Chapter 7 Dissatisfied? Look at the sword
Behind him, five more people came.
"Sect Master, I, Qing Xuanfeng, disagree with this yellow-haired girl as our honorary sect master."
The man is the peak master of Qingxuan Peak, he looked at Hua Weiming with great dissatisfaction, how can this woman, who is undoubtedly weak and unable to help the wind, serve as the honorary sect master of Qingxuan Sect.
"I have been the peak master of Qingxuan Peak for fifty years, and I have cultivated countless excellent disciples, and my cultivation is comparable to me besides the sect master.
As the first peak of Qingxuanzong and the peak with the largest number of people, I am dedicated to my duties, and everyone here recognizes it, right?
But now suddenly there is an honorary sect master on my head, I Qingxuanfeng is not convinced, I am not convinced! ”
The Peak Master of Qingxuan Peak said very arrogantly, but the Sect Master of Qingxuan Sect didn't pay attention to it, he still wanted to play prestige in front of him and question his decision as the sect master?
"The peak master of Qingxuan Peak has indeed been tired over the years, but the ancestral training can't be changed, Hua Weiming she pulled out the Qingxuan sword, according to the ancestral training, she naturally serves as the honorary sect master of our Qingxuan Sect, or do you think it is inappropriate for me to serve as the sect master? Want to be the suzerain? ”
The sect master of Qingxuanzong asked, and then said: "You are right, because of you, Qingxuanzong is here, even if it is declining now, it still has a certain status in the world of cultivating immortals."
But don't the peak masters of the other peaks not fulfill their duties? Each mountain peak has its own duties, so that Qing Xuanzong has today's status, even if it declines, it is not completely decayed.
If you don't even follow the ancestral precepts, then our Qingxuanzong is still Qingxuanzong? ”
The Sect Master of Qingxuan Sect was speechless once, the Peak Master of Qingxuan Peak was speechless, this was an ancestral teaching, and it was also a fact, but his face was still very dissatisfied, but he had nothing to say.
Do you want Hua Weiming to be the suzerain? That's even more impossible, even the Sect Master of the Qing Xuan Sect wouldn't be willing, so he could only assume the position of an honorary Sect Master!
"Master, he is not convinced by you, or shall I teach him a lesson for you?" Qing Xuanjian's voice reached Hua Weiming's ears.
Suddenly, Hua Weiming was so frightened that he lost the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, but fortunately, the Qingxuan Sword could fly, so he didn't fall to the ground and make a sound.
"Master, I am the Qingxuan Sword Spirit, you don't have to be afraid." The voice came again, looking at the Qingxuan Sword that flew back, Hua Weiming also confirmed that the voice just now was not a ghost, so he let go of the big stone that was nervous in his heart a little.
"His strength is only below the sect master, are you sure you won't be bent by him?" Hua Weiming asked softly to Qing Xuanjian.
"Master, you have to believe me, don't look at me, let you see my true strength now." Qing Xuanjian swore in response, and then exuded a terrifying aura on its body.
"I heard you're not convinced?"
"Look at the sword."
Qing Xuan Sword actively simulated Hua Weiming's voice, and it itself was actively in Hua Weiming's hands.
"You dare to disagree with a little girl who has no cultivation, is it really easy to mess with Lao Tzu? I don't follow this rule. The peak master of Qingxuan Peak was also angry, and he was originally unhappy in his heart, but this Hua Weiming ignited the anger in his heart.
"I didn't say that." Hua Weiming originally wanted to explain, but her body was no longer under her control, and she couldn't help but stab out a gorgeous sword.
"Hahaha, where are you stabbing little girl? I'm here. ”
As soon as the words fell, it was when the peak master of Qingxuan Peak was proud. There was a loud "boom", and a large hole appeared in the wall outside, through which you could see the night of the forest outside.
The leaves of the trees in the moonlight were rubbing, and the sound of rustling was heard.