Master Xiu is cultivating

There are such coincidences in the world!

Patriarch Chu and his three sons looked at each other in dismay. When Chu Chen was accepted as a closed disciple by the round and short old man, Patriarch Chu already thought it was smoke from the ancestral grave.Although the old man didn't say a word about his sect, and Chu Chen left home when he was young, and returned after 20 years. Under the golden core, he was invincible. When he asked about this, he just shook his head silently and said: "Master once said that if you can't build a foundation, you can't enter the door. I don't know where my master comes from."

After decades, Chu Chen's uncle came to their Chu family again without knowing it, and promised to accept one of the Chu family's descendants as a disciple. It can be seen that their Tiannan Chu family is indeed related to this mysterious clan. The door is quite a bit predestined.What's more, the real man in white in front of him is obviously also a sword cultivator, and his cultivation is unfathomable.If the Tiannan Chu Clan can produce another sword repairer with outstanding combat power, Patriarch Chu thought to himself, even if he died immediately, no one would have the guts to bully him like this.

Thinking of this, he showed a bold smile, cupped his hands and said: "It seems that the real master's sect is indeed related to my Chu family. I dare to ask, which sect does the real man belong to? Let the senior brother treat the old man's useless grandson Expectations were high and requirements were strict, but the old man never told his grandson where he was from from the beginning to the end."

The old ancestor Chu asked these words, which made Chu Linghai and the two brothers feel tense. I don't know why the old father asked the other party's sect abruptly.When they thought about it, since the teacher came from the same school, the senior brother didn't tell his disciples, and the junior brother would naturally not be willing to tell these irrelevant people.

Unexpectedly, the man in white with a cold expression said, "Although I come from the same sect as senior brother, we have different requirements for the disciples under the sect. There are ten disciples under the senior brother's sect. The highest realm is already in the mid-stage of Kongming, and the lowest is in the early stage of Yuanying." Cultivation level. Nephew Chu is the closed disciple of senior brother. If he doesn’t even have the aptitude to become a golden elixir, even if he returns to the sect, he will have no place to gain a foothold. I’m here this time not only for my disciple’s sake, but also Part of it is for Martial Nephew Chu, if he has successfully established the foundation, I will guide him back to the sect this time."

He glanced at Old Ancestor Chu coldly, paused, and said, "I just asked where my brothers and sisters came from, and there is nothing to say. My sect is not in Kyushu, but overseas. It is called Xuan." Tianzong, also known as Xuantian Sword Gate, you Kyushu monks may have heard of it."

Patriarch Chu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said in a trembling voice: "Xuantian Sword Gate..."

More than just hearing about it, the name of Xuantian Sword Sect is deafening to the ears of cultivators!In the whole world of Fuli, the most powerful sword cultivators are all here!

"Xuantian Sword Gate... Xuantian Sword Gate..." Chu Linghai was in a trance, muttering about this peerless sect that shook the entire floating world, thinking of his wife who died young, and unexpectedly His eyes were red, and he said in his heart: "Ning'er, did you hear that our son has entered the Xuantian Sword Gate... It's a pity you can't see... you can't see this day..."

"Big brother!" Chu Lingkun, who was ranked second, hurriedly supported him, and said excitedly, "Big brother, it's the Xuantian Sword Sect! Chen'er's future achievements may be much higher than Ling Yun's!"

Although the Wanjianmen where Chu Lingyun is located is a colossal monster that everyone looks up to on the mainland of Kyushu, but compared with Xuantianjianmen, it is like the light of rice grains, which is completely ignored by people.

"In addition to Chen'er, our Tiannan Chu family will have a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect!" Chu Lingyue, who ranked fourth, was more happy about another thing, "I don't know which of the descendants of my Chu family is there?" Just like Chen'er, there will be such an opportunity!"

Chong Yun didn't want to say anything else, and said directly: "According to my calculations, my disciple should be a male born in the Chu family in Tiannan within the past three years, and he is a direct descendant of your Chu family."

Patriarch Chu was still thinking: "The direct descendants born in the past three years are still male—"

However, Chu Linghai was shocked, and shouted in a low voice: "The first male born in the past three years, isn't Xiao'er the only one?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four people present besides Chong Yun became subtle. Chu Chen worshiped under the disciple of Lingxiao Sanren, but his son Chu Xiao worshiped under the disciple of Lingxiao Sanren. This generation is a bit messy ah.

But these are not the most important. Patriarch Chu came back to his senses first, smiled wryly at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him, and said, "The real man can come a step late, yesterday Chen'er took Xiao'er to Huangsha City, I went to find his master."

There was a faint light in the sky, and the stars also dimmed.

At the critical moment, we still have to watch Yi Jinlan!Chu Xiao was overjoyed, and with a loud cry, he was about to jump on the bloody man, but when he got closer and took a look in the gradually brightening sky, he stopped in his tracks, what he saw in his eyes All sound was lost in the tragedy.

The person lying on the ground was Chu Chen, but his face did not look like Chu Chen at all.

A knife wound with deep bone visible continued from the lower jaw to the forehead, slashing the whole face obliquely, and the flesh and blood around the wound were opened ferociously. It can be seen that if the knife was severer, it would split his skull into pieces two halves...

Master Xiaoxiu stared blankly at the twitching body in a pool of blood in front of him, and walked forward mechanically.In his impression, his father was extremely tall, and when standing in front of him, that figure was like a steady mountain, indestructible.Now Chu Chen, who was lying in a pool of blood, was completely short. Chu Xiao shifted his gaze to his legs, which were severed from the knees down. A large amount of blood came from these two wounds. It kept popping up, soaking the soil beneath him.

"Father..." Chu Xiao called out in a low voice, which no one could hear except himself.

He knelt down, feeling the smell of blood from Chu Chen in his nostrils, and unconsciously propped his hand on the ground, the palms of his hands were all warm and moist soil.He lowered his head in a daze, looking at the place where his hand was pressed, wondering why the solid arm that should have been here disappeared.

This is Chu Chen's right hand holding the sword, which is also gone, and there is a bloody hole under the shoulder, bleeding continuously.

He stayed there for two seconds, finally got up staggeringly, and ran towards his little wooden sword, tears pouring out like a river bursting an embankment, while holding his little wooden sword, and then mobilized all directions.

As soon as the sword dance state came out, he tried his best to put the state on Chu Chen's body, and continued to sway with blood back, crying in his mouth: "Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!! Dad! Ahh-"

I yelled all the titles I could, and my voice became hoarse from crying.

In his target field of vision, Chu Chen's blood that was about to bottom out finally rose for a short while, but his own blue bottomed out quickly.

There was no blue potion in his backpack that could be taken at his level, so without further ado, Chu Xiao immediately sat on the ground and meditated back to blue, and then began to repeat the state of setting, up and down, and only adding blood back.But it was useless, not only did Chu Chen's blood not recover much, but it dropped even more.

In this state in the game, it will only happen when the damage caused by the continuous dbuff on the target being healed is higher than the maximum healing amount that can be achieved by the treatment.Chu Xiao's eyes were blurred with tears, he was out of breath from crying, and his arm was still persistently waving the phantom of the small fan, trying to add Chu Chen's blood.

Chu Chen slowly opened his eyes in the pool of blood, and saw that his little son, who was crying with snot and tears, was using the strange moves he had seen that day, hiccupping while crying, and waving the little pink fan.Although he didn't know what Chu Xiao was doing, but when he was dying, he felt like laughing, so he said softly, "Xiao'er... come..."

Chu Xiao refused, and said in a hoarse voice: "No...can't stop! Why did you give up the treatment?!"

It was only then that Chu Chen realized that the younger son's posture was trying to save himself with his strange kung fu, but he still raised his remaining left hand and beckoned to his son: "Come... silly boy, you...cough... ...I can't save my father...cough cough!"

As he spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and dropped his hand to the ground.

"--Father!!"

Chu Xiao doesn't even know how a person can bleed so much blood, his pitiful blue tube has bottomed out again, seeing that Chu Chen's eyes are still looking at him, although the wound on that face is so hideous, His expression was unprecedentedly gentle.Master Xiaoxiu finally stopped, ran over stumblingly, and knelt down in front of his father, "Don't die...ahah...don't die...I want to save you!"

Chu Chen didn't have much strength. He looked at the wound on his son's face that had disappeared. Although he was puzzled, he still didn't ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, even his son.

He gasped for a moment, gathered some strength again, and said, "Xiao'er, go to Huangsha City...cough cough, look for your master. Wait for the master to take you back... Zongmen, wash your meridians and veins for you, and let you Embark on the path of cultivation... You go to Yuntianzong to find your mother again... Cough cough. My dantian...has been abolished, and my cultivation base...was reduced to nothing, even if I was saved...it was just a crippled person .”

In all of Chu Xiao's twenty years of life, he has never cried so badly.

Yes, if a sword cultivator can no longer hold a sword in the future, what's the point of letting him survive?

Chu Chen glanced at his son with the last of his strength, then closed his eyes in a pool of blood, and stopped breathing.

Chu Xiao looked at his father's mutilated body, sat there for a few seconds, then uttered a heart-piercing cry, and beat the ground like crazy.After a few seconds, his eyes fell on Miaowu Shenyang's dim icon, a little hope suddenly appeared in his eyes, he struggled to reach out to pick up the small wooden sword that was thrown aside, stood up unsteadily, and launched the famous movement again Quartet.

light up... light up... light up...

He set his target on his father's body, and fixed his eyes on the purple icon until it lit up bit by bit, igniting the last hope in his heart.

The songs are wonderful and the dances are in high spirits!

The purple circle of light representing the call from life lit up under his feet, the fan shadow danced, and the brilliance flowed. Chu Xiao felt as if he had entered an indescribable realm. the power of.

This power dominates life and death, and through his body, he awakens the dead soul...

Ding--

The system prompt sounded, and a window he had never seen before appeared in front of his eyes, with a line of pale golden writing flashing on it——

You are trying to resurrect a dead person, in exchange for his rebirth, are you willing to pay the corresponding price?

Master Xiao Xiu roared without even thinking about it: "Nonsense! Of course I am willing to ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"