The Second Immortal Road

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　　? The cave house of the black robe man is not much bigger than the cave house of the master of the library. It is still dark, and there is a gloomy ghost everywhere. In some places, one or two purple ghost fires are floating from time to time.

　　 The whole cave is gloomy, with a terrible atmosphere.

　　The black-robed man let go and looked directly at Zhu Lingqin, and continued to speak in a non-emotional tone: "Tell me all the information!"

"Xianzhang, please forgive the villain for being impolite. May I ask the slave to confirm if you are the fairy elder Chun'er? The teacher only asks the villain to tell the truth about the Duanmuzhang Pavilion and the fairy elder Chuner!" Zhu Lingqin hesitated After a while, he opened his mouth like this.

　　 "Yes, I am Han Chun'er, the son really took you as a disciple? Is there anything special about you?" The black robe man nodded, and then asked with a hint of doubt.

　　 Based on her understanding of her son, the matter of accepting disciples is too far away, basically impossible. Even if a person has the roots of heavenly spirit, his son will not be interested in nurturing.

　　 Her son never wants to be distracted by these trivial matters!

　　 can make her son arouse the idea of ​​accepting disciples, either it is of great use to her son, or it is the friendship that makes her son have to accept disciples.

"If you say whether there is something special about the villain, it is probably because my name is Zhu Lingqin. In terms of generation, the master should be my master uncle, and the villain grandfather is the master's senior brother." Now that I saw my family Zhu Lingqin stopped telling lies about people whom the master believed, and began to tell the truth.

　　 "The elder brother of the son, you still have the surname Zhu. Could it be that you are from the Zhu family of Wu country!" The black robe man said a little unexpectedly.

　　 "The immortal head actually knows the origin of the villain!" Zhu Lingqin raised his eyes in surprise, wondering why a small Zhu family could be known by the immortal head Jiang tens of thousands of miles away.

"It turned out to be a descendant of the master brother, but this can be explained. Since you are a disciple of the son, don't call yourself a villain. I can't bear it. You can call me Uncle Chun'er. "After learning about Zhu Lingqin’s origins, the black robe man’s tone eased, and then added: "Go on, how did the son meet you, how did you accept you as a disciple, and why Let you come back, but he himself won't come back!"

　　 "Yes!" Zhu Lingqin nodded, but he sighed again in his heart that his cheap master seemed to be an unusual person. Apart from the concern of the fairy-like woman before, this ghostly person also cares so much now.

　　 After a while, Zhu Lingqin finished the last sentence with a little breathlessness, and completely said that Han Ming's appearance was turned into a golden statue.

"The young man is also in the stage of pill formation!" The black robe man muttered to himself with joy, and then looked at Zhu Lingqin and said: "Ling Qin, it was a hard work for you to send the young man back so far. If there is anything you want, talk to Uncle Master!"

Zhu Lingqin was overjoyed when he heard the words, and looked at Han Ming, and said: "Enlighten Master Chun'er, the master has turned into a golden statue, and now I don’t know what to do. He also asked the master to help him as soon as possible. Out of the cocoon."

"You are very filial. I will naturally assist you in your son's situation. Don't worry about that. Now I'm asking what you want." The black robe man spoke gently, no longer the way he treated Yu Yanluo. Icy.

When Zhu Lingqin heard the words, he looked at his lame leg. This is the injury he suffered after throwing into the river. The whole was broken, and there was no time to cultivate. She was framed on a wooden board and leaned on hemp all day. Rising Star Sect.

"Ha, it's just a small matter!" The black-robed man chuckled and threw out a bottle of pill. "Now it is painful to help you with bones. I'm afraid you can't help it. Take the pill and wipe it once a day for three days. Good growth!"

　　 "What else can I want." The black robe man continued to add.

　　 Zhu Lingqin grabbed the medicine, with joy on his face, and then said without hesitation: "My nephew wants to cultivate immortality. The master said I am Lei Linggen and I can practice, but he has never taught me the technique."

"This is also a trivial matter. Since I accepted you as a disciple, he will definitely teach you to practice. I haven't taught you now. Maybe it's because I don't have thunder attribute exercises on him. I happened to receive a top thunder attribute exercises decades ago. Although it's a bit dangerous, the Qi training period is not all right! You take the cultivation first, wait for the son to recover, and then let the son decide what kung fu you should practice!" The black robe man raised his hand and threw a coin. Yu Jian.

　　 "Thank you, Master Chun'er!" Zhu Lingqin took the jade slip, with more joy on his face.

　　 "Is there anything else you want?" Chun'er seemed very happy, and didn't mind giving the nephew who sent her son back a lot of benefits.

　　 Zhu Lingqin struggled for a while. He was so insightful, but for a moment he didn't know what to ask for.

"Forget it, this is my clan elder token, there are many merit points in it, you can use it, just ask for what you want, there is this token, no one I will embarrass you!" The black-robed man threw a small black token, and then said: "Go out and get familiar with the situation in the clan!"

　　 After speaking, the black robe man waved his hand gently and sent Zhu Lingqin out of the cave.

　　 Standing in front of Han Mingjin, the black-robed man slowly unbuttoned the large black robes, revealing the slim body in the white palace suit, and the beautiful, thrilling, overwhelming face.

"My son, you have been there for more than a hundred years, but you scared the maidservant. If it hadn't been for Master Duanmu to secretly make your natal primordial lamp, the maidservant would have thought you had fallen." Chun'er walked into the golden statue. Looked at Han Ming's face in a daze.

"Chun'er hasn't seen you for a long time. The matter is urgent. I can't talk more nonsense. Help me collect all kinds of strange poisons. The golden body is immersed in it, and I will be back soon!" A weak spirit wave communicated the spirit contract between Chun'er and Han Ming that had not been triggered for more than a hundred years, and the voice that belonged to Han Ming was recalled in Chun'er's mind.

　　 "My son, it's you!" Chun'er approached in surprise, but saw the golden body still motionless.

"The method of refining the poison pool is first tempered with the poison of special flesh and blood, then turned into poisonous water, and then the body of the poison pool is tempered with the poison of bones, followed by..." Han Ming's voice echoed in Chun'er's mind again, narrating non-stop, as if he didn't have much time.

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Six months after Zhu Lingqin arrived at the Sect of Ascending Stars, on the summit of Sect of Ascending Stars, there were several women sitting in a huge palace. At the top ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ a white robe, with picturesque eyes and elegant demeanor. , It seems that the fairy is coming out of the painting.

There are several monks sitting next to the upper woman. On the right, there is a girl in emerald green dress. There is a faint smoke lingering around her body, quite like a fairy, not Yu Yanlian. Who is the current master of Cangshuge!

As for the left side, there is a female cultivator with one hand on her cheek. Although she looks outstanding and has a high level of cultivation, she is at the peak of the mid-stage pill formation. The child, from time to time, took out a Lingguo and threw it in his mouth.

　　 At the bottom is a man in a black robe, and Zhu Lingqin is on the side. In the past six months, his face has turned white a lot, at least he is no longer the black kid like before.

"Except for the Supreme Elder who guards the Ten Thousand Golden Spirit Caves, all the senior sisters and sisters should be there. Can you tell me about the whereabouts of my sixth junior brother? We are all concerned about it, Master. Before the transformation, I also missed the Sixth Junior Brother!" The female cultivator sitting at the top spoke, although her tone was flat, she still had a touch of majesty.

　　 This woman is not someone else, she is the uncle Qiao Master Qiao Yushan back then.

"Yes, yes, so is that little old man. Once he disappears, he will be more than a hundred years old, so that his grandfather and uncle will have a good life!" The female nun on the left replied. This person is not a stranger, but a descendant of Duanmu Xiao Son, the intersection with Han Ming back then was not superficial.

　　 "You called me today because of this? Then I can only say that I don't know." The black-robed man replied coldly, with the same tone as before, abnormally cold. I want to talk about "" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find friends~