Seeing that Donglin Qiushui, who is also the master of the ninety-nine main peaks, did not dare to argue with him, Gongsun Zhi became even more arrogant, and there was an arrogance that he did not take everyone here in the eye.
Immediately, Gongsun Zhi turned his head to look outside the gate of the small world, looked down at the many bright masters who wanted to step into the small world, but did not dare to enter, and said coldly, "I want to be there. Knowing all the news about Jian Chen and his current situation in the outside world, among you, if someone can provide me with the most accurate and complete information, I can allow you to step into the small world. If I am satisfied, then In the future, I can even give you some special care."
Gongsun Zhi's words caused a commotion among the many bright masters gathered outside. Many people's eyes flickered, and some people immediately left on the spot to inquire about the news for Gongsun Zhi.
Now Gongsun Zhi's identity is very different from before. Many sage masters of light, even the god king of light, are determined to climb the big tree of his future. Therefore, there are many people who are willing to do things for Gongsun Zhi.
At this moment, in a very hidden space in the Holy Light Pagoda that is not open to the outside world, there are nine sword-shaped peaks with a height of 10,000 feet, standing here quietly.
These nine peaks, I don't know how long they have existed, are filled with a thick vicissitudes of life, full of the breath of the years.
And at the top of these nine mountain peaks, there is a snow-white divine sword inserted into each of them.
The full nine-Bing Divine Sword is emitting a dazzling light, just like a small sun, standing on the top of the mountain.
Around each divine sword, the space is distorted. This is a scene caused by an extremely powerful force, and this power comes from these nine divine swords.
Inside the nine divine swords, a destructive force is sealed, powerful and terrifying.
In the center of these nine mountain peaks, a middle-aged man transformed by the holy artifact spirit appeared here quietly, his eyes swept over the divine sword on the top of the nine mountain peaks, and murmured: " The owner of the Holy Light Pagoda had nine extremely powerful squires who accompanied him to battle the starry sky and made great contributions. After the fall of the Holy Light Pagoda master, his nine squires did not survive alone, but instead Their innate secrets, condense their own spirit and spirit, condense their bodies and their power into nine holy swords, which are sealed here by the Holy Light Tower, becoming the guardian holy sword and the next term of the Holy Light Tower. Master conquers the world!"
"As long as you master these nine holy swords, you are equivalent to mastering the power of the nine squires, and immediately have the ability to fight against the nine top powerhouses..."
"I learned from the memory of the Holy Light Tower Artifact that the nine squires formed these nine guardian holy swords with themselves after the fall of the Holy Light Tower master, and were then placed in the Holy Light Tower by the Holy Light Tower Artifact Spirit. Here. Therefore, the method of controlling these nine guardian holy swords is in the hands of the Spirit of the Holy Light Tower..."
The holy artifact spirit stared at the nine guardian holy swords, and frowned tightly: "Although I know the existence of the nine guardian holy swords, I have not figured out how to use the nine guardian holy swords, see Come, I need to integrate more memories of the Holy Light Tower Spirit, so that I can know more detailed methods of using these nine guardian holy swords."
"But in this way, the residual thoughts of the Holy Light Tower Artifact Spirit will have an increasing impact on me, and even successfully turn me into a second it, so that I am not me..."
The Holy Artifact Spirit hesitated for a while. Obviously, he also understood that if he continued to integrate the memories of the Holy Light Tower Artifact Spirit, he would take great risks.
But soon, the holy artifact spirit showed a firm light, gritted his teeth and said: "The master spent so much effort to let me stay in the Holy Light Tower and become the holy light tower's artifact spirit, but now the master is in great danger outside. , but I can't do anything..."
"Once the nine guardian holy swords have completed the recognition of their masters, they may be able to help their masters. For the sake of masters, they can't handle so much now..."
The figure of the Holy Artifact Spirit suddenly disappeared.
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"What did you say? The Martial Soul lineage is actually the royal family among our Guangming Saint Masters?" The Guangming Temple, the holy temple standing above the clouds, is Xuan Zhan, one of the eight deputy hall masters. , was staring, staring at Yu Chen in disbelief.
Yu Chen nodded, looking a little dazed, and said: "The news I got from the Holy Light Tower Artifact Spirit is indeed the case."
Xuan Zhan stared at Yu Chen tightly, and after confirming that Yu Chen was not joking, he took a deep breath and said, "I really didn't expect that the Martial Spirit, who has always been in the same vein as us, turned out to be... actually... Alas, what are you going to do next? Are you going to announce this news, or continue to hide it?"
Yu Chen shook his head and said solemnly: "At present, only you and I know this news, don't tell anyone else for the time being, let's not say that others can't accept that the Wuhun lineage is the identity of the royal family, and even me, I can't accept their identities. After all, over the years, our Guangming Temple and Martial Spirit have accumulated deep grievances, and it is almost impossible to resolve them. If they are announced, they will cause turmoil."
Xuan Zhan sighed lightly and said, "This news is too shocking, and it is indeed not appropriate for too many people to know about it." After a pause, Xuan Zhan stared at Yu Chen, and continued: "The cultivation technique on Jian Chen, what do you plan to do? How to do it?"
Yu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, and he stared deeply at the endless sea of clouds outside the temple: "After learning that there is a bloodline of Taizun flowing in his body, Gongsun Zhi's heart began to change greatly. He is more concerned about this issue than me. If Jian Chen can not die after three years, there will definitely be a battle between him and Gongsun Zhi.”
"These two people, one is the bloodline of the Martial Spirit, the royal family among the Holy Masters of Light. The other, the blood of the owner of the Holy Light Tower flows in the body, and it is very likely that they will inherit the Holy Light Tower and become the second owner of the Holy Light Tower. , the battle between them should be very interesting..."
At the same time, in another place in the temple, in the palace of an elder of the temple, a white jade in white clothes was kneeling there with a trembling body and buried his head deeply on the ground. Rolling out of her eyes, with endless sadness and grief, she fell to the ground and shattered.
Opposite Bai Yu, a middle-aged woman also wearing a white robe was sitting cross-legged, expressionless.
This middle-aged woman is the temple elder of the Guangming Temple—Mushui!
"Master..." Bai Yu knelt in front of Mu Shui and let out a mournful cry.
"Bai Yu, let's go and return to your Feiyun Peak. From now on, you are no longer my disciple." Mu Shui said decisively, looking at Bai Yu with a sigh in his eyes, he continued. "Don't blame your teacher for being ruthless and ruthless, if you want to blame it, you should blame your second senior brother from Feiyun Peak, your second senior brother Chang Yang, who was disguised by Jian Chen from the martial arts lineage. The relationship is so close, even if you don't know the true identity of your second senior brother, but as a teacher, you will still not accept you as a teacher."
"From now on, you and I will sever the relationship between master and apprentice, and there will be no more involvement, you can go!" Mu Shui said indifferently.
Hearing Mu Shui's heartless voice, Bai Yu's heart trembled. She didn't say anything. After kowtowing to Mu Shui for nine times, she wiped her tears and stood up from the ground. temple.
"Master, Bai Yu didn't know anything before, she was innocent, why are you so heartless." After Bai Yu left, Donglin Yanxue walked in from the outside and looked at Mushui, who was sitting cross-legged there with a face on his face. of anger.
Looking at Yanxue in the east, Mushui's expression became extremely complicated, revealing an undisguised disappointment, she sighed and said, "Yanxue, you have always been Bingxue smart before, but why are you not this time? So stupid, you know that the Martial Soul lineage is our mortal enemy, but you have to help Jian Chen escape, making a big mistake."
"I know what I'm doing, Master, do you want to cut off the relationship with me as Junior Sister Baiyu?" Donglin Yanxue said, without the slightest remorse.
Mushui's attitude towards Donglin Yanxue is completely different from that of Bai Yu, and he sighed softly: "Yanxue, what you need to consider now is not as simple as severing the master-disciple relationship with me, but how to face the coming Punishment, you can understand that your situation is much more serious than Bai Yu."
"It's a big deal, I don't want the position of the Holy Son. I am a member of the Donglin family. Although our Donglin family is not as good as the Guangming Temple, it is still a famous top force. I don't believe that the Guangming Temple dares to execute me." Donglin Yanxue was not afraid. (To be continued)