Chapter Eighty-Six: The Sect Master Summons

"Heavenly Sword Sect's inner disciple Xie Tingfeng has seen the three elders!" Xie Tingfeng only knew the second elder and the third elder, and when he saw that the eldest elder was in person, how dare he slack off, so he hurriedly bowed down and saluted. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] "Le "Text" Novel lxs520.com

"Xie Tingfeng, is it because you have angered the Heavenly Sword?" Li Qingtian looked majestic.

"Great Elder, does Heavenly Sword often get angry like this?" Xie Tingfeng asked.

"This is the first time in the history of the Heavenly Sword Sect that I know. ”

"In that case, how could I, a small inner disciple, cause the Heavenly Sword Vision? Great Elder, you are too elevated to your disciple. ”

"You!" the Great Elder was speechless for a while, and when he saw Xie Tingfeng talking to him in such a tone, he was angry in his heart.

"Ever since you came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, there hasn't been a day of stopping, and wherever you go, there's chaos in the world. ”

"Why did the Great Elder say this, since I came to the Heavenly Sword Sect, I have been immersed in cultivation and have never taken the initiative to provoke trouble. You can ask Elder Fei about this to see if I have a lie. You're right, since I joined the sect, I've beaten and killed people. But it's all because some blind people provoke me, or rely on the old to sell the old, and bully others. May I ask the Honorable Great Elder, am I going to let others bully me?" Xie Tingfeng's words were no less sharp than his sword moves.

"Hmph, what a clever tongue! I will spare you this time, and I hope you will not have another incident in the future. Li Qingtian wanted to reprimand Xie Tingfeng, but after hearing the words "relying on selling the old and bullying others", the words came to his lips and changed them back.

"Three elders, the sect master summoned Xie Tingfeng, it's time to wait, I'll take Xie Tingfeng first. Fei Yuqing lost no time and hurriedly retreated.

"Go ahead. Third Elder Lieutenant Chi Qingming hurriedly let him go, he knew that if he stayed too long, Xie Tingfeng didn't know what he would say to stimulate this Heavenly Sword Sect First Elder.

Fei Yuqing took Xie Tingfeng and walked to the pavilion in the distance, looking at the backs of the two of them, Li Qingtian said to Shu Mandi and Wei Chi Qingming: "This Xie Tingfeng is stubborn and refuses to change his teachings. Kill fellow disciples, kill elders, and be lawless. I don't know how much trouble it will cause in the future, find an opportunity, I will definitely drive him out of the Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

Shu Mandi and Wei Chi Qingming glanced at each other, tacitly, and they were secretly worried about Xie Tingfeng.

Fei Yuqing and Xie Tingfeng walked through an open field one after the other. The open land was so flat that it was as if a powerful immortal had slashed the mountain with a giant sword, leaving behind a huge platform with a radius of several thousand zhang.

I don't want to see the scenery, only because of the sect master's invitation.

Wangshan ran dead horses, and in a hurry, the two finally came to a pavilion with a quiet environment, simple shape, and a majestic atmosphere. On the huge plaque, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance are written with three strong and simple golden characters "Listening to the Wind Pavilion".

"Tingfeng Pavilion" is similar to his own name, this should not be a coincidence, right? Xie Tingfeng thought secretly.

"Sect Master Qiqi Murong, I am Fei Yuqing, the elder of the inner gate, thank you Tingfeng for sending it!"

"I know, let Xie listen to the wind and come in, you stand down!" The voice from inside the palace was deep and majestic.

Fei Yuqing patted Xie Tingfeng's shoulder and whispered, "Listen to the wind, you can do it yourself." ”

Xie Tingfeng nodded and walked into the hall with a straight face.

Inside the main hall, an old man in a white robe was standing with his back to him by the window.

At the moment when he looked at the white-robed old man, Xie Tingfeng suddenly felt a trance in front of him: the blood-colored sky, the endless blood-colored ocean, and there was an island in the vast expanse of the sky and the sea. He was driving a small boat, bumping in the sea of blood pouring in the torrential rain, heading towards the isolated island. The wind roared, the blood waves rolled, and the boat rose and fell in the crests and valleys of the waves, and could capsize at any time.

"Thank you for listening to the wind, go back quickly, the sky and the sea are vast, the future is dangerous, and turning back is the shore. "The voice is low and magical.

"Yes, the sky is vast, and the future is uncertain. I'd better go back, the most beautiful scenery is behind me. Xie Tingfeng was about to turn the bow of the ship and return.

At this moment, Xie Ting's conch in the Sea of Wind Soul suddenly spun violently, and a purple thunderbolt burst out.

"Brother Feng, wake up, all this is an illusion, a man stands up to the sky and the earth, and he should be indomitable. Meng Yuxuan seemed very anxious, if Xie Tingfeng retreated, his state of mind that he had so hard improved would regress.

Thunder burst out, and Meng Yuxuan woke up the dreamer with a word.

The illusion disappeared, and Xie Tingfeng broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could breathe a sigh, an invisible huge pressure hit, like a mountain pressing on him, he couldn't breathe, his legs were bent, and the thought of kneeling on the ground and worshipping immediately arose in his heart.

"This may be another test for the sect master, I can't give in, I must persevere!" Thinking of this, he mobilized all his strength to resist it, and his bent legs slowly straightened up again,

I don't know how long it took, Xie Tingfeng felt that his body was light, and the invisible pressure was gone.

"Inner disciple Xie Tingfeng to meet the sect master!" Although he bent down to salute, his voice was loud, like gold and stone colliding.

"Haha, yes, yes, it's really rare for an inner disciple to be able to resist my illusion attack without sinking. And under the double pressure of the high-level peak martial king spirit and **, he can be calm, unyielding, and strong-willed. Good!"

"Thank you, Sect Master. ”

"Xie Tingfeng, look up, do you still know me?"

Xie Tingfeng looked up and was taken aback.

"You are the old man who ate my barbecue in front of the waterfall of Casting Sword Mountain that day, I really don't know the sect master, and I hope the sect master will forgive me. Xie Tingfeng looked terrified.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay! Don't be nervous, sit down. "Murong Yixuan doesn't have the slightest sect master's shelf, he is very approachable.

As soon as Xie Tingfeng sat down, Sect Master Murong brought over a plate of fruit, which looked amazing, like a crane with one leg and independent.

"This is the Crane Spirit Fruit, I found a Crane Spirit Fruit Tree in a secret realm in my early years, transplanted it to my space, and it was already hanging fruit at that time, and it didn't ripen until recently. Last time I ate your grilled fish, as the saying goes, the hands of people are short, and the mouth of people is soft, so I will pick a few for you to taste. ”

"Thank you Sect Master Murong for your kindness! I think this crane spirit fruit must be a rare thing, I don't know what the magic is for?"

"The main function of the Crane Spirit Fruit is not to improve cultivation, but to improve a person's qualifications, and it can heal the secret wounds of a martial artist. Your qualifications are unique, you must have already been created, and the role of the crane spirit fruit is negligible. But when you are at war with someone, there must be a secret wound in your body, and this kind of secret wound cannot be cured by healing pills. You might as well try the Crane Spirit Fruit, but remember that there are no more than three. ”

Xie Tingfeng listened to Sect Master Murong's words, picked up a crane spirit fruit, and took a bite. Suddenly, the mouth was full of smooth juice, and the thick fruity aroma penetrated into the internal organs, which was so delicious!

He ate three in a row and suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, then began to feel nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"This is the crane spirit fruit that works, you go outside and spit out the blood in your abdomen. Sect Master Murong said.

Xie listened to the wind and said it, lying on the edge of the cliff and vomiting.

Spit out three mouthfuls of black-purple fishy blood, Xie Tingfeng felt refreshed and relaxed.

"Brother Feng, since you were reborn, you have fought all the way and died for life. Although there is a rejuvenation pill to heal injuries, but the body has already buried hidden dangers, if not treated in time, the light ones will be difficult to improve their cultivation, and the heavy ones may be lost in their cultivation and become wasted. Thanks to these three Crane Spirit Fruits today, it seems that the Sect Master likes you very much. Meng Yuxuan used his divine sense to communicate with him, and Xie Tingfeng thought so.

He took three steps and made two steps, returned to the "Listening Wind Pavilion", and expressed his gratitude to Sect Master Murong.

Murong Yixuan nodded, and then said, "Thank you Tingfeng, the third elder lieutenant Chi Qingming has made a message to me, hoping that the sect will promote you to an elite disciple or let me accept you as an apprentice." I don't know what you think?"

"Thank you to the three elders for their favor to me, my cultivation is only a great martial artist, so let's be an inner disciple honestly. Sect Master, you are the highest person in the Heavenly Sword Sect, if you can have your teachings are a disciple, you are a great blessing. However, I ...... I like unrestrained cultivation!" Xie Tingfeng's eyes were full of determination, and he dared to speak outright in front of the sect master.

If Fei Yuqing was present at this time, he would have to beat his chest and scold him for being stupid. Because there is a sect master as a master, there are a large number of cultivation resources, and you can also listen to the teachings of a peak martial king, you can cultivate without detours and get twice the result with half the effort. This is what every disciple dreams of, but can't ask for! And Xie Tingfeng, a fool, lost this precious opportunity in vain, how can it not make people want to cry without tears!

"Haha, thank you Tingfeng, you are very honest and wise. What you have cultivated yourself is the result, and you have to find a way of cultivation that belongs to you. You are a person with great luck, and if I become your master, it may hinder your development and dilute your luck. I suggest that after the opening of this spirit ruin, you can go out to experience and travel all over the continent to avoid being a frog at the bottom of the well. ”

"Thank you for the advice of the sect master, the kid is inscribed. ”

"By the way, Xie Tingfeng, when you came here, you passed by Heavenly Sword, you caused that movement, right?" Murong Yixuan asked.

"It's me, I seem to have a heart-to-heart with this Heavenly Sword. ”

"Oh?" Murong Yixuan pondered for a moment, then said, "Maybe you have a relationship with the Heavenly Sword, and one day, the Heavenly Sword Sect will go to glory in your hands!"

"If there is such a day, I will definitely not live up to the high expectations of the sect master! The Heavenly Sword Spirit Ruins are about to open, if the sect master has nothing else to do, I want to go back and prepare. ”

"Don't be busy, I have one more reluctant request. ”

"Willing to serve the Sect Master!"

"Haha, I miss the smell of grilled fish that day again......"

Xie Tingfeng laughed knowingly when he heard this.

The two of them came to a pond in the back mountain, and with an understatement of Murong Yixuan's palm, seven or eight fish were shaken out of the water. With a pull of his wrist inward, the strong suction force sucked the fish to the shore. Xie Tingfeng secretly admired the sect master's control of his own strength, which had reached the point of perfection.

After a while, green smoke rose from the back mountain, and the smell of fish began to drift away with the wind.