At the top of the True Sword Peak, many ancestors gathered. First the secret opening of the bronze gate, and then the appearance of the spirit, they have experienced a lot of shock today.

Mo Yun still shook his head and replied, "The disciple refuses!"

Answering like this almost drove Jun Qianlei crazy. I thought that my chances of getting a good apprentice would be greatly increased, but this answer disappointed him. At this moment, he somewhat understood his senior brother's feelings. In the same way, I felt a wave of anger.

Suppressing his anger, Jun Qianlei said coldly: "Don't say it's the ancestor, I'm bullying, I'll give you a chance to explain!"

In the distance, Long Ling raised his head, staring at the figure in the field, and vaguely guessed something in his heart. When he saw Mo Yun's blazing eyes, his thoughts became more and more firm, and he kept praying: I won't be wrong!

"Tell the Ancestor, the disciple has joined the True Sword Peak at this moment, and he is a disciple of the True Sword Peak!"

One sentence shocked everyone again. Even the True Sword Peak Lord's Cold Sky Thunder swept away his tiredness and stared at the cyan figure.

Xu Fenghan on the side only felt extremely regretful at this moment! Where did he expect that a disciple that Long Ling took away at random turned out to be a spirit qualification, he knew this, and he would not let it go if he said anything, and he must be included in the sect of Jian Feng.

Jun Qianlei's brows furrowed instantly, and his expression was unhappy. As the ancestor of the Sword Xuanzong, the pride in his heart can be imagined. He definitely didn't expect that Mo Yun's reason for refusing would be like this.

"The kid is presumptuous~!" Ming Xuanzhen couldn't help it, and his tone was extremely cold. This reason made him even more angry.

The temperature at the top of True Sword Peak dropped unconsciously, and the cold was overwhelming.

His eyes were calm, and he looked at Ming Xuanzhen's sharp eyes, and he didn't let it go at all!

Ming Xuanzhen also gradually understood his temperament, wiped away the ice on his face, and his tone still contained a lot of displeasure: "Isn't it, you are prevaricating me? Don't think that if you are a spiritual asset, you can act recklessly, and no one can cure you? Since you have joined the Sword Xuanzong, there are some things that you can't help yourself!"

Raising his eyebrows, his dark eyes flashed with glittering light, and there was a faint burst of momentum, and his words were sonorous and powerful: "My own destiny can only be decided by myself, and no one can force me! Even if you are an ancestor, you can't!"

"If you can't even control your own fate, then what's the use of cultivating this sword path?"

"Bold! Here, who has a lower cultivation level than you? What qualifications do you have? If you want to control your fate, you must have that strength! Unfortunately, you don't! You are a disciple of my Sword Xuanzong, and you only have to obey! I want to accept you as a disciple, and no one can stop you!" Ming Xuanzhen shouted angrily, and the same momentum rose, oppressing everyone around.

Such a verbal confrontation immediately made it really angry.

Don't you want to control your own destiny? I won't allow it, and I'll see how you deal with it!

In their opinion, if Mo Yun didn't want to endure hardships, he would definitely agree to the ancestor's request.

"I don't agree, no one can force it!" He was straight, his eyebrows were arrogant, and he looked directly at Ming Xuanzhen Ancestor. Resisting the momentum of the ancestor, he shouted in a low voice: "Let you cultivate to the heavens, you can't! I have arrogant bones, and I will not bend my waist! If the ancestor insists on this, the disciple can only withdraw from the Sword Xuanzong and find a sect that can accept disciples! There are countless sects on the mainland, and there is always one that accepts disciples!"

"Are you threatening me?" Ming Xuan True Ancestor laughed instead, but it was even more terrifying than before, and the momentum of his body was barely reserved, permeating the peak of the True Sword Peak.

Mo Yun's eyes widened, and the sword dao edge of his body was raised to the extreme, and a golden edge appeared on the surface of his body, but he was oppressed by Ming Xuanzhen's momentum, and shrank less than half an inch on the surface of his body.

In his mind, he kept imagining the sword intent of the ancestors, and his sharpness was revealed! In the mysterious sea of gods, there was a supreme robbery, his eyes closed, and he ignored foreign objects!

I will never throw in the towel! At this moment, he was just a ninth-order swordsman, and he was powerless to communicate with the Supreme Body, let alone with his breath! But the ancestor's sword intent was remembered in the depths of his soul and he didn't dare to forget it!

That giant sword that pierces the sky, suppresses the barren mountains of the ages, and the momentum also suppresses the void, and all things surrender! The domineering sharp aura, as well as the countless carved dense patterns, are all extremely mysterious and cannot be comprehended! The blood-colored chains on the sword body are cast and imprinted with the pattern of the Great Dao, and its desolate aura, even a trace of it, is enough to shatter the space.

Mo Yun shouted wildly in his heart: I won't bow my head, no amount of strength can bend my back!

Staring at Ming Xuanzhen, his body trembled violently, as if he couldn't hold on any longer!

At this moment, no one dares to intercede! No one dares to provoke the angry ancestor! Not even a thousand thunderbolts of the army!

The cultivation of the three people of Long Zero is the lowest here. They were standing behind the True Sword Peak Lord, and the strong momentum from Ming Xuanzhen had been weakened, and it was still very difficult to hold on.

"Disciple don't dare!" He had great difficulty breathing, and in just four words, he almost ran out of strength.

But this small voice made everyone's eyes wide! They could hardly believe that this son still had the strength to speak at this moment.

Which one of those present is not a sword king or above, and has seen many worlds. At this moment, I was still shocked by him.

Xu Fenghan, the master of the Sword Peak, took a step forward under strong pressure, saluted respectfully, and said, "Please have mercy on the ancestor!"

As if to drive everyone, all the peak master elders took a step forward, and at the same time saluted and said, "Please have mercy on the ancestors!"

And behind Ming Xuanzhen, Jun Qianlei was the first to speak: "Senior brother, forgive him for the time being! This kid has a very stubborn temper, we can't force him! He doesn't want to, just discuss it again, why force him! If he really gives in, it will be us who will be disappointed!"

"Senior brother, please be merciful!" the other seven Sword Spirit Cultivators also said.

Ming Xuanzhen's cold gaze swept around, but he didn't speak. This was not his intention, so he slowly gathered his momentum, took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger.

"Okay!Mo Yun, you've won!" Ming Xuanzhen spoke slowly, finally compromised. For him, it was definitely the first time he had compromised with a swordsman!

"Do you know that you are the first person in the Sword Xuanzong Sect to dare to confront the ancestor of the sect in the past thousand years!" Long Ling came to his side and said in a low voice.

"I have my own principles, and no one can force them!" he replied as he straightened up. Dressed in green clothes and a water cold sword, he has long been arrogant and unconvincing!

Ming Xuanzhen Ancestor asked again, "Mo Yun, do you really want to stick to your decision and are unwilling to change?"

"The disciple has entered the True Sword Peak, please fulfill the ancestor!"

Huang Fei and Jiang Yue glanced at each other, admiring the young man who was about to become his junior brother. They walked out at the same time and came to stand behind them.

"Alas! Okay, you are a spiritual body, and you have your own way! Ancestor, I won't force you! On the way of the sword, others can only give instructions, and how to go is still on your own! If there is anything you don't understand on weekdays, you can go to the hanging peak, a group of our ancestors have lived for hundreds of years, and it is still possible to give guidance!" Ming Xuanzhen knew that he couldn't persecute Mo Yun, so he simply fulfilled him. For this, Ming Xuanzhen also has his own thoughts.

It is impossible to force Mo Yun, if you blindly force each other, it will be counterproductive. In his opinion, it was enough to obey his will and leave him in Jian Xuan! Spirit body assets were so rare, it was already a blessing for the Sword Xuan Sect to be able to have them!

"Thank you Ancestor, disciple understands!"

"If you get the legacy on the bronze gate, it is a great opportunity, you must cultivate diligently, and you must not slack off!

"Disciple remember, you won't let the Ancestor down!" Of course, Mo Yun wouldn't tell the secret of his other sword skills, so he replied following Ming Xuanzhen's words.

"A year later, I'm very optimistic about you, work hard! You will slowly find that this world is very exciting!"

"Okay, Mo Yun entered the True Sword Peak, everyone has no opinion, right?Since that's the case, let's disperse!" Ming Xuanzhen asked, and without waiting for others to answer, he dispersed everyone, and took the lead in turning into a thousand-zhang sword gang and throwing it at the top of the thousand-zhang hanging peak.

The rest of the Elder Peak Masters also greeted Mo Yun one after another before saying goodbye and leaving. He didn't pay much attention to the elders' overtures. They only deliberately make friends because they see themselves as spiritual beings. When you have real strength, it's another scene!

The peak of the True Sword was deserted again.

At this moment, the eastern sky has been white, and the faint red is about to rise!

Long Ling slammed down his chest before he exhaled turbid breath and said, "I didn't expect that you were hiding deeply, and it turned out to be a spirit qualification! If I had known this, I wouldn't have dared to pull you up to the peak!"

Mo Yun smiled bitterly, he didn't mean to hide it. He looked at Long Ling apologetically. Before he could speak, he was already interrupted: "Good junior brother, I didn't misread you!"

"Sword cultivation, you should always have your own persistence, I'm not the kind of person who goes all day and night!"

"Haha, I'm really Sword Peak, I finally raised my eyebrows!" Long Ling looked excited, pointed at Huang Fei on the side, and said, "I guess you have already guessed, this is your second senior brother!"

Huang Fei carried the giant sword on his back, he didn't feel the weight at all, the murderous aura in his eyes did not dissipate, he looked at Mo Yun, and said after a while: "Senior brother didn't pull the wrong person this time! Welcome, junior brother!"

"Second Senior Brother~!" He was also extremely surprised in his heart, the giant sword behind Huang Fei's back, although it had no blade, was murderous, and it was not a mortal thing.

Long Ling didn't dare to point it out again this time, but said directly: "The last one, you should have guessed it, right?"

Mo Yun nodded with a smile and replied indifferently: "Third Senior Sister is good!"

Jiang Yue was dressed in red, cold as ice, and only nodded slightly at his words. However, it is already very rare to be able to make her nod her head with cold arrogance.

"Let's go, go and meet our master!Today, you will hold an entrance ceremony, and then, you will be our little junior brother!" Huang Fei said in front of Long Ling, who glared at him fiercely, but he didn't care at all.

It wasn't the first time he had seen the True Sword Peak Lord. Yesterday, he had already noticed. Dare to be lazy and drunk when the sect recruits disciples, but no one dares to accuse him! This alone is enough to attract people's attention.

"Meet the Master~!" He knew that after he chose to be in the True Sword Peak, he would have a second Master on the way to the Sword Path!

He has a gray beard, silver hair dancing wildly, a piece of white jade tied to his forehead, an ancient sword behind his back, a lot of stains on his white robe, and his cloudy eyes flashed from time to time.