I saw Cao Bin's dry right hand stretched out, and there was a black and purple pill lying quietly in the palm of his hand, thinking of the poisonous pill that Cao Bin said in his mouth, presumably this is, although the color is not as good as the blue elixir or catharsis that Zhao Jiuge has seen in the past, these pills have spirituality, but they are also full of medicinal fragrance, the difference is that the fragrance of this medicine is even stronger, so rich that it looks a little harsh.

"Do you want me to use this poison pill to mutilate our fellow elders?" Zhao Jiuge felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and said after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Yes, there is a bottle here, there are four or five pills in it, as long as you promise me that if I find an opportunity to do it at that time, I will not only spare your life, but also reward you with some treasures?" Cao Bin's words were full of temptation.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge's eyes were a little shaken, Cao Bin continued, "When the time comes, I will also teach you the law of my Northern Yin Sect and some cultivation experience, and then you will definitely be able to soar into the sky with the resources of the Xuantian Sword Sect, how to do it, do you still need to think about it." ”

The information in Cao Bin's words was full of temptations one by one, treasures, law decisions, and cultivation experience, these were all things that every monk dreamed of, Zhao Jiuge was a little confused, but soon his heart was firm.

The gentleman is frank, and the villain is often related.

What is the purpose of one's own cultivation, isn't it that you can follow your own heart in everything?

If you agree to this unidentified blood-robed man, then how will your conscience be at ease, magic weapons, and law decisions These things are exactly what you need at present, but you will obtain them through your own efforts, not by this method.

"Seeing that you don't look like a good person, maybe the Northern Yin Sect is also some kind of evil sect, those seniors of my Xuantian Sword Sect scattered and destroyed you, there must be a reason, if I want to promise you, don't think about it. ”

Although Zhao Jiuge was a little afraid of the gloomy and bloody aura on Cao Bin's body, he still did not go against his heart.

"You really think about it?" Cao Bin took a few steps forward, only a few steps away from Zhao Jiuge, and said in a cold tone. "Really don't want to do things for me?"

Zhao Jiuge nodded without hesitation, it is undeniable that there is a great temptation in front of him, and he is also facing his own life-and-death ulcers, but if Zhao Jiuge wants to do this kind of thing, his heart will never be able to accept it.

"Hey, hey, hey" Cao Bin's mouth let out another strange laugh, and he seemed to be a little angry, "I don't have the heart to waste time on your little ghost, I will ask you one last time, if you don't agree, if you don't agree, then you will swallow this poisonous pill and die." "In the end, the sky is full of murderous intent.

Originally, his body was bound to others, and he had no power to resist, this Cao Bin's tone had always been full of threats, which made Zhao Jiuge very angry, everyone, his strength was not as good as the blood-robed man in front of him, but how could he not have a little arrogance in his heart?

"If you want to kill, kill it, if you want me to kill the people in the Xuantian Sword Sect, I advise you to die early, don't dream⊥ even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape, and there are thousands of elders in the same sect, and the brothers of the same sect will avenge me!"

The words are sonorous and the backbone is strong.

Zhao Jiuge only felt that there was a sense of pride in his heart, although he had only been in the Xuantian Sword Gate for three years, but this was his home, he had already had a sense of belonging to this place, if he wanted him to kill those elders who he had not met for the time being, he knew that it was impossible without even thinking about it.

"Okay, then, then you're going to die. Cao Bin said three good words in a row, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and a pair of eyes stared at Zhao Jiuge, bursting out with a fierce light.

Then, he stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and pulled from Jiu Ge's body, Zhao Jiu Ge's body couldn't move, he could only be at his mercy, and then he saw the pair of dry left hands pinching his jaw, forcing his mouth to open, and the poison pill in his right hand that was caught between two fingers was immediately sent into his mouth.

The poison pill melted in his mouth, and immediately turned into a warm current and flowed into his body, exuding a hot pain, when it poured into the meridians in his body, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but let out a hysterical exclamation, and then saw that medicinal power, rampage in his meridians, and finally Zhao Jiuge fainted directly, even when he entered the spiritual veins and quenched his body, he had never experienced this kind of pain.

Xuantian Temple.

At the door of the main hall, a young man in a purple robe put his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly squinted into the distance, although the person stood quietly, but his mind was already shrouded in the nameless mountain that participated in the selection meeting.

Looking at the young man's dress, the seemingly ordinary wooden hairpin in his hair, the delicate skin, and the dusty aura exuded from his body, he knew that it was the Xuantian Sword Sect's master Jian Wuxin.

Although the main hall of the Xuantian Temple is not particularly large, it is definitely not crowded, except for the picture of the bull riding the sword hanging on the front wall last time, there is only the portrait of the ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

The main hall is full of vermilion pillars as thick as a human waist, and there are some embroidered curtains with red edges on a gold background hanging above, the whole ground is smooth as jade, and there are four big tripods in the corners around it. The four big tripods are located in the four directions, the appearance is the same, the surface of each big tripod is golden blue, and it is still emitting a faint smoke, the taste is fragrant and the smoke does not disperse for a long time.

At the entrance of the main hall is a few feet long open space, which can accommodate two or three people walking side by side, followed by a layer of mahogany carved fences, and Jian Wuxin is standing at the door of the main hall at this moment, snuggling up to a layer of fences and looking into the distance.

The main hall is surrounded by this kind of mahogany carved fence, and there is only one direction with a long staircase made of white jade, exuding a faint luster, which makes people a little worried at a glance, as if a foot down, this ladder made of jade-like material will not be able to withstand the force.

And after this short twenty or thirty stairs, below is a hundred zhang wide square, the whole Guangchen like, the ground is also smooth as jade, every hundred meters, there will be a kind of golden and cyan tripod. This is the core of the Xuantian Sword Gate, and if there is anything important in the sect, it will be notified here, and the premise is that you have to enter the inner door.

From the outside, you will find that the main colors of the entire Xuantian Hall are mainly vermilion and gold, and there are glazed tiles with locusts along the corners. This Xuantian Temple stands on the top of this mountain, surrounded by cliffs around the mountain.

Because the terrain here is very high, it is basically equal to the sea of clouds in the air, resulting in pale white clouds floating on the entire ground and in the air, and the mist like white veil makes this Xuantian Temple like a heavenly palace, although it is simple, but it is gorgeous and exquisite.

Jian Wuxin just stood quietly like that, seemingly observing the scenery in front of him, but in fact, his mind was already shrouded in that nameless mountain.

The whole person seems to be fused with the twilight of the heaven and earth of the Xuantian Sword Gate, this state can only be possessed by the realm of the gods, when the Yuan Ying breaks through to the gods, the mind can naturally go to the second time and observe the situation in the distance.

Suddenly, a galloping golden sword light went straight to Jian Wuxin's location from a distance in the air, Jian Wuxin was instantly awakened, retracted his mind, and withdrew from the state just now, when he saw the figure of the comer, Jian Wuxin's expression returned to calm.

Suddenly, the golden sword light fell on Jian Wuxin's head, revealing a figure, it was Jian Wuxuan with some good-looking Danfeng eyes, but at this moment, Jian Wuxuan's face was a little anxious, and his heart was heavy.

However, even though Jian Wuxuan's face was a little anxious, he still bowed slightly respectfully and shouted, "Senior brother." ”

"Senior brother, do you think that my arrangement this time seems too radical. Jian Wuxin nodded, and then said lightly.

"Senior brother, do you know my intention?" Jian Wuxuan was a little surprised, and then continued to speak, "No one is at fault, not to mention a group of children, they have not experienced tempering, it is normal to be greedy for life and afraid of death, this is human nature, aren't we the same, we are also afraid of death in our hearts, if we are not afraid of death, what is the plan for cultivation and ascension, isn't it just that the figure can coexist with heaven and earth forever." I think we should give them a chance, and maybe they can become the mainstay of our Xuantian Sword Sect in the future. ”

Jian Wuxuan's expression was serious, but as the words came later, his tone became a little excited.

After hearing this, Jian Wuxin just sighed slightly, his expression was complicated, and then he slowly spoke, " What you said makes sense, I don't know it, it's just that in the past hundred years, this Huaxia Dynasty seems to be calm on the surface, but it has been turbulent under the surface, although my Xuantian Sword Sect has been low-key, useless and famous, but in recent years, the Wandao Sect has accepted disciples, and Yuehua Academy has sent a large number of elite disciples to walk in the thirteen states of China, and even the farthest Barbarian Mountain in the Barbarian Prefecture is a little restless. In the hands of the Evil Demon Dao, how many of them died at the hands of the disciples of the Holy Land of other sects. ”

"Not only are we cruel, but we are also the general trend of the world, so we have to be like this, my Xuantian Sword Gate has stood for so many years, only doing my own thing, saving the world, and never caring about fame. ”

Jian Wuxuan's face changed, although the senior brother did not explain a lot of words, but how could he not understand the situation of the sect, there were no green and yellow inside, and there were other holy places outside that coveted false fame. Although Senior Brother's words were plain, Jian Wuxuan could hear that they were full of killing tragedy.

Although Jian Wuxuan was still silent, his fists had already clenched hard, not for anything else, just for those disciples who died fighting for the sect, they may be unknown, but they have paid a lot for the sect, for those dawn people, and even their own lives.

The disciples of the Xuantian Sword Gate are all good, in order to kill those evil demons and demons, the Xuantian Sword Gate even has the institution of the Law Enforcement Hall, law enforcement is not only internal, but also like a sharp blade to those evil people outside, deterring them, so many people in the Demon Gate hate the Xuantian Sword Gate, and kill one of the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Gate when they see them.

It seemed that the topic of conversation was a little heavy, Jian Wuxin smiled lightly and changed the topic, "Okay, it won't be long before the Seven Holy Lands Exchange Meeting, and after that, it will be the martial arts competition of all sects, and when the time comes, this place will be full of disciples of my Xuantian Sword Sect to win honor on behalf of our Xuantian Sword Sect." ”

Looking at the empty square, the smile on the corner of Jian Wuxin's mouth became even stronger.

"I don't know if the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect will continue to surprise me this time. After a pause, Jian Wuxin seemed to have some feelings again, "Every hundred years, my Xuantian Sword Sect will usher in such a day, I really hope that I can stand here every time and look at these disciples of ours." There are days like this. ”

Hearing this, Jian Wuxuan's pair of Danfeng eyes were a little distracted, his face was a little moved, and he looked carefully at the senior brother in front of him, only to find that he didn't know when, the senior brother who grew up with him, grew up together, and cultivated together, on his carefree smile, Sadai was the eyebrow lock on his forehead.

He felt that his senior brother had paid too much for this sect since he became the head of the sect.

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