"In the past, my junior brother always looked like a tuberculosis ghost, which looked really distressing, but now I look at this spirit and spirit are a lot better, I am happy for you as a senior brother!"

"Of course......"

When the prodigal swordsman said this, his words suddenly changed: "Senior brother has come from so far away, but he has suffered a lot along the way, and he is now penniless, can he bear to watch his senior brother live on the streets?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yichuan was silent.

After a long time, he took out a handful of broken silver from his waist, flicked his wrist, and threw it at the prodigal swordman.

As soon as the swordsman saw the silver, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand to take it: "Oh, the junior brother is really promoted and made a fortune, this shot is different!"

"In the past, my senior brother asked you for money, but it was very difficult, but now I don't need to say more, I will give it myself!"

"You are really a good junior brother, this makes me ......"

"This nonsense, don't say more......"

Jiang Yichuan interrupted what the prodigal swordsman was about to say with an expressionless face, calmly looked at his senior brother, and said lightly: "This is the last time I will give you money! From now on, don't think about getting any more money from me......

"Also, I know that Senior Brother has outstanding strength and strong sword skills, and I am indeed not your opponent!, but now ......"

Speaking of which, Jiang Yichuan pulled the clothes on his body-

The clothes of the black-clad sword guard!

"Now the junior brother is a member of the black-clothed sword guard directly under the command of Lord Gu, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and he ranks among the hundred households of the Fusi in Beizhen......!

"The Jinyi Guard's edict is for you!"

As soon as these words came out, the prodigal swordsman's originally playful expression suddenly stopped.

He looked at Jiang Yichuan in front of him.

Put his hands together on his lower abdomen, his waist is straight, and his body is even more energetic, and there is a powerful knife intent in his body that is ready to start, which is very different from the previous image of tuberculosis ghosts.

This made the prodigal swordsman's face solemn, and the birth in his eyes also quietly gave birth to a touch of relief.

But the expression was only fleeting, and it soon returned to its original playfulness.

"Senior brother's words, it's really ruthless......!

"Stop!"

Jiang Yichuan interrupted the prodigal swordsman again, and then took out a token from his arms and threw it into the hands of his senior brother.

"This is a knife order issued by the commander of the Jinyi Guard, if the senior brother is interested, he will go to Lingwu Mountain on March 28 to discuss the knife ......."

"I know you're a prodigal son, and you don't like bondage, but now ......"

Speaking of this, Jiang Yichuan took a deep breath, and there was a touch of fanaticism in his eyes: "Times have changed!"

His gaze turned and re-focused on his senior brother: "The era that belongs to our swordsmen has come!"

"That's all I have to say, senior brother is good for himself!"

After that, Jiang Yichuan tiptoed a little, jumped a few times, and left here.

In the same place, only the prodigal swordsman was left standing alone, holding the knife order in his hand, and his face was stunned.

It was a long time before he came to his senses.

"Interesting! It seems that my good junior brother has really found a good backer!"

"What's even more interesting is that my junior brother actually gave me a knife word order...... Do you want me to join Jinyiwei as well?"

"Is this what the junior brother himself meant, or is this the meaning of the commander of the brocade guard?"

"This is to take me all under your command!"

"It's getting more and more interesting!"

As he spoke, the smile on his face grew thicker and thicker.

Placing the token in his arms, he walked out with his knife in his hand.

"It's really interesting!"

Unbeknownst to the prodigal son, a voice suddenly appeared on a roof not far above him after he left.

This figure looked at the direction he was far away, and even let out the same emotion as him.

This person's face was expressionless, but he tightly grasped a long knife at his waist in his hand, the knife was not unsheathed, but it exuded a fierce aura.

It's just that this breath has been sealed in the knife hole.

But if anyone sees this knife, they will immediately have a thought in their hearts—

Once the sword is unsheathed,

It's going to be earth-shattering!

At this moment, the owner of the knife muttered: "The world's swordsmen go to Jingshi, it's really interesting!"

"When I first entered the capital, I encountered such an interesting thing, and if I arrived at Lingwu Mountain, I am afraid it would be even more interesting!"

He thought, a smile on his face, and then turned to leave.

Just when the wind and clouds were surging in the rivers and lakes, and there was a murderous opportunity hidden in the court.

At the same time, far away in a bitter cold place that seems to be forever sealed by ice and snow, there is a magnificent building complex located here.

In the building complex, you can see countless people dressed in black robes and embroidered with the sun and moon marks on the collar and chest coming and going.

If an older Central Plains warrior came here, I'm afraid he would exclaim in surprise-

These people are all disciples of the Sun and Moon God Cult!

That is what the Central Plains Martial Arts said about the Demon Sect!

At this moment, the cold wind was howling, mixed with ice and snow, as if it was about to blow people's cheeks, but these people were standing in the open square, each kneeling on one knee, without saying a word.

The whole square is very quiet.

In addition to the sound of the cold wind howling and the brazier burning all around, the flames swayed with the wind and the charcoal crackled and popped.

In front of the square is a large wooden platform.

Inside the high platform, there is an empty room.

In the room, more than a dozen figures were sitting down with each other, discussing things.

It is worth mentioning that although they are seated separately, the position at the top is empty, and on either side of the head is a woman sitting on each side.

A white-haired woman, a young girl.

The white-haired woman was dressed in a white robe with a crescent moon embroidered on it.

The maiden was dressed in a red robe embroidered with the sun.

It is the saintess of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect.

Underneath the two of them, there were separate sect elders in black robes who were protecting the Dharma, and there were more than a dozen of them in total.

"Holy Maiden, it's not that the old man is dissatisfied with that Gu Fengqing, but this son is really arrogant to the extreme, my Holy Sect has a huge foundation, and the masters are like clouds, if others know that they have the opportunity to become the leader of my Holy Sect, it will be his great blessing, but this Gu Fengqing ......"

A black-robed elder couldn't help but be angry: "He actually wants our Holy Sect to go directly over, this is simply not taking us seriously!"

"That's it!"

As soon as these words came out, another black-robed elder also said angrily: "What status is my Holy Sect, he actually looks down on us so much!"

"What's more, the Full Moon Scimitar and the Divine Sword Slash are my Holy Sect's peerless learning, only by pulling out the Full Moon Scimitar and learning the Divine Sword Slash can he be qualified to become the leader of my Holy Sect, how can he Gu Fengqing be virtuous?!"

"If it had been 30 years ago......

Many elders and Dharma protectors in the sect have spoken up one after another to express their dissatisfaction.

As they spoke, the white-haired woman remained silent, just watching them quietly.

It took a long time for the voices of these elder protectors to gradually lower and finally fall silent.

It was only at this time that the white-haired woman spoke: "You also said that the Holy Sect is not ...... thirty years ago."

"The position of the head of my Holy Sect has been vacant for decades, and the top and bottom of the sect have been staying in this bitter cold place outside the gate, there has been no sect leader for thirty years, and the hearts of the people in the sect are fluctuating, if we don't find the sect leader to lead us into the customs, can we still hold out for many years?"

"Do we have the next thirty years?!"

The white-haired woman's gaze swept over everyone in the audience one by one: "Twenty-eight years ago, the Holy Sect Elder Tianmei Palace Master rebelled, and the three Dharma Protectors responded, causing my Holy Sect to lose three elders and four Dharma protectors. ”

"Seventeen years ago, the Holy Sect's protector Tie Feilong rebelled and took away one hundred and thirty-seven disciples of the Holy Sect...... Especially the morale blow, it's even heavier!"

"Thirteen years ago, the two elders who experienced the Great War thirty years ago sat down, so that there were only three transcendents left in the sect!"

"Six years ago, one of the three transcendent sects, Elder Yang Jingting entered the customs to secretly build a station, but was discovered by the Central Plains Sect, Wudang, Shaolin, and Chunyang Palace each sent a transcendent interception, resulting in Elder Yang being seriously injured, although he escaped by luck, he has never recovered!"

"For thirty years, although my Holy Sect has been recuperating, time has been getting worse and worse, and in this case...... Do we still have time to wait?Do we still have a chance to wait?!"

Listening to the words of the white-haired saintess, these elders and Dharma protectors seated were all silent.

It took a long time before one of the Dharma Protectors hesitated: "Can you ...... But even so, the Full Moon Scimitar and the Divine Sword Slash are the absolute learning of my Holy Sect, if you can't learn it, you can't become the sect leader, this is left by the previous sect master, how can it be broken?"

"The last words left by the previous sect master, this palace will naturally not break!"

The white-haired saint said: "When we enter the customs, we can bring the full moon scimitar and the divine sword, and I will personally hand them over to that Gu Fengqing!"

"This ...... This...... What a system this is!"

Listening to the Holy Maiden's words, an elder was dumbfounded: "Isn't this our Holy Sect rushing to send the foundation and the exercises?"

"In this case, how can we have the face of the Holy Sect?!"

"yes, yes!"

"This must not be done!"

As soon as they heard this, these elder protectors all subconsciously shook their heads.

Seeing this, the white-haired woman sighed.

"This time, the palace and the Holy Maiden of the Temple of the Sun traveled to the Central Plains, and saw with my own eyes that Gu Fengqing's style of acting, no matter the character, morality, talent, and talent are difficult to find in the world, and the most important thing is that it is very suitable for the principles of my Holy Sect, if I can let him serve as the leader of my Holy Sect, my Holy Sect will inevitably regain its past glory!"

"But if we still rest on our laurels, then the Holy Sect will really be finished!"

"Right now, it's our last chance!"

"But ......"

Hearing this, an elder couldn't help but say, "Even if we enter the pass with the Full Moon Scimitar and the Divine Sword, how can the Jianghu Sect in the Central Plains Region let us in?"

The holy woman said: "The commander of the brocade guard said that as long as we are willing to enter the customs, we can carry his token, and the counties along the way dare not stop it...... We can set foot in the Central Plains with great fanfare and leave this bitter cold land. ”

"And he also directly asked Jinyi Wei to tell the world, no matter who dares to intercept and kill my Holy Sect, they will kill the three clans without forgiveness and raze!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent again.

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

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