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On the Yunlu rooftop, the violent transformation of the five elements has finally come to an end, the empty rocks, the turbulent fire clouds, and the howling sandstorm... All the visions brought by the real Zhifeng disappeared, and the top of Lingjian Mountain was still warm and sunny. A thin layer of light clouds.
"You win."
After a long silence, Master Zhifeng said calmly. At this time, his face was as pale as paper, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the skirt of his clothes.
In this duel, no matter how much you are unwilling, you will lose in the end, and there is no point in trying to hold on. Instead, you will lose the face of yourself and the Shengjing Xianmen... With the last bit of rationality left, Master Zhifeng finally did not do something crazy Suicide is a choice.
"I would like to accept the bet. Since I lost, everything will be based on the bet agreement... In the future, if there is a chance, I will definitely come to the door to plead guilty!"
Master Zhifeng smiled miserably and bowed deeply to the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect.
The so-called chance is actually no chance, his conspiracy in Baiyue Kingdom was exposed, and he was defeated by the Spirit Sword Sect. Judging from the school rules, it is not bad to keep his life, but he was suppressed under the Dharma Palace for a hundred years. Years is the minimum punishment, but after a hundred years, his lifespan will be exhausted long ago.
Yuan Ying's lifespan is usually around six hundred, Zhifeng's is more than four hundred years old, and it stands to reason that he still has close to two hundred years of life. Regression, but with countless internal injuries, it can almost be said that there is no hope of recovery...
Whether as an elder of Shengjing Xianmen or as a monk in Yuanying realm, he has no future to speak of. If this is the case, what's the point of insisting on the advantage of tongue? What's more, even if he only talked about eloquence, he couldn't compare with that woman in white.
But Master Zhifeng readily conceded defeat, no more twists and turns, and the Spirit Sword Sect also reciprocated, not going to add trouble. The elders with the highest prestige in the sect waved their hands to disperse the disciples who were onlookers without saying a word, which was to save the last bit of face for Master Zhifeng.
After that, Master Fengyin sighed and left the Yunlu rooftop silently. The second elder Liu Xian and the third elder Fang He came to the real Zhifeng without saying a word, set up the sword light, and prepared to send him out of the mountain gate in person, which was a little respect for this elder Yuanying.
The Spirit Sword Sect acted like this, which can be considered kind, but Master Zhifeng couldn't help laughing miserably: This is the so-called winner's etiquette! First beat the other party to death, and then politely hand out the towel: "Wipe your nosebleed, dear~" In the past few decades, I have always handed out the hand towel to the other party on behalf of the Shengjing Xianmen. How can I be pitied as a loser? Pass
"Your faction really hid it deep enough!"
When he was about to leave the mountain gate, Master Zhifeng couldn't hold back any longer and was full of emotions.
The Ten Thousand Immortals League's five masters are indeed not in vain! Even after my own investigation, the most ineffective Fifth Elder in the sect, a mere Golden Core cultivator, has such skill, what level should the strength of the other Nascent Soul Elders be? It's really scary!
The two spirit sword elders beside him just smiled slightly when they heard the words, Liu Xian said: "Fellow Daoist Zhifeng, this is too much to worry about, Fifth Junior Sister is a well-known defense master in the sect, even if it is me and Junior Brother Fang He Fighting her, it is not easy to break her three-foot sword circle head-on."
Fang He frowned when he heard it. Although he didn't speak, he said to his junior brother with his soul: "Brother, it's just a three-foot sword circle. Is it so difficult to break it?"
Liu Xian asked back: "Indeed, it's not difficult for you and me to break through her three-foot sword circle, but my junior sister still has a one-foot sword circle, or even an inch of sword circle! It's really a headache to think about it... Do you have the confidence to break through her?" Her full defense?"
Fang He thought for a while, wanted to speak a few times but finally swallowed it back.
Indeed, Fifth Junior Sister's impenetrable defense is really hated by everyone. Today on the Yunlu rooftop, it is at best a small test. Only the elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall who suffered from it all these years have a deep understanding of it!
However, there is no need to tell outsiders about these things, anyway, it is just out of humanitarian comfort.
But Master Zhifeng was even more emotional when he heard the words, this Spirit Sword Sect has really been underestimated too much these years! Perhaps when it comes to overall strength, there is still a big gap between this withered sect and Shengjing Xianmen, Kunlun Xianshan, etc., but none of the ten elders of Tianjiantang should be underestimated.
Moreover, many people have overlooked a very important factor over the years: Although the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect seem to be in their twilight years, they are actually not very old! Among them, the eldest Great Elder is also the Master of Spirit Sword Master Feng Yin, who just passed his 300th birthday a few years ago, while the youngest Hua Yun seems to be only 156 years old. Judging from their cultivation level, although they cannot be regarded as the top geniuses in the world of immortality, but considering their overwhelming strength in strength at the same level, they are really terrifying.
Even though Shengjing Immortal Sect is the leader of the immortal way, and there are many talents in the sect, how many people can compare with the ten elders of the Spirit Sword? I'm afraid it is only possible for the dozens of lunatics in the Hall of Supreme One.
I hate myself for being obsessed with ghosts, kicking this iron plate hastily, and finally ruining my reputation... Now except for the abyss in front of me, the real Zhifeng has nowhere to go-the three of them have already reached the edge of the mountain gate, and they only need a few more steps to get out The boundary of the Spirit Sword Sect, beyond the boundary of the Spirit Sword Sect, is theoretically the territory of Shengjing Xianmen.
The two elders who saw off the guests stopped here, turned around and left after sending them to their positions. Master Zhifeng was alone, sighed, and was about to take a step with a trace of determination, when suddenly someone shouted from behind.
"Student Zhifeng, please wait~"
The voice couldn't be more familiar, it was the Spirit Sword Fifth Elder who drove himself into the abyss!
It stands to reason that I should hate it to the bone, but hearing her voice at this moment, I can't help but feel turmoil in my heart: She wants me to stop at this time, could it be that... things are turning around, and I still have help! ? For example, she feels that it is too cruel to let herself die like this, why don't everyone discuss a harmonious solution or something...
As a result, Wang Wu's next sentence made him vomit blood.
"Don't take our Kunshan sword and other equipment and spirit stones away!"
Ah poof! When did the sword of Kunshan become yours! ? ... No, when I swore the oath before the duel, it seemed that there was such a clause!
As Wang Wu said, in a duel, the winner takes all, the loser kneels and licks, and then... She really didn't forget to come and take all herself!
Master Zhifeng was silent for a moment, Yuanshen penetrated into the Yufu, looked at the Kunshan sword warmed in it, and couldn't bear it. This sword wasn't particularly high-grade, but it was a genuine Lingbao after all. It was a personal weapon given to him by the master when he first entered the Nascent Soul Realm, and has been with him for a hundred years.
Lingbao has spirits, and Kunshan Sword is no exception. Liangqiu, the sword spirit, is gentle and gentle, loyal and loyal. Master Zhifeng regards her as his own daughter, so how can he be willing to give it to others
However... thinking of the century-old prison under the suppression of the Fadian makes people shudder. I have no hope in my life, so why bother to make Liang Qiu's child suffer with me
Master Zhifeng stopped talking, resisted the pain in his heart, and used the power of Yuanying to make Liang Qiu, the sword spirit, fall asleep, and then threw the Kunshan sword and the mustard bag containing all his wealth to Wang Wu.
"Okay, treat her well..."
The woman in white smiled and put the Kunshan sword away, then waved to him enthusiastically: "Go slowly, student Zhifeng, I won't give it away."
"Hmph!" Zhifeng was furious, turned around and flew away.
The woman in white looked up at the sky with great regret: "This guy is really tough."
Behind him, his beloved disciple Wang Lu walked over slowly, and asked with a smile, "Where did you get the toughness? Are your blood vessels hardened by your anger?"
The Fifth Elder said: "I tried to save his life just now, but it's a pity that he didn't appreciate it."
"Damn it!? We watched the whole process just now, apart from extorting and showing off your might, when did you save someone!?"
The Fifth Elder was heartbroken at his disciple's ignorance: "You really don't understand me. I'm the kind of person who makes trouble and takes pleasure in slapping faces! Just now I was clearly hinting at his way of survival!"
After thinking about it, Wang Lu really couldn't understand it: "I would like to hear the details."
"Look, his affairs in Baiyue Kingdom have been exposed this time, so going back to the mountain is a dead end, right? So, if it were me, I might as well not go back to the mountain and seek political asylum from other sects!"
"Fuck!? Political asylum!?"
The fifth elder explained excitedly: "Look, although he is not stable in Daoism and his actual combat ability is extremely poor, he is still a Nascent Soul Daoist. He is an elder in the Shengjing Immortal Sect, and he is also a middle-level manager. This kind of person must have a lot of black material to expose! For example, Shengjing Xianmen uses its so-called all-continental strategy to establish sub-helms in various places to carry out intelligence work, monitor the actions of other sects, and even use undercover methods to interfere with other sects. Secret plans such as sect internal affairs!"
"Fuck! Master, where did you come up with the idea!? And if you really dare to expose your own information, it would be a naked act of death!"
The fifth elder had the lonely expression of a bird knowing the lofty ambitions: "How can you, a child with a yellow mouth, know the general trend of the world? Now the Shengjing Xianmen family in the mainland of Kyushu dominates, and there are not many sects who want to bring them down. It is rumored that Kunlun Xianshan, who wears the same pair of trousers as Shengjing Xianmen, came together only because of common interests, and it is hard to explain the secret intrigue. Not to mention that there is Junhuangshan, a veteran opponent of Shengjing Xianmen. In this case, he Zhifeng As long as you dare to send yourself to the cusp of the storm, someone will definitely come forward to protect him, and there will be no danger. If I am the head of the sect, I will leave him openly. You Shengjing Immortal Sect wants someone, yes, five hundred Bring the Wanling Stone!"
"Wait, five million spirit stones? What if the Shengjing Xianmen really took them out?"
"If you take it, it means that they have ghosts in their hearts! If you don't take ten million spirit stones, don't try to seal my mouth!"
Seeing that the topic had become endless, Wang Lu glanced at the master who was still immersed in the pleasure of pointing out the country, and couldn't help but sigh.
You brain-dead elder really deserves to be the number one cheater in Lingjian Mountain...
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