Jiang Xinyue was held by Murong Changxian with spiritual power and brought to the Sword Pavilion. Murong Changxian pushed Jiang Xinyue into the Sword Pavilion, he stood at the door and looked left and right, and saw that no one was following, so he walked into the Sword Pavilion and hurriedly closed the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Xinyue was startled, and said secretly: "This old madman doesn't have any special habits, right?"

Jiang Xinyue saw him coming, and hurriedly said, "Old Taoist, what are you going to do?" Don't come here, come over again, the master will fight with you." ”

A strange smile appeared on Murong Changxian's face, and the more Jiang Xinyue looked at it, the more she felt terrible, and she retreated in fright. Murong Changxian saw him retreating, his fingers pinched, and a touch of spiritual light came out of his fingertips and dotted on Jiang Xinyue's forehead.

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Jiang Xinyue shouted: "Okay, you old bull nose, you can kill and not be humiliated." Master, I will never grovel, I have the ability, you have a good time. ”

The aura between Murong Changxian's fingers slowly dissipated, and he slowly dropped his fingers, only then did he look at Jiang Xinyue and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't speak." Senior brother has just taught you the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique, you can take a good sense of it. ”

Murong Changxian showed a look of anticipation, and his eyes stared at Jiang Xinyue motionlessly.

Jiang Xinyue glanced at Murong Changxian and said, "You didn't lie to me?"

Murong Changxian's fingers moved slightly, trembling a little, he still had a smile on his face, and said, "Of course Senior Brother won't lie to you, Senior Brother passed on to you the most powerful swordsmanship of the Mixed Yuan Sect, Xuanqing Taiji." ”

Jiang Xinyue saw that he didn't seem to be lying, and thought that although Murong Changxian was crazy, he had never teased him, so she condensed her heart into the spiritual sea.

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Jiang Xinyue had a sword technique in his mind, about thousands of words. Jiang Xinyue read the sword trick again, and only felt that it was extremely profound, but she also felt that the sword trick was mysterious and profound, and Jiang Xinyue seemed to see an extremely powerful sword intent between the words.

"How is it, Senior Brother is right?" Murong Changxian asked with a smile on his face.

Although Jiang Xinyue knew that this swordsmanship was powerful, she wanted to deliberately anger him in her heart, and sneered: "This swordsmanship is not bad, but it is not excellent, it can only be said to be average." ”

Murong Changxian's eyes widened, and he pulled Jiang Xinyue and said, "Impossible, the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique is a supreme sword technique, how can it be ordinary?"

Jiang Xinyue was grabbed by Murong Changxian's shoulders with both hands, her shoulder blades were extremely painful, and she said angrily: "There are so many powerful swordsmanship in the world, you are just sitting in a well and watching the sky." If I name one casually, it will be more powerful than the Xuanqing Taiji swordsmanship you said. ”

Murong Changxian left Jiang Xinyue's shoulder with his palm, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you must believe me." The Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique is definitely the most powerful sword technique in the Mixed Yuan Sect, you must believe me. ”

Seeing that he cared so much about his opinion, and indeed carefully passed on the swordsmanship to him, Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but feel a little distressed for Murong Changxian, and couldn't bear to talk back to him in her heart.

Seeing that Jiang Xinyue was silent, Murong Changxian laughed and said, "Hehe...... Senior brother, you must not be able to say it, right? Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique is a supreme sword technique, haha...... "Hahahahahahahaha."

Jiang Xinyue glanced at Murong Changxian, hating and angry in her heart. He thought that he had heard Zhao Tianxue say that the Shocking Sword Technique was the first exercise of the Mixed Yuan Sect, so he sneered and said, "Hmph, just talking about the Mixed Yuan Sect, there is more than one kind of swordsmanship that surpasses Xuanqing Taiji." No matter how powerful the Xuanqing Taiji swordsmanship is, can it compare to the Thrilling Sword?"

Murong Changxian snorted twice and sneered: "What about the bullshit Amazing Sword Technique, in front of the Xuanqing Sword Technique, what is it?" Senior brother, don't worry. When you practice the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique, you will know what the Supreme Sword Technique is. ”

Jiang Xinyue said secretly: "This old madman also knows the Shocking Sword Technique, could it be that the bullshit Sword Technique he just passed on to me is really more powerful than the Shocking Flood Sword Technique?"

Jiang Xinyue was thinking about it, when suddenly Murong Changxian's face changed, and he looked out the door. Murong Changxian smiled at Jiang Xinyue and said mysteriously: "Senior brother, someone is coming, don't tell others that I handed over the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique to you." ”

Seeing him say this, Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but speak: "I didn't let you teach me, you asked me not to say that I want to say it." ”

Murong Changxian looked panicked, and said in a low voice: "Shh, if you let them know that you have learned the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique, junior brother, you will be worried about that group of bad old men." ”

Jiang Xinyue didn't believe it in her heart, she glanced at him coldly, heard movement outside the door, but stopped talking.

Someone outside the door said in a long voice: "Uncle Murong, disciple Yunyi asks to see!"

Murong Changxian's expression was indifferent, and he replied, "Senior nephew Yunyi, come in." ”

Jiang Xinyue saw five or six Taoists, wearing crane robes and walking into the main hall. Jiang Xinyue saw that the old man in the green robe who had spoken to him before was also among them, holding a handful of dust whisks in his hand.

A black-faced Taoist walked over first, and spoke: "Uncle Murong, you must not pass on the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique to this young man." ”

Jiang Xinyue heard this person's voice, it was the person who called himself Yunyi just now.

Murong Changxian laughed and said, "Senior nephew, do you really think that the old man is old and confused, how could the old man pass on the Xuanqing Wuji Sword Technique to others." ”

Yun Yi listened to Murong Changxian's words, opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and looked at the old Taoist in Tsing Yi on the side. Today's Literature Network

The old man in Tsing Yi walked up to Murong Changxian and asked with a smile, "Uncle Shi, you really didn't pass on the Xuanqing Wuji Sword Technique to this young man, did you?"

Murong Changxian's face turned cold, and he seemed to be extremely unhappy, and said, "Why, Senior Nephew Yunyi doesn't believe what the old man said, and Senior Nephew Huanglong doesn't believe it either?"

Huanglong Daoren was speechless, nodded with an embarrassed expression, and said helplessly: "How could Uncle Shi make such a joke with the juniors......? It's just that the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique is a matter of the secret of the sect, and Master Murong must not pass it on lightly. ”

Murong Changxian snorted coldly and said, "There are only two people here, me and my junior brother, I won't leak it out." And my junior brother has not practiced the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique, so you don't have to worry. ”

Huanglong Daoist was shocked when he heard this, looked at Jiang Xinyue, and said incredulously: "Senior uncle, this young man is your junior brother?"

Yun Yi and the old Taoist priest on the side also spoke: "Uncle, master...... It's not a joke, it's not a joke......"

Murong Changxian's face twitched, and wisps of sword intent emanated from him. Seeing this, the people of Huanglong Dao were startled, and their faces changed drastically.

Murong Changxian shouted, "What's the matter?

Seeing that he was angry, Huanglong Daoist hurriedly said: "Master Murong is angry, it's just that Master Uncle has never accepted disciples, so he is a little surprised. ”

Murong Changxian's expression softened and nodded slightly.

Murong Changxian turned his head to look at Jiang Xinyue and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you come over and meet the head of the Mixed Yuan Sect soon." ”

Jiang Xinyue walked over with a hard head and arched her hand: "Disciple Jiang Xinyue has seen all the uncles and uncles. ”

Murong Changxian suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, you shouted wrong. You are the same generation as me, and they should call you uncle. You just need to see Huang Long and call him the master. ”

Jiang Xinyue was stunned for a moment, and caught a glimpse of Huanglong Daoren and the others with ugly faces and whispered in a low voice. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "The first time I found out that there are some benefits to being the junior disciple of this old madman, hehe, I became the uncle of the head of the house for some reason, so if Zhao Tianxue sees me in the future, won't you call me Uncle Shi? Interesting, interesting." ”

Huanglong Daoren said with an embarrassed face: "Uncle Shi, this kind of joke is not allowed. ”

Murong Changxian glared at him and said, "When did you see me make such a joke?"

After that, Murong Changxian pulled Jiang Xinyue, glanced at Yun Yi and the others, and snorted coldly: "What? Do you look down on the old man? Do you want the old man to call you uncle, uncle?"

Huanglong Daoren, Yun Yi and the others looked at each other, and finally gritted their teeth and shouted at Jiang Xinyue: "The disciple has seen Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi ......"

Jiang Xinyue was still thinking in her heart just now that a high rank is a beautiful thing, but now she is called Uncle Shi by a group of old men with gray beards, old monsters, Uncle Shi, but she is a little embarrassed in her heart.

Jiang Xinyue smiled awkwardly, looked at the Huanglong Daoist and said, "Head, the disciple's name is Jiang Xinyue. The seniors don't have to salute, and the juniors can't afford it. ”

Huanglong Daoist looked at Jiang Xinyue and said with a smile: "Little Senior Uncle, since you are already here with your uncle, you are also a member of my Mixed Yuan Sect. In a moment you can go to the registration hall and get your ID token and some accommodation supplies. ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded, and looked at the Huanglong Daoist with a strange expression. This "little uncle" made Jiang Xinyue feel a little comfortable and embarrassed.

Murong Changxian looked at everyone gathered around, and said with a smile: "Ladies and nephews, it's not too early. The old man is also going to meditate and practice, so why don't you come back another day!"

Huanglong Daoren nodded and said, "In this way, the junior will leave." ”

Yun Yi and the others also followed behind the Huanglong Dao people and left the Sword Pavilion.

After leaving the Sword Pavilion, Yun Yi couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother in charge, is this senior uncle crazy again?

"That's right, I'm one hundred and two years old, and I want to call a hairy boy uncle. ”

"I really don't know what Uncle Shi thinks?"

Huanglong Daoren sighed, and said quietly: "Uncle Shi's temper, you don't know it. There is no way to change what his old man has decided. ”

Yun Yi sighed and said, "Alas, senior brother in charge, the heart of defense is indispensable." I didn't know what the origin of this kid was, so he left him with his uncle, and he lived in the Sword Pavilion. ”

Huanglong Daoren shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi's cultivation is unfathomable, far beyond what you and I can imagine, no matter what the origin of this kid is, he shouldn't be able to hurt Uncle Shi." But what you said also makes sense, so let's find a chance to test Jiang Xinyue. ”

Seeing that everyone nodded, Huanglong Daoren said, "This matter has to be like this. ”

Huanglong Daoist glanced at the location of the Sword Pavilion, smiled bitterly, and sighed.