"Disciple Wei Han, pay homage to the Third Ancestor!"
No matter Wei Han is willing or not!
After the other party revealed his identity, he did not dare to neglect his courtesy at all.
So he quickly stood up and saluted respectfully, and at the same time began to try his best to control his aura, for fear that the other party would see through more of his trump cards.
"Forgive me!" At this time, the old voice continued: "I'm just a little lonely after sleeping for too long. I just want to chat with someone casually. You don't need to put on such a guarded posture."
After saying that, an illusory figure suddenly appeared.
This is a clone formed by the condensation of spiritual consciousness. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a crane-haired face, and is wearing a purple robe. He looks kind and has a hint of majesty, which is very consistent with the image of the three ancestors of the Holy Land.
"Meet the Third Ancestor!"
Wei Han bowed and saluted again!
On his face he was extremely respectful, but in his heart he couldn't help but have alarm bells ringing.
As an old fox who has been in the world of immortality for many years, it is naturally impossible for him to trust someone with just a few words. After all, image, appearance, language, and identity can all be disguised.
If he were the third ancestor of the Holy Land, how could he be imprisoned here?
Even if he is the Third Ancestor, how can he prove that he has no ill intentions toward him?
It’s strange that the other party shows up so diligently and has no agenda!
"Haha!" The old man's illusory clone had a smile in his eyes, looked Wei Han up and down and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I, Zixiao Holy Land, would have such an outstanding descendant like you. The foundation is so solid that even the saints and sons and saints are not as good as me. !”
"The Third Patriarch made false praises. This disciple cannot deserve such a prestigious reputation." Wei Han continued to make excuses.
The old man's face froze. He obviously didn't expect this young man to be so difficult to deal with. He was so wary at a young age. He didn't have the ecstatic flattery of a junior when he meets a big shot, and his mentality was as stable as an old dog.
On the surface it looks respectful, but deep down I don't know how to be on guard.
"It's interesting!" The old man twirled his beard as usual and said with a half-smile: "Do you know why I show up to chat with you?"
"Disciple doesn't know, please let us know from the Third Patriarch." Wei Han quickly gave a tentative assurance: "If the Third Patriarch has anything to do, please let us know clearly. I will not hesitate to climb mountains of swords and seas of fire."
"Haha!" The old man looked sarcastic, but after thinking about it, he said: "The reason why I woke up from my deep sleep is all thanks to you. If I read it correctly, you actually implanted the broken branches of the building wood into It acts as a spiritual root in the body, right?"
"That's right!" Wei Han said bravely: "This disciple is born with very poor qualifications. Due to fate, the master valued him and gave him the broken branches of Jianmu. Finally, he was able to obtain the Jianmu spiritual root."
"You are a lucky one." The old man's face was complicated and he sighed repeatedly: "Since the collapse of the building of the world, I don't know how many branches and leaves have been scattered everywhere, but it can be said that there are hundreds of millions of people who can use it as their spiritual root and succeed. None of them, I can’t even figure out how you can avoid being blown up and sucked dry by it, tsk tsk tsk..."
"My disciple was also ignorant and fearless at the time, and he finally managed to escape from a narrow escape." Wei Han continued to laugh, but he refused to let out any truth in his mouth.
Seeing this, the old man stopped beating around the bush and said straight to the point: "The vitality of building wood that you inadvertently emitted during your practice is of great use in repairing my injuries. Are you willing to help me?"
"Oh?" Wei Han raised his sword eyebrows and pretended to be puzzled: "How can a disciple help you with an injury like yours? How about I inform the higher-ups of the Holy Land to prepare some healing medicine for you?"
"Hmph!" The old man suddenly snorted impatiently: "If I could be treated with ordinary treasure medicine, how could I sleep in this ice dungeon for thousands of years? Jianmu is the source of the world, and he is born with high-grade vitality energy. , although your Jianmu Spiritual Root is weak, it still has a healing effect that far exceeds that of ordinary treasures!"
Wei Han understood immediately when he heard this.
No wonder the other party is targeting me!
However, he probably only noticed the existence of the Jianmu Spiritual Root and did not discover too many secrets of his own. Thinking of this, Wei Han couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and asked directly: "I wonder how the disciple can help the third ancestor heal? There are still three and a half years left for the disciple to be detained in the Ice Dungeon. I wonder if it will delay your important event, Third Patriarch?"
"Three and a half years? That's fine!" The old man thought for a while and said, "You only need to help me heal the most difficult injuries. Three and a half years is enough!"
"Okay, disciple, just follow the instructions of the Third Patriarch."
Wei Han decisively agreed, without asking what he wanted him to do or what kind of reward he would get, which was so refreshing that people were a little confused.
The old man looked at him deeply with half-smiling eyes, and finally nodded and said: "Actually, you don't need to work hard, just focus on practicing as before and let Jianmu's vitality continue to escape. I will absorb this on my own." Jianmu tried his best to repair the injury."
"Yes, disciple understands." Wei Han nodded in agreement again.
"You are a smart man." The old man was silent for a while and then said: "Don't worry, I won't let you waste your time in vain. This is your reward!"
After saying that, a jade slip appeared out of thin air.
After Wei Han took it, he glanced with his consciousness and saw a complex and mysterious secret technique recorded in the jade slip, called - "The Art of Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Infant"!
"This is it?" Wei Han was surprised.
"This is the art of transforming babies!" the old man said with a cold sneer: "You are trying your best to suppress your cultivation now, just because you want to conceive a baby in the best condition, but do you know that in addition to auxiliary materials and the formation of a baby, you need In addition to elixirs, the art of transforming babies is also very important?"
"Disciple, I don't know, please ask the Third Patriarch for advice." Wei Han's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly took the opportunity to dig out more information from him.
From the many classics in the Sutra Pavilion, he had indeed seen descriptions of the art of transforming babies!
It is said that this method is only available in the top holy places, which allows people to condense Nascent Souls with different attributes. Only a small group of people in Zixiao Holy Land have the opportunity to come into contact with it.
This kind of Nascent Soul that favors certain attributes is naturally stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul!
Not only does he have natural control over certain attributes, he is more fierce in combat, and his ability to understand Tao is outstanding, Wei Han has also thought about what kind of infant transformation technique he wants to use.
Maybe the two masters will provide him with the sword infant, fire infant, and thunder infant types of infant transformation techniques, and then he only needs to choose the one that suits him.
But he never expected that a third ancestor who didn't know whether it was true or false would suddenly appear and give him a copy of the "Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Infant Technique"!
Let’s not mention the authenticity of this thing for now!
What is his intention in giving himself such a good thing?
Wei Han's eyes flickered, and he deliberately tried to test: "Thank you, Third Ancestor, for the reward, but I don't know what's so special about this infant transformation technique? Master has already prepared everything for me. If it's nothing special, I'll stop practicing it." Bar!"
Sure enough, if you say you don’t practice this method!
The old man's eyes narrowed subconsciously.
(End of chapter)
