Yulong Zhenren said some words of encouragement again, but Bai Ze didn't have the heart to listen, after a cup of tea, Yulong Zhenren ended the questioning, Bai Ze walked out of the Star Picking Palace, and exhaled a long breath.

Yue Ning waited for him in front of the palace gate, with a rare gentle look on her face, and said, "You haven't returned to the mountain for a long time, Senior Uncle Xinghe must have been waiting in a hurry, so let's go quickly." ”

Bai Ze nodded, didn't dare to say anything, said goodbye to Yue Ning, walked against the wind, and arrived at the top of Jiuxiao Peak after a while.

From a distance, I saw the real person of Xinghe standing outside the house, smiling, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Bai Zekou called the master, and bowed his head.

Xinghe Zhenren helped him up, looked him up and down, and said with a satisfied smile: "Yes, yes, I haven't seen you for seven or eight years, and I have actually risen to the realm of "Mingxu", which is stronger than Master's old bones. ”

Bai Ze hurriedly said: "Master made fun of it, the apprentice can have today's achievements, and it is inseparable from Master's cultivation!"

In fact, although Bai Ze has been in the sect for nearly ten years, he has only stayed in the sect for a handful of years.

He has a lot of mixed skills, both inherited from the Big Dipper Heavenly Emperor's "Big Dipper Seven Tone Curse Killing Technique" and Mingyue An's "Great Virtue Xuanling Secret Sound Spell", and inherited from the White Emperor's "Disillusionment Shura Inch Golden Formula", and even the "Dragon Yin Sword Song Technique" was mostly comprehended by Bai Ze himself, and Xinghe Zhenren did not give him much guidance.

However, Xinghe Zhenren is really good to him, he helped him get out when he first started, and also gave him the "Finger Wrapping" fairy sword, knowing that he was taken away by the Beidou Heavenly Emperor, without saying a word, he took two disciples to Chaosheng Island in the East China Sea to ask for someone, when he was injured by blood, if it wasn't for Xinghe Zhenren who arrived in time to solve the crisis, I am afraid that it would have turned into a pile of loess by now.

Xinghe Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, you can talk about it when I come into the house." ”

Bai Ze followed Xinghe Zhenren into the house, only to see that this hut was empty, except for a stone bed and a few stone benches. Nothing else.

Xinghe Zhenren found a stone bench and sat down. He pointed to another stool and said to Bai Ze: "Sit!"

Bai Ze sat down according to his words, and when he saw Xinghe Zhenren looking at him with a smile, he couldn't help but wonder: "Master, is there anything wrong with me?"

"No, I was just thinking, what did Senior Brother Brother nag you about just now!"

Bai Ze then repeated what Yulong Zhenren said, and Xinghe Zhenren smiled even more after hearing it. Said: "The master brother is in charge of getting wider and wider, and even the private affairs of the disciples are actually interested!"

Bai Ze heard that the real person of Xinghe seemed to have something to say, so he asked, "What does Master mean?"

"I think that Jiaowei is good!" Xinghe Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Last time you were ambushed by the Demon Sect, she was desperate to save you, just with this intention. This friend can be made. ”

"Besides, what about being born in the Demon Sect? I've checked it carefully, she hasn't committed any evil deeds over the years, but she has repeatedly made trouble with the people of the Demon Sect, but somehow?"

Bai Ze hurriedly told Xinghe Zhenren about Master Jiao Wei'er and his junior sister being harmed by the people of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and after listening to it, Xinghe Zhenren slapped his hand and said: "Affection and righteousness, filial piety is commendable!"

Bai Zeqi said: "Master." You don't hate her?"

"Why should I hate her?" said Xinghe's eyes widened. Said: "The talent and cultivation of the real person in charge of the sect are ten times better than mine, but the personality is too steady! If you cultivate the way of the sword, you must have a sword in your hand, although tens of millions of people will have the momentum!"

"As long as you don't violate the conscience of heaven and earth, let go of what you want to do, be timid, look ahead and look backwards, how can you understand the heart of heaven?

This seemed to mean something, Bai Ze's heart moved, and he wanted to ask again, but Xinghe Zhenren waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more on this issue.

"You haven't been back for a long time, I want to see how far your swordsmanship has improved!"

After speaking, the palm of his hand spread, and countless white points of light naturally converged into a bright sword qi, hovering in front of the Xinghe True Person.

"You go out first. ”

Bai Ze had to put the problem in his heart down for the time being.

He knew that the gap between himself and his master was too big, and if he let his master make the first move, he might not even be able to catch a move, so he was not hypocritical, and a move was a trick that he had just recently comprehended.

The sixth realm of "Dragon Yin Sword Song" "white hair" - Gao Tang Mingjing's sad white hair, like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Sitting opposite each other twice, only a few feet away, in this case, the side that struck first undoubtedly had a great advantage, Bai Ze did not dare to be disrespectful to the master, so the target was just the sword qi hovering in the palm of the galaxy real person.

Bai Ze's sword qi had almost touched the edge of Xinghe Zhenren's palm in a moment, but at that moment, he only felt that his eyes were flowering, and an afterimage flashed in Xinghe Zhenren's palm, and there was a bright sword qi on his forehead.

It felt so abrupt, as if everything I had seen before was an illusion, as if time had suddenly been stolen for a while, as if that sword qi had stopped on my forehead for a long, long time.

Xinghe Zhenren spoke, not only did he not have the slightest hint of blame in his tone, but he was also happy: "I really didn't look away, the Dragon Yin Sword Song has a total of nine realms, you have comprehended the six realms in ten years, and this talent is even higher than your senior brother!"

The senior brother in the mouth of Xinghe Zhen is the eldest disciple of the current generation of Jiuxiao Peak-Sun Shenxiu, who used to be a well-deserved first-day genius among the disciples of the current generation of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and his cultivation is far superior to Yue Ning and others.

Xinghe Zhenren has always been proud of this big disciple, and feels that with his talent, he will definitely be able to take over the position of the peak master of Jiuxiao Peak in the future and revitalize Jiuxiao Peak.

It's just that Sun Shenxiu was sent out by the head of the Jade Dragon Zhenren to do a secret thing, and he has not returned to the mountain since then, and it has been decades since then.

Xinghe Zhenren was worried about this, but he couldn't interfere with the decision of the senior brother, and in addition, Jiuxiao Peak had declined in those years, so he was even more depressed, and he expressed dissatisfaction on many occasions.

Ling Hebi, Mo Xuan and the others all knew that Senior Brother was a piece of Master's heart, so they never mentioned it in front of him, and Bai Ze only vaguely learned some old things about Senior Brother Sun from the conversations of other senior brothers, but he never dared to take the initiative to ask.

"Master praised it falsely, I can't even survive a round!" Bai Ze was a little frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to accept the praise of the real people of Xinghe calmly.

"You don't have to be modest, it's beyond my expectation that you can cultivate to such a state in ten years! Xinghe Zhenren sighed, shook his hand at Bai Ze slightly, and motioned for him not to interrupt himself.

"The swordsmanship in the world is all-encompassing, but to sum it up, it is nothing more than three major classifications. ”

Bai Ze knew that Xinghe Zhenren had taught him the perception of the way of the sword, and he was busy listening. (To be continued.) )