Battle for Rebirth

Yuan Xingnian left with the green grass seeds and books, and asked Xiao Chuxing to help him repair the paper umbrella wood Kongqing.Then he found out that the paper umbrella was made by Uncle Xiao, and it was originally intended to be given to Mu Kongqing to protect Lingzhi from the sun and rain.

Yuan Xingnian felt that it would be better if he didn't know the intention, but now when he thinks of the paper umbrella, he feels weird, and deeply feels that human life is not as precious as a spiritual plant.

The remnant light sword at the gate of Jianjian Hall is still there, and the paper figurine said that because Xiao Chuxing's fate has been changed, the story has become chaotic, and it doesn't know how the following story will proceed.

"Uncle Xiao, are you there?" Yuan Xingnian didn't go in directly, but shouted at the door.

Not long after, a small white sword with a handle about the size of his palm flew out, then turned around and pointed to the suzerain's hall.

Yuan Xingnian stared at the little sword for a while, "Uncle Master is not here? Then when will he..." Halfway through his words, he felt that it was weird for him to speak to a sword, so he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojian said in a serious and low voice: "Master has gone to the lobby. He said he will be back in a while, let me guard here."

The paper man who had closed his eyes to rest his mind opened his eyes, and looked at the small white sword with a thin light with great interest, "This is the sword spirit. It seems that Xiao Chuxing deliberately concealed his strength. But it is also possible that the story did not mention it in the first place. , after all, there is very little about Tianmenzong."

Sword spirits, spirits with self-awareness that can only be created by swordsmiths, can assist the sword owner in attacking.When a treasured sword is destroyed, the sword spirit will generally disappear.

"Does Qin Guang have it too?" Yuan Xingnian couldn't help asking.

"Naturally. Otherwise, how could Junzheng not be able to control it?" the paper figurine replied.

It's just that Yuan Xingnian has never seen Qin Guang's sword spirit appear, and there are very few swordsmiths who can forge such a sword with self-consciousness. His father once said that a good swordsmith can even control the sword. The spirituality of that sword.

Yuan Xingnian looked at the remnant light sword that was quietly inserted in the place surrounded by stones, walked a few steps and squatted in front of it.He looked left and right for a while, then touched the blade of the sword again.

"What are you doing?" Not only the paper figurine, but even Xiaojian asked curiously.

Yuan Xingnian scratched his head in embarrassment, and then explained: "I'm looking to see if there is a sword spirit in this afterglow."

The light on Xiao Jian's body seemed to be a little bit brighter: "Without the master, the sword spirit will not appear. Besides, this sword does not have a master."

"Do you think the sword spirit has any sword?" The paper figurine couldn't laugh or cry, and poked Yuan Xingnian's neck with his finger.

Yuan Xingnian shrugged, since they all said so, he gave up observing and sat on the threshold to read the book Mu Kongqing gave him instead.The book mainly introduces several common spiritual plants, such as hemostatic grass, vitality flower, etc., which can grow without much care. It is easy to die, only the wood spirit roots they are close to have a high chance of being cultivated.The green thread grass has a slow growth cycle, it germinates in three months and matures in nine months, and it needs to be irrigated with spiritual power every day, and the time is set, if it exceeds one minute and one second, the green thread grass is equivalent to useless.Yuan Xingnian felt that Master had overestimated him by asking him to plant such delicate spiritual plants from the very beginning.

Yuan Xingnian turned to the next few pages, and suddenly saw that it said Resurrection Grass. It takes hundreds of years for Resurrection Grass to bloom. Not to mention the long time, it may not necessarily bloom.There is no specific explanation in the book, and the person who wanted to write the book has never seen the Resurrection Grass with his own eyes.As for how to plant it, of course there is no way.

"Why didn't Lian Xiao show up?" The paper figurine was so bored, originally there was Lian Xiao to talk with it.

Yuan Xingnian touched Tianlu on his neck and shook his head.He also couldn't understand, tried to summon Lian Xiao several times, but it didn't respond.Yuan Xingnian didn't know if it was because it forcibly used the paper umbrella in the secret realm, so he could only wait silently for it to appear.

The little white sword said, "Master is back."

Yuan Xingnian raised his head and saw two figures in the distance.When they approached, he found that it was Zhao Pan, who had also been depressed for a long time after Zhou Tong's death, and seemed to dislike talking to people less and less.

"Uncle Master." Yuan Xingnian stood up and shouted.

Xiao Chuxing glanced at him and signaled him to follow, then went straight into the inner hall, then sat on the chair in the middle, and squinted at Zhao Pan again.

"Take that sword, since the suzerain has said so." Xiao Chuxing said to Zhao Pan after a pause, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly mockingly, "As for whether the sword spirit is willing to follow you, it's not my problem."

Zhao Pan showed neither humbleness nor overbearing, nodded lightly and said, "Thank you, uncle, and leave."

Yuan Xingnian didn't realize it at first, but when Zhao Pan walked back without looking sideways, he remembered that he also pulled out the afterglow.Could it be that Zhao Pan was the person that his master asked him to find in the previous life?Yuan Xingnian couldn't figure it out. After thinking for a while, he turned his gaze back and took out the paper umbrella from the Qiankun bag.

"Uncle Master, Master said that only you can repair this paper umbrella." Yuan Xingnian held a paper umbrella with cracks on the ring surface, only the supporting pillars were still intact.

Xiao Chuxing took it over and looked it over carefully, and couldn't help but click his tongue, "It shouldn't be, your paper umbrella has been used by others? It obviously resisted other people's orders to break it like this."

Yuan Xingnian frowned, knowing that it was because Lian Xiao forcibly used the paper umbrella to save him that it broke so badly.But he didn't tell Xiao Chuxing, but omitted the past vaguely.Xiao Chuxing didn't pay much attention to it, it was just a magic weapon of golden elixir, even if it was broken, he didn't have much interest in researching it.

"Let me go for these two days, and let Yiqian send it to you when it's done." Xiao Chuxing said.

"Okay, thank you uncle." Yuan Xingnian went back to his room without stopping.

The paper man leaned on Yuan Xingnian's shoulder and suddenly turned his head. It pulled off his clothes and said in a low voice, "Zhao Pan didn't leave, he was watching you."

According to the words, Yuan Xingnian turned his head, but Zhao Pan, who was looking at him with his sword in his arms, quickly looked away, and then left in the opposite direction.He sighed, although he wanted to save his relationship with Zhao Pan, but the other party always looked cold and distant, and he couldn't get close to him at all.He also doesn't understand why the two people who were so close before are falling apart now.

On the way, I met Lu Lingfu. Although she had the same face as Lu Fuling, she obviously liked Yuan Xingnian for more than a year, but I don't know if it was to satisfy the dark and obscure desire in her heart.

Uncle Lu obviously didn't care about Yuan Xingnian's face, he stopped the way with a smile, "Don't you know how to shout when you see Uncle Lu?"

Yuan Xingnian dryly called Master Uncle, and said: "Uncle Lu, I have something else to do, so I will take my leave first."

Lu Lingfu obviously didn't like what he wanted, grabbed his sleeve with a ambiguous face, and even breathed a breath of fragrance on his face on purpose, "Is my nephew so afraid of me?"

"Where?" Yuan Xingnian complained incessantly, but still kept a respectful expression on his face.

"Tsk, I have something to tell you." Lu Lingfu hooked his lips, "You have also established the foundation, and the suzerain informed everyone to go to the Sword Tomb after ten days of foundation establishment."

Yuan Xingnian suddenly raised his head, as if he couldn't believe it.At the beginning, Xiao Chuxing found the Xuanming Iron that cast Qin Guangjian in the sword mound, but the sword mound that was opened every three years has been closed now, and usually only the sword cultivators in the pulse condensing stage would go there to feel the sword intent. What do you mean?

"It seems that you don't know that the sword mound you are going to can't be entered by the pulse congealing cultivator." Lu Fuling smiled, "Although the small sword mound is not as famous as the sword mound, it is usually the sect that chooses to let the disciples try it. Ten days later, we have several other sects who want to go together. It is said to be a competition, but it is actually a competition. Whoever gets the most spirit beads will get a golden elixir magic weapon."

"Uncle, who is going to our sect?" Yuan Xingnian asked.

Lu Lingfu brushed his hair out impatiently, and then said slowly, "There is no limit on the number of people in the small sword mound, as long as you reach the foundation establishment, you can enter. So it is possible for casual cultivators and even demon cultivators to go, ha said Maybe Le Xiu from the Le Qing Sect will also come." When she said about Le Xiu, her face was obviously contemptuous and mocking.

Yuan Xingnian has never heard of the music cultivator in the Leqing Sect. According to him, monks are generally divided into law cultivators, sword cultivators, physical cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators. So what does Le Xiu use to cultivate? .

"Our sect is naturally the most outstanding among your disciples, so we won't lose face of Tianmen sect." Lu Lingfu sneered, and continued, "The other sects have no good ideas, anyway, their aptitude is comparable to that of Tianmen sect." How tall is your senior brother?"

Yuan Xingnian smiled perfunctorily. He naturally knew that their sect's monarchy talent was the most evil. If he used this to separate them like Zhao Pan, he was obviously wrong. After all, he was never the one who wanted to be the leader.

Lu Lingfu seemed a little disappointed, she curled her lips, and thought of something when she was planning to leave, she took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Yuan Xingnian.

"In order to let you live longer, the suzerain gave it to you." After she finished speaking, she left quickly.

Yuan Xingnian was left speechless looking at the magic weapon in his hand. This magic weapon was light and thin, like a poor-quality rope, and he doubted what it could be used for.

The paper figurine waited until Lu Lingfu could no longer see the figure before saying: "I have the impression of the Le Qing Sect. The writer's new story is about Le Xiu. But I don't know the details."

Yuan Xingnian nodded absent-mindedly, then suddenly thought of something, and said, "Hua Lian seems to be from the Le Qing Sect, right? I remember mentioning it once."

"Well...it seems to be." The paper man racked his brains to recall for a long while, and replied uncertainly, "The Leqing Sect can only be regarded as a middle-level sect. It's strange, how could he be willing to stay with Hualian's aptitude?" There it is."

Yuan Xingnian shrugged, how did he know what those geniuses with monstrous talents were thinking, but after thinking about it, he should meet Hua Lian in the whole sect trial ten days later, I don't know if he will also go to Gong Case Qiu.And Gong Si Wu Liu, whose name he didn't know, would also appear. At that time, he couldn't help laughing dryly, thinking that nothing good would happen if he thought about it.

But what he should do now is to practice the exercises that his father gave him. After all, using it against the clock properly can save his own life.