Zhuo Yingkang's face was weak, and his eyes were filled with incomparably hateful gaze, but when his gaze met Zheng Ming's, he hurriedly lowered his gaze.

"Who are you?" Finally, these three words came out of Zhuo Yingkang's mouth.

"Lao Tzu Zheng Ming, by the way, the green sword building is where I live, if anyone is not convinced, Lao Tzu will break his legs!" Zheng Ming glanced at the surrounding teenagers domineeringly as he spoke, and said, "Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Zhuo Yingkang naturally heard of Zheng Ming, the sword hunt that shocked the entire Great Jin Dynasty, although Zhuo Yingkang did not participate, but he knew the situation very well in his heart.

And he also knew that Zheng Ming had been rejected by the Stargazing Sword Sect.

He glanced at Zheng Ming with a full of grievances, and was just about to speak, but finally swallowed the sentence again.

The hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, but the moment he swallowed this breath, Zheng Ming's slap fell on his face again.

"Your eyes don't look good!" This is another reason given by Zheng Ming to beat Zhuo Yingkang.

The woman in red couldn't stand it, and just as she was about to come out of the crowd, she was stopped by a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Senior sister, let's not get involved in this kind of thing, for geniuses, some setbacks in the early stage are more beneficial to their growth. ”

Zheng Ming left, after Zhuo Yingkang's cheeks were bleeding, he left in a dashing manner, and most of the teenagers who watched the battle also dispersed, but what they talked about was today's things.

"Tsk, this Zheng Ming is really fierce, I heard that Zhuo Yingkang is just not convinced that he occupies the Green Sword Xiaozhu. I want to compete with him at the Funeral Sword Meeting. He came directly to the door and beat him like this!"

A teenager in a yellow shirt. Looking at the clouds around him, his words were full of emotion: "When will I be able to be like Zheng Ming." ”

"Hmph, I think Zheng Ming is too reckless in doing things, and he has set up a big enemy for himself, but I heard that Zhuo Yingkang's future is limitless!"

"yes. I've also heard that it seems that Zhuo Yingkang has been booked by a certain door-to-door, as long as he breaks through the first product before the age of thirty, he will be able to enter the door!"

"Is what you said true? Come to the door, tsk, I heard that Zheng Ming will not have a chance to enter the door in his life! An envoy of the Stargazing Sword Sect, but he is not qualified enough!"

The yellow-shirted young man glared at him and said, "Anyway, I still think Zheng Ming's approach makes people feel refreshed!"

"Who the fuck says bad things about me. Just slapped him. ”

Compared with the chatter of ordinary teenagers, the words of the woman in red were much sharper: "This Zheng Ming actually let him live in the Green Sword Building." What do the elders in the palace think, although he has a good understanding, but his qualifications have been tested at the door, and it is impossible to help us solve the crisis!"

"That's a famous sword!"

The middle-aged man scratched his head and said, "This kind of thing, let's let the palace master and them hurt their spirits, let's just do our own thing." ”

While the two of them were talking, a maid in Tsing Yi quickly came to the two of them and said respectfully: "Two elders, the palace master invites the two of you to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Hall to discuss something." ”

After the middle-aged man and the woman in red glanced at each other, the two of them soared into the air, like lightning, and galloped towards the peak in the middle that reached straight into the clouds.

Although the speed of the two of them was very fast, when they reached the middle peak, it was already half an hour later. When the two of them crossed the guards and came to the palace, someone in the palace was talking with excitement in their voices.

"Palace Master, this time I was able to invite Zhuo Yingkang to our Burial Sword Palace, and it took a lot of face for us to wait. ”

"However, for the sake of the life and death of our Burial Sword Palace, we will not hesitate to suffer even if we suffer great difficulties. ”

"But I don't care, but I can't let the people I invite be wronged, as the first person of the younger generation of our Great Jin Dynasty, he can be said to be our greatest hope, how can the palace arrange for him to live in the Red Sword Building. ”

"Although a place doesn't mean anything, I think we must use the greatest resources in our palace to use it where we need it most. ”

When the woman in red heard this, she frowned, and a trace of disgust shot out of her eyes.

"When is it, she is still fighting for this, now what we need in the Burial Sword Palace is to work together, it is ......"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and motioned to the woman in red not to continue, and the two of them stepped into the palace.

Although the vast palace is dotted with white veil, it still gives people a feeling of cold air. In the middle of the assassination hall, a middle-aged woman in a cyan palace dress was sitting steadily on the wide white jade throne.

The two of them respectfully saluted the woman in palace clothes, and the beautiful woman in palace clothes waved her hand at the two people with a smile on her face.

However, the middle-aged woman in palace clothes didn't have time to greet the two at this time, she had to deal with the middle-aged woman who was talking.

"Palace Master, I think the two of them should change positions!" The middle-aged woman who had just said a lot of traffic said in a deep voice.

This woman's face is equally beautiful, but her high cheekbones make her look a little mean, especially the coldness that leaks out of her eyes, which makes others unwilling to get close.

"Senior Sister Cen, you think about the sect, I know this, the reason why Yue Rong arranged that person to the Green Sword Xiaozhu is because he can take out the Master's Flying Immortal Sword from the sword box. ”

As the middle-aged woman who is the palace master, her voice is unhurried, but it has a kind of majesty.

Senior Sister Cen, who had high cheekbones, was not prevaricated by this sentence, she obviously came prepared and said: "Palace Master, then Zheng Ming can take out the Flying Immortal Sword of the Master from the sword box, which means that his sword posture is okay." ”

"But, Senior Sister, I don't know if you've heard of it, when Zheng Ming was in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, he was appraised by the Venerable Envoy of the Stargazing Sword Sect, and the spiritual veins on his body were very poor. Qualifications are average. How can it be compared with Zhuo Yingkang. ”

"On him. But it has two spiritual veins, ice and fire!"

Martial artists, the most important thing is physique, but for some big sects, something more important than physique is the spiritual vein.

Those who have spiritual veins, as long as they penetrate the spiritual veins, can enter the transcendent and transcendent world! The possibility of wanting to enter the Leaping Realm is basically non-existent.

Therefore, the most important thing to store disciples at home is the spiritual vein.

With the two spiritual veins of water and fire, Zhuo Yingkang's talent can be imagined, and the more extraordinary the person, the easier it is to be chosen by the famous sword.

Everyone who was watching from the wall, at this moment, all showed envy in their expressions, and some of them whispered softly.

"Palace Master, I, Cen Yuezhu, am all for the future of our Burial Sword Palace. I also ask my sister to start from the overall situation and never go her own way. Let the foundation of our burial sword palace for many years be lost!"

Cen Yuezhu's words were extremely sincere, like a lonely minister, making a final effort for the sect.

"Palace master, the divine sword has a spirit, and if it is not a master, if Zhuo Yingkang really has two spiritual veins of water and fire in his body, then his talent can be said to be rare in a hundred years, and only such a person can take out the Hongyan Sword. ”

The one who spoke was an old man with white hair, and he hugged his fist towards the palace master in the middle and said, "In order to bury the Sword Palace, please think twice!"

Yun Yuerong stood aside, her brows furrowed slightly at this time, she was very clear about the status of this Sword Elder in the Burial Sword Palace.

If the sword elder does not object, with her master's status in the Burial Sword Palace, it is still possible to suppress Uncle Zhucen, but now. As soon as the sword elder spoke, whether his master could hold on to it was two words.

In her heart, Zheng Ming, who was able to take out the Flying Immortal Sword and create a set of Qingyi Dust Sword Technique on his own, was undoubtedly the greatest hope for obtaining the Hongyan Sword.

But now, the hope in his heart was difficult to gain the trust of the sect because of a Zhuo Yingkang, which made her a little uncomfortable.

However, there is no place for her to speak in the place where the elders are meeting now.

"Some time ago, we hadn't already decided that as long as anyone could draw the Flying Immortal Sword, we would regard him as our most important seed candidate. The middle-aged palace master finally spoke, her voice was not too high, but there was a convincing majesty in her voice.

"Now that the Burial Sword Meeting is about to start, I don't think we should overturn our previous decisions for no reason and mess up our own position. ”

In the main hall, there was silence for a while, and after ten breaths of silence, someone said: "The sect master is right, that Zheng Ming was able to take out the Flying Immortal Sword of the Supreme Elder, which in itself already shows his talent." ”

"Although Zhuo Yingkang's talent is not weak, he does not necessarily surpass Zheng Ming, we don't need to adjust their position, and the regeneration of the province will be turbulent. ”

The person who spoke was an old woman with a childish face, although she was not tall, but when she spoke, she gave people a categorical feeling.

The old man, who was the elder of the sword, after hearing the old woman's words, groaned for a moment and stepped aside.

However, Cen Yuezhu, who was the instigator, was not willing to give up her claim like this, she took a step forward and said: "Senior sister, the agreement at that time was the agreement before we found a better talent. ”

"Now, we have clearly determined that Zhuo Ying is stronger than Zheng Ming, but he will not change it, and the result of this will be that the foundation of our Burial Sword Palace will be ruined. ”

"What's more, although Zheng Ming pulled out the Flying Immortal Sword, who can say that Zhuo Yingkang can't draw the Flying Immortal Sword. ”

Yun Yuerong looked at the master whose face was a little blue, and knew very well the anger in the master's heart, although this Cen Yuezhu was clearly thinking about the sect, but in fact, he was provoking his master's status in the sect.

She even wants to use this matter to push her master from the position of the palace master.

After a little hesitation, she was ready to stand up, at this time, she didn't relieve her master, who would help her master.

"Uncle Cen, you said that Zheng Ming is not as good as Zhuo Yingkang, what evidence do you have to prove that Zheng Ming is not as good as Zhuo Yingkang?" )

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