The starry sky is dim tonight, and Bei Mingyu's mood is also full of melancholy at the moment. He was sent to the mountain by his parents when he was very young, and his memories of his relatives are now blurred. The grace of nurturing and the grace of teaching, no matter which one of them Bei Mingyu has been able to repay the kindness of his master in this life.

Now the only way to accept the master's entrustment is to complete the mission even if you sacrifice your life. This is the only thing he can repay his master!

The next day, in the early morning, Bei Mingyu came to the hall. The head of Zhiqing was already waiting there, and when Bei Mingyu saw the head of the house, he bowed respectfully and said, "Master, the disciple is willing to accept this task." I will never let down the master's trust in me. Please give the master's order. ”

The head of Zhiqing understands in his heart that whether Bei Mingyu can complete the task depends on the will of God.

"Okay! First, though, summon your sword. ”

"Yes! ”

Bei Mingyu said silently: "The dragon is in the sky, the dragon has no regrets, the candle day, out of the sheath!"

Randomly his right hand drew a circle in the air, and a fire burned out of the invisible circle, and the flames floated in the air, the fire was suddenly bright, and the hot and dry air made people breathe. Gradually, the fire weakened, and from a ball of flames, a long sword gradually burned out, the sword body was red all over, and the smaller the flames around it, the brighter the sword body. The fire was being sucked up by the sword, and even the last trace of fire was sucked away. Finally, a red flame sword about three feet long was born, shining brightly, and the sword qi was reborn like a rainbow like a phoenix.

"Not bad. It seems that the candle sun is approaching and he has decided that you are his new master. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've refined it into a god-killing and demon-killing weapon, and it seems that it was the right thing to give to you at the beginning. ”

Master Xie praised. Thanks to the master's trust in the apprentice, he handed over the candle day to the apprentice. ”

Between the right hand of the head of Zhiqing, an aurora flash fell from the sky, and a long sword appeared in his hand between the lightning and flint. This sword is similar in size and shape to the candle day, but the whole body is cold* people, it is forged with thousands of years of ice, pale and cold three steps away, it makes people shudder, and the sword body emits bursts of cold light, which is dizzying.

Zhiqing handed the sword to Beiming and said: "This sword is called Cold Resentment, and it is one with Candle Japan. It is the sword used by the founding master of the Tianxuan Tibetan Dao, and the ancestor left the second sword when he cultivated to become an immortal, as a relic of later disciples. But what I didn't expect was that after losing its owner, this sword would split into two - Candle Sun and Cold Grudge. Generations of efforts have failed to merge them, and now I hand over the bitterness to you, hoping that you will live up to your expectations and make the two swords one and reawaken their power. ”

After receiving the cold grievance, Bei Ming immediately knelt down, "Please master take back this sword!" This sect stipulates that only the next head is qualified to take over the double sword from the current head. This is a symbol of the head of the house, and it is of great significance. The disciple is sincerely afraid, it is difficult to accept this thing, besides... ”

"I didn't say it was officially passed on to you. I just asked you to keep it on your behalf, and I will take it back for the teacher in the future. The head of Zhiqing helped Beiming up, "You don't have to be so nervous! This is also a kind of training for you." Think of it as a test for you. ”

Bei Mingyu has always respected his master, and since the matter has come to this, he has nothing to say.

"Dare to ask the master. Where should I find a disciple? The world is as big as looking for a needle in a haystack. ”

The head of the Qing Dynasty shook off the dust, and pointed to the east, "East, Dengzhou City." ”