Deliveryman of the Heaven

A golden figure burst through the door. Dressed in a golden long robe with a golden crown on his head, he looked like an imposing old emperor. He was the from the Luo Shui Sect! Even though it was just the appearance of the Primordial Spirit and his figure was a bit blurry, there seemed to be an astonishing red light behind him, giving people a feeling of pressure from being at the peak of a mountain!    

    

Weiqing's gaze grew cold as he took in a deep breath. This Luo Qianren definitely knew a method to refine blood, the Force of Qi and Blood on his body had verified the words "Qi and blood dragon" in the《 Emperor Scripture! Previously, Weiqing was wondering why the Sect Leader of the Luo Shui Sect had the strength of someone at the peak of the Body Refinement Realm, and was much stronger than many people.    

    

So it turned out that Luo Qianren had obtained a blood refining technique!    

    

"You are that Weiqing?" Luo Qianren bellowed, his killing intent was obvious!    

    

Weiqing clenched his teeth: That's right, I am Weiqing!    

    

Luo Qianren snorted: "Injured my son, destroyed my Heart Protecting Mirror, then you can die!" Luo Qianren simply did not have the time to discuss the conflict of emotions between him and Weiqing. With a wave of his long sleeve, a shocking ray of rainbow shot out from within, transforming into a golden dragon that engulfed Weiqing!    

    

Waving his sleeve, his blood turned into a golden dragon, a Efferent Phase expert was truly terrifying!    

    

"Old man Luoshui, you truly have no sense of shame. To attack a junior, do you not know shame?" An afterimage rushed in from outside and instantly appeared in front of Weiqing. He struck out with his palm, instantly ripping the golden dragon apart.    

    

The two exchanged a palm strike in the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint!    

    

"Pu ci!"    

    

What surprised Weiqing was that Zuo Ci actually spat out a mouthful of blood as he glared at him. "Old man Luoshui, you're cheating!"    

    

"Hahaha, old fool Zuo Ci! You are underestimating my, Luo Qianren! Do you think I'm still at the peak of the Efferent Phase three years ago? "Hehe, although I haven't become a Divine Clone yet, one of my feet has already touched the threshold of Divine Clone. Do you think that the one standing in front of you is my Divine Clone? Hehe, it is already half a body!"    

    

Luo Qianren chuckled: "You used to mock me and pamper your own son! From the looks of it, didn't you also spoil your precious disciple? With your perception, if you were to observe a little, you should not have been harmed by me, right! "    

    

Zuo Ci's body slightly trembled, he immediately walked over and shouted: "You're too despicable!"    

    

"Despicable! What right do you have to be despicable to me! I will kill you without even using my fingers. Only when you have the strength to compete with me will you have the qualifications to shout the word 'despicable'! " Luo Qianren looked at Zuo Ci, shook his head, and said: "If you want to hate, don't hate me! If you want to hate someone, then hate yourself! In the past, if it wasn't for the righteousness in your head, and if you weren't so desperate, you wouldn't have injured the Primordial Spirit.    

    

Zuo Ci, with a rare anger, roared: "Have you said enough?"    

    

"Wake up, do you think this is still fifteen years ago? Shout in front of me! In the past, I had advised you to take it easy in the battle of the Four Children, and not to ruin yourself because of your so-called Xichuan City, but not only did you not listen, you even gave me a slap in the face! Back then, I couldn't beat you, so I endured it! Right now, you are no longer my match. If I say a few words to you, you won't be able to take it anymore? " Coldness and mockery came out of Luo Qianren's mouth, and Zuo Ci was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood!    

    

Weiqing said angrily: "Old thing, don't be complacent, in the future, I will definitely make you lower your head and admit your wrongs in front of my Master!"    

    

"Hahaha ~ ~ ~, good!" Good! Good! Old man Zuo Ci, after so many years of picking disciples, you finally found a good seedling! I look at you, my precious disciple, and I'm envious of you. I haven't seen any other abilities, but you're quite ambitious! "Hehe, kid, how many years have you told me to wait for you? Is a hundred years enough?"    

    

Luo Qianren laughed in an exaggerated manner, to the point that the crown on his head almost fell off.    

    

Weiqing straightened his back and sneered: "Fifteen years ago, you couldn't even raise your head in front of my Master! "From today onwards, in fifteen years, I will definitely make you lose your head!"    

    

Luo Qianren gave a thumbs up and laughed: "Your courage deserves praise! What a good boy! I will wait for you for fifteen years! " He laughed heartily as he walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he turned around and said with a smile, "But what if your wish is not fulfilled?"    

    

Weiqing said word by word, "If you're not dead, then I'm dead!"    

    

"Good!" I really like you more and more! Good boy! I'll wait for you for fifteen years! But I hope that the old brat Zuo Ci can endure through these fifteen years, if not no one will be able to retrieve your corpse! Hahaha ~ ~ ~ "Luo Qianren laughed out loud and left. Zuo Ci wanted to say something but ended up vomiting another mouthful of blood!    

    

It was clear that Luo Qianren had made his move before Zuo Ci had arrived, killing him was just a pretense!    

    

His final goal was to numb Zuo Ci, and defeat his old opponent, Zuo Ci, so that he would no longer have the ability to turn the situation around!    

    

Just like what Luo Qianren said, Zuo Ci was too concerned about his disciple! Otherwise, with Zuo Ci's observation skills, he would not be so easily taken advantage of by Luo Qianren! When he thought about it, Weiqing could not help but feel a pain in his nose, and his eyes became a little red as he helped Zuo Ci enter the room!    

    

"How is it, is my Master alright?" In the room, Yang Erlang took Zuo Ci's pulse, and immediately asked.    

    

Yang Erlang shook his head: "Old wounds add new words, his Primordial Spirit's injury is too severe, he won't be able to save it."    

    

Weiqing shouted angrily: "What do you mean by can't be saved?"    

    

Yang Erlang sighed: "The reason why a monk's lifespan is longer than an ordinary person's is because during the process of cultivation, the soul will become stronger and stronger. If the soul does not perish, the physical body will not die. When we reach the Nascent Infant Stage, we can begin to cultivate the soul, which is the Primordial Spirit that you all are talking about. Fifteen years ago, his Primordial Spirit was damaged, cutting off the possibility for him to advance. And now, no matter how damaged the Primordial Spirit was, his remaining lifespan would also be greatly reduced. "In my opinion, he should still be able to live for around 20 more years. Furthermore …"    

    

Weiqing asked with a pale face. "Tell me quickly!"    

    

Yang Erlang said indifferently: "The damage to the Primordial Spirit is too severe, harming three souls and six souls. Even if he can live past the next twenty years, he will suffer greatly!"    

    

"Damn it!" "Damn it!" Weiqing slapped himself hard. If he had not provoked Luo Tianci, all of this would not have happened. Looking at the pale-faced Zuo Ci lying on the bedside, Weiqing shook his head, went close to Yang Erlang's ear and gritted his teeth, "Do the Heaven Realms not have immortal pills to restore the Primordial Spirit?"    

    

Yang Erlang shook his head bitterly.    

    

"Through cultivation and hard work, a monk can unleash the potential of their body, or they can configure the appropriate Pills according to the needs of their body. However, no one knew what a soul was, nor did they know what a soul needed! I heard that in the Buddhist Sacred Grounds, there is a type of buddhist mantra that can be used to repair Primordial Spirit s. However, not to mention you and me, even the great buddhas in the Ling Shan may not have the qualifications to practice this mantra! "    

    

Weiqing let out a long sigh, and clenched his fists tightly. No matter what, he had to think of a way to let Zuo Ci recover his Primordial Spirit!