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Chapter 72 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal Scrip
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
It was really ridiculous!
According to this old man’s word, all the people in the lower realms deserved to die?
Anyway, for the true spirit world, those people were a person who lacked the strength to truss up a chicken.
In this way, the whole world will be in chaos.
Don’t know reincarnation? Don’t you know cause and effect?
Hehe, Song Qingyu didn’t know how he reach the Nascent Soul, but she knew this kind of person will definitely not last long.
Song Qinju was just about to open her mouth to refute, but Yuwen Wuji stopped her.
“Tianyang ancestor, how do you have time to come out?”
Yuwen Wuji respectfully walked to the front and gave him a salute.
“It turned out to be the child of Yuwen’s family
 You should be careful when making friends in the future. You should not associate with people who seek revenge for the smallest grievances.”
Tianyang ancestor said earnestly, the words were directed at Song Qingyu.
Yuwen Wuji didn’t speak, just cupped his hands and smiled.
“Thank you for ancestor help!”
Long Aotian and his junior sister knelt down one after another.
“You’re welcome, I also see we have predestined relationship.”
Tianyang ancestor raised his hand and hold Long Aotian up.
“This little friend, have you worshipped a teacher?”
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Long Aotian for a long time.
“I have worshipped a teacher, but the master died in order to save my life. This is my junior sister.”
Long Aotian said with a sad looked.
“Little friend is really an affectionate person. I think you are pleasing to the eyes. Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?”
Tianyang ancestor looked at Long Aotian, twirling his beard and smiling.
Long Aotian was stunned for a moment, then he knelt down and kowtow.
“The master is above, please accept the disciple.”
“Hahaha
 well, well!”
Tianyang ancestor accepted the salute with joy.
“Let’s go!”
Tianyang ancestor said and then walked outside. Long Aotian led his group of beautiful women followed the ancestor out.
Long Aotian’s junior sister looked back at Song Qingyu and smiled proudly.
After everyone left, Song Qingyu slowly sat down and swallowed a pill.
Her pale complexion looked a little better.
“Fellow Daoist Song, are you alright!”
Yuwen Wuji looked at Song Qingyu worriedly.
“It’s alright.”
Song Qingyu eased up slowly, then asked again, “Who was that Tianyan ancestor?”
A Nascent soul took Long Aotian as his apprentice. At a glance, she knew that he was a formidable enemy.
“Fellow Daoist Song obviously doesn’t know much about the true spirit world, let me tell you slowly.”
Just now, Yuwen Wuji had a little admiration for Song Qingyu.
In front of Nascent Soul’s great power, her expression did not change.
With this kind of courage, it will have a brilliant future. At the moment, the eyes looked at Song Qingyu has a little glow.
With Yuwen Wuji’s narration, Song Qingyu also got a clear understanding of the true spirit world.
There was no cultivation sect. The true spirit world was dominated by aristocratic families,
Among them, the Luo family and the Yuwen family were the best.
Formerly, the Luo family had a great master of the Nascent Soul, Tianyang ancestor. They had always been ahead of the Yuwen family.
But this year, everything has changed.
Tianyang ancestor’s lifespan was at the end, and he was still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It was impossible to rush to the Great Perfection in just a few years.
And their Yuwen family had a Nascent Soul cultivator this year.
A Nascent Soul cultivator who was about to die, a Nascent Soul cultivator who was just in his early days.
Although in terms of cultivation base, it was not comparable for the time being, but in the long run, the Yuwen family was about to rise.
The Yuwen family will be able to dominate the true spirit world in the future.
Hearing Yuwen Wuji finish speaking, Song Qingyu could vaguely hear the superioty in his tone.
The child was still too young!