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"Because I want to!" Zhuang Yichen smiled, the masked man was dead, and his eyes widened and he died regretfully. Zhuang Yichen opened the Hengjian Gate one by one, and the four true disciples died silently, but they were quickly pressed down by bullets inside the door.

And the prestige of Zhuang Yichen, the eldest disciple of the North Peak True Transmission, doesn't know when it began to become louder and louder.

"Senior Brother Zhuang actually killed the evil Jiao by the Weishui River! It's really amazing, it is said that several first-class masters want to remove the harm and are swallowed alive by the evil Jiao!"

"Senior Brother Zhuang defeated the three true disciples of the Southern Sword Sect, it's really relieving!" "The Southern Thousand Sect is the old feud of the Hengjian Sect, and it has been fighting endlessly for thousands of years.

"Senior Brother Zhuang entered the Snow Mountain and was favored by the Snow Mountain Saintess, but he drifted away, and even the Snow Mountain Saintess, one of the top ten beauties in martial arts, couldn't keep his heart!"

Zhuang Yichen rode on a small black donkey, his five fingers clenched the long sword, and he refused to relax at all.

After coming out to travel for the past few months, his luck was simply so good that it was against the sky! All kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, pills that increased cultivation and true qi were automatically sent to the door.

Even if you inadvertently take two more steps, you can find a good 500-year-old ginseng plant. He knew in his heart that these were all the halos that belonged to the protagonist, and his luck was against the sky. And those top ten beauties seem to want money, and they have to be posted upside down one after another.

This made Zhuang Yichen too late to even run. Because he is worried that if he has feelings for the women of this world, after getting married and having children, his memory of the original world will be slowly affected, and even doubted by himself.

There is no book about martial arts, so Zhuang Yichen understands that after he gets out of the virtual realm, these things are all in the past.

Even if he can cultivate to the shattered void, what realm should be out of the void realm is still what realm.

Hengjian Sect's martial arts performance at the end of the year is an annual event, and more importantly, the four peaks peak master and the people of the main lineage should select some true disciples and inner disciples at this time.

When Zhuang Yichen returned to Hengjian Gate, he was greeted like a hero, which was not an edict from the elders, but a spontaneous organization by the disciples.

Of course, there is not a single true disciple here, after all, the Four Peaks Peak Lord and the elders have just lost some face, and now their anger has not disappeared.

However, there is another bad news waiting for him, the Lord of the North Peak is seriously ill and dying.

In a fine house on the North Peak, Zhuang Yichen looked at the thin skeleton-like Lord of the North Peak on the bed, and he also felt a little angry in his heart.

Although the old drunkard is a heavy drinker, he is actually quite modest. And he is one step away from being a first-class master to a top master, how can he be seriously ill.

As if feeling Zhuang Yichen's breath, the drunkard master opened his eyes with difficulty, and grinned when he saw Zhuang Yichen: "You're finally back!"

He wanted to laugh, but his expression looked more like crying at this point.

"The apprentice is not filial, so that the master suffers!" Zhuang Yichen knelt down on his knees, with tears in his eyes. Although the drunkard master scolded him fiercely, he could sense his concern and expectation for himself.

"Hehe, I did it on purpose! Because I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" the drunkard master smiled very happily, but with his face at this time, it was enough to scare a large number of people to death.

Zhuang Yichen was a little surprised, but he was not surprised! Because the drunkard master's intention to die had already been reflected.

But his decision is not the same as being poisoned! the former is personal freedom, while the latter is absolutely unforgivable.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little selfish!, but, after I'm gone, please take good care of the North Peak!" The drunkard master took out a sign from his arms, which was the identity token of the lord of the North Peak of the Hengjian Gate.

"Do you know why I didn't accept the second True Disciple?" The drunkard master looked at Zhuang Yichen and suddenly showed a loving look.

Zhuang Yichen's heart moved, thinking of the drunkard's meticulous care from childhood to adulthood, which was beyond the scope of master and apprentice.

But he didn't get an answer, because the drunkard master quickly left with a happy smile.

According to the rules of the Hengjian Sect, once the Lord of the Four Peaks passes away, one person will be selected among his true disciples.

The rest of the inner and outer disciples had a chance to choose freely. So in less than an hour, many of the inner disciples left, and in the end there were only five people left.

As for the outer disciples, they were running even faster, and there were only two people left. Although Zhuang Yichen's prestige is now rising, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the Elder! Therefore, Beifeng will be annexed sooner or later, and it is the right time to leave now.

However, at the same time, many people's hearts were sour, because Zhuang Yichen took over as the lord of the North Peak, which was equivalent to announcing that the old peak lord had passed away.

"The seven of you will be the true disciples of my Beifeng from now on! I will accept apprentices on behalf of my teacher, and you still call me senior brother!" Zhuang Yichen said to the disciples who remained.

He hadn't guessed how he was going to get out of this realm yet, but there was one key question he couldn't get around.

Only by standing at the top of this world can you be qualified to go out of this realm.

The seven disciples who stayed behind were very surprised, and they never dreamed that the choice they made because of their loyalty could become the true disciples of Yifeng.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, Senior Uncle Boss asked you to go to the main hall!" A true disciple suddenly appeared, and he seemed to Zhuang Yichen in a tone of command.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yichen raised his eyes to look at him, but quickly lowered his head again! The person who had just touched the edge of the first-class master and was provoking everywhere thought that Tianlaozi was the first and he was the second.

"It's not up to you to know what is going on, so it's better to hurry over and avoid the anger of the master!" the true disciple sneered.

"I've taken over as the lord of the North Peak, even if it's the head of the sect, don't talk to me like that!" Zhuang Yichen looked at him quietly, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"The old drunkard is dead?" said the True Disciple in amazement, and the sword light that soared into the sky suddenly burst out at this time, and by the time he realized it, one of his wrists had been cut off.

"How can the ancestor allow you to blaspheme!" Zhuang Yichen had already drifted away, leaving only the true disciple's eyes trembling.

His strength is already close to that of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and even the elder can't let him break a wrist without resistance like this.

In the main hall of Hengjian Gate, the three peak masters were arguing over the interests of the North Peak.

The door master looked at them, a sneer on his lips. Quarrel, the more fierce the noise, the better, if the three peaks are hugged, the main vein will also feel a headache.