Perhaps only by worshipping the Langya Sword Palace can we truly get rid of the calamity!

Situ Ling's eyes flashed, and she sighed in her heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A calamity person like her wants to worship the Xuantian Sect, which has become a luxury.

Thinking of this, Situ Ling had no doubts, and faced Dao Ling's sharp gaze like a sword, his lips opened lightly, and he wanted to agree.

"Dao Lingxu, what you said is too much, the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body is terrifying, but except for your Langya Sword Palace, I Xuantian Sect dares to accept it, and I will have to fight with you if I can't say it!"

Broken sorrow smiled faintly and said leisurely.

Seeing that Situ Ling was about to open his mouth to agree, but he didn't expect to be interrupted by Broken Sorrow at the critical moment, Dao Lingxu's face turned cold, although he didn't know why Broken Sorrow had to compete with him for the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body, but the matter was big, but he couldn't tolerate the slightest mistake.

"Breaking the sect master's breath, I want to know, what is the method of Xuantian Sect to avoid the catastrophe, you must know that if you do this, you are simply gambling with the foundation of the entire Xuantian Sect, and if you are not careful, it will be a monstrous disaster!"

Dao Ling suppressed his anger and said coldly, he was afraid of breaking his sorrow and making a mistake on the spur of the moment, but he had to patiently remind him of the consequences.

Dao Lingxu firmly believed that under the whole world, except for the Zhou Tian Xinghe Sword Formation of the Langya Sword Palace, which could block the calamity, there was no other way in the world that was feasible.

How terrifying the catastrophe is, others don't know, but as the young palace master of Langya Sword Palace, he knows something about it.

The Star River Sword Emperor stayed in the Nirvana Realm for more than 3,000 years, once every thousand years, and after nine tribulations before he could ascend to immortality.

However, the Immortal Dao Tribulation was too terrifying, as strong as the Xinghe Sword Emperor was not sure about it, and he was unwilling to reincarnate and rebuild, and after surviving the first tribulation, he hid in the Zhou Tian Xinghe Sword Array, and it has been more than two thousand years now.

For more than two thousand years, there is the protection of the Zhou Tian Xinghe Sword Array, although there is no calamity to descend, but the Dao cultivation of the Xinghe Sword Emperor has not advanced an inch so far, and can only defend the sword array day after day, year after year, waiting for the final reincarnation of the army.

"In this world, in addition to the Zhou Tian Xinghe Sword Array, which can block calamities, there is another kind of person who can be fearless of disasters, that is, people who have great luck and good fortune. Duan Chou glanced at Dao Lingxu and said lightly.

"Poof"

The drunken Taoist turned over and spit out a mouthful of wine syrup, sat on the green rock, and grinned: "Brother Broken, you don't want to say that you are the one with great luck and good fortune, right?"

Hearing this, he nodded indifferently and said, "That's right, it's not just me, even a few disciples under my sect who are not successful are all people with excellent lives and good luck, but Situ Ling's entry into my Xuantian Sect is just right." ”

Just kidding! I'm worried that it is also a character who has been systematically identified and is full of good fortune, and if he accepts a body of calamity as a disciple, it shouldn't be a big problem.

As for Lin Xiaoyuan and Wu Yue, he is not even worried, the two sons of destiny with the halo of the protagonist are essentially the same level as Situ Ling, I am afraid that even if he is killed, these two boys will not have any.

Wu Yue touched his head a little embarrassed when he heard this, Lin Xiaoyuan smiled faintly, showing calmness, the entire Xuantian Sect, including Wu Yue, now there are three people in total, except for a few halls on Fangcun Mountain, there is no foundation to defeat at all.

Hearing this, everyone around Gu rolled their eyes, not to mention that Ling Xuan and the other real people didn't believe it, even those disciples who had passed it on to themselves, as well as the immortal disciples who had not yet officially started, would not believe it, and they were speechless in their hearts, thinking that Xuan Xuan was deliberately prevaricating everyone.

Only Situ Ling looked at Duan Chou in a daze, seeing that his face was indifferent and confident, but for some reason he was willing to believe what Duan Chou said.

"Situ Ling, do you recognize me?" ignored everyone, looked at Situ Ling with a smile on his face, and asked lightly.

The same question, to Situ Ling's ears, is very different from the two before and after.

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Situ Ling nodded with a pink face, and said softly: "I know it, my predecessor is the master of Xuantian Sect, that day, I encountered a great disaster at sea, or my predecessor came to the rescue, Situ Ling didn't dare to forget it for a day." ”

glanced at the little girl with some doubts, and seemed to have guessed something, Situ Ling was generous and generous when talking to others, neither humble nor arrogant, but when facing herself, she seemed a little twisted and shy.

This kind of appearance is clearly the girl Huaichun, and she has a hazy affection for him. If you can't see it, you've really lived two lives in vain.

In this regard, he can only smile bitterly in his heart, he clearly wants to accept others as apprentices, but he doesn't have the old cow to eat tender grass and engage in master-apprentice love, and he really has to find a chance to explain this matter in the future, of course, it is extremely beneficial to him now.

The thoughts in his heart turned around, his face was silent, he smiled and asked leisurely: "Although my Xuantian Sect is not as grand as the Langya Sword Palace, I am not weaker than others in terms of swordsmanship. ”

"Just now you also heard what I said to Dao Lingxu, now, let me ask you again, Situ Ling, I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

"Situ Ling, I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

In Situ Ling's mind, this sentence can be described as a hundred turns and thousands of times constantly echoing, seeing that what she has been thinking about recently is finally coming true, she only feels that all this is like being in a dream, if it is really a dream, she is willing to sleep for a long time.

"Hmph, Situ Ling, you have to think clearly, you have a calamity, it will only bring calamity to others, if you reject my Langya Sword Palace, it is tantamount to cutting off your own path, and it may not be a good thing for others or yourself. ”

The dragon pattern ancient sword behind Dao Lingxu trembled and hummed, and there was a hidden sword aura, and he said with an indifferent and cold face, his words were like a sword, and there was a hidden threat.

As soon as his face turned cold, he wanted to refute it, but at this time, Situ Ling suddenly spoke, and his voice was as soft as the wind, and it spread all around him in an instant.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned, and their eyes looking at Situ Ling were full of shock and puzzlement.

"I have no intention of immortality, and I have no intention of causing disasters to others, I only want to be free in this life, although the Langya Sword Palace is good, but after all, it is not what I want, if I don't give up on my predecessors, Situ Ling is willing to worship under the Xuantian Sect and seek great freedom!"

When the words fell, Situ Ling faced the sorrow, knelt on the Qingyu Avenue, and waited for the sorrowful answer.

"Situ Ling wants to worship the host as a teacher, do you agree?"

The cold and sluggish mechanical voice in his mind sounded again, and at this time, it sounded like a heavenly sound, and he smiled and bowed his head slightly.

"Disciple Situ Ling, meet the master!"

Seeing that she nodded sadly, Situ Ling did not hesitate at the moment, called the master, bowed down and kowtowed three times, and had already performed the teacher salute.