Three days later, early in the morning.

The first rays of dawn shone on the magnificent hall of the Lingxiao faction.

The white brick temple looks particularly holy in the sunlight.

Long Xingyun sat on a tall white stone chair in the middle of the main hall. His expression was uncertain, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried. Although his hands have been fought for a long time, they are still very well maintained. It was supposed to be a pair of hands that should have written and played the piano, but now they were pressed on the hilt of a sword that could be unsheathed at any moment.

There were five white-haired elders and six personal disciples standing under him, all with the same expressions, the same silence, and the same vigilance.

Why did they gather here early in the morning?

Why do they look so good?

Why are they silent?

The reason is simple, just one person.

A young master, a young master who even Long Xingyun admires.

Although this person is still young, his people and his swordsmanship are enough to shake the entire martial arts.

Who can despise such a person, and who dares to despise it?

Who is this person?

Of course, it's Feng Jiutian!

"You're here?"

"I'm coming."

"You're punctual."

"I've always been punctual."

"I read you right, you are a man of integrity."

"Of course I'm a man of integrity. I think the dragon seniors are also honest people. ”

"The old man is naturally too."

"Then where is the "Thirteen Swords of Zhutian"?"

"Of course I can give you "The Thirteen Swords of Zhutian", but ......"

"But what?"

"With your current internal strength, you can't practice the Thirteen Swords of Zhutian at all, and it's in vain to get it."

"Don't bother with the seniors. As long as I can get it, I will definitely be able to do it! ”

"So confident?"

"I've always been confident."

"You're so capable, just take it!"

Long Xingyun said and took out a simple cheatbook and spread it in his palm.

He looked at Feng Jiutian quietly with a smile, just like a god or Buddha looking at a believer.

This smile was originally kind, but Feng Jiutian's eyes were full of contempt and play.

Only people who don't see themselves in their eyes will still smile so brightly at this moment.

Feng Jiutian is a proud person.

He can accept being defeated and killed, but he can't accept one thing, that is, someone despises him, even if he is as strong as a dragon, he is not qualified to be an exception!

He wanted to snatch the cheats and let everyone in the world know that he was no worse than Long Xingyun, but when he looked at Long Xingyun's smile, he felt dizzy in his head, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Don't you want "The Thirteen Swords of Zhutian"? Get it yourself...... Come and get it......"

Long Xingyun's voice penetrated his soul, and his eyes blurred, and the sky swirled.

"I'm going to make this book!"

Feng Jiutian's tone was still very firm, so firm that the nine cows couldn't pull it back.

He walked towards Long Xingyun step by step. But his steps are getting slower and slower, and his steps are faltering.

There may be martial arts in this world that confuse the mind, but there are very few people who can do it.

However, internal force suppression can achieve this, and it is the most powerful one.

Any martial art that confuses the mind has a way to crack it, but this one can't be cracked at all.

At this time, Feng Jiutian had already entered the middle of the day.

His legs were like lead, and every step was difficult.

But he still moved forward, no matter how difficult it was, he wouldn't stop, never!

Feng Jiutian is an arrogant person, and arrogant people are often very persistent.

For the sake of their goals, no matter how difficult it is, they will never look back!

Everyone present looked at Feng Jiutian's slowly moving figure, and their hearts were very complicated.

Admiration? Commiseration? Disdain?

Maybe it's all or maybe it's neither.

But Feng Jiutian doesn't care about anyone's opinions, and never will.

Who in this world can really understand a person?

Often, not even himself.

So why care about what others think?

Everything they say is right and wrong.

Everything does not have to be explained, all explanations are superfluous.

Go with your heart, and you will be on the right path......

After a long time, Feng Jiutian finally arrived in front of Long Xingyun.

He reached out and wanted to take the cheats.

But the moment he touched the cheats, his brows furrowed even tighter.

There is an extremely strong internal force in this secret book, fierce as fire, vast as an abyss.

Under the attraction of internal force, the cheats seem to grow in the palm of Long Xingyun, which is extremely strong and difficult to shake.

Feng Jiutian's hand was on top of the cheats, and the hands of the two were pressed together through the cheats.

Soon, Feng Jiutian's hands began to tremble, and sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

He looked at Long Xingyun, and Long Xingyun was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two were like torches, sharp as knives.

"Old man, I see that you can't take this cheat book today."

"If you can't take it, then I won't go either!"

"You're not leaving?"

"That's right, I'm not leaving."

"Then it looks like you can't leave!"

With Long Xingyun's voice, the internal force under the cheats became more and more pure and strong.

Feng Jiu Angel has ten successes, but he still can't shake it.

He held on for a moment, but his hand flicked away, and with it, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But Feng Jiutian would not admit defeat, he put his hand on the cheats again, but his hand was quickly bounced away again, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

He tried again and again, and was frustrated again and again.

Feng Jiutian still hasn't given up, as long as he still has a breath left, he won't give up!

Huang Haotian couldn't stand it, and took a few steps forward to grab Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look at Huang Haotian who was pulling him.

"Brother Feng, don't be obsessed anymore! Does it have to be? ”

"It has to be!"

"Why bother?"

"It has to be!"

"Do you think you're Master's opponent?"

"Maybe not, but cheats are a must!"

"Brother Feng, you better go down the mountain and cultivate for a few more years!"

"I said, no cheats today, never go down the mountain!"

"You're going to die here!"

"So whatever!"

"What's the matter?"

"What's the matter!"

Huang Haotian couldn't bear it, but he was helpless.

"Brother Feng, you can do it yourself......"

Everyone was a little unbearable, but they were helpless.

On the one hand, he is the head of the mountain, and on the other hand, he is a young man who is not afraid of life and death.

Who can they persuade? Who can you persuade?

At this time, Long Lingxue, who was cold and arrogant, suddenly spoke.

Her voice was as cold as her people, like an iceberg for a thousand years.

"Feng Jiutian, don't be delusional to defeat my father."

"I'm not delusional!"

"Let's go, then."

"I'm here to receive the reward. If you don't get the reward, you won't leave! ”

"If you want to receive the reward, you can change the requirements."

"The husband has a word, and the horse is difficult to chase, how can he change it!"

"You're a big husband?"

"Isn't it?"

"Then do you know what a husband is?"

"Naturally, we will do what we say, punish adultery and eliminate evil, and serve the country and the people!"

"Should we talk about benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and faith?"

"Naturally, I want to talk about it!"

"I only know how to work hard, what qualifications do you have to say that you are wise, and how can you talk about a husband?"

"I'm not wise? Do you have a way? ”

"Of course, the easiest way to do it!"

"What's the solution?"

"Join the faction."

"Joining?"

"Join the faction!"

Feng Jiutian's brows were tightly locked, and everyone could see his entanglement and hesitation.

But no one knew why he was entangled and hesitant.

Is he afraid that Long Xingyun will not accept himself? Scruples? Still not convinced?

No one knew all this except Feng Jiutian himself.

Long Xingyun said slowly: "If you join the faction, the old man is willing to accept you." ”

Feng Jiutian didn't say a word, only stared at Long Xingyun's eyes.

At this time, the atmosphere is extremely urgent.

Everything was only in Feng Jiutian's thoughts......

After a long time, Feng Jiutian finally knelt down in front of Long Xingyun.

"Are you willing to join my Lingxiao faction?"

"I do."

"For the sake of "Thirteen Swords of Zhutian"?"

"That's right."

"Excellent! People who have dreams often make rapid progress! ”

"Then I must be the fastest progressing in the entire Lingxiao Sect!"

"Haha, the old man is waiting for you to take away the "Thirteen Swords of Zhutian"!"

"I won't keep you waiting!"

"I believe in you!"

The Lingxiao faction is the most upright sect in the world, and every disciple is not an idle person.

Feng Jiutian was naturally even more not, and mediocrity seemed to have nothing to do with him forever.

He is always so proud at all times, and his martial arts are so shocking.

Caifeng is not a cage thing, just wait for the wind and clouds to rise, and there will be nine days of shock!