diskusbooks Chapter 462: The Forgotten Ancestor Cries of Joy
Chapter 462: The Forgotten Ancestor Cries of Joy
But for some reason, the talisman in her hand suddenly seemed to be restricted by someone, and she couldn't activate it no matter how hard she tried to use her spiritual power.
Nan Xianzhi's expression changed, but Nangong Yuan on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when Nan Xianzhi was puzzled, a hand suddenly appeared and gently took the talisman from Nan Xianzhi's hand.
"Junior Brother Nan, as an elder, how can you always shout and kill the younger ones?" Bai Lan's smiling voice sounded from behind Nan Xianzhi.
Nan Xianzhi turned around in shock: "You, how do you know I..."
"Bai Lan! It's you!! I will kill you!!!" Before Nan Xianzhi finished speaking, Nangong Yuan on the side exploded first.
"To deal with such disobedient youngsters, we should use more painful methods to make them remember their lesson."
After Bai Lan finished speaking, he simply grasped the wisp of Nangong Yuan's soul in his hand, and his roar instantly turned into wails. He squatted on the ground holding his head in pain and rolled around.
Nan Xianzhi stared blankly at Nangong Yuan, who was lying on the ground and had suddenly lost all his fighting ability, his expression dull for a moment.
It turned out that a wisp of Nangong Yuan's soul was taken away by Bai Lan. Why didn't you say so earlier? Then what was the half an incense stick of time she had just spent trying so hard to deal with the other party?
"When dealing with enemies who are determined to kill me, I usually only give them two choices: either die or hand over a wisp of their soul." Bai Lan looked at Nangong Yuan, who was twitching on the ground, expressionlessly: "Your life soul is in my hands now. If you still can't face the reality... I don't mind using the method that the Corpse Refining Ancestor used to deal with Young Master Nangong, and refine you into a corpse puppet for my use."
Nan Xianzhi swallowed and looked at Bai Lan: "Bai Lan, what have you learned during these days of training?"
"I was just joking. I was just trying to scare him. How could I be that kind of person?" Bai Lan smiled kindly and turned to look at Nangong Yuan, who was standing on the ground with a frightened expression. "Are you right? My good disciple?"
Bai Lan spoke lightly, but Nangong Yuan, who had just experienced inhuman pain, couldn't believe it at all.
Nangong Yuan, who was overwhelmed by great anger, finally came to his senses and remembered that he had given a part of his soul to Bai Lan in the corpse refining cave.
This treacherous and vicious woman had anticipated everything! She was even prepared for him to take revenge on her after he recovered his memory.
"Bai...Lan!!!" Nangong Yuan gritted his teeth, and before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the forehead by Bai Lan.
"How dare you, a junior, call the ancestor by his real name?"
Nangong Yuan: “…”
"Okay, nephew Nan, you sent a message saying Xue'er's grandfather came to Qingyuan Sect? I'll go see Ancestor Wangyou, as for him..." Bai Lan glanced at Nangong Yuan, who was lying on the ground with a gloomy expression: "If he is obedient, I don't mind having another disciple. If he still refuses to change his ways, I certainly don't mind having another puppet."
Nan Xianzhi was silent for a long time, then turned his head to look at Nangong Yuan: "Then... remember to return my 30,000 spirit stones to me."
"You! You guys! You are going too far!" Nangong Yuan got angry.
Bai Lan had already turned around and stepped on the green dragon and headed towards the direction of Qingyuan Sect. On the way, he also took out a copy of the heavenly-level magical power that had been recorded long ago, the Nine Palace Sword Art.
The love-brain that is bewitched by the child of destiny is not easy to cure. Bai Lan thinks she is a miracle doctor who can bring people back to life. No one in the world can cure Xueer except her.
Instead of being angry, Old Ancestor Wangyou should be happy that his granddaughter has finally forgotten about Long Aotian and is now focusing on cultivation.
And the facts were just as Bai Lan had guessed.
Upon hearing that his granddaughter had taken a small Jindan cultivator as her master, Wangyou's murderous intent was revealed.
Upon hearing that his granddaughter had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage less than half a year after becoming his disciple, he was no longer obsessed with Long Aotian, but instead began to practice sword diligently. After practicing day after day, the murderous intent in Ancestor Wangyou's eyes gradually turned into joy.
No one finds it more difficult than Old Ancestor Wangyou to understand what happened to Xue'er.
Xue'er used to be his well-behaved and sensible granddaughter. She was gifted and a genius who was expected to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.
But since some day, when Xue'er met the boy named Long Aotian, she no longer paid attention to cultivation.
She thinks about her brother Aotian all day long, giving away all the treasures in her body to others without asking for anything in return. Such behavior is really annoying.
Even his grandfather's personal dissuasion was of no use. Xue'er would rather commit suicide in front of him than forget Long Aotian.
At this point, Patriarch Wangyou was completely disheartened and only sent a Jindan cultivator to protect Xue'er closely, and then he ignored her no more.
After all, she is his granddaughter. He can’t really kill her, right?
But I didn't expect that after just letting Xue'er go for less than half a year, she would change so much!
Ancestor Wangyou, who was hiding behind a thick tree on Yuqing Peak, looked at Xue'er who was practicing sword diligently in the yard and was almost moved to tears of joy.
Hanxu, who followed Forget-Your-Sorrow Patriarch and hid behind another tree, looked at the sneaky Forget-Your-Sorrow Patriarch with a complicated expression: "You don't have to be so moved, right? She is just inheriting the sword technique. If you don't know, you might think your granddaughter has mastered some heavenly magical power..."
“Shut up!” Ancestor Wangyou glared at Hanxu, then looked at Xue’er in the courtyard again, and said with emotion: “Seeing Xue’er like this, I seem to see her when she was a child. At that time, she was still…”
Before Ancestor Wangyou finished speaking, a figure stepping on a green dragon suddenly appeared in the distant sky. Seeing that figure, Xue'er, who had been practicing sword diligently, actually stopped practicing and went straight to meet it.
"Is this the young Jindan who accepted Xue'er as his disciple?" The joy on Old Ancestor Wangyou's face faded a little. His eyes swept back and forth between Bai Lan, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Even he couldn't see through the spiritual consciousness of this young man, but it didn't look like he was taking over another person's body. Could it be that he was practicing some kind of spiritual consciousness technique?
Patriarch Hanxu nodded with a smile: "It's her. She is the champion of the previous five sects' competition. In five years, she has broken through from the Qi Refining Stage to the Core Forming Stage. She is an unparalleled genius. She is the head of Yuqing Peak of my Qingyuan Sect."
"I have already known these things. There is no need to repeat them again." Wangyou snorted coldly and looked at the master and disciple in the distance again.
Bai Lan knew that there were two old guys in the middle stage of Yuanying watching her from a distance, but she still pretended to know nothing. She smiled and touched Xue'er's head: "Not bad, I am very pleased to see Xue'er working so hard after coming back."
Xue'er nodded heavily: "Master, Xue'er has successfully broken through to the foundation-building stage! The Forget Love Art that Master taught Xue'er has also been cultivated to the first level."
"That's right, you should practice the Forget Love Technique for one cycle and let me take a closer look at the results of your practice." Bai Lan nodded with a smile.