"After a thousand years, this seat actually stepped into the Phoenix City of the Imperial Beast Sect in this way, heh!"

Listening to Xuan Yi's tone, he has a lot of connections with Fengcheng.

Rong Hui raised his eyebrows and said, "There is a grudge?"

Xuan Yi replied crisply, "Feud." ”

"Oh. ”

Rong Hui is not interested in the grievances and grievances of a thousand years ago.

Xuan Yi stood with his hands in his hands, his gaze moving from Fengcheng to Rong Hui.

A hundred years ago, Xuan Yi saw Rong Hui's clone in the sword mound.

Back then, he took a fancy to Rong Hui.

But for various reasons, Gu Yue was one step slower and passed by her.

A hundred years later, Rong Hui's apprentice was recognized by Xuan Yi by mistake.

Compared with the perverse and weird Li Yanhui, Xuan Yi admires Rong Hui more, and after time has been refined, her cowardice of emotions is gone, and the fierce murderous aura hidden under the copper skin and iron bones is stronger than him, and she is simply the chosen one of ruthless swordsmanship.

Xuan Yi was relieved: "Ethereal Peak is succeeded by you, and the Sword Spirit Sect is worry-free." ”

It is not clear whether the worry is or not.

Three hundred years later, the immortal sects of the Dachen Realm carved up the land of Jiuzhou in the Xiaochen Realm.

Middle-earth is under the power of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

Three hundred years later, only the Qingyun Sect was still surviving, and the Sword Spirit Sect had long since turned to dust.

All Rong Hui could do was try to keep the Sword Spirit Sect, she liked it very much.

The Sword Spirit faction gives Rong Hui a sense of belonging.

It and the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion are both homes in Rong Hui's heart.

"The juniors do their best. Rong Hui Zhengse said: "I'm here, it's there." ”

Xuan Yi bowed his head with satisfaction, "You seem to have something to ask." ”

Rong Hui thought for a moment, she would not easily expose her rebirth, and said on the side: "A few days ago, when I opened the Sword Shrine on behalf of the head of the sect and brought the new disciples into the Sword Shrine, I saw a Sword Spirit Tower, why did the Sword Spirit Pagoda appear in the Sword Tomb?

Rong Hui didn't know what he saw on the day the clone entered the sword shrine, so he threw the pot to the other disciples.

"There are ancient secret techniques in the sword shrine, and what you see varies from person to person. Xuan Yi recalled the beginning, his ice eyes were gloomy, "Senior brother in charge, that is, your founding ancestor, even by chance, he was favored by another big world master, and gave the ancient formation to absorb the soul of the failed monk to send a sword spirit for me, and that sword spirit tower has only appeared three times in thousands of years." ”

Three times?

Rong Hui hurriedly asked, "Is it the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion written on the Sword Spirit Tower?"

Xuan Yi nodded.

Rong Hui asked again, "Which three times?"

Xuan Yi's ice eyes were fixed on Rong Hui, and he said coldly: "You, Shen Shujian, and Li Yanhui." ”

He and Li Yan Huirong Hui understood that they were both closely related to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

What's going on with Shen Shujian?

Xuan Yi's words show that the Sword Spirit Sect and the Ethereal Illusion Mansion have a lot of origins.

Rong Hui had never heard of the Sword Spirit Sect when he was in the Ethereal Illusion Mansion.

If the Sword Spirit Sect had a special relationship with the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, the Ethereal Illusion Mansion would definitely not abandon it.

Rong Hui glanced at the head of the bed, and suddenly asked, "Seniors know Shanhe Jian?"

At the mention of Shanhe Jian, Xuan Yi frowned, "Hmph! The thief stole from my Sword Spirit Sect!"

If Liuxian Jun did not design to take away the mountains and rivers.

At this time, it is not yet known which sect is in charge of Middle-earth.

"Daoist friends are biased. The phantom of Liuxian Jun suddenly appeared, "The one who steals the hook is punished, the one who steals the country is the Hou, the one who steals the mountains and rivers is the one who learns the way of heaven." ”

Xuan Yiyu's face sank, and a shocking flood appeared in his palm, and the surging murderous aura exploded, and a thin red line was listed in the center of his eyebrows, and his face was full of solemnity: "Kill!"

The phantom of Liuxian Jun was as faceless as ever, he shrank behind Rong Hui, carefully opened the sword that pointed directly at Rong Hui with his fingers, and said slowly: "You sword cultivators only know what kind of heroes are fighting and killing all day long, besides, Shanhe Jian was jointly discovered by my Qingcheng faction and the sword spirit faction, how can I outwit it and steal?"

The implication is that the Sword Spirit Sect can't do it again.

Seeing him so shameless, Xuan Yi turned his head and pointed at the head of the Immortal Monarch.

The chicken thief who stayed in the immortal monarch returned to Ronghui Zhihai, and was so angry that Xuan Yi wanted to split the inn.

"Liuxian Jun is deceitful and untrustworthy, and he wants to find a way to pinch him to death. ”

Xuan Yi didn't want the simple sword cultivator Rong Hui to be blinded by the kind appearance of the Immortal Monarch.

"The Imperial Beast Sect is a traitor to the Sword Spirit Sect.

Back then, they took advantage of the serious injury of the senior brother in charge to take away the rare treasures of the Sword Spirit Sect and the secret book of the Imperial Beast, and openly betrayed.

The old phoenix of Fengcheng betrayed the leader of the party.

If it's still alive, crush its bones to ashes!"

After Xuan Yi finished speaking, he drilled into the Thrilling Sword.

At the end, a cold voice came from the shock.

"The Iron Eater Beast is the one I sent to the Zhenshan Divine Beast to come to the Imperial Beast Sect and try to bring it back. ”

Iron-Eater?

Rong Hui thought about it for a long time and didn't figure out what it was.

Since it is a thing of the Sword Spirit Sect, it should be returned to its original owner.

The Imperial Beast Sect and the Sword Spirit Sect have long had a grudge.

Rong Hui came to watch the dishes this time, and took a step by step.

Li Yanhui slept until dark, and when he woke up, he was seen a palm-sized seal placed on his bedside, the seal was full of aura, and he felt comfortable when he touched it, "Could it be the chance in my dream?"

Li Yan looked back at the mountains and rivers, feeling that he was a koi carp.

Rong Hui hooked his hand, and Shanhe Jian returned to his palm, "The chance of daydreaming." ”

"Master, what is that?" Li Yanhui said curiously, "It looks quite valuable." ”

Rong Hui said: "Mountains and rivers." ”

Li Yanhui is Rong Hui's closest person, and she has nothing to worry about.

Even if Li Yanhui fell into the Demon Dao in his previous life, Rong Hui still believed that he was excusable.

Some people tried in vain to kill Li Yanhui in the name of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

Rong Hui announced to the world that she would clean up the division by herself, and whoever interfered would be the enemy of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

Since then, people with ulterior motives no longer have the heart to provoke.

Rong Hui originally planned to go to the Demon Realm after ascending and ask Li Yanhui why he betrayed his master.

The catastrophe of ascension did not survive, but it allowed her to see the sincerity of the little apprentice.

Li Yanhui didn't know what Shanhejian was, and his intuition told him that this thing was very awesome.

At night, Li Yan clamored to go to Fengcheng and find something to eat.

Although he has cleared the valley, he feels that he is still a human being, and three meals a day are indispensable.

Rong Hui rarely had free time to accompany Li Yanhui, so he followed his wishes and joined in the fun.

As soon as he went out, Rong Hui saw many faces similar to himself, and he responded wherever he went.

Rong Hui said uncomfortably: "These people, how can they be carved out of a mold." ”

"Master, you don't know anything. Li Yan stuffed a string of sugar gourds back to Rong Hui, he looked at the female monks passing by and said helplessly: "I don't know who spread the appearance of the fairy in the token, many female cultivators who love beauty are fascinated, so they came to pray for Huafeng to have plastic surgery according to her appearance, and the little aunt and the third master have made a lot of money." ”

Rong Hui was silent.

Nine times out of ten, this matter was done by the third senior brother.

That's right, too.

There are more people in Zhongzhou who are similar to themselves, and Penglai Pavilion's attention will be diverted.

This kind of crooked idea can only be thought of by the third senior brother.

Thinking about it, Rong Hui suddenly kicked a soft ball.

Rong Hui lowered her head, and a round, cute ball hung on her lap.

Immediately after, Rong Hui heard Li Yanhui shout in surprise: "Panda!