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Fu Wanrou was originally in a bad mood, but she didn't understand when she heard that this pure yin body was from Rong Jiuchen's tribe!

It turned out to be to help my master find a pure Yin constitution!

Could it be that ancestor Zhenyan was appeased by Rong Jiuchen in such a way?

If sending a pure yin body to Patriarch Zhenyan, she could win the favor of the other party, even if she could bear the pain, she would be willing.

Fu Wanrou stared at Su Mei and asked, "Since you are Rong Jiuchen's clansman, why are you still here instead of going to Feishuang Peak?"

Su Mei rubbed her fingers and said in a low voice, "Me and..."

She plucked up the courage to take a gamble, "Actually...I don't have a good relationship with Rong Xianchang, he doesn't seem to like me as a pure yin body, so..."

Fu Wanrou squinted her eyes and looked at Su Mei, as if trying to discern the authenticity of the other party's words.

Just when Su Mei knelt down and couldn't support herself, Fu Wanrou said: "Pack up your things and leave with me."

Su Mei looked up, surprised.

She can finally leave this place!

Fu Wanrou looked at Su Mei's slightly handsome face, and warned: "Put away your petty thoughts, if you dare to lie to me, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

Su Mei hurriedly said: "The villain dare not lie to the immortal."

"Pack up your things and let's go." Fu Wanrou urged impatiently.

Su Mei hurriedly packed a few worthless clothes, thinking of her father who was still struggling outside the door, hesitated for a while.

Fu Wanrou urged displeasedly: "What are you still doing!"

Su Mei was too frightened to make any more demands. Forget it, anyway, his father is a monk or an alchemist, and he should be able to live well.

After she has gained a firm foothold in Qian Yuanzong, she can bring her father to enjoy the blessings!

………………

Time flies, and the influence Rong Jiuchen brought to Qian Yuanzong gradually disappeared.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is coming up next year, and everyone should retreat. For a while, Qian Yuanzong has entered the time of various competition retreats and breakthroughs.

A month later, Sunan left the customs and practiced Qi on the third level.

It has been a few months since I came to Qianyuanzong, and I have only broken through the third level of Qi training, so my qualifications are indeed a bit poor.

"Hey, little fat man, has Uncle Rong left the customs?" Pan Yu'er asked standing in front of Sunan.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Sunan hurriedly said, "I met Master Pan."

"You little fat man is so lucky," Pan Yu'er said sourly, "You can still be a disciple of Feishuang Peak."

Since he came to Feishuang Peak, he has been hearing this sentence, and his ears are almost callused.

He said with a puzzled face: "The disciple is indeed lucky."

Pan Yu'er rolled her eyes, "Who wants to praise you for being lucky? Isn't Uncle Rong out of customs yet? It's been several months!"

"I don't know, I can't easily reach the peak." Sunan replied.

Pan Yu'er nodded, "That's right. Patriarch Zhenyan valued his territory very much, but not just anyone can go up there."

She has never been there!

The last time her father went to give Rong Jiuchen a meeting gift, she begged for a long time and he refused to take her to Feishuang Peak, and even taught her a lesson.

It is said that ancestor Zhenyan hated women very much. Maybe he was hurt by women when he was young?

Pan Yu'er stood at the foot of the peak, thinking wildly.

Sunan couldn't say anything to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so he could only silently follow along in a daze.

"Hey, I still want to fight Uncle Rong a few more times." Pan Yu'er said regretfully.

I always feel that as long as she fights with Rong Jiuchen, she can comprehend more sword intent.

"There will always be a chance." Sunan couldn't help but say. .

It's just that Uncle Rong is too busy, and has been arrested by the ancestor Zhenyan to retreat since he was accepted as a disciple.

Pan Yu'er gave Sunan a blank look. She needs a qi training disciple to comfort her?

Suddenly, a white light soared into the sky from the top of Feishuang Peak, and boundless snowflakes fluttered down.

Pan Yu'er stretched out her hand, caught Xue Hua, and said with a dazed expression, "What a feat Master Rong has done!"

The movement at the top of Feishuang Peak disturbed the monks in the upper echelon of Qianyuanzong.

And Rong Jiuchen, who was in the refining room, looked at the hesitant white jade-like sword body, and felt a little dissatisfied, "It's too white, it looks as if it will be broken in a fight."

There are dots of golden fine sand on the body of the white jade sword, flowing on the sword body visible to the naked eye, looking mysterious and gorgeous.

Shi Hui comforted: "It's already very good, you forged an earth-level weapon for the first time."

What a genius.

Rong Jiuchen suddenly took out the phoenix heart from the space, "Brother Hui, can this be added to the sword?"

Shi Hui frowned, "Why didn't you tell me you have the heart of a phoenix?"

"Ah? I forgot!" Rong Jiuchen immediately forgot about the Phoenix Heart after he came out of the secret realm.

He just remembered that the little water drop had reminded him of the Phoenix Heart in his mind.

"Am I taking it out too late?" he asked.

Shi Hui took the Phoenix Heart and said, "It's not too late, just right."

He looked at Rong Jiuchen with complicated eyes and said: "If this phoenix heart is integrated into your sword, in the future it will give priority to the phoenix weapon spirit produced by it, can you accept it?"

"Whatever, as long as the Qi Ling is well-behaved." Rong Jiuchen really didn't care about this.

Shi Hui naturally hoped that Qi Ling would be well-behaved.

But the majestic ice phoenix is ​​locked in a sword, and even awakened into a weapon spirit, it must be very unwilling.

But so what?

As long as his Taoist companion likes it, even if he is disobedient, he must obediently listen to Rong Jiuchen.

Shi Hui released the flame of the Holy Flame, and the incomparably strong Phoenix Heart slowly became soft and waxy like cotton candy in his hands.

"Come on, Xiao Jiu, this step can only be explored by yourself."

"Okay!" Rong Jiuchen took the heart of the phoenix, and began to re-sacrifice the natal weapon according to the method of refining the weapon on the jade slip.

"What happened?" Some peak owners who couldn't go up to Feishuang Peak and liked to watch the scene gathered at the foot of the peak to discuss.

It was the first time that Sunan saw so many monks with multiple babies, and his legs went limp in fright.

Fortunately, Yang Xia showed up in time to save him from continuing to be ashamed.

Sunan hid back in the cave, watching Yang Xia face these high-ranking monks with ease, his eyes were full of longing and envy.

He will be so powerful in the future.

"Father, why are you here?" Pan Yu'er gave Pan Pengyun a teasing look.

Pan Pengyun coughed in vain, "I'm just here to take a look."

"Isn't it just a vision? Uncle Rong often has visions, so don't make a fuss." Pan Yu'er said in a serious tone.

"You can't say that, who knows if it's a vision or a disaster." Fu Qingwen said in an unhappy tone.

"Junior Sister Fu, did you not brush your teeth when you got up this morning? Or did you not rinse your mouth for a few days, and your mouth smells so bad?" Su Feiyang retorted.

He protects his shortcomings very well, and no one is allowed to bully his cousin.

But what is Chenchen doing!Ever since he got to Feishuang Peak, he hadn't had time to go down the peak to look for his cousin, and now there's such a big fight.

Do people from the Rong family just like being so high-profile?

"Su Feiyang, how dare you say it again!" Fu Qingwen couldn't understand what Su Feiyang said, but it was definitely not a good thing.

Su Feiyang covered his mouth and stood on the other side, "It stinks."

Zhao Xuanyu glared at his apprentice angrily, "Speak well!"

Anyway, Fu Qingwen is also a female cultivator, so she should give the other party a little face.

But Fu Qingwen is fine, why did she target the people of Patriarch Zhenyan?Is it because you are afraid of dying too slowly?

Fu Qing said in a deep voice: "Qingwen, Rong Jiuchen is the apprentice of Patriarch Zhenyan, that is, your uncle, how can there be no distinction between superior and inferior!"

Fu Qingwen bowed her head and confessed, "The disciple is wrong."

The reason why she was able to get Fu Qing's love was that apart from her unique talent in talisman seals, she also had a very good understanding of Fu Qing.

It doesn't matter how arrogant and domineering Fu Qingwen is outside, as long as she doesn't commit any crimes in front of Fu Qing, she will definitely not be punished.

Fu Wanrou stood quietly at the side all the time, looking at the peak of Feishuang Peak, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.

What happened to this cultivator that made such a Nascent Soul cultivator willing to come and watch.

Even Zhao Xuanyu, the new Huashen, looked at Rong Jiuchen differently. It seemed that she couldn't be too obvious about dealing with Rong Jiuchen.

"Master, what do you think my Chenchen is doing?" Su Feiyang asked curiously.

Zhao Xuanyu has no way to get to the top, so he doesn't know.

However, being able to emit this kind of vision is likely to have something to do with the refining tool.

He guessed: "Rong Jiuchen has just broken through the golden core, so he must be refining his natal weapon."

Su Feiyang suddenly realized, "That's right, Chenchen doesn't have a natal weapon yet."

He praised: "Chenchen is so powerful, I never thought that such a phenomenon would appear even when refining a natal weapon."

"Ancestor Zhenyan's refining technique is the best in Shangling City. Maybe the vision this time was created by Ancestor Zhenyan," Fu Qingwen retorted, "If Rong Jiu...Mr. Rong Uncle has such crafting skills, it is not impossible to have a vision, "

She said in a contemptuous tone, "Uncle Rong doesn't seem to know how to refine weapons, does he?"

Su Feiyang became impatient, "What are you talking about! My Chenchen knows everything! Why can't she refine weapons!"

Rong Jiuchen's father is an all-round genius. As his son, Rong Jiuchen must have inherited the talent of being a father, so he should also be an all-round genius.

Zhao Xuanyu glanced at the stupid apprentice, not wanting to remind him that talking nonsense here would only make Rong Jiuchen more annoying.

"Senior Brother Su, you still have to be realistic. Being too arrogant will only make people unhappy." Fu Qingwen couldn't mock Rong Jiuchen, but it didn't mean she couldn't mock Su Feiyang.

The younger generation quarreled, but the elders would not meddle in their own business.

Before Fu Qingwen opened her mouth to continue speaking, she saw that the vision of the peak became more intense.

"This is--"

An and Guang were the first to reach the peak.

He is the only person in the sect who can come uninvited.

He glanced at it with his divine sense, but was interrupted by Shi Hui before he could find the refining weapon, "Xiao Jiu is refining his natal weapon, brother, go back if you have nothing to do."

The corners of An Heguang's mouth twitched, refining natal weapons?

This movement must be a bit big!

"Have you not refined it yet?" An Heguang was also curious, what kind of natal weapon is this.

Shi Hui saw that Rong Jiuchen's face was flushed, and beads of sweat slipped slightly.

"Recognize the Lord with a drop of blood." He encouraged.

Rong Jiuchen was extremely satisfied as he watched the blade of the sword cut a smooth line, one sword with nine shadows.

"it is good."

The bright red blood glides across the blade, and an inexplicable fetter appears in the sea of ​​consciousness.

An Heguang raised his head, looked at the vision in the sky, and said in a daze, "This is—"