Chapter 614 The Secret Technique of Dou Zi Jue
The waves in the pine forest blown by the fresh wind in the abyss under the mountain stream are undulating. Thousands of ordinary elders and disciples are silently paying attention to the middle position.
The acting headmaster, the peak masters of each peak, and the most respected more than ten elders, the yin and yang energy flowing around them, the true energy like a long river, protected the broken monument.
Under the broken monument, Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged, and the ancient, vicissitudes, and mixed atmosphere slowly converged, gradually turning into the purest and most primitive fierce energy.
After another half an hour, he finally opened his eyes. His eyes were a little dazed, but his momentum was very fierce.
"Master nephew, how are you?"
Song Tianxing asked impatiently, his body trembling slightly because of nervousness.
The other peak masters and elders also stared closely.
Xin Zhuo looked at the crowd and seemed to be still immersed in some strange state. After a while, he hoarsely said: "The secret technique of killing in the Middle Ages!"
"Sure enough!"
Song Tianxing and all the peak masters, including master Liu Qingfeng, all had expressions of understanding and a bit of shock.
Song Tianxing reacted immediately, waved his hand and cast a shadow of a hundred feet of thought, covering the broken monument, and said coldly to the surroundings: "True disciples, please retreat!"
Involving the secret technique of the Middle Ages, it may be It will influence the rise and fall of a sect. The inner disciples are not considered the core disciples. They will eventually leave the school, so naturally they cannot listen to it.
Thousands of inner disciples who were watching from a distance did not dare to disobey, so they had no choice but to flee far away with regrets. Only a few hundred true disciples and elders were left in the place.
Song Tianxing looked at Liu Qingfeng, Yu Zhuji, Li Hanzhu, Zhu Qing and others again, and said seriously: "Xin Zhuo should be the tenth candidate for the next headmaster of our Xuantian Sword Sect, and we will repair it at a certain date. Palace, leading to the main line, enjoying endless resources ”
At this moment, no one had any objections and nodded. In the past few days, Xin Zhuo has proved his amazing talent and evil methods. Even the most picky people cannot deny his ability!
Master’s wife, Elder Ma Feng, senior brother Nangong Wentian and others couldn’t help but jump for joy.
Liu Qingfeng also kept stroking his beard, Lao Huai was pleased.
At this time, Yu Zhuji suddenly said seriously: "Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Liu, these secret techniques should belong to the sect, right?"
Song Tianxing and others nodded.
Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, blinked at Xin Zhuo in an inconspicuous way, and finally nodded: "Okay!"
Since it comes from the broken monument left by the headmaster, it contains ancient secret techniques that defy the heavens. Tong, of course, disciples cannot embezzle it for themselves, it is against the sect’s precepts!
Yu Zhuji looked at Xin Zhuo with a smile: "Master Nephew, can you tell me..."
"Ten thousand years ago, the Golden Crow Holy Emperor, a disciple of Emperor Yaochi, defeated the Great Immortal Lord of Jiutian Mountain and Sea. In celebration of the birthday of Jiazi, all the saints of the tribes were ordered to make offerings. Emperor Yaochi's close friend Qinghuang Su Qing came and created the secret blessing of Liujia based on what ancient Taoists and military strategists had learned. It was a nine-character secret technique and was given to Jinwu, who was under the command of Jinwu Shenghuang. One of the secret techniques left behind by the seventh-generation disciple before his death..."
Xin Zhuo told it word for word. He was not prepared to hide everything. This is what was recorded in the "Dou Zi Jue". Listen to It seems like a myth, and it feels... too involved.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tianxing, Yu Zhuji, and Master Liu Qingfeng froze on the spot, their faces turned pale, and their bodies were shaking violently. It was hard to tell whether it was surprise or fear.
Hundreds of elders and true disciples from all over the world are in a state of mist.
A sect that has never seen even a Saint Realm master suddenly hears the secret techniques left by the medieval emperors. This is like a dimensionality reduction blow, making people confused!
Zhao Yizhu’s hazy eyes in the crowd revealed a strange look.
Standing in the 103rd Hall of Jianfeng, Xiao Huang, who was bored, suddenly raised his ears, ran out of the hall, and looked around, with a pair of dog eyes showing human doubts.
There was silence in the pine forest for a long time before Song Tianxing said in a trembling voice: "Nephew, how about you show me something?" Seal, and then pushed lightly——
A huge ripple appeared inadvertently, and instantly turned into a wind wave with a radius of a hundred feet. Five aurora flashed, and turned into five strange weapons, like corpses. The five claws composed of mountains and seas of blood struck together and strangled him in an instant.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar seemed to tear the air apart, and a ripple crack hundreds of feet long appeared.
"Buzz——"
The majestic and terrifying air waves rolled endlessly.
The ultimate killing! The decisive killing is fierce!
The ingenuity of supernatural powers!
It can be called a miraculous craftsmanship!
There was dead silence all around.
Both the peak masters, elders, and true disciples were all shocked by this strange secret technique that was completely different from the methods of Xuantian Sword Sect.
Xin Zhuo is still just the third level of Yangshi Sea, and has just broken through. If he uses this technique, he will be... invincible in the same realm!
Song Tianxing's face flushed, he rubbed his hands, and glanced around with cold eyes, and then solemnly said to Xin Zhuo: "My nephew, please leave this technique to the sect as soon as possible! ”
Xin Zhuo chuckled and said: "Of course! But I have a condition!"
Song Tianxing and the other peak masters looked at each other and said, "Speak!"
Xin Zhuo said every word Said: "I want to take a look at the headmaster's throne right away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everything was quiet again.
"This matter..."
Yu Zhuji, Li Hanzhu and others looked at each other and their expressions turned a bit ugly. This was completely against the rules.
Liu Qingfeng smiled and said: "It should be so! Everyone has witnessed Xin Zhuo's methods and understanding in the past few days. He also has the merit of enlightening the secret technique of the Sky. In addition, I have been serving the sect for six thousand years at Jianfeng. You have made great contributions to the family, Senior Brother Song, if you don’t agree to come down, Junior Brother will not obey!”
Song Tianxing hesitated: "Senior Brother Daozhen hasn't returned yet. This matter..."
"It's just a throne, what's the harm in taking a look? If Xin Zhuo is so talented, if he is not angry and goes out without returning, he will be like the leader who chose Ling Gucheng. I'm afraid It’s the sect’s loss!”
Elders Chu Siniang, Ma Feng, Sang Tu and others who were standing at Jianfeng shouted in a deep voice.
Song Tianxing was silent for a moment again, but in the end he couldn't resist the attraction of the secret technique. He gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! I agreed! Nephew Xin, please come to Xuantian Hall to teach your skills!"
"No, here. That’s good!”
Xin Zhuo turned around, used his finger as a knife, and carved thousands of words of the secret technique with his twisted teeth and bitter incomprehensible words on the broken tablet.
When he carved the first word, the expressions of Song Tianxing and others changed again, and they immediately shouted away all the true disciples.
When Xin Zhuo carved the last word, the entire broken monument glowed with a mysterious color due to a secret technique.
A group of peak masters and elders immediately used Lingtai realm methods to move thousands of boulders, and with a "rumbling" sound, they surrounded the broken monument.
...
"Boom..."
The cold rain suddenly fell, slapping densely on the white jade green-patterned floor in front of the Xuantian Palace gate. The true disciples' bodies were upright and their eyes were like torches. They were originally the most ruthless guarding disciples of Xuantian Peak, but when a figure appeared, they became a little more respectful!
“Junior Brother Xin!”
Xin Zhuo's incredible methods these days have at least proved that he is enough to command respect from all his disciples.
Xin Zhuo nodded slightly and stepped into Xuantian Palace.
Xuantian Hall is divided into three halls: inner, middle and outer halls. The outer hall is where the leader and the peak masters and elders of each peak discuss matters. The middle hall is where the leader practices. The inner hall is where the leader practices. The throne is there!
At this moment, in front of the inner hall, ten strange elders with cold faces were holding long swords in their hands, standing around, staring at him coldly. One of them said: "Xin Zhuo, do you know that in the past six thousand years, except for palm The leader, the peak masters and the leader candidates are the first, and you are the only one who makes an exception!"
Xin Zhuo paused and said: "So?"
The man said: "You only have ten breaths!"
"Okay!"
Xin Zhuo stepped into the inner hall in one step.
As soon as he entered, he finally understood why Song Tianxing and his group were fighting for this mere throne, mother-in-law and mother-in-law!
(End of this chapter)