lcionline Chapter 194: The Cold Master Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 194: The Cold Master Falls in Love with Me
Leng Zhuxin naturally wanted to learn, so he immediately performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple. Although he didn't call him Master, he also showed his attitude.
The strong man was even happier now, and he stood up suddenly, "Okay, okay, sit down cross-legged, and from now on you will be half my apprentice!
Most of the things in Gate Number Nine are my personal property. Once you learn the Cloud Spear Skill, you can take them all away!"
The burly man said it very generously, and then taught the Cloud Spear Technique to Leng Zhuxin.
After just a short time together, the strong man felt a little reluctant to leave, but he had promised the man that he would guard the secret realm for tens of thousands of years, otherwise he could have left with Leng Zhuxin.
The sturdy man sighed with some reluctance, "I'm afraid it will be fifty years before we, the master and disciple, meet again. I wonder if the disciple has anything good to leave for the master?
It doesn't need to be anything expensive, just the books you female cultivators like to read will do."
"Script?"
Leng Zhuxin was stunned. She had never realized that her master liked to read storybooks.
She had hardly read any storybooks, so when she suddenly needed one, she couldn't find it for a while.
She just vaguely remembered that there seemed to be some in the space, which was looted from the storage ring of the pink-clothed female cultivator who wanted to take over her body.
After rummaging through the storage space for a long time, I finally found out some stuff, and there were actually quite a few.
Putting all the storybooks on the ground, the strong man collected them all without being picky, and then waved his hand, "Let's go quickly, don't waste time, I see that you have the Heavenly Ice Spiritual Root and the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root. There is a strange fire in this secret realm, you can try to recover it.
When you leave the underground palace, don't take anyone else with you to avoid attracting jealousy. Go directly to the volcano. The strange fire should be on the volcano."
"The volcano side? But isn't the volcano side the only real part of the Flame Cloud Realm?"
Leng Zhuxin was a little confused. She remembered that Su Fanzhen and Gu Wangchen both said that the Yanyun Realm was only that big.
"Of course not only that, the underground palace is actually on the other side of the volcano. If it didn't really exist, how could you have gotten in? But the strange fire is not in the underground palace, so you need a certain amount of luck to get there.
You monks are at the crater when you leave the underground palace. You can try walking over there to see if you can find any opportunities."
The warrior waved his hand to open the tenth door and handed Leng Zhuxin a Qiankun bag.
"Okay, let's go in. If we're any later, we'll miss out on a lot of stuff."
The sturdy man was talking about the cultivators who came in to challenge him. The things that each cultivator took away came from behind the gate. The only difference between them and Leng Zhuxin was that they were not qualified to enter the gate. They entered through a fake gate created by him, which only contained one or two items that he had picked out at random.
He exerted more strength to push Leng Zhuxin into the door, wiped away the non-existent tears before closing the door, and picked up the topmost book in his hand as if it were a treasure.
I first glanced at the name on the cover.
"Master Leng Mo fell in love with me?"
"Well, not bad, not bad, it looks like another exciting one!
Huh? Why do I seem to have heard this name before? Chang Heng Xian Zun? Where on earth did I hear this name before?
The strong man flipped through a few more pages in confusion, and only reacted after seeing Yue Yang's name.
He uttered an "Oh" with disdain.
"So this is the master of that useless loser who was defeated by me over two hundred years ago and still spoke harshly. This cold-hearted master fell in love with me, so I can't write about them, right?
That guy also came in this year. It took him over two hundred years to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He's really a loser. I even asked Old Li to treat him well. I don't know how much effort Old Li put in."
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Leng Zhuxin entered the real ninth door. Although the strong man said there were not many things inside, Leng Zhuxin found that there were a lot of things inside after he came in and took a look.
There are more than a dozen magical weapons, not to mention a lot of magical herbs and flowers.
In addition to these, there are also many immortal-level skills. It is obvious that the strong man should be from the upper realm.
He stayed in Yanyun Territory just for some reason, and suppressed his cultivation to the early Nascent Soul stage to deal with the cultivators who challenged him.
After putting all the things into the Qiankun bag given by the strong man, Leng Zhuxin raised a teleportation array under her feet. This teleportation array was to send her out. Leng Zhuxin quickly jumped out and reached out to knock on the door of the stone chamber, wanting to go back.
The sturdy man was reading the notebook in his hand with great interest. When he heard the ninth door being knocked from inside, he guessed that it was Leng Zhuxin.
Turning the page of the notebook in his hand, the strong man did not open the door, but whispered through it: "But is there anything else you want to ask? You don't need to know my name. It won't do you any good if you know it."
These words made Leng Zhuxin swallow the question that she was about to ask. Besides this, she had another question she wanted to ask.
Then he asked, "Do you know about the Fuyi Mirror?"
"The Fuyi Mirror? Wasn't the Fuyi Mirror taken away by a cultivator? Did it fall into your hands?"
The sturdy man opened the door again after hearing Fu Yijing's words, frowning.
Leng Zhuxin summoned the Fuyi Mirror from his sea of consciousness.
After the Fuyi Mirror automatically recognized its master, it has been hidden in her sea of consciousness. As long as Leng Zhuxin does not intend to return it to Su Fanzhen, she can summon it out.
The strong man took it and looked at it. After confirming that it was the real Fuyi Mirror, he returned it to Leng Zhuxin.
But his frown did not relax. "This Fuyi Mirror is a magic weapon of the Ning family in the upper realm. It was sent to the secret realm fifty years ago. As for who that person was, I can't tell you.
I see that the Fuyi Mirror has truly recognized you as its master. I guess you are the descendant that person was talking about. Please keep this bead.
It's something on the Fuyi mirror."
The strong man handed a blood-red bead to Leng Zhuxin. Before he saw the bead, Leng Zhuxin didn't think there was anything missing on the Fuyi Mirror. Only after he took it did he realize that the Chongming bird on the Fuyi Mirror should be holding a precious bead in its mouth, which was this one.
Sure enough, the next moment the burly man talked about the origin of the orb, "Back then, the mysterious man separated the mirror and the orb into two. Old Ten gave the mirror to a cultivator who came here to train, and the orb to me.
He said that he would wait until he met someone who could make the Fuyi Mirror truly recognize its master before taking it out.
Don't underestimate this bead. It is the trigger that allows the cultivator's soul to enter the mirror world for training.
When you return, you only need to stain the beads with your blood and place them in the mouth of the Chongming bird to make them merge into one."
The sturdy man told Leng Zhuxin to put the beads away. Although Leng Zhuxin wanted to know who the mysterious man was who sent the Fuyi Mirror to Yanyun Realm, he could see that the sturdy man really didn't know, so he didn't ask any more questions.
But through the strong man's words, she was almost certain that the mysterious man should be a friend rather than an enemy.
After putting the beads into the space, Leng Zhuxin bid farewell to the strong man again and left the underground palace through the ninth door of the teleportation array.
She learned how to shoot in the secret realm, and wasted some time talking to the strong man, so she came out late.
There were quite a few monks sitting on the crater, all of whom had just been teleported out of the underground palace. Most of them looked very disheveled, and their furrowed brows showed that they had not gained anything in the underground palace.
Killing people and stealing treasures is not uncommon in the secret realm. They did not leave because they knew that there was only one exit from the underground palace and they wanted to steal the treasures here.
The monks whose treasures were taken away by them would most likely lose their lives and be thrown into the volcano.
Of course, in most cases, it is the sect disciples who rob the independent cultivators, or the independent cultivators who rob the sect disciples with lower cultivation levels.
For example, among people of the same clan or different clans, most of them will be a little more cautious and will not take action on the spot. Instead, they will remember who got the things and think of a way to deal with them when they return.
It is precisely for this reason that many monks who obtained treasures from the underground palace would deliberately put on a dejected look, sighing and sitting at the crater waiting for people to come out.