"Ah..."

Fu Chen sneezed loudly, raised his hand to wipe his nose, and was about to continue lobbying when he heard a deep sigh.

"come in."

Hearing his uncle's voice, Fu Chen ran into the cave happily.

The moment I stepped into the cave, a warm air flowed over my whole body.

There was no dampness or coldness typical of caves at all.

"Fuchen pays respect to Uncle Master."

Fu Chen bowed respectfully to Xuan Ji.

Seeing Fuchen, he was dusty and his face was frosted, but his eyes were unusually bright, and...

Huh?

The master glanced at Fu Chen, then flicked his finger lightly, and the pendant on his body went directly into Xuan Ji's hand.

Seeing the amulet given by the grandmaster running into the hands of the uncle, Fu Chen quickly knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Master, that belongs to my disciple."

I stared at the pendant, feeling depressed to death.

“This…thing”

Not bad!

Xuan Ji likes it very much.

"This was given by my master!"

Fuchen replied dejectedly.

"Oh? What else did you give me? Take it all out."

"No, no more! Just this one amulet."

"Don't make me use anything else..."

Before Xuanji could finish his words, Fuchen immediately handed over his magic weapon.

The master did not lie to him and really made a magic weapon for him.

A magical instrument suitable for him.

When the master saw his whisk, he felt that it was not suitable for him.

So I went to Guangming Temple, got the right materials, and spent a day making it for him.

When he saw the Ningxin Sword, he was so moved that tears came to his eyes.

This is also the main reason why he was willing to come to see his uncle.

Everyone knows that ever since Master Uncle went into seclusion in Xuanji Mountain, it is impossible for him to come down the mountain again.

In the past, there were many junior brothers and sisters, even the master came to look for someone.

My uncle has never left the mountain.

“This is the Ningxin Sword, which was made for me by my master.

You also know that none of the brothers of the Fu generation have magical instruments. Our cultivation is not good enough."

"So, it's called the Condensing Heart Sword."

Xuan Ji took the Ningxin Sword, moved it over and over to look at it, and it was indeed a good sword.

It seems that the master still has some skills.

At least when it comes to making magical instruments, he is much better than him.

“Uncle Master, our Grandmaster is really in trouble this time. If we rely on our previous abilities, we should be able to handle it.

But I heard from Master that the Grandmaster seems to be pregnant...so, some things are hard to control."

Hearing the word 'pregnancy'.

Xuan Ji's hand holding the sword paused for a moment.

Finally, he resigned himself to his fate and let out a long sigh.

"That's all, that's all..."

When Fu Chen heard what his uncle said, he was a little confused about what he meant.

But only Xuan Ji understood. Ever since he entered the Tao, his master had told him that he was destined to suffer a disaster.

Only after overcoming this disaster, his life will be complete.

However, after waiting for so many years, this disaster never happened.

Until a few months ago, he observed the stars at night and found that he was actually attracted to love.

Suddenly, he understood.

At this moment, Xuanji, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, stood up and slowly walked in front of Fuchen.

Fu Chen looked up at his uncle, and for a moment, he was stunned.

I have to admit that my master's face is really deceptive.

Although he is over a hundred years old, he still looks like a young man.

She has delicate eyebrows and gentle eyes.

She is tall and slender, gentle and elegant, like a bright moon, extremely bright and white.

"Uncle..."

"Let's go, since you've come to find me down the mountain, I can't let you down.

Of course, this sword..."

"Uncle Master, the sword is really useless!"

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