"Let me introduce you to you. After all the nearly 800 disciples gathered, Ren Shou pointed to the White Bone Spirit and said, "This is your White Bone Ancestor, who has now been reincarnated in the fourth life and returned to Shushan again. ”

Because the White Bone Spirit had blocked all his aura outside Kunlun Mountain, these disciples couldn't see the depth of his cultivation at all, and when they heard that he had gone through four generations of cultivation, they were all awe-inspiring in their hearts and didn't dare to despise him.

"Meet the White Bone Patriarch. Eight hundred disciples bowed down at the same time.

The white bone spirit bowed his head and said, "Excuse me, if you have any doubts about your cultivation in the future, you can come and ask me." ”

All the disciples said yes.

Subsequently, Ren Shouyi introduced all the true disciples to him one by one, including Xuan Zhenzi, Zhuge Police Me, Huang Xuanji, these white bone spirits who had heard of the name, and Tai Shi Steep, Ren Qi and others who had not heard of the name, all of them together were twelve.

"Qiankun is righteous and wonderful, and there is no real person Qi Shuming, there is no drunken Taoist, there is no dust destroyer, there is no ascetic Toutuo, and there is no Sanying and Eryun...... There is still a lot of room for improvement in Shushan. Looking around at everyone, the white bone spirit murmured softly.

"Bai Gu, what are you talking about?" Ren Shou asked suspiciously.

"How many people are you, Qi Shuming, Drunken Daoren, Li Yingqiong, Yu Yingnan, Yan Renying, Qi Lingyun, Zhou Qingyun, how many of these people have you heard of?" said Bai Gujing.

Ren Shou thought for a while and said, "I've heard of a drunken Taoist, and I heard about it not long ago. ”

"Not long ago?"

Ren Shou said: "A few days ago, a monk called the Drunken Daoist came to Kunlun and wanted to borrow the Fengge Sword, the artifact of the Kunlun Sect, to kill the green-robed ancestor of the Baiman Mountain. The Kunlun faction refused his request, so he deliberately provoked the Kunlun sect with his words and made a bet with the Kunlun faction. It is clear that within Kunlun, among the same ranks, if there is someone who has an understanding of the Great Dao that surpasses him, then he loses, and since then he has voluntarily joined the Kunlun faction and is at his disposal. If no one surpasses him, he will lend him the Fengge Sword to kill the demons. ”

"And then?" asked the Bone Spirit.

"The Drunken Daoist defeated nine True Disciple disciples in a row, and the Xuantian Sect was ordered to compete with the Drunken Daoist, which stopped it, and the two fell into a stalemate. Ren Shou said.

The white bone spirit said, "Take me to see." ”

"It's okay to take you there, but don't mess around. Thinking of the lawless character of the white bone spirit, Ren Shou instructed.

"Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do. The White Bone Spirit said.

Immediately, Ren Shou stepped on the flying sword and took the white bone spirit to the top of a huge mountain. Just in terms of volume, this mountain is more than three times the size of Shu Mountain.

At this moment, at the top of the mountain, on the top of the wide dojo, the Taoists on the inner and outer three floors surrounded a Dao platform. On the platform, a middle-aged Taoist who was unkempt but not sloppy and a young man in purple sat opposite each other, and the two sides were arguing with each other and making witty words, constantly attacking each other's avenues.

The white bone spirit squeezed into the inner circle and whispered to a Kunlun disciple, "This senior brother, what is the situation now?"

"The two of them have been fighting for three days and three nights, and no one has beaten anyone at the moment. The disciple replied in a low voice, "However, the speed of the Xuantian Sect's senior brother's answer is getting slower and slower, and his expression is becoming more and more solemn, but the drunken Taoist has always been light and breezy. ”

"Thank you, brother. The Bone Spirit whispered, thinking of the best solution in his mind.

"I lost. A few moments later, Xuantian Sect was cornered by the words of the drunken Taoist, and said helplessly.

"Concession. The drunken Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and arched his hand.

Xuantian Sect shook his head, got up and jumped off the platform.

"Who else is coming?" the drunken Taoist asked calmly, looking around at the crowd.

Many disciples of the Kunlun sect were silent. They had witnessed this person kill ten strong men in the sect with the Great Dao, including even three elders with profound Dao practices. They know very well that with their own practice, even if they ascend to the platform, they are only bringing humiliation on themselves.

"Is there no one?" said the drunken Daoist, turning his eyes to the Kunlun Sect Leader not far from the Dao Platform: "So, can you lend me the Fengge Long Sword now?"

"Wait. Just when Kunlun was very embarrassed by this, a figure suddenly walked out of the crowd and came to the platform. Everyone looked at it clearly, this was a little girl who seemed to be only a teenager, carved in pink and jade, looking forward to it.

"What advice does the little girl have?" said the drunken man.

"Whoever wins you will surrender?" asked the Bone Spirit.

The drunken Taoist shook his head and said, "No, my purpose is the Fengge Sword." ”

The white bone spirit nodded, and suddenly turned his eyes to Kunlun Sect Leader: "Senior, how about leaving this matter to me to deal with?"

Kunlun Sect Leader looked at him with interest and said, "How are you going to solve it?"

"Seniors don't have to ask so much, just say if it's okay. The White Bone Spirit said.

"Yes. "Now in the Kunlun faction, except for himself, the rest of the people can't win the drunken Taoist in the end, and there is only this one choice in front of the Kunlun Sect.

With permission, the white bone spirit smiled slightly, summoned the skeleton flying sword, and handed it to the drunken Taoist: "Look at how this sword is." ”

The drunken Daoist took the flying sword, looked at it carefully, and a shock flashed in his eyes: "This is ...... Artifact?"

As soon as the words came out, the crowd was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the skeleton flying sword in amazement.

The white bone spirit nodded and said, "How about we make a bet between the two of us?"

"What bet?" said the drunken man.

"Compete on the avenue. The white bone spirit said: "You win me, this sword is yours." If you lose to me, you will worship me as a teacher and let me dispatch you. ”

"This girl is crazy, isn't she?"

"Competing with the drunken Daoist, did she deliberately want to give the artifact to the other party?"

"Have you ever thought about it, does it mean that she dares to say that?"

"What do you rely on? Judging from her current age, she will not be deeper than the Tao of a drunken Taoist. ”

Many Kunlun disciples were surprised by the White Bone Spirit's request and discussed it a lot.

"Are you serious?" the drunken Taoist was also stunned for a moment and said seriously.

"Of course it's true, as long as you can win me, this sword is yours. The White Bone Spirit said.

"Wait, wait, little girl, am I better than you?" said a Kunlun disciple at this moment.

"I can too. ”

"I'll come, I'll come. ”

There was a bird, and many people shouted along with it.

"You can't even compare to him, how can you challenge me?" said the White Bone Spirit shook his head and pointed at the drunken Taoist.

Kunlun disciples: "......"

This little girl is a little arrogant!