Chapter 664 – The Young Man Who Entered the Sect That Year Met a Nobleman
Chapter 664 – That Year’s Teenage Boy Meets a Noble Person in the Sect
Outside the alleyway, in the past days, no one dared to touch the tiger’s whiskers, but now the face of a group of people, actually felt a trace of inexplicable ease, at least this perverted people did not kill people is not it?
Still a man of honor!
Can not help but have leaped up, in the surrounding tens of thousands of scattered martial artists who were disturbed by the ringing gaze, slowly backward.
“When how?”
Hong Qiming forced back the blood churning in his body and looked at the crowd.
Su Mi lowered his voice: “Who exactly is this person? There is an old …… relationship with the Toutiao Dan Medical Shop Could it be …… him?”
Speaking of this “he”, he was startled, that person was a sword to kill the evil clan of the heavenly person, although not seen, but listen to the ears of the fast callus!
“That person is dead, do not guess!”
Luniang frowned and thought for a moment, “Nowadays, the experts of all the sects are gathered in Xuantian Sword Sect, performing the ceremony of striking the heavenly drum, the seniors of the sect and outstanding disciples have already gone, I’m afraid that it’s inconvenient to ask for help ……”
Hong Qiming suddenly looked into the distance: “This person has left!”
Xin Zhuo had indeed left, he had already swept the entire city with his spirit platform intention, there were no experts, he simply flew through the air and headed straight to the south.
In front of the Toutiao Dan Healer’s Shop, the four Duan Dapeng silently watched him go away.
Li Wumian’s alcohol had long since woken up, and let out a dry laugh: “Senior Brother Xin is truly a strange man, he’s back, and our Toutiao Dan Healer Shop is going to rise again!”
Duan Dapeng shook his head with a serious expression: “Far away! Far away!”
The remaining three looked at him together and asked in surprise: “What’s far away?”
Duan Dapeng let out a bitter smile, his expression was a bit forlorn: “His path is already different from ours, maybe the next time we see him again, we have to look up. You guys just look, the word Xin Zhuo, sooner or later, it will resound through all the major domains!”
“Where are the major domains?”
“It’s the fucking nest, close the door, shut down!”
……
Hot winds lash out.
Kunxu City is thousands of miles away from Xuan Tian Sword Sect, Xin Zhuo to “it horse’s” recluse, non-stop shuttle, but also enough to catch up for three or four days.
Arriving at the foot of the Xuan Tian mountain range, he couldn’t help but fall down and frowned, the green mountains in front of him were green and undulating, the scenery was beautiful to say the least, so where was the mountain gate of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect?
It’s not that his memory can’t work, but the location of this mountain gate has changed, and the traces of the “Three Execution and Three Destruction Array” seem to be gone.
Of course it is not possible to change the mountain gate, but only to rebuild the large array, the mountain gate shifted.
He is a “dead man”, the identity of the disciples of the sect does not exist, can not enter at will.
Looking around, there are no passers-by, but somewhere in the southwest, there is a faint sound of people.
After thinking about it, his figure flashed, rushed towards the place where the sound of people came from, and arrived in a few moments, here is a valley with birdsong and flowers, and at the entrance of the valley side, there is a dense number of gorgeous carriages parked.
In the middle of the valley, a group of brocade-clothed teenage girls surrounded by domestic servants and a group of vegetable-colored, plainly dressed teenage girls stood in clear distinction.
Directly in front, a dense mist, vaguely a colorful floating bridge, the bridge stood three true disciple robes of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect of the true and seven or eight inner disciples, ten people are arrogant, superior appearance, coldly swept below more than two hundred teenage girls.
“Disciple Acceptance Conference?”
Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment, that colorful pontoon bridge must be where the door to the mountain was located, striding over.
When he reached a group of teenage girls, he made a slight pause and looked to the side.
Not far away, a pair of middle-aged couple in the countryside, face with anticipation pulling a thirteen or fourteen year old teenager, earnestly urged: “Yu’er, Xuan Tian Sword Sect is a big sect, you must enter it, in the future can only be outstanding.
Father and mother and sister you do not need to think about, as long as you future cultivation success, we will also be pleased.”
That teenager took a step back, bowed and saluted, his face showed a look of determination: “Parents don’t worry, Yu’er will definitely strive to enter the sect and cultivate with one mind, the bullying of the governor’s office and the Su family, my child will never dare to forget, don’t deceive the youth to be poor, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, my child regarded as a supreme saying.”
“Good good good!” Husband and wife’s eyes were moist, don’t look away, tears could no longer be stopped.
Xin Zhuo:”?”
What a metaphysical scene.
This child has good talent, the face is born from the heart, I think it must also be a kid with a strong heart, but which has so much protagonist halo, at best an inner disciple, if you don’t know how to change, it is highly likely that you will be eaten without any crumbs left, how deep is the water of the sect.
“Your Highness King Jin! The Queen and His Majesty expect a lot from you, you must cultivate well!”
“Got it, this Xuan Tian Sword Sect this king is determined to win, with this king Ling Tian Jun’s talent, the true disciple will not be able to run away I’m afraid!”
On the other side, a person who looked like an old eunuch muttered in a low voice to an imperial-robed teenager, who was full of unconcern, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth. “This time, only fifty quotas will be accepted, you and others will quickly come forward!”
On that colorful bridge, a true disciple’s face was cold, and he rebuked in a deep voice, not even half polite.
About two hundred young girls and teenagers in their respective families under the eyes of slaves and parents and elders, straighten their backs, stride forward.
Xin Zhuo still did not move his feet, with a faint smile on his face, silently watching, feeling quite interesting.
“Why don’t you go, little brother?” A farmer-looking uncle beside him, who was worried about his own child, approached Xin Zhuo and asked curiously.
Xin Zhuo casually responded, “I’m actually a true disciple of Xuan Tian Sword Sect, I don’t need to take the test, I can go in directly!”
“Uh……” the man looked disgusted with “young people love to brag” and moved away on his own.
On that colorful bridge, the teenage girls went up one by one, similar to the selection on Mount Sinan at the time, basically five brushes of one!
The self-proclaimed “Ling Tianjun” royal prince is God body talent, a moment of stunning a piece, was a disciple of the inner door respectfully invited to enter, look indescribable high and mighty.
However, when it came to the turn of the cloth-clothed teenager “Yu’er”, but the first time was brushed down, saying that its talent is not obvious, useless generation.
Yu’er face as white as paper, staggering back, I can see that he is very frustrated, very lost, this life ups and downs, not what he expected.
This side of the child watching parents, has long been colorless, as if losing all hope, can not help but slowly backward.
That Yu’er walked to the front of his parents, tears like broken beads, “plop” kneeling: “child unfilial!”
The old man waved his sleeve heavily, turned around and left.
But the old lady squatted down and hugged her own child bawling: “It’s okay, we do not cultivate, with your uncle to the county town as a carpenter, can also be enough to eat!”
“Mother!”
Yu’er cried bitterly, suddenly found a stream of water drilled into his mouth, followed by another stream of water, fishy breath, then his back was pressed by a pair of hands, a warm current entered his body, madly flushing the meridians.
He actually didn’t understand what meridians were, but the feeling was very comfortable.
He jerked his head up and saw a seventeen year old teenager, patting his back, and could not help but forget to cry: “This big brother, you ……”
Xin Zhuo gently sent him in the direction of the colorful bridge: “Try again!”
Yu’er was bewildered, landed on the ground in a muddle, in front of him was already on the edge of the colorful bridge, it was his turn again, he could not help but look back, and then to the three Xuan Tian Sword Sect True Successors in front of him with the same bewildered face, a trace of a strange color flashed in his eyes, he bowed down and bowed down: “The kid has just had his meridians obstructed, and they are not penetrated, so please Immortal, please give the kid one more chance!”
The three true disciples looked gloomy, this was something that had never happened before, but thinking of the sudden appearance of this young man, after a little contemplation, one of them said : “The Heavenly Drum Ceremony is going on in the sect, there is not enough manpower, the senior uncle ordered to recruit fifty people in a hurry, there are no particularly harsh rules, there is no harm in giving this kid another chance? How?”
The remaining two nodded their heads.
Yu’er’s heart and mind were greatly calmed, once again stepping forward, a little while later, a sword shape appeared on the stone wall in all its splendor.
The true disciple who spoke first could not help but be startled: “Golden Sun Sword Body, I almost looked away, this young disciple, quickly enter!”
Divine Body Stream, the seat of a true disciple was almost a nail in the coffin!
Yu’er looked back at Xin Zhuo in surprise, her entire body confused.
His parents also paused violently, looking in surprise at Xin Zhuo who was well and truly at ease on the side, the old mother immediately lowered her voice: “Child’s father, Yu’er has met an immortal martial artist, he’s rich!”
That old father breathed heavily, unable to say a word!
Also at this time, more than two hundred teenage girls basically screened, a total of fifty-eight people, in a group of people under the leadership of the inner disciples, after entering the colorful bridge.
Just as the three true legends were about to close the mountain protection array and hide the colorful bridge, a figure suddenly entered.
The three True Legends were first stunned, and then became furious: “Who is it?”
“Choking ……”
The longsword was sheathed, and the sword’s aura was harsh and unrivaled.
Only in the next moment, the three swords unsheathed themselves uncontrollably, and the shoulders of the three were wrapped around the visitor.
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly and said, “Don’t talk, I’m going back to my own home!”
The three true disciples were only in the Yin Void realm, for a moment, their bodies were tense, unable to lift half of their strength, their faces turned extremely ugly, one of the female true disciples angrily said: “What own home? Who are you?”
Xin Zhuo lamented: “In that year, no one would ask this, I was very famous at that time. By the way, which peak disciples are you?”
A male True Transmission disciple chided:¡°Standing Sword Peak, how is it? Who exactly are you? Do you know that the Heavenly Drum Extravaganza is being held within the sect, the sect elders, all the amazingly talented senior uncles and experts from all the sects are gathered, if you want to fish in troubled waters, you are purely asking for death!”
Xin Zhuo said: “I can’t die! I have shed blood and fought for the Eighteen Sect!”
(End of chapter)