My understanding is against the sky, I create a family of villains and longevity

Chapter 37 Sword Spirit will never be a slave, unless food and shelter are included

"Gone."

Chen Zhixing spread his hands.

He could clearly sense that the aura emanating from Sword Spirit Qingzhi had already reached the Brightness Realm from the Void Transformation Realm!
"Okay." Sword Spirit Qingzhi nodded a little discouraged.

"Don't worry, after we come back from southern Xinjiang, I'll let you eat as much as you want." Chen Zhixing said with a smile.

"Really?"

In an instant, Jianling Qingzhi couldn't help but her eyes lit up, and she jumped up in joy.

"Of course it's true." Chen Zhixing smiled.

This sword spirit Qingzhi seems to have existed for an extremely long time, but in fact it has been sleeping most of the time.

The heart is about the same as that of a girl.

Immediately.

Chen Zhixing flipped his right hand, and a black sword box appeared in his hand.

The entire sword box is made of black gold dragon sandalwood, and the top is made of nine-day star sand, depicting simple formations that nourish the soul one after another.

This is a treasure specially used to cultivate divine weapons!

This sword box alone is worth a lot outside!
"Is this for me?"

Sword spirit Qingzhi stared blankly at the sword box.

"Of course, if you don't give it to someone." Chen Zhixing frowned.

Sword Spirit Qingzhi looked at the sword box, and then looked at Chen Zhixing who took it for granted, couldn't control his emotions anymore, and cried out with a 'wow'.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu like whom I followed before, not to mention the sword case, not even a scabbard at all. "

"Eat broken copper and iron, live in rags"

Sword Spirit Qingzhi couldn't bear it anymore, and all the grievances in his heart were vented.

"I was so kind to him, I gave my life to protect him several times, but he just treated me like this"

The more Jianling Qingzhi thought about it, the more wronged she became, and at the end, she burst into tears.

Chen Zhixing was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to reply.

He had no choice but to reach out and touch the hilt of the sword, and said as if coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, don't cry, be good."

"Follow me from now on, and take care of your delicious and spicy food."

Sword Spirit Qingzhi sobbed twice, then gritted his teeth and said, "Where's that guy Ye Chen's body? Don't cut him twice, it's hard to get rid of my anger!"

Chen Zhixing touched his nose, a little dumbfounded.

Are all women so vengeful?

"His corpse has already been fed to dogs." Chen Zhixing replied casually.

"That's really cheap for him!"

Jianling Qingzhi snorted coldly, then looked at Chen Zhixing, and made a thorough plan in her heart to hold her thighs tightly and follow Chen Zhixing to do things.

next moment.

The sword spirit Qingzhi jumped up and fell into the sword box.

She immediately felt as if she was in a warm ocean, with traces of the power to nourish her soul coming from all directions, slowly repairing and nourishing her soul.

"It's nice to have money."

Qingzhi let out a sigh of satisfaction in her heart.

Click.

Chen Zhixing closed the sword box and walked out of the secret room step by step.

"Could it be that the sword spirit will never be a slave, unless food and shelter are included?"

He couldn't help thinking to himself.

Day two.

early morning.

The sound of bells and drums resounded throughout the entire cloud-shrouded Ziwei Mountain.

In an instant, the entire nine peaks on Ziwei Mountain became a sensation.

A young man who was practicing cultivation opened his eyes one after another.

"coming!"

Ninth Peak, the mountain where the descendants of the Chen family lived.

A boy with purple hair opened his eyes suddenly.

In his eyes, countless avenue runes flashed past.

"Has the southern border trial finally started?"

Seeing his figure flash, he walked out of the house immediately.

This time, he wants to show the Chen family who is the real Qianlong of the Chen family!

Seventh Peak.

A thousand-foot waterfall poured down from the top of the peak and hit the bluestone in the pool, splashing huge water.

This is Ziwei Chen's house, a famous landscape called Qianzhangsi.

At this moment, under the Qianzhangsi Waterfall.

A young man with disheveled hair and bare upper body, exposing a body of strong and well-proportioned muscles, was lowering his head, holding a pair of knives, standing under the waterfall, letting the waterfall that could smash the blue rock crash down on him.

He remained motionless.

"It's been ten years, and it's finally about to start."

He raised his head slowly, revealing a shocking face.

The entire face was covered with ferocious markings like centipedes.

His name is ugly.

Chen Chouer.

Just because he was born with an ugly appearance, his father, known as the hero of the generation, just took a look at him, called him ugly, and threw him to the seventh peak where the handyman lived.

For 16 years, his father came to see him again.

At the very beginning, his father asked the servants in charge of the miscellaneous affairs a little bit about his situation.

But ever since his father gave birth to a Chen family Qianlong with nine ancient tattoos, he seemed to have completely forgotten about him.

Even when he took the initiative to go to the first peak several times to ask for an interview, he was directly kicked out of the first peak.

He was even afraid that Qianlong's son would think too much, and someone would directly threaten him and not tell anyone about their father-son relationship!
And all this, just because of his ugly appearance!
Just because his mother is just a servant girl!
【You don't think you can step on the big ship of the Chen family after giving birth to me, right? 】

[Tell you, our Chen family does not have such a humble and ugly bloodline!You are not worthy to be my son, Chen Tianxiong! 】

[Be honest, stay at the Seventh Peak, I promise you to stay in the Chen family forever, if you let me hear some gossip, don't blame me for not showing the slightest affection! 】

A series of ridicule words that Chen Tianxiong had been passed on to him and his mother kept ringing in Chen Chou'er's mind.

Chen Chou'er's hand holding the hilt of the sword creaked from too much force, and his veins were exposed.

"Chen Tianxiong!!!"

He squeezed a name through his teeth.

next moment.

He took a deep breath, and his face gradually returned to calm.

"Mother, watch carefully from the sky, how I brought your spiritual seat to the Chen Clan Ancestral Temple step by step."

Immediately, he turned his head to look in the direction of the first peak, and let out a deep laughter from his throat, and his whole face was pulled extremely ferociously because of the smile.

"Chen Zhaosheng, the young king, right?"

"Very good, this time I will defeat you in full view, and let the entire Chen family see who is the future hope of the Chen family!"

"My body also flows with the blood of the Chen family!!"

Chen Chou'er's eyes were full of scorching heat.

at the same time.

The first peak, above the top of the mountain.

Chen Zhaosheng stood with his hands behind his back, and the invisible majesty between his brows became more and more serious, like a real king standing there, making people dare not look directly at him.

His eyes swept over the nine peaks of Ziwei, and finally landed on the third peak.

"My little brother, I really want to see, how long are you going to hide?"

"Which step has your cultivation reached? Will you be in the Brightness Realm like me?"

Chen Zhaosheng's face was calm, he seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to someone from afar.

No one can see it.

In the depths of his eyes, a spark of excitement is quietly blooming.

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(End of this chapter)