Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Chapter 136 I am your ancestor

He pulled out some clothes from the mustard seeds and placed them in front of him. Tu said, "That's all. You can make do with what you have. If you really don't like it, I'll go out and buy a new one for you."

"No need to bother."

Bo Qiu picked out a Taoist robe and made a show of wearing it.

Tu Nian deliberately avoided it, but the other party didn't care much. He changed it three times, five divided two, and turned around to see her hanging her head like a good child. He reached out his hand to remind her, "Okay."

Tu Nian has always believed that it is true that people rely on clothes, but it is true that clothes rely on people. Just like haute couture, only when worn on the right person can it show its most beautiful side.

Turning his eyes back, he saw a piece of dust-green linen Taoist robe, which when worn on Bo Qiu, gave off an air of immortality and Taoism.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The look in her eyes was very naked. Even though Boqiu knew that she was appreciating his skin, he still felt like he was being viewed as a commodity.

Tu smacked his lips and said, "You can't just go out like this."

"Oh?" Boqiu raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Tu Nian rolled his eyes at him and said, "You know why you're asking."

With his outstanding temperament, even good women would look at him with suspicion, and he is now a loser. If he were allowed to walk around the streets of Vauzhou in such a big way, he might not be raped. The drama of robbing civilian men happened.

After chuckling twice, Bo Qiu stopped teasing her and raised his hand lightly. His long sleeves fell together, and his body and figure already looked like that of an ordinary businessman.

Tu Nian was stunned for a moment when he looked at it. After he recovered his senses, he said angrily: "Tricking me again! Don't you have magic skills?"

"I'm just trying to trick you," Bo Qiu said calmly, "This is my talent, and there is no need to cultivate spiritual power."

Tu Nian gritted his teeth and glared at him, "Do you think I'm stupid? Whose sword spirit's talent is face-changing?"

"Yeah, so I'm not a sword spirit."

Bo Qiu responded to her with a smile, "In other words, since ancient times, there has never been a sword spirit that can transform into the immortal world."

Tu Nian was silent for a while, and then looked at him expressionlessly, "I'll give you a chance. Either you say everything you haven't said, or I'll stab you to death here."

After saying that, she pulled out the sword with her backhand and tried to point it at the opponent's neck. Bo Qiu quickly pressed down her arm and said, "Hey, I have something to say."

Just kidding, all of his origins have been transformed into form, and now he has no ability to restrain a chicken. With this sword blow, he is really going to die.

Tu Nian narrowed his eyes and said, "Speak honestly, otherwise I will kill you without mercy."

"Okay, okay." After being threatened with his life by her, Bo Qiu really had no choice but to say, "I said yes."

Putting away the sword in his hand, Tu Nian snorted softly, thinking that he would have to force her to engage in non-violent non-cooperation before she would submit. This person was also quite masochistic.

Then she waited for Bo Qiu's explanation.

"Actually, I am your ancestor."

"?" Why are you still swearing?

Tu Nian's anger suddenly spiked, and he was about to scold him back on the spot. However, he hesitated when he saw the other party's serious face, without any hint of joking.

"...Are you serious?"

After hesitating for a long time, Tu Nian held back such a sentence, but as soon as she said it, she regretted it.

She woke up multiple ancestors in one sleep. She actually believed such an outrageous statement?

Bo Qiu said "hmm" first, but perhaps considering that it was a bit rude to recognize a relative suddenly, and Tu Nian was too ignorant, after thinking for a moment, he added: "Is Bo Qiu my real name?" Wrong, but few people know it. Maybe you may be familiar with another name."

"What?"    "In the past, people often called me Cheng Yanggong."

"Mr. Cheng Yang?"

"Yes."

The name Tu Nian sounded familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. After some hard thinking, he finally remembered the mention of Tu Shan's background in the original novel.

With her brain turning, she suddenly raised her head and pointed at Bo Qiu, saying in surprise: "You are a vixen!"

With a slight cough, Boqiu corrected her inappropriate wording, "It's a fox demon."

Cheng Yanggong, an eighth-level fire fox with three thousand years of cultivation, is good at transformation and proficient in fire control. Like the Golden Crow Beast clan, he is the incarnation of the true fire of the sun and the founder of the Tushan clan.

Bo Qiu was not kidding, he was really her ancestor!

"No, then you, aren't you an eighth-level demon? How come you..."

Tu Nian pointed at him helplessly, and then at the lifeless mysterious sword beside him, "How could it be like this?"

Her reaction was no exaggeration.

Spirits and monsters are said to be divided into nine levels, but in fact they are just like the Mahayana realm of immortal cultivators. Only by breaking through and becoming gods can one become Mahayana, and also become immortals. How many people can become immortals in the world?

The eighth-level great demon is equivalent to the peak level of the divine transformation stage. In terms of its strength, it can be simply said in four words: invincible in the world. Nie Yanchen, Yuzhe, even all the heads of the three sects and seven sects could not defeat him alone.

But such an invincible eighth-level demon was reduced to the bleak situation of possessing a sword and relying on the blood of the Tushan family to restore his cultivation. Even if she hadn't traveled through this book and replaced it with the original script, Tushan would Once Shan's bloodline is cut off, won't he have to stay in the Snow Sword Tomb for the rest of his life?

However, regarding such a miserable fate, Bo Qiu just shrugged his shoulders and said: "There is no way, I failed to overcome the catastrophe, and my body and soul are gone. This is the only way."

Yun Danfengqing's tone seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

Tu Nian suddenly felt that he was not that miserable. At least what she pursues can be obtained through simple hard work, but what people like Bo Qiu and Jin Nanfeng pursue are probably heights that they cannot reach even if they risk their lives.

How cruel is it to have a lifelong dream that is out of reach?

Realizing that she was suddenly depressed, Bo Qiu knew that she was probably feeling pity again, so he pinched her face in a funny way and teased her: "It's not you who is going through the tribulation. What kind of expression is this? Why do you feel so sorry for me?"

This move worked as expected. Tu Nian immediately looked blank and stroked his hand away angrily, "Bullshit. I'm depressed. Why did I finally pick up a master, but it's still a defective product."

"Why is it a defective product?"

Bo Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "After being nursed in the Sword Tomb for many years, my spirit has almost recovered. As long as you cooperate, as time goes by, I will become a master again."

Tu Nian pursed his lips and glanced at him, "It takes so much effort to take on a different shape. Your words are really unconvincing."

Regarding her usual venomous words, Bo Qiu smiled and said nothing.

As expected, not even a few breaths after saying this, she asked again: "How can we cooperate?"

Bo Qiu couldn't help laughing, and made Tu Nian's ears turn red with a "poof" sound.

This bastard!

"If you like to talk, I'll set up a stall."

Tu Nian drooped and was about to roll under the bed, but Bo Qiu caught her half way up with her hands and feet. She was annoyed and wanted to throw her away, but he coaxed her over again nicely.

"Say, say."

Bo Qiu smiled and gently pulled her wrist, "How you took care of me in the sword before, just do it now."

(End of this chapter)