"Thankfully, he can still laugh?"
"Arrogant and arrogant, the elders of the sect also regard this guy as a treasure. But what about now? In front of those Juexin people, they can't even take a single sword. It's also thanks to Senior Brother Ruotao that he didn't attack me from the Sword Sect. His face was completely disgraced—"
"This boy seems to be humble and arrogant, with nothing to spare. Now you should know that you should never underestimate the world's heroes. Senior Brother Ruotao, I just don't want to compete with him!"
"I still can't believe it. That Qiantian Demon King really fought against the six Juexi people without losing? Is there really such a hero in this world? He is simply invincible. I really can't imagine that among his peers in the Yun Realm, How many people are there to rival him? Compared with that one, Feng Taiji is like a spark to a bright moon—"
"Thinking about all the overlords in ancient times, they were just like this. Senior Brother Ruotao, he is still glorious even though he is defeated!"
Small words continued to penetrate into Feng Taiji's ears. It is difficult to be calm and calm, so I can only try not to listen carefully.
Fortunately, only about half a moment later, a bell suddenly rang in the palace.
A figure in white suddenly walked into the hall and sat at the top of the center.
Feng Taiji bowed his head slightly, knowing that this was the current mountain master of the Ten Thousand Swords Realm, whose name was Ling Chen.
He has held this position for seventy-four years. Seventy-four years ago, it was also famous in the cloud world. At that time, it was already at the peak of the ninth level. At this time, I don’t even know what state I have reached.
He has been in seclusion all year round. After joining the Sword Sect, he only met twice in total.
After everyone saw the ceremony, Ling Chen said calmly: "Today I have summoned all my disciples from the Ten Thousand Swords Realm here to inform you of two things. First, the ban on the Yinlong Valley has been lifted. The day when the spiritual tide begins must be three days in advance. Zai! For me, Yunjie, this is the beginning of disaster. But it is also a rare opportunity. You should work harder and take advantage of this opportunity. Try your best to break through the realm. Don’t regret it when chaos breaks out—"
After the words fell, there was a period of silence in the entire stone palace. The nearly ten thousand Sword Sect disciples all had different expressions. Either surprised, excited, or uneasy.
Then Ling Chen turned his attention to Ruotao again: "I have heard about the Yinlong Valley incident. The elders have made a decision on this trip, with Feng Taiji as the leader. But I heard that you Ruotao. You seem to be a little unruly. "There are many disobediences to the teacher's orders"
The elders sitting on both sides of the hall opened their eyes and looked towards Ruotao.
Wave after wave of fierce thoughts came from the remote control, pressing down on Ruotao's body.
Ruotao, however, remained calm. He answered calmly: "Everything I do, I will do so with a clear conscience!"
Feng Taiji's expression was silent, and he could feel that Senior Brother Ruotao was really carefree and indifferent, and he didn't care.
He is indeed open-minded and has no guilt.
"What a clear conscience!"
Ling Chen snorted coldly, his handsome face as unmoved as ice that would never melt.
"Then in the past few years, have you ever complained? Have you ever regretted it?"
"I have complained and regretted it!"
Ruotao actually nodded: "Disciple also hated the unfairness of the sect. At that time, his thoughts were almost extreme. I just needed a noble person to remind me, and I suddenly woke up. If you think about it thoroughly, it doesn't matter. What do we, the swordsmen, want? Just ask for it from the sword. Who cares about anything else?"
Feng Taiji's mouth became even more astringent as he listened.
If he had heard these words half a month ago, he would have looked in agreement, but he would never really care in his heart.
But now, he can understand this truth. Unfortunately it's too late -
Ling Chen was silent for a moment. Then there was a long laugh that shook the mountain top.
"Very good! Listen carefully. The second thing today is that I have a disciple from the Sword Sect, Ruotao, who has worked hard and won my heart. Now that I am a disciple of the Palm Sword, I can go to the Xuanjian Cave to retreat for three years. After three years, I will win my heart. If you leave, you will succeed me as the Lord of Qiongjing Mountain—"
Although he had expected it, when he heard these words, Feng Taiji still felt like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart and mind bitterly.
I just felt that my mind was dizzy, my energy and blood flowed backwards, and my mind was extremely confused.
Ling Chen didn't listen carefully to what he said next. I don’t know how long it took before I gradually recovered.
But at this time, Ling Chen's words had come to an end.
"There is chaos in the cloud world. You must be more careful when you go out! If something happens, there is no need to be afraid-"
At this point, Ling Chen hesitated slightly, but finally spoke: "The rise of Nagan Tianshan is at a time of great strength. At least in Donglin, I, a disciple of the Sword Sect, will give him three points!"
After saying this, Feng Taiji left from the stone palace without even looking at him.
The elders also remained silent, and their figures gradually disappeared from the hall. Many disciples were also in small groups, discussing while going out.
Those classmates who had been good friends with him in the past even deliberately avoided him, and did not even dare to make eye contact with him.
Not long after, he was the only one left in this huge stone palace.
The vast space of thousands of feet was extremely empty. Even if Feng Taiji asked himself about the tenacity of his mind, he still felt a strong sense of desolation permeating his whole body.
The corners of his lips curled up in a self-deprecating smile. Is this ignorance
There was no comfort or reprimand, but complete disregard—
But there was no resentment in his heart. He already knew the warmth and warmth of people. When he excluded Ruotao at the beginning, he should have thought of the consequences today.
The reason why I am in such a situation is because of myself, and I cannot blame others.
But in my heart, there is a wave of thoughts like waves, wanting to climb to the top again, wanting to get back everything I have lost.
Want to fight against that Zongshou—
With a sigh, Feng Taiji stood up. But at this moment, a majestic old voice suddenly came from next to his ears.
"But unwilling?"
Feng Taiji's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around in surprise, but found nothing, and no one could be seen.
Naturally, he was unwilling to do so. How could he be willing to be trampled under his feet like this all the time
"Your senior brother Lei Dong has left the Cloud Realm alone today and gone to the outer realm. I wonder if you, Feng Taiji, would rather go to that outer realm? I know a few worlds that can help you hone your sword skills!"
Outland
Feng Taiji's eyes narrowed, and then he took a deep breath, kneeling when he should sit, and moved deeply.
"My disciple is willing to go, please let me go, senior!"
No sound came from his ears anymore, but Feng Taiji's expression returned to his normal appearance.
In my mind, I really calmed down. All honors and disgrace, all gains and losses, have been put aside. Subconsciously, he stroked his waist.
As a disciple of the Sword Sect, if you want anything, you can only get it from the sword.
At this moment, in the sky of Ten Thousand Swords Realm. An old man took his eyes back from the top of Wenjian Mountain.
"This boy has a good character and he finally did not disappoint."
His words were somewhat mixed with satisfaction, but when the old man turned his eyes and looked aside, it was full of mockery.
"I didn't expect you to do business at a loss sometimes!"
There was no one next to him, and there was only a sword, but he could use the sound of the sword to resound his words, with a sharp metal sound, and his words were also sonorous and sharp.
"Once you enter our door, you will be treated with honor and disgrace—"
It seemed that the answer was not what the question was asked, but the old man knew the meaning behind his words. What he said was really unkind. If you let your disciples hear it, won't you be afraid of people being alienated
He couldn't help curling his lips: "Since you have done this, why don't you stop talking about it? This Feng Taiji is indeed far worse than that one!"
Others don't know, but he knows. That 'Tan Qiu' from the Cangsheng Dao and that Heavenly Demon King Zong Shou are actually the same person.
Back then, the Sword Sect was only one step away from taking this son into its sect. It just so happened that at that time, Feng Taiji was shaking up various sects with the combination of spirit and martial arts. It was really disappointing to miss him!
Looking back a few years later, Zong Shou was able to fight the Shui Lingbo without any injuries and was still undefeated. Feng Taiji, on the other hand, could only watch and was not even qualified to participate.
To say it was a loss is not wrong.
In addition to his own strong swordsmanship, he also needs to add a rising Zhongqian Tianshan.
If you really want to measure it, the saying "I picked sesame seeds but lost the watermelon" is most appropriate.
At this time, there were already many complaints within the Sword Sect. Although he didn't say it out loud yet, he knew that many people really felt sorry for this matter.
"Even if it's a mistake, it's my fault. That transaction has nothing to do with Feng Taiji!"
The voice was decisive, and then the sword shadow flashed and shuttled into the void. There was only one lingering voice left: "To compete with each other, it doesn't happen overnight. The journey of cultivation is long, who knows what will happen in the future? The sect guard is indeed good, but the barrier between heaven and man has only been broken by the human barrier. Can that level be achieved? It is still unknown whether it will be broken. It is not a blessing for Feng Taiji to suffer this setback. But for you, the spiritual tide has advanced and the world has changed drastically. You must be more careful in the cloud world!"
"You don't need to tell me!"
The old man smiled, then shook his head slightly. It is true that after the spiritual realm, the years of practice will count for hundreds of years.
The gains and losses at this time are really nothing.
I also think about Zong Shou, but I don’t know if there is any obstacle in the sky. Will this boy be able to survive
He is already an eighth-level martial artist and a ninth-level spiritual master. This level is probably just around the corner.
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The Qi movement is dark, and Jue Desire is forced to take a breath. From the cloud world, step into the void outside the world.
He also completely threw away the spiritual thoughts that were constantly pursuing him from behind.
Three days and nights of fierce fighting, escape, and counterattack. Even if his mind is as tenacious as his, he still feels extremely tired and drowsy.
The body at this time was even more miserable, with wounds everywhere, almost mutilated. The energy and blood veins are all in chaos.
Jue Xi bit the tip of his tongue fiercely to wake up his dazed mind. Then he used all his strength to mobilize the remaining inner energy to recover from the injury.
But then, his eyes sharpened, looking towards the dark void in the distance.
"Why are you so embarrassed?"
Following the sound, a figure stepped out from over there. There was a smile on his face, looking at him mockingly.
But in fact, his situation is not much better. The body is also scarred, just a little better than Desperation, just a little bit -
Jue Xi glanced at it and felt that it was both expected and unexpected: "Did you really go to the Liao Palace?"