[Sword Three + Cultivation] What about the poisonous sister!

In this capital, when it comes to the precious lump of the Princess's mansion, everyone in the capital knows who doesn't know.

This is the heart of the eldest princess, she is afraid of melting if she holds it in her mouth, and afraid of falling if she holds it in her palm.

But whatever he wanted, there was basically nothing he couldn't get.At such a young age, she is already well-known in this aristocratic circle, as well as in that flower street.

That is a well-known tyrant in Beijing, no one dares to provoke, everyone is holding, boasting, and carrying it.

Speaking of it, if he has no immortal roots, with the degree of love of the eldest princess, unless he wants to usurp the throne, he must be so rich and arrogant all his life.

The child is silent and strange.However, those who cultivate truth have their own supernatural powers, so how could those in power be ignorant of it.

At that time, the eldest princess' husband-in-law was a disciple of a hermit cultivator family, and after his fall, he left behind a son. Naturally, the eldest princess loved this only son in every possible way.

If there were no accidents, the son should have been rich and honored for a lifetime, but it is a pity that the sky does not obey people's wishes. He also has spiritual roots. He has been familiar with the classics left by his father since he was a child. During the treasure hunt, the husband and wife both died.

How ironic, the purpose of cultivating immortals is to seek longevity, but the eldest princess' husband, son, and daughter-in-law all went early.

It's still the eldest princess, a mortal who lives a long time.

Later, the eldest princess devoted herself to raising her grandson, the pain was severe, and he could do whatever he wanted, except for one thing, he could not touch the things of cultivators, nor could he make friends with cultivators.

Originally, she thought that she would not ask him to do anything, as long as she lived this life in peace, so what about the dude, she could stay by her side anyway, but the eldest princess didn't think that her daughter-in-law was a demon cultivator.

Yaoxiu has always been inherited, although it is a child born to Renxiu.

Lingming had no abnormalities before the age of 14, but his eyes gradually turned red after the age of 14, and because he was not a pure demon, the inheritance he received was incomplete.

The exercises that are completely suitable for demon cultivators in memory are not suitable for him.

The spiritual power increased, but it was blocked in his body because he didn't open his mind. He had a splitting headache, and his temper became irritable. Day by day, the eldest princess finally felt so distressed that she had no choice but to ask her husband's family to help her. Help your grandson.

A large number of gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin were sent, but can a cultivator really see these things in their eyes?

After collecting the things, he felt that Lingming was half of the blood of a demon cultivator, so he didn't think about helping him to open up his mind, but thinking about crippling his spiritual power.

Fortunately, he was considered decent, and he never thought of taking away his spiritual power, or using it as a tonic.

But to abolish the natural spiritual power is also a painful thing.

I won't go into details, but fortunately, the final result was good, being accepted as a disciple by Qingyu, and the spiritual power in the body was restored, and within two years, he had reached the late stage of congealing the pulse.

Lingming has been spoiled since he was a child, and has a domineering temper. It is only because he was looked down upon by cultivators before, and he has trauma in his heart. In addition, he has sincere respect for Qingyu, and as he grows up, his mind has matured.At the very least, she hides her personality well in front of others, being well-behaved, sensible, and polite.

Naturally, Lingming loved his grandmother very much, and when he came back in such a hurry, seeing this scene, how could he not be furious, and his temper naturally burst out.

He kicked two guards away, and when he entered the door, he saw two familiar figures.

Under Yinlong's reminder, the three of them kept their cultivation at the early stage of foundation establishment, so they would not appear too outstanding here, but they would not be underestimated either.

Those two people were planning to leave, but the sound of Lingming coming in was quite loud, so they naturally stopped.

Those two were men, one was dressed in a dark blue robe and the other was dressed in a lake blue robe.

It looked about thirty, the man in the dark blue robe was at the late foundation establishment stage, while the man in the lake blue robe was at the middle stage of foundation establishment.

They were a little surprised to see Lingming, but they realized that when he disappeared that day, the members of the Xiuzhen family thought that he could not bear the pain and ran away, but they did not expect him to have another adventure, and now they saw him. It is the initial stage of foundation building.

In the early stage of foundation establishment, he was not surprised, but what was surprising was that he was only 16 years old now, and he had such a cultivation base.

As expected of being the son of a demon, the lake-blue robed cultivator's eyes flashed with jealousy and he said, "You hide really well. We searched all over the Kunlun Mountains but we didn't find you. You are really ungrateful and ungrateful. You actually gave up your grandmother who loved you so much in order to open your mind, but you know that your grandmother was still crying your name bitterly before she died."

Lingming was shocked when he heard the words, Chen Beibei stood behind him, watched his body shake a few times, and judging from the sound of him being about to cry after being spanked a few times, his eyes were probably flushed at this moment Bar.

The monk in the dark blue robe grabbed the monk in the lake blue robe and said, "Fellow Taoist, forgive me, but my junior brother has always been so fast-talking, but it was unintentional. I hope you don't take it to heart."

The monk in the dark blue robe seemed to be trying to save the siege, but in fact he said it very perfunctorily. His junior brother hurt people, but he said, if you even listen to this, you will commit a heinous crime.

They met Lingming earlier, and they naturally saw him in the most embarrassing state. This impression was too deep, so even if they saw that his cultivation base was already in the early stage of foundation establishment, they still didn't take him seriously. It was Chen Beibei's fault that the monk in the color robe would say such a rescue.

That half-grown loli looks only six or seven years old, but she already has a cultivation level in the early stage of foundation establishment. She must have a strong backer, so how many rare treasures will it take to cultivate her to such a high level? Like to build up.

Moreover, there were few female nuns, so now that she met such a delicate and beautiful loli, the dark blue monk naturally wanted to make a good impression on her.

Lingming heard the words but stayed where he was, only looking at the mourning hall in front of him, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were very red.

The monk in the dark blue robe continued: "I have sent your grandmother's bones back..."

Before he finished speaking, the monk in the lake blue robe over there interrupted impatiently: "Why are you talking so much with him? What kind of person is my uncle Wen Yan? The uncle threw all his heart on her, and even fell because he came to me to get her the Dingyan Pearl, I am afraid that he has already cultivated alchemy now! A mere mortal woman is still wishful thinking, to be buried together? She is also worthy!"

Before the three present could understand, they saw an old woman rushing out from the inner hall. She was dressed in mourning, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were swollen like two big walnuts. She obviously heard that Lingming had returned. That's why he rushed out of the inner room.

She was crying while running: "Little Prince, you are back..." The woman's voice was already hoarse because she cried so much before, but now she ran over and shouted, her voice was even hoarse to the extreme.

Crying is also a very exhausting thing, not to mention that she has been crying for two whole days and has not eaten. Naturally, she is unable to run like this, and suddenly fell to Lingming's feet. Her hands tightly grasped Lingming. The hem of the robe was hoarse: "His Royal Highness the eldest princess just hoped to be buried with the son-in-law, but they sent back the bones of the eldest princess..."

In this way, the people present naturally instantly understood the meaning of what the monk in the lake blue Taoist robe said before.

Immediately, a long sword directly passed through the body of the lake-blue cultivator, and in an instant, the cultivator died.

——Before everyone could react, Lingming stabbed the monk to death with a sword.

The monk in the dark blue robe was horrified, and subconsciously wanted to sacrifice his magic weapon, but found that the cultivation base of the person in front of him had changed. He couldn't perceive the cultivation base of the high-ranking monk, but he could clearly feel it. Much taller than his.

This time he seemed to wake up, and the monk in the dark blue robe looked at Lingming with a look of fear in his eyes.

When Lingming killed the cultivator in the lake blue robe, he did not restrain his cultivation anymore. He sneered and said, "I will spare your life, and you will report back to the people above you. I will present the brocade together in three days. Since I personally escorted my grandmother's bones to Kunlun Mountain to be buried with my grandfather's bones, I hope that your Kunlun lineage will not only be safe!"

Qi Shangjin is the name of Lingming Dushi.

Lingming wanted to integrate his own cultivation into the coercion, and the dark blue monk felt a sweetness in his mouth, but a mouthful of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He didn't care about wiping it, he quickly put away his junior brother's body, and left as if fleeing for his life.

The old woman who was lying on the ground was stupefied by this scene, she didn't see a single sound, and only after a while did she hear her excited voice: "The king of the little county is promising..." She sighed several times in her words, Her Royal Highness is strictly guarding against letting the little county king go down this road, but in the end...

There really is a fate in this world.

Thinking of the Eldest Princess, the old woman began to cry again in her next sentence: "If Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess knows about it, I would be very relieved to think about it... Xiaojun Wang... Xiaojun Wang..." The old woman was crying so hard that she couldn't speak, Maybe it was because I didn't know what to say for a while, so I could only repeat over and over again, "I'm doing well... I'm doing well..."

Lingming bent down to help the old woman up, straightened his back, knelt in front of the mourning hall of the eldest princess and kowtowed.

The expressionless young man is far from the little bully in people's impressions, and it seems that he can no longer be overlapped. The one in front of him is capable, courageous and calm, and if he is more vulgar, he can probably be described as a big man.

Chen Beibei stood behind him all the time, without saying a word. In her eyes, she only saw a boy who was trying hard to keep his teeth from crying.

— That's all.