"Yuerong, the elders are talking about things again, where is there a place for you to speak, don't give me a retreat. The palace master sitting on the throne said in a deep voice.

Yun Yuerong knew that her master was reprimanding herself at this time, she was actually protecting herself, she respectfully agreed, and was about to retreat, but she heard Cen Yuezhu let out a giggle laugh.

"Yuerong's nephew, Zheng Ming is not as good as Zhuo Yingkang, what proof is this, as long as he is a clear-eyed person, he can see it at a glance. ”

"Senior nephew, you defend Zheng Ming so much, do you have any thoughts about him?"

Yun Yuerong's face suddenly turned red, she didn't expect that this uncle, whom she had always respected, would say such a thing.

Just when she didn't know how to reply, she listened to Na Cen Yuezhu and said: "Senior sister, elders, this sword meeting is related to the life and death of our Burial Sword Palace, and I also ask you to start from the overall situation and send the sword bead to Zhuo Yingkang for use." ”

In the main hall, there was a lot of restlessness, and many people talked in a low voice, and at this moment, the sword elder stood up again and said: "It's okay if you don't change your residence, but the sword bead, I think it's better to give Zhuo Yingkang, after all, this is a better chance." ”

"What Elder Palm Sword said is reasonable, although Zheng Ming can pull out the Flying Immortal Sword, but he can't do it after all. Another elder stood up and said.

Just when the Burial Sword Palace Lord frowned, he saw someone running in in a panic.

"The palace master and the elders are deliberating, what kind of system do you have when you run in like this?" Cen Yuezhu looked at the people who came running, and reprimanded in a cold voice.

The one who came in was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman in Tsing Yi, and her status in the sect was much worse than Cen Yuezhu's. So Cen Yuezhu yelled at him like this. Suddenly frightened and at a loss.

"True. Why are you so flustered, come slowly!" The palace master of the Burial Sword Palace asked with a hint of grace.

"Back to the palace master, the fight has started!" said in the voice of the woman in Tsing Yi with urgency.

"Who is fighting? You slowly make it clear!" The Burial Sword Palace Master was extremely angry by Cen Yuezhu's words, and when he heard the words of the woman in Tsing Yi, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Zhuo Yingkang and Zheng Ming fought. The woman in Tsing Yi took a breath. This moment calmed down a lot.

Zheng Ming and Zhuo Ying fought, and the expressions of the elders of the Burial Sword Palace changed. For their Burial Sword Palace, this time for the burial of the sword, a lot of young talents were invited.

Among them, the two people who gave them the most hope were Zhuo Yingkang and Zheng Ming, these two people had not yet made a move, and they started to do it themselves, which was really not good news for the Burial Sword Palace.

"Senior sister, there is such a sentence. It's called the dragon and the snake dwell, Zhuo Yingkang is talented. It's a dragon among people, and naturally you can't give patience a busy person to climb on your head, and this fight, I think it's inevitable. ”

When Cen Yuezhu said this, she grinned and said, "Zhuo Yingkang, who I went to find in person, this kid is everything else, but he is too arrogant." ”

Yun Yuerong looked at Uncle Shi with a hint of pride in her eyes, but she felt that things were not so simple.

She had personally contacted Zheng Ming, and knew that this person was really proud, and how could such a character honestly suffer.

Just when Yun Yuerong was thinking about whether there was anything else in this, she heard a coquettish laugh in the hall.

Following the laughter, Yun Yuerong looked over and saw that the sixth uncle, who had always been indisputable, was covering his small mouth with his bare hands, looking like he was going to be paralyzed by laughter.

Cen Yuezhu naturally heard the laughter, she was in the sect, it can be said that she has always been domineering, except for a few specific people who can't be provoked, and she has always been cold to other senior brothers and sisters.

"Senior Sister Cheng, what's so funny about making you so out of shape here, don't you really think that the major matter of our sect's life and death is a joke?"

Cen Yuezhu's words were not only full of sternness, but also directly covered a big hat.

Although the woman in red is usually kind to people in the sect and does not participate in the struggle for power, he is not the master of being manipulated by others, not to mention that if he acquiesces to Cen Yuezhu's words, there will be no place for her in the sect in the future.

"Senior Sister Cen, the sect is a big event, and the little sister naturally doesn't dare to joke, but there are some particularly funny things, which really make people have to laugh. ”

Speaking of this, the woman in red chuckled: "Originally, this thing was not so funny, but when you said this, Senior Sister, Little Sister felt more and more ridiculous." ”

Cen Yuezhu's face sank, but she was also a smart person, and she heard the difference from the words of the woman in red in an instant.

"Really, what kind of situation do you say?" the palace master of the Burial Sword Palace interrupted the argument between the two.

The woman in Tsing Yi hurriedly said: "Zhuo Yingkang's son is a little dissatisfied with his residence in the Red Sword Building, and makes people threaten to make a splash at the Sword Funeral Meeting, so that everyone in the world knows that the people who live in the Green Sword Building are not as good as him." ”

Cen Yuezhu nodded lightly, and a hint of admiration appeared in her eyes: "Young blood, it should be like this!"

Her comment suddenly made the woman in Tsing Yi look embarrassed, and finally the woman in Tsing Yi was still embarrassed and said: "I don't know how this sentence reached the ears of Zheng Minggongzi, and then Zheng Minggongzi came to the Red Sword Xiaozhu and ...... directly Directly beat up Zhuo Gongzi!"

The elders of the Burial Sword Palace, who didn't know the situation in the main hall, all widened their eyes at this moment, and they suddenly had a little more understanding of the young man named Zheng Ming.

They seemed to see a stout man, and directly grabbed a beautiful young man who seemed to be like a flower and jade, and said with hatred in his mouth: "I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced, I'll beat you until I'm convinced!"

"Zhuo Yingkang is okay, right?" Cen Yuezhu's face suddenly became extremely stiff, and the words she asked were even more gloomy.

Before the woman in green clothes could speak, the middle-aged woman in red smiled and said, "There is no big thing, but her face is swollen!"

As soon as these words came out, someone in the hall chuckled.

Cen Yuezhu's expression became more and more ugly, she didn't understand, although people said that Zhuo Yingkang was overbearing, but in fact, it was her Cen Yuezhu, saying that her face was swollen by the beating.

"Senior sister, this Zheng Ming is really lawless, he must be severely punished, otherwise how can he convince the public!"

Yun Yuerong, who accompanied his master out of the main hall and followed behind his master, found that there were a few more white silk threads between his master's black sideburns.

Although these silk threads are not too conspicuous, and in normal times, it is even more difficult to find, but white hair is white hair after all.

For a while, Yun Yuerong's eyes couldn't help but have water marks.

"Master. Yun Yuerong screamed softly, but at this time, she really didn't know what to say.

Li Qiuran looked back at the little disciple whose face was stained with tears, and said with a hint of concern in his eyes: "Yuerong, what's wrong?"

"Master, it's okay. Yun Yuerong swallowed what she was about to say, and said with a forced smile.

"Your uncle's ambition is too big, alas, she doesn't look at what time it is, and she is still engaged in the struggle for power, hum!" Li Qiuran spoke, and there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Yun Yuerong said a little worriedly: "Master, you try your best to protect Zheng Ming this time, if Zheng Ming can't get the Hongyan Sword, Uncle Shi will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble here, at that time, how should we deal with it?"

"The people we invited this time, if they can take the Hongyan Sword in their hands, God bless us to bury the Sword Palace. ”

Li Qiuran said this, and said in a faint voice: "If we can't take out the Hongyan Sword, and finally let the Hongyan Sword fall into the hands of Chiyan Mountain, then our Burial Sword Palace will be truly doomed." ”

Speaking of this, Li Qiuran looked at the sky with his eyes and said: "I hope that the ancestor can bless us and let us bury the Sword Palace through this catastrophe." ”

"Master, the Hongyan Sword has been in our Burial Sword Palace for so many years, and no one can take it out in the past dynasties, and now we may not be able to get the Hongyan Sword, and the disciples of Chiyan Mountain may not be able to get the Hongyan Sword!"

Yun Yuerong said this, and said in a low voice: "Master, you don't have to worry too much. ”

"Girl, why don't you understand these words, but this time it's different. Li Qiuran touched Yun Yuerong's forehead: "The divine fire seal of Chiyan Mountain is hidden in the ten thousand fires, and no one has ever seen it. ”

"But now, that man has subdued the Divine Fire Seal. In terms of grade, the Divine Fire Seal is stronger than the Hongyan Sword. ”

Yun Yuerong naturally knew about the Divine Fire Seal, but it was the first time she had heard that the grade of the Divine Fire Seal was actually higher than that of her own sect's Hongyan Sword.

"Master, I believe that Zheng Ming will not let us down. ”

Li Qiuran nodded and said, "Being able to pull out your ancestor's Flying Immortal Sword, Zheng Ming's qualifications on the sword are naturally extraordinary." Girl, you should also prepare, three days later, it will be the time when the sword mound is opened. ”

Yun Yuerong agreed: "The disciple obeys." ”

Three days passed like flowing water.

Early in the morning, Zheng Ming, who got up early, held the Flying Immortal Sword in his hand, and slowly cast the Flying Immortal Nine Swords, although this set of swordsmanship was created by Qin Mengyao, but Zheng Ming's own control of this set of swordsmanship has only reached the point of understanding.

Zheng Ming performed these nine swordsmanship very slowly, but in the eyes of the green sword who was coming over with breakfast, she felt that what she saw was an immortal, dancing somewhere.

At this moment, she felt that the young man in front of her was so intoxicating, and it was so intoxicating that people couldn't help but feel close.

Standing under the corridor, she was silent, afraid that she would startle Zheng Ming by making a little move.

And Zheng Ming, who was already intoxicated in the realm of the Flying Immortal Nine Swords, although he found out about the arrival of the green sword, he didn't pay attention to it.

Zheng Ming, who was slowly performing his swordsmanship, felt that a trace of realization kept appearing in his heart, and with these realizations, Zheng Ming felt as if he had vaguely grasped something.

This thing was once presented to him when he cast the Ye Gucheng Hero Card, but when the time of the Hero Card passed, he couldn't think of what it was at all. And now, this feeling is beginning to appear in his heart again. (To be continued.) )

PS: The first update was delivered on time