"...Boom!"
The last bell in the Xuantian Peak Sword Pavilion ended, and the 108 seats in the Xuantian Hall of the seven peak masters of our sect and guests from other sects were already full.
Everyone who has a seat is a leader, sect leader or person in charge of speaking, and behind them stand more than ten or three to five elite disciples!
There were more than a thousand people in total.
That's right! There were no more than 18,000 outsiders from the sect this time, but most of them came to enjoy the popularity of the sect and appreciate the style of the Gaozong sect. They were truly qualified to observe the young master of the Xuantian Sword Sect. There were only more than a hundred people following the ceremony.
But these more than a hundred people can represent the top forces in the martial arts world with a radius of tens of thousands of miles!
When the huge sword-shaped incense burned one-tenth of the time, it was already past midnight. Three figures just walked out of the Xuantian inner hall. Their steps were not hurried or slow, but the sword intent was hesitating around them as they walked, giving people an invisible pressure. .
Xuantian Sword Sect teaches Daozhen, and also teaches Bai Zong and Sun Changfeng!
Of course, the pressure comes from Daozhen. He is wearing a blue sword robe, has a square face, and has three long beards. Apart from his somewhat mean and ungrateful appearance, he looks like an ordinary elder. There is no expression on his face at the moment. You can't even tell what he is. Are there any mood swings?
The heads and masters of all the sects present here couldn't help but shrink their pupils. This person turned out to be infinitely close to the five realms of decline of heaven and man!
If the realm of martial arts is specifically divided, it can be divided into acquired warriors before the earthly immortals - martial immortals from yin deficiency to hunyuanxu - the limits of the human body with the five declines of heaven and man, the cycle of life and death - the Yuanji after nirvana and rebirth - the holy, The imperial realm controls the world—the illusory imperial path!
Headmaster Daozhen's aura was not visible before, but now he is full of aura, with the intention of suppressing all directions!
Due to the influence of Xin Zhuo's ancient Tiangu Five Rhythm Cyclic War Song, the ancestors of various sects have retreated into seclusion and ignored worldly affairs. It can be said that Daozhen is vaguely the top master of each sect!
Seeing him step into the hall, the masters of the seven peaks, the seventeen sect leaders, and the ninety-one people in charge stood up and held their hands in greeting.
A faint smile finally appeared on Daozhen's Sifang face, and he replied: "The Xuantian Sword Sect has been a sect for six thousand years, and the successor is the first priority. Therefore, I invite all martial arts masters to watch the ceremony. I hope you will appreciate it!"
"Master Daozhen, you're welcome!"
"As it should be!"
Everyone nodded.
Daozhen waved his sleeves and looked out of the hall. Behind him, Bai Zong said with a smile of unknown meaning: "Junior brother Xin is invited to enter the hall, and receive the gift of wisdom and sacrifice to the ancestors!"
More than a thousand people in the hall instantly became restless and looked outside the hall.
Xin Zhuo's reputation spread throughout the world because he killed the evil sect and the wild beast with one sword ten years ago. It is no exaggeration to say that most of the master-level warriors have heard of him.
In addition, a few days ago, the eighteen sects' heavenly drums were used to test the bones. This person came back, took the leader, and played a five-rhythm cycle. He has the qualifications of a saint, and the noise is even more heated.
It's just that many people other than the masters of the eighteen sects came to Xuantian Sword Sect for a few days, only hearing their name but not seeing him, which was a bit disappointing. Seeing that he was about to come in now, they couldn't help but feel a little curious.
In particular, Deng Shanling and Guansi Sisi and the others watched intently.
Liu Qingfeng glanced at Su Liuli who was standing behind Chu Siniang, Ma Feng and Nangong Wentian, and said, "How is it?"
"How" naturally refers to how your little apprentice is dressed? Did he lose the face of Yu Jianfeng?
Su Liuli whispered back: "Sure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures walked into the hall, a man and a woman. The woman was dressed in a white true disciple's robe, with a high bun, flawless facial features, and beautiful eyes as hazy as a sea of smoke. The whole person was like a fairy, which made everyone look at her. His eyes lit up, and then he was shocked. This kind of woman really became more and more beautiful every time he looked at her, without a single flaw!
Is there such a woman in the world?
Of course, Xin Zhuo couldn't be a woman. Everyone was amazed and focused on the man.
The man looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is wearing a purple spiritual treasure robe, with a golden crown standing upright. He has a tall figure, picturesque eyebrows, and deep eyes that no one can understand. There is a cloud-patterned black sheath sword hanging on his waist. Free and easy, with superb temperament.
Xin Zhuo!
No matter how picky you are, you can't find anything wrong with the appearance alone, and it even exceeds many people's expectations!
Even though there were a large group of female disciples from the outer sect, their eyes brightened.
Jiang Yuwei, who was standing behind Aunt He, the master of Baimiao Peak, had the brightest eyes. She almost shouted, but Aunt He scolded her coldly: "Asshole, do you think this is appropriate? You have been deceived."
Jiang Yuwei lowered her head and turned slightly red.
Not far away, Juan Guan's expression changed slightly as he thought about it, and he lowered his voice: "It's indeed him, Jiang Yuqing! After so many years, he hasn't aged at all!"
Deng Shanling smiled and whispered with regret: "He is a handsome husband, but it is a pity that he is a slut!"
Juan Sisi sighed with emotion: "I didn't know that he had the habit of peeping before. I only knew that this man killed more than a million people at his hands!"
The biggest impression that old friends from the Western Regions had on Jiang Yuqing was that he was definitely not as harmless as he appeared on the surface. He was ruthless, capable of killing thousands of miles, and frightening the princes and kings from all over the world. How could he just say that?
Only then did Miss Deng Shanling stop smiling. People who were lustful and murderous were always a little less interesting.
The eyes of elite martial arts geniuses from various sects and from all over the world are particularly different, full of strong fighting spirit, and they are all eager to try.
There is a stipulated rule in the ceremony for the successor of sects all over the world - you are allowed to accept challenges from masters of the same realm!
Since each sect dares to hold this ceremony, of course they are not afraid of challenges. Which of the young masters of each sect is not an outstanding top talent?
Especially Xin Zhuo! His reputation is too great, he is kind to the Eighteenth Sect, and he will do too much harm to the future of the Seventeenth Sect! Therefore, it is particularly important to defeat this person and extinguish his arrogance!
Xin Zhuo and Zhao Yizhu, who were under the spotlight of everyone, walked slowly and turned a blind eye in the face of countless blazing eyes.
Xin Zhuo even said: "The highest level of relief from being treated like a monkey is to treat all onlookers like monkeys!"
Zhao Yizhu didn't have too many expressions. Her world has been silent and colorless for many years. She can adjust her mentality very well. She just said softly: "Well! I will accompany the master. You need to be careful and don't lose etiquette." , put it into practice!”
As he spoke, he walked behind Liu Qingfeng under the blazing and obsessed eyes of a group of male disciples.
At this time, Xin Zhuo had arrived in the palace. He looked around and after a pause, he saw many acquaintances. Ji Yu's biological aunt, Princess Wuyou, an old prince, Taiping Palace Jian Jiuqing and Yuan Jiyu had already become a eldest daughter. Chengfeng, the former Lord of Kunxu City, Helian Qingyang, and others, then bowed their hands and said, "All of you distant guests have come to our Xuantian Sword Sect to observe the ceremony. My dear Xin Zhuo, I am sincerely frightened!"
"Master Xin, you're welcome!"
Everyone returned the gift and took their seats.
Xin Zhuo then walked towards Daozhen, glanced at Bai Zong behind him, and saluted as a disciple: "Disciple Xin Zhuo is standing at Jianfeng Peak. Thanks to the favor of his elders, he has appointed him as the young master. He must go all out and hand it over to each sect. Suppress evil and sycophants, thank you for your help, Master Teacher!"
An unprecedented smile of relief appeared on Daozhen's face, he patted his shoulder, and then shouted: "Incense, sacrifice!"
In the distance, ten true disciples of Xuantian Peak came forward holding the sect's complex ritual books, Honglu, Jiangui, Baojian, etc.
Daozhen and Xin Zhuo, under the gaze of everyone, knelt down to the memorial tablet of the founder of the sect and sincerely prayed and asked for instructions:
"The Xuantian Sword Sect inherits the true meaning of the ancient martial arts. It controls hundreds of millions of people and has the responsibility of killing the evil villains and monsters in the world and maintaining the peaceful world of martial arts. The successor is the most important thing. The disciple Xin Zhuo is extremely talented. Unparalleled in resourcefulness, ability and political integrity. Ten years ago, he used an ancient sword to severely damage the evil sect and protected the inheritance of the 18 sects. He was extremely kind to the 18 sects. It can be said that he is 30,000 miles in beauty and has the highest moral standards. He is the 18th sect. The number one genius in the sect should be the next headmaster of our Xuantian Sword Sect. I would like to inform my ancestors and hope to grant you blessings..."
(End of chapter)
