The little uncle of the Tiangang Sword Sect - Bai Zige, is a well-known fairy in the southeast half of the Yanteng Empire. ”

Such a beautiful person, of course, there are never many suitors, but her personality is too cold, and even many young masters and princes of famous nobles came to visit the Tiangang Sword Sect, but every time she was rejected by retreat.

The reason why she is so admired is, of course, not just the half of her face, but more importantly, her talent for cultivating truth.

At the age of only twenty-seven or eighteen, Bai Zige already has the cultivation of the Reflecting Moon Realm, and looking at the entire Yanteng Empire, this kind of talent is an extremely top existence.

Bai Zige has a great reputation, so she has received an apprentice who has attracted much attention, this apprentice is none other than Ning Qiandu, a woman with talent and appearance.

The master is admired by hundreds of millions of people, and the apprentice is also famous, and many sects know that in addition to the little uncle of the Tiangang Sword Sect, the most beautiful person is the senior sister of this generation of disciples, Ning Qiandu.

The beauty and talent of the master and apprentice are excellent, and there are many admirers, of course, there will be some people with bad intentions, but these people dare not show a trace, after all, it is not good for reputation, because in this Yanteng Empire, there are still many monks who pay attention to reputation.

But this time, what Elder Feng said meant was that their Burning Flame Sect Sect Master, and the Young Sect Master of the Burning Flame Sect, not only wanted Bai Zige, but also Ning Qiandu to go for a few years.

What do you mean after a few years? Isn't it just a victim in bed?

"You deceive people too much!"

As soon as he heard Elder Feng's words, the true qi on the bodies of many elders of the Tiangang Sword Sect surged wildly, and in an instant, the air was cold and the wind was howling.

Even Sect Master Mu frowned when he heard this.

Seeing this, Elder Feng smiled and said, "Our Burning Flame Sect has four lives buried in the hands of your Tiangang Sword Sect, how to decide, it depends on what Sect Master Mu means." Our sect master said that we can give a grace period of one month, and after a month, the Burning Flame Sect will not see your sincerity, hehehe, then I'm sorry, we can only ask for the debt for our dead disciples with our own hands. ”

With that, Elder Feng flicked his long sleeves and turned around and walked out of the lobby, and the hair of the Burning Flame Sect behind him turned around and left, all with mocking smiles on their faces.

"Sect Master, I can't agree to their conditions!, our Tiangang Sword Sect is not so lowly that we need two women to sacrifice their bodies to preserve!" said an elder indignantly.

"Yes, Sect Master, although our Tiangang Sword Sect's power has declined, we can't be without bones!"

"Yes, Sect Master, we can't be boneless!"

......

The elders said indignantly.

"Of course I know that if it really reaches that level, we would rather die than break the proud bones of the Tiangang Sword Sect for generations. Sect Master Mu sighed and said.

It can be seen from his expression that he is very tired, he has too much heart for the sword faction, it can be said that since he inherited the position of sect master, he has been worrying about maintaining the sword sect all the time.

Now, it's been more than 40 years.

Sect Master Mu suddenly turned his head and said to the many elders with a serious expression, "Do you believe in Ancestor Master's prophecy?"

"......" All the elders were stunned.

"Sect Master, to say a somewhat disrespectful word, the time is too long, even though the ancestor was extremely powerful back then, but he predicted what would happen in a few hundred years...... Alas!" said one of the elders.

When Sect Master Mu heard this, he looked at everyone again and said, "You don't believe it?"

"Sect Master, to be honest, it's not that we haven't believed it, but the sect has reached this point, and the ancestor has not shown the slightest sign of the prophecy, which is too hard to believe. ”

"Yes, Sect Master. ”

Hearing what everyone said, Sect Master Mu's face didn't change much, and he shook his head and said, "I think it's not time yet. ”

An elder had a bitter face and said, "Sect Master, even if Master Zu's prophecy is true, then the person in the prophecy is definitely Tianheng's child, but even if Tianheng's talent is strong, he can't save the sect, he doesn't have time to grow." ”

"Yes, even if the prophecy is true, Tianheng will not be able to save the sect. ”

Sect Master Mu's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the elders and said, "Tianheng's talent is indeed very strong, and he may even be stronger than the Seventh Elder, but I always feel that he is not the person predicted by the ancestor master. ”

"Sect Master, do you still have someone in mind?" said an elder, "But we are in the Tiangang Sword Sect...... The only ones who are gifted are Tianheng and Qiandu, do you think that Qiandu is the person in the prophecy?"

"Neither of them, I don't think so," Sect Master Mu said.

"Ahh

Sect Master Mu raised his head and looked at the huge painting behind the lobby and said, "Do you think that Ji Mo's child is really dead?"

In the painting is an old man with a long white beard, with a leisurely expression, fishing with a bamboo pole by the river, this old man is the ancestor of the Tiangang Sword Sect.

"Why did the Sect Master suddenly mention this?" one of the elders sighed.

As soon as Ji Mo was mentioned, all the elders sighed in their hearts, that plain and great disciple, he had died forever, and they didn't even have a chance to apologize.

"I just don't think he's dead. Do you think he's dead? Don't forget, the body hasn't been seen yet. Sect Master Mu said.

"Sect Master, but it's a demon spring, the most evil thing, and there is no way to save it. ”

"Don't forget, when Qiandu came back, he said that Ji Mo was surrounded by holy relics like Yang Soul, whether it was life or death, or it was unknown. Sect Master Mu said.

——

——

On the back mountain of the Tiangang Sword Sect, Bai Zige was still sitting on the boulder and cultivating, surrounded by three plum blossoms.

Because the three plum blossoms absorb the true qi scattered on Bai Zige's body every day, they grow very quickly, and the petals have bloomed all over the branches at this time, which is very beautiful.

Salsa Sasha ......

It was the sound of footsteps falling on the grass, and not long after the sound appeared, Ning Qiandu, who was dressed in white, appeared on the mountain peak.

At this time, Ning Qiandu looked sad and depressed, and she gently walked to Bai Zige's side and sat down.

"What?"

The slender eyelashes slowly opened, a pair of moving eyes appeared in the world, and a heavenly voice came from under the white veil.

Ning Qiandu looked at a plum blossom, some points of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Master, do you think Ji Mo is dead?"

"Why do you ask that?" Bai Zige asked.

"I don't think he's dead. ”

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