Chapter 243 So Boring
After all, he is a ghost king who has lived for so many years, and he is very calm. The story is told simply without any deliberate sensationalism.
He Cen looked at her for a while and said, "Sister, don't be sad."
Zhu Huiniang smiled brightly, "It's okay, young master, don't worry, I'm very kind-hearted and won't be too hurt."
"I just want to say a few words. If my lover betrayed me, he deserved this ending. But I am really unhappy that he was so stupid as to risk his life for the Lord God."
"Don't worry, young master. I am always aware of current affairs. I will not cause any trouble when you work with the masters. But please let me know when the time comes."
He Cen nodded, "I've written it all down, don't worry, sister."
After he went to find Wen Qing, Zhu Huiniang did not stay long and quickly said goodbye and left.
But her back looked a little lonely, and talking about the past seemed to cast a few shadows on her originally bright and passionate appearance.
The little sword spirit took the pendant without delay. Several masters were together this time because they were in similar situations. After being infused with the power of the Heavenly Dao, it was more convenient for them to compare with each other. Moreover, if He Cen came to find them for something, everyone would know.
The four of them had never been on guard against He Cen, and seeing their good disciple waiting at the door, they quickly opened it.
The little sword spirit came in quickly, holding the green pendant and hurriedly ran towards Wen Qing, "Master, Master, I found your green pendant."
Everyone's eyes focused on him. Wen Qing caught the little apprentice flying over, held him in his arms and sat down. "Where did you get it from?"
He Cen told Wen Qing everything about Zhu Hui Niang's arrival. Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, "You mean the Lord God took these away at the beginning..."
The little sword spirit nodded. "It seems that he cares a lot about your identities. It must be very difficult, otherwise he wouldn't have planned this for so many years."
"Master, is there anything special about the green pendant? Do you feel it?"
When Wen Qing first took it in his hand, he could only feel that the green pendant was very friendly and warm, as if it looked very familiar. He probably needed to study it further to find out what its specific effects were.
The little sword spirit did not bother them too much, "Then you take it and think about it carefully, I will not disturb you and close it."
"Call me if you need anything~"
Bei Qi squeezed his hand, "Baby, are you feeling better?"
He Cen nodded, "I'm much better now. I've been busy lately and have used up a lot of energy. My spiritual energy is no longer so blocked. I'm now in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant stage, and my strength has greatly increased."
"Not to mention those in the same realm, even if they are cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage, I would not be afraid at all. The power of Heaven is so overbearing. How is your fusion going?"
The four masters looked at each other, obviously they hadn't fully digested it yet.
The eighty-one heavenly thunders were almost divided among them. It was not easy for one person to consume so much. After all, He Cen had a special physique and was the spirit of a divine sword. He was born with divine bones and his consciousness was also relatively strong. The four of them could only bear it.
Seeing that they looked uneasy, He Cen pursed his lips and handed out four small bottles. "Jixiang Ruyi said that I have a special identity. If you feel uncomfortable, try using my blood to see if it can help."
The brows of several masters suddenly wrinkled, "Why do you want to use this method? Where is the cut?"
He Cen waved his hands, "It's already healed. It's just this little bit of blood, less than a cup. When I was donating blood for free in our world, I could draw a lot at a time. You can use it without worry."
"How can I be so fragile and hypocritical? I am your precious disciple. This little bit of blood is nothing compared to you."
Jun Chao said coldly, "You can't say that. You are the most important person in my eyes. Don't do this kind of thing in the future."
The little sword spirit rushed forward and said, "If I don't want to bleed, you'll bite me yourself?"
Master Qingleng had never expected that He Cen would be so bold to approach and flirt with him, and his ears suddenly turned red.
He Cen laughed softly, "That's right, you didn't even have the heart to say a word to me after I bit you like that, I'm not an ungrateful person, the masters have shown such a fondness for me, how can I ignore you?"
"I don't know if it works, but it's Jixiang Ruyi who said so, so you guys should give it a try. If it works, I'll prepare some more for you guys."
Several masters frowned, "Don't worry, Hehe, don't hurt yourself."
He Cen covered Jun Chao and Bei Qi's mouths with his hands and said, "Don't bother me. Just accept it. Why are you always being polite to me?"
"The monk's body is so good, I know that he needs to bleed a little. It's not like he needs to bleed every day, so it's not that exaggerated."
The little sword spirit will do as he pleases. Sometimes the four masters really can't control him. He Cen is spoiled by them, so you can't be angry with him with a stern face or speak loudly. He Cen, with that pretty face, will be soft-hearted and have no temper at all when he feels wronged.
He ran away after saying this, not caring at all about the masters shouting at him.
A few people sighed slightly and looked at the small porcelain bottle in their hands, but couldn't say anything.
The blood of the sword spirit is definitely not an ordinary thing, it is something that others cannot obtain even if they beg for it. Yet, He Cen forced it into their hands just like that.
What is in his hand is not ordinary spiritual blood, it is clearly the sincere heart of a good disciple.
The thunder came suddenly, and the four of them were confined in a hurry. Now they have wasted a lot of time. Instead of getting entangled with it, they might as well accept He Cen's feelings. Otherwise, if it drags on for too long, it will be very hard for the little sword spirit to deal with so many things alone outside.
When he had nothing to do at night, He Cen would come over and meditate with the other masters. He was full of spiritual energy, and his state was different from that of the other four.
The heavenly thunder widened all the meridians in his body, allowing him to use his spiritual power more smoothly.
Looking at him now, the spiritual energy on his body is even more intense, and it is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can reach. Sometimes, even his masters cannot catch up with his demeanor.
When He Cen sat there in meditation, his spiritual power would overflow, and the entire environment seemed to be transformed by the sword spirit and become much purer, making the four masters feel particularly comfortable.
It is not that easy to break through the realm. He Cen sometimes got so bored while meditating that he would just play with his master's hair. "Hey, when can you guys finish your retreat?"
Wen Qing laughed, "He He is bored?"
"It's always boring when you don't accompany me during the day."
"The subordinates of the four of you are responsible for a lot of trouble, as is the War Alliance. I think those old guys just don't want to take care of things, so they just dumped everything on me, thinking that I look good and easy to bully."
Several masters laughed and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Be patient, we will definitely break through as soon as possible."
"If you don't want to care, just leave it there. It's okay. Just have fun."