Chapter 666 The man is back
“Master Nephew Sun, you bastard, what are you doing?”
Lin Feng was lying on the ground, unable to get up, but he could say something, and he couldn’t help but He emphasized his tone.
This nephew Sun participated in the war ten years ago. It is said that he served under the evil senior brother Xin Zhuo of the famous town. He was in charge of the affairs of the three major empires. After the war, his merits were discussed He was the true disciple of his uncle's senior sister, Su Liuli. Although he was a generation behind him, he would never speak so harshly if he had no other choice.
The visitor still made no sound.
This person's name is Sun Wangcai. He once witnessed Uncle Xin's Dzi Bead Divine Calculation, Black Valley Four Gambling and Creation Peak Enlightenment, as well as the shocking scene of controlling the Three Kingdoms and killing the evil sect and the wild beast with the last sword.
Although ten years have passed, those things are still fresh in his memory. The things he did with Uncle Xin are the glory of his life.
There is still a memorial tablet placed in his dormitory, which belongs to Uncle Xin. In the past ten years, he has never missed a sacrifice or offering incense on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
He always felt that there was no more genius than Master Xin! That is a god-like man!
At this moment he was stunned.
The dead Uncle Xin...is back?
Xin Zhuo also happened to see him and smiled: "Xiao Sun?"
Xiao Sun?
Lin Feng, Xie Lingwu and others looked at each other and felt inexplicable surprise, calling Sun Wangcai Xiaosun? Could it be that... he is really a disciple of the sect who is hiding in hiding?
No, it shouldn’t be. There is no identity jade token, nor any realm manifestation or circulation of the Xuantian Sword Technique.
At this time, Sun Wangcai could no longer care about the chaos in his mind, jumped to the ground, knelt down with a bang, and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Sun Wangcai, I would like to pay my respects to the young master, and respectfully welcome Master Xin to return to the sect! ”
I choked up when I mentioned the last word.
Lin Feng, Xie Lingwu and the others were startled for a moment, and then there was a roar in their minds.
If Sun Wangcai had only said three words, "Uncle Xin", maybe they would just feel relieved. This sentence was indeed the return of the sect brothers, and it was a false alarm. But with the addition of the words "less master", the meaning becomes different.
Our sect only has the top ten candidates to succeed the headmaster, known as the Ten Swords of Xuantian. There are no less headmasters. If we say less headmasters...it seems that there is only one posthumous title.
He is... that person! ?
This time it became a shock again. Who has not known the legend of that person in the past ten years? Who doesn’t know his prestige, resourcefulness and combat prowess?
A living legend now!
But isn’t he dead?
Xin Zhuo didn’t think much about it. It was boring to play with these junior disciples. He just kicked Sun Wangcai up, looked around at the misty peaks in the distance, and asked: "Is there something going on with the sect today?" ?”
Qifeng is very quiet, which is not in line with today's bustling scene.
Sun Wangcai wiped his eyes, saluted and replied: "A grand gathering of the Heavenly Drum is being held at Xuantiantai. The Heavenly Drum is a medieval treasure brought back by the Supreme Elder. Talents and rising stars from all sects are here!"< br>
"... Got it."
Xin Zhuo stopped talking and disappeared in a flash.
In the courtyard, a group of people silently looked at the direction in which he left. After a while, Lin Feng and Xie Lingwu, who had escaped from the shackles, jumped up and looked at Sun Wangcai: "Who is he? He really is the one..."
Sun Wangcai was still saluting, and he stood up after a long while, with an expression on his face that no one could understand: "The first young master of Xuantian Sword Sect, the true master of Jianfeng Peak, Feng Wenzhu defeated eight sects by one person, and controlled three empires. Kill Tian Xie, Gui Qing Sect and Huang Beast with one sword! Xin Zhuo, Master Xin! Don’t ask me why he came back, I don’t know!” Believe it or not, we have been eating turtles for three days during the Tiangu Ceremony. Now that Master Xin has returned, one person can make the geniuses and rising stars of the Seventeen Sects feel ashamed and find a hole in the ground to crawl in. Don't ask me why, he is so domineering!" br>
We didn’t ask you so many questions...
But after hearing the exact answer, Lin Feng and Xie Lingwu gasped for air, their thoughts were complicated and they were in a trance.
Lin Feng looked at his shoulder inexplicably, swallowed, and felt a sense of honor in his heart: "Xin, Senior Brother Xin just hugged me! Does he value me very much?" Xie Lingwu: "?"
A group of new disciples looked at each other in confusion, not knowing who this "Uncle Xin" was, but from Sun Wangcai's description, we could know that this man was an elder of the sect and a legendary figure!
Ling Tianjun's eyes widened in confusion, with some fear in his heart. He was the prince of the Song Dynasty. He had heard about the time when the Xuantian Sword Sect's martial immortals suppressed the empire...
Na Yu Suddenly, the son pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, facing Xin In the direction Zhuo left, he knelt down in the dust and said loudly: "Thank you, Master, for cultivating me!"
Sun Wangcai fiercely said to Yu'er: "You are the disciple of Master Xin? How can you be so virtuous and capable?" ? Where are you from? ”
Yu'er didn't know if what he did was right, and he didn't dare to let anyone see his face clearly, so he whispered: "Just now, registered disciple!"
...
In the sect, Among the peaks and cliffs, the clouds and mists are rolling, the temperature is moderate, and exotic flowers and grasses are everywhere, making it feel like spring all year round.
Xin Zhuo flew through the fog, just like strolling in a garden, just looking at Xuantiantai and Yujian Peak, he was a little hesitant, should he go to Xuantiantai to see what was going on when he returned to the peak?
There was a moment of silence, and finally I chose Xuantian Terrace.
......
Xuantian Terrace is located in the west of Xuantian Peak, ninety-nine miles away from Xuantian Palace. It is a special place for the sect’s grand gathering. There are three-color clouds and mist rolling above, and there are glazed cloud patterns surging below. This is a special formation. Law.
Once the formation is activated, the entrance will feel empty and people watching from all directions cannot be seen, but those watching from all directions can clearly see everything in the venue.
At this moment, around the Xuantian Terrace, there are nine grand viewing seats including Tai, Xuan, Chu, Tao, Huang, Zhen, Miao, Tong and Jing. The Supreme Elders and Headmasters of the Upper Nine Sects and the Lower Nine Sects are sitting cross-legged respectively. , outstanding disciples, no less than two thousand in total, all wearing wide robes and long sleeves, men with upright crowns and women with buns, with an indescribable and otherworldly temperament, the style of the Wuxian sect.
As the host, on the huge cloud-patterned stage of the "Taizi Position", Chu Zongwei, the Supreme Elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Daozhen, the Eleven Supreme Elders and the Master of the Seven Peaks were all present.
Standing behind Jianfeng Peak Master Liu Qingfeng, sitting cross-legged were Master Chu Siniang, Elder Ma Feng, Elder Sang Tu, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan, Wang Hui, Gongsun Li and others.
At this time, in the other eight spectator seats, the elders and disciples of each sect were smiling, but everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect had gloomy faces and the atmosphere was depressed.
Off the field, in the mist of glazed light, Bai Zong, the first disciple of Xuantian Peak and the number one candidate in the leader sequence, has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, white robes flying, his body is like a Jinghong, and he is named Jinghong Sword. Rolling up a hundred feet of sword light, the sword was like flying flowers, pointing towards the opposite side of the giant drum with a diameter of ten feet, a simple shape and a purple gold stand!
However, when the sword hit the drum head, no sound was made. It was not until the last sword hit that the huge drum head made a "dong" sound.
The sound lasted for five breaths and then suddenly stopped!
Bai Zong looked surprised at first, and felt it quietly for a while, then he saw sweat on his face, gritted his teeth, and played the drum with all his strength again.
Every ordinary sword move he had learned in Pingsheng was used one by one. It took a long time for the drum head to make a dull "dong" sound again, this time it only lasted for three breaths.
Then, an invisible force struck, and he couldn't help but retreat continuously, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He endured the discomfort, turned around and cupped his fists in salute,
There was a strange laughter from all around.
Someone said loudly: "Senior Nephew Bai of the Xuantian Sword Sect is pretty good!"
Bai Zong pretended to have a calm face and flashed through the glass curtain.
As soon as he entered, the shame on his face could no longer be tolerated, and he smiled bitterly: "Master, master, I have tried my best!"
"Back off!"
Bai The white-bearded Supreme Elder Chu Zongwei waved his hand.
Bai Zong bowed his head and stepped back, looking at Shen Huansha, Ye Liang and others, and his face was full of bitterness again: "It's only three and a half!"
Supreme Elder Chu Zongwei waved his sleeves and looked at the peak masters and elders: "Are there any disciples who haven't tried it?"
Headmaster Daozhen leaned forward and replied: "Master, Bai Zong is the last one. , is also the first of the Tianxuan Ten Swords. Ling Gucheng is not here, Zhao Yizhu refuses to participate, and there are no disciples!”
(End of this chapter)