Youth's Cultivation

At that time, the jade slips left by the ancestors of the Li family could not be opened because of Wang Xueqing's cultivation, which needed the strength of blood to crack, and it had to be the cultivation to cross the robbery.

In the secret room, in front of Wang Xueqing, there was a cyan jade sword suspended, and she took a deep breath, a stroke of her finger and a drop of pale golden blood essence slowly flew into the jade slip.

The pale golden blood essence was instantly absorbed by the jade slips. When Wang Xiaohu and Wang Xueqing wanted to check the contents of the jade slips, Peng said, the jade slips exploded!

Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly and pulled Wang Xueqing behind him.

Because he sensed a force that made his heart palpitate.

The jade slips exploded in front turned into a blue figure with long hair flying and flying like an immortal. This freedom and freedom is definitely not caused by cultivation, but more like a realm.

"Who are you, without your immortal blood, why are you here..." the blue shadow, with clear eyebrows and eyes, looked at Wang Xiaohu with a cold awn.

"Are you the ancestor of the Li family?" Wang Xiaohu didn't avoid. This virtual shadow is indeed aggressive, but it seems that it can't threaten him!

"My name is Li Chunyang. This is a photo of the immortal. Who are you? If it's better to tell the truth, it's easy for the immortal to cut you!" In Li Chunyang's hands, a blue fairy sword was condensed, and Wang Xiaohu just felt that this person could not threaten himself. However, although the blue fairy sword was also a spiritual condensation, it seemed to have some power that made him palpitate. The threat he felt before might be the attack of this fairy sword!

"Senior, I'm wang Xiaohu. It's my niece Xuan's granddaughter who opened this blood jade slip. She has your Li family's blood and is the only person in the cultivation world now!" Wang Xiaohu looked dignified and seemed to be preparing for the worst.

Taking a picture of a fairy, after countless years, it still has such power. I'm afraid Li Chunyang is definitely not a real fairy.

"The blood is OK, but it's a female doll..." Li Chunyang seemed quite disappointed.

Wang Xueqing heard the speech and felt infinite grievances in her heart. What's the matter with women? This really immortal ancestor also values men over women.

"Girl, don't be sad. It's not that my grandfather has prejudice against you, but the Chunyang sword formula I founded. It's the most rigid and powerful sword technique. Women's physique is naturally feminine and not suitable..." Li Chunyang seems to be pretty good, comforting Wang Xueqing.

"Xueqing misunderstood Lao Zu. Please forgive me!" Wang Xueqing apologized quickly.

"Well, this is my last picture of the immortal. Since then, there is no Li Chunyang at this time. This pure Yang Sword Qi will stay with you to protect yourself!" Li Chunyang said, the blue sword Qi in his hand turned into a lightsaber less than an inch, and disappeared into Wang Xueqing's eyebrows!

"Thank you for your kindness..." Wang Xueqing quickly thanked her!

"Well, you step back!" Li Chunyang waved his hand!

Wang Xueqing looks at Wang Xiaohu.

"Go out and wait!" Wang Xiaohu said.

After that, Wang Xiaohu bowed to Li Chunyang's virtual shadow, and then withdrew from the chamber of secrets.

"If you have something to say, please tell me..." Wang Xiaohu naturally saw that Li Chunyang had something to say to him.

"You have the smell of Li Hentian's drunkard, but it's too weak. The nine immortals map is still on you!" Li Chunyang asked.

"Li Hentian? "Nine immortals?" Wang Xiaohu thought a little and knew what Li Chunyang was talking about.