Suddenly hearing his master's voice, even Zhao Jiuge's face was very surprised, his master is usually very strict with himself, usually there is nothing to do, he rarely looks for himself at all, why is he still calling him to go to the Xuantian Temple so late today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately, Zhao Jiuge thought of what had happened during the day today, and he was silently wondering in his heart, could it be for Elder Xiaofeng's matter, or maybe it was the upcoming sect martial arts competition?

Seeing that the night was as cold as water, Zhao Jiuge shook his head and decided not to think about it so much, what was it for, wouldn't he know if he went.

The blue-white aura was extremely dazzling in the night, and Zhao Jiuge controlled the 'cold underworld', directly cutting through the night sky and heading towards the Xuantian Palace.

Even though the entire Xuantian Mountain Range was under night, Zhao Jiuge, who was walking with the sword, found that each mountain peak was basically brightly lit, and occasionally some places were filled with a slight fluctuation of spiritual light.

In the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Jiuge saw the Xuantian Palace, which was extremely majestic even at night, withdrew the flying sword, stepped on the cyan stone brick at the entrance of the Xuantian Palace, and walked into the main hall with a calm expression.

On weekdays, there is usually nothing to do, and no one will come to this Xuantian Palace, so there is usually Jian Wuxin practicing here alone.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Jiuge was not surprised, and walked directly to the back of the hall, and saw his master Jian Wuxin in the secret room.

Today's Jian Wuxin is still dressed in a purple robe, still looking like a young man, his skin is white and tender, revealing a few touches of ruddy, but his vicissitudes of life are now a little more solemn.

Jian Wuxin was holding a white jade cylinder in his hand, as if he was observing some information, and he was not surprised to see Zhao Jiuge coming in, but after raising it slightly and glancing at Zhao Jiuge, he continued to look at the information of the jade cylinder in his hand with full attention, as if he had completely forgotten that he had called Zhao Jiuge in just now.

Zhao Jiuge didn't care either, although it may be that he hadn't spent much time with Jian Wuxin since he started his apprenticeship, but Zhao Jiuge also knew Jian Wuxin's character more or less.

After a long time, it seemed that Jian Wuxin had finally finished reading all the information in the jade tube, and then he set his eyes on Zhao Jiuge's body.

"Let's go, we haven't talked about it for a long time, you have been out to practice for so long, and you have encountered such a thing again, and today I happened to talk to you about the sect martial arts conference. ”

To Zhao Jiuge's surprise, Zhao Jiuge originally thought that Jian Wuxin would most likely talk about Elder Xiaofeng, but Jian Wuxin didn't say a word, but he was talking about the sect martial arts competition.

The night is as cool as water, and the breeze is blowing.

Zhao Jiuge accompanied his master Jian Wuxin, walked out of the Xuantian Palace, and stood behind the vermilion fence, watching the night and enjoying the mountain scenery.

"There are less than three months left in the sect martial arts competition, as the chief disciple of the sect, what are your plans? ”

The two were silent for a long time, Jian Wuxin never spoke, Zhao Jiuge naturally didn't make a sound, after a while, Jian Wuxin was a little surprised, in the past, most Zhao Jiuge would be the first to speak, it seems that after going out to practice for a while, his apprentice's personality has calmed down a lot, thinking about it like this, Jian Wuxin took the lead in asking.

"Master, when I came back a few days ago, I told you all my thoughts, as for the plan, it must be that I have just led this class of disciples to achieve a good result for the sect. ”

In the past few hundred years, every sect martial arts competition of the Xuantian Sword Sect has had unsatisfactory results, which are certainly related to the cooperation of several other holy places, but it also shows from another aspect that the Xuantian Sword Sect's own heritage is also declining.

"At the beginning, your senior sister Tie Hongyan was also in this position, and when she was about to compete in the sect, she said the same thing, and in the end, she almost lost her life, and she wanted to achieve the results, but she didn't just talk about it. ”

Jian Wuxin smiled lightly, his eyes didn't know what he was thinking, looking into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Jiuge thought silently, silent, as if thinking about something, and after a while, his slightly frowning brows also relaxed.

"Master, I understand, don't worry, I will do my best when the time comes, and the result will not disappoint you. ”

"By the way, you mentioned to me a few days ago to solve the internal contradictions, how do you want to solve them?" Jian Wuxin looked at the little apprentice in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking, he probably wouldn't be accepting apprentices in his life, after all, if he wanted to impact the Mahayana realm wholeheartedly, how could he still have the energy to teach disciples, so Zhao Jiuge might be regarded as a closed disciple.

"When the time comes, I will have to trouble the master to gather them tomorrow, and I will naturally have a way when the time comes. ”

Hearing the master mention this, Zhao Jiuge's face was filled with a smile, he must be safe outside, Zhao Jiuge himself has self-knowledge.

When he was elected as the chief disciple, many people were not convinced, and now that the sect martial arts conference is approaching, those disciples are afraid that after two years, the time has improved a lot, and their self-confidence has also swelled a lot, and after they were elected as the chief disciple, they left the sect to practice, those people don't know their own depth, they must want to compete with themselves in their hearts, so they must take advantage of this sect competition before the sprouts to strangle this sign in the cradle.

Zhao Jiuge is a thoughtful person, he likes to plan ahead, this sect martial arts competition is very important, he knows the current situation of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and secretly wants to stand out in this sect martial arts conference, so he has to think of all possible things.

"I still remember that Elder Xiaofeng asked you to come back early, and was going to take you to a place to improve your strength, but now that Elder Xiaofeng is gone, I will naturally take you to this secret place, since you have this heart, I will help you, and the meeting will be held tomorrow, just in time for the news from the Law Enforcement Hall, the seven disciples who have not returned, except for a few whose skills are not as good as others, and the fall is reasonable, the remaining two were killed, and it seems that they don't take my Xuantian Sword Gate in their eyes at all, and it seems that there are a lot of people who don't put my Xuantian Sword Gate in their eyes now。 When the time comes, take this opportunity, tomorrow you will take these disciples to solve this matter, and I will give you the specific news. ”

Jian Wuxin said slowly, and after pausing for a moment after speaking, he continued to instruct, "When the time comes, remember to come back a month in advance and take you to the secret place to improve your strength." Remember to come here tomorrow to convene a meeting, this is specific information, you can see for yourself, it is not early, you should go back early. ”

Waving his hand, Jian Wuxin turned around and left directly, leaving behind a somewhat inexplicable Zhao Jiuge, who had called himself to come over to talk before, and urged himself to leave before he said how long?

However, Zhao Jiuge didn't care, at least the important things had been made clear, and he also somewhat understood Jian Wuxin's intentions, in the final analysis, he just wanted to help himself.