I heard Master doesn't love me

Lu Ji really felt that it was a mistake for him to come out.

In other words, it was a mistake to come out with the knife made for him by Master.

He turned his head around to look at the real sword room, but he didn't want to talk to the man in front of him.

The sword spirit was still bewitched happily: "Fellow daoist, don't shake your head! I have all kinds of small sword spirits with various personalities in the sword room. Although they are not perfect, it's better than nothing!"

He looked at Lu Ji's saber again, and praised him endlessly: "Tsk tsk! After staying here for so many years, it's the first time I can see a saber that is so suitable for producing spiritual intelligence in other people's hands..."

Lu Yiguan interrupted again: "Senior Sword Spirit, can we change the subject?"

Jian Ling didn't even look at him, and still tried his best to sell Lu Lu, losing all integrity: "Look at our Qianfeng! That's so handsome and powerful, calm and powerful, and he has his own family. Fellow Daoists, think about it~"

Lu Ji knew that his strength was not enough, and he was still at his home court, so although he was annoyed, he continued to reiterate his point of view: "Thanks to the great love of the seniors, the junior's sword, the master feels that there is no need for a sword spirit."

Xuanji suddenly felt his nose itch, as if someone mentioned him.

He looked at the Tianducheng Daoxiu who were all lying down in front of him, and said with a smile: "Who else do you have, let's all go up together!"

No matter which faction the people lying on the ground roared in their hearts: You wiped out all your moves, and you are still a ghost!I'm afraid that Lao Tzu's reinforcements are not enough for you to strike!

Zhang Qun still stubbornly stood up and said: "The real man! The center was destroyed, it was because they saw the profit, and they were obsessed with power, thinking that they could take down the real man with just a few people! Take down the whole Tiandu! Don't you know, Zhang Qun City Lord Ze is the apprentice of Master Taixuan of Wangxuan Peak of Taiwangzong, you think that Tianducheng is so easy to use, and you think that if you secretly manipulate Tiandu, you can get rid of Taiwangzong's influence and become king on your own."

His expression was pale, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "It's ridiculous that you think that the sea and the sky are vast, but you don't know that the biggest reliance of the sky is that you have to rely on others to use it."

"The mausoleum of Dudu that day was sealed with the sword spirit of City Lord Zhang Ze, but whether this sword spirit can come out or not depends on his face!"

Zhang Qun spoke out the secrets and hidden dangers of the establishment of Tiandu City without any scruples, which shocked many people present.

Including Xuanji.

Because there is nothing wrong with what he said.At the beginning, Zhang Ze really broke away from Taiwang with his support, led a group of monks to build Tiandu from scratch, and established the basic pattern for the next 1 years.

The existence of the sword spirit is Tiandu's greatest strength, but also its weakness.The mausoleum needs to replenish energy, which has always been the responsibility of Taiwangzong, and only Taiwang can be responsible.

In the past 1 years, many spirit swords that lost their masters or suffered unavoidable damage were sent here to cultivate, and there are also some small sword spirits who have chosen their own in many treasure hunts in the mausoleum. Master, once again shine in the world.

But there is only one reason for Taiwangzong to maintain the operation of this mausoleum: checks and balances.

Xuan Ji looked at those people whose minds were unclear, still facing the direction of the Tiandu Mausoleum, and slowly drew out his Pohuang Sword.

It was like tearing apart the space, and like a huge spiritual power pouring out. Everyone didn't know what they saw or didn't see anything. They only knew that the sword was just a little bit, and they felt fear in their hearts, as if The way of heaven does not allow them to survive in the world.

It was like the malice and murderous intent from the whole world, if only a little bit was leaked, they would be so frightened that they would lose their armor and surrender.

And at this time, the remaining monks from other places in Tiandu City arrived.

But this group of monks just came here and almost turned around and left.Of course, this is delusional.

In the end, their scalps were numb, they fell to the ground stiffly, and they all avoided the front of Xuanji in a very tacit understanding, and then the leader bit the bullet and said to Xuanji: "This... the real Xuanji... this is... ..."

"It's nothing. My disciple entered the underground palace, but the center of the underground palace was destroyed in a blink of an eye. I just want to go in and look for it."

"This... since the entrance has been destroyed, why don't you send a few monks to see if it can be repaired?"

Xuan Ji shook his head, and said lightly: "No need, I can open the entrance myself."

Everyone was surprised and looked at him in disbelief.

One of them plucked up his courage and replied bravely: "This... Reverend Xuanji... This is the mausoleum of the past city lords of Tiandu City, and there are still sword spirits, so don't offend them easily. Besides, disciples, I just need to practice more. , otherwise how can you become a talent?"

Xuanji was still slowly pulling out the Powang sword, the sword was gaining momentum, and the expression on the person's face became more and more cruel.

He said indifferently: "Are you lying to children about the mausoleum of the city lord? What's more, this mausoleum was originally built and maintained by Taiwang. , destroyed."

"Real!"

Xuan Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the few people who couldn't help but fly in front of him to stop him, and said with a smile: "You are sure you want to stop me, you can stop me"

He fiddled with his wooden sword slowly, staring at the few people in front of him with indifferent eyes, making them break out in cold sweat, almost fleeing: "I don't care about other people's disciples, but I can't ignore my disciples. I said -"

"Step aside!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

"This...is extremely rude! Extremely arrogant!"

"Then are you going to let it go or not!"

Xuanji said in a deep voice, his eyes were like a mountain, which made all the monks tremble.

"Really! This is the mausoleum of the Heavenly Capital! The real person thinks twice!"

"I thought twice, so, get out of the way!"

Everyone was silent, but the person who stood in front of Xuan Ji finally got out of the way.

They watched with complicated expressions as Xuanji mobilized a huge amount of spiritual power to attack the nodes of the formation, finally forcing out the sword spirit.

Yes, the sword spirit was forced out.

The sword spirit still looked like Zhang Ze, but he ran out disgraced and disfigured, yelling, "Don't move, real! The way of turning this formation is not what Taiyuan real people usually use! You can't chop!"

Xuan Ji stopped.

The sword spirit once again touched his face without any image, stomped his feet, and the entrance to the underground palace appeared again.

So the equally bewildered Tianducheng residents, including Tiandu Sijun, came out with a dusty face and looked at the Tianducheng residents outside, with the expression of a demented child, bewildered.

Lu Ji and Lu Yiguan also came out from the entrance.

They walked straight in front of Xuan Ji and looked at him, until Xuan Ji nodded before walking behind Xuan Ji.

Lu Ji touched his sword, feeling very sad.

Jian Ling felt that he was even more miserable, and almost wanted to turn back to the underground palace, pretending that he didn't know anything and nothing happened.

Xuan Ji asked: "You are the sword spirit, and you brought Lu Ji and the others to the cloud chamber."

Lu Yi looked at his eyes, his nose, his heart, and was as quiet as a statue.

Lu Ji glanced at him.

Jian Ling felt that he was also very miserable. If he had known that the master Lu Ji mentioned was Master Taixuan, if he was killed, he would not have come out to see it!

Jian Ling also felt that he was very wronged, and it was not good for people to stay in the cloud room for a long time, but they came in by themselves, and it was none of his business!He is busy every day disciplining the group of little sword spirits who are too busy to stare at the magic circle!

Xuan Ji shrunk down the sword in his hand, his expression softened a lot, and he asked with a smile, "Are you Zhang Ze's sword spirit?"

Sword Spirit was so stimulated by his laughter that he almost wanted to kneel down.

It's not that he is cowardly, but that he has always been very terrified of Taixuan.

Not only because he is the real master of the sword spirit master, but also because the sword spirit has seen him get together with Taibai without changing his face, discussing all kinds of strange anecdotes or small articles including himself , more because——

He was so gentle that he was hardly human.

1 years ago, geniuses gathered in the world, strange talents appeared frequently, and the sword spirit and master Zhang Ze had seen people of all kinds.But it was the first time he saw someone who could be so indifferent and friendly, he could be called harmless to humans and animals, and had nothing to do with the world.

Tai Xuan is really too quiet.

It was so quiet that he was afraid, afraid that like a sleeping volcano, sooner or later, it would burst into hot flames and magma, burning the whole world.

He still remembers that on a certain day, in a gathering, Daoist Taibai said something that seemed to be true or not: "Xiao Wenwen, if one day I get in your way, you must be quick to act."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again, shaking her head and retorting to herself: "That's right! How could I forget! You definitely won't let others know where your way is. Besides, a sullen and black-bellied man like you , You must have secretly tied everyone to your chariot long ago."

At that time, he was just born, and he was still ignorant and incomprehensible. Listening to him from the side, he only felt that Master Taibai seemed to be testing something, but he didn't seem to.His master has always had a low sense of presence and rarely interjected. At that time, he suddenly squeezed the scroll in his hand, with a stiff and forbearing expression.

The sword spirit didn't know what his master was thinking at that time.

But what impressed Sword Spirit the most was Master Taixuan's response.

What did he say?

Oh, he said: "The one who knows me is Taibai."

He admitted without refuting, without concealing, his attitude was calm and composed, his eyes were still gentle, and even his smile kept the original kindness.

From that time on, Sword Spirit didn't know why, and was especially afraid of him, until now.

What's more...

The sword spirit sighed and walked out of the entrance, looking at the real Taixuan standing quietly in front of him with a wooden sword hanging from his waist, his face hardly changed, he felt complicated and unspeakable.

What's more, 1 years ago, the three real people of Taiwangzong all died in battle, leaving only you, real Taixuan, with a glorious reputation and a growing reputation, and you can even still walk in the world openly, calling the wind and rain, so happy.You let us old friends who are lingering and living in the world, let us rely on formations to maintain and live in darkness, what do you think of you?

How can I treat you...

Sword Spirit walked in front of Xuan Ji, and bowed respectfully: "Yes, I have seen a real person."

This scene shocked everyone except Lu Ji and Lu Yiguan.

The sword spirit voluntarily entered the underground palace to be buried with him. After a long time of 1 years, he was the biggest support and trump card of Tianducheng, but now he still bows his head to the real Xuanji of Taiwangzong...

Thinking of Zhang Qun's words just now, the cunning person quietly put away his little thoughts.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you are the same as before."

"The real person is the real person, and the demeanor is still the same, which makes people look forward to it."

Xuan Ji smiled, and suddenly changed the subject: "I want to destroy this underground palace."

The sword spirit was stunned, and hurriedly asked: "Why is this? If you forget too much and don't want to spend on this underground palace anymore, just stop maintaining it, why bother..."

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