I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

"Huh..." When Han Wenye opened his eyes, he found that it was already dawn outside.

"This fruit is only at the level of 82. I don't know what level of treasure the clean water in the sea is." Han Wenye sighed, always feeling that the rewards he got from Xiaoyuren were a bit too much.

"If he has the ability in the future, we still have to find him." Han Wenye muttered to himself, and just as he got up to pack up, the Ruoshui sword broke through the magic weapon bag and floated out.

"Senior." Han Wenye yawned, feeling that Ying Rong was too idle, and couldn't stay for a while.

"What did you do last night?" Sword Spirit Yingrong felt the changes in Han Wenye most clearly.

Han Wenye smiled and said, "I mentioned my wood spirit root, and now I am also a talent with double spirit roots."

After Han Wenye finished talking about the Ruoshui sword, he floated to Han Wenye's side. Han Wenye stretched out his hand to hold the Ruoshui sword, and sent his wood spirit power over.

The sword spirit Ying Rong just inherited Ying Rong's sword intent and a part of his consciousness, and the ability of the spirit root still belonged to Han Wenye.

Han Wenye swung his long sword a few times, and the wood spirit burst out.

"It's not bad, it's not as good as your water spirit root." Ying Rong, the sword spirit, made a judgment.

Han Wenye nodded and said, "I have to go to fetch water to do some work, senior, don't run out if you're fine."

"I'm busy too!" Sword Spirit Ying Rong returned to the treasure bag with Ruoshui sword after speaking.

Han Wenye saw that he was a little angry, and smiled to himself. He gave the Danhuo dog food, and called out to swallow the moon, and asked the two of them to help look at the wasteland, and went down to fetch water by himself.

As he went down, he met Holly.

"Hey, I heard you cleaned up Qixue?" Dongqing asked excitedly with a suppressed voice.

"No, I've never beaten him before." Han Wenye said with a smile and shook his head.

Dongqing glanced at him and said, "Anyway, it's rumored that you have someone behind you, and you can't be easily provoked. My master asked me to ask you, do you want to change your job?"

"No, I like cleanliness, and since I have promised Uncle Tu, I will raise this fire thorn, and I will talk about other things later." Han Wenye said and walked up, with the agility of water aura, coupled with wood aura Dongqing couldn't keep up with Han Wenye for a while.

"Strange." Dongqing looked at Han Wenye's back and felt that Han Wenye was different from before, but he never imagined that within such a short period of time when Han Wenye came here, the Mizuki Shuanglinggen had been promoted to such a level.

Han Wenye shook off Dongqing and walked to the Lingchi. When he passed by, he saw the man with the wine gourd leaning over there as if waiting for someone.

"Stop." When Han Wenye was about to turn around and leave, the man called to stop Han Wenye.

"Senior." Han Wenye lowered his head and called out.

"Where is Ying Rong? Where is Ying Rong?" The man looked around while talking.

"I don't know what senior is talking about." The sword spirit is Han Wenye's secret move, so naturally he won't tell anyone.

"Stop pretending to me, boy, and Ying Rong's sword intent is in Xue boy's veins. If he didn't frighten those people, do you think you can still carry water here in such a safe place?" The man lowered his voice. , said threateningly.

Han Wenye took a step back, looked at the man and said, "Since senior knows, why do you make things difficult for me?"

"Hehe, relying on Ying Rong to become crazy." The man glanced up and down at Han Wenye and said, "Speaking of which, I have never seen Ying Rong protect anyone like this. Could it be that you and him are...a couple? ?”

"Senior, be careful." Han Wenye was really shocked. At the same time, a cold shout came, and Ruoshui sword stabbed at the man with killing intent.

"Yo? Couldn't hold back and ran out?" The man stepped back to avoid Ruo Shuijian's move, took the opportunity to drink a sip of wine, and then Ruo Shuijian transformed into sixteen swords and stabbed at the man.

"Hey, that's enough, I was just joking!" A green light flashed in the man's hand, and a somewhat curved sword with a hook came out, blocking Ruo Shuijian's attack dang dang.

Han Wenye looked at the man in surprise. To be honest, he had not seen many sword masters, but he always felt that the person who could match up with Ying Rong must be an extremely accomplished sword master.

"Hmph!" Ruoshuijian flew up into the air, and then showed the figure of Ying Rong, the sword spirit. He pointed at Han Wenye and said, "Give me spiritual energy."

Han Wenye didn't expect Sword Spirit Ying Rong to have such a temper, he really wanted to fight, he hesitated and Sword Spirit Ying Rong rushed up.

"Hey!" Although the man kept shouting while holding the sword in one hand, he caught the sword spirit Ying Rong's move.

Han Wenye was dazzled by the sight, but he wanted Ying Rong to win in his selfish intention, so he mustered up his spiritual power to send it over.

The sword spirit Yingrong let out a soft whistle, and the blade gradually widened, and the spirit water from the entire spirit pool was attached to it.

"Hey, it will destroy this place!" The man yelled while pouring wine into his mouth, and finally threw the wine gourd, and a ball of fire spewed out from his mouth.

"Be careful." Han Wenye shouted, and the sword spirit Ying Rong had condensed a three-foot-wide and two-foot-long sword and stabbed fiercely at the man carrying the wine gourd.

The man stood intently, pointing at the sword with one hand, the green light of his sword flashed, and exploded with the water surface.

"Go!" As the man yelled, countless green vines wrapped the giant sword issued by Ying Rong, the sword spirit, and the sword body shattered with a bang, and countless spiritual water rushed over and flowed back into the spirit pool.

"Happy!" The man yelled, Jianling Ying Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You're not bad, you didn't pull too much."

"Senior?" Han Wenye looked at the two suspiciously, and only then did he realize that the two seemed to have a very close friendship.

"This is Lian Yundan, the best swordsman of your Zhengxuan sect, you can worship him as your teacher." Ying Rong, the sword spirit, floated over, looked at Han Wenye and said.

"What are you talking about? I'm just a useless person." Lian Yundan went to pick up his wine gourd again, only then did Han Wenye realize that one of his arms was drooping, hanging there powerlessly.

"Don't be self-effacing, although your cultivation base has dropped a bit, but your sword intent is more powerful than before." Sword Spirit Ying Rong said looking at Lian Yundan.

Lian Yundan shook his head, sighed and sat there, then glanced at Han Wenye and said, "What is the relationship between this kid and you? This is the first time I've seen you treat someone like this."

"It doesn't matter." Han Wenye and Sword Spirit Ying Rong replied at the same time.

Lian Yundan looked around and laughed out loud, saying it was interesting.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you accept it?" Ying Rong, the sword spirit, seemed a little annoyed.

"What do you charge? It's okay to teach. I don't like the way masters and apprentices do." Lian Yundan waved his hand to let Han Wenye pass.

Han Wenye went to try the spiritual root for Lian Yundan.

"Huh? Water and wood dual spiritual roots, and both spiritual roots are so good, how did you get assigned to farm?" Lian Yundan said in surprise.

"Why do you ask so many questions? You are still not tempted by such a talent?" Sword Spirit Yingrong said with a smile on his face.

Lian Yundan glanced at Han Wenye, Han Wenye took a step back, saluted and said, "Please teach me, senior."

"Get up, get up, you don't need to salute like this in the future, let's chat casually, you can ask me here if you don't understand anything." Lian Yundan waved his hand, and briefly said a few words to Han Wenye, then Let Han Wenye fetch the spiritual water.

While carrying the spirit water, Han Wenye noticed that Lian Yundan and Jianling Yingrong were very similar.

Sword spirit Ying Rong usually listened a lot, and said a few words from time to time, and Lian Yundan made a few sword moves in the back. The two seemed to be discussing the issue of sword cultivation.

While waiting for Han Wenye to leave, Sword Spirit Ying Rong followed Han Wenye.

"If I leave the sword here, Senior can communicate with Senior Lian for a while." Han Wenye said tentatively.

"How can a sword cultivator throw away his sword at will?!" Ying Rong, the sword spirit, changed his expression.

Han Wenye could only nod his head, and walked away carrying the water.

When the sword spirit Yingrong returned to the sword, he said again: "If he doesn't let you call me master, you really don't call me master. Lian Yundan is the most outstanding sword cultivator in your Zhengxuan sect. You follow him Can't go wrong."

"Yes, I understand." Han Wenye replied, he naturally knew that the sword spirit Ying Rong was doing it for his own good, but he was troubled that he didn't know how to return Ying Rong's favor.

Originally, Ying Rong was willing to agree to his sword spirit contract, which already gave him a lot of face, but now he is so attentive to help him find a master.

"Senior, you are so kind to me." Han Wenye said with a soft sigh.

The Ruoshui sword in the magic bag moved, but made no sound.

After waiting for Han Wenye to finish all the work, he walked into the room and took out the gold cup given to him by the boss of Zuixianlou.

"Be careful." The sword spirit Ying Rong floated out, telling Han Wenye to be careful when signing the contract with Jinbei.

Han Wenye only felt that Jianling Yingrong's voice was a little gentler. He glanced at Jianling Yingrong strangely, and then used his spiritual consciousness to engrave his own spiritual consciousness on the gold cup.

"Swipe~" Han Wenye had just engraved his consciousness on the gold cup, and the Ruoshui sword over there left a sword mark, and Ying Rong, the sword spirit, also imprinted his consciousness on the gold cup.

It's just that he is Han Wenye's sword spirit after all, even though he has imprinted his consciousness, Han Wenye still occupies the dominant position.

Han Wenye glanced at Jianling Yingrong, and Jianling Yingrong also glanced at him, but didn't say anything, as if it should be taken for granted.

Han Wenye always felt that something was a little strange, but if he really wanted to worry about it, he didn't care about it. Even if Ying Rong's real body came, Han Wenye would happily let him use it if he wanted to.

"Don't look at it, try to see if this thing works." Jianling Yingrong coughed lightly and let Han Wenye in.

Han Wenye stretched out his hand to hold the golden cup, and with the input of Han Wenye's aura, the golden cup gradually showed strange patterns on the four walls.

Sword spirit Ying Rong saw that the four walls were full of paintings of two men practicing sword together, having a meal, and returning to the house. He then looked at Han Wenye strangely.

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