Not long after, Song Mingting came to the front of the Sword Pavilion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The appearance of the sword pavilion is very distinct, it looks like a sword from a distance, it is not so much a pavilion as a tower, the hilt of the sword is the base of the tower, it is ink-colored, the tip of the sword is the spire, and the body of the tower is white. It can be seen from afar.

There are not many people on Guizangyun, because ordinary disciples and elders are not allowed to enter and leave Guizangyun casually if they have nothing to do, so they are walking on the road and seem quite quiet, and occasionally when they meet one or two elders, Song Mingting will stop and greet them politely.

The elders treated him kindly, and when they saw him say hello, they would stop and nod their heads at him, but they just nodded, and there was no more reaction, because many elders didn't even know Song Mingting.

Of course, this was because the news of Song Mingting defeating Zhao Haokun to become the new five seats had not yet spread, otherwise these elders would definitely not react like this.

Song Mingting stepped on the stone steps, made seven bends and eight turns, and soon came to the front of the Sword Pavilion, but what surprised him a little was that when he turned the last corner, he actually ran into the wolf owl Taoist. The wolf owl Taoist was walking down another path, so he happened to meet Song Mingting.

Song Mingting stopped, and after being slightly stunned, he nodded slightly towards the other party, and faintly called "Uncle Wolf Owl".

Compared with three years ago, the wolf owl Dao people are much older. Although it is still an eagle looking at the wolf, the momentum has declined a lot. At the age of less than 100 years old, his temples have been dyed with hoarfrost, and the speed of aging is staggering.

You must know that the age of a monk is not the same as that of a mortal, the age of a mortal is already the limit of one hundred years old, and the life span of a monk is three hundred years old, as long as he is not robbed halfway, generally speaking, his qi and blood will not begin to decay until he is two hundred years old.

Therefore, the age of less than 100 years old is definitely in the prime of life for monks, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to have symptoms of aging.

But who let the wolf owl Taoist do something that harms the interests of the teacher and is exposed?

For monks, more important than cultivating for strength is the Dao, although the wolf owl Daoist has not reached the stage of my Dao and has not clarified his own Dao, but there are still vague Dao, and harming the interests of the master is definitely not in line with his Dao.

It's better when it's not exposed, you can still deceive yourself, once it's exposed, it's not good, you will be tortured by the Dao Heart all the time, plus the pointing and pointing of the people on the side, in the long run, the spirit will naturally be consumed.

But who can blame this? No one forced you to do this kind of thing with a sword across your neck, and since everything is your own choice, then you can only bear the consequences.

The wolf owl Taoist looked at Song Mingting, who saluted him lightly, with a complicated expression.

Three years ago, Song Mingting was just a mediocre disciple with no sense of existence, although he couldn't handle him at will, but it was easy to find him some trouble.

But who would have thought that just three years later, the other party would become a new five-seater, and the unpredictable changes in the world were really unexpected.

The wolf owl Taoist has lived for ninety-two years, and he has long experienced the unpredictability of fate, but he never imagined that the deepest experience would be brought to him by Song Mingting.

"Master Mingting's nephew. After the wolf owl was stunned, he put away the complicated emotions in his head and replied lightly.

After that, the two staggered by.

The wolf owl Taoist went down the mountain, and Song Mingting continued to walk towards the mountain, the wolf owl Taoist served in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was not far from the Wenjian Pavilion, so it was not strange to meet the wolf owl Taoist here.

Finally, Song Mingting came to the front of the Wenjian Pavilion, and in front of the gate, an old man was lying on a recliner and was taking a nap. This is the Supreme Elder who guards the Pavilion.

Although the Asking Sword Pavilion is a subordinate pavilion of the Patriarch Pavilion, it is no worse than the Patriarch Pavilion in terms of status, because there are flying swords of the ancestors of the past dynasties placed in it, which can be said to be the Patriarch Pavilion in another sense, so it is not surprising that the Elder Taishang will personally guard the door.

The Supreme Elder suddenly opened his eyes as soon as Song Mingting approached.

After he saw Song Mingting, he suddenly smiled: "You are the third disciple of self-denial?"

Song Mingting was slightly stunned, but his reaction was not slow, and he immediately said, "Yes." ”

The amiable Supreme Elder explained, "I am your senior uncle and ancestor, I have heard of you before, you are going to enter the Sword Pavilion to get a sword?"

Song Mingting has done a lot of things over the years, just by discovering the remains of the Qingli Dao people, it is enough for the middle and high-level of the sect to know about him, and besides, this Supreme Elder is still a person from Zhongshu Peak, so it is not surprising to know him.

Song Mingting smiled and nodded, "Yes, Senior Uncle Ancestor." ”

Elder Taishang stretched out his hand with a smile and said, "I'll look at the identity card." ”

Song Mingting took off the identity plate and handed it over, and Elder Taishang quickly returned it after reading it: "Go in, just open the door inside and enter after entering the pavilion." ”

Song Mingting nodded, and after thanking him, he entered the Sword Pavilion. The decoration in the pavilion is very simple and full of solemn atmosphere. Song Mingting only glanced around before retracting his gaze, then walked to the door in the middle and pushed it open.

The eyes are no different from ordinary rooms, but when Song Mingting stepped over the threshold, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and after a period of spatial transformation, Song Mingting stepped into a dark space.

This space is extremely dark, without a trace of light, and it seems to be boundless, and being in it, as if you are in the infinite void, makes people feel calm.

Song Mingting suddenly sighed with emotion, in his "previous life", he was not qualified to enter because of his low talent at the beginning, and when he was qualified to enter the Wenjian Pavilion, the mountain gate had already been occupied.

So this was the first time he had entered the Sword Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Song Mingting's eyes suddenly burst out with hatred. "In the previous life", everything happened so fast that even the flying swords in the Sword Pavilion were only a small part transferred. Most of the flying swords have become the trophies of the Demon Dao, and the Demon Dao has greatly increased its strength because of it.

But "in this life", such a thing will never happen. Song Mingting said in his heart.

At this moment, a glimmer of light suddenly lit up in the dark space, and the light seemed to fly from the depths of the void, and it was in front of you in the blink of an eye.

It was a purple flying sword, like a brilliant sunset, and in the sword light, the clouds rolled.

Purple Ethereal Sword, a medium-grade Xuan-level flying sword, one of the swords of the twenty-third generation of Patriarch Ethereal Real People.

Almost as soon as the flying sword flew in front of him, such a passage flashed in Song Mingting's mind.

Without him, he knew this passage too well.

These true disciples had to learn all kinds of homework at the beginning of their cultivation, and one of them, called "Asking the Sword Pavilion Famous Sword Spectrum", was extremely popular.

Because boys always worship strength, and what could attract their attention more than all kinds of powerful flying swords?

Therefore, when he was young, he almost turned the book to ruin, and naturally remembered the contents clearly. And he believed that not only him, but any other True Disciple would be able to recognize the Purple Ethereal Sword at a glance.