The magnificent morning sun is rising, and the colorful glow floats in the sky like wisps of gold.

The young man in white lowered his head, the sun sprinkled half of his face, his face was like frosted leaves, and he wilted listlessly in an instant, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Heh, what a humble attitude! With your cultivation, you can't teach an apprentice, why let him enter the Xuanyuan Sacred Courtyard to cultivate, and be bound by the Holy Courtyard. ”

The young man in white sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at the Taoist priest for deliberately mocking himself with modesty or if he was laughing at his incompetence and failure.

"What he needs is not for him to teach, but for self-learning. The real strong man does not take the path of his predecessors, but finds a suitable avenue for himself in the footsteps of his predecessors, and we as masters can only be the protectors of his cultivation all the way. The Taoist priest said leisurely.

"He needs the experience of his predecessors, and he needs to learn more of the exercises left by his predecessors to complete his own Dao, and the Xuanyuan Holy Academy can just provide him with these kinds of conditions. ”

"For a hundred years, you haven't even managed the holy courtyard left by your master, but you are very attentive to this kid. ”

At this time, the young man in white raised his head, and only then did he see his appearance clearly.

Long black hair poured down. It's very strange that ordinary young men have a hair cloak that inevitably has a bit of a taste of madness, but he is so elegant that he is not scattered at all, which makes people feel that the handsome men in the world should be like him with their hair scattered, so they can be called beautiful men. If someone saw what he looked like, it was really hard to imagine that he was a hundred years old.

However, it is not surprising that in the Xuanyuan Continent, strength is respected, and everyone's physique has almost cultivated to an extremely strong state, and the average life expectancy has reached three or four hundred years old. According to the life expectancy, the young man in white is only 100 years old, just a quarter of his life, and is in the prime of life.

What's more, for a monk, every time he improves his cultivation, his lifespan will increase, as long as he cultivates to a certain level, rejuvenation and eternal youth are just the simplest things.

"I am his only relative in this world, I don't take care of him, who else will be good to him!"

Hearing this, the young man in white was obviously shocked, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Xuan...... Does the Xuanyuan clan have descendants?"

"Why, do you also think that the Xuanyuan clan was really purged a hundred years ago, leaving no one behind?"

"Even if he is a descendant of the Xuanyuan clan, we all know that the Xuanyuan clan is not accidental, and there must be an unknown earth-shattering background behind it. At the beginning, your Xuanyuan Ancestor half-step Battle Emperor failed to prevent the Xuanyuan clan from destroying the result, but was inexplicably dragged into the storm of time and space, and finally ended up with unknown life and death. ”

The young man in white shook his head regretfully: "If the manipulator behind this finds out that the Xuanyuan clan still has descendants alive in the world, what if you are a war sect level, in the eyes of others, you may be a top powerhouse, but in his eyes, you are not a small person." At the beginning, the entire Xuanyuan clan could be called the royal family of the mainland, with the blood of the Yellow Emperor flowing in his body, and he was born with the power of the god of war, how many war emperors and how many war sects were born, and it was not quietly wiped out overnight, if this kid's identity is exposed, you can't protect him. ”

"Shut up!"

As soon as the young man in white said this, the Taoist priest suddenly became furious, and a huge wave of qi attacked the young man in white mercilessly, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, and the sand and stones flew away.

When the young man in white saw that the situation was not right, he hurriedly blocked with his sword, although he blocked the qi wave, he was still knocked away by the power it contained, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became even more pale and powerless.

"A hundred years ago, the Holy Court received the news that the City Lord's Mansion had been inexplicably attacked, and the survival of the Xuanyuan clan was in jeopardy. ”

"Hmph, you also know that Shizun once said that in that battle, he sensed a power beyond the half-step Battle Emperor. But the Xuanyuan Continent except for the ancient Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor stepped into the realm of the War Emperor, after 10,000 years, no one re-entered the Emperor Realm, this inexplicable powerful force, extremely weird, we rushed out, we may lose how much Holy Courtyard power. At that time, you and I were both appointed heirs of the Holy Temple, and we must not only consider our own family, but also the situation of the Holy Temple. ”

"Hmph, so you watched your wife being pierced through the heart with a sword, and you didn't do anything. ”

The Taoist priest snorted coldly.

This sentence seemed to hit the important place of the young man in white at once, he seemed to be knocked unconscious by someone with a hammer, sat on the ground with a butt, and despair suddenly surged into his heart, like a helpless child who couldn't find his way home, and whispered a little downcast: "Yan'er won't blame me!"

"What's more, if you didn't take it upon yourself at the beginning, Shizun wouldn't have led the high-level of the Holy Academy to rescue his beloved apprentice. Not only did he die when his Yuan Power was exhausted, but the high-level people who went there also suffered heavy losses. The young man in white suddenly roared at the Taoist priest.

"Shizun was already at the peak of the War Emperor, a hundred years is enough time for him to become a half-step War Emperor, and our Xuanyuan Holy Academy does not need to be the same as now, although the word 'Saint' is the head, the strength is not as good as before, and the Hundred Years Great Competition is approaching again, whether we can keep the title of 'Holy Academy' for the time being, whether we can sit on the five super academies is still a problem. ”

The surroundings fell silent in an instant, as if time had stood still, as if a single movement could break the calm, and the young man in white and the Taoist priest seemed to freeze suddenly, not even hearing their breathing.

The young man dressed as a Taoist priest also knew in his heart that because of the battle a hundred years ago, his impulsiveness had indeed caused the Holy Court to lose a lot of strength.

The current Xuanyuan Sacred Academy seems to have endless honors and supreme glory, but many people know that the Xuanyuan Sacred Academy is not as strong as before, so they are waiting for the hundred years to be compared, so that the strength can be repositioned in the ranking of mainland colleges.

In this regard, the Taoist priest has always felt guilty, so even if he hates this young man in white, he has never left the Xuanyuan Holy Courtyard.

"Since you were a child, you have been more talented than me, and without that accident a hundred years ago, you are the head of the Holy Academy. Originally, I thought that if you lost the Qing Ming, I would be able to defeat you with the Divine Weapon Fish Intestine in my hand, so that I would be worthy of the position of the head of the Holy Academy, but I didn't expect that you would still break through one step ahead of me, and I would lose to you again. The abbot of the Holy House said with a look of loss.

The Taoist priest looked at his junior brother, the current dean of the Holy Academy, with a look of regret.

His junior brother is good at everything, but his competitiveness is too strong, even if he is already the head of a hospital, he still can't change his competitiveness.

Ever since he became the dean of the Holy Academy, he has always wanted to prove that he is better than his senior brother, and the name of the dean is well deserved, and every once in a while he will find his senior brother to compete, but every time he loses.

His strength has indeed been increasing, but because he is too focused on the outcome of the victory, he has not broken through at the peak of Zhanzun for decades.

If you don't break through the worldly troubles, how can you break through the realm and enter the Tao!

I saw that the Taoist priest picked up the sword that the dean of the Holy Academy fell to the ground, this sword is the status symbol of the dean of the Xuanyuan Holy Academy, the top ten divine soldiers of ancient times, and the sword of courage - the fish intestine sword.

This sword is about 1 in length. 60 meters, the sword body is centimeters wide, the blue is translucent, the sword body is straight, and the blue light of the muddy body is boundless, giving people a feeling of cold as ice and snow, and the sharp feeling of being hairy and broken.

The Taoist priest lightly slashed his two fingers on the body of the sword, and a force of yuan force quietly moved up, and then raised the sword and carved on the stone wall:

"Howling towards the sky, people are proud, the cold sword is waved in the hand, and the sword shadow is scattered.

Into the nine skies, the dragon dives, the nine heavens gang wind can help me?

Since ancient times, life has been dying, and how many heroes have remained in the world. ”

Every time the sword falls, a sword will be drawn, and the power of agitation is enough to open the mountain and break stones.

The words on the stone wall are three points into the stone, the sword intent is looking forward to it, facing the Yanyang, it is clear and transparent, the shape is broken, the rhyme is vivid, the wind god is chic, and the momentum is magnificent.

The last sword fell, and the whole body of the fish intestine sword shone with a dazzling light, and when the light dissipated, the entire sword had been deeply inserted into the stone wall, leaving only the hilt visible.

Enter the battle, draw this sword, the realm has not arrived, and the sword will not sound!

"Brave sword, I hope you can help your master ride the wind and waves, and sweep the flag. The Taoist priest thought to himself.

"You are also half of the Xuanyuan family, half of the relatives of Tianyang, I hope you can also take good care of Tianyang, the only descendant of the Xuanyuan family. ”

He stood at the mouth of the secluded stream, his cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, his dark eyes were full of calm, and his black hair, scattered in his ears, was even more uninhibited, and there was a cold breath around him, and he said lightly.

Then it slowly disappeared from the vision of the abbot of the Holy Academy.

The dean of the Holy Academy looked at the back of his senior brother who was gradually disappearing, and took out a bag from his sleeve, and the scene of a woman's long sword piercing his heart appeared in his memory, and a line of sadness slowly appeared in his eyes.

It seemed that her temperature was still at his fingertips, and it seemed that her smile was still in his arms.

However, after all, this has become his most painful heartbeat, imprinted in his confused eyes.

It is difficult for those who have not seen this scene to imagine that such a competitive and strong head of a house also has such a tender side.

"Yan'er, am I really wrong? Why did you tell me not to rescue me in the first place? Do you know that my heart hurts, it really hurts......

How cold this world is, love is just a cup of tea, but it will take a lifetime to forget the pain of bones.