Xuanyuan Xiongtian moved his beard a few times and cleverly chose to pretend that he didn't hear anything. He turned his gaze to Feng Xiao and said with a powerful look in his tiger eyes: "Who are you? Anyone who dares to break into our Xuanyuan Villa without legitimate reasons will never be able to leave."
"Are you Xuanyuan Xiongtian, the head of the Xuanyuan family? The person next to you is probably the second head of the family, Xuanyuan Xiongba." Feng Xiao said calmly, his eyes scanning their faces.
Xuanyuan Lanlan's whole body was shaken, and she was completely stunned, looking at Feng Xiao blankly... because this voice was clearly the voice of the big bad Shura.
She was often in a daze silently, often looking at that beautiful colorful hairpin and giggling. Whenever these times, his hateful figure and hateful voice would always appear in her mind. So, she knew that she must hate him very much, very much...otherwise, why would she always think of him.
He... could it be him? Or are they just similar in sound? Xuanyuan Lanlan looked at his face blankly, as if she wanted to see every feature of him clearly.
"Yes, who are you?" Xuanyuan Xiongtian asked.
Clang! ! !
Golden Xuanyuan appeared in Feng Xiao's hand with a flash of golden light. Feng Xiao held the hilt of the sword and thrust Xuanyuan heavily into the ground. The granite beneath my feet was splintered.
The faint golden light, the domineering and simple sword body, the vaguely visible sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and trees... For a moment, the surroundings became deathly silent, and you could hear a needle drop. Everyone forgot to breathe and stared blankly at being inserted into the ground. golden sword. As members of the Xuanyuan family, how could they not know the highest faith that the Xuanyuan family has inherited for countless generations.
"Could it be... Xuanyuan Sword!" Xuanyuan Xiongtian's eyes were dull, and he stretched out his hands tremblingly. He stepped forward with difficulty, but was pulled back by Xuanyuan Xiongba.
Xuanyuan Jinglan and Xuanyuan Jingyun, who had just approached here, heard the words "Xuanyuan Sword" and looked at each other in surprise, then quickened their pace and ran towards this side.
"Brother, you can't be careless about this matter." Xuanyuan Xiongba shook his head cautiously, turned to a young man behind him and said: "Lei'er, go and get the piece of Xuanyuan Jade from Xuanyuan Hall, quickly!"
Xuanyuan Jinglei, the only son of the second Xuanyuan family master, he quickly responded, looked at Xuanyuan Sword a few more times, and left quickly.
The sound of anxious footsteps was heard. Xuanyuan Jingyun and Xuanyuan Jinglan rushed to their father and asked anxiously: "Dad, just now you said that Xuanyuan Sword appeared? Is it true?"
Xuanyuan Jingyun's eyes quickly fell on Xuanyuan Sword standing upright on the ground and the man in black who was as quiet as water, and his pupils shrank sharply.
Is this Xuanyuan? Is it really Xuanyuan? But why does this Xuanyuan look so familiar? It's almost exactly the same as the golden sword in Shura's hand!
Xuanyuan Xiongtian took two steps forward and looked at Xuanyuan Sword with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see its authenticity, but the vague aura that made him want to surrender already made him believe it. He raised his head and said, "I wonder who you are? Where did this golden sword come from?"
The masters of these big families obviously spoke in an ancient style, and the aura in his voice lost a bit, and there was a hint of respect.
Feng Xiao didn't answer, looking straight ahead. He was equally anxious in his heart, waiting for the "Xuanyuan Jade" that Xuanyuan Xiongba said. Is this Xuanyuan Sword brought out from the world of reincarnation really the one that the Xuanyuan family has been waiting for for generations
"Brother, can you let us see the true face of Mount Lu? And this sword of yours, is it really the Xuanyuan Sword?" Xuanyuan Jinglan asked anxiously.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from far away, and just as Xuanyuan Jinglei approached, suddenly there was a golden light in his hand. Xuanyuan Jinglei screamed, and subconsciously dropped the Xuanyuan Jade that suddenly became extremely hot in his hand. The Xuanyuan Jade strangely did not fall to the ground, but floated up strangely, slowly drifting towards the Xuanyuan Sword.
All eyes were fixed on Xuanyuan Yu. Xuanyuan Xiongtian and Xuanyuan Xiongba's hearts trembled, and their shrewd eyes were covered with water mist that had not appeared in decades.
When Xuanyuan Jade came closer, Feng Xiao finally saw its shape clearly. It was a long and narrow piece of shuttle-shaped golden jade... yes, it was golden jade, crystal clear. Each corner of the shuttle is tied with a long gold thread, and one corner is connected to a cluster of tied gold threads. This appearance is clearly... a sword spike!
Xuanyuan Jade fell into the sky above the Xuanyuan Sword, and the golden thread penetrated into the neck of the sword hilt, firmly connecting it with the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Xuanyuan Sword! It's really Xuanyuan Sword!" Xuanyuan Xiongtian and Xuanyuan Xiongba held hands, excited beyond measure, "It's so pitiful that after a thousand years, our Xuanyuan family can finally see Xuanyuan again."
With a "plop", the two middle-aged men knelt heavily on the ground, their upper bodies lying on the ground, their postures were extremely humble: "Xuanyuan Xiongtian, the 273rd generation head of the Xuanyuan family, pays homage to Holy Master Xuanyuan!"
"Xuanyuan Xiongba, the 273rd generation successor of Xuanyuan, pays homage to Holy Lord Xuanyuan!"
The two masters knelt down together, and all the servants and guards also hurriedly knelt down. Xuanyuan Jingyun also quickly pulled Xuanyuan Jinglan to kneel down with a dull look on his face.
The wind is calm and silent. Just because of the Xuanyuan Sword, the head of the Xuanyuan family knelt down without any hesitation. Are they sloppy and pedantic, or are their obsession with Xuanyuan truly hopeless. He pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword in front of him and held it in his palm.
"It is rumored that your Xuanyuan family will unconditionally surrender to the person who holds the Xuanyuan Sword and be regarded as the Holy Lord Xuanyuan. Is it true or false?"
"Yes!" Xuanyuan Xiongtian said while lying on the ground, "From now on, no matter what Holy Lord Xuanyuan sends us, we will never dare to disobey him in the slightest?"
"Even if I am a very evil person?" Feng Xiao's voice turned cold.
Xuanyuan Xiongtian answered without hesitation: "Yes! The ancestral teachings say that when Xuanyuan appears again, whoever holds Xuanyuan, whether rich or noble, poor or disabled, or treacherous or evil, we must all surrender unconditionally. , and must never be betrayed. This is the highest creed of our Xuanyuan family for thousands of years, and those who violate it will be punished by heaven and earth."
But he knew clearly in his heart that how could a truly evil person be recognized by Xuanyuan as his master.
Feng Xiao took in the changes in the expressions of several people and cursed in his heart, which generation of brain-dead head of the family set this rule? It is simply unreasonable... What is even more unreasonable is that generations of heads of the Xuanyuan family all abide by this creed. It's like being completely brainwashed.
"Never betray...even if I let you die, will you kill yourself in front of me without hesitation?"
"No hesitation!!" Xuanyuan Xiongtian said decisively.
Feng Xiao felt dizzy.
Xuanyuan Lanlan was the only one standing around Feng Xiao. She stared blankly at Feng Xiao with her cute big eyes, as if she was frightened by the changes in front of her.
However, Xuanyuan Xiongtian and Xuanyuan Xiongba did not scold her for kneeling down, because there was no need for her to kneel down.
Xuanyuan Jinglan and Xuanyuan Jingyun looked at Feng Xiao with complicated eyes. Xuanyuan Kuanglan couldn't help but want to speak out several times, but Xuanyuan Haoran stopped him with his eyes.
That voice was clearly Shura! !
And why does that Xuanyuan Sword look so much like the weapon he used in the reincarnation world? Coincidence...an illusion
"For more than a thousand years, our Xuanyuan family has waited too long. If you ask the Holy Lord to lead our Xuanyuan family, we must obey his orders! If there is betrayal, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!!"
Feng Xiao turned around and flew into the sky in full view of everyone, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Is he a god? Is it a fairy...or is it all just a dream!
"I will come to you when the time is right." Feng Xiao's voice fell from the air and reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Farewell to Holy Lord Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan Xiongtian looked at the sky with a feverish face, almost unable to help but worship. Flying through the sky, this ability that should not exist in this world exhilarated him, and made him feel as if he was in a dream.
It's a pity that he didn't stay too long and didn't even show his true face in Lushan. However, it was enough. The long-cherished wish of a thousand years was realized in his own hands, and Xuanyuan Xiongtian burst into tears again. With the Xuanyuan Sword and the extraordinary Holy Lord Xuanyuan, everything is completely consistent with the prophecy. He believed that the Xuanyuan family would be able to once again reach the pinnacle of being proud of the world as predicted.
Xuanyuan Jingyun and Xuanyuan Jinglan's expressions kept changing, but at this time, they seemed cautious, savoring the name that Feng Xiao passed to their ears before leaving.
"Xiao Tian's sword."
Xuanyuan Xiongtian stood up from the ground, glanced around with tiger eyes, and spoke with an unprecedented majesty: "You have all seen that he is the Holy Lord Xuanyuan that our Xuanyuan family has been waiting for for thousands of years. You must remember him firmly in your heart. It only takes one day." If you are still a member of the Xuanyuan family, you must surrender to him forever. Also, no trace of what happened today should be leaked out. No one is allowed to pursue the whereabouts of the Holy Lord in private, so as not to offend the Holy Lord."
"It's all gone." Xuanyuan Xiongtian waved his hand.
Xuanyuan Jinglei's face turned red from suppressing it. When they were almost gone, he finally couldn't help but said: "Uncle, our Xuanyuan family has established a foundation that has been established for thousands of years. Why is it so easy to hand over to an outsider who doesn't even know his face?" In hand, this is really..."
Snapped! !
A heavy slap hit Xuanyuan Jinglei's face. Xuanyuan Xiongba pointed a finger at Xuanyuan Jinglei and said angrily: "If you still think that you are a member of the Xuanyuan family, never say such words again. Without Xuanyuan Sword, there would be no Our Xuanyuan Family will no longer have me, let alone you!! And the person recognized by Xuanyuan must be the one chosen by God!! The Xuanyuan Sword is the eternal pillar of our Xuanyuan Family. Without Xuanyuan, we will The Xuanyuan Family has lost its destiny, and no matter how hard it tries, it can only decline day by day. As for the noble Holy Lord Xuanyuan, his destiny is closely connected with the destiny of our Xuanyuan Family. He is prosperous and I am prosperous, and he is declining and I am declining. , He will die and I will die!!"
These are all secrets recorded in the training of the Xuanyuan Family, and Xuanyuan Jingyun and Xuanyuan Jinglan only learned about them half a year ago. Xuanyuan Jinglei stood stunned for a while, then knelt down and said in a shameful voice: "My child is stupid and is willing to be punished."