Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

Luo Qingwei sat quietly, with a pale complexion, black hair in Tsing Yi, and a thin figure.

Her hair was messy on her cheeks, and among the black hair and black clothes, the few white hairs were particularly conspicuous.

He neither said good nor bad.

It seemed that Shui Qianhang's question was extremely difficult to answer.

Shui Qianhang was so angry that the emerald feathers on his robe trembled wildly, wanting to poke two fingers on him, "You talk, you've been bored like a log since you were a child.

OK?Ok?Would you like to?You are talking!

Could it be that besides our Baoge, you have a better choice, and you can't go back to the Taiyi Immortal Sect to be bullied by those people.

Or do you want to stay in the north, don't you? ! "

After he finished talking, seeing Luo Qingwei remained silent, he thought that he had acquiesced, and wanted to stay in this remote and bitterly cold northern region.

Frightened by his own guess, Shui Qianhang's eyes widened fiercely, he pulled Luo Qingwei's wrist, and kept shaking it, "You, tell me quickly! You will definitely go back to Central Continent with me.

It really can't... I don't want Qingcheng anymore, can't I!

Don't scare me, what's so good about this northern border? Is Yun Yunniang here? Oh, take her back with you and live in my house.

I raise it, can't I raise it together! "

Luo Qingwei, "..."

If Yunyun really has a mother, let you take care of her, what's the matter?

How could he have that face?

Turning his head slightly, he turned to Shui Qianhang with his eyes covered with a black cloth, "I didn't say I couldn't go back."

After finishing speaking, he sighed slightly, "It's just that Qingcheng was really thrown into Wuwanghai."

The waters of the Wuwang Sea are vast, and if you want to find it in the sea, it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

difficult.

When he was in danger in Wuwang Sea, not far from the coast, he was attacked by an unusually huge fish. In desperation, he stabbed the fish through with Qingcheng in his hand.

If that's the case, he still has an impression of the location where he was attacked, so it's not difficult to go back.

But the fish did not die on the spot after being stabbed by him, but struggled to swim away.

The Wuwang sea area is so wide, who knows whether the fish is dead or not, and where it is now.

In addition, he has lost all his cultivation now, and has lost contact with Qingcheng.

It is even more difficult to find Qingcheng.

Moreover, since ancient times, there are two types of spiritual weapons: natural and man-made. Innate spiritual weapons are all conceived in places with majestic aura, and nourished by aura, they will become more and more sharp.

Qingcheng is one of the best innate spiritual weapons, a high-level spiritual weapon. Luo Qingwei found her in the deepest part of the Divine Sword Tomb, where the aura was the strongest, and brought her out.

However, in the Wuwang sea area, the spiritual energy has been cut off for a long time, and the reason is unknown.

He was even a little worried, if Qingcheng spent too long time in the sea of ​​Wuwang, would she lose the nourishment of her aura, degrade her grade, and eventually become a mortal iron.

Qingcheng is a rare magical weapon in the entire fairyland, it would be a pity if he lost his rank because of this.

Rather than letting the magic weapon be covered in dust on the seabed, giving it to Shui Qianhang is a very good choice.

"Tsk." Shui Qianhang is not worried about this, isn't he just a sea of ​​innocence, their Wanshengbaoge family has a great career, and they don't lack anything, the most important thing is manpower and spirit stones.

There are spirit stones that can turn ghosts into millstones, this saying is applicable everywhere! "For the sake of Qingcheng, I can turn over the entire Wuwanghai! If it doesn't work, I will drain Wuwanghai!"

He has an obsession with Qingcheng that he can't get what he wants, and the more he wants to hold it in his hand.

Just like Luo Qingwei in front of him, he stretched out two fingers, and pulled out a dry, frizzy white hair from Luo Qingwei's hair, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned.

The person in front of him was abnormally thin, his face was pale and emaciated, and he showed endless sickness.

Is this the same Luo Qingwei who shook the heavens with a sword and was magnificent?

In his memory, Luo Qingwei will always be the peerless sword cultivator who stood in the ice and snow of Cangxue Peak and looked at him many years ago, dressed in black, with a cold expression.

Behind that person, there was an inextricable frost that condensed into large groups of silver mist.

Qingcheng is held in his hand, the sword is pure white and slender, it can be called unparalleled beauty.

The person is also slender, wrapped in black, which makes his skin white like ice crystal glass.

The whole body is only black and white, but it reveals a kind of soul-stirring beauty, unparalleled sharpness.

The people from the Taiyi Immortal Sect told him that Luo Qingwei just took advantage of his looks, and was found out from the pile of beggars by the Immortal Venerable, and brought back to Cangxue Peak.

All kinds of resources are supplied, carefully taught, and piled up to produce the golden core cultivation base.

Not enough to be afraid of.

Shui Qianhang naturally has no fear, what is he afraid of, he is about the same age as Luo Qingwei, both are young geniuses who formed alchemy before the age of 50, and behind them is the behemoth of the Wanshengbaoge.

Luo Qingwei is the only apprentice of the Immortal Venerable, and he is the only son of the Master of the Wansheng Pavilion.

Luo Qingwei is a mutated heaven-grade ice spirit root. The wood and fire dual spirit roots passed down from generation to generation in their family, the fire spirit root accounts for [-]%, and the wood spirit root is extremely slender.

It just encourages the cultivation of the fire spirit root, even if compared with the sky spirit root, it is not inferior.

Regardless of their background, spiritual root, or cultivation, they are all evenly matched, and they are almost equal.

When people in Xiandao mention the younger generation, they often compare them.

But they are all sword cultivators.

Shui Qianhang entered Taiyi Immortal Sect with his father, the first thing he did was to kill Cang Xuefeng.

Ask Luo Qingwei to accept his challenge, and the two will compete.

He has always been proud and arrogant, and he is used to being the eldest master in the Wanshengbao Pavilion, but he doesn't want others to dismiss the two of them with a word that they are inseparable!

Even after 200 years, he still remembers that challenge clearly.

When he arrived at Cangxue Peak, Luo Qingwei was practicing sword, Qingcheng was held in his hand, the back of the hand up to the wrist and arm were all stretched tightly.

Just like Qingcheng, extremely beautiful without losing strength.

When Luo Qingwei learned of his reason for coming, her expression didn't change at all, she was indifferent and cold.

It was exactly the same as the ice and snow behind him, hard, sharp, and icy cold. He looked at him quietly for a long time before accepting the challenge.

With a backhand, Qingcheng was sheathed, and she walked out with her back on her back.

He didn't understand what he meant, so he hurried to catch up and stop him, and asked Luo Qingwei what he meant.

Luo Qing's face was slightly cold, and his tone was calm, "To win you in Cangxue Peak, I won't win by force."

Immediately, Shui Qianhang jumped with anger, and immediately drew his sword to compete with him on the spot, but was persuaded by the elders of both sides, and finally the two went to the sword testing platform of Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Luo Qingwei stood on the sword testing platform and made a sword.

Thousands of sword lights turned into sharp ice and snow blades, covering the sky and covering the earth in all directions, extremely gorgeous.

Just like the peak of the eternal snow mountain, the black iron ancient sword standing there is majestic, sharp and oppressive. It is also the cultivation base of Jindan early stage, and he is forced to be unable to move.

Who would have thought that Luo Qingwei was only less than 30 years old and had just entered the Golden Core stage!

Even if you can cultivate a sword intent, it is still such a tyrannical and incomparable sword intent!

Isn't that something that can barely touch the threshold without getting the Nascent Soul Stage!

He lost cleanly, the sword light was cold when it passed across his chest, but the blood gushing out was hot.

It was Luo Qingwei's sword that let him know that in their lifetime.

With Luo Qingwei around, if others practice swords, they will have no future.

Then he became more clean and agile. He switched from sword repair to weapon repair, returned to the Ten Thousand Saints Pavilion to inherit the family business, and focused on refining weapons.

For this reason, his father even sent a special gift to Luo Qingwei.

He said he was grateful to Luo Qingwei for letting him know his way back and get on the right track.

Listen, listen, is this what a father can say? !

As a well-known second-generation immortal, he is talented, diligent in cultivation, and wants to make a name for his sect all day long.

But if you just want to be a sword repairer, how can you go astray? !

However, being an instrument repairer has its advantages.

Seeing Luo Qingwei's ghostly appearance now, why not rely on him to save the world.

Hmph, he has always been the best, even if he is not a sword repairman, he is still the best!

He raised his head slightly, and ran his fingers through Luo Qingwei's hair, tore off the crudely made headband, tied it back with a black satin woven one, and smoothed out the hair.

She reached out and waved her hand in front of Luo Qingwei, "Can you see it?"

The master of the young pavilion is extraordinary, this ribbon is of high grade, and a cool feeling flows into the eyes when it is tied.

The pain was suppressed, the darkness in front of his eyes dissipated, and his vision became clear.

Luo Qing blinked slightly, dazzled by the color in front of her eyes, "You...what are you wearing."

Shui Qianhang raised his head proudly, "Look at my Cuiyuliu colored robe, an earth-grade mid-level defensive artifact, look at my colorful rings, an earth-grade upper-grade offensive artifact, look at me..."

He shook the array of magic weapons on his body, his face was full of pride, "I made them all myself, how about it, I'm good."

Luo Qingwei, "...awesome."

Like a flower peacock, there is no one better than you.

Shui Qianhang hummed proudly, "When you come back to the Ten Thousand Saints Pavilion with me, I'll give you two..."

Luo Qing slightly shook her head, "I'm not going to Wanshengbao Pavilion."

Wanshengbao Pavilion is full of Qixiu and Danxiu. He went there, but he is still out of place

After returning, first contact Master to report the situation, and then help Yunyun find a sect to practice, he can live in a small town outside the sect.

He thinks it's good to start a small business, to be with Yunyun, and to take care of the elderly by the way.

Shui Qianhang was so angry that he slapped the table, "That can't be the same! You are in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and they only see your Uncle Qingwei in their eyes, even in the eyes of your master, it's the same!

Yes, he is looking for you, so what, he cares more than your uncle!But in my eyes, there is only you, your uncle is nothing!

You come back with me, I will raise my son, I will raise my wife, you still hesitate..."

"Boom."

"Crack."

Two thunderbolts sounded outside, deafening and powerful, and the ground of the inn was shaken.

Shui Qianhang stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

Black clouds surged, the sky was gloomy, and the silver snakes danced wildly. Luo Qingwei saw his face turn pale for a moment, and looked at the sky suddenly thundering outside, and was a little puzzled, "What's the matter."

Shui Qianhang clenched his lips, trembling with anger, "This is a thunderbolt, probably some demons and ghosts are crossing the catastrophe, I really hope he can be struck to death by this lightning!"

Before he finished speaking, a silver thread pierced the sky like a broken bamboo, and slashed towards Shui Qianhang.

Seeing that he was not moving, Luo Qing quickly reached out and pulled him away, "Get away, what are you in a daze for!"

The strange thing is that the tribulation thunder had already struck Shui Qianhang.

But the moment Luo Qing pulled him slightly, it turned into a silver thread and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Qingwei stared at the tribulation thunder, "Is this tribulation thunder becoming a spirit?"

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