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"Since it chose you, there will be a lot of encounters in the future, and no spirit treasure is willing to be left here." Jian Twelve said slowly: "In any case, this Zhuhuang Sword is a top-grade god-level spirit treasure, and it is priceless. , I don’t know how many people in the imperial court dream of obtaining such a treasure, you must keep it carefully, and never fall into the hands of others.”

Yuan Futu nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead!"

In this sword mound, Jian Twelve saw Yuan Futu have such an encounter, and his heart was full of emotions. Although Pang De was so talented, he could even be said to be the future young strongman of the Jianzong, but now digging With a new star with more potential, he is still full of hope for Jianzong's future.

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It was dark at night, and on a mountain not far from the main peak of Jianzong, there were many inner disciples living, including an attic, which was richly decorated and displayed many treasures that were considered priceless in the mortal world.

Pound supported himself on crutches, walked to the lobby with difficulty, and looked at the dark clouds in the distance through the window lattice. This obscure scene was just like his state of mind, without any brilliance.

His natal pearl was completely destroyed, and the almost fragments were scattered in Yuanshen Sea. It would not be long before he would turn into nothingness, and he would become an ordinary mortal from the ranks of practitioners, and he would never appear again in the future. Unable to practice.

The severe pain all over his body made it difficult for him to move even an inch. Even walking from the second floor to here was extremely difficult, his whole body was already soaked, and his pale face was even more lifeless, as if he were a walking dead with an expressionless face.

At this moment, a sword light struck, colorful fireworks bloomed in the courtyard outside the lobby, and a mature and graceful figure gradually emerged.

Lin Wan'er's breath was slightly heavy. Although she regained some strength, it was still difficult for her to walk with the sword. She fell several times during the period, and finally managed to reach Pound's residence.

"What are you doing here?!" Pound raised his head, looked at the woman who was once crazy about it, and the anger that had already burned through his internal organs rose again, and he said sinisterly.

Lin Wan'er was dressed in white, looking elegant and quiet, and said, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Are you here to see my joke? What future does a useless person have? In a few days, Jianzong will send me back to the Dayue Dynasty. At that time, I will only be a young master with no power to restrain a chicken. I can't feel a trace of heaven and earth vitality!" Pang De said viciously.

Lin Wan'er's face darkened, and she said: "I just hope that you can go back to the Dayue Dynasty and keep yourself safe, and don't embarrass my Lin family."

Pound sneered, "I'm not the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. You sound nice. It's not thanks to you that Pang De fell into such a situation. You might as well tell you that I have sent someone to the Taishi's mansion. At that time, father will uproot your Lin family to vent my hatred!"

"You...!" Lin Wan'er was most worried about this situation, and said, "It's entirely your own fault that you have become like this, and it has nothing to do with others!"

Pound narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It has nothing to do with others? I, Pound, have outstanding talent and a high status in Jianzong. There are countless women who want to stick to me, but you refuse to give in. Instead, partnered with that wild man to deal with me, I will never swallow this bad breath!"

"If you want to vent your anger, just come towards me and don't touch my family!" Lin Wan'er said anxiously.

Pang De sneered, "My father is just a son like me. He originally expected me to become the sword master and then influence the government of Dai Viet, helping him to stabilize his position in the court, but he didn't expect to be defeated by you, a pair of dogs." Here, if you don't copy your Lin family's entire family, then his position as grand master will be in vain. I sent this letter two hours ago with a secret method. I'm afraid you will see the bodies of everyone in the Lin family tomorrow. !"

"No, I won't let that happen!"

Lin Wan'er knew Pang De very well. Now that his soul has been destroyed, he is equivalent to a useless person. With his personality, he will never stop there, so he rushed here impatiently, but he still couldn't stop him.

Pound threw his crutches on the ground fiercely, and laughed ferociously: "This is the price you have to pay!"

Taishi Pang's power in the Dai Viet court can be said to be overshadowed by one hand, and it is easy to eradicate the declining Lin family.

"no!"

Lin Wan'er waved her sleeves, and a smoky light flashed on the bottom of her feet, carrying her away unsteadily, but not in the direction of the main peak of Sword Sect.

Pound sat down panting, with a smug sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Even if I die... I won't make it easy for you, a couple of dogs!"

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Yuan Futu stayed in the sword mound for a long time, listening to suzerain Jian Twelve tell a lot about the past of Jianzong, including many unknown secrets, when he came out, it was already daybreak.

Yuan Futu stretched his waist, and asked on a whim: "Sovereign, I think a powerful monk can destroy a country in the mortal world, right?"

Jian Twelve smiled and said: "This is a bit exaggerated, but if you are really a master who has reached the realm of transforming the sky, you do have this ability, but there is a clear line between the imperial court and the mortal world, and they do not invade each other. , but practitioners in the imperial court can enter the world."

Yuan Futu frowned and said, "That is to say, will there be monks in the mortal world?"

"Many practitioners will pay more attention to power and color in the world or use the power of the mortal world to help him achieve a certain purpose, so there will be some powerful monks in many dynasties. Of course, they want to invite monks to be in the dynasty. It is very difficult to bow down in front of them, unless the dynasty is extremely large and has the resources they want."

Yuan Futu thought that the scale of the Dayue Dynasty ranks in the forefront of Kyushu, and it should have accumulated a lot of powerful monks. Otherwise, Pang De would not be easily sent to the Tianxuan Sword Sect to practice. It must be a certain practice Those who lead the line.

But at this moment, a sword light struck and stopped in front of the two of them, and the person who came was Ao Tianbo, an inner disciple.

"Sovereign master, elder, Wan'er left Tianxuan Sword Sect without authorization, and went back to Dayue Dynasty."

"Her injury hasn't healed yet, why is she in such a hurry to go back?!" Yuan Futu said in astonishment.

Ao Tianbo shook his head, "I'm not sure, but some disciples saw her near the attic where Pound lived last night."

"Could it be...!" Yuan Futu suddenly guessed something.