be like flying with a sword, and your cultivation will go up in a swish."

Chu Yu's face did not show the happy look that Qiankun expected.

Qiankun tilted his head and thought for a while, "If you don't want to call me by my real name, then call me by your mother's name."

"Your mother is my adopted sister, so you are not allowed to call me uncle?"

Chu Yu lowered his head and ignored him.

Qiankun sighed, "Well, well, if you don't want to be called uncle, just call him Qiankun. You are really Chu Xin's son, and his temperament is exactly the same."

But Chu Yu hesitated and said: "Uncle."

Qiankun was so happy that a smile appeared on his face, "Hey, hey, my good nephew!"

Qiankun's figure gradually became blurry, and he said quickly: "Good nephew, I will give you the meeting gift when I go to the Sword Tomb tomorrow. Don't forget to bring your good uncle with you..."

Qiankun's figure was suddenly sucked into the long black sword engraved with simple patterns.

Chu Yu stepped forward and closed the scabbard.

What secrets are hidden in the sword tomb?



When Venerable Lingdi saw Ning Zhao, there was still a bit of shock on his face.

If he remembered correctly, before a cup of tea, his genius nephew Ning Zhao sent a transmission note saying that he was not feeling well and should go back to Xiaozhu Peak to rest.

What happened again? Could it be that his apprentice Chen Yang caused trouble again?

Venerable Lingdi greeted him with a smile on his face, "Ah Zhao, what's going on? Didn't you just say you were feeling unwell and wanted to go back to Xiaozhu Peak to rest?"

As the saying goes, you can't hit someone with a smiling face. No matter how much Ning Zhao hated Chen Yang, he couldn't do anything to the cheerful Lord Lingdi.

"The stream of light has stopped. I will go to the Sword Tomb tomorrow and come to my uncle specifically to ask for some spiritual talismans."

Venerable Lingdi exclaimed: "What! The stream of light is broken?"

"What's going on?"

Venerable Lingdi frowned, thinking of the thunder at Qingya Mountain two days ago.

"Could it be...could it be that it was struck by lightning?"

Yes, that’s right, it’s a young lady who was struck by lightning and was charred on the outside and tender on the inside~

Ning Zhao nodded and said seriously: "That's true."

The smile on Lord Lingdi's fat face froze, and he coughed twice in embarrassment, "Azhao, are you injured? Uncle Master here also has some elixirs that can strengthen the body and strengthen the body. If you need it, just ask

Open your mouth."

Ning Zhao shook his head and rejected Lord Lingdi's kindness, "I accept Master's kindness. It's not a serious problem, it's just that the streamer is broken, and it's hard to use without a sword."

"That's why I want to go to the Sword Tomb to draw the sword tomorrow. I came here today to ask for some spiritual talismans from my uncle."

Lord Lingdi waved his hand and took out a pack of painted talismans from his storage bag, "Azhao is too polite. There is no need for you and me to be so quarrelsome. These are the talisman papers I drew two days ago.

I only brought these, but I don’t know if they are enough.”

"If it's not enough, I'll go to Happy Curie to get it for you."

As an elder of the Lingjian Sect, Venerable Lingdi does not live on an independent mountain peak, but in a small courtyard on Qingya Mountain.

According to him, it's better to have more people and be more lively. What's the point of living alone on a hill with his disciples, having to use a telegraph to talk to people, and looking at flowers, plants and trees all day long?

A genuine smile appeared on Ning Zhao's face, and he took the storage bag from Lord Lingdi's hand.

"Thank you, uncle, this is enough."

Venerable Lingdi sighed and asked with concern: "But... I remember that the last time you went to Sword Tomb, you went with your brother and Tianhe. Are you going with them this time?"

Drawing a sword in the Sword Tomb becomes more dangerous every time. It is said that most of the swords in the Sword Tomb recognize their owners. If they find that you have more than one sword, they may think that you are in trouble and attack you.

Ning Zhao had already pulled out the flowing light at the Sword Tomb. If he goes to the Sword Tomb tomorrow, he will most likely be attacked by swords with spiritual consciousness.

Ning Yan and Ye Tianhe are already in the Golden Core stage, and they will be much safer with their company.

Ning Zhao shook his head, hesitated for a moment and then said: "No, I will go with my junior brother this time."

After hearing this, Venerable Lingdi almost jumped up from the ground in a hurry.

"What!"

"It's already dangerous enough for you to go to the Sword Tomb alone -" Why did you bring an oil bottle with you?

The unspoken words of Venerable Lingdi swirled in his mouth, but he took them back and said in a more euphemistic way, "With your junior brother's cultivation...it seems a little too early to draw the sword."

In the early stage of Qi refining, you have to go to the sword tomb to draw the sword? You are still sick and weak, so you are a little too confident!

Ning Zhao saw the thoughts of Lord Lingdi, but in her memory, the original owner Ning Zhao also went to the sword tomb to draw the sword with Ning Yan and Ye Tianhe during the Qi refining period.

Why can they all do it, but Chu Yu can’t?

"Thank you for your advice, uncle. It's just that...five years ago, I was in the Qi refining stage. Brother A and Senior Brother Ye were also in the Qi refining stage. Didn't we also break through?"

Venerable Lingdi sighed again, "Azhao, you may not know...the difficulty of drawing a sword in this sword tomb is determined based on the person with the highest cultivation level among the fellow travelers."

He frowned with two short black eyebrows and looked at Ning Zhao, "You have reached the golden elixir stage..." This means that if Chu Yu is in the sword tomb, it is very likely that he will also be attacked by the golden elixir stage.
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