Quick wear: The male supporting actor ran away with a bucket

The original owner's father, Luo Chonghui, was a monk in the late stage of Qi Refining. He had gray hair and was over eighty years old this year. His time was approaching and he had basically stopped thinking about building the foundation. The original owner's mother had exhausted her lifespan and passed away a few years ago. Tu Yufan He had a son in his old age.

I saw Jianxu Sect disciples coming with flying swords before. I thought something big had happened, and I was almost ready to pack up and run away. However, I heard the senior said that his son had detected a single spirit root and joined Jianxu Sect, preparing to kill everyone in the clan. take away.

Seeing Tu Yufan, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said hesitantly: "Yufan, do we really want to leave the Qu family?"

"Dad, don't worry, it's just a different place to live. Our Luo family should have left long ago."

"What about Changshan?"

"Luo Changshan has joined the Wanfa Sect. From now on, he will be a member of the Qu family and has nothing to do with the Luo family."

Luo Changshan's parents also died in a fight between the Qu family, but after weighing the pros and cons, Luo Changshan decided to join the Wanfa Sect and continue to be the lackey of the female supporting role.

Luo Chonghui's expression did not change. As long as his son was fine, he had no control over what other people chose.

Ming Chan returned with a large group of people and placed the Luo family at the foot of the Jianxu Sect Mountain. Demonic beasts were rampant in Tianling Continent. Many mortals came to the foot of the Jianxu Sect to seek protection. Later, many casual cultivators came to do business here. , Jianxu Sect sent people to manage this place, and it gradually developed into a fairy city called Hujian City. Jianxu Sect had some properties in Hujian City, and Huang Chan rented one of the houses to the Luo family until they found a suitable house.

Ming Chan brought the new disciples into the sect. Tu Yufan saw that Jianxu Sect was located at the highest peak of this mountain range. There was a stone sword at the entrance. Although it was crudely made, it felt like a sharp sword entering the cloud peak. He watched for a while, but several new disciples around him squatted down, covering their heads.

"Don't look around. It's not something you can comprehend now." Ming Shan said unhurriedly, but he said it too late, and he was already dizzy.

Tu Yufan felt that he did it on purpose.

A smile flashed across Ming Chan's eyes, but he was still surprised when he saw Tu Yufan.

This little junior brother indeed has extraordinary understanding. It depends on how long he can persist in the Sword Tomb.

The Sword Tomb is the burial place for the disciples of the Jianxu Sect, of course, excluding those who died accidentally outside. There is a sword on each tomb, which is the natal sword of Jianxu Sect. The Jianxu Sect has been established for thousands of years. Inside the Sword Tomb I don’t know how many swords have been released.

"Junior brothers, this is the outermost edge of the Sword Tomb. You cannot go deeper beyond that line, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. If you can't persist, just go out through that door. A senior brother will record the time when the time comes." Pointing to the entrance, he said meaningfully: "If you can pull out the sword, you can take it away freely."

Several people felt goosebumps on their bodies. The sword tomb was filled with gloomy winds. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, it was dark inside, as if it was isolated by a barrier.

Tu Yufan quietly felt the various sword intentions crisscrossing the space. The sword power became stronger as he went deeper. After an hour, most of the people inside had already exited.

Some people tried to pull out the sword, but as soon as they took hold of the hilt, their hand was cut open and blood flowed. The sword seemed to be extremely powerful and could not be shaken. Others immediately did not dare to act rashly.

Tu Yufan was bored. The spiritual power here was weak and it was not easy to practice. He also tried to pull out a sword. He felt that the sword was too broad and heavy, so he inserted it back again.

Someone pointed at him with wide eyes and trembling fingers, asking: "You... took it out, and why did you put it in again?"

The long sword here is at least a middle-grade magic weapon. He clearly said that he could take it away as long as he could pull it out. This person had obviously pulled it out, but he still put it back. It was completely unconscionable.

"I don't think it's suitable for me." Tu Yufan explained.

The man was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Tu Yufan ignored him and continued to sit and comprehend the meaning of the sword. As time passed, he was the only one left in the entire sword tomb.

He felt that continuing would be of little use unless he went deep in. Unfortunately, the sword inside was too strong and he would probably be torn into pieces if he entered.

Tu Yufan stood up and prepared to leave.

The sword in the sword tomb suddenly shook, and the sharp sound of metal resounded throughout the space. Ten thousand swords instantly left the tomb and soared into the sky. The entire sky was filled with dense black spots.

Tu Yufan looked solemn. Why did it feel like these swords were pointed at him?

Just as he was thinking of a way to slip away, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him, wearing a green shirt, his fingers stretched toward the sky, and the white light turned into a huge sword.

"Go back!" He said in a deep voice. The dense black spots in the sky quickly fell down, and the sword tomb quickly returned to its previous appearance.

Tu Yufan also felt relieved. He felt the cold touch on his right hand and was suddenly surprised. At some point, his right hand actually held a slender sword.

"You actually got Senior Brother Zhou's Moon Sword." The middle-aged man murmured.

Tu Yufan: ....I didn’t take it.

As if he was remembering something, he looked towards the deepest part of the sword tomb, and then said slowly: "Mingchan said that his understanding is good, but it seems that he underestimated you. Are you willing to be my disciple?"

Tu Yufan felt that this person should be a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he said: "Thanks to the great love of seniors, of course I am willing."

The man took Tu Yufan away from the Sword Tomb. The disciples stationed here watched with emotion as the two people turned into light spots and disappeared into the distance.

"The wishes of the elders have failed. This person has been captured by the leader."

Tu Yufan later learned that the man was Chu Qingdao, the leader of Jianxu Sect. Chu Qingdao was aware of the riot in Jianzhong. When he was checking, he happened to see Tu Yufan who caused the riot, so he accepted him as his disciple.

Before that, Tu Yufan stayed at the Sword Tomb for more than twelve hours, attracting the attention of many elders. Everyone wanted to accept Tu Yufan as their disciple, and they had a duel. In the end, the third elder was slightly better.

However, the third elder was not happy for long before he received the news that Tu Yufan had been accepted as a disciple by the master.

The leader's disciple has a transcendent status, and Chu Qingdao often practices in seclusion, giving Tu Yufan a lot of free space. He doesn't like to go out, so he has been practicing at Wuwang Peak. At the beginning, Tu Yufan was still the talk of everyone. After ten years Years later, few people remember the young master uncle of Wuwang Peak.

Until, the foundation-building Thunder Tribulation appeared at Wuwang Peak.

"Someone is building a foundation on Mount Wuwu!"

"Wuwang Mountain, is there anyone there?"

"It seems that the first disciple of the sect ten years ago is where the young master's cave is."

"Tear--Zhu Ji who is less than twenty years old?"

In addition, the man in blue brocade clothes not far away looked at the thunder disaster in the distance unwillingly.

"If it weren't for him, I would be the head disciple of Jianxu Sect. Zhuji, who is less than twenty years old, must have been made from resources. He must also be an embroidered pillow."