"I can see that you're also a sentimental person," Cui Ziwen said with a smile.
Ye Fan smiled.
"However," Cui Ziwen changed the topic, "that day at the wedding banquet, I saw that although your cultivation had skyrocketed, the evil aura leaked out. You must learn to control your emotions and not let the evil aura in your body control your mind. Once you're controlled by it, with your current cultivation, you'll definitely cause great suffering."
When Ye Fan heard this, he was shocked. The other him in his body, Golden Silkworm Granny, had told him about this. Now that Cui Ziwen mentioned it again, it seemed like he really had to pay attention. However, that was then and this was now. Now that his beloved wife had recovered, there was nothing that could make him go crazy.
"Senior, you're right. I'll remember it." Ye Fan said.
"Mm." Cui Ziwen nodded and said, "I still have matters to attend to in the sect, so I'll take my leave first. You should quickly go back and accompany your wife."
"Mm," Ye Fan replied, "Senior, take care. I'll definitely pay you a visit to thank you another day." After he finished speaking, he nodded and bade farewell to Succubus.
Cui Ziwen nodded and smiled, then turned and walked to Succubus's side. He waved his long sleeves, and clouds suddenly appeared under their feet as they slowly rose up.
Ye Fan cupped his hands and watched the two of them fly into the clouds. Succubus, who was on the clouds, looked back at Ye Fan several times with a complicated expression.
After sending the two of them off, Ye Fan activated his spiritual power and used his movement technique to rush into the clouds and hurry back. What he wanted to do the most now was to go back and see his beloved wife …
Along the way, Ye Fan madly channeled his spiritual power and arrived above Pear Blossom Palace in the time it took to burn a stick of incense.
Before he landed on the ground, he saw the little Daoist boy waiting at the door from afar. He was resting his chin on his hands and sitting on a huge rock by the door. There was a blade of grass in his mouth and he looked bored.
"Why are you outside?" Ye Fan said as he slowly withdrew his spiritual energy and landed in front of the Little Taoist Boy.
"You're finally back," the Little Taoist Boy immediately stood up when he saw Ye Fan. He patted the dirt off his butt and complained, "I just asked you to send someone back. Why did you take so long? My butt hurts from sitting there. "
"Don't you know how to calculate?" Ye Fan squatted down and asked the Little Taoist Boy with a smile, "Why? Can't you calculate?"
"Tsk!" The Little Taoist Boy said with a look of disdain, "This Immortal Child is afraid of scaring you if I tell you."
"Oh? Hehe, "Ye Fan said with a smile," Then tell me, why was I gone for so long? "
"Do you even need to ask? You ran into trouble, of course," the Little Taoist Boy said with disdain.
Ye Fan was shocked.
"Then tell me, what kind of trouble did I run into?" Ye Fan asked the Little Taoist Boy.
"Sigh, it's embarrassing to say it," the Little Taoist Boy said to Ye Fan while rolling his eyes, "I'm a seven feet tall man, but I actually kneeled down to that kind of person and was even beaten and kicked by him. I'm embarrassed to say it."
Ye Fan was completely convinced by the Little Taoist Boy. This little guy was too amazing!
"What else do you know?" Ye Fan asked the Little Taoist Boy.
"Then a big figure came, right?" The Little Taoist Boy said to Ye Fan proudly, "The Head Teacher of the Cuiming Hall, Cui Ziwen. Am I wrong? "
"Since you already knew that Succubus would face this tribulation in advance, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Ye Fan frowned and asked the Little Taoist Boy. If he knew in advance, Chi Yao wouldn't have succeeded, and Succubus wouldn't have lost her spiritual power for nothing.
"This … I …" The Little Taoist Boy saw that Ye Fan was a little angry, so he hurriedly explained, "Aiya, I … I can't say. This is a heavenly secret. If I say it, I will be punished by the heavens."
Ye Fan didn't say a word after hearing this. He just looked straight at the Little Taoist Boy.
"I'm telling the truth," the Little Taoist Boy said anxiously, "Why would I lie to you?" Seeing that Ye Fan still didn't say anything, he immediately raised his hand to the sky, "I, Ming Yue, swear to the ancestors of the Three Pure Ones that every word I said is true. If there is even half a lie, the heavens … may destroy me!"
"You really didn't lie to me?" Ye Fan looked sideways at the Little Taoist Boy and asked.
"I already swore, why don't you believe me!" The Little Taoist Boy complained.
"Okay, I believe you," Ye Fan said as he stood up, "Then let me ask you, how much do you know about me?"
"This …" The Little Taoist Boy smiled awkwardly, "I know a general idea."
"What do you mean by that?" Ye Fan asked the Little Taoist Boy, "What do you mean by a general idea?"
"Let me put it this way. I can divine those whose cultivation is lower than mine," the Little Taoist Boy explained, "But I can't say for those whose cultivation is higher than mine. The last time you came to the Purple Sun Temple to find Master, I secretly divined about you. That's how I know most of your matters. "
"Most of your matters?" Ye Fan asked, "You mean, there are still things about me that you don't know?"
"Of course," the Little Taoist Boy said, "Not to mention me, even Master doesn't know some of your matters."
"Oh?" Ye Fan asked doubtfully, "Your divination is so powerful, your Master Qing Chenzi should be omniscient."
"Omniscient?" The Little Taoist Boy smiled bitterly, "It's easy to say. It depends on how high the other person's cultivation is. Let's not talk about others, just look at the expert who passed on the Xuantian Secrets to you. Master doesn't know who he is. Even he can't divine it, let alone me. "
Brother Kim? Brother Kim again! The Little Taoist Boy said the same thing as Kuang Hua said. Who exactly is this Brother Kim? Ye Fan was getting more and more curious.
"How detailed can your divination be?" Ye Fan asked the Little Taoist Boy, "Hearing what you said just now, it's like seeing it with my own eyes."
"Sigh, I'm ashamed to say this," the Little Taoist Boy shook his head and sighed, "Your current cultivation is not the same as before, so I can only divine you roughly. But what happened just now was indeed what I saw with my own eyes."
"Saw with your own eyes? The more Ye Fan listened, the more confused he became, "What's going on?"
"If I can't divine you, don't you think I can't divine Succubus?" The Little Taoist Boy smiled, "After shaking the soul of your Dongying wife, I found that there was a black gas around her bier. Although it was difficult, it was not life-threatening. Later, when you went to send her off, I was a little worried, so I secretly followed you all the way with my Yang Spirit. That's how I found out about you. As for how detailed my divination can be, it's hard to say. It varies from person to person."
"I see." Ye Fan finally understood.
"Now you believe me." The Little Taoist Boy smiled.
Ye Fan smiled, "I believe you."
"Hehe," the Little Taoist Boy smiled, "Then when will you fulfill your promise?"
"Promise?" Ye Fan was stunned, "What promise?"
"Hey, you have a good memory," the Little Taoist Boy slapped his thigh, "Didn't you say that you would let your old man forge a sword for me? Why? Did you forget so quickly? "
"Oh …" Ye Fan slapped his forehead, "You're talking about this? No problem, leave it to me. I'll tell my boss in a while. By the way, where are the others? Where's Chiko? "
"Granny took them to see the scenery of the Hmong Village. Your Dongying wife also followed. Now I'm the only one waiting for you here. What do you think? Is that enough?" The Little Taoist Boy tilted his head and smiled.
Ye Fan smiled and sat down on the stone. Since they were going out to play, he would wait for them here.
"Hey," the Little Taoist Boy moved his head closer to Ye Fan, looking excited, "How long does it take to forge a good sword? When can I get my hands on it? "
"That's hard to say. It depends on what you want." Ye Fan looked at the Little Taoist Boy's greedy face and could not help but laugh, "If it's an ordinary sword, it can be done in two hours."
"What if it's a better one?" the Little Taoist Boy asked anxiously.
"A better one will take longer. What kind of sword do you want?" Ye Fan said as he reached out and drank a handful of water from the pool beside him. The spring water was sweet and refreshing, very thirst-quenching.
"I don't want much," the Little Taoist Boy said, "I just want something similar to my master's dragon spine."
Pfft … Ye Fan spat out the spring water he had just drunk.
"What's wrong with you? Is it so hard to drink water?" the Little Taoist Boy said as he patted Ye Fan's back.
Cough, "Ye Fan coughed and said," Dragon … Dragon spine? "
"Yes, dragon spine," the Little Taoist Boy said as if nothing had happened.
"You're not joking, are you?" Ye Fan said to the Little Taoist Boy in disbelief. He had loved swords and sabers since he was young, especially swords. He was familiar with all the famous divine weapons in the world. The dragon spine of Ziyang Temple's Qing Chenzi was one of them. It was one of the Four Unique Daoists, along with Maoshan's Thunder Wood Sword, Longhu Mountain's Taoist Seal, and Quanzhen Sect's Demon Suppression Token. This dragon spine was said to be made of meteoric iron. The person who made the sword was none other than Ye Bing, the head of the Ye Clan five hundred years ago. The sword was three feet and six inches long, taking the number of days in the sky. On the hilt of the sword, there was a coiled azure dragon with its head held high and its eyes lowered. The whole sword was azure in color and shone brightly. What was even more amazing was that there was a faint pattern of scales on the spine of the sword, like half of a dragon's spine. That was how the name of the sword came about. Back then, the head of Ziyang Temple, Immortal Bai Yun, ordered this sword from the Ye Clan. Ye Bing, then the head of the Ye Clan, used a year to forge the sword according to Immortal Bai Yun's blueprint. On the day the sword was forged, a white rainbow pierced the sun and three red-crowned cranes circled around the sword furnace.
After Immortal Bai Yun obtained the sword, he wiped it with secret spell water every day and used Daoist techniques to refine the sword. The Dragon Spine was originally a divine weapon. Coupled with the daily cleansing of scriptures and the refinement of secret techniques, it truly became a spiritual sword that could drive away evil spirits.
Since then, the Dragon Spine became the treasure of Ziyang Temple and was passed down from generation to generation. After each generation of temple heads obtained the sword, they would use secret techniques to refine it. Qing Chenzi's generation was already the ninth generation. After being refined by the ninth generation temple head, the power of the Dragon Spine could be imagined.
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