Rebirth to create happiness

Chapter 102 Chapter 115
The moment Wan Wujiang was struck to death by lightning, in the soul card hall of Wandie Valley in Xiantai Mountain, the soul cards belonging to Wan Wujiang were shattered and turned into a handful of fans.

Tan Xiaoxiao is a monk at the third level of Qi refining. Because his grandfather is the elder of Wandie Valley, he was assigned a task of guarding the Hall of Soul Cards.Compared to other Wandie Valley disciples, Tan Xiaoxiao's job is considered a good job.

The disciples in the qi refining period of Wandie Valley have to help the master with tasks every month, and the disciples who complete the tasks can receive a bottle of qi nourishing pills to assist in their cultivation every month.Don't underestimate this bottle of Qi Yang Pill, casual cultivators who have not joined the sect may not be able to get a bottle in a year.Now that there are fewer and fewer spiritual herbs in the cultivation world, spiritual pills have become very rare.

Although the mountain in Xiantai is full of aura, if the monks only rely on themselves to absorb the aura and practice without any auxiliary pills, they may not be able to reach the seventh level of Qi refining after 20 years of hard work.The lifespan of the monks is limited, and they can live up to ten or eight years longer than ordinary people before reaching the foundation building stage, and they are just a little stronger.

It is already a very good welfare for the disciples of Wandie Valley to receive a bottle of Qi Yang Pill after completing the mission of the master.Thousand Butterfly Valley recruits disciples every ten years, and the reason why many people sign up is to get a bottle of Qi Yang Pill for that month.What they don't know is that every month, some disciples have no choice but to go to the Lingshi Mine deep underground to mine Lingshi because they don't have a backer and can't receive easy tasks.

The spiritual stone mines in the comprehension world are almost mined now. The hardness of spiritual stones is very hard. When mining, monks need to inject spiritual power into the mining hoes to slowly dig out the spiritual stones from the mine.Often after a day of hard work, a monk can only dig ten or eight spirit stones, and after twenty days, he can complete a month's mining task.After three months, it would be good to have one month of training time.

Every sect of comprehension has a place similar to the hall of soul cards, in which are placed all the soul cards of the inner disciples of the sect.After the cultivation sect recruits disciples, each new inner disciple has to put a drop of life essence blood on his or her soul card. If the disciple dies, his (her) soul card will be shattered, guarding the soul card hall. The disciples will inform the higher-ups in the sect to know.

Qin Xiaoxiao was able to rely on his grandfather's relationship to be assigned the task of guarding the Hall of Soul Cards, which was considered an easy job.Every day, he just helps to clean the soul card hall and remove dust from the soul cards in the hall. The rest of the time he can meditate and practice in the soul card hall.The soul card hall is close to the inner layer of Wandie Valley, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not bad.In addition, there have been few fights in the cultivation world for so many years, and the number of monks who have fallen has been relatively reduced, and Tan Xiaoxiao's clean-up and reporting work has also been relatively reduced.Besides, monks don't need to work as hard as ordinary people to clean up. Although Tan Xiaoxiao only has the third level of Qi Refining, it's easy to make a dust removal spell or something.

The moment the Wanwujiang soul card was broken, Tan Xiaoxiao was practicing with her eyes closed.Hearing the slight sound of the broken soul card, Tan Xiaoxiao immediately withdrew from the cultivation state.When I opened my eyes, I saw that the place in front of the table in the middle that marked Wujiang was already a mass of powder.

Tan Xiaoxiao was shocked and ran out of the hall in a hurry.He knew that Wan Wujiang was the beloved son of the head, and Wan Wujiang's death caused an uproar in Wandie Valley.

Panting, Qin Xiaoxiao ran to the Diexiang Hall, regardless of the closed door, knelt on the ground and raised her voice, "Report to the master, Qin Xiaoxiao from the Soul Card Palace is here to return, the young master Wan Wujiang's soul card is shattered!" gone."

"What? What did you say?" With a loud shout, the closed door slammed open, and a blue figure flew out quickly, grabbing Tan Xiaoxiao who was on the ground.

"Master! The soul card of the young sect master just shattered half a quarter of an hour ago." Tan Xiaoxiao said with a mournful face.The face of the head is really scary, as if he is about to swallow himself.

Letting go of Tan Xiaoxiao from his hand, Wan Youdao's heart felt cold.His son, the only legitimate son Wan Wujiang, a cultivator with dual spiritual roots of fire and earth who had a bright future, died unexpectedly?

The heirs of monks are relatively weak, and Wan Youdao has only had one son, Wan Wujiang, for so many years.He himself has three spiritual roots, and it is not easy to cultivate. He also thinks about handing over the Wandie Valley to his son in a few years so that he can practice in seclusion.But now, there is nothing left, and he has no future!Will the future head of Wandie Valley be chosen from the blood of the brothers?Then what is the purpose of my own business for so many years?
Regardless of being in Wandie Valley, Wan Youdao took out a flying magic weapon, and soon came to the Hall of Soul Cards.Looking at the powder under Wan Wujiang's name, Wan Youdao was stunned on the spot, deeply saddened.

When Wan Wujiang came out of the mountain, he revealed with his mother that he would find a girl with a mutated spiritual root to help him cultivate, accompanied by Qiu Shan who has always been loyal to Wan Die Valley.Qiu Shan has always been in the secular world, and it is quite reassuring to have him accompany Wan Youdao.Wan Youdao did not come forward to stop the matter of the woman with the strange spirit root. He himself relied on the assistance of the furnace to improve his cultivation rapidly. It is not surprising that Jiang'er has such an idea.Besides, the cultivation world respects strength, if the girl's teacher can't protect her, he can only blame himself for being useless, not Jiang'er.Wan Youdao is not worried even if he meets Jindan Daoist, his son is covered with magic weapons and has a chance to escape.

However, in the secular world, Jiang'er actually gave away his life, causing Wan Youdao to feel unspeakable resentment in his heart.He must know who killed his Jiang'er, and he must cut the murderer into pieces and search for his soul, so as to relieve his hatred!
Wan Youdao bit his middle finger, and drew a strange symbol on the ground of the Soul Card Hall with the bleeding.The symbol trembled a few times when it was drawn, and then turned into a spot of light and dissipated.

A few seconds later, the figure of an old man with white beard slowly appeared in the place where the symbol was drawn.

Seeing the white-bearded old man appear, Wan Youdao bowed down with sobs, saying: "Father, Jiang'er died in the secular world! My son is incompetent, and his magic power is not enough to track down the murderer. I ask my father to help my son."

The white-bearded old man is Wan Nianqing, the former head of Wandie Valley, and the father of Wan Youdao. 50 years ago, I felt that my state of foundation building and Dzogchen was a little loose, so I passed the position of master to my second son, Wan Youdao. Since then, I have been escaping from the world and practicing hard. Finally, 30 years ago, I formed a golden elixir and became Wandie. Gu's Supreme Elder.

Knowing that his second son Wan Youdao had only one son, Wan Nianqing couldn't help being stunned when he heard the news of his death, and then his face returned to calm.Cultivators fight against the sky for their lives, and along the way, there are naturally many accidents.He raised his sharp eyes to look at Wan Youdao, and said, "Just because of such a small matter, you interrupt my penance? What a waste of money!"

Wan Youdao bowed again, choked up and said: "The son knows that he shouldn't disturb father Qingxiu, but our spirit butterfly retrospective needs to be performed within half an hour after the death of the deceased, and it will not be traced after the time passes." The murderer."

"En." Wan Nianqing touched the few strands of white beard under his chin, raised his eyes to look at the stand of the soul-releasing card, and then a big colorful butterfly emerged from his body, which was as big as Wan Wujiang. Twice the size of a butterfly.

Wan Nianqing pointed to the pinch of powder on the stage, and ordered Lingdie to approach.The butterfly hovered over the powder for a few times, then rested on it for a while before flying back to Wan Nianqing.

Wan Nianqing closed his eyes, channeled his spiritual energy into his fingers, and laboriously drew in the air. A quarter of an hour later, a big weird symbol stayed in the air, and then quickly sank into Lingdie's body.

The spirit butterfly danced lightly, and the dancing wind drove the dust on its body, and gradually a picture like a light curtain appeared in the air. The picture was the last scene before Wan Wujiang died.

Akiyama's ferocious face, the dagger with a cold light in his hand, the dagger inserted into Wan Wujiang's body, a flash of purple lightning as thick as a little finger in the air, and the face of a strange girl. . . . . .

The picture was incoherent and there was no sound, but Wan Youdao and the white-bearded old man saw it clearly, and followed the picture to string together the events in their minds.Both of them were shocked by the purple lightning, and Wan Nianqing didn't even care about the spirit butterfly who sat aside after casting the spell.

"Father! That lightning bolt just now is the Thunder of the Purple Cloud?" After a long time, Wan Youdao asked dumbfounded.

"It seems to be. There is such a Zixiao Shenlei mentioned in the notes handed down by the ancestors of the Wan family." Wan Nianqing patted his white beard habitually.

"How could Jiang'er be struck to death by the divine thunder?" Wan Youdao asked strangely: "Didn't the Zixiao divine thunder punish the light-splitting monsters? When did the orthodox monks also be struck?"

"Hmph! An orthodox monk?" Wan Nianqing said with a icy face, "Daoer, don't think that father doesn't know anything. Sometimes you can't do some things against the heavens. Don't take chances."

Wan Youdao was silent, he didn't expect his father's eyes for his actions in the past few years.However, my father is already a Jindan cultivator, and now facing the exhaustion of his lifespan, he is still seeking the Dao.And he, whose spiritual root is worse than his father, when will he be able to form a golden core?If you can't form a golden pill, you will have a lifespan of 250 years.He is now 150 years old. In order to form a golden elixir with a lifespan of 500 years, he had to practice kung fu with a furnace.After a decade or so, he has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment. Is it easy for him?
Seeing Wan Youdao's unconvinced expression, Wan Nianqing shook his head and didn't want to say anything more.The child is grown up, and now he is the head of the sect again, and he can't control some things.However, the law of heaven cannot be fooled. Everyone has their own destiny, and the debts they owe must be repaid by themselves.

Walking to the tired Lingdie, Wan Nianqing took out a bottle of animal feeding pills from the bag, and fed Lingdie two pills.After a while, Lingdie regained some strength, flapped her wings and flew up, and got into Wannianqing's body.

Looking at Wan Youdao with a stiff face, Wan Nianqing sighed, his figure flickered, and he gradually moved away.Wan Youdao came back to his senses, he was relieved to see that his father didn't make a long speech when he saw him like before.

Thinking of the scene in the picture just now, Wan Youdao hated Qiu Shan very much in his heart. In the picture just now, the dagger on Jiang'er's body must have been stabbed by Qiu Shan.

But that girl is so strange, she looks only about fourteen or fifteen years old, did she send out that divine thunder?Or her teacher?

Wan Youdao didn't plan to go against that girl before he figured out the situation.Whether it's the girl herself or her teacher, Wandie Valley can't afford to offend anyone who can send out the thunder of the purple sky!But Qiu Shan couldn't let it go, as a disciple of Wandie Valley, if he went against the law and harmed the young sect master, he should be killed by a thousand swords.

When Wan Youdao was about to issue the order to hunt down Qiu Shan, the gatekeeper's disciple came to report, and the messenger of Tianyi Sect came to Wandie Valley.

The disciples of Tianyimen brought an invitation letter from the head of Tianyimen, Yuan Yizheng, claiming that they have important matters to ask Wan Youdao to discuss with Tianyimen.Wan Youdao was stunned, and asked the messenger what was going on.

The disciple from Tianyi Sect is tactful, he just shook his head and didn't know anything about Wan Youdao's questions.Wan Youdao had no choice but to take a few direct disciples to Tianyimen.You must know that Master Yuan Yi is now the leader of the five sects in the cultivation world, and has the right to call the heads of all sects to discuss matters.

However, Wan Youdao vaguely knew in his heart that Yuan Yi's invitation might have something to do with what he had done in the past few years.But he is not afraid, his cauldrons are all from the secular world, and he has never done anything to the female cultivators in Xiantai Mountain. No matter how Master Yuan Yi asks, he just refuses to admit it.

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