A few days passed by, and the time for the duel was approaching.
Yanjing, Baiyun Temple!
Also known as: Tianchangguan.
This place is the ancestral home of the Quanzhen lineage of Taoism and enjoys the reputation of being the first jungle in Quanzhen.
In ancient times, Xuanzong built this temple to worship Taoism and Laozi.
This time, the battle between Gu Wu Qi and Ye Feng was held in a third-party Taoist house to show fairness and impartiality.
In the Eight Immortals Palace.
An old Taoist with white beard and hair was meditating and practicing without any distractions.
This person is none other than the current master of Baiyun Temple, Lu Daoxuan.
"Guanzhu."
At this time, a little Taoist boy came to the main hall to report.
"The Gu Wuning family would like to see you."
After a long while, the old Taoist replied: "Please!"
Not long after, the head of the Ning family paid a personal visit.
"Mr. Lu, you're welcome!" A energetic old man said hello as soon as he entered the hall.
"Mr. Ning, how are you always?" Lu Daoxuan also stood up and returned the greeting.
Afterwards, watching tea, the two parties took their seats respectively.
After some polite remarks, Lu Daoxuan asked straight to the point: "Mr. Ning, if you have nothing to do, please come to the Three Treasures Hall."
"Today your duel will be held in my Baiyun Temple. Why did you come to visit so early?"
"If you have something to say, you might as well just say it!"
When Mr. Ning heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked as if he was heartbroken, "Mr. Lu! You don't know something!"
"That boy named Ye, who killed my clan members, is my direct grandson. If we don't avenge this, how can I, the Ning family, have any dignity to show to others?"
"Ancient martial arts cannot be insulted. This is a rule between us and the secular world. Now that boy has bullied me too much! Our Ning family has to live and die with him!"
After explaining the whole story, Mr. Ning looked at Lu Daoxuan again, as if he wanted to see his reaction.
"When is the time to retaliate!" Lu Daoxuan said, "In that case, today's grudges should be wiped out once and for all after the duel!"
Hearing this, Mr. Ning paused, frowned, and felt suspicious.
I don't know if Lu Daoxuan really didn't understand what he meant, or was he deliberately pretending to be confused?
"Mr. Ning, if you have something to say, why don't you just say it?"
Lu Daoxuan looked at each other, seemed to see the confusion in the other person's eyes, and said bluntly.
"I have been practicing Taoism for many years. I have no interest in delving into all the grievances and grievances in the world."
Mr. Ning sighed again and said: "The duel with this son later will be determined by victory or defeat, as well as life and death! One of our Ning family and this son will definitely not be able to get out of the ring!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" Lu Daoxuan also sighed, "Why bother, Mr. Ning?"
Ning Lao gritted his teeth and said: "Master Lu, I only have one thing to ask for!"
"Please speak." Lu Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes.
Mr. Ning continued: "That is, in the duel later, since Gui Guan is the referee, he hopes to turn a blind eye."
"If anyone among our seven clans defeats that kid and kills him, please don't stop him."
Hearing this, Lu Daoxuan suddenly fell silent.
Silent for a long while.
Mr. Ning suddenly laughed again and said, "Look at me, I'm so busy talking that I almost forgot about the real thing!"
"It's less serious than fighting. I came here this time to bring you a small gift, and I hope you'll accept it."
With that said, Mr. Ning took off the sword he was carrying on his back.
He slowly opened the cloth bag and presented it in the main hall.
Suddenly the light shines everywhere!
Even Lu Daoxuan's slightly narrowed eyes couldn't help but suddenly widen, showing a slight look of surprise.
"Chixiao!?"
"This is the Scarlet Sky Sword!?"
"Guanzhu Lu is indeed very knowledgeable!"
Ning Lao smiled and praised.
"Yes! This sword is exactly: Chixiao!"
"It was our great ancestor who killed the white snake and achieved immortality with this sword!"
Look at this sword again. It is three feet long, red all over, with frost and snow on the edge, decorated with Liucai and Jiuhua, and the cold light is threatening!
Lu Daoxuan stroked the sword lightly and couldn't help but praise: "What a sword! What a sword!"
This is one of the ten famous swords in ancient times. It is also the treasure of the Ning family.
"Whose hand did you take this sword from?" Lu Daoxuan suddenly lowered his voice and asked.
"That's right!" Mr. Ning didn't hide it. "Our Ning family was lucky enough to capture this sword and it became a family treasure. It's a pity that after so many years, no one in the family can control this sword!"
Although the Ning family had a sword, they wasted it and no one could use it. It could only be used as a decoration.
So this time, I simply did a favor and gave it to Baiyun Temple, which can be regarded as helping the family to attract a strong foreign aid.
"This is the sword of a king, and it is something that only one person can control!" Lu Daoxuan touched and touched it lovingly, and then slowly put it down, "How can an old man keep such a sword as his own if he has no merit and no reward?"
Mr. Ning took the initiative to push the sword over, "As the saying goes, make the best use of everything!"
"This sword is known as Sword Mengchen in our Ning family, but in the hands of Guanzhu Lu, it can exert its original power!"
"We, the Ning family, have admired Baiyun Temple for a long time and want to form an alliance with it. Please accept this sword and do not let me down."
Lu Daoxuan looked at the sword and then at the person.
Then he waved his hand gently, his sleeve brushed the sword, and the table was immediately spotless.
People go to Jiankong!
Above the main hall, the only voice left was Lu Daoxuan's voice, echoing for a long time.
"I accept your wishes. I won't do it again!"
