Tianchen Zhenjun didn't seem to expect Cheng Zhaozhao to answer like this, put down the kettle in his hand, and got up instead.

Tianchen Zhenjun is a very tall old man, and he didn't feel it when he was squatting, but at this time, there was an invisible pressure coming to his face when he was standing on his side.

Cheng Zhaozhao knew that this was not the naïve Zhenjun putting pressure on her, but the aura that he brought with him in a high position, which could be described as not angry but powerful.

"Haven't you heard of this disciple?"

"I've heard of some, but those are hearsay, and there is no record in the history of the sect. Cheng Zhaozhao thought for a while.

There was a wisp of white unknown flocculent object floating in the air, and Tianchen Zhenjun glanced at the spirit plant not far away, and with a wave of his hand, the person had already reached that place in an instant.

Taking advantage of this gap, Deacon Yuan said: "You junior, you know that if you miss such an opportunity, I am afraid that you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

These words were still in his ears, and Cheng Zhaozhao's body flashed to the side of Tianchen Zhenjun as soon as his body was light.

He said: "Since Benjun accepted apprentices, he has received a total of eleven apprentices, among which the eldest apprentice Gu Nanfeng and the fifth apprentice He Shaoyuan are the most outstanding. ”

"To be called outstanding by Zhenjun, I think these two seniors are really outstanding. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao had heard the names of these two seniors when he was in Fang City.

Tianchen Zhenjun smiled, stroked the somewhat gray beard on his chin, and said, "If you have talent, diligence, and opportunity, you will become outstanding." ”

At this time, Deacon Yuan, who was always standing not far away, said: "The predecessor of Nanfeng is now an elder of this sect, and the queen of Yuan is cultivated. And Shao Yuan's predecessors are already half-step gods, and they can be said to be better than blue. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao gasped, these legendary old monsters can make people completely surrender with their cultivation.

"And what about the rest?"

After saying this, Cheng Zhaozhao seemed to see disapproval in Deacon Yuan's eyes, as if he was reproaching her for not asking this.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't know, he just looked at Tianchen Zhenjun curiously.

But he didn't want Tianchen Zhenjun to say: "There is a rebel, and the name is not spoken." ”

"Don't say anything about Sword Monarch, Heavenly Sword Forger?"

Looking at the expression of Tianchen Zhenjun, she was right, this is the Heavenly Sword Forger she said in her mouth, and she is also the forger of Mu Shengxun's Heavenly Sword, how did such a respected predecessor become a rebel in the mouth of Tianchen Zhenjun?

There was a flash of displeasure in Tianchen Zhenjun's eyes, and he said coldly: "Abandon the sword and follow the weapon, you are no longer worthy of being called the Sword Monarch." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was stunned.

The more powerful the sword cultivator, the more persistent he became in swordsmanship, and this Heavenly Dust True Monarch was obviously even worse.

He added, "The rest of the disciples, don't mention it." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Senior, let's mention it, the younger generation is really curious." ”

Tianchen Zhenjun frowned: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Cheng Zhaozhao thought about it for a while, and finally asked, "Senior, are there any female disciples?"

When he said this, Cheng Zhaozhao deliberately paid attention to Tianchen Zhenjun's eyes, but saw that his eyes were slightly turned and he looked sideways.

Looking from this direction, you can only see a few rows of leek fields planted just now.

I don't know what he's thinking, so he didn't say anything for a long time.

It was this Deacon Yuan who frequently wiped the sweat on his head and stood restlessly.

After a long time, Tianchen Zhenjun suddenly said: "You want to ask Jun Xin!"

Really!

Sure enough, the master that Jun Xin often hears in the sea is the true monarch of this heavenly dust?

Cheng Zhaozhao felt a trembling for no reason, and his body seemed to be out of her control, but this kind of abnormality was only for a moment.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded.

The next moment, her body was light, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell into the spiritual field.

This fall was a bit heavy, and Cheng Zhaozhao only felt that half of his body was numb.

Looking up again, the person was no longer in the spiritual field, but appeared in a large hall.

Tianchen Zhenjun had disappeared, and it was Deacon Yuan standing on the side, but when he saw his hand raised, he helped Cheng Zhaozhao up.

"You junior, which pot you don't open and which pot you don't mention. "Deacon Yuan has a look of 'you are looking for yourself'.

"I wonder if the deacon can solve his doubts?"

Deacon Yuan turned around and left, stopping to look at her again.

Cheng Zhaozhao immediately followed.

The Divine Sword Pavilion was spacious and magnificent, and there were not many disciples inside, seeing Cheng Zhaozhao following behind Deacon Yuan, although there was surprise in their eyes, they only saluted Deacon Yuan from a distance and left in a hurry.

In addition, the Divine Sword Pavilion was very quiet, there was no noise and noise everywhere, even if many disciples were practicing swords, they could only occasionally hear a few shouts.

followed Deacon Yuan through a long and narrow verandah, and half of Cheng Zhaozhao's body had already eased up.

Deacon Yuan pushed open the door of a side hall and said, "Come in." ”

The side hall was spotless, with several rows of huge bookshelves, and some jade slips and classics were also placed on them.

"This is the collection of the Excalibur Pavilion. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao came to those huge bookshelves and looked up, the whole person looked extremely small between these bookshelves.

The larger the bookshelf, the larger the books and jade slips placed on it.

Cheng Zhaozhao's nearby jade slip was bigger than her bamboo bed.

This is the formation of the Divine Sword Pavilion again?

Deacon Yuan pointed to the first bookshelf from the left and said, "That classic records the lives of the eleven personal disciples of Tianchen Zhenjun. You have a quarter of an hour. ”

"The Library Pavilion too?"

Deacon Yuan said: "As you said, what the juniors know is nothing more than hearsay, and I am afraid that you can only see the life records of the seniors here. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao stepped over at the moment, and when she reached out to touch the huge tome, the aura on her body was sucked back.

At first, he panicked, but soon Cheng Zhaozhao calmed down, although the aura was sucked a lot, it was still within the bearable range.

In a matter of moments, the tome shrank to its normal size.

Cheng Zhaozhao quickly looked at it at the moment.

It was only a quarter of an hour, and she naturally checked Jun Xin's life record first.

Jun Xin, the daughter of the 521st head of the Cangjian Sect, Jun Linyue. Since childhood, he has worshiped under the Tianchen True Monarch of the Divine Sword Pavilion and has become his eighth disciple.

At the age of six, qi was introduced into the body, at the age of twelve, the foundation was built, and at the age of twenty-six, the golden pill was entered......

Lian Qi, Zhuji, and Jindan Dabi are all the first in the same level, and the Heavenly Sword Dragon Xiao is the natal spiritual weapon, and she is the only female disciple of Tianchen Zhenjun.

...... Gentle personality, known as the elegant fairy, since Jin Dan into the south of the country for decades, after returning, closed life and death to impact the Yuan infant realm.

More than a hundred years ago, he stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm and traveled with a group of high-level monks, but he was in an unknown domain and had no bones.

But in a few words, it is to write the whole life of Jun Xin.

It's just that these obviously can't satisfy Cheng Zhaozhao.

"That's all, who did Junxin's predecessor go to the Nameless Domain with, and how did he fall?" Cheng Zhaozhao asked.

Deacon Yuan said: "What is recorded in this classic book is only the life of the monk, why did the predecessor of the king fall, I am afraid that even the true monarch of Tianchen wants to know." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao's brows tightened suddenly: "Then why did Tianchen Zhenjun hear Jun Xin's predecessor's reaction like this?"

It seemed to be angry, and the anger emanating from him at that time was too strong, and even the nearest one suffered from her.

"Xu is angry with him, mourning his ......" Deacon Yuan stopped talking again.

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled.

I saw Deacon Yuan shaking his head and said, "This deacon has been in the Divine Sword Pavilion for less than a hundred years, and I don't know about the affairs of Jun's predecessors. ”

Judging from Fang Cai's unfinished words, Deacon Yuan was not ignorant, but he was unwilling to talk to her in detail.