I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"My mother's name is Lin Qing'er." Zhao Ling'er turned to look at Qin Yao, saw him nodding, and then said.

"It is indeed her..." The Sword Master lowered his head and sighed softly: "Your features and eyes look very much like her when she was young."

Zhao Ling'er: "?"

She looks like her own mother, is there anything to sigh about?

"Do you know that you are facing a fate?" After a moment, the sword master quickly put away his indescribable emotions and asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Ling'er shook her head: "I don't know."

"This is the calamity of death!" The Sword Master said solemnly: "Follow me back to Shushan, and I will break this calamity for you."

"How to break it?" Zhao Ling'er looked curious.

The Sword Master thought for a while and said: "There is a Demon Locking Tower in Shu Mountain, which can isolate the secrets of heaven. If you stay in it for hundreds of years and then come out, your death will be erased by time."

"I won't go." Zhao Linger decisively refused.

The sword master frowned: "If you don't go, you will die."

"She won't die!" Qin Yao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke with a firm tone.

"Do you think you can protect her?" the sword master asked indifferently.

Qin Yao nodded: "I can."

"Hunter, you overestimate yourself." The sword master said bluntly: "Even if you break through the second realm, you are not qualified to say this."

Qin Yao took out a three-pointed two-edged sword from his ear and shouted softly: "Xiang Liu, show up."

"Xiang Liu, Ying Shen!"

The long knife came out of his hand, shining with bright black light, and in the ripples of light, a huge figure with the body of a hydra appeared.

"A weak master and a strong servant?"

The sword master looked surprised, and slowly flew up, his eyes level with Xiang Liu: "You are so much stronger than him, why do you consider him your master?"

Xiang Liu's eighteen eyes flashed at the same time, and he thought to himself: "Why else? Isn't it because I can't help myself?"

But Qin Yao was watching behind him, and he could never express this idea.

"Now, am I qualified to say that I can protect her?" Xiang Liu was silent, but Qin Yao slowly flew up and landed on a head in the middle.

The sword master paused for a moment and said calmly: "It's still not enough."

Qin Yao smiled silently and looked directly into his eyes: "So, you still decide to take her to the Demon Locking Tower?"

The sword master shook his head unexpectedly: "No, I decided to try my best to make up for this gap for you."

Qin Yao smiled and looked stunned.

What the hell is helping him bridge the gap?

This was an answer he had never expected.

The sword master reached out from his sleeves and took out a roll of bamboo slips glowing with jade. He held it up with his magic power and pushed it to Qin Yao in the air: "This is the insight I have gained from my lifelong practice. You can take a look at it more in your spare time. Before entering the Mahayana realm, it should have some effect.”

Everyone in Qin Yao was dumbfounded.

We are all practitioners. Who doesn’t know how much effort the author has put into summing up his insights from a lifetime of practice?

Generally speaking, ordinary beginner disciples are not qualified to read this kind of secret book. Only those who can inherit the mantle are qualified!

The Sword Master's life insights, even if they are not left to his successor, should be passed on to Ling'er. What's the point of handing them over to him directly?

"You don't dare to accept it, or you don't want it?" Seeing that he didn't raise his hand, the Sword Master asked quietly.

Qin Yao smiled casually and stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo slips: "What is there to be afraid of?"

"good."

The sword master laughed and said: "Remember what you said to me today. If anything happens to this little girl in the future, even if you run to the end of the world, I will definitely catch up and kill you."

Qin Yao's eyes were clear and he said calmly: "This will not happen, because I will only fall in front of her!"

"You'd better practice what you preach."

The sword master waved his hand and led the three disciples away quickly.

Qin Yao silently clenched the bamboo slips in his hand and said softly: "Go down, Xiang Liu."

More than ten days later.

late at night.

In the ancient city, in the inn, the dazzling white-gold light rose into the sky, like a sharp sword, piercing the starry sky, attracting the attention of countless capable people.

"Is this... the consecration of a treasure?" In a large courtyard, a young monk looked up at the sky and asked in surprise.

"No, someone broke through the realm and caused the world to move." Behind the monk, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat said softly.

The young monk silently widened his eyes: "What kind of skill are you practicing? Why is there such a movement?"

"Maybe it's an immortal scripture, who knows?" the middle-aged man responded.

The young monk blinked and said with a smile: "Do you think someone will be so stupid that they go and ask for their skills?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "How is it possible? You can't be this stupid if you are stupid, right?"

"Bang, bang."

After a long time, as the white-gold light beam dissipated between heaven and earth, two figures with blood on their faces were thrown from the second floor of the inn and fell heavily to the ground.

"They came over to me inexplicably and asked me for my skills. Do you think these two guys were kicked in the head by donkeys?" Standing in front of the window, Qin Yao turned around and asked the three people in the room.

Not long ago, when he had an epiphany due to the enlightenment of the Sword Master and his strength broke through from the seventh level to the eighth level of the Earth Master, two stunned practitioners suddenly broke in through the window and threatened him to hand over the skills he had practiced, otherwise No matter what, he was stunned when he heard it.

It's not like he has never seen stupid people during his travels all over the country, but to be so stupid is simply astonishing.

"They may have some backers." Lin Yueru, who followed Li Xiaoyao in, said with a smile: "Maybe we don't have to wait until early tomorrow morning. A team of people will appear tonight and surround the inn."

Li Xiaoyao became happy when he heard this: "This is the best, I am short of opponents to practice with."

"You better be damned, are you going to sleep tonight?" Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "You two should go back quickly, there should be no more excitement."

"Won't Ling'er leave?" Li Xiaoyao asked subconsciously.

"You talk so much?" Lin Yueru frowned, stretched out her hand and pinched his waist hard.

"Then I'll go back to sleep, brother Qin." Zhao Ling'er said with a smile.

"That's not what I meant, Ling'er, you don't have to leave." Li Xiaoyao explained quickly.

Zhao Ling'er's pretty face turned red: "Little brother, what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he has a bad mouth and can't even say nice things." Lin Yueru apologized repeatedly, then grabbed Li Xiaoyao's ears and forced him out of Qin Yao's room.

"I'm leaving." Zhao Ling'er couldn't help laughing when she saw them fighting and laughing, and immediately said to Qin Yao.

"You can also stay." Qin Yao's eyes were like fire and his breathing was slightly heavier.

Breaking through the realm of cultivation is a day of great joy; under the surge of blood, the lust is even more intense.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to say this.

Zhao Ling'er's heart softened and she almost agreed, saying weakly: "My mother...my mother said that we can only sleep together after we get married."

Qin Yao took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and waved his hand: "Your mother is right, go ahead and have a good rest tonight."

Zhao Ling'er said "Yeah", then tried hard to control her turbulent emotions and walked out of the room step by step.

Even she herself was not sure whether she would be able to walk out of the room if the other party asked her to stay again.