"Brother Xu, thank you for saving Yu Lun." Murong Qianer said gratefully.
Even if Murong Qianer didn't understand what Xu Fan did just now, she knew that her husband's good brother paid a heavy price.
"Yulun and I have a century-old brotherly relationship, so there is no need to say such disrespectful words." Xu Fan waved his hand and said.
Looking at the elder Wang Yulun, Xu Fan lamented his bad luck. Why couldn't he encounter such a secret realm? Otherwise, he would have taken off.
"Yulun, where did you encounter the secret realm? Let me go and see if I can find a way to restore your lifespan." Xu Fan asked. Although he knew that this thing is usually not in a fixed location, he still wanted to try it. one time.
At this time, Wang Yulun and Murong Qianer's expressions became strange at the same time.
"I fell into that secret realm in a dream. The location at that time should be in Tianlong State, Golden Lion Fairy City." Wang Yulun said slowly. He is old and his memory is a bit bad.
Xu Fan slowly put his hand on Wang Yulun's shoulder and began to carefully detect Wang Yulun's body and soul.
"Maybe my level is not enough." Xu Fan retracted his hand and said slowly. Although he felt something strange in Wang Yulun's soul, he couldn't find it specifically.
"Don't leave the sect without firsthand. If anything happens to you in the sect, I can still control it." Xu Fan's eyes flashed with a different kind of light.
For some reason, Wang Yulun always felt that his great brother spoke to him with a hint of envy.
"Okay." Wang Yulun nodded and said.
Then Murong Qian'er took Wang Yulun back to their mountain to rest.
After Xu Fan left Wang Yulun's hilltop, he came to the underground space, took out the stone and started testing it.
"Putao, check this stone." Xu Fan was looking forward to it. It would be great if this was the key to entering the mysterious realm.
"OK."
The third time Wang Yulun returned to the sect, a bloody sword light from Linsen Fairy City rushed toward the Yinling Gate.
The bloody sword light passed directly through the Yinling Sect's sect formation and flew towards Wang Yulun's mountain top.
"Dad, please don't let anything happen to you." Wang Xiangchi said anxiously.
Wang Yulun sat on the railing of the cliff at the top of the mountain, looking at the sea of clouds below with a leisurely expression.
"You brat, you still remember that you have me as your father."
Wang Yulun laughed when he saw his biological son coming. He hadn't seen him for so many years, but he still missed his son.
"Dad, what are you..." Looking at the gray-haired Wang Yulun, Wang Xiangchi couldn't accept it.
"Encountered a mysterious environment, and was accelerated by time for a thousand years. When he was about to die, he was saved by your master." Wang Yulun spoke in a slow tone, as if he had entered an old age.
"Dad, can you still practice in the future?" Wang Xiangchi said looking at Wang Yulun who had reached the Qi refining stage.
"It's not bad. Your master said there is still some possibility of recovering your cultivation and advancing to become a god."
Hearing these words, Wang Xiangchi breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is your fourth junior brother doing lately? Have you officially become Taoist companions with Elder Na Su?" Wang Yulun suddenly asked with concern.
"I'm not sure. Anyway, I know that they are already married. I have met Elder Su and her master. It should not have become an official path yet." Wang Xiangchi thought for a while and said.
"Okay, I get it."
After the father and son chatted for a while, Wang Xiangchi planned to rest in the sect for a while and take Jian Wuji to the sect.
"Putao, Jian Wuji should be on the way here. You can send the spirit boat to pick him up." Wang Xiangchi said.
"Please pay the balance of the order first, a total of fifteen thousand high-grade spiritual stones." Putao said.
"What's the final payment for the order?" Wang Xiangchi asked confused.
"The order for three thousand spiritual swords totals fifteen thousand high-grade spiritual stones." Putao continued.
Wang Xiangchi suddenly remembered that this was the matter of the three thousand spiritual swords he had ordered for his apprentice Han Feiyu.
Looking at the space ring, Wang Xiangchi smiled awkwardly. Usually he didn't like to bring so many spirit stones when he went out. The total number of spirit stones in the space ring now only exceeded 10 million.
"Can it be free?" Wang Xiangchi said awkwardly.
"Foreign trade orders cannot be free."
“…..”
Wang Xiangchi had no choice but to mortgage the Lingbao and Lingmines he had obtained from his adventures in secret realms over the years to get enough Lingshi for the three thousand Lingswords.
All the magic weapons that Wang Xiangchi had stored in the treasure house over the years had been mortgaged. For the first time, Wang Xiangchi felt the importance of spiritual stones.
A small spiritual boat flew towards Linsen Fairy City.
"Finally, I can take a good look at what Master's sect looks like." Jian Wuji said. He was relieved just now when he received the news that Master's father was fine.
A small spiritual boat landed not far from Jian Wuji, and a sect service puppet motioned for Jian Wuji to come up.
The spirit boat flew across the giant lake of a hundred thousand miles, and Jian Wuji also saw twelve spirit turtles leisurely and leisurely.
As soon as he passed through the sect formation, Jian Wuji felt that he had entered a fairyland on earth, especially the waterfall of spiritual liquid that fell like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens that day, which shocked him.
"Don't look at it. The spiritual liquid waterfall is much smaller now, but it was even more spectacular before."
In Wang Xiangchi's small courtyard on the top of the mountain, Wang Xiangchi and Jian Wuji looked at the dragon-headed giant turtle in the spiritual liquid lake at the foot of the main peak and said.
"The big sects are just different." Jian Wuji sighed.
"Haha, our Hidden Spirit Sect is just a small Hidden World Sect."
"In the future, I will have the opportunity to show you what a real big sect looks like." Wang Xiangchi said.
"Wuji, you are now in the foundation building period. It is the time to lay the foundation. During this time in the sect, you can go to the trial tower to exercise."
"There is a combat power list during the foundation building period. If you are not in the top fifty, don't go out with me." Wang Xiangchi said, thinking about how high his apprentice's combat power would rank.
"Master, I am the only inheritor of Cangjian Sect. My talent and swordsmanship are among the best at my level."
"You asked me to take the top 50, are you looking down on me?" Jian Wuji felt that he was looked down upon, and his tone was very serious.
Although Jian Wuji was not arrogant that he could take first place, the first fifty did make him feel despised by his master.
"Don't talk nonsense yet, you can try it yourself."
"One of the items in the trial tower is the unlimited fantasy challenge. In it, you can exert all your combat power and challenge the sect's major foundation-building masters." Wang Xiangchi said.
"I'm going now." Jian Wuji said as he stepped onto a spiritual boat that happened to be floating over their mountain.
"Trial Tower." Jian Wuji said. This is what the puppet told him when he first arrived at the sect. The ownerless spirit boat can take him anywhere.
Jian Wuji came to the trial tower excitedly, wanting to prove his strength to his master.
