She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 169 Mo Yun
"Cough, cough, cough..."

After coughing several times, she finally coughed up all the water that poured into her trachea. Looking at the completely unfamiliar environment around her, Qianqiao was a little confused about the current situation. She clearly remembered that she was in the pool, and finally suffocated and passed out. , but now this place is clearly a bedroom.

After getting up from the bed, Qianqiao looked at the high-level cassock without any water stains on her body, and ran her spiritual power a little, but there was still no response.

When the third uncle taught her ethereal art a month ago, the first thing she learned was the Forbidden Spirit Formation, so the situation at this time was all too familiar to her.

Turning around in the room, Qianqiao roughly guessed that this is a bedroom for one person to rest. Whether it is a table, chairs or bed, it is only enough for one person, and even the tea set on the table is only a cup.

Where is this place?How did I come here?Now Qianqiao can't find the answer at all.

"Dong dong..."

Just when she was at her wit's end, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Please come in..."

Qian Qiao checked the clothes on her body and said.

"woke up?"

The visitor was allowed to push open the door, only to see that the visitor was wearing a white robe, with a snow-white beard hanging down on his chest, he was actually an old man with white hair and childlike face.

"Dare to ask senior, but you saved me?"

Qian Qiao stepped forward and gave a deep salute before asking.

"Help? Hehe, I don't remember ever doing such a thing."

When Qianqiao was looking at him, the old man was also looking at her. Hearing Qianqiao's question, the old man smiled but gave a negative answer.

"Then who am I?"

The old man's denial made Qianqiao confused. If the person in front of her hadn't saved her, how did she come here?
"Are you a descendant of the Nalan family?"

Seeing the perplexity on the young girl's face, the old man in white robe gave a timely reminder.

"Could it be you!"

The word "Nalan" instantly reminded Qianqiao of what her mother had said before she disappeared. Presumably, the only person who could know Nalan was the owner of this secret realm, Nalan Rongjing.

"Junior Nangong Qianqiao met the ancestor of Rongjing!"

Thinking of this, Qianqiao bowed to the old man again.

"Get up, I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, and it won't be long before I disappear in the world, so those polite words will be avoided, since you are a descendant of my Nalan family, and you can come down here by chance, I think you can get it With your approval, come with me to the courtyard."

After Nalan Rongjing finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the room. Qianqiao looked at the old man in white robe who was indistinguishable from a real person, and he really couldn't see that he looked like a remnant soul.

Even though she had never seen the remnant soul, she knew that the remnant soul was translucent. This kind of remnant soul with a physical body made Qian Qiao a little puzzled.

When she followed Nalan Rongjing out of the room and came to the courtyard in front of the door, she saw a huge black gold stone placed in the courtyard, and a thin, thin and long sword with a color as black as ink was inserted into its back.

"This is?"

Qian Qiao stared at the black long sword in front of him speechlessly, why does this setting look so familiar?It seems that there are such bridges in most novels.

"It's called Mo Yun. It's the best spiritual sword forged by Lei Gongmo. It's the masterpiece of our ancestors of the Nalan family."

Nalan Rongjing approached Mo Yun's sword, touched the blade nostalgicly, but his fingers passed through the sword, and Qianqiao realized that the old man who still had a body just now was already somewhat transparent.

"It seems that I don't have much time, Qianqiao, go try it, if it recognizes you, I will teach you the sword manual that goes with it."

"Yes!"

Qian Qiao responded, and immediately stepped forward and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, but as soon as the hand touched it, a trace of strangeness flashed across her heart.

　Lei Gongmo is the name of the ancient Chinese for meteorite glass.Because it is often washed out of the rock formation by rainwater in thunderstorm days, the ancients mistakenly thought that it was caused by lightning, and it was the ink block left by the legendary Lei Gong talisman.In Hainan Island after heavy rains, it is often found in the ground that there is a strange-looking black glassy stone the size of an apricot and about ten centimeters long.Because it always appears after a thunderstorm, it is called "Lei Gong Mo".

　　
　
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