Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

"We'll talk about the Nangong family later." Zou Ting waved his hand. "Let's talk about your own affairs first! What are your plans for the next step?"

"Master sent a message from Guangyuan Continent saying that he will be returning to the Middle World soon. We want to meet with him first." Xie Jinglan said.

"Zhongli Xiao is coming back from Guangyuan Continent?" Zou Ting was a little surprised. "It seems that because of you, the Zhongli family has lifted the punishment on him!"

"Because of me?" Xie Jinglan sneered, "I think it's because of the Hunyuan Divine Sword!"

"The temptation of the magic sword is too great! Whichever big family falls into its hands will be enough to conquer the world." Zou Ting's eyes darkened.

"It's not hard to see what Zhongli Yao is thinking. With the strength of the Zhongli family, they know it's impossible to snatch the sword away. Rather than letting someone snatch it away, it's better to let the sword stay in your hands.

He called Zhongli Xiao back because he wanted to get closer to you. But no matter what, he can come back, at least the Zhongli family is on our side.

"Master is such a good person, but I don't know what happened back then? The Zhongli family actually demoted him to the Guangyuan Continent." Xie Jinglan felt sorry for her master.

"It's better to let Zhongli Xiao tell you about this matter himself." Zou Ting said.

Beitang Yuan took out the Nangong family's secret manual and said, "Master, this is the secret manual of the martial arts technique she gave me. Can you help me take a look and see if this technique can be practiced?"

"Oh?" Zou Ting took the secret book and was very surprised. "Nine Yang Primal Chaos Divine Art Volume 1, is this what Nangong Ying gave you?"

"She gave it to me. She... I want you to take a look and see if the exercises in it are correct. I have only learned half of it. If it is not correct, I will not learn it anymore." Beitang Yuan could no longer call out the word "mother".

Zou Ting understood what he meant and opened the first page of the secret book to read it carefully.

After he turned the last page, he closed the book and handed it back to him. "The techniques above are real and can be practiced. Based on the techniques recorded above, the Nine Yang Divine Art should be divided into upper, middle, and lower volumes."

"She only gave me this first volume." Beitang Yuan said.

"The Nine Yang Primal Chaos Divine Art is indeed worthy of its reputation. You have only practiced half of this first volume, and in less than a month, your strength has already reached the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm. If you can complete this first volume, perhaps you can break through to the Void Refinement Realm."

Zou Ting looked at him approvingly, "Anyone who can inherit the Nine Yang Divine Art must have extraordinary talent."

"Master, you're too kind!" Beitang Yuan felt embarrassed after hearing his words. "To be honest, before coming to the Middle World, my strength was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul..."

"Only in the early Nascent Soul stage?" Xie Jinglan looked at Beitang Yuan in surprise. She had always thought he was incredibly powerful, but she couldn't tell what his true strength was. She hadn't asked, assuming he was at least in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Seeing her reaction, Beitang Yuan suddenly became nervous, "Lan'er, did I disappoint you?"

"No, it's already very impressive!" Xie Jinglan shook her head and praised him, "I just didn't expect your cultivation to progress so quickly."

"You two both have good talents." Zou Ting looked at the two and nodded, then took out a manual and handed it to Xie Jinglan, "This is our Zou family manual, take it and practice it well."

"Thank you, Master." Xie Jinglan happily took it.

She looked at the secret manual of martial arts in her hand, remembered something, and took out the small sandalwood box.

"Master, I found this small box in the cave where I practiced last time. There are several secret books in it. Let me show you."

Xiao Jinzi and Bai Cang told her that the last time she practiced in that cave, it attracted a lot of people to watch and Zou Ting came to protect her personally.

Zou Ting took the small box, took out the three secret books inside and took a look at them. An expression of shock immediately appeared on his face.

"Burning Heaven Sword Technique!"

Seeing his big reaction, Xie Jinglan and Beitang Yuan looked at each other. Could it be that these three secret books were some kind of peerless sword techniques?

"Master, do you know the owner of these secret books?"

"I recognize him. He was a remarkable figure more than fifty years ago. He became famous throughout the world for his peerless swordsmanship." Zou Ting couldn't help but feel emotional as he recalled what happened back then.

"But more than twenty years ago, I heard that he had successfully transcended the tribulation and ascended to heaven! I never thought that his things would be found by a girl like you!"

"Did he successfully pass the tribulation and ascend to heaven? Whose is that pile of blackened bones?" Xie Jinglan thought thoughtfully.

Could it be that before that person ascended to heaven, he gave the storage bag to the person who died of poisoning?

Zou Ting was flipping through the sword manual. When he heard her words, he looked up and asked, "What do you mean by blackened skeleton?"

"It's the storage bag I picked up. It was right next to a pile of remains of people who had been dead for more than 20 years. I checked and found that the bones were black. They must have died from a very strong poison." Xie Jinglan said.

Zou Ting was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the three secret books and asked, "Could it be that he didn't ascend to heaven, but was killed by poison?"

"I also felt that he might be an extraordinary person, so I asked Monkey to collect the remains and bury them!" said Xie Jinglan.

"Whether he ascended to heaven or was killed by someone, these things are no longer owned by anyone!" Zou Ting sighed lightly and put the three secret books back into the small box.

"Lan girl, you have the Chaos Sword. Practicing this Heaven-burning Sword is very suitable for you. If you can master it, you will definitely be able to conquer the world like him!"

"Yes, Master." Xie Jinglan took the sandalwood box.

"I can only say that you are quite lucky, girl." Zou Ting said as he stood up to leave. "You should practice well."

"Master, wait a minute." Xie Jinglan stopped him, "That Fu Mushan, do you want to meet him?"

When she captured Fu Mushan, she had not yet become Zou Ting's disciple. Now everything about her is closely related to the sect, and she has to discuss everything with him.

"Since he captured your mother, use him to exchange for someone else. If you can't get her, you will die." Zou Ting said and left.

"Yes! Master, take care."

After seeing Zou Ting off, the two entered the space.

"Xiao Jinzi, get that bastard Fu Mushan to me."

Xiao Jinzi said that he would lock that bastard up in a small dark room for a few days to dampen his arrogance, so he never brought him in for torture. Now is the time.

After a while, a man with disheveled hair was thrown in front of them, and the bright light made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

"Fu Mushan, you never thought that you would fall into my hands one day, right?" Xie Jinglan walked up to him, stepped on his arm, and exerted a little force.

"what--"

Fu Mushan screamed in pain.

"Your hand isn't even broken yet, yet you're already screaming so loudly?" Xie Jinglan grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. "Tell me! Where is my mother?"

"I... won't tell..." Fu Mushan hadn't had a drop of water for several days, his lips were chapped, and his voice was hoarse.

"You won't tell me, right? Then let's see how long you can hold on." Xie Jinglan pulled out a dagger and stabbed it down fiercely.