The purple-clothed young man came up from the jade steps, his expression was calm, and his eyes were lowered. This appearance is three points respectful, and there is a bit of arrogance that is unwilling to bow down.

As soon as Zhaoming Sword Monarch saw this person, the fire in his heart rose uncontrollably.

How familiar is this? I used to worry that the two people were not similar enough, but now I hate this kind of similarity! In particular, after the traitor disappeared, the images of the two people became more and more similar, from appearance to action, and even temperament.

"Sword Lord." Xu Zheng bowed his head and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant. This kind of composure was something he didn't have before, I don't know when Lu Dao began, and his behavior is getting closer and closer to Xu Yi.

"Haven't had the early peaks yet? When will it break through the mid-term? As soon as he opened his mouth, he said this, with a sense of rebuke.

Xu Zheng was surprised, he didn't have to work hard to get married, and Zhaoming Jianjun was still very happy at that time, saying that he was blue. Forming a Yuan Infant in his early three hundreds, for sword cultivation, is extremely rare, and the last instance was more than a thousand years ago, the real person who was the same as him was the body of the sword heart.

Now, he has been married for less than a hundred years, not far from the peak, and his cultivation speed is already very fast, why is Zhaoming Sword Monarch still dissatisfied?

Xu Zheng didn't contradict it, I don't know when Lu Dao started, in front of Zhaoming Sword Monarch, he was no longer as unscrupulous as before, but respectful with a bit of awe, no matter what the other party said, he silently endured it.

“…… Kenshin still needs to be sharpened, and after more than ten years, it should be possible to try to break through. Xu Zheng replied.

With this answer, Zhaoming Jianjun was obviously dissatisfied: "Can't you advance it?" ”

Xu Zheng thought about it and shook his head: "If you advance it, I'm just afraid that the sword heart will be unstable......"

Zhaoming Sword Monarch's face fell.

Xu Zheng hesitated. Still asked: "Sword Monarch." Is something wrong? ”

Zhaoming Sword Monarch snorted. said: "Maybe it's a good thing for you! That 'friend' of yours is said to have broken through the late stage! ”

Xu Zheng was stunned. He could hear that the word friend was sarcastic, and what Jianjun said was...... Cheng Lingyu? There are very few people who can be friends with Xu Zheng, and she is the only one who will be treated like this by Jianjun.

It turns out that she is already in the late stage? Really......

Xu Zheng silently calculated in his heart. It's only been more than 30 years since the discovery of the Lotus Terrace Society.

Counting the time, she should indeed be in the late stage, if it can't reach the late stage, the Liantai bet has no hope of winning at all.

She really said what she said, and those words sounded arrogant at the beginning, and almost no one believed them, but the facts verified her words little by little.

In the late Yuan Infant period, before two hundred years of arrival, she broke through the late stage. Is it amazing talent, or is it perseverance? Was revenge really that important to her......

looked at Xu Zheng's face with a happy and sad expression. Zhaoming Sword Monarch didn't know whether to be angry or relieved. Angry at his heart, relieved that he still remembered where he came from.

"What, happy?"

Xu Zheng heard the storm that had accumulated in Zhaoming Sword Monarch's voice, and bowed his head and was silent.

He didn't know if he was happy, but when he heard Zhaoming Jianjun's words, his mood was inexplicably low.

The meeting of the lotus platform is coming, and she is late again, and a duel is inevitable.

There are two sides in this duel, one is his respected ancestors, and the other is his only friend, but he is powerless to stop it......

Zhaoming Sword Monarch didn't know how to say his helplessness, but he just felt angry. His favorite junior, but he is courting his enemies!

"Do you think that she is a queen, and that bet has a chance to win? If Benjun is defeated, it is better to abdicate and make way for Xian, and he won't live for a few years anyway! ”

Xu Zheng put away the expression on his face, and said solemnly: "Grandson didn't think so, if it was possible......"

If possible, he wants the people he respects most to be safe until he sits down, and he wants the friends he cares about to get his wish......

But this is a contradiction, and the two cannot coexist. If Lingyu wins, the Zhaoming Sword Monarch will abandon his cultivation and will not be able to leave the Zixiao Sword Sect for the rest of his life, and his reputation over the years will be ruined. And if Zhaoming Sword Monarch wins, Lingyu will have to hand over his life......

Zhaoming Sword Monarch looked at him silently, understood the meaning of his words, and was so angry that he was helpless.

Since becoming a great cultivator of the Empress Yuan and taking charge of the Zixiao Sword Sect, the Zhaoming Sword Monarch can almost be said to be overpowering Ling Cang. So far, there are only two things that make him feel powerless, one is Xu Zheng's betrayal, and the other is Xu Zheng's transformation.

A chess piece that was raised by his own hands and was related to the future of the Xu family and the future of the Zixiao Sword Sect, in the end, he couldn't control it and betrayed it. There is also an heir who has been pampered like a jewel since he was a child and arranged all his futures, but he is separated from himself!

Xu Regent's betrayal only made Zhaoming Sword Monarch angry, because he didn't have much affection for Xu Regent. But Xu Zheng's change made Zhaoming Jianjun feel sad.

He looked at Xu Zheng in front of him, and felt in a trance that the person who raised him was not himself, but Xu Rebellious, the traitor!

Since Xu Wei disappeared, Xu Zheng has become more and more alienated from him, and he is no longer the pampered but obedient child he used to be.

Zhaoming Sword Monarch suddenly lost all interest.

The knife that hurts others is often handed over to the hand of the person you love, and he stabs herself. Because I care, I hurt people.

He waved his hand: "Go, I hope that when the meeting of the lotus platform comes, you are already in the middle of the middle." ”

Xu Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhaoming Sword Monarch.

His eyes instantly made Zhaoming Sword Monarch angry!

"Put away your worries! If you really care, how can you be friends with that person? Don't let Benjun go down yet! ”

Xu Zheng lowered his head, was silent, saluted him, and turned to leave.

Zhaoming Sword Monarch closed his eyes, as if he wanted to ease his emotions, and finally his anger could not be vented, and he slapped his palm on the stone case, shattering violently.

At this time, Lingyu was watching the cloud platform, reporting his whereabouts to the master.

Wei Wuyi went out at the invitation of a friend, and when she returned from a long trip, she could only report to her ancestor first.

Canghua Zhenren was in retreat a few days ago, so he, the ancestor, was the most embarrassed to learn that Lingyu had broken through the Yuan.

Finding that Lingyu had returned from the ranks, Canghua Zhenren was stunned at first and overjoyed to inherit. After the worst, he cried again.

Lingyu knew that the Dao master was happy and angry. See him react like this. Dumbfounding.

Stunned, she suddenly went so smoothly in the late stage, and the happy thing was that Guanyun Peak was in the same vein, and finally came out of the Yuanhou monk, crying that the disciples and grandsons were all in the late stage, but he, the ancestor, was still stuck in the middle stage.

Crying and crying. Canghua Zhenren wiped his face and said: "That kid has no queen Yuan, he lost to his apprentice, hehe, I'm not the one who is embarrassed!" ”

"......" Lingyu thought silently in her heart, Master Shizu, compared to his own apprentice, is he really a big husband?

Canghua Zhenren didn't feel it at all, sat down complacently, and said, "How is it." What's the takeaway this time? ”

This time it was really rewarding. Lingyu began to dig things out of her storage magic weapon, digging and digging. Canghua Zhenren opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it.

"You...... Have you moved the sect's treasury? ”

Lingyu blinked and said, "Yes, the disciple accidentally entered the ruins of an ancient sect and found a storehouse......

Canghua Zhenren almost choked on his own saliva! He's just making an analogy, but it's true?

Lingyu roughly reported her trip to Xingluo Sea to Canghua Zhenren, and finally said, "That's pretty much it." This time I was able to break through the late stage, in fact, I still took advantage of it, and I am afraid that it will take time to slowly consolidate the foundation in the future. ”

"Afraid of what?" Canghua Zhenren waved his hand nonchalantly, "As long as you break through the hurdle of the Yuan Hou, it will be easy to do." You're still young, and you have time. ”

Lingyu went to visit several elders of the manifestation real person before, and they said the same thing.

What Yuanying Monk was most afraid of was that he couldn't get over this hurdle, because he couldn't cross this hurdle with the help of pills, and he couldn't even find the reason.

For example, Canghua Zhenren, such as Xianxuan Zhenren, such as Gu Zhenren, several of them are impeccable in terms of qualifications and temperament, and the age of the middle stage of promotion is not very large, but they can't cross the Yuan Hou, and they have been stumbling so far.

Before Lingyu felt the bottleneck, she broke through the Yuan Hou, and she didn't know how envious they were.

"By the way, the apprentice grandson also brought someone back." Lingyu said.

Canghua Zhenren didn't care: "Bring it back, bring it back, you are now a monk of the Yuan Dynasty, and the future Taibai Sect, you are the first monk, you can do whatever you want." ”

If it was an ordinary person, of course Lingyu didn't need to report it, but ......

"Master, let's see each other, right?"

Seeing that she insisted, Canghua Zhenren did not object again: "Okay." ”

Lingyu sent a note, and not long after, Xu Yue entered the Guanyuntai Cave Mansion under the leadership of his disciple.

"Poof-" Canghua Zhenren was drinking tea, glanced at Xu Yue, and a mouthful of tea squirted out.

"You...... When did you have a baby? It's still growing so big! ”

"......" Lingyu was speechless.

Xu Yue's face did not change, and she saluted to Canghua Zhenren: "Xu Yue meets Canghua Zhenren." ”

"Surname Xu?" Canghua Zhenren glared at Lingyu, "Wasn't you born?" ”

Lingyu gritted her teeth: "Can I give birth?" She and Xu Yi did not officially become Taoist couples.

Canghua Zhenren blinked, looked at Xu Yue, and then looked at her: "The surname is Xu, and he looks like you, why wasn't he born by you?" ”

Lingyu was weak: "Master, you don't look at her cultivation, do I have that time to give birth to a child?" ”

As soon as Xu Yue came in, Canghua Zhenren was attracted by her appearance, and only then did she react: "Oh...... ...... middle of the Yuan Infant

Even according to the cultivation time of Lingyu, the middle of the Yuan Infant was already three hundred years old, and at that time, ...... Her dantian is shattered, and she is still lying down, and she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead!

"And who is she?"

It was Xu Yue herself who answered: "Back to the real person, the name of the master of the younger generation is Xu Shun." ”

If you are called a master, you are a servant.

Canghua Zhenren was stunned. In the middle of the Yuan Infant, he was still a servant...... No, when that kid jumped off the abyss, wasn't he still a baby?

He looked at Lingyu in surprise: "Who is that...... Not dead? ”

Lingyu smiled slightly and said softly, "Yes, he is still alive." (To be continued......)

PS: Seven hundred chapters! Tomorrow night's plane will check out during the day, so it's hard to say if you can catch the update. If there is no update, don't be surprised, it will be made up the day after tomorrow.