The Transcendent Immortal

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Seeing him constantly shaking his head, Mu Chengxue said lightly: "Give up, those ancient exercises have long been lost with the end of the times." She thought Xiao Chen just wanted to find those ancient exercises.

Xiao Chen did not speak, ancient exercises? Is n’t the Xuan Qing practice in your body the most profound mystic ancient practice? But I have tried countless times to practice, but it is useless, I can't feel any aura.

"Why are you able to cultivate into the Dandan Realm, but I can't feel a touch of aura?" He asked what he most wanted to know.

Mu Chengxue looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "I thought you were a person who knew the way of cultivation very well, but why did you ask such a simple, even funny question?"

Xiao Chen frowned: "Funny? I really don't know."

Mu Chengxue shook his head without speaking.

"Say, what's going on, I really don't know." Xiao Chen was anxious.

"That's it. Hold out your hand."

Xiao Chen pulled up her sleeves and stretched her hand out as she said.

Mu Chengxue put **** together and gave birth to a little white mang on his wrist. After a while, his eyebrows became deeper and deeper. He said, "You don't have a spirit vein in your body. How can you feel the spirit in this world?"

"Spirit Vein? What Spirit Vein?" Xiao Chen was puzzled. When he practiced at the Xuanqing Gate, he had never heard any Spirit Vein.

Mu Chengxue shook his head, thinking that he didn't understand anything, and said: "The spirit vein is the foundation of the person who cultivates immortals, but all practitioners must have at least one spirit vein before they can feel the spirit in this world. And those who have three, are extremely talented, those who have six, can be described as Phoenix Feather and Dragon Scale, those who have nine, are saints, and as for the twelve complete spiritual veins, who have never heard of it for thousands of years Have twelve complete spiritual veins. "

After listening to her for a long time, Xiao Chen finally asked the question he least wanted to ask: "You mean, I don't even have a spiritual vein, I can't practice at all?"

Mu Chengxue nodded: "Roughly."

Xiao Chen seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt on a sunny day. At that time, he had never heard of any spiritual veins. Everyone could practice. Those with poor qualifications could go to the Qi Refining Realm in ten or eight years. Those with better talents can go to Jiedan Realm, and even Yuanying Realm.

He feels a little powerless. Is it true that the heavens dominate all sentient beings? I shouldn't have been alive, all because I had escaped, so God is going to punish and torture me now?

He got up and wobbled out, and the things he always wanted to know were finally known, but the reality was so cruel. "You help me to break through, I can spend a layer of mystery to give you, within a month, enough for you to deal with any cultivator below the middle of the foundation." Mu Chengxue said in the back.

"No need ..." Xiao Chen said helplessly.

Mu Chengxue sighed, thought about it, and pondered: "How could he not even have a spirit vein? No! How did he just feel ... Did he ... Hey! You wait! Come back!"

She suddenly raised her head, a shocked look on her face, but Xiao Chen had disappeared without a trace.

Back at his wisteria pavilion, Xiao Chen punched a big banyan tree with leaves, and the leaves shattered.

"why!"

He screamed at the sky, and then punched the tree with one punch, smashing the bark until he was full of blood.

"Why! Master, where are you! Why did you want to save me, why did you let me live so painfully, tell me ..."

Wake up in a dream, thousands of years have passed away, this is actually the most painful thing in his heart, but no one told.

"Why do you want to leave me to live in this world alone, why can't I die even if you don't want to die, Master, you killed me ..."

He screamed weakly, clutching the trunk with both hands, his fingers were embedded in the bark, blood was flowing down the trunk, but it did n’t matter, the wound on his hand would surely heal within three days, and a trace of scar Can't see.

"Little ... Master! Not good!"

At this moment, there was an urgent voice outside, Xiao Chen turned around and saw a girl in a red shirt running in a panic, the girl named Xiao Ruo, his mother from a bully under the mountain many years ago The one she bought was nominally maid, but Xiao Chen treated her as a younger sister.

"Xiao Ruo don't worry, what's wrong?"

"Yifan Uncle ... Yifan Uncle He ..." Xiao Ruo choked angrily, unable to speak.

Xiao Chen pressed her shoulder: "Don't worry, what happened to my father?"

"Uncle Yifan quarreled with several elders in the hall. Seeing that he was about to start! Young Master, please go and persuade him. Uncle Yifan must not beat several elders!"

"what!"

Xiao Chen hurriedly ran out of the figure. The Xiao Family's Great Hall was built in the Feiyun Court. The name is Feiyun Temple. Before it reached the hall, he heard a fierce quarrel inside, and the outside of the hall had gathered After countless Xiao family disciples, they all pointed and pointed in it.

In the hall, Xiao Yifan and the elders were all scrambled, and only heard Xiao Yifan angry: "What's wrong with three more years! Ah? You can't wait to enter the coffin!" "Who doesn't know that your son is a waste It's useless for another ten years! "An elder in a red robe retorted angrily.

Another elder went on to say: "Xiao Yifan! Don't think you are the patriarch's son and you have no one in sight! You are now grown up and your wings are hard! But a few of us are also your elders! It is best to be polite!"

Xiao Yifan said angrily: "Where am I welcome? I will soon be able to reach the heavens again. What if I give some time!"

"Not not! Clan regulations clearly write in there! Make an exception today, and make an exception tomorrow! Are you a clan for Xiao Clan regulations?" Elder Hongpao said angrily.

"enough!"

At this moment, a cold drink came into the temple, but Xiao Chen walked in. The elder in the red robe saw him coming in, pointed at him, and said to Xiao Yifan: "Well! Your son is here now! You say he is fast It ’s a big deal, is n’t it? "

He said that with one hand, the palm of his hand was like a knife, he cut a fine sandalwood table to the corner, and handed it to Xiao Yifan: "You let him break this sandalwood now! I will give him another three years. ! "

Xiao Chen walked over, grabbed the sandalwood in his hand, and smashed it **** the ground, angrily said: "Enough! I Xiao Chen will not embarrass several elders! When this month passes the birthday of grandpa, I will go!"

Xiao Yifan looked at him and said, "Dust ..."

Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves coldly: "Father, you don't have to ask for them! What kind of abacus are they playing in your heart, do you still not understand?" They stared at each elder's face one by one, cold eyes , As if to freeze people.

Of course, these people can't wait for Xiao Chen to disappear, and Xiao Yifan has no successors, so his property will naturally be divided by them in the future.

Elder Hongpao said in a deep voice: "Xiao Chen, you don't learn and do nothing yourself, you can only play the piano and paint, and dance and ink, but now you are complaining that others are coming? Are you thinking about repairing immortals all day long? Want to repair immortals! "Said Yi Fu's sleeves.

At this time, many other disciples of the Xiao family also gathered around the gate of the temple to see the excitement. In the distance, a young man came to this side surrounded by countless young girls. It was Xiao Yuan, who folded his hands around his chest and sneered coldly: "Qin Qishu is proficient in drawing and painting. What do I have to do with my Xiao family? Passed on, others thought that my Xiao family had changed to sell calligraphy and painting."

As soon as he said this, he laughed all around, and Xiao Yifan's face became more and more ugly, but helpless Xiao Yuan was the son of his elder brother and a genius of the Xiao family, and he could not reprimand anything.

At this moment, there was a cold female voice outside: "The purpose has been achieved, and why should the wound be exported again."

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.