"Yes, yes, I heard that you like spiritual fruits. There is a large spiritual fruit tree in the back mountain of our sect. Why not go with us to see it?"

Yun Zheng looked at their enthusiastic old faces, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She coughed heavily, "Although I like eating spiritual fruits very much..."

The leader of Shen'an Sect was happy and said happily: "Did you hear it? Yun Yatou likes to eat spiritual fruits, walk around, and go to the back mountain!"

Although she knew that they were so kind to Rong Shuo, they were a little too "passionate"?!

So, Yun Zheng was surrounded by the masters of Shen'an Sect and headed to the back mountain and picked a lot of spiritual fruits.

When Yun Zheng walked out of the gate of Shen'an Sect, her expression was a little dazed. She silently touched the storage ring on her finger.

There are so many spiritual fruits.

She took a deep breath. Just as she was about to return to Wanshuo Palace by the spiritual boat, the disciples guarding the mountain behind her ran to her side.

The disciples of the mountain guarded the mountain said sincerely: "Young Master Emperor, don't be sad. Even if everyone slanders you as a terrifying and violent little witch, we still believe you are a little fairy."

Yun Zheng was stunned.

"Thank you for trusting me."

Seeing this, the disciples guarding the mountain looked even more gentle and comforted: "You don't have to be too sad..."

"I'm not sad." Yun Zheng laughed. The disciples who should be sad should be the disciples who were beaten up by her.

The disciples of the Shoushan said stubbornly: "You have it, you just refuse to admit it."

Yun Zheng: "..."

After Yun Zheng sat on the spiritual boat, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She first took out the mysterious black box and wanted to study how it opened, it suddenly lit up.

A hot temperature came from its surface unexpectedly, which made Yun Zheng almost want to throw it away, but she grabbed it.

The temperature quickly became normal. She raised her eyebrows with interest, then took it and observed it carefully. There was a small gray and dark bead at the bottom of the small box.

She stretched out her fingertips and touched them.

In an instant, Yun Zheng felt a stinging pain from her fingertips. She hissed lightly because the fingertips were forcibly sucked by the small beads.

And it was absorbing her blood.

Yun Zheng's eyes were deep. When she was about to shake off the black box, suddenly, a dazzling red light came out, followed by a familiar aura of power.

After the light gradually dissipated, Yun Zheng raised her eyes and looked up. A red umbrella was suspended in the air. The handle of the umbrella was made of bamboo. Each umbrella branch had a golden bell hanging, with thirteen.

The umbrella surface is bright red, but there are no other patterns on it.

It seems ordinary, if you watch it for two or three seconds, you will feel dizzy in your mind. If you have a longer time, you will feel a faint stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, Qi Fan's excited voice came from Yun Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness, "Master, this is the Blood Bell Umbrella, one of the nine ancient artifacts!"

"With the edge of the umbrella as the boundary, the people or things that are shrouded will be protected by certain defense! The blood bell umbrella is mainly attacked with sound, and the bell rings, floating and sinking thousands of feet, and being injured thousands of miles away!"

"Blood Bell Umbrella?" Yun Zheng frowned slightly and looked at the red umbrella in the air in front of her vigilantly.

She found that the fingertips were no longer absorbed, and a piece of kraft paper fell from the black box, and she held the kraft paper in another hand.

Each person and an umbrella were confronting each other calmly, faintly, and there was another undercurrent floating.

Yun Zheng sent a message to the dwarf old man, "Qifan, you are the same artifact as it, ask why it appears here."

The old dwarf ran out immediately after hearing this.

He jumped to the table, then looked up at the blood bell umbrella in front of him, "Blood bell umbrella, I am the Hunyuan Tower weapon spirit, do you still remember me?"

As a result, the Blood Bell Umbrella did not respond to it.

Seeing this, the old dwarf felt wronged, and then left tears as big as beans, and he sniffed hard.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Master, it ignores me!!!"

The old dwarf looked at Yun Zheng with tears in his face, making Yun Zheng cover her face helplessly.

"You go back first." Yun Zheng ruthlessly stuffed the dwarf old man back into the Fengxing space.

In the boat room, she and this artifact blood bell umbrella were left. She raised her eyes and looked at the blood bell umbrella and asked slowly: "If you know Yun Junyue, just ring the bell."

"Clang~"

The blood bell umbrella trembled slightly and emitted the first syllable.

The little dwarf man in Fengxing Space felt aggrieved and angry when he saw this scene. Why did the Blood Bell Umbrella ignore him?!

As the old dwarf thought about it, some fragments of memory suddenly flashed through his mind, about the Blood Bell Umbrella.

He suddenly realized that among the nine artifacts, the Blood Bell Umbrella seemed to have no instrument spirit. No, it cannot be said that there is no instrument spirit. It should have never appeared before.

The Blood Bell Umbrella is a mysterious one among the nine ancient artifacts, because it rarely communicates with other artifact spirits.

The little dwarf old man quickly told Yun Zheng these words.

When Yun Zheng heard this, her eyes slightly condensed.

She asked: "Did Yun Junyue tell you what happened?"

"Clang~"

The bell sounded again, and this time a bell from the blood bell umbrella pointed at the kraft paper that Yun Zheng held in her hand.

Yun Zheng pursed her lips, she picked up the kraft paper and opened it. It contained flowing words on it, which read:

Zheng'er, Dad feels very guilty and has not been by your side forever. If you see this letter, you should have grown up.

Before writing this letter, I had decided to go to the Shengxu, because I was going to a higher-level continent to help your mother fight for destiny. Daddy wishes you to be safe and healthy. If you have great ambitions, Daddy is also very pleased. Daddy is a gentleman on the surface, but he is a complete madman in his bones. So, let your destiny be protected.

My mother misses you, so is my father.

This ancient artifact Blood Bell Umbrella is left to protect you by my father. It has extremely strong defense ability, so it should be able to protect you.

Zheng'er, don't be afraid, don't be anxious, dad and mother will meet you.

Writing - Father, Yun Junyue.

After reading this letter, Yun Zheng felt quite complicated. Her fingers curled up slightly and her red lips pursed into a straight line.

"Dad..." She lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice, "Fight for destiny? What kind of destiny is it for destiny?"

Yun Zheng always felt that everything her father did was around her and her mother. What secrets were hidden in it?

At this moment, the blood bell umbrella shone, and it turned into a beautiful red bracelet and landed in front of her, and it also made a "clang~".

Yun Zheng looked up and reached out to take the bracelet. A cool touch came from the palm of her palm.

"From now on, you will be called Jiuyun."

The father gave it to him by his father's surname.
Chapter completed!