Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Zhang Xiaofan had a bitter look on his face. Being a Buddhist sect was enough to give him a headache, and now he was related to a demonic sect. This was a rhythm that was going to drive him to death! Looking at the soul-eating rod handed over by Han Fei, Zhang Xiaofan quickly pushed the soul-eating rod back.

"Second Master should keep this thing. I don't dare to use magic things."

"This blood-devouring bead is a treasure coveted by the devil. Even this stick is not an ordinary thing. This stick is called soul-catching. It has been recorded in ancient books that this thing comes from outside the sky and falls into the Nine Netherworld, where ghosts and ghosts burn the underworld. It takes a thousand years to refine the spirit and soul, and it will become red after a thousand years. It will take a thousand years to gather the spirit of the ghost, and it will take a thousand years to become the soul-eating rod. When used properly, the soul-eating rod that combines these two rare treasures will not lose to your Qingyun Sect's Zhuxian. Gujian, do you really want to give it to me?" Han Fei asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked. He didn't expect that this humble stick could be as famous as the Zhuxian Sword. This really shocked him. He knew what it meant. With this soul-eating stick, he could be as famous as the Zhuxian Sword. Just like Patriarch Qingye back then, Zhang Xiaofan's heart could not help but beat wildly. He stared at the soul-devouring stick, but there was a voice in his heart that kept telling him, "Bring it here, bring it here, bring it here." Come here and you can become the next legend..."

When Han Fei saw this, he grinned without saying a word, and directly handed the soul-eating stick to Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly roared and pushed away the soul-eating rod that Han Fei handed him. Great, the person also ran away.

Zhang Xiaofan patted his chest with a lingering fear on his face, looked at the soul-eating stick in Han Fei's hand, and said with a sad face: "Second Master, you are playing tricks on me again."

"How can I be playing with you? What I told you as a teacher is all the truth, not false at all. Also, I should be considered your third master, right? Tian Buyi is your second master," Han Fei said smiled.

Zhang Xiaofan's expression changed and he said with a wry smile: "Even if what you said is true, I don't dare to use it. You should stop joking with the disciples. Master Puzhi's identity cannot be made public."

"A magic weapon is just a dead object. The key is to see who is in the hands of it. If it is used righteously, it will be righteous, and if it is used evilly, it will be evil. Your Qingyun Sect's Zhuxian Ancient Sword is also made of the resentful energy of heaven and earth. It has become yours differently. The treasure of the Qingyun Sect," Han Fei said with a smile.

"The Ancient Sword of Zhuxian is also a magic weapon. Are you sure you didn't lie to me?" Zhang Xiaofan asked in disbelief.

"Ahem, that Zhuxian Sword is an immortal weapon, don't talk nonsense?" Han Fei coughed twice in embarrassment, accidentally spitting out his words, and leaked the secret of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Zhang Xiaofan pressed his cheeks together, glanced at Han Fei speechlessly, and thought to himself, can you pretend to be more fake?

After knowing that the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Killing Sword is also a magic weapon, Zhang Xiaofan's resistance to the soul-eating rod is no longer so great. In addition, what Han Fei said is that if it is used righteously, it will be righteous, and if it is used evil, it will be evil. Zhang Xiaofan has nothing to do with it. Psychological disorder.

Slowly walked up to Han Fei, then carefully took the soul-eating rod, and asked with some uncertainty: "You really didn't lie to me, is this soul-eating rod really comparable to the Zhuxian Ancient Sword?"

"Why are you lying to me? But if you want to bring out its maximum effect, it needs to be refined again. Your refining techniques are really too rough and it's a waste of such good materials." Han Fei said with disdain on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled awkwardly, but he did not dare to accept these words. After all, Han Fei despised not only the Qingyun Sect, but the entire cultivation world. He had seen Han Fei refining weapons, and their refining methods were different from Han Fei's. In comparison, it is indeed a bit too low-grade.

"Haha, I'll thank Master for the trouble." Zhang Xiaofan giggled twice and said a little embarrassedly.

"What kind of shape do you want? Tell me after you think about it, and I will help you refine it again."

Han Fei nodded and continued: "Okay, we'll talk about the appearance later. Let's talk about the business first. Since you have entered my sect, you will no longer practice Brahma Prajna and Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao. For Master teaches you new techniques."

"New technique?" Zhang Xiaofan said hesitantly.

"Why, do you still have any objections?" Han Fei glared at Zhang Xiaofan and said angrily.

"No, no, you always have the final say." Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said quickly.

"I can tell you, kid, don't go against me. Brahma Prajna is a curse for you. Monk Puzhi is not at ease. You don't want to think about how you entered the Qingyun Sect. Under normal circumstances, with your Qualifications, do you think these people from Qingyun Sect will accept you? Then why can Puzhi determine that you can enter Qingyun Sect, why doesn’t he bring you into Tianyin Temple? "

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was about to refute, but when he heard what Han Fei said next, he felt like he was struck by lightning. Zhang Xiaofan kept replaying his experience with Pu Zhi in his mind. Now that he thinks about it, everything is weird.

Han Fei's words kept echoing in his ears, and there was a voice in his mind, constantly asking himself: "Why is Pu Zhi so sure that he can enter Qingyun Sect? If Pu Zhi is really optimistic about him, Why didn't you take him back to Tianyin Temple? Why did Pu Zhi let him enter Qingyun Sect, and why did Qingyun Sect take him in? "

Scenes from the past kept echoing in Zhang Xiaofan's mind. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious Puzhi's behavior became, as if everything was planned by Puzhi. After so many years in the mountains, he also knew that in the eyes of Tian Buyi and the others, How bad is his qualification? Under normal circumstances, Qingyun Sect will not accept a disciple like him. The reason why he can keep Qingyun Sect is just because he is an orphan, just because he is an orphan!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth. He also fell backwards. Seeing this, Han Fei quickly stepped forward to help him. Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was unconscious, he knew that he was Out of anger, he picked him up, placed him gently on the recliner, and fed him a soul-nourishing pill.

"Done!" Han Fei said with a chuckle.

It is said that once they are born again, they become familiar again. When he was in the world under one person, he was so angry that he fainted Ma Xianhong. It was easy to get Zhang Xiaofan stunned again. Although Ma Xianhong's situation was quite miserable, at least Ma Xianhong's family They were all still alive, but Zhang Xiaofan was different. In order to allow Zhang Xiaofan to go to Qingyun Mountain, Puzhi killed their entire village, which naturally included Zhang Xiaofan's parents.

Anyone who knows that the master they have always respected and loved is actually his blood enemy will not be able to bear it, let alone Zhang Xiaofan, a stubborn child.

Han Fei did not bother him and asked the three-eyed monkey to guard Zhang Xiaofan. Han Fei entered the small world. When entering the small world, Han Fei also picked up the soul-eating stick.