Cheng Yu couldn't help but frown and murmured.

Hearing Cheng Yuren's words, Zhu Qingyi's pretty face turned pale.

After all, spiritual roots are a necessity for cultivating immortals. If you don’t even have spiritual roots, how can you talk about cultivating immortals?

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

Xiaolian stood aside, looked at Zhu Qingyi's changing face, and couldn't help but tilt her head and asked curiously.

"Oh! Nothing."

Cheng Yuren also reacted at this time, shook his head and said.

"Then why didn't you teach my disciple Qingyi's martial arts?" Xiaolian asked in confusion.

"oh!"

Cheng Yuren nodded, then looked at Zhu Qingyi and said, "You don't have spiritual roots, so the method of cultivating immortals is not suitable for you. Let's do this, I will teach you a sword technique."

At this time, Zhu Qingyi raised his head and asked with a pleading question on his pretty face: "Qingyi wants to learn the method of cultivating immortals. Can't he be able to cultivate immortals without spiritual roots?"

Cheng Yuren glanced at Zhu Qingyi with a slant, and said with a hum, "The great way is vast, and you can practice just by wanting to practice. Those with spiritual roots still have little hope, let alone those without spiritual roots."

"I hope Mr. Cheng will be successful. Qingyi only wants to cultivate immortality." Zhu Qingyi knelt down suddenly and begged.

Looking at Zhu Qingyi who was kneeling down, Cheng Yuren's face was calm. After a long time, he said calmly: "Do you think I have that ability?"

Zhu Qingyi looked gloomy when he heard this.

"Brother Cheng, is there really nothing I can do?" Xiao Lian, who was standing beside him, also asked at this time.

"have."

Cheng Yuren whispered.

"What method?" Zhu Qingyi said excitedly. Since childhood, Zhu Qingyi has had a dream of cultivating immortals, but because of spiritual roots, he was unable to cultivate immortals. Zhu Qingyi could only be sad. But now he suddenly heard that there was a way to change this situation, Zhu Qingyi was very happy.

"The great way is fifty, the sky is four nine, and there will naturally be a glimmer of vitality in the dark. Those without spiritual roots should have no chance of the great way for the rest of their lives, but there is something in the world called: the fruit of Chaohua and autumn fruit. This fruit is eaten by those with spiritual roots. However, those without spiritual roots can eat it, but those without spiritual roots can reverse the universe and create spiritual roots." Cheng Yuren said in a low voice. This was a fruit tree that Cheng Yuren and others accidentally broke into an ancient cultivation cave in the past life and saw. The companions told him at that time that he was very surprised at that time, so he was deeply impressed by it.

"Where can I get the fruits of the morning autumn fruit? I am willing to spend ten thousand gold to buy them." Zhu Qingyi said excitedly.

"Do you think this kind of thing can be purchased by ordinary things?" Cheng Yu couldn't help but sneer.

"How can I get it?"

Zhu Qingyi asked a little sadly.

"At least I don't have the ability to get in touch with that kind of thing now." Cheng Yuren said calmly.

Zhu Qingyi couldn't help but lower his head.

"Okay, now I will teach you a sword technique. This sword is not like a sword in the world. If you practice it to the extreme, it has great power. This sword is called "Yi Jian Xilai""

Zhu Qingyi also put away the depression in his heart and began to listen carefully.

Xiaolian sat next to her, and after a while, she started to doze and her little head was bit by bit.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yuren couldn't help but smile bitterly. He seemed to be explaining to Zhu Qingyi just now, but he still focused more on Xiaolian. As long as Xiaolian likes it, of course it is very detailed. Xiaolian doesn't like it, so naturally he just briefly explained it, but he never thought that after teaching for a while, Xiaolian was already sleepy.

Xiaolian was dozing off when she heard it, but Zhu Qingyi's eyes became brighter and brighter as she heard it. When Cheng Yu refused to say it, Zhu Qingyi still showed a look of unfulfilled desire.

"This sword should not be like a sword in the world. If you can really use this kind of sword technique, you are probably the sword god of the world. I really want to see the style of the person who founded this sword." Zhu Qingyi said with emotion.

"You will never see you." Cheng Yuren said lightly.

"Why?"

Zhu Qingyi asked in confusion.

"The person who created this sword is dead. No matter how powerful the other party is in the sword, he cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Cheng Yuren said lightly.

"I haven't spyed on the road, but I'll just be a piece of loess." Cheng Yuren looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.

In the last life, I only practiced to the realm of bright light, and my life span was only 1,500 years, and it was still so far away from the realm of immortality.

When Zhu Qingyi heard Cheng Yuren's words, he also looked shocked. When he opened his mouth and wanted to ask Cheng Yuren, there was a noise outside.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Yuren couldn't help but look out, frowning.

"Mr. Cheng, Master Xiaolian is waiting for a moment. Qingyi goes out to see what's going on." Zhu Qingyi was also secretly angry that his servants were ignorant of politeness, and he actually came over to bother him at this time.

Cheng Yuren didn't say anything, just sat there quietly. Instead, Xiaolian seemed to wake up from her sleep just now, and hurriedly said, "Ah! Qingyi, go out and have a look, and you'll be back later. The master has something to say to you."

Zhu Qingyi nodded and immediately walked out of the room.

As soon as he left the room, Zhu Qingyi saw that his father had arranged here, protecting Cheng Yuren from being bothered, and had already pulled out the weapons in his hand and confronted a group of people who were coming over with great momentum.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qingyi frowned and couldn't help but scold him.

As soon as he saw Zhu Qingyi appear, some of the group of people coming in a fierce manner immediately flashed. Obviously, he didn't expect that Zhu Qingyi, the daughter of the city lord, would appear at Cheng Yuren.

"Miss Qi Bian, as soon as these people came over, they said that the city lord was assassinated by Mr. Cheng and wanted to arrest Mr. Cheng for guilt." A guard came to Zhu Qingyi and said in a panic, because he didn't know the truth or falsehood of this matter.

"What?"

Zhu Qingyi was also stunned. Just now, Cheng Yuren had been giving him the "Sword Comes to the West" sword technique and had never left. How could he kill his father?

"Wait, my father was assassinated and died." This thought suddenly appeared in Zhu Qingyi's mind, and his face was filled with shock.

"You said that my father was assassinated and died?" Zhu Qingyi said with a pale face.

"Yes, Miss." The guard replied involuntarily.

"This is impossible. How could my father be assassinated? How could my father be killed? Let me tell you, my father has always been protected by two masters from the third level of the mortal world. Who can assassinate my father?" Zhu Qingyi roared.

"The corpses of the city lord and his two guards are still in the living room, and the one who killed others is Cheng Yuren." The fierce group of people who were stopped by the guards shouted loudly at this time.

For a moment, the sound was like thunder and vibrated endlessly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!