The abandoned girl became an immortal and became the ancestor of the immortal sect

Weng Jia finally got his wish, opened the first page of the elixir book, and touched the two names on it affectionately.

The next second, in Lu Nanzhi's shocked eyes, Weng Jia kissed these two names.

"Baby, I finally got you back. Your two mothers will probably be extremely happy."

Lu Nazhi: "..." I really can't see it.

"Master, do you know the person who wrote this book?"

"I know you. Is there anyone in the Nine Provinces who doesn't know me? No, you don't know me?"

Now it was Weng Jia's turn to look at Lu Nanzhi in shock, as if she was saying something that was against the laws of nature.

"Tang Yan, the immortal in medicine, and Tang Dai, the saint in poison, don't you recognize them?"

Lu Nazhi shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

Weng Jia felt incredible at first, and then became disappointed. His whole body wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"That's right. After they entered the Lonely Forest, the world gradually forgot about these two figures..."

Lu Nazhi couldn't bear it, so he comforted him and said, "How could the world forget such a powerful person as Medicine Immortal and Poison Saint?"

"It's just that I've been suffering from apathy before, so I haven't heard of these two seniors."

However, Weng Jia seemed not to hear Lu Nanzhi's words and was immersed in his own memories alone.

"I think back then, when I was with the two of them, that guy didn't exist in Kyushu..."

"Master!" Lu Nanzhi shouted into Weng Jia's ear, forcibly pulling him out of his memories.

"You can recall the past later. Let's take a look at these four things first."

She took out three blood ink rings and the small bottle of blood and placed them on the table.

Weng Jia snorted, his little apprentice was really lawless, and he even ordered his master.

But after he glanced at the three blood-ink rings on the table, he immediately forgot about being angry.

"Hey, isn't this the blood ink ring of that kid Lu Zhengfei?"

He fiddled with the three blood ink rings and said, "Why did you come back with three fake ones?"

Lu Nazhi explained: "These four things are placed in a box together with the elixir treasure book."

"But Dan Fu hid these four things more secretly. I don't know what he wanted to do with these four things, so I took them back together."

Weng Jia picked up the bottle containing blood and smelled it twice. After thinking about it for a while, he understood.

"This is filled with Lu Zhengfei's blood. Dan Fu used to heal him a lot, so it's normal to get some of his blood."

The expression on Weng Jia's face was extremely disgusting, and he threw the bottle away.

"As long as the blood is sprinkled on the three fakes, the pressure of the Horcrux can be simulated, so that the fake ones can be mistaken for the real ones."

Lu Nazhi suddenly realized.

She was still wondering why the Night Owl Army was so obedient in helping Lu Menlin and Dong Qingqing deal with some unethical matters.

Feelings mistake the liar for the new master.

Weng Jia was too lazy to continue talking nonsense.

He held a ball of pure fire in his palm and burned the three fakes and the vial containing blood cleanly.

"Okay, so you don't have to worry about that bad guy Dan Vo doing anything bad with these things anymore."

He yawned, "You can go back and rest today. We will leave for Pingzhou tomorrow."

Lu Nazhi took a step forward and blocked Weng Jia from returning to his room.

"Master," Lu Nanzhi smiled, "You can't sleep yet, you still have to teach me how to fly with a sword."

When I ask for something, it’s you, and when I ask for nothing, it’s you. This apprentice should be realistic enough.

"No, no, no," Weng Jia's head shook harder than the rattle in a child's hand.

"Master, I'm old and can't afford to stay up late."

"Come back tomorrow, I will definitely teach you tomorrow!"

"No!" Lu Nanzhi simply rejected Weng Jia's proposal.

Not to mention that she had been hampered several times by her inability to fly with a sword, and she had long been eager to learn to fly with a sword.

Now she learned that Lu Beixue was also going to Pingzhou to find the Netherworld Grass. If she didn't hurry up and study, how could she get the Netherworld Grass before her!

Weng Jia groaned, hammered his old arms and legs and started acting again.

"My old bones can't stand your torment like this."

"You stay up late at night and insist on dragging the master up to practice. Do you understand that you are abusing the elderly?"

Lu Nazhi nodded.

"It's okay if you don't want to teach me. I'm going to find the Fourth Master and the Fifth Master now to see if they are willing to teach me."

Weng Jia was so angry that he yelled, "You heartless bastard, you are threatening me with this trick again!"

Lu Nazhi replied matter-of-factly: "It doesn't matter if the method is old-fashioned, as long as it works."

"you you you you......"

Weng Jia had no choice but to point at Lu Nan's branches and glare.

As early as when his little apprentice consumed all the crystals in the training field in just over a month, he should have expected that such a day would come!

"Just teach me!" Weng Jia compromised, and his back, which was still stooped, could only straighten up again.

Lu Nanzhi immediately took out his dragon bone sword and prepared to learn the flying sword that he had been dreaming about for a long time.

"Tsk," Weng Jia looked at her with disgust.

"Since you are my apprentice, you don't need to learn such low-level things as flying with a sword."

Is flying with a sword low level?

How many cultivators in Kyushu who are not very talented work hard all their lives just to be able to stand on the sword with ease!

Even if these cultivation geniuses in the Tianji Academy can fly with beautiful swords, that would be something worthy of showing off!

Weng Jia saw the confusion in Lu Nanzhi's eyes and took the dragon bone sword from her hand.

"You don't know what you are doing. How can your sword be stepped on like other swords?"

"My master said there is a better way to fly, so there is. Just watch it!"

As soon as Weng Jia finished speaking, Lu Nanzhi felt a breeze blowing against his face. Then Weng Jia walked as usual, stepping into the air step by step.

Lu Nanzhi's eyes were full of surprise. There was nothing under his feet and he didn't step on anything.

But as Weng Jia's pace continued to increase, the distance he climbed became larger and larger each time.

Soon, Weng Jia disappeared from Lu Nanzhi's sight.

Lu Nazhi looked up at the stars in the sky, quietly waiting for when Weng Jia would come down.

A stick of incense passed, and just when she began to wonder if her master had gone to sleep somewhere, Weng Jia came back.

He held a pale white branch in his hand, and the green leaves on the branch were still stained with newly condensed dew.

Lu Nanzhi recognized the branch at a glance.

"Master, have you gone to Zhongzhou? You actually broke the sacred tree of Wuji Sect? Didn't the people of Wuji Sect chase you and beat you?"