Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 59 The Bitter Tactics of the Sages of the Supreme Purity
Hearing Wei Shuyu's 'resolute' words, Master Tongtian couldn't help but sighed slightly in his heart.

Jiejiao really needs such talents!

Moreover, Wei Shuyu, a boy with extraordinary talent, an acquired human race, has cultivated to the real fairyland in just a few years, he is really a child of luck!
Now that Wei Shuyu's cultivation is enough, there are some things that can be done!
The leader of Tongtian sect wanted to win over Wei Shuyu no matter what, so he planned to play a trick this time!
Master Tongtian drank a few glasses of wine, sighed non-stop, his eyes were full of loneliness and frustration.

"In the past five years, I have exhausted all my energy, but I can't recover the remnant soul of the turtle spirit. I feel uncomfortable..."

"This seat is uncomfortable, Shuyu, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Wei Shuyu shook his head decisively.

"Forget it, just drink if you don't understand!"

I don't know how much wine I drank, and neither of them used their strength to dispel the alcohol.

The leader of Tongtian even put ordinary wine into the green leather gourd, converted it with the mana of a saint, poured it for Wei Shuyu, and poured Wei Shuyu wine non-stop.

"I am a saint, omnipotent, but I can't save my disciple..."

Wei Shuyu looked decisive on the surface, but in his heart he was touched by the words of Master Tongtian.

"Yeah, saints are not omnipotent..."

"Jiejiao used to claim that ten thousand immortals came to court, but now, the dead and the disabled, Shuyu, I feel uncomfortable and heartbroken!" The tone of the Master Tongtian became more and more lonely.

Wei Shuyu couldn't think of a saint even after beating him to death, so he played a bitter trick without being superficial, and he was tricked when he was not paying attention, and he was full of emotion!

"Shuyu, is there really no way to save the turtle spirit?" The leader of Tongtian asked sincerely.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Shuyu said slowly, "There should be!"

Master Tongtian smiled from the bottom of his heart, "The kid is hooked, fight with me, you are still young!"

"What way?" The eyes of the leader of Tongtian showed hope.

"Perhaps we can imitate the Emperor Fuxi!"

"Reincarnation into reincarnation?"

"It's not that I have never thought of reincarnating the turtle spirit, but after Fuxi proved the Emperor's Dao Fruit, he recovered the true spirit..."

"After the tortoise spirit enters reincarnation, it turns into a human race, but it is an ordinary Houtian human race. How can it cultivate and restore its cultivation base to retrieve its true spirit?" The leader of Tongtian was full of melancholy.

Wei Shuyu was poured several cups of spiritual wine by the leader of Tongtian, and blurted out: "Does this mean that you don't believe in our race?"

"Aren't Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, and Cheng Chumo all Houtian Human Race, but now they have also attained the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit?"

"But... But this seat is worried!"

"Unless the tortoise spirit is reincarnated, and someone from the race will personally teach it!"

"What's so difficult about it? I'll do it!" Wei Shuyu burped and said to himself.

"Okay, it's a deal, I respect you!" Master Tongtian waited for Wei Shuyu to speak, and immediately poured a glass of wine for Wei Shuyu.

As soon as Wei Shuyu finished speaking, he saw the smile on the face of the leader of Tongtian, and regretted it in his heart, "Oops! Ma De got tricked!"

Master Tongtian decided to strike while the iron was hot, and said: "Now they are watching closely, it is not convenient for me to enter reincarnation, and the reincarnation of the turtle spirit will be handed over to Shuyu!"

"I believe in you!"

Wei Shuyu really wanted to give up, but if he said it, it would be like splashing water, especially when facing a saint, and he had received a lot of love in the past few years, and he couldn't refuse if he promised...

Wei Shuyu shook his head helplessly, and finally nodded.

"All right!"

"Drink, drink!" Master Tongtian continued to drink Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu drank a few more cups of spiritual wine, and asked, "Why did you fall in love with me?"

"Chunfeng, isn't Li Chunfeng more suitable than the kid?"

Master Tongtian immediately shook his head, "Chunfeng is suitable for inheriting my Supreme Sword Art, but I can't hold my Qingping Sword!"

"I'm fine?"

"Row!"

"The saint thinks highly of the kid..."

"This is the only chance to stop teaching... I believe in you!" Master Tongtian stared at Wei Shuyu and said seriously.

"How difficult it is to revive the Jujiao! How difficult it is to plan the immortals of the heavens!" Wei Shuyu shook his head.

"There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome, you said it!" Master Tongtian picked up the food and put down his chopsticks.

"Jiejiao is already poor and useless. In your words, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes!"

"To this day, I may understand why the Second Saint of the West is so shameless and has exhausted all means... Daxing the West!"

Wei Shuyu became more and more drunk, and shook his head, "But the Qingping sword is too heavy, I'm not worthy, I can't hold it!"

"You haven't tried it yet, how do you know you can't pick up Qingping?"

Under the impact of alcohol, Wei Shuyu looked at the long cloth bag on the table with a blurred gaze.

Wei Shuyu wanted to reach out to touch the long cloth bag, but immediately shook his head to wake up his mind. It was easy to pick it up, but difficult to put it down.

Seeing that Wei Shuyu withdrew his hand again, the leader of Tongtian Sect sighed silently again, "This kid is really a dog, too much!"

"The Qingping Sword belongs to me, and I will temporarily lend it to you for 500 years. No matter what the outcome is, you just have to have a clear conscience!" The Master Tongtian took a step back, without any mention of Wei Shuyu joining the sect.

"Really just want to have a clear conscience?"

"One word from the sage, the heaven and the earth admit it!"

"it is good!"

Wei Shuyu picked up the cloth bag smoothly.

The opening of the cloth bag opened, and a burst of green light shot up into the sky. The powerful and fierce sword energy wanted to soar to the sky!
Qingping Sword also seemed to understand the master's intention, when Wei Shuyu held the hilt of the sword, he deliberately withdrew the sword intent, nourishing Wei Shuyu's Taoist body with warm sword energy!
"As expected of Qingping!" Wei Shuyu said appreciatively, as expected of a top-grade innate spirit treasure, a sage's enlightenment spirit treasure!
Seeing Wei Shuyu picking up the Qingping Sword, Master Tongtian took a breath of relief from the bottom of his heart, and snickered, "As a human being, I don't believe that you don't do your best!"

After being in touch for a long time, Master Tongtian also knows that Wei Shuyu is a person who has a beginning and an end. Now that he has Qingping in his hands, he will definitely do some things, and he will do it with all his heart!

"Come, come, come, I will tell you about my teaching."

"Shuihuo boy, you are now wandering around Xiniu Hezhou with my purple electric hammer."

"The demon king named Niu Demon King in Xiniu Hezhou is my mount, Kui Niu. Let me teach my own people, so you can use it with confidence."

"The disciple Yunxiao loves the most is now being suppressed at the bottom of the Qilin Cliff. I believe that you have the ability to rescue Yunxiao. If the two of you see it right, you can be a Taoist couple. I promised it myself!"

"There is also my most beloved disciple Wudang Holy Mother, who is now in Lishan, called Lishan Old Mother, it is a bit troublesome to invite her out of the mountain... But I believe you, you have the ability to be a Taoist companion, and I agree! "

"My most beloved disciple, Zhao Gongming, is now the God of Wealth in the Heavenly Court. You can find him..."

Wei Shuyu quickly stopped, "How many beloved disciples do you have?"

"My seat loves every disciple!" Tongtian Jiaozhu said as it should.

……

On the second day, the morning sun shone into Wei Shuyu's room.

Wei Shuyu opened his eyes subconsciously, his mind was in a mess, what was the cloud at the bottom of the unicorn cliff, what was Wudang Lishan's old mother, what was the God of Martial Fortune Zhao Gongming...

What is this!

When Wei Shuyu sat up slowly, he suddenly saw a familiar rectangular cloth bag beside the bed.

Wei Shuyu couldn't help trembling in his heart, covered his eyes and opened the cloth bag, strands of green light came out from inside.

"Damn! Why is Qingping Sword in my hand?"

"It's broken, it's covered!"

(End of this chapter)