Chapter 38 Ancestor Yunlan and the Porcelain Sword Spirit

As the words fell, a figure appeared in the void.

I saw the old man with childish face and white hair, with streaks of divine light flowing around his body, his aura like an abyss and sea, and a majestic pressure instantly enveloped the world.

Yu Xingwu dared to say that this was the most awesome person she had ever seen. Even Yu Zheng and the male protagonist Feng Chen had to step aside.

She was not stupid. If she couldn't guess that the old man was the owner of the Frost Sword at this time - Yun Lan, the founder of the Tianlan Sect, she would have just read the novels for many years in vain.

Was it the little bald chicken sword spirit who dragged her into this fantasy space, or the founding patriarch who brought her here.

Facing the powerful boss who has absolute strength and ascended to the upper realm, even if the opponent is only transformed by a touch of spiritual consciousness left in this illusion space, Yu Xingwu is still in awe.

It's not enough to step forward and salute respectfully, just kneel down and say: "Yu Xingwu, the fourth generation direct disciple of Tianlan Sect, pay homage to the ancestor!"

Although the ancestor Yunlan was transformed by a touch of spiritual consciousness, he looked like an ordinary person.

A pair of piercing eyes were deep and bright, and they were sizing up Yu Xingwu carefully at this moment.

"Fourth generation disciples, who do they study under? Their parents are cultivators of immortality."

Yu Xingwu had not guessed that Patriarch Yunlan would ask her these questions.

After all, the ancestor had ascended to the upper realm for a long time, and now seeing his younger disciples, it was only normal to ask some ordinary questions.

But it is impossible for her to tell her ancestor that she came through a book.

I can only answer: "Back to the ancestors, the disciple is the young apprentice of Fengchen Jianzun, and also the young apprentice of Yunci Xianzun. He was raised by the Supreme Elder Yu Zheng since he was a child, and the disciple does not know who his biological parents are. "

Ancestor Tianlan half-closed his eyes. Although there is a customary rule in the world of cultivating immortals, one student should not worship a second teacher, but there are no absolutes in everything.

Just now I saw Yu Xingwu carrying a sword and a sword behind her back. Ancestor Tianlan had actually guessed that Yu Xingwu had entered the sword and sword.

After hearing Yu Xingwu's words, she sighed with emotion: "It's been so long."

"I don't have much impression of your two masters. They should be disciples of the third generation. Yun Ci sounds like a disciple of my Yun family."

"As for your adoptive father, Yu Zheng, I have an impression. He is a second-generation disciple, and he is a rare mutated single-line fire root. When he entered the sect, he was just before the old man ascended to the upper world. I didn't expect him to adopt him. You doll."

Yu Xingwu was always a gossiper, seeing that Tianlan's ancestor was also a talkative person, she simply told the ancestor the story of the real and fake daughter, even if she was the fake daughter.

Patriarch Tianlan listened with gusto, and the sword spirit, who had just blown his hair, also listened quietly, and even looked at Yu Xingwu curiously.

Mostly because she thinks the fake daughter in front of her is much more fun than the real daughter, although she is ignorant, has never seen the world, and doesn't even know him as a dignified ice phoenix.

After hearing the story of the real and fake daughter, none of them expected that Yu Zheng, who had a mutated fire spirit root, would actually give birth to a daughter with five spiritual roots.

Regarding the matter of spiritual roots, it is not true that a monk with a single spiritual root will be able to give birth to an heir with a single spiritual root, but this little girl in front of him is a malleable talent.

It is not only a single spiritual root, but also a heavenly spiritual root, which can be said to have an absolute advantage in cultivation.

After Yu Xingwu finished speaking, she also asked Patriarch Tianlan her own questions.

"Ancestor, I dare to ask, but did you bring your disciple into this illusion space? Ancestor, if you have anything to ask my disciple, just ask. As long as the disciple knows, I will definitely tell my ancestor without any secret!"

The ancestor Tianlan shook his head slightly, looked sideways at the sword spirit, and his words almost shocked him to death: "It was you who drew the Frost Sword, it chose you, and brought you into this fantasy space."

Yu Xingwu was stunned for a moment, and there was a thunder above her head!
The system was also confused and almost shut down and restarted.

Everyone in the system felt that Patriarch Yunlan was making a big joke.

Didn't Yu Xingwu know if she drew her sword or not?

The system is not blind either, it clearly saw Yu Xingwu holding the hilt of the sword, but came here before he could pull it out.

Draw the sword, isn't this something out of nothing?

[System, I didn’t draw my sword!This ancestor and the sword spirit are fighting against me. You can't rely on me to steal the heroine's natal sword!I won't be fooled again, right? ! 】

The system is suspicious of Tongsheng. The Frost Sword clearly belongs to the heroine. Why did the sword spirit choose the host, a vicious female partner?

The vicious female supporting role pushed the heroine off the cliff, and even though she fell down, she got the magic weapon Frost Sword by accident?Is this plot going to collapse? !

Hold on tight, don't panic, as a system, I've never seen such a turbulent, outrageous plot.

It's impossible to panic, okay?Besides, this plot can be salvaged!

Right now, the sword spirit has only chosen the host, and has not formed a bond with the host yet!

"Don't worry, the host, just now the host has completed the plot of pushing the heroine off the cliff, the host will not care."

When Yu Xingwu heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it didn't happen, anything would be fine.

Then the system said: "In order to prevent the plot from collapsing, the host must not form a contract with the sword spirit. As long as the host disagrees, there is still a chance that the heroine will get the Frost Sword!"

Yu Xingwu agrees with the system very much, she just wants to complete the task and leave here, it doesn't matter whether the sword is sword or not, and she is the master of swordsmanship!
Not only is she a master swordsman, but she is also a fire spirit root, and she is bonded with ice weapons, so she can't exert the power of divine weapons at all, it is pure violence.

Fearing the majesty of the ancestor, he could only say weakly in a negotiating tone: "Ancestor, this disciple has just built a foundation, not only is his cultivation poor, but he also has fire roots, so he really can't control this ice artifact."

"The sword spirit chooses the disciple, and the disciple is very happy, but the disciple cannot let this peerless sword be buried in the hands of the disciple."

The implication is that I cannot form a bond with Frost Sword.

Patriarch Yunlan looked at Yu Xingwu in surprise.

No matter which disciple is chosen by the artifact, not to mention how excited and happy he will be, at least he will not refuse.

It is true that her fire spirit root is more suitable for fire attribute weapons, and the frost sword is not particularly suitable for her, but she couldn't resist the sword spirit and chose her.

Back then when he ascended to the upper realm and left the Frost Sword in the Sword Tomb, the only thing he promised it was that the next master would be chosen by itself.

Although he left a touch of spiritual consciousness here, he would not interfere with its choice of master, even if it chose a waste material with five spiritual roots.

Sword Spirit was very angry, furious, a pair of ice blue round glasses glared at Yu Xingwu angrily.

It didn't dislike her lack of vision, and didn't even know the ice phoenix, but she refused to make a bond with him!
She was clearly the one holding the hilt and drawing the sword, yet she dared to go back on her word!
"Who allowed you to refuse! You obviously pulled out my main body, and you still want to renege on it! Let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

Yu Xingwu: "..." I've seen someone who can touch porcelain, but I've never seen someone who can touch porcelain like you!
The next second, she saw the little bald chicken flapping its wings and flying towards her murderously.

(End of this chapter)

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