In a bright and clear stone chamber, the walls are surrounded by books.

In the middle of the stone room, two figures stood opposite each other across a stone platform with shiny runes.

On the stone platform, a letter sword wrapped in runes floated.

The location recorded by the photo bead is behind one of the people, so it is not clear that the person's appearance is not clear.

This person was dressed in a black sword robe, with a high crown and tied hair, and he could still feel his majesty when he looked closely at his back.

On the other side of the stone platform was a thin old man chained.

Since the photo beads can only record images, the voices of the two people cannot be heard, but it can be clearly seen that the old man is crazy.

The man in the black sword robe stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the stone platform, and then on the letter sword, some words appeared.

When Ning Baifeng and Jiang Feng saw these words, their faces immediately turned pale.

Next, the black sword-robed figure in the photo flicked his sleeves, and the letter sword broke through the air.

Immediately after, the black-robed figure turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the face was revealed.

It was the left resignation of the lord of Zhenyue Peak.

Then the old man burst into laughter.

The figure of Zhenyue Peak Lord Zuo Ci disappeared, and in a moment, those talisman lamps on the walls of the stone room suddenly exploded.

The flames swept through the stone room, and the old man suddenly stopped laughing and grabbed it with one hand.

The photo distance is immediately shortened.

At this time, the lower part of the old man's body was already covered in flames, but he still resisted the shaking of the stone platform.

Rune light.

The old man looked at the shadow beads, his pale and thin face was covered with the crimson of the flames, and the eyes he left behind revealed a complex look, including pain, hatred, disappointment, and relief.

The photo changed, and suddenly changed from rune brilliance and flames to green mountains and green waters.

An immature teenager stumbled across the mountains, and at the end of the picture, there was only the immature palm.

At this point, the photo is over.

From this photo, Ning Baifeng knew who was taking advantage of Yuantai's relationship with himself to lure him out of the mountain. Then he used his relationship with Jiang Feng to kill the two of them.

Jiang Feng also thought about these things clearly, but he still had doubts.

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"You've done such a rebellious thing!"

Zhuo Xinyuan's expression had always been light-hearted, and finally became gloomy, looked at Zuo Ci, and shouted: "Uncle Liu Yu treats you well, but I didn't expect you to take revenge." You are really a good means!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Zuo Ci, who was standing on the sword cloud above.

Everyone knows what happened in this photograph and what it means.

Cultivators always treat their disciples with great care, especially in terms of their minds, and they consider them in great detail.

To a large extent, inheriting the teacher's art is to inherit its avenue.

If the final road is different, the final result is very likely to be cannibalism between master and apprentice.

The reason why the disciples of each peak in Huiyuan Mountain are the descendants of each peak and do not have a formal apprenticeship is because of this.

The scene in the photo in front of me is the act of the master and the apprentice fighting, and then bullying the teacher and killing the teacher.

Bullying teachers and destroying ancestors in the world is still a great crime, and among those who practice, this kind of behavior is simply unbearable to hear, and the crime cannot be punished!

The eyes of the crowd were full of disdain.

Many Hui Yuanshan disciples were even more furious.

Only the disciples of Zhenyue Peak had complicated expressions.

Yanagi's face was bloodless, his eyes were frightened, and his brain went blank.

I just apprenticed to the teacher, but I didn't expect that the master was a person who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, which was a great blow to everyone.

However, at this time, even though thousands of disdainful eyes fell on his body, Zuo Ci was still indifferent.

He looked at Zhuo Xinyuan and said coldly, "What can you bear with me?!"

In terms of cultivation, he is stronger than Zhuo Xinyuan,

Not to mention the strength, just one look could make Zhuo Xinyuan hurt before.

He can be proud of everyone present, so he doesn't care about any eyes.

Naturally, I don't care about Zhuo Xinyuan's opinion.

How can you bear with me?

The attitude of the left is extremely rampant.

There was an uproar in the hearts of everyone on the gimbal.

The matter was exposed, Zuo Ci was not afraid, and even exerted pressure in reverse with his own realm.

This kind of practice is simply disgusting.

Zhuo Xinyuan quietly looked at this man wearing a black majestic sword robe and two strands of white hair fluttering on his forehead.

He found that he had never recognized this fellow disciple, and he used to just think that he was more utilitarian and wanted to monopolize the power of the mountain, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have a sense of shame.

Kill the master and seize the throne.

With such an ambitious cultivation of the mind, how to cultivate into an Upper Realm Sword Immortal.

Zhuo Xinyuan gradually calmed down and said, "You killed the Three Peach Blossom Immortals?!Where did Senior Sister Lin Yuyuan go?!"

Zuo Ci sneered, "That photo just now has already told you the answer, you asked the wrong person!"

Such an answer is equivalent to indicating that in the photo, the woman Pei Qianshan walked over was the Daifeng master Gu Hanying.

The quiet atmosphere on the gimbal was finally broken by the noise.

Although the three immortals of peach blossoms do not often go out of the mountain, their reputation has long been spread far and wide. The three sisters are all sword cultivators in the Sword Pill Realm, and they have long been rumored to be a good story, and they use the piano as a sword, and they are imitated by many female disciples of affiliated sects.

Especially in the empty fog, many female disciples do not want to practice the sword intent of the cold and fierce aura of the fog hidden frost, but like to be close to the three immortals of the peach blossoms, and they also prefer to cultivate the sword with the qin. Therefore, the disciples of Empty Mist Peak seem to be divided into two factions, and they dislike each other.

However, hearing the conversation between the two at this time, the Peach Blossom Three Immortals were actually killed by Gu Hanying.

Ning Baifeng recalled the first time he saw the peach in the peach blossom three immortals, and in the peach forest incident, they also helped themselves speak out, and even argued with reason.

Jiang Feng's face was heavy, and the guess he had made some time ago was actually true.

The person who killed the Three Immortals of Peach Blossom was really Gu Hanying.

Zhuo Xinyuan looked at Zuo Ci quietly, then raised his head slightly, and said, "How long do you plan to watch the play?!"

This sentence is a little inexplicable.

But when everyone looked up along Zhuo Xinyuan's gaze, they understood that this sentence was for the pavilion master in the Sword Pavilion.

The crowd waited for a moment, but there was no sound.

Zuo Ci said coldly: "He is too busy to take care of himself, no matter how much he says, there is no point in saying more, you should take care of yourself." ”

Some people don't quite understand the meaning of this, why the pavilion master is so busy taking care of himself.

Others remembered the breaking realm in the Sword Pavilion before the sword, after the pavilion master broke the realm, he should be in a critical period of consolidating the realm, and he should not be disturbed.

Zhuo Xinyuan looked at Zuo Ci and said, "What do you want!"

Zuo Ci said: "The matter has come to this, and it doesn't hurt to tell you." From today onwards, Hui Yuan Mountain is no longer the Sword Academy, it has been renamed the Hui Yuan Sword Sect, and I am the first sect master of the Hui Yuan Sword Sect!"

"And you, do you decide on your own or do I do it?!"

When he said this, Zuo Ci's gaze swept over Zhuo Xinyuan, past Jiang Feng, the second-generation division commander of Shangyang Peak, Yue Hanyi, and finally landed on Ning Baifeng, who had been silent on the cloud platform.

Obviously, in order to completely control Hui Yuanshan, Zuo Ci plans to eliminate all these people who are not from different paths.

The people who were swept by the gaze were all distracted.

As for the other disciples, they were speechless, and no one dared to speak.

The second-generation division commanders in the cloud platform were all silent, how could they dare to speak out.

As for the foreign sect monks who came to watch the ceremony, they had their own plans in their hearts, after all, the transformation of Huiyuan Mountain into Huiyuan Sword Sect was also an opportunity for some sects.

Among them, there are also many people who are full of righteous indignation, such as the Taibai Sword Mansion and the Qinglian Sword Ping, which have been close to the Sword Pavilion from beginning to end

, Nan Qiuye and Qi Yu have secretly raised their spirits.

The atmosphere on the gimbal is somewhat subtle.

"Do you think that if you kill us, Huiyuanshan will be yours?"

Zhuo Xinyuan looked at Zuo Ci and said calmly: "A mountain gate lies in the unity of all people, you are cutting back to the Yuanshan Ding Sword Pavilion." At this time, if there is a sword forest person, he will definitely clap his hands and applaud. ”

Zuo Ci glanced at him, and his face showed a sneer.

He knew that the other party was stalling for time, but he didn't care, no matter whether the pavilion master was out of the customs or not, he couldn't stop his decision.

Zuo Ci sneered: "Go back to Yuanshan...... Ding Sword Pavilion, since this title was spread, this sect has long been divided! For thousands of years, the Sword Pavilion has become higher and higher, and it has reached the point of being unattainable, and the disciples under the mountain are not beneficial at all, so what use do you want him to do!"

Many people looked up at the Sword Pavilion in the sky.

Although it feels like the Sword Pavilion is only a few miles away from Yuntai, many disciples of Hui Yuanshan know that this distance of several miles is actually unattainable, and it is extremely difficult for the Sword Guts Realm to fly up the sword.

And Lang Ping and Wu Ziqi, the last time they were able to go to the Sword Pavilion, it was only because they took the sword boat, they will never forget the feeling of sitting on the sword boat, which has passed hundreds of years.

Zhuo Xinyuan said: "Don't forget, the reason why this sect can compete with the Sword Forest is all because of the Sword Pavilion. ”

Zuo Ci was silent for a moment, and laughed at himself: "Fighting for the saint is just a joke, and it has been burdened by fame for thousands of years, but it is useless. ”

As soon as such remarks came out, many young disciples in the main peak immediately looked at each other angrily.

In the eyes of many young disciples, the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Forest Fighting for Sainthood was an extremely glorious thing, and it was naturally extremely angry to be so belittled at this moment.

Even if this derogatory person is the Zhenyue Peak Lord, that won't work!

However, those second-generation teachers were still silent, they looked at those indignant disciples, and sighed in their hearts.

Once upon a time, they also regarded the Sword Pavilion as the highest honor of the sect, and they did not allow others to defile it at all.

However, the long years have worn away their last blood, and the rest just want to live longer.

The longer you live, the more you fear death.

"Well, enough talked, you should die too. ”

Zuo Ci raised his hand, his five fingers were opened, and the sword shadow mountain appeared on his palm, which would roll out at any time.

However, at this moment, a circle of ripples suddenly rippled on the Sword Pavilion.

Zuo Ci instantly pushed his palm out.

That sword shadow mountain, with a bang, burst like a bubble.

Zuo Ci's figure disappeared in an instant, appearing hundreds of feet away.

He looked up at the Sword Pavilion with a gloomy face.

A lot of people didn't react.

But some other people saw the clue, this should be the cabinet master's shot.

Zuo Ci's gaze turned to the sea of clouds in the extreme north, and said in a deep voice: "This is your goal, if you don't make a move, when will you wait?!"

Another inexplicable remark.

However, it seemed that this sentence had an effect, and in the sea of clouds in the extreme north, a shocking sword light suddenly rushed up.

In the midst of everyone's surprise, there were three figures that seemed to be faster than this sword light, and they appeared on the gimbal in an instant.

After seeing these three people clearly, everyone on the periphery had different expressions.

One man and two women.

The two women are Gu Hanying and Xie Cai.

The veils on the faces of the master and apprentice have disappeared, revealing a cold and arrogant face, like an iceberg snow lotus, an incomprehensible beauty.

However, such a beauty is not shining, which is surprising.

The man's weapon is magnificent, wearing a robe embroidered with a silver sword, the air around his body is cut by invisible sword marks from time to time, and the sword momentum that overflows from the whole person makes people cry in the corners of their eyes.

This person is like a monarch in a sword, making people dare not look at it directly.

No one explained, but everyone knew that this was the Lord of the Empty Mist Peak who had been in retreat for more than a hundred years.

Huan Jun.