Night falls.
Xuantian Hall was still crowded with people all around. The masters and disciples of various sects, led by the disciples of this sect, were admiring the beautiful scenery of Xuantian Peak three hundred miles away, but their words could not help but be directed towards Xin Zhuo.
Some people even wanted to go to Jianjian Peak to meet Xin Zhuo and make friends, but they were rejected. Other peaks can go, but Jianjian Peak is the best peak in the sect and is the best in martial arts, so they should not go. good!
In an empty side hall deep in the Xuantian Hall, Bai Zong, a tall man with a golden crown standing upright, knelt alone in the middle of the hall, with a look that was a bit ferocious and violent, and his fists were clenched tightly, almost biting into pieces. Teeth.
At this moment, he was breathing rapidly, and suddenly he punched the ground hard. The three-color East China Sea rock was as solid as gold, but it couldn't withstand his punch, cracking lines.
"Disciple doesn't understand!"
He raised his head suddenly, not knowing when the corner of his mouth had been bitten, "This disciple has been practicing hard for more than 140 years, and now he has reached the eighth level of the Lingtai. The true body of Tengjiao has entered the nine-yin phase of the candle, and the divine body has manifested the true spiritual shadow. Not even worse than Zhao Yizhu!
If you give your disciples ten years, you might as well enter the Great Perfection of Lingtai and sprint towards the Hunyuanxu!
It’s not that the master doesn’t know that his disciple has always been hiding his clumsiness. He is no worse than Xin Zhuo. Even if he is full of secrets, he can be killed without that sword!
It’s not that the master doesn’t know that, taking the position of Young Master Ren, entering the Xuantian Inner Palace, mastering the magical methods of ancestors of all generations, he can also have the qualification to become a saint. There is only one chance, and whoever gets it will lose it next time!
In the future, when Da Luo returns, his disciple will be one of Da Luo’s true disciples, with a bright future!
Why do you agree with Xin Zhuo being the young master? Are you going to hold that ridiculous Young Master Ceremony for him? "
"madness!"
On the chair in front, a figure suddenly appeared. The whole person was hidden in the darkness. It was the headmaster Daozhen. With a strange expression on his face, he said calmly:
"The person who left a message on the throne of the leader, the ninth floor of the True Yang Tower, saved the inheritance of the eighteen sects, and the one who beats the war song with the sky drum. No matter how you look at it, he is better than you. If you don't accept your destiny, he will be the young master. Teach, how to convince the public?”
"But……"
Bai Zong lowered his head slightly and roared: "The legendary Da Luo will return. Even if he is outstanding among the eighteen sects, he is still an ordinary disciple of Da Luo. No matter how powerful the Xuantian Sword Sect is, he will still return to Da Luo's sect. Why should we care about him and the future of the sect anymore?
No matter how talented he is and how famous he is, when all the Saints, Sons and Daughters of the Great Luo come back, he will be ignored by everyone, so why should he care about face? What our generation of warriors care about is eternal life and martial arts immortality. Why don't we take back the order and put it aside for the time being, and let me enter the Xuantian Inner Palace! "
"Presumptuous!" Daozhen's face turned cold.
Bai Zong gritted his teeth: "Dad!"
The coldness on Daozhen's face disappeared, and he sighed and said: "He and his master, who only knows how to fight fiercely, do not know the secret of Xuantian's inner palace at the moment. I can try to stop him. When Daluo returns, your second Immediately inherit it, enter Hunyuanxu directly, and I can even pass it on to you first!"
Bai Zong was overjoyed and kowtowed loudly: "Thank you, dad!"
…
In another side hall, a solitary lamp was like a bean, illuminating an area as big as a palm, pulling the three figures into a long position.
In fact, the Xuantian Sword Sect has fluorescent stones that are as bright as the bright moon, but as the leader of the Haotian Sect, Shen Wumen prefers the feeling of this mortal lamp. At this moment, his face was full of solemnity, and he said: "Xin Zhuo, this is I have researched this son ten years ago. His origins are a bit strange. It is said that he comes from a secular family, the Jiang family. However, no matter how hard I searched, I could not find a Jiang family member.
Moreover, this son's surname was Xin, which seemed to be his surname before joining the Jiang family, which was strange.
His martial arts and supernatural powers are both outstanding and superior to others. This cannot be doubted or slandered. His mentality seems to have changed. There is a secret in him! The sword and the words left on the throne are still not understood by my master and the Supreme Elders!
Putting this matter aside for the time being, this son will be born as a human being, and he is not like the reincarnation of a powerful person!
But the sound of the five-melody heavenly drum beating today was very terrifying, and he didn’t know where he learned the flawless technique of no moves. This kind of thing may not be very lethal, but it is of great benefit to martial arts practice!
After all, from a teacher's point of view, he is afraid that there is no rival in the same situation! "
Sitting cross-legged next to him, Xie Wujiang and Chen Changsheng, who looked like a boy next door, nodded silently. As proud as they were, they had to admit that Xin Zhuo was terrifying.
But Xie Wujiang thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "From what I know about Xin Zhuo so far, unless he still has that sword, the disciple can still kill him with all his strength. After all, his enemies have basically been all over the years. He’s a third- and fourth-rate guy, I’m afraid it’s fueling his pride!”
Chen Changsheng also smiled: "Disciple thinks so too. It is difficult for people born the day after tomorrow to have both good martial arts and mental state!"
Shen Wumen pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Although the Eighteen Sects have turned against each other, the Eighteen Sects all belong to the legendary Da Luo. Even my master has never seen this Da Luo, but your master once said that the Eighteen Sects are outstanding. His disciples can directly enter Daluo as the Holy Son and be taught by the Yuanji Patriarch and even the Saint!
The number of places is limited. With Xin Zhuo's reputation, I'm afraid he will definitely be on the list. At the feast in seven days, one of you will take action to compete with him and let him lose his arrogance!
In the future, when Da Luo returns, he will give Haotian Zong Bo a sigh of relief and strive for more resources! "
The two of them saluted at the same time: "I obey the master's order!"
…
In the same side hall.
Yun Hua, the leader of the Hehuan Holy Sect, was dressed in white, lying on his side like a delicate and beautiful man, and his voice was extremely feminine: "A person born in the day after tomorrow, in the fifth level of Lingtai, with flawless skills, and the Tiangu root and bones are unpredictable , Logically speaking, it will not be difficult to become a saint after thousands of years. He is a talent. I'm afraid... he has a secret, and he is difficult to defeat in the same situation!
The Xuantian Sword Sect holds a grand ceremony for its young master, just to build momentum for him. In the future, when Da Luo returns, even this son can beat all other sects. Who of you is sure? "
Sitting cross-legged at the bottom were four people: Lingyi, who had the charm of flowers and had long since recovered from his serious injury, Ji Zejun, the queen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and a beautiful woman in black with a charming face but as cold as frost.
This woman's name is Nie Shenghuan, the number one genius of the Hehuan Holy Sect. She has entered the seventh level of the spiritual platform. At this moment, without waiting for the other three women to speak, she said in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, who doesn't have secrets? All he has encountered in these years are just some little ones. How can you tell the difference between a character and his skills? The disciple thinks that he can still be killed easily!"
"very good!"
Yun Hua chuckled, "In seven days, you can try his methods!"
…
Side hall.
"Disciple, you can kill this person!"
Lingyun Sect disciples Wu Yingyue and Zhang Jiuying spoke out at the same time.
…
"Disciple, you can try this person's methods!"
The Zhuxian Sect flew over with a straight waist and sharp eyes and responded with a deep voice.
…
"This disciple should be able to kill him! Master, don't worry!"
Ximen Chuiyu, a disciple of the Confucian Immortal Pavilion, dressed in Confucian robes, looked like a Confucian swordsman and said with a chuckle.
…
"But why deal with him?"
"Why are you looking for an opportunity to kill him?"
Disciples of the Sea of Clouds and Mists, He Lianyou, senior sister Xuanyuan Qingqing and other core disciples of the Sea of Clouds and Mists sat cross-legged and looked at their elders.
Xuanyuan Linghai, the master of the sea of clouds and mist, wore a wide robe and long sleeves, with an angry look on his face: "How can there be so many reasons? Fighting for the sect, no matter whether Daluo comes or not in the future, these sects are already hostile, this boy threatens too much It's just too big to accommodate him!
All the masters and uncles who played the drum today were shocked. How terrible is this boy's talent? How can we tolerate him? "
Helian You tilted his head and asked: "Since he is so talented and will definitely become a saint in the future, why not make friends with him? For example, let me marry him? Give birth to a bunch of babies, half of which will go to the sea of clouds and half to the mysterious sky. The Sword Sect is all one family!”
Xuanyuan Linghai was stunned, silent for a moment, and said: "Tiangu's bone test is a thing from the Middle Ages. Indeed, he may have the qualifications to be a saint, but how many years will it take?
You must be a saint if you have the qualifications of a saint. The eighteen sects are just having fun and comparing one or two. Let me ask you, among the legendary saints all over the sky, which of the saints was tested as having the qualifications of a saint in their youth?
Don’t you understand the reason for this?
His presence is too great a threat to all sects. Not only do we owe him Xin Zhuo's love, the Xuantian Sword Sect can also use his name to suppress us. In the future, this son's realm will advance rapidly and he will achieve great fortune. He will be harmful to my Yunwuhai. Why keep him? If you don't get it, destroy it. I, a person from Yunwuhai, have always been direct and have no tricks. "
He Lianyou was a little angry: "Senior brother! Are you being mean to me? We are of the same generation. I was the acting headmaster and accepted his disciples. I strongly suggest marrying Xin Zhuo to strengthen the cooperation between the two sects, instead of forcing a stalemate!"
Xuanyuan Linghai suddenly became calm and said with a smile: "Little junior sister, don't you know that he has a wife? His name is Zhao Yizhu. She is as beautiful as a fairy. She is the most beautiful woman in the Eighteen Sects, so he doesn't like you at all!"
Helian You's expression changed, and he hesitated for a long time: "Destroy it if you don't get it?"
(End of chapter)
