Several elders were puzzled, not understanding why the white-haired Daoist reacted so violently.

The sword tablet in the middle of the dojo is the holy sword totem of Tianzhu Mountain, which means very sacred.

That strange white-robed young man was shouting arrogantly under the holy sword, it was really rude!

Even when several elders saw it, Zhibai and Shouhei followed behind the white-robed youth.

Everyone could guess that the white-robed young man might be the descendant of the Sword God.

But in the eyes of everyone, since he is the descendant of the sword god, he should be in awe of the sword god and the holy sword.

However, the white-haired Daoist is the leader of Tianzhu Mountain.

Even he didn't get angry, let alone scold the white-robed young man, but showed his intention to protect him.

This made everyone even more puzzled, how could Huanglong Daxian react like this?

Just when several elders were shocked and secretly puzzled, the white-haired Taoist hurried to the middle of the dojo.

His expression was complicated, full of anticipation and a little apprehensive, and his eyes were fixed on the white-robed figure.

After just ten breaths, everyone came to the thousand-foot-high sword tablet.

Zhibai and Shouhei came back to their senses and hurriedly saluted everyone.

"Meet the Great Immortal and the Elders!"

The two bowed respectfully, then stood aside, waiting for orders.

Ji Tianxing's mood gradually calmed down, and he turned to look at the white-haired Daoist and several elders.

When he looked at the white-haired Taoist, both of them had narrowed pupils, and a flash of brilliance flashed in their eyes.

Especially the white-haired Taoist, his body was shaken, his eyes widened, and he let out a low roar in his heart.

"It's him! Sure enough, it's him!

That look, that momentum, that look...... Absolutely identical!"

Several elders had come to worship the Tianzhu Mountain later, and they had not seen the Sword God himself.

But the white-haired Daoist is the sword god's follower guard and eldest disciple, and he is extremely familiar with everything about the sword god.

Even after a thousand years, he can clearly remember the sword god's eyes and breath, and every move.

At this moment, the white-haired Taoist's old eyes welled up with burning old tears.

He couldn't hold back the excitement and sourness in his heart anymore, bent down at Ji Tianxing, and bowed deeply.

"Unscrupulous disciple Huang Long, meet the master!"

Ever since the Sword God left Tianzhu Mountain, for more than a thousand years, Huang Long had been thinking about his master all the time.

Especially, after the news of the fall of the Sword God spread, Huang Long was even more grief-stricken.

But he kept in mind the teachings of his master, shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding Tianzhu Mountain, and always adhered to it no matter how sad he was.

No one knows how much suffering and suffering he has endured for more than a thousand years.

No one knows how much the news of the fall of the Sword God has dealt him a blow.

Now that I suddenly see the teacher respecting the students, and I appear in front of me again, this is tantamount to turning the world upside down and going back in time.

The longing and remembrance that lasted for thousands of years made his state of mind completely lost.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the day when he first climbed Tianzhu Mountain 1,500 years ago and apprenticed to the Sword God.

Therefore, when he was in a mood, he would perform a discipleship in public.

His deep worship contained too many feelings.

Except for himself, only Ji Tianxing can read it.

Zhibai and Shouhei were dumbfounded on the spot, and looked at Huanglong Daoren dumbfounded, their eyes full of shock.

The five elders were also stunned, staring at the Huanglong Daoist dumbfounded, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Dasen, what are you doing here?"

"Daxian, hurry up, you recognize the wrong person!"

"That's the descendant of the Sword God!"

Several elders opened their mouths to remind the Huanglong Dao people, and even two elders hurriedly stretched out their hands to help him up.

But Huanglong Daoist is a martial saint, he doesn't move at all, and maintains a bowing posture, who can help him up?

Ji Tianxing also looked at him with complicated eyes, looking at his old white robe, waist-length white hair and old face, his mood was also quite heavy and emotional.

After being silent for a moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed his complicated emotions, and said with a smile: "Huanglong, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, how is your Imperial Sword Heart Sutra cultivation?"

If you don't personally guide you, you won't slack off again, right?"

Ji Tianxing's voice was gentle and calm, but there was a sense of coercion in the depths of the mountains.

As soon as the Huanglong Dao people heard this extremely familiar voice, their bodies trembled, and they couldn't help but burst into tears.

Fifteen hundred years ago, when he practiced with the Sword God, he often had to meet the Sword God for a long time.

Every time he saw the Sword God, the Sword God would ask him about his cultivation.

Especially in the last twenty years, the Sword God would ask him about the cultivation progress of the Sword Heart Sutra every time.

However, the Imperial Sword Heart Sutra is an incomparably advanced sword path, and the progress of his cultivation is very slow.

When he met the Sword God, he was terrified, afraid of being scolded by the Sword God, and even more afraid of disappointing the Sword God.

Ever since the Sword God left, he thought he would never hear this sentence in his life.

But he never thought that after thousands of years, he heard that familiar sentence again today, and it was word for word.

He raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his old face, and replied with a trembling voice: "Master Qiqi, the disciple has already penetrated the first seven layers of the Imperial Sword Heart Sutra, and now he has reached the eighth layer!"

Ji Tianxing showed a smile of relief, nodded and said, "Not bad! The seventh layer is the biggest threshold, as soon as you enter the eighth layer, you can hide the sword void, and the sword can travel thousands ......of miles."

This old man and young man are really like masters and apprentices, and they have a conversation.

The five elders, Zhibai and Shouhei, had already looked at them with blank expressions, and they were all speechless and stunned in place.

The expressions and eyes of the people were very strange.

But no one dared to speak, interrupting the strange scene in front of them.

Several elders looked at each other, and they all shook their heads again and again, and they began to talk in grief.

"Alas...... Poor Daxian misses his ancestor so much that he actually regards that person as his ancestor!"

"Crazy! All of them are crazy! Daxian is already old and confused, and even that kid is crazy with him!"

"I can't let them go on like this anymore, if the disciples in the sect see it, what kind of system will it become?"

"Yes, Daxian is the only remaining martial saint of Tianzhu Mountain, and he is also our mentor, we must not let him be insulted and teased like this!"

"That kid is so rude as the heir of his ancestor in vain...... What a disappointment!"

Just as several elders were secretly discussing, Ji Tianxing had already raised his hand and helped the Huanglong Dao people up.

Huanglong Daoist looked up at his face, his old face was full of excitement and respect.

Ji Tianxing looked at him with kind eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, now that you are a thousand-year-old monster who has become an immortal and an ancestor, how can you lose your manners? Don't let the younger generations see jokes."

No matter what the situation in Tianzhu Mountain is today, now that the division has returned, it is necessary to clear the enemy and regain its divine brilliance!"

Huanglong Daoist nodded again and again, and said in a firm tone: "Huanglong has long known, and has always firmly believed, that a god like Shizun will never fall!"

You are destined to dominate the world.

Even if it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, you will eventually return!"

(End of chapter)