The light rain falls, and the mountains are washed with green.

On the hillside, a group of deer were nibbling on the new leaves.

The forest is noisy, with countless creatures hiding in it, and hares and muntjacs are often seen jumping around.

Thousands of sounds are coming slowly, and the scene is full of vitality.

Suddenly, in the distant forest, countless birds flew away, the ground shook slightly, and animals ran away.

The male deer raised his head and looked around warily, and soon he hooted, urging the group who were still greedy for food to flee into the distance.

In a moment, a blood sedan flew through the air.

There is no one around the blood sedan, and it crosses out of thin air. It is engraved with hundreds of ghosts walking at night, with strings of skulls hanging from the four corners, human skin as a curtain, and an evil dragon as its back.

The pillars on the top of the sedan are divided into eight sides, and each side has a human face. Men, women, old and young are completely different. Their faces are lifelike, with blood and tears in their eyes.

In the gloomy wind, the ghostly atmosphere swept past.

In the sedan chair, Pei Ling held the Nine Soul Saber in one hand and focused on the blade.

This is his natal sword. He made it with his own hands and survived three tribulations together. The feeling of it is extremely cordial, just like the blending of blood.

To successfully build the foundation this time, it is crucial for the Nine Soul Sword to be cast.

Now that the Taoist foundation is innate, his personal cultivation has reached a higher level, and the powerful spiritual energy is also coming from the Nine Soul Sword, which echoes his breathing and breathing, and the energy and energy are integrated into one.

Looking at the gorgeous and ferocious natal sword in front of him, but constantly showing affection and admiration towards him, Pei Ling couldn't help but smile slightly and stretched out his hand to touch the blade...

"Ah...um...ah...Master...Master touched me...I, I'm going to melt...Master..." A charming voice suddenly sounded.

"The master is mine! No one can take the master away!!!" The next moment, it turned violent.

"Master, I want to drink blood, I want to slaughter, I want to kill!" Immediately afterwards, hysterical roars came out, "Where are the enemies of the master? Kill, kill, kill, kill..."

Pei Ling's face froze, and his life knife was schizophrenic. What should we do?

Different from the previous Yansheng Sword, the Nine Soul Sword is his natal sword. As a master, the resonance with the sword spirit is very important.

Just like the flying sword in the hands of a swordsman, one's wealth, life, and future are all tied to one sword.

Flying sword is like a sword cultivator's second life, sometimes even more important than blood relatives.

Pei Ling hasn't been making swords for a long time now, and there is a serious lack of communication with the Nine Soul Sword.

This won't work.

While he was returning to his sect, he had to cultivate the relationship between the two parties.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: "There are endless wild beasts in these mountains and fields, and there seem to be some little demons lurking among them. If you want to drink blood, I will take you to kill some."

Upon hearing that the master wanted to feed him blood, the Nine Soul Sword trembled slightly, as if he was extremely excited.

The violent voice suddenly said: "Master, I want to drink the blood of this fox!"

Immediately she turned into a coquettish, sweet coquettish voice, "Master, I will only drink half and leave the other half to you. The remaining fur can be peeled off and used as master's foot pads."

Then Daoling shouted hysterically, "Master, I can't bear it anymore! I want to cut off this fox's head right now!"

Hearing this, Yu Xuezhao quickly hid aside, as if she was worried that Pei Ling would really use his sacrificial knife.

Seeing that the Nine Soul Sword in his hand was ready to be tried, Pei Ling frowned and said in a deep voice: "No! Remember, in the future, as long as the people around me, including Yu Xuezhao, you are not allowed to act recklessly!"

The request was rejected by the master. Jiu Soul Sword suddenly seemed to have been greatly wronged. After a pause, he said aggrievedly: "Then, I can also slaughter the whole city..."

The violent voice suddenly became excited, "Yes! Master, let's go and massacre the city!"

The sword spirit instantly seemed to be in extreme pain, "I want to drink a lot of blood..."

Pei Ling shook his head and continued: "The second rule is, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, unless they are people who are my enemies!"

The Nine Soul Sword fell silent for a moment and stopped saying anything.

Seeing this, Pei Ling's eyes twitched. He wanted to cultivate a relationship with the Nine Soul Sword, but now it was self-defeating and had the opposite effect?

But these two conditions he mentioned must be followed by the other party!

After all, Pei Ling is not Han Sigu, and he cannot do the act of killing innocent creatures and raising natal artifacts.

During the period of Qi training, Pei Ling only subconsciously followed the three views he had developed in his previous life; but after building the foundation, he had a feeling that this concept, which is almost like "I will not offend others unless they offend me", is actually vaguely related to his Taoism.

Heart related!

His Taoist heart has never been the slaughter of the world that the master of the supervisory hall has high hopes for, but the longevity and freedom he expected after the Pei family in Luquan City came into contact with cultivation for the first time.

Moreover, no matter how important the sword spirit is, if you must obey the sword spirit in everything instead of other people's wishes, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?

In short, Pei Ling will never give in on these two points.

Just as he was thinking about how to teach the sword spirit, a gust of wind blew in.

The temperature in the Blood Puppet sedan suddenly dropped sharply, and black mist filled the air.

Pei Ling felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a slim figure had appeared on the seat not far from him. With her wide sleeves and sash, and a smoky skirt trailing to the floor, she looked like she was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, elegant and beautiful, with a double-snail bun.

Wrapped in a necklace, her figure is like a willow tree, and her dark eyes are like the night.

Yu Xuezhao had no reaction to it, but the Nine Soul Sword in Pei Ling's hand suddenly burst out with a ferocious aura!

"Miss Wuliu?" Pei Ling was slightly surprised. He immediately held down the blade to comfort the Nine Soul Sword, and then asked, "I wonder if Miss Jiaoni had an accident?"

The ghost maid who originally protected him secretly should be Jiao Ni.

But now, it was Wuliu who came to find him.

Wuliu's pale face could not hide her fatigue, and none of the faint blue butterflies that usually lingered beside her were missing.

At this moment, she no longer had the interest in teasing and intimidating Pei Ling as before, and said quietly: "Sister Jiao Ni is seriously injured and needs to sleep. The master sent me to protect you..."

Speaking of this, Wu Liu's face suddenly changed, and a hint of shock seemed to flash through his dark eyes!

"Have you already established a foundation?!" Wuliu sat up straight in an instant, stared at Pei Ling closely, and asked in shock.

After reacting, she quickly said in a cold voice, "Humanity, earth or heaven?!"

Pei Ling said: "The way of heaven is the basis of the curse of ghosts."

The way to build the foundation of heaven!

Wuliu looked at him steadily, feeling a huge wave in his heart.

How could the foundation building be successful so quickly?!

Calculating the time, it will take no more than two days for Pei Ling to rush to Luquan City! Can he complete the foundation construction of Heavenly Dao in two days?

Under normal circumstances, tunnel foundation building takes more than this amount of time.

The reason why she is so tired right now is because her master noticed that Su Zhenchuan had arranged a killing plan against Pei Ling in Luquan City, so she rushed on her way at all costs.

The original plan was that as long as Pei Ling could last for two to three days, she would arrive in time, save the other party, and help him complete the foundation of heaven!

As a result, in two days, not only did the other party not need to wait for her to come to save him, but he also built the cursed ghost foundation in advance?

...After calming down, Wuliu asked: "Have you met anyone who is chasing you?"
Chapter completed!