Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Shangguan Qingyun had already noticed that the wound on Chu Wen's hand had healed. He suppressed all his doubts and wielded the dagger to strike Chu Wen again.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Heaven-Strike Bell also entered Chu Wen's sea of ​​consciousness, floating quietly on the other side of the gourd.

After Chu Wen received the two treasures, he suppressed his joy and said seriously:

"Brother, you don't know, when I picked up Xiu'er, I couldn't even eat enough, so I went around digging wild vegetables for Xiu'er, stealing sweet potatoes, eggs, and bacon. I also had to bathe Xiu'er, wash her clothes, wash her diapers, teach her to read, coax her to sleep, tell her stories, and sing to her every day..."

Shangguan Qingyun laughed angrily: "Do you know that Chunjun and Zhuangtian are my best treasures? In the entire Shangguan family, only my grandfather's Shadow Dragon Staff and my Linglong Tower can compare with Chunjun and Zhuangtian. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Linglong Tower? Linglong Tower is a nice name."

"The Linglong Tower is my life-saving magic weapon that I have nurtured for thousands of years. Do you want it too?"

"Uh...never mind. What does the Shadow Dragon Staff look like? Can you lend it to me to play with?"

"If you can beat my grandfather, you will see it."

"I was just saying it, what are you thinking, brother? Actually, that dagger is pretty nice..."

"Don't give me that. I'm used to using that dagger. The pair of gloves you gave Xiu'er are not ordinary things. They are better than many mid-grade magic weapons. Don't let Xiu'er wear them to play in the mud. It will ruin them."

"Is that so? Then I'll talk to her. By the way, Your Majesty, do you have any unwanted gadgets..."

"The quality of a magic weapon is more important than its quantity. It's time for you to pick a magic weapon for your life. Chunjun focuses on attack, and Zhuangtian focuses on defense. You can choose one of them and nurture it carefully..."

Chu Wen thought to himself, I have sixteen spiritual consciousnesses, so can I choose sixteen natal magic weapons? In that case, the road to treasure hunting is long and arduous.

Little did he know that many Jindan cultivators were still using high-grade magic tools, and many of the treasures he had robbed were already magical weapons that most cultivators dreamed of.

Even the Biyuan Sword stolen from the big black bear has reached the grade of a low-grade magic weapon.

Now that he has acquired Chunjun and Zhuangtian, his aesthetic taste has inadvertently been raised to a level that does not belong to him.

From then on, whenever he saw other people had good things, he wanted to get them, and as a result he got into a lot of trouble. This is a story for later, so I won’t go into it for now.

First, Chu Wen wanted to get Shu, and was unwilling to be content with this. He then said:

"Right, right, right. Quality is more important than quantity. Big brother, do you have any other treasures that are not rare, such as a flying boat? Xiu'er really likes the flying boat of the person who announced the decree before, and has mentioned it to me many times."

Shangguan Qingyun's mood improved after being teased by Chu Wen.

He took out his own cloud boat from his sleeve and threw it to Chu Wen, saying:

"If you can control it, I will give it to you."

Chu Wen took the boat and looked at it in his hand.

This boat, which is smaller than the palm of your hand, is actually carved with three floors. The boat body is covered with runes, white with blue, and decorated with more than a dozen colors. It is very delicate and beautiful.

He played with it for a while and asked, "Brother, how do you use this thing?"

Shangguan Qingyun smiled and said, "This boat is called Lingyun. It can be driven by spirit stones and accelerated by magic power. I will orally tell you the secret method, but only once. If you can't remember it, you must return it to me immediately."

Chu Wen thought to himself, this is no small matter.

"Brother, please tell me quickly."

Shangguan Qingyun smiled secretly when he heard this, and explained through voice transmission how to control the thirty-three restrictions on the cloud boat one by one.

Chu Wen listened attentively. At first he felt no pressure, but Shangguan Qingyun started from the beginning and had not finished until the fifth sentence.

Chu Wen has a strong consciousness and an excellent memory, but the mental formula for each restriction has more than 2,000 words. By the time he came to the sixth restriction, Chu Wen felt a little strenuous.

He quickly divided his spiritual consciousness into sixteen parts, with four strands of spiritual consciousness forming a group, and each group of spiritual consciousness memorized a spell.

One of the wisp of consciousness is responsible for memorizing, one wisp of consciousness repeats it, one wisp of consciousness recites it again, and the last wisp of consciousness reviews it once more.

In this way, the four sets of spiritual consciousness can memorize four spells at the same time, and the pressure will drop suddenly.

Shangguan Qingyun spent more than half an hour before he finished explaining the thirty-three formulas.

He thought Chu Wen would interrupt him halfway, and he could use this as an excuse to take Ling Yun back.

Unexpectedly, Chu Wen lowered his eyes and said nothing, and kept asking himself to finish reciting all thirty-three spells without saying a word.

He didn't believe that Chu Wen could memorize 80,000 words at once. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the Lingyun in Chu Wen's hand suddenly swell up, and in the blink of an eye, it showed its original form that was twenty feet long and three feet wide.

Shangguan Qingyun was shocked. He could remember the 80,000-word spell just by listening to it once?

how can that be!

Even with my spiritual awareness gained from overcoming tribulations, I can't do it!

"You, how did you remember it?" Shangguan Qingyun looked at Chu Wen in disbelief.

Chu Wen stared at the flying boat in the air with excitement, and said without turning his head:

"That's not difficult, brother. Is there anything else you can test me with?"

Shangguan Qingyun endured the heartache and replied:

"Lingyun is a magic weapon that I have been refining for three thousand years. It has reached the highest grade and its speed can jump up one level. Please keep it well for me. If it is lost or damaged, I will ask you to compensate me."

Chu Wen only realized the value of the flying boat after hearing this. He felt embarrassed to ask for anything else and laughed:

"Thank you, big brother. I will keep it well. Big brother, what does it mean that the escape technique can advance one level?"

"If you activate all 33 of Lingyun's restrictions, even a cultivator with a higher level of cultivation than you will not be able to catch up with it. This is for my own use. When you come back, I will definitely ask for it. Don't try to cheat me then."

Seeing that Shangguan Qingyun was so concerned about this flying boat, Chu Wen liked Lingyun even more.

Never mind, just take it in your hand first.

When I come back and kill that damn Holy Emperor, if I don't have any treasures by then, I will just return them to him.

Chu Wen was worried that Shangguan Qingyun would go back on his word, so he quickly shrunk Lingyun and put it into the necklace on his chest.

Shangguan Qingyun shook his head helplessly and said:

"You only want the magic weapon, why don't you ask me for the technique?"

Chu Wen quickly said, "I was just about to speak."

Shangguan Qingyun took out ten jade beads from his sleeve and handed them to Chu Wen.

"These are the five heavenly mental skills and five heavenly magic skills of our Shangguan family. Only you and Xiu'er can practice them and they are not allowed to be passed on to others."

Chu Wen pretended to be stupid, took the jade pendant and said nothing, with a chuckle on his face, then picked up the jade pendant and put it against his forehead.

In just over twenty breaths, he had used up all ten jade beads.

Shangguan Qingyun found this funny and was about to say something to him, asking him not to be so impatient.

Then the spiritual energy around Chu Wen suddenly moved.

Shangguan Qingyun was stunned. Has this kid already started practicing?

At this?

He was about to speak when he saw the earth elemental spiritual energy around him begin to gather around Chu Wen, and then slowly penetrate into Chu Wen's body.

Shangguan Qingyun stood there in a daze.

Looking at that movement, isn't that the Earth Virtue Sutra that I've been practicing?

Has he learned it?

That is a heavenly level technique!

Even I, a person with only one immortal spiritual root, took a whole day to draw in the Qi successfully. Did he learn it just like that?

Is this a mixed spiritual root?

Who with mixed spiritual roots has such talent?

Chu Wen thought that these skills were very simple. In just a cup of tea, he had learned all five mental skills and five magical skills, and he also performed the five magical skills one by one.

"Not bad, not bad. This technique is good."

Shangguan Qingyun stared blankly at Chu Wen who had a silly smile on his face.

"Have you learned all of it?"

Chu Wen nodded.

"how did you do that?"

“That’s not difficult.”

Shangguan Qingyun stared at Chu Wen in disbelief: "Not difficult?"

Seeing Shangguan Qingyun's surprised face, Chu Wen asked doubtfully, "Is it difficult?"

Shangguan Qingyun saw Chu Wen's silly look and thought he was pretending to be stupid.

Seeing that Chu Wen was not very excited after learning these ten heavenly-level skills, and seemed a little disappointed, he could not help but ask:

"How are these techniques?"

Chu Wen answered honestly: "These five kinds of skills are good, and the five kinds of mental skills are just average. By the way, when I picked up Xiu'er, the Fire Phoenix Nirvana Sutra was on her. Xiu'er and I already know it."

Shangguan Qingyun was shocked when he heard this: "Is this true?"

Chu Wen took out the piece of paper that he had found from Xiu'er from the gourd and handed it to Shangguan Qingyun.

"look."

Shangguan Qingyun took the paper and saw that it was Tonghai's handwriting.

Turning to the back of the paper, I saw a poem. Looking closely, it was undoubtedly Qingshuang's handwriting.

Shangguan Qingyun flipped through the paper in his hand again and again, and saw that the handwriting on it was neat, without any trace of haste.

It was obvious that the son and daughter-in-law had already discovered the enemy and were ready.

They knew that Xiu'er was going to die, and they didn't want to drag the entire family down with her, so they wrote this paper and took Xiu'er away from the family. It was obvious that they still had a glimmer of hope, and they were ready to die.

Qingshuang has a unique vision and can always see through people's hearts. She chose to self-destruct in that place, apparently because she saw a glimmer of hope.

Well, you are worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Shangguan family and the son of Shangguan Qingyun.

Shangguan Qingyun stared blankly at the paper in his hand, mist rising in his eyes, his eye sockets slowly turned red, and then his bones cracked and his teeth bled.

He looked up to the sky, gazed toward the northwest, letting the tears fall, his eyes full of love.

Someone once said that there are two unique stars in that direction.

Tonghai.

Clear frost.

You bet right.

Xiu'er is still alive and well.

I will remember your grudge.

One day, I will place his head on your grave with my own hands.

Some say it won’t take long, maybe two thousand years at most.

You wait, don't leave yet.