Nine Realms Sword Master

"Who...who...hu...calling dad indiscriminately... dad..."

The drunk was still drunk, as if talking nonsense.

Bai Ye stepped forward and glanced at it, his eyebrows darkened.

This drunk has only half-holy strength? ? Moreover, the heavenly soul is damaged, and the vitality is damaged. This is obviously because the cultivation base has been abolished...

No wonder his physique can't compete with these great saints and extremely saint wines. With his cultivation base, drinking too much of these wines might even be in danger of death.

Bai Ye raised his hand, and a breath clung to the drunk.

The drunk's chest was ups and downs for a while, and then he vomited unceasingly, and all kinds of filth came out of his mouth, vomiting all over the floor.

The pungent smell permeated the room.

The little boy ran away holding his nose.

After a while, the drunkard eased, and he sat on the ground, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help breathing.

Bai Ye waved his hand to disperse the breath.

"Father, how are you now?" Fairy Ziwei asked eagerly with red eyes.

Hearing this sound, the drunk man trembled all over, and he turned around abruptly, looking at the fairy crape myrtle behind him, as if he had been struck by lightning, only after a long time he reacted and trembled: "Yu'er? You...you are Yu'er ??"

"father!!!"

Fairy Ziwei let out a cry, threw himself into the arms of the drunkard and started crying.

"Yu'er!! My daughter..." The drunkard also cried.

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he is not sad.

Fairy Ziwei left the family only when she was young. At that time, she was just a little soul who had just cultivated the soul realm. Now when she returns, she is already the valley owner of Ziwei Immortal Valley. Many years have passed since this period.

I haven't seen my own flesh and blood for so many years, and I don't even know about life or death.

The drunk wiped his tears, looked at Fairy Ziwei carefully, and said hoarsely: "Yu'er, you are still alive...great, so great!! I can finally be worthy of your mother..."

"Father, your cultivation..." Fairy Ziwei wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said.

"I'm giving up..." the drunkard sighed.

"Self-use?"

"Yes, otherwise, your father is afraid to see your mother early." The drunkard said helplessly.

Fairy Ziwei heard the sound, her face stiffened, she had obviously guessed something, and she pressed her lips in silence.

The drunk man seemed to have thought of something. He ran to the bed covered with dust and the bounding boundary was smoothed. He pulled the bed apart, took out a small box from it, and opened it carefully. Inside the box was a storage ring. Nothing unusual, but the drunkard is like a treasure,

"Father, what is this?" Fairy Ziwei asked carefully.

"This is the superior exercises, soul tactics, pills, magic weapons that Dad has obtained from the family over the years... Dad has always prepared for you, and can use it when you hit the highest in the future." The drunkard laughed.

Although the smile is ugly, the smile is full of love.

Fairy Ziwei's nose is sour, this time she is no longer the valley owner of the Ziwei Fairy Valley, and no longer a true sage, but a seedling protected by her father, a little girl who can only cry.

"father."

Fairy Ziwei kept wiping tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry... If you want to learn from your mother, she won't cry..." the drunk man said, his pupils full of remembrance and pain.

But he was soon hidden by him. He raised his head, as if he had only noticed Bai Ye, and smiled: "Yu'er, who is this son? Is it the husband you're looking for?"

When Fairy Ziwei heard this, her cheeks blushed immediately, and she shook her head quickly: "No, father, don't get me wrong. He is... he is just my ordinary friend."

"Oh..."

The drunk looked round the white night.

Although his cultivation has been abolished a lot, he has only half-holy strength, but he was also a powerful person before, and he can naturally judge his cultivation based on the traces on Bai Ye's body.

Is it just a holy?

This is too low.

The drunk revealed some disappointment in his eyes, and hurriedly pulled Fairy Ziwei aside, lowered his voice and said, "Is this kid chasing you? Yu'er, you have to pay attention. If you are looking for a double repair partner, you must find the skill to understand The power of the earth, don’t find a waste like your father and me, even your mother can’t protect..."

As he said, the drunkard's voice choked.

Fairy Ziwei was a little speechless.

Although the drunkard's voice is not loud, Bai Ye can still hear it.

He was also speechless.

Why is this?

You have to lose yourself after losing the white night.

Fairy Ziwei looked helpless: "Father, things are not what you think. I don't have that kind of relationship with Bai Ye, and he doesn't feel much about me. He came back with me this time and asked you for help."

"If you have something to ask me for help?" The drunkard was stunned. "What's the matter?"

Fairy Ziwei glanced out of the door, Xuan'er lowered her voice and said, "Bai Ye wants to resurrect a person who has been dead for a long time and has no flesh. He has only that person's token at the moment. He has no ability to resurrect himself, so he went to my Canglin family. Find a way."

"Naughty?" The drunk was a little angry: "You brought him here to find a way? Isn't this to bring him to death? And your father is not capable of this! If your father can do it, your mother would have survived!"

"Father, could it be said that our family doesn't have this method?" Fairy Ziwei asked in a daze.

"Yes! Can there not be? It's just that the person who has this ability is that person! He has great strength, has mastered the world's supernatural powers, and cooperates with our family heirloom Canglin Divine Orb. There will be no problem in resurrecting anyone. But the question is, can you please get that person to take action?" The drunk stared his eyes: "Don't say it's that person, even if it's a kid in the Zhongyun Temple, you and I can't tell you, you bring him here Here? That's just a waste of effort!"

Hearing the sound, Fairy Ziwei turned his head and looked at Bai Ye with a helpless expression.

Bai Ye was silent.

"Young man, I know that you are very painful, and the loss of a loved one will never feel uncomfortable. In fact, I am more painful than you. I also hope that the Patriarch of our Canglin family can take action to revive my beloved wife and Yu'er's mother. But he won’t make a move. The Canglin Divine Orb is an ancient divine item, and it is an ancient divine object. Its power is not much stronger than ordinary ancient divine objects. Through the Canglin Divine Orb, combined with the supreme magical powers, it can live and die. The bones, reshaping the three souls and seven souls, recondensing the flesh and blood, and consolidating a life to rebirth, is a heaven-defying technique, but...the original power sealed in the Canglin Divine Orb can only use seven altogether. It is said that it has been used three times, which means it has only four times left! Once the original power is exhausted, the Canglin Divine Orb ceases to exist. This kind of thing is used once less once, and each time is extremely precious. , How can they be used on you and me? You and me... or die!"

Having said that, the drunk man shook his head repeatedly.

Fairy Ziwei was also silent.

Want to come too.

In a huge family like the Canglin family, people often sacrificed.

But will Patriarch Canglin take out that magic weapon to extend his life?

Obviously not.

If you are not a special person, you are dead.

"If this thing is available, the mother can also be reborn, but..." Fairy Ziwei sighed without speaking.

Bai Ye didn't give up yet, he thought for a moment, and said lightly, "Does the Canglin Divine Orb have to cooperate with a specific technique to activate it?"

"Yes, and that exercise is only the leader of the clan!"

"Can you take me to see the patriarch of your Canglin family?" Bai Ye asked.

The drunk glanced at him strangely, then said: "Yu'er, should your friend's head be broken? A supreme sage wants to see the elder of the clan? Boy, I am a direct descendant, in the heyday of my cultivation, The patriarch is not the one I can meet. Now my cultivation base is abolished and I have never seen the patriarch again. Do you think you, the supreme saint, have a chance to see him?"

Bai Ye keeps silent.

Fairy Ziwei pressed her lips tightly and asked after a moment: "Bai Ye, if you see the patriarch, is there any way to ask the patriarch to take action?"

"It depends on the situation." Bai Ye said lightly.

Fairy Ziwei fell silent again.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside.

"Is Miss Shangyu in there?"

"Who are you?" The shout of the young man at the door sounded.

"I am Master Long Jian’s servant. I am instructed by Master Long Jian to invite Miss Shangyu to a banquet hosted by Master Long Jian! Master Long Jian said, the ceremony is just around the corner. It is not easy for brothers and sisters to gather together. I hope Shangyu Miss can go to a banquet tonight! Let's talk about brother and sister friendship."

After speaking, the voice disappeared and the person seemed to leave.

After a while, Xiao Si took an invitation and ran in quickly.

"Little...Miss? Master Long Jian sent the invitation." Xiao Si handed the invitation.

"Yu'er, don't go." The drunkard hurriedly said.

Fairy Ziwei left because of the complicated situation and intrigue in the family. How can she participate in this kind of occasion?

And at the moment her line has completely declined, her father's cultivation base has been abolished, and there are no reliable relatives nearby, and there is no great protection. If she is bullied, Fairy Ziwei will not even find someone to cry and complain.

However, Fairy Ziwei shook her head, as if she had made a decision, and said seriously: "No, I have to go!" After all, she looked at Bai Ye and asked: "Aren't you going to see the patriarch? You go with me too. !"

"Could it be that your patriarch will also attend this banquet?" Bai Ye asked curiously.

"The patriarch will not participate, but as long as Long Jian participates!" Fairy Ziwei said in a low voice: "He invited me, there must be a reason, you let me go, I will find a way to let you see the patriarch!"

"Yuer..."

What else does the drunk want to refute? .

However, Fairy Ziwei suddenly turned around, looking at the drunk with red eyes: "Father, don't you want to resurrect your mother?"

This sentence pierced the heart of the drunk like a knife. He opened his mouth, but he could not say a word, his eyes were full of pain.

It took a long time to hold back a word.

"Yuer... be careful, Dad has lost your mother, Dad doesn't want to lose you anymore..."

"Father, don't worry, I will pay attention." Fairy Ziwei nodded, but a trace of determination passed by in his eyes.

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(1 o'clock)