Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 41

[Chapter 41 Purple Fire Heart Emperor]

“exactly.”

Shen Zhenyi spoke casually.

Su Fangzhai hesitated for a moment, but soon nodded vigorously, “Okay, Lord Shen, as long as you teach me Zifeng and Luan Zhenyan. The secret inheritance of this sect will be taken by you!”

If there is no Zifeng and Luan Mantra, it is almost impossible to cultivate the Purple Fire Heart Emperor. The blazing sun’s true fire wanders through the body, burning the limbs, torso and brain, even if the martial artist relies on pure skill to suppress it, But the heat poison inside cannot evaporate.

Especially after reaching a high level of skill, the real fire of the sun that rotates in the body every day will be even more blazing, and the body can’t support it at all.

Su Fangzhai is determined and determined, and wants to accomplish the great things that his ancestors failed to accomplish, but due to the limitations of his own body, he can’t elevate Zihuo Xinhuang to a higher realm anyway, which is to elevate the realm of martial arts to the fourth realm of real people. Can’t do it.

Although it is only one level away, after entering the realm of real martial arts, each level is a big threshold.

As long as there is the mantra of Zifeng returning to Luan, Su Fangzhai believes that in the short term, she will be able to make herself further, and the status of Ziyanzong will not be the same as before – in this way, she is bound to obtain this mantra.

This is the treasure that the Sect Master of the Ziyan Sect has always wanted to retrieve!

Not to mention the Purple Fire Heart Emperor, even if Shen Zhenyi wanted half of the Purple Flame Sect, Su Fangzhai would exchange it without hesitation!

“metropolitan!”

Bei Wuqi still didn’t know why, and shouted loudly: “Don’t be fooled by this kid, he must be a liar!”

Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly, and chanted: “Purple fire flows like a perch on its branches, and the vines can’t be turned into three points.”

This is the mantra of Zifeng Huanluan, the two incomplete sentences of Ziyanzong, Su Fangzhai knew it was true when he heard it, trembling all over, seeing that Bei Wuqi was still disturbed, he couldn’t bear to turn around and gave her a slap in the face .

“Junior Sister Bei, shut up!”

This is a major event related to himself and the future of Ziyan Sect. How can this stupid and troublesome junior sister be disturbed?

If you offend the other party and refuse to return Zifeng’s return to Luan’s mantra, where can Su Fangzhai be found?

Sufangzhai has a soft-natured temper, and although he is the suzerain, he has always tolerated the arrogant and domineering Bei Wuqi. Bei Wuqi is irritable and often misbehaves in the sect. Where has he suffered such a loss? He can’t believe his swollen half face, full of resentment.

All the disciples were silent, and today they saw the prestige of the sect master.

“It turns out that the sovereign is also angry.”

“This lord came to discuss important matters, the deputy sect master is not sure why, he has to drive and capture it, so it makes the sect master unhappy, right?”

“What is Zifeng Huanluan’s mantra? It seems to be a long-lost treasure of our Ziyan Sect?”

The disciples whispered into Bei Wuqi’s ears, making her even more embarrassed and angry.

Su Fangzhai also ignored her, only staring at Shen Zhenyi and begging: “Zifeng’s return to Luan’s mantra is a secret from this sect, and it has been lost for a long time. I have to give it back to Lord Shen, and Zihuo Xinhuang will not accept it. What is it, I will order someone to fetch it, if there is anything in Guizhuang in the future, just say hello, and Ziyanzong will definitely help.”

She is a sincere person, Shen Zhenyi only said that she wants to change the Zihuo Xinhuang, but she knows that the value of Zifeng Huanluan Zhenyan to Ziyanzong is far more valuable than this secret method.

“No need.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t intend to take advantage of it, not to mention that Zi Yanzong had two or three kittens of his own, and the good and the bad were mixed. What was the matter, how could he be of any help?

He took out a booklet from his arms and threw it gently to Su Fangzhai, “Here are the twenty-four Zifeng Huanluan mantras that I recorded by hand, and the sect master can verify that it is correct.”

Chu Huoluo was stunned, why did Master suddenly become stupid? What if people don’t recognize it?

However, Su Fangzhai was like a treasure, she picked up the booklet, flipped it a little, and held it in her hand, grateful.

He shouted: “Elder Chuan Gong, bring a flame heart from the Purple Fire Heart Emperor!”

The elder Chuan Gong was stunned for a moment, and reminded in a low voice: “Purple Fire Heart Emperor Yan Xin is the foundation of this sect. Except for the initiation and cultivation of the sect master, it is usually not used by ordinary disciples…”

“Go get it.”

Although Su Fangzhai’s voice was soft, his tone was firm.

The elder Chuan Gong was helpless, glanced at Shen Zhenyi, turned and retreated, and after a while, he took a deep purple flame, held it in his palm, and brought it to Sufangzhai reluctantly.

Su Fangzhai held this flame heart, walked to Shen Zhenyi, and said sincerely: “Master Shen handing over Zifeng and returning the mantra may be just a trivial matter to the Lord, but to my Ziyan Sect, it is a trivial matter. It is a major event related to thousands of generations. This sect has no repayment, so I present a purple fire heart, and this kind of virtue is unforgettable.”

Shen Zhenyi nodded in approval, stretched out his hand, and took the flame heart of the Purple Fire Heart Emperor.

“If so, it would be disrespectful.”

He originally only wanted to take a leaf of the Purple Fire Heart Emperor to pass on to Grandma Chihuo. After Grandma Chihuo realized the martial arts of the real world on her own, she could teach the original disciples of Lieyang Mansion.

Now that he has obtained the Purple Fire Heart Emperor Flame Heart, the inheritance of the Purple Flame Sect is more complete and can be used repeatedly.

Before this flame heart is exhausted, it is enough to train several real-life martial arts masters for Abandoned Sword Villa, and this time Zi Yanzong also made a lot of money. This Sufangzhai is weak in appearance, decisive in his actions, and has the style of his ancestors. In the future, Ziyanzong will have a chance to rise.

But that has nothing to do with him.

Shen Zhenyi achieved his goal in the Ziyan Sect. After obtaining the Emperor Zihuo, he did not want to stay any longer, so he immediately bid farewell.

However, Su Fangzhai got the Zifeng Huanluan Mantra, and was eager to understand and practice, so she did not hold back, and diligently sent Shen Zhenyi to the bottom of the mountain, and returned to Yunyingya to retreat.

Only Bei Wuqi was greatly humiliated in front of his disciples and returned to the quiet room in a sullen mood. Qiu Zhenjun was still sitting at the wine table with hatred on his face, with wound medicine wrapped in his hands, and from time to time he would grin and groan in pain. Seeing her coming back, he hurriedly asked, “Did that kid catch him? I want to smash his body into ten thousand pieces!”

“Where can I catch him?”

Speaking of this person, Bei Wuqi got angry and said angrily: “The sect master actually treated him as a guest and beat me indiscriminately! If I don’t get angry, I swear I won’t be a human being!”

Qiu Zhenjun was furious, “I was a guest in your Ziyan Sect, and I was injured. Not only did your sect master not vent his anger for me, but he also got along with others. Is this not giving us the face of the Moon Cave?”

Now the Ziyan Sect is weak, and has almost become a vassal of Baiyue Cave.

As the young master of the Moon Worship Cave, he only came here for fun, but he didn’t expect to suffer such a big loss, how could he be willing to let it go?

In fact, Bei Wuqi didn’t have time to talk to Su Fangzhai about Qiu Zhenjun’s injury at all. At this moment, she was annoyed, and she simply added fuel to the jealousy: “Exactly! The sect master doesn’t know what kind of ecstasy soup has been poured into it, but he treated that kid with courtesy! If Ling Zun knew about this, he would definitely be furious and implicate our Ziyan Sect!”

“Exactly!” Qiu Zhenjun slapped the table angrily, gritted his teeth in pain, and shouted angrily, “I have to go back and tell my father that I must smash that kid to ashes so that the hatred in my heart can be dispelled! Wuqi, you Don’t worry, this matter has nothing to do with you, I will naturally let my father and Sect Master Su care about it!”

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he shouted, turned and left.

Bei Wuqi sneered, the resentment in his eyes was so strong that he couldn’t let it go, and he thought he had a plan.