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Lu Qingyang froze on the spot. Although he was still young, he could hear the playfulness in the man's tone, but he was young after all, so he couldn't understand the hidden meaning in the other person's words, let alone answer up.

There was an embarrassing silence in the room, but the man sighed first: "I am frivolous. I haven't seen the sun for a long time, but my concentration has dropped a lot."

Lu Qingyang didn't relax because of the other party's apology. He stared at the flickering fluorescent light on the dagger, feeling as if he had awakened some powerful demon.

This feeling is very mysterious, it is purely the subconscious feeling of the weak in front of the strong.

Lu Qingyang took a few quick breaths, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Did your Excellency let me break through to the second level of Qi Refining?" Although he is useless, he is not a fool.There has been no breakthrough for four years, how could it be possible to cross that threshold in a blink of an eye?

"Yeah, you are too useless, I really can't stand it anymore." The other party didn't deny it, and there was a strong contempt in his words.

Lu Qingyang was accustomed to this kind of contempt, and continued to ask without changing his expression: "How did you do it?" There is no way for outsiders to interfere with things like cultivation breakthroughs.You can only comprehend it by yourself, even if you reach the level of the Xiantian sect, it is impossible to speed up the cultivation speed of others.The most common way is to take pills, but in this continent, there are only a handful of alchemists, and even the Lu family has a very limited collection of pills, so how could it be given to him, a good-for-nothing?

"Hmph, in this world, there are few things that can stop me." The fluorescent light of the dagger shone a little more, and after a pause, the other party added: "I can't explain it to you."

After Lu Qingyang heard this sentence, he stopped asking, because even if he didn't believe it, he still had to believe it.

Who made his cultivation so low.

The fluorescent light on the dagger dimmed, as if sensing his depressed mood, he suddenly said, "Do you want to continue to practice immortality? With my help, although it cannot guarantee that you will break through the third level of Qi refining before you are ten years old, but But it can keep you going on the immortal path."

"Can I continue to practice after ten years old?" Lu Qingyang was stunned. In his perception, it was all the strict family rules set by the Lu family.Ten years old is a harsh watershed.Whether it is the inner door or the outer door, you will know when you are ten years old.He had always thought that ten years old was his last hope. Now that someone told him that he could continue to practice after ten years old, it was no less than letting him see a bright light shining through the crack of the almost closed door in front of him.

"Although it is said that the younger you are, the easier it is to realize the Tao, but there are no such precise rules. The family rules of your Lu family should be to select good seedlings. Even if you continue to practice after ten years old, it's not a bad idea, but the benefits and benefits will be different. Much smaller." The man inside the dagger explained patiently.

However, Lu Qingyang, who was used to the warmth and coldness of people, could hear a trace of suppressed tension in this man's words.

nervous?Lu Qingyang's mood calmed down immediately after being excited. Although the information this man told him was very important, he learned one thing in these few years alone.

Nothing is free in this world.

So Lu Qingyang took a deep breath, and asked lightly: "What do you want from me? Or, what should I exchange for your guidance?"

The fluorescent light on the dagger suddenly lit up, but there was no sound for a long time.

Lu Qingyang looked at the dagger, feeling cold all over.

In fact, the other party's request is not difficult to guess at all.At this time, he has no doubt that the dagger in his hand is a high-grade magic weapon. A soul with memory and self-consciousness is imprisoned in this high-grade magic weapon. This soul has possessed his body not long ago, although it did not last long. , but this is also because he himself once resisted with all his strength in order to regain his body.

Thinking in another way, Lu Qingyang imagined that if his soul was trapped in a magic weapon and could not move without seeing the sun, then his deepest wish was nothing more than to escape the control of the magic weapon and become a human again.

Therefore, the request of the other party is already obvious.

Lu Qingyang's small body trembled a little, because he didn't know how to choose.

In order to avenge his mother, can he make up his mind to exchange his body?

This question only appeared in his mind for a split second before he made a decision in his heart.

He can.

He had thought before that if a monster appeared in front of him and asked him to exchange his life for the power of revenge, he would probably nod without hesitation.

"I know you want my body, but if I don't cooperate, even if you are attached to my body, you won't be able to keep it for long, right?" Lu Qingyang tried his best to sound calm, but in fact it wasn't that big of a deal. As a result, everything he said was trembling.

"Huh? Seeing that you're not very old, you're still very smart!" The fluorescent light of the dagger flickered, and then the young man laughed and said, "How is it? How do you think about it?"

"I need to ask a few questions." Lu Qingyang said lightly.

"Fair enough. Ask."

Lu Qingyang considered it for a while, and said: "How many years have you been in this dagger?"

The other party was obviously stunned, and then smiled wryly after a long while: "Actually, I don't know. My consciousness was only awakened four years ago, and my previous memories are still there, but I don't know what happened to me. When I woke up, I found out My soul is imprisoned in this dagger. If you hadn't happened to inject real energy into the dagger last night, I'm afraid you still wouldn't be able to hear my voice."

four years ago?Lu Qingyang's heart beat half a beat faster, and he hurriedly asked: "Then do you know who killed my mother?"

"Since I regained consciousness, I have been in your hands." The other party confessed frankly.

Lu Qingyang was caught in a dilemma. If he knew who the murderer was, he could have a goal to work hard for.But the sea of ​​people is vast, even if he is really lucky enough to cultivate the Xiantian sect, it will be difficult to find him.

"I know you want to avenge your mother." The other party was very clear about Lu Qingyang's wish, and said unceremoniously: "But according to your cultivation speed, you have practiced for more than four years at the first level of qi, and it belongs to others. Four or five times, it is still cultivated with my help, if this continues, if you want to practice to be able to avenge your mother, I am afraid that you will not be able to achieve it in this life."

Lu Qingyang clenched his lips in pain. Although this was the truth, when someone said it to his face, it was like a sharp thorn in his heart.

He is not suitable for cultivating immortals, doesn't he know it?

How many people have expressly hinted at him countless times, and he asked himself many times in his heart, is it really useful to stick to it?

On the road of cultivating immortals, there is no such thing as a fair reward at all. Maybe some people put in twice as much hard work and get back ten times the rewards, and some people put in ten times or even hundreds of times the hard work, but they don’t even get a single point. return.

But besides practicing, what else can he do?

He wouldn't naively think that as long as he didn't think about it, the past would be as if it never happened.

Every night, every night, he would see his mother in a pool of blood again and again, and then wake up in nightmares again and again.No one can understand his mood, and no one can comfort him.He could only wipe off the cold sweat on his face in the dark, savoring the fear and loneliness alone.

"...give your body to me, and I will try my best to fulfill your wish..." The fluorescent light on the dagger changed into a breathtaking light, and the man's voice whispered in his ear, as if a demon was tempting sounds made by humans.

Lu Qingyang bit his lower lip tightly and used the pain to maintain his sanity. He didn't know the origin of the soul in this dagger, but he could also feel the strength of the dagger, which far exceeded his father's cultivation level. The elders of the Lu family are even stronger.This is already his last chance, if he didn't break through the second level of Qi Refining with the help of the dagger, then he would still hesitate.After learning that he had already broken through his previous cultivation base, he could only gamble.

"I agree with your proposal, but not now." Lu Qingyang took a deep breath and regained his composure.The other party has what he wants, so why doesn't he know that the other party also wants something from him?Since it was a fair trade, why should he be inferior?

"What do you mean?" The voice in the dagger was a little surprised, obviously not expecting a boy who was only nine years old to be in such a state of mind.

But in the past four years, although he couldn't communicate with Lu Qingyang, he could sense everything that happened around him one after another, and he felt sympathy for him.Born in such an aristocratic family, and still a useless piece of wood, it is not surprising to receive such treatment.After all, this world is respected by the strong, without power, everything is just clouds.

"I can take a step back for a while, and I can't let you occupy my body for a long time. First, I don't trust you, and second, you must be lacking in ability right now?" Lu Qingyang thought for a while, and said lightly.

The light on the dagger flickered for a while, and then he said: "Well, I will accept one of your arms first, and we will take care of it later."

an arm?Lu Qingyang's whole body froze for a moment, as if he saw the tragic scene of his own arm being cut off, and subconsciously felt a pain in his shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's not that I want to eat you, but that you need to give me the control of your left arm and left hand, which is equivalent to me being attached to your left arm."

Lu Qingyang didn't hesitate this time, but asked simply and clearly: "What do I need to do?"

"Pull out the dagger first."

When Lu Qingyang heard the instructions, he hesitated for a moment.Since he had gotten this dagger, he had never pulled it out of its sheath, and he knew that it must be due to his lack of cultivation.Gritting his teeth, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and with enough energy in his body, he only heard a "chuckle" and slowly pulled the dagger out of the sheath.

Lu Qingyang only felt that the moment the dagger was unsheathed, it was radiating cold light, which hurt his eyes so much that he almost burst into tears.After closing his eyes for a while to get used to it, he tried to open his eyes, only to find that the unsheathed dagger in his hand was flowing smoothly. Just looking at the blade, he felt that it was not extraordinary, but Lu Qingyang saw something strange at a glance.

Because this dagger turned out to be blunt, without any sharp edge.

Lu Qingyang looked at it over and over again. Although the magic weapon cannot be judged by common sense, what use is this blunt dagger that can't even cut through paper?

At this moment, the man's voice sounded: "Wrap the dagger around your arm."

Suspiciously, Lu Qingyang rolled up the sleeve of his left hand to do so, but was surprised to find that the dagger was made of some unknown material, and it could bend flexibly.The cold metal immediately shrunk a circle, wrapping around his arm snugly, as thin as a cicada's wing.The point of the dagger just fits over the end of the handle, forming a clasp. There was a click, and the dagger was firmly fastened to his arm like an armband, and the fluorescent light of the word "Lin" at the end of the hilt suddenly flickered violently.

"Haha! I'll take your left arm first!"

Lu Qingyang only felt a sudden uncontrollable stiffness all over his body, and then he was shocked to find that his left arm seemed to be broken. Although he saw that his arm was still connected to him, the whole left arm had no reaction or feeling at all. .

Lu Qingyang watched helplessly as his left arm was slowly lifted up, as if confirming something, the five fingers of his left hand slowly opened, and then slowly closed into a fist.And so on, repeated several times.

It was still his own hand, and there were still scars from today on the palm, but Lu Qingyang had a strange feeling.

It's like looking at someone else's hand.

Then, he saw the index finger of his left hand stretched out, twisting his wrist and pointing towards himself, with endless grace and arrogance.

"Very good, I, Lin Zisu, accept your arm from Lu Qingyang. Our deal starts now."