The two-dimensional life starting from Douluo

"Okay, you should leave. If you don't leave, the masters from Duke Qi's mansion will arrive."

The young woman in palace clothes reminded.

"Thanks for the reminder, sister."

Song Yan nodded, and then looked at Miss Shishi: "Miss Shishi, take care, I'll take the first step, and I will come to see you when I have the chance."

Song Yan had no intention of getting involved with Miss Shishi, and regarded her more as a musical confidant.

"Master, be careful." Miss Shishi said softly, but her face under the veil showed a bit of worry.

"I will."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already at the city gate.

Seeing Song Yan suddenly disappearing, the young woman in palace attire and the man with goatee, Old Zhou, were both stunned.

"Is he teleporting?"

"No, it should be the legendary magical power."

The young woman in palace clothes shook her head, and then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips: "It seems that this little guy is even more outstanding than I thought."

In the outer city, in a low courtyard.

Zhou Yun was carefully sculpting the spirit refining formation under the watchful eye of her master.

After decades of instruction from her master, coupled with her extraordinary talent, her achievements in weapon refining are no less than those of her master. However, her cultivation level is still low, and the true fire she condenses is not pure enough to be used for refining. Treasure weapons are acceptable, but they are not good for refining spiritual weapons, so a spirit refining array needs to be carved out to purify the true fire.

Half an hour later, the spirit refining array was finished, and a smile appeared on Zhou Yun's face.

The skinny old man's voice sounded at the right time: "Seeing your way of carving the spirit refining array, I feel relieved. If it weren't for the fact that you didn't condense enough true fire, your weapon refining quality is already no weaker than my master."

"Master taught me well." Zhou Yun said quickly.

"Okay, stop flattering me as a teacher and hurry up and refine the weapon." The skinny old man smiled, then turned around and walked out of the weapon-refining room.

Looking at her master's hunched back, Zhou Yun secretly vowed to heal her master's injuries no matter what method she used.

In another room, Lin Wan'er entered into practice again.

She didn't want to be Brother Song's drag, so the only way was to grow up as soon as possible.

The skinny old man came to the yard, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it. There was a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Yun'er has completely inherited my mantle. As long as her cultivation reaches Yuan She can grow into a master of weapon refining in her infant stage. If I continue to stay here, I will only become a drag on her. When she completes the weapon refining this time, I will leave."

Suddenly, the old man frowned, looked outside the courtyard wall, and shouted coldly: "Who is hiding there sneakily, come out!"

The figure flashed, and a man in white appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.

As soon as he saw the other party, the skinny old man's expression suddenly changed, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that you still found me."

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. I haven't seen you for more than thirty years, but you have turned into this appearance. It looks really distressing. If the world knew that the famous weapon refining master Ouyang Tianding had turned into a dying person. Old man, I don’t know how disappointed he must be." The young man in white raised the corner of his mouth and said in a sinister tone.

Hearing this, the skinny old man's face was very calm: "Junior brother, you should have achieved your wish now and become the master of the Divine Artifact Sect. Why do you have to think about me, a useless person who is about to die?"

The man in white walked over, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup. He took a sip and spit out the tea. He said sarcastically: "It's bitter and astringent. How can I swallow this inferior tea?"

"Over the years, I have become accustomed to this bitter and astringent taste." The skinny old man picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying calmly.

"Haha." The young man in white sneered: "I haven't seen you for decades, and you still look like a tough and smelly person. But back then you were a master of weapon refining, and no matter how bad your temper was, people would always take care of you. But now, you are just a bad person. Old man, you're a waste, no one will spoil you anymore. Senior brother, please listen to my junior brother's advice, hand over the Mysterious Weapon Sutra, and tell me the location of the spiritual fire. How about I give you a chance to take care of yourself in old age?"

"Sorry, it's hard to disobey a teacher's orders." The skinny old man shook his head.

"Click"

The tea cup was crushed into pieces by the young man in white: "Brother, please don't be ungrateful. Junior brother only gave you this opportunity because of many years of friendship. Otherwise, don't blame junior brother for using tricks to force you to say it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flashed past, and there were more than ten people in the small courtyard.

But the skinny old man remained unmoved.

The young man in white stared into his eyes and continued: "Do you really think that I just found you now? In fact, ten years ago, I learned that you were hiding in the capital, and I even knew that you had an apprentice. I The reason why I didn't show up was because I wanted to wait for you to pass on the Mysterious Weapon Sutra to your apprentice. Unfortunately, after waiting for so long, you still haven't passed on the Mysterious Weapon Sutra to her. So, I can't wait any longer." At this point, the young man in white said There was a bit of a sinister smile on his face: "I know that you care about and love that female disciple very much. If you don't hand over the Mysterious Weapon Sutra, I will kill her. Now, I will give you ten breaths. Are you going to hand over the Mysterious Weapon Sutra?" Even though he was taken to the coffin, you still choose to let your apprentice live."

Hearing this, the skinny old man finally had a bit of anger on his face: "Yun'er is still your nephew no matter what, so you can do it."

"For the Tao Xuan Weapon Sutra, what does it mean to sacrifice a nephew?" The young man in white smiled disdainfully.

The skinny old man fell silent, and a look of hesitation and pain flashed across his face.

"There are still three breaths left, senior brother, please don't test my junior brother's patience," the young man in white urged.

"three"

"two"

"As soon as you start, go and catch that girl." A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the young man in white.

"It's the sect leader"

A young man in black took the order and walked into the house.

嗖

As soon as the figure flashed, the skinny old man blocked the path of the young man in black. Seeing this, a cruel light flashed in the young man's eyes.

The voice of the young man in white sounded again: "Senior brother, even with your mutilated body, you want to fight against my people. I can promise you that after you hand over the Mysterious Artifact Book and tell me where the spiritual fire is, I can bring my niece back to the sect and train her with all my heart, don’t you think it’s a waste to have such a genius by your side?”

"Junior brother, it's not that I don't want to hand over the Mysterious Weapon Sutra to you, but I promised Master," the skinny old man sighed.

Hearing this, the young man in white stood up and sneered: "Stop talking about those high-sounding words. You didn't swear by the heavenly calamity. Why can't you give me the Mysterious Weapon Sutra? I see that you don't want to give me the Mysterious Weapon Sutra at all. That old man If it’s something, it’s just an excuse.”

"Junior brother, please, please don't hurt Yun'er, okay?" the skinny old man begged.

Seeing this, the young man in white said coldly: "If you are stubborn, arrest this old guy and destroy his cultivation. I want to see how long you can be stubborn."

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