Cultivation

Ten years later, on a seemingly ordinary afternoon on a sunny day, Guo Sixian and Yuan Qi were writing spells at the table by the window, Shangguan Li and Shi Lei were comparing swordsmanship on the snow outside the library, and Sheng Bei was repairing the roof of the kitchen .

At this time, the bell hanging under the eaves suddenly shook violently, making a somewhat hasty ringing.

Someone broke into the mountain!

Sheng Bei set up his sword light and headed for the mountain gate, Shangguan Li and Yuan Qi followed closely behind, Guo Sixian and Shi Lei rushed to the center of the formation, Wang Linhai emerged from the memorial tablet, urging the spiritual pets in the mountain to hurry up Hide in the library and ask Fujilo to hide the library.

The person standing in front of the mountain gate looked at the optical network in front of him and was also surprised: "Why can't I get in?"

He had a hood on his head, and a strange scabbard on his back. On this scabbard were five swords of different styles and weights.

Sheng Beiluo hadn't even opened his mouth to ask, when it seemed that the man tore off the hood on his head, revealing a face that he couldn't believe: "Spirit bone?"

Zhang Linggu is no longer a youthful look, the edges and corners of his face have grown out, I don't know if it is because he knows Zhang Linggu's origin, Shengbei can really see the shadow of his second senior brother from this face .

He walked out of the mountain gate excitedly and hugged Zhang Linggu: "Spiritual bone!"

Zhang Linggu didn't expect Shengbei to be so excited. He was hugged and at a loss. Seeing Shangguan Li and Yuan Qi falling down, he patted Shengbei's back embarrassedly: "Uncle Bei, Uncle Bei, You're strangling me."

Only then did Shengbei loosen Zhang Linggu. He wiped his excited and reddened eyes, turned around and said loudly to Shangguan Li and Yuan Qi, "Who do you think is back?"

Both Shangguan Li and Yuan Qi were taken aback, and Shangguan Li asked without hesitation: "Zhang Linggu? Aren't you already dead?"

"I was tricked into being trapped in Longyuan by Master Lu, but I didn't die by chance." Zhang Linggu smiled at them, his personality was much clearer than when he was young.

Yuan Qi walked over with a straight face, and calmly pulled Sheng Bei away: "Uncle Bei, are you sure he is the real Zhang Linggu?"

Although Wanxianzong and Yaozu have not come to trouble them in the past few years, what happened back then had a great impact on them, making them cautious.

"Yes, you, what do you have to prove that you are the real Zhang Linggu?" Sheng Bei stepped back half a step when he heard that, and looked at Zhang Linggu with vigilant eyes.

Zhang Linggu smiled wryly. It hadn't been long since the reunion after a long absence. He simply took off the scabbard behind his back, and directly took off his clothes to reveal the demon bone on his back: "The appearance can be disguised, but the demon bone on the back cannot be disguised. "

Only then did Yuan Qi rush over and hug Zhang Linggu: "Junior brother, it's great that you're still alive!"

Shengbei reached out to pick up Zhang Linggu's scabbard, Zhang Linggu hurriedly said, "Uncle Bei, don't!"

Before he could finish his words, a sword spirit emerged from a sword and slashed at Shengbei with the lightsaber without hesitation. Shengbei stopped just in time to avoid the bad luck of breaking his arm.

Shengbei looked at the sword spirit who returned to the sword in a flash: "Hey, what's going on here?"

Zhang Linggu put the scabbard on his back: "Didn't that real person Lu push me down the trapped Longyuan..."

"It's Reverend Lu Er, he is Reverend Lu's twin brother." Shangguan Li heard what Guo Sixian brought back, although he was not very sure in his heart, but after thinking about it for so many years, he also guessed that Zhang Linggu was probably what Reverend Lu said. What kind of spiritual baby is it? She secretly looked at Zhang Linggu, only to feel that the person in front of her was both familiar and strange: "Renren Lu has no ill intentions towards us."

"After I fell, I thought I was going to die, but accidentally my foot was cut and blood flowed out. The blood brushed on those swords along with the shallow water, and inexplicably formed a blood contract." Zhang Linggu saved his near-death experience Experience, I didn't want to say that I used the devil's teaching method of peeping in a trance, sucked the sword energy of those swords, and barely fought with five sword spirits, and then spent ten years grinding with these sword spirits. It was easy to regain these sword spirits: "I couldn't leave because of the heavy evil spirit of the trapped dragon. I finally learned how to control the sword and came out. But why can't I enter the mountain gate?"

"A little thing happened back then, we changed the access control of the mountain gate." Sheng Bei couldn't explain it.

After passing the mountain gate, Zhang Linggu saw Ziwei Xingyao, which was quite different from what he remembered, all the pavilions and pavilions disappeared, the plum forest was tilted, and the sea of ​​stars was dim: "What's going on?"

"As soon as we left back then, Wanxianzong sent the monster clan to attack the mountain, and the formation was broken without guards, and it became like this." Yuan Qi sighed: "Fortunately, the library was saved, but these We can't restore it to what it used to be in [-]."

"It can't be repaired... Is there no money?" Zhang Linggu hesitated and asked, "Where is Uncle Feng?"

When he was fighting wits and bravery with the sword spirit in the Kunlongjian, he also had some memories of Yu Yuanzhou in the shadows of swords and swords. Although the bumps were not coherent, he could clearly see Yu Yuanzhou's careful thinking about Fengyu Tower .

Shengbei said: "If you want to clear the evil spirit from Xingchenhai, you must use the feathers of the Thousand Feather Bird from the East China Sea. Senior brother went to the East China Sea to collect feathers, so he should come back someday."

Zhang Linggu had a heart attack, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to see Fengyu Tower or was afraid of seeing Fengyu Tower, so he hurriedly changed the subject: "Where is Yueshenxi?"

Shengbei sighed: "After the monster clan attacked the mountain, it and Lao Ba disappeared. I don't know if they were killed or taken away by the monster clan."

"It must be alive. There is a blood contract between me and it. If it dies, I won't be able to survive. I still need it to carry the monster bone sword on my back." Zhang Linggu felt that this was not the most important thing right now. What happened: "All these years, you haven't thought about making money to build Ziwei Xingyao? It's been ten years? Why did you go?"

"We all learn swordsmanship and astrology, and no one asks us to read fortune-telling when we go out at our age." Yuan Qi defended a little unconvinced.

"You can go to Ten Thousand Immortals to collect rewards for killing demons and demons, Shangguan Li, with your aptitude for swordsmanship, you should be very good." Zhang Linggu frowned.

Shangguan Li's eyes widened: "The Ten Thousand Immortals have tricked us so much, we have long been at odds with them, so I won't go..."

"Don't be so stupid, okay? It's because they are our enemies that we should earn money from them." Zhang Linggu said, looking at the ruins covered by snow, feeling very uncomfortable. He suddenly He felt that he didn't want Fengyulou to come back after harvesting feathers for ten years in the East China Sea, and what he saw was still this bleak appearance, so he secretly made up his mind to repair Fengyulou before returning.

While talking, they had already walked to the front of the library, and felt the breath of Shengbei and the others. Wang Linhai let the vines loose their disguise, but he saw who was coming from the open window, and he, a thousand-year-old ghost, couldn't help but eat a little too. Surprised: "Zhang, Zhang Linggu?"

"Yo, Uncle Master is still handsome." Zhang Linggu greeted with a smile, and he walked over and lowered his voice: "I said, those young people can't afford to be ashamed, you are already old, why are you so old?" And because of face, I don’t want to make money.”

"I'm a ghost, why do I ask for money if I don't eat or drink?" Wang Linhai rolled his eyes, and immediately felt that Zhang Linggu's character was very different from his memory. This indifferent look was more like Yu Yuanzhou: "You, do you remember?"

Zhang Linggu turned his head a little guilty to look at Shangguan Li and the others behind him.

Wang Linhai hurriedly said, "Only Shengbei and I know."

Zhang Linggu breathed a sigh of relief but also seemed a little disappointed and asked: "Master Feng doesn't know?"

"I thought you were dead at the time, and Qian Shan was harmed like this again. Who would dare to tell him..." Wang Linhai smiled wryly: "You didn't see him at that time, and you must have exhausted your entire life to see him Your master doesn't leave any room for it, so we have no choice but to tell his second son that there is a spirit baby alive, and we dare not say it's you..."

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he said in a low voice: "We have also secretly inquired over the years. As long as Qianyu Bird is not moulting, he will leave the East China Sea and go around. You know how much he doesn't like to go out. I'm afraid I just want to try my luck to see if I can find Xiao Erzi's spiritual baby, it would be great if you come back."

"Don't tell Uncle Feng about my relationship with that person." Zhang Linggu said, "Although I am his spiritual baby, I am not him."

Wang Linhai didn't understand: "You are the second son's spiritual baby, of course he is the second son, what else is not him?"

"I can't explain it clearly. It's just such a feeling. I only have fragments of his memory..." Zhang Linggu's mouth was full of bitterness when he said this, and a memory popped up suddenly. Sometimes he felt that he was not Going crazy.

"Okay." Wang Linhai clasped his hands in his sleeves, and said in a nonchalant way as usual: "Actually, I also understand that, after all, your seniority is troublesome to calculate. Well, in my opinion, you are the second son. Dad, you won't be at a disadvantage if you do this, but your personality has changed a bit after you came back from this trip."

"It's too difficult to fight wits and courage with these few people every day." Zhang Linggu patted the scabbard behind him, and repeated what he had said to Shengbei before: "You also know that these few The masters are all powerful, with one weird personality and another, and the raised sword spirits are not easy to deal with, if I don't have a three-inch tongue, I really can't tell them to let me out."

Wang Linhai listened with a thug smile: "Wan Xianzong is stealing chickens without losing money, you have got these five sword spirits, it's even more powerful, I said you entered the Tao with spirits, because you are basically A spirit baby."

He said with a particularly pleasing attitude to Zhang Linggu: "Come on, talk to Master Uncle about this money-making business."

"To the north of Qianshan Mountain is Yuanji Mountain. The Wannian ice core produced by Yuanji Mountain is a good material for refining cold elixir. Unfortunately, the output is very small, so the price is very high, right?" Zhang Linggu patted one of the people behind him. Hand Jian: "This owner used to be a practitioner of Yuanji Mountain. It knows that there are a lot of ten thousand year old ice cores in a good place. We just need to secretly go to that place to pick them up and sell them out little by little. Why don't you worry? Don’t have money to repair Ziwei Xingyao?”