Chapter 32: The Immortal Armor Gifted by the Chunyang Ancestor, Tang Chen's Letter

Tang Chen was quite moved by the words of Ancestor Chunyang.

For practitioners, spiritual practice is as great as heaven.

Ancestor Chunyang would rather lose his cultivation than protect Tang Chen.

You can see the concern.

"Master, I will definitely break the shackles of the immortal era and let you return to the realm of true immortals!" Tang Chen solemnly promised.

"Okay, I'll wait for that day!"

Ancestor Chunyang laughed, and did not forget to complain: "You are still good at talking, unlike your other senior brothers who only practice practice and are not even willing to sit down and drink tea with me."

"Although Xue Jian is sensible, his qualifications are really mediocre. I guess he will be the leader when he becomes a saint!"

…

Outside the Tianshan Gate of Xuanjian Cave.

Master Xue Jian sneezed again.

"What's wrong with Master today? He actually mentioned me repeatedly. Sure enough, even though Master only talks about my little junior brother every day, he still has a place for me in his heart. Master, Master, you are such a talkative person!"

Master Xuejian sighed repeatedly, feeling full of recognition in his heart.

…

"Senior Brother Blood Sword is really miserable, he was whipped repeatedly!"

Tang Chen mourned in his heart for Master Blood Sword.

Then, he asked in surprise: "How many senior brothers do I have?"

Ancestor Chunyang nodded: "To be specific, in addition to the Blood Sword, you have four senior brothers, all of whom are buried on the top of the Xuanjian Lingshan Mountain."

"They have all survived the catastrophe and successfully achieved sainthood. In order to allow them to practice with peace of mind, I removed them from their sect duties and eliminated all outside interference. Speaking of which, they haven't even met you yet."

Tang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and said hurriedly: "Next time, don't disturb the senior brothers' practice!"

Tang Chen could still remember the scene of Chunyang Patriarch uncovering his coffin.

Just imagine, there are several people who look like mummies in a row, opening the coffin board and greeting you at the same time.

And then I want to drink tea and chat with you!

This picture is so beautiful!

Tang Chen couldn't even think about it!

"Our Xuanjian Cave Heaven is like this, so will other sects also have immortals?" Tang Chen hurriedly changed the subject.

"It's hard to say!"

Ancestor Chunyang shrugged: "But even if there is, after more than three thousand years of consumption, it is estimated that the cultivation level has dropped a lot."

Tang Chen nodded slightly.

He just thought of Qiankun Cave.

When Master Taiyi tricked Tang Chen, Tang Chen kept looking for opportunities to trick him back.

Now that Tang Chen knows these secrets, it is necessary for Tang Chen to make some plans.

"If it doesn't work out, I'll find some time to buy the card. I'll get the rewards first, and then I'll figure out what to do later."

Tang Chen thought in his heart.

"The reason why I tell you this is to let you know more about the world of cultivation, so that you can be aware of it when you go out to practice."

Ancestor Chunyang said suddenly.

Of course he knew that Tang Chen wanted to go to the Kunlun Secret Treasure.

As a master, he strongly approves of this move.

Only by experiencing countless ups and downs can one attain the path of spiritual practice.

If you stay in Xuanjianling Mountain all the time, no matter how fast you practice, you will always encounter a bottleneck.

With that said, Ancestor Chunyang took out a piece of armor.

The entire body of the armor is silvery white, from the head to the legs, it is covered with sword-shaped scales. Each scale is covered with mysterious runes. If you get closer, you can hear the faint sound of sword chants. .

"This is the Immortal Armor of Ten Thousand Swords. It is a protective object that I have raised for my master all my life. Now, it belongs to you."

Ancestor Chunyang waved his hand, and the Immortal Armor of Ten Thousand Swords fell into Tang Chen's hands.

"Master, isn't this too expensive?" Tang Chen said in shock.

"When you go out to practice, one more thing for self-defense will eventually provide you with more protection. What's more, I have been staying in Xuanjian Cave, so this thing is not of much use to me."

Ancestor Chunyang said this with a hint of reluctance in his tone.

He had nurtured this set of Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor for more than four thousand years.

Almost like an old buddy.

If it weren't for Tang Chen, he would rather cut the meat than take it out.

"All immortals have spirituality. You awakened the sword heart in the first place, so you can easily conquer the Black Mysterious Immortal Sword. This set of immortal armor is not that easy to fool. You must work hard to conceive and raise it, and don't be careless in the slightest." Ancestor Chunyang warned.

After saying that, Ancestor Chunyang said again: "I have asked the Blood Sword to extract Qilin's blood, and I will send it to you when the time comes. I will also ask him to send the mustard seed bags of Ao Hongchen and Master Cangling. If you like anything, just take it.”

"Master Canling is relatively poor and doesn't have any holy weapons on his body. The two holy weapons of Ao Hongchen are pretty good. One glove and one inner armor. They will be of great help to you. Remember to take good care of yourself."

Ancestor Chunyang chattered endlessly, like an old father giving instructions to his children.

Tang Chen burst into tears as he listened.

Ancestor Chunyang was too kind to him.

In comparison, Master Xuejian is like a picked-up child!

etc……

Why did I whip my senior brother out to kill him?

Is this thing addictive?

Tang Chen hurriedly put this idea behind him and asked Ancestor Chunyang: "The Holy Blood Fang Gloves and Beiming Holy Armor are both sacred weapons after all. We put them in our pockets like this. Over there in the Wutu Ancient Kingdom No problem?"

"You killed all the people but didn't take anything. Does that make sense?" Ancestor Chunyang rolled his eyes at Tang Chen.

Tang Chen was suddenly startled.

This... seems to make sense!

"When I killed Ao Hongchen, not only because I wanted Qilin's blood, but also because he would hold a grudge against me and even wanted to kill me for revenge. Instead of leaving any harm behind, it would be better to kill him directly. Anyway, we have already formed a bridge. Yes, it’s not a little serious.”

"I only thought about avoiding future troubles, but I didn't think about collecting the loot..."

Tang Chen felt that he should prepare a notebook.

These are key pieces of knowledge that must be written down.

"The ancient Wutu Kingdom has become more and more arrogant in recent years, and has threatened to replace our position in the cave. This time they lost their wives and troops, which really made me feel sulky, but I have to think carefully about how to use the topic to make it better. They are even more embarrassed!"

Fights to the death between forces generally do not break out.

The most common ones are chatter.

Ancestor Chunyang has lived for more than four thousand years, so he naturally knows this well.

"Master, would you like me to give it a try?" Tang Chen volunteered.

"you?"

Ancestor Chunyang was stunned.

Then, he saw Tang Chen sit down, gently spread out the paper, put on the paperweight, grind the ink and pick up the pen.

At first, Ancestor Chunyang was still frowning.

How can you, a teenager, know the art of talking nonsense?

But the further down he looked, the more astonished Ancestor Chunyang looked.

When Tang Chen finished writing, he looked at the eloquent words and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Good disciple, do you still have such a talent?"

"Master, I'm serious, this is just Zu'an's traditional craft." Tang Chen said modestly.

Ancestor Chunyang was stunned again.

What kind of place is Zu'an? Why has he never heard of it?

In the end, he immediately asked someone to send the letter without asking.

"I wonder what the expressions on the faces of those brats from Wutu Ancient Country will be after reading this letter!"

Ancestor Chunyang was full of expectations.