The whole body of this hall is paved with true qi source stones, and the monstrous true qi makes people feel like falling into a sea of clouds, and the whole body is cold and comfortable. On the purple gold walls all around, there are dozens of portraits, judging from the ancient seals on the portraits, they are all the masters of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the past dynasties, and their life deeds!

Not only that, but the exercises and supernatural powers practiced by each of the teachers below are listed one by one.

In the deepest part of the seat, there was a sword-shaped chair with a white jade glow, and on the seat were two shining things, a coiling dragon short sword full of bloody killing, and a banana fan.

These are the two major mountain protectors of the Xuantian Sword Sect!

Underneath the seat, it was filled with extremely rich True Qi and Aura fluctuations, and it seemed to lead to the entire Xuantian Mountain Range where the Xuantian Sword Sect was located.

Where is the dragon vein dragon head!

In addition, there was a faint illusion of ups and downs and disillusionment in the sky above the throne, like some kind of prophecy.

This hall not only has the mantle of the true inheritance of the previous generations, but also the two spiritual treasures that protect the sect and the place where the dragon vein and dragon head are located, and it is already a fluke that a true disciple of Xin Zhuo can come in!

Ten breaths was not long, and he didn't even have time to think about anything else, so he immediately looked at the throne and looked for the line.

The handwriting is conspicuous, on the throne of the throne—

"Da Luo Mi Order, there is a disciple who has come to the world, and he will collect it quickly, and Xin Zhuo, the alchemist of Kunxu City, is the first!"

The logic of this line of words is strange, as if there is a language problem, and it is also very sloppy, as if it was left in a hurry.

The traces of the words are filled with a sense of time, and it seems that it has been left for a long time.

But...... They are Ji Jiuwei's fonts.

That woman with a strong personality, born in the dignity of an imperial princess, beautiful, graceful, and generous, has a handwriting like a man's teeth and claws.

Xin Zhuo looked at it blankly, he imagined the picture when Ji Jiuwei carved these lines......

A smile appeared on his face, and then the smile faded into an unspeakable loneliness.

Lonely in another world, it was easy to enter the Jiang family, and I barely found a sense of belonging.

He lost his mother in his previous life, and in this life, he will belong to Ji Jiuwei and them, his mother is there, his family is there, and this strange world is not so terrible.

That year, he went to Western Qin, passed through an army of 300,000, and racked his brains to go to Demon Hill, why not to save this old lady?

In fact, he is just an ordinary young man who can no longer be ordinary, at best a little smart, but also hot-blooded, pretending, and messing around, he has always felt that he is a layman, a little rich is good, others are not persecuted, there is no hellish dream.

Until, suddenly, I found out that the ups and downs of those years were all a game of these strange people, and at the end of the game, it was those people who broke all the illusions of an ordinary person like him!

Everything suddenly became vulgar and ridiculous!

No! It's ridiculous that it's only him, because he's the only one who is like a stunned young man in various drill camps, and everyone else is here to play life.

In the end, those people treated him as a dispensable thing and lost it!

This is something that a layman cannot accept.

What was even more unacceptable was that these people gave him a charity before leaving.

It will not make him die of loneliness and hunger like Jiang Zichong, and become a dry bone that no one cares about.

Although he didn't care in his heart, it was more like a great irony for him.

"It's time!"

There was a cold rebuke from the ten elders outside.

Xin Zhuo's breathing suddenly became a little shorter, and he stretched out his fingers violently, and the extreme attack of the ancient vicissitudes flashed away.

【Fighting Words】

Smoothed out the line of handwriting in an instant.

"Bold!"

"Xin Zhuo, what are you doing?"

Several figures pulled out the long swords at their waists, and rushed towards them with murderous energy.

Xin Zhuo didn't want to pay attention, raised his feet and walked out of the inner hall, passed by a group of elders who were like a great enemy, flashed into the air, and then flashed back to Lingjian Peak.

The drizzle was still falling, slowly converging into a stream, flowing down the bottomless cliffs around the peaks, and becoming a waterfall splash.

On the Creation Peak in the distance, the momentum is magnificent, and dozens of peak masters and elders at the top of the sect are working hard to comprehend the "Fighting Character Formula", but except for the rain, it is quiet here, and the other senior brothers don't know where they have gone.

Zhao Yizhu, who was dressed in white plain clothes and looked like a fairy, was squatting in front of the hall with Xiao Huang, waiting for him quietly, as gentle and quiet as before.

Xin Zhuo walked into the main hall with a numb expression and lay down on the bed.

"Crunch—"

Xiao Huang closed the door of the temple.

Zhao Yizhu sat on the edge of the bed with a burst of floral fragrance, looked at him silently with a pair of hazy beautiful eyes, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly lay down beside him.

"You see that line?" Zhao Yizhu asked.

Xin Zhuo said: "Yes!"

"Are you sad?"

"Yes!"

“…… Actually, you don't have to think too much! ”

"It's hard not to think about it!"

"Since ancient times, all those who have been amazing and brilliant are lonely!"

"You think I'm amazing?"

"The entire Xuantian Sword Sect thinks so, no one can deny what you have done in the past few days, I heard that the other seventeen sects are also asking about your name, and in a few days, Xin Zhuo's name will resound throughout the eighteen sects!"

"What's the point? I don't care about these things at all, what is amazing, too fake, do you know that the moment I learned the fighting word, I vaguely felt the horror of the ancient martial artists, even the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was not enough for those people to crush with a finger...... I'm not really a good person! ”

"Xinzhuo!" Lord Zhao Yi frowned and said angrily: "It's just a little trick of those families, why do you stick to the past?"

"How can I not think about the past? Do you know that my Fulong Mountain, Jiang family, and Xiqin have exhausted all my enthusiasm! ”

"You can at least break into this world! In the future, go and tell those families, you are very angry, and Jiang Zichong is also very angry! You have to tell those people on Fulong Mountain back then that you, the big boss, are always the big boss! ”

"And then?"

“……”

Lord Zhao Yi was silent, and after a long time, he stretched out his slender jade hand, stroked his face, and said softly: "Why do you care about the future? Even if you go to take a look at this heaven and earth, I will always accompany you to every corner of the earth, I ...... Has been waiting for you for many years! ”

Xin Zhuo frowned: "You have waited for me for many years?"

Lord Zhao Yi chuckled: "I'm waiting for the person who heals my eyes and ears!"

The loneliness and decadence on Xin Zhuo's face suddenly swept away, and he said with a smile: "Very good, you finally admit that I am not Zhao Linghe, I don't care who you are, if you Zhao Yizhu will make a fool of yourself with me in the future, I will bury you and those families together!"

Zhao Yizhu smiled: "Okay, bury me deeper!"

Xin Zhuo sat up, his eyes were clear, and he looked outside the hall: "We want to fight for more resources, let's share them together, and enter the Lingtai as soon as possible." On the throne of the sect, I saw something, this world has been changing, in the past few years, there will be countless masters and monsters appearing, the realm is higher than the other, and the eighteen sects may really be destroyed overnight! ”

Zhao Yizhu hesitated for a moment and asked, "But how to fight for more?" You're already one of the ten candidates to take charge! ”

"Unique!"

Xin Zhuo said: "The secret technique of fighting words on the wordless tablet, I have disrupted the order, more importantly, it is the magic of the law and martial arts, no one can learn it except me, I want to ensure that I am the only one, the only is more valuable, I want to squeeze all the resources of the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

He is very good at fusion exercises, disrupting the order of a secret technique, and no one can see the problem, because he does not know the specific practice method of this secret technique.

Zhao Yizhu was stunned for a moment: "You ......"

Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and said, "Why should I be an honest man?" If it weren't for me, they wouldn't be able to break the monument either! ”

……

January has passed in a flash.

The one hundred and third true disciple hall of Lingjian Peak has been rebuilt by the craftsman disciples of Tianmen Mountain, and the huge word "tenth" can be seen from a long distance, and the underground spiritual veins of the palace go straight to the main vein of Xuantian Peak.

In addition, pills, martial arts stones, heavenly and earthly treasures, all kinds of spiritual martial arts, exercises, don't send them to you, as long as you want it, there is no sect that can't do it, even if you dig three feet into the ground, I will also send it to you.

The bonus of the next head coach is definitely not a joke!

And this month, the broken monument of the Creation Peak has become a forbidden place for the sect, and the acting head of the first echelon of the Supreme Secret Technique of the Middle Ages, the peak masters and the main elders have been defeated.

The second echelon, the disciples of the True Transmission, was defeated again.

And then, no more.

Everyone can see that there seems to be no problem with this secret technique, but it is too difficult, even if there is a detailed cultivation method, because the Middle Ages are too old, the cultivation method is not compatible with today, and it requires a strong comprehension ability, but unfortunately they don't have it, otherwise it won't be Xin Zhuo's turn!

As a result, many people set their eyes on Xin Zhuo again.

(End of chapter)