The ancestors of Nihe Sect looked at each other, all expressions were excited, the ancestor of Blood Stream Sect took a deep breath, clasped fists and bowed deeply.
"I'll wait for the order!"
"Regarding your application for war, my Starry Sky Dao Jizong agrees to allow you to destroy the River Court against the River Sect, and replace it." The buzzing sound echoed in a low voice again, every word surpassed the sky thunder, after exploding all directions. , As the last word was finished, a golden light flew out from the gap, went straight to the ancestor of the blood stream, and when it fell in front of him, it turned into a golden jade slip!
At the same time, the gap in the sky disappeared without a shadow, like the giant, who had never appeared before. After a brief silence around, the ancestor of the blood stream ancestor picked up the golden jade slip and held it high!
When he lifted this jade slip, the monks of the River Nirvana Sect all around, as well as the countless worshippers on the earth, all shouted!
"We must win against the river!"
"We must win against the river!"
"Against the river will win!!!"
The voice surpassed the sky thunder, and as the world rolled and spread, the monks of the Nihe Sect, especially the people of the original Lingxi Sect and the Blood Stream Sect, were also roaring excitedly, even the disciples of the Xuanxi Sect and Danxi Sect, It was also affected at this moment, and seemed to have confidence and expectations for this new sect.
After all... the best merger, the best run-in, is... war!
With the power of the war, the flesh-and-blood grinding disc, these four sects can truly merge together, truly undergo transformation, and form a new brilliance!
"Bai Xiaochun, come forward and listen to the seal!" In the cheers of all the people, the ancestor of the blood stream raised his head, his eyes swept across the square, and finally fell on Bai Xiaochun, the voice overwhelming all the noise, becoming the only person in everyone's mind!
Bai Xiaochun's body shook. Under such an environment, his whole body was full of enthusiasm, he took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, took a step forward, and appeared in front of the seventeen Yuan Ying ancestors.
"Disciple Bai Xiaochun, pay homage to all the ancestors!" Bai Xiaochun clasped her fists and bowed, his expression was solemn, and even more suffocating, his whole body exuding the meaning of iron and bones, like a god of wars, his imposing manner is momentary.
His face is sharp and angular, it seems that there is coldness contained in it, and his eyes are deep, as if there are stars, sun and moon moving in it, especially the power of blood, which permeates him, such as forming a blood-colored armor and a blood-colored cloak!
At this moment, Bai Xiaochun couldn't see the slightest timidity or the slightest stubbornness in his body. He was revealed in the eyes of everyone, as tall and straight as a mountain, and as deep as the sea!
This scene immediately shocked everyone who saw Bai Xiaochun, especially the monks who saw Bai Xiaochun for the first time. They all took a deep breath and showed awe in their eyes. They had heard of the name Bai Xiaochun a long time ago, and even listened to it. Said that it was Bai Xiaochun... that changed the pattern of the cultivation world in the lower reaches of the Dongmai!
Now, after seeing it with their own eyes, those monks who have never seen Bai Xiaochun feel a sense of Ling Ran on Bai Xiaochun. The only thought in their heart is...there is no vanity under the prestigious reputation!
"He is Bai Xiaochun?! He is indeed the pride of heaven!"
"I've heard some rumors about this Bai Xiaochun before. Some people say that this person is wise and martial, born extraordinary, like a star, bright and endless! But many people say that this person is timid and greedy, despicable and shameless..."
"Such a character is inevitable to be jealous. Now that I think about it, some of the bad news I have heard about this person are all false."
As for those who knew Bai Xiaochun, the Blood Stream Sect was better. As for the people of the Lingxi Sect, many of them stared wide-eyed, as if they didn't know each other. Zhang Da Pang exhaled, Hou Yunfei smiled and shook his head, Xu Baocai and others, I was full of emotions, and felt that Bai Xiaochun's change of expression had reached the point of perfection.
Bai Xiaochun's heart is proud, ecstatic, and full of illusions about the show off and scenery after becoming a young ancestor. He is looking forward to it, but on the surface, he does not show the slightest, and his look is solemn, like a predator, standing indifferently. There, the atmosphere of a night burial was presented, and it attracted countless applause. At the same time, the seventeen ancestors looked strange and relieved in their hearts. They were afraid that in this grand ceremony, Bai Xiaochun revealed that the day was A scene in the hall...
"Bai Xiaochun, becoming the young ancestor of my Nihe Sect, represents the arduous responsibility to shoulder. From then on, everything about you must be centered on the sect. Your life, your glory, all yours... are all related to the sect. There is a constant connection with each other!"
"Zongmen Rong, you are also honored, Zongmen insulted, you are also insulted! The reverse is also true!"
"No matter where you are, no matter what years, you...your home, your roots, everything about you...are with the sect!"
"If one day, the sect is no longer there, you must rebuild the sect. If one day, when the sect is unprecedentedly brilliant, you have the same responsibility to protect the sect, so that the entire River Sect will not be divided or lost. Original heart!"
"Bai Xiaochun, you... are ready. Can you take this responsibility? Answer me!" The ancestor of the Blood Creek Sect looked more serious than ever, and his voice spread all over the surrounding area, setting off a burst of sonic booms, making everyone who heard it Mind shakes.
Bai Xiaochun's body trembled. At this moment, he put away all his pride, put away all the thoughts of showing off and scenery, he stood there silently, and there was a rare real awe in him that appeared in his heart.
Suddenly he discovered that the identity of Young Master represents not only beauty, but a heavy responsibility. From this moment on, he and Nihe Sect, in their entire life...
Here... will become his home and the most precious place in his heart. Bai Xiaochun's eyes are in a daze. He thinks a lot. He thinks of Maoer Mountain under the Donglin Mountains, and the folks in the village. Before my parents died, she was holding her hand, thinking of the process of lighting incense again and again, thinking of everything in the Lingxi Sect, and everything in the Blood Stream Sect.
He turned his head subconsciously and glanced at Li Qinghou who was in the inheritance sequence. At this moment, Li Qinghou was full of pride. He was proud of the Bai Xiaochun who brought him up the mountain. Finally... grew up and reached such a height. After perceiving Bai Xiaochun looking at him, Li Qinghou showed a gratified smile on his face.
Looking at Li Qinghou's smile, Bai Xiaochun took a long breath, his eyes showed firmness, and he held a fist toward the ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect.
"I... Ready." He said five words very slowly, because these five words were too heavy and too heavy, but he still... finished it. At the moment when it was finished, the eyes of countless people didn't let Bai Xiaochun felt the scenery, but felt that from this moment on, he had more responsibilities on his shoulders!
The ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect stared at Bai Xiaochun. With his age and cultivation, he saw Bai Xiaochun at this moment. His answer came from the heart and from the heart. After a slight nod, he looked at the Lingxi Sect generation next to him. After the ancestors and the two looked at each other, they all saw the decisiveness and determination in each other's eyes.
"From today, canonize Bai Xiaochun for my Nihe Sect... young ancestor!" The ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect did not hesitate anymore. After suddenly speaking, the whole world, all the cultivators of the Nihe Sect, all their bodies shook, and they all faced Bai Xiaochun here, holding their fists together. A bow.
"Farewell, Young Master!"
This worship is not only the disciple of the outer sect and the inner sect, but also the disciple of Zhuji, as well as the Jindan monk, the identity of the young ancestor, which represents the entire sect, second only to the ancestor, and above the inheritance!
Song Que and the others could only bow their heads at this moment, Shangguan Tianyou clenched his fists, and bowed his head as if bitter in his heart.
When the sound roared and reverberated in all directions, forming countless sky thunder roars, all the people who watched the ceremony on the ground also paid homage.
"Meet the Young Master Nihezong!"
The voice is louder, surpassing everything, and the lingering sound is endless. In this space, it is constantly spreading. When the **** is strong, Bai Xiaochun's breathing is a little quick. He looks down at all of this, feeling agitated, and seems to have a thousand words In my heart, but I can't tell.
In the end, countless thoughts only turned into a sentence, without saying it, but became a brand in his heart, a brand that could not be erased in his life, and he did not want to erase it.
"Zongmen is here, I am!"
This sentence, he murmured in his heart, although he did not speak, his expression, his heartbeat, and his look fell in the eyes of the ancestor of the Nihe Zong Yuanying. These people have different eyes. Feelings, some memories, some encouragement.
At the same time, in Xiongcheng, on the roof of a spiritual house, the old monkey was sitting there at the moment, looking up at everything in the sky, with a kind smile on his face.
"Boy Bai, Zongmen... will live up to you!" The old monkey murmured softly. Next to him, there was a rabbit lying on his stomach. The rabbit stared at the same moment, staring at the sky blankly. (To be continued.)