There is also spring for passers-by

The gray-robed man exclaimed, "Oh no! This is her natal sword!"

As he almost finished speaking, the sword ball in Dongfang Fulai's hand grew bigger and suddenly turned into a chilling immortal sword. With a whoosh, it pierced Dongfang Fulai's dantian, and with another whoosh, it pierced his heart from the back.

The gray-robed man leaped up and said, "Wenlu, if you want to be my disciple, kill her now."

Wen Lu picked up the sword left by Yuanying earlier, his hands trembling.

Dongfang cursed him as "waste", held his hand, raised his sword and brought it down. Wen Wan's head and body were separated, and blood splattered. The moment her body fell to the ground, Taiyi Sword whimpered, as if mourning the death of its master.

A brilliant colorful beam of light shot straight into the sky. Taiyi Sword chased the beam of light, crossed the barrier, entered the world of immortal cultivation, and turned into eight-colored fireworks in the sky above the world of immortal cultivation.

He Xiaosan looked at the night sky and asked, "Grandpa, did a powerful person die?"

He Yi couldn't help but shed tears, "Fairy Wuque died in the lower world—"

"Grandpa, how is it possible? The fairy is such a nice person, kind and friendly..." He Xiaosan couldn't continue.

Amidst the beautiful fireworks, a golden sword fell towards the sword tomb.

The sword cultivator uses his body as a furnace to condense his natal sword. Once he dies, the natal sword will return to the secret realm of the sword tomb and turn into the sword tomb's energy. From then on, there will be no Taiyi sword, but only the "Taiyi Sword Art" left by the perfect fairy Wen Wan.

When Yu Jizi saw the column of light, he ran to the observatory in one breath, but saw Xuan Jizi looking sad.

"Master, Junior Sister... has met her doom..." His body softened and he knelt on the ground, crying softly, as if he was deliberately suppressing his tears, yet also as if he was indulging himself. He cried like fallen leaves trembling in the autumn wind, helpless and desperate.

Xuanjizi looked at the direction of Anguo in the lower world for a long time. They could stop her from entering the world, but she had her own opinions and expressed her own reasons. In fact, she wanted to leave her life to the direct descendants of Tianji Pavilion.

"Out of the ancestor and my junior sister, why can only one survive? My junior sister is not even twenty years old. Her heart is devoted to the Dao and to the people. Why would she die tragically in this calamity..."

Xuanjizi remained silent. Both the master and the disciple knew that she would face a calamity, but they had never revealed anything.

"The direct descendants of the Tianji Pavilion cultivate in accordance with destiny. Your junior sister knew that we had revealed the secrets, but she didn't want us to be harmed by them. She bravely moved forward and was willing to take risks. Yu Jizi, everything is God's will..."

God's will cannot be violated.

*

Linzhou, Wenfu.

Dongfang ran towards Dongfang Fulai and looked at him covered in blood. "Old Ancestor, are you seriously injured?"

"Find the golden elixir in her body!"

Wen Luru was in a dream. He killed his sister. He chopped off his sister's head. His sister's heart was dug out and her dantian was taken out, but she didn't die...

Feng and Wen Dashan slowly approached Wen Wan's body. "Wan'er, you can't blame us. It's you who sucked the whole family's luck. Our family has bad luck, only you are lucky. If you don't die, we will have no way to survive. I have spiritual roots, but I haven't been able to draw spirits into my body for several months. It's all because of you that I was harmed.

In your next life, choose a good family, and don't suck away the luck of your entire family like you did this time."

With Wen Lu's action, Wen Wan's soul left her body and entered the space inside her body.

033 couldn't sense her breath and was extremely anxious.

"Host, host, why did you die? Woo woo, why did you die, host..."

Wen Wan did not respond. Her soul entered the Nirvana Rebirth Formation. Looking at the little Nascent Soul, her soul stretched out its hand, feeling her murderous intent. The Nascent Soul wanted to escape, but its reaction was too slow, and it was crushed by the soul and turned into a pure spiritual power cloud that neither dispersed nor gathered.

The soul formed a hand seal, and a strange thing happened. The formation that could never be truly activated before was successful this time, lighting up all the array eyes. The large and small array eyes continuously injected Yuanli into the soul in the center of the formation, slowly forming a giant cocoon, and then from the giant cocoon it turned into a huge egg. The clouds and mist transformed by the Nascent Soul had long disappeared and merged into the giant cocoon.

She had memorized the "Divine Art of Body Shaping" by heart, including every spell, every hand gesture, every seal, and how to absorb energy to reshape the body. The body she reshaped this time would have a blood relationship with any living creature in this world.

She recalled what the founder of Tianji Pavilion said in the void: "die first and then be reborn", so the key to the body-shaping secret is to die first. Only by dying can the body be reshaped.

Outside, Dongfang searched all over Wen Wan's Dantian area, "Old Ancestor, I can't find the golden elixir."

The gray-robed man said indifferently, "Wenlu, this is a communication talisman. After you take the elixir, if you can possess spiritual roots, you can activate this talisman, and I will come to Anguo to accept you as my disciple."

This was agreed upon long ago, and he would not go back on his word.

Dongfang Fulai searched carefully but still couldn't find the golden elixir. "Without the golden elixir, could it be that she is still in the Nascent Soul stage?"

Regarding the rumors in the world of immortal cultivation, before she comprehended the laws, the entire Divine Weapon Sect, and even the entire world of immortal cultivation said that she was the number one waste material, that it was difficult for her to build her foundation, and that she had to use the magic weapon of time to barely build her foundation. The fact that she had reached the level of Golden Elixir was a compliment to her.

Dongfang Fulai was stabbed twice by Taiyi Sword, and his dantian and heart were injured. The injury to the heart is easy to heal, but the injury to the dantian is difficult to heal. If it is not healed properly, his cultivation will regress in the future. He needs the human pill refined by the chaotic spirit to repair his injuries and improve his cultivation.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, and Wenwan's body was taken away by him.

Dongfang Fulai turned around and left. This time, he lost two Nascent Souls.

Wen Wan didn't have an inner elixir, so it could only be the Nascent Soul. However, he didn't see the Nascent Soul escape, so the Nascent Soul might still be in his body. If he put it into the storage bag, there was no way the Nascent Soul could escape. When he returned to the clan, he would immediately pour everything in the storage bag into the alchemy furnace to condense the elixir.

Dongfang called out affectionately, "Ancestor!"

Dongfang Fulai didn't look back. She was just a mortal without spiritual roots. They just had the same surname, but they were very far apart. If he didn't want to use her, she wouldn't even have the chance to see him.

"Ancestor..." Dongfang shouted again, and Dongfang Fulai boarded the fairy boat and ran towards the entrance without looking back.

A spiritual boat passed through the darkness and landed above the Wen Mansion. The leading celestial master shouted, "Who has passed away in this mansion?"

Wen Dashan immediately replied, "No one has passed away. The elders of the young lady's family are discussing the Dao here."

The problem of collapsed walls and houses cannot be solved.

One person lightly scolded, "The Immortal Wuque of the Divine Weapon Sect has passed away. You are her family in the secular world, right?"

Feng's eyes were panicked.

Wen Lu said angrily, "She single-handedly robbed the entire family of their luck, became a disciple of a powerful immortal, and advanced to become a fairy. But what about us? Just because I'm her second brother, I'm unlucky enough to have no spiritual roots and can't cultivate?"

The three Heavenly Masters on the Spirit Boat couldn't help but laugh. They didn't laugh, but they thought it was really absurd.

"You are so ignorant that it's laughable," the leading Heavenly Master spat. "Fairy Wuque is a daughter of destiny. This is known to everyone in the upper echelons of the Great Secluded Immortal Sect, and everyone favors her. Any person of destiny, born for destiny, inherits the fortune of heaven. Any family or clan will cherish and support them, devoting all their efforts to cultivating them.

What is the Daughter of Luck in Heaven? It is the blessing bestowed upon all the sentient beings in the world by the will of Heaven and the powerful gods in the upper realm.

Whenever a girl of good fortune ascends to the Tao, her family, clansmen, and even the immortal sect she belongs to will receive great opportunities. She will then ascend to become an immortal, or bring prosperity to the immortal sect for thousands of years..."