Chapter 127: Creation of the Sword Gate
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One is Ling Yixue's matter, and the other is the comprehension of "Snow Lotus Sword Technique".
These things can't be done in the small Tianfeng City.
So he was going to leave for the capital of Baiyun.
There are a large number of ninjas, blue-eyed clans, barbarians and other foreign people there, and they are even more masters, and the martial artists in the martial master realm are probably more than the martial artists in Tianfeng City.
That's the bigger picture!
Only after more brutal training can a true sword be forged!
He had always believed in one sentence -
"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold. ā
When he came out of the library pavilion, he went directly to the makeshift Ling family meeting hall, wanting to find Ling Xiaotian to explain the matter.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the council chamber, he heard an angry roar coming from inside.
"Bastard! These black turban thieves are simply taking advantage of the fire!"
This was Ling Xiaotian's voice.
"Patriarch, the black turban thieves are not worried, and the strongest of them is only the sixfold peak of the martial vein, so they don't dare to easily enter Tianfeng City to make trouble, but now that the Shi family, the Li family, and the Wang family have been destroyed, and our Ling family is also short of manpower, so this black scarf thief has been given the opportunity to run rampant. ā
Elder Taishang Ling Yin also said angrily: "In this way, tomorrow I will go to the black turban thief's lair and destroy this gang of thieves." ā
"It's useless. ā
Ling Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "These guys are very cunning, once they learn that there is a martial artist going, they will inevitably flee quickly, they are very familiar with the terrain in the mountains, we can't catch them at all." ā
"But father, are you just going to let these black turban thieves do whatever they want? Those young martial artists who come to join the Ling family will be chilled. ā
Ling Wuxian spoke.
"Alas, the masters of the martial arts level will flee if they go, and the martial artists of the ordinary martial arts six layers are not their opponents, which is really a headache. ā
Ling Xiaotian wanted to send a few more people, but now that the Ling family was in ruins, it was very difficult to take care of the Ling family's own one-third of an acre of land.
"Patriarch, why don't I go. ā
Ling Xiao walked into the council hall and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I am planning to leave Tianfeng City, before leaving, I should treat it as a scourge for the Ling family." ā
Ling Xiao had already thought it out before outside.
The black scarf thief wanted his life several times, and now he is intercepted and killed by the people who want to come to the Ling family, if he, the first disciple of the Ling family, does not come out, then the Ling family will really be laughed at by others.
"You?"
Ling Xiaotian frowned.
"You probably can. ā
He thought that Ling Xiao had actually relied on the cultivation of the Sixfold Martial Vein to make the martial artist turn around that day, although there was some element of luck in the process, but after all, he had done it.
There are no martial artists in the Black Turban Bandit Gang.
Ling Xiao alone is enough.
"But just now you said you were leaving Tianfeng City?" Ling Xiaotian asked.
"Yes, in the past three days, I have painstakingly studied the mysteries of the transcendent martial arts, but I have never made any progress, plus the matter of Senior Sister Yixue, so I want to go to the Baiyun Capital to have a look. ā
Ling Xiao replied.
"You have to understand, the ninja clan now regards you as a thorn in the side, if you go to the Baiyun Capital, I'm afraid that there will be many people who want your life, do you really plan to go?"
"How can I Ling Xiao be greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Ling Xiao sneered: "If I hide in the Ling family for the rest of my life and rely on a sword to protect me, then I am a fool who cannot be reached. ā
"Okay, it's Ling Xiao, it's really your character. ā
Ling Xiaotian simply patted the armrest of the chair and said, "Then go, your grandfather Hong Qi and younger brother Ling Luo will take good care of them, unless our Ling family is all killed, they will definitely not suffer the slightest damage." ā
"Thank you!"
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, he left Tianfeng City, and what he was most worried about was his grandfather Hong Qi and his younger brother Ling Luo.
Although grandpa is not pro, and my brother is not pro, he is even closer than pro!
"Then I'll go and prepare first, and then immediately set off for the Black Turban Lair. ā
Ling Xiao bowed his hand and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute. ā
Ling Xiaotian suddenly stopped Ling Xiao and continued: "The old man has thought about it, if we still hold the family concept of the Ling family and don't lose it, we are afraid that we will not have much future for development, so I have discussed with the three Supreme Elders, and plan to establish the 'Divine Sword Sect', and you will be the head of this sect." ā
"Patriarch, you should understand my character, I am not the kind of person in power, I absolutely support the establishment of the Divine Sword Sect, but the position of head is more appropriate to be handed over to the second master, Ling Wuxi. ā
Ling Xiao didn't just reciprocate the favor, but also because he really thought that Ling Wuxian was suitable for this position.
Ling Wuxian is a martial artist, and his personal strength has nothing to say, after all, the strength of the head of a faction must be strong.
Moreover, after such a long period of contact, Ling Xiao felt that Ling Wuxian should be a very good leader, and he could carry forward the Divine Sword Sect.
āā¦ā¦ You see, I said he wouldn't be attached to this position. Ling Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders at the three Supreme Elders and said, "Then according to what we discussed before, how about giving Ling Xiao the identity of Supreme Elder?"
"Well, you can't force him, and it's appropriate for Traceless to be the head of this house. ā
Ling Yin sighed and said.
Then he looked at Ling Xiao and asked, "The position of Elder Taishang, you can't refuse it, right?" This position, the only responsibility you need to bear is to rush back to rescue the sect when it is life and death, and the rest of the time is completely free. ā
"Well, I agreed. ā
Ling Xiao was reluctant to be the head of the Divine Sword Sect, just because he was troublesome, and the position of this Supreme Elder was not so troublesome, and it was not bad to be in this position.
After that, he took his leave.
As for how the Divine Sword Sect was to be established and arranged, he didn't care, after all, that was not what he was good at.
Returning to the temporary residence, Ling Xiao saw his grandfather Hong Qi and his younger brother Ling Luo, as well as Ling Yixue, Ling Yihang, Ling Shuang, and Ling Zhan, and said goodbye at the end.
"Who would have thought that a few months ago you were just a martial artist with a heavy martial vein, but now you have become a person who can cause trouble for martial artists, it's really embarrassing. ā
"Yes, Brother Ling Xiao is really powerful. ā
"Child, if you go to the capital of Baiyun, grandpa won't be able to take care of you, you have to learn to take care of yourself. ā
"Ling Xiao, I may also go to the Baiyun Capital in a while, and you will have to cover me when the time comes. ā
Everyone was saying goodbye to Ling Xiao.
Only Ling Yixue stood there far away, her eyes a little confused, as if she was thinking about something.
"Senior sister, I'm leaving, aren't you happy?"
Ling Xiao asked with a smile.
"Stay safe!"
Ling Yixue's smile was a little stiff, but she finally said something.
Before Ling Xiao could say anything more, a person suddenly ran in from outside, the man was covered in blood, and shouted, "Hurry!
Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold, and with a light step under his feet, the person had already broken through the air, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
"Who's that?"
The bloodied man asked.
"Ling Xiao!" Ling Yihang replied.
"Haven't you heard of it, aren't you going to help, there are dozens of black turban thieves, and two of them are martial arts masters at the peak of the six-fold martial arts, and I escaped with great difficulty. ā