Dressed as a male protagonist, the sword spirit is swollen? [Xiu Xian]

The man had a face that transcended all forms, and his expression was obviously calm, but it made people think of a sword that had not been unsheathed for no reason. Hidden in the scabbard was a sharp edge that no one dared to touch.

He was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, and his long black hair reached his ankles. The contrast between black and white on his body was too sharp, as if he could no longer tolerate other colors.

The one who can have such a demeanor is naturally Shen Mobai, the enlightened true monarch who made a sudden appearance in the Zongmen Grand Competition.He is like the never-melting ice and snow on the high mountains, cold and unreachable, and people can't help but feel close.

Because of his appearance, the whole palace was suddenly silent, the restlessness caused by the phoenix dyed clothes before had completely turned into silence, and everything in the world lost its beauty, only the pure black and cold white remained.

The young disciples all stared blankly at the Venerable Snow Clothes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and filth in their hearts.

The so-called posture of heaven and man is nothing more than that, right?

All the disciples hurriedly lowered their heads and lowered their eyes to hide their unease, but the disciple with the fire spirit root secretly looked forward to it, if he could worship under the sect of Zhenjun Mingxing, he would have no regrets in this life.

Taoist Lingyun looked around at the idiots of the disciples, and shook his head secretly, the Mingxing Zhenjun is peerless, not to mention these low-level disciples, even they, Nascent Souls, sometimes lose their manners when they see them.When he saw that Jun Wuye was still standing calmly, Daoist Ling Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he flashed some rewards. This young man's natural foundation building is already a legend, but he did not expect his heart to be more determined, but he is a good seed.

Daoist Lingyun stepped forward to greet Shen Mobai, and jokingly said with a smile: "I didn't expect Junior Brother Mingxing to come here. Could it be that he also wants to accept disciples?"

No one in Qing Yunzong knows that Mingxing Zhenjun is aloof, living alone in Hidden Sword Peak, and loves only the way of swordsmanship.Although he is extremely talented, he became a Nascent Soul in 130 years, but he has never accepted apprentices to teach him to cultivate immortals. In the eyes of many monks, it is really incredible.

Daoist Lingyun glanced at Feng Ranyi and Jun Wuye when he was speaking. Obviously, among the disciples with fire spirit roots, he was most optimistic about these two.This is nothing more than a hint. After all, for a righteous sect, if a Nascent Soul cultivator never passes on his karma, although he himself will not be criticized by others, it will definitely be a loss to the sect.

After hearing Taoist Lingyun's words, Zhenjun Mingxing raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked at Feng Ranyi and Jun Wuye with a pair of deep eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

A woman like Fengranyi couldn't help blushing when she was watched by Zhenjun Mingxing, as if a bird flew over a pool of clear water, causing faint ripples, and it was difficult to calm down—if she was accepted as a disciple by Zhenjun Mingxing If so, then she...

Just as Feng Ranyi was in a state of confusion, Zhenjun Mingxing's eyes had long fallen on Jun Wuye. To be precise, it should be the Flowing Frost Sword on Jun Wuye's back.

A pure and cold voice resounded in the hall, like a light slap of broken jade, which made people's hearts sway: "Come here."

All the disciples looked up at Zhenjun Mingxing as if waking up from a dream. When they saw that Zhenjun Mingxing was speaking to Jun Wuye, they felt faintly disappointed.

Feng Ranyi's expression froze immediately, but she quickly suppressed this subtle emotion. Some things cannot be forced after all.She raised her eyes and caught sight of Hua Qingwan who was standing by the real Lan Ruo's side. When she heard the words of Zhenjun Mingxing, Hua Qingwan's face, which was always so beautiful and dusty, showed a bit of bleakness, and Feng Ranyi couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. A ray of sympathy.

Speaking of which, Feng Ranyi is very similar to Hua Qingwan, both of them have the perfect body of cultivating immortals, and they also have the same beauty, and Hua Qingwan is the one-of-a-kind ice spirit root, but even so, some wishes , After all, it's just a dream come true.

Jun Wuye realized that the True Monarch Mingxing was referring to himself, and a turmoil arose in his heart, because he noticed that the place where the Venerable Su Yi's eyes really stopped was clearly not himself, but the Flowing Frost Sword hidden by the Master .

It was the first time that he was so afraid of losing Su Yi. Although he was anxious in his heart, Jun Wuye didn't dare to show any emotion on his face. He walked towards Mingxing True Monarch unhurriedly, bowed slightly, but didn't say a word.

"Your sword, can I take a look at it?" Zhenjun Mingxing spoke lightly, but what he heard was like thunder in Jun Wuye's ears.

Jun Wuye gritted his teeth and untied Liushuangjian. His eyes were a bit difficult, but he could only forcefully suppress his emotions, and tried his best to keep calm and look at Mingxing Zhenjun, hoping that he would be the same as Hua Qingwan that day, and didn't see anything. Similarly, as for the cultivation gap between Hua Qingwan and Shen Mobai, Jun Wuye could only selectively ignore it.

True Monarch Mingxing lowered his eyelashes, and an imperceptible smile curled up on the corner of his lips: "Sure enough." The smile was so faint that no one in the hall noticed it except Su Yi.

Su Yi secretly slandered, knowing that Shen Mobai had discovered him, but this was not surprising, after all, the other party loved swords all his life, knew sword energy well, and his own cultivation was also outstanding. There are some similarities in the above, and it would be strange if it was not found.

Jun Wuye's heart beat like a drum, for fear that True Lord Mingxing would say something more.And the expression on Shen Mobai's face was unpredictable, he had already seen Jun Wuye's panic that he thought he was covering up well, but he didn't point it out, he would never be as knowledgeable as a junior.

Everyone was startled by Zhenjun Mingxing's endless words, they all looked at the Frost Sword in that man's white as jade palm, their hearts were clouded with doubts, they just waited for Zhenjun Mingxing to say a few more words Confused.

But Zhenjun Mingxing had nothing to say after finishing those three words. He gently handed the Flowing Frost Sword to Jun Wuye, then looked at the master Lingyun Daojun, and nodded slightly to indicate that he wanted to leave.

As soon as Jun Wuye took back the Liushuang sword, his heart was pounding, and he didn't even dare to breathe. He could only force himself to calm down the excitement of regaining it. Power, absolute power.

Daoist Lingyun felt quite helpless. Originally seeing Zhenjun Mingxing treated Jun Wuye differently, he thought that this junior had changed his temper and wanted to accept apprentices and teach him, but it turned out to be just his own imagination. He is annoyed.It's a pity that Qing Yunzong didn't have the rules of forcing Da Neng to accept disciples, so Daoist Ling Yun could only let him leave wearily.

The disciples under Xia Li were stunned when they saw Zhenjun Mingxing leaving with his sword. It turned out that Zhenjun Mingxing didn't intend to accept disciples?When everyone understood it, they looked at Jun Wuye again and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

Only Hua Qingwan's heart was slightly joyful, and her eyebrows, which were always as cold as ice, were also dyed with a touch of beauty, showing her elegance even more.Both Fengranyi and Su Yi in the palace have seen through Hua Qingwan's thoughts, and Su Yi even wants to light wax for Hua Qingwan. No one knows Shen Mobai's personality better than him who has part of the memory of Zhenjun Changhua. If you fall in love with such a person, Destined to be just an endless fork.

When he thought about it, ten thousand calamities were born, Su Yi already understood that the road to alchemy for the Qing Yunzong Frost Fairy must be very bumpy.

Persistence is obsession, but she is heartbroken and sad.

However, Su Yi himself is also an ignorant person. He has been a human being for two lifetimes, and he has never seen through his apprentice's mind.

As soon as Mingxing Zhenjun left, everyone in the hall looked at the snow clothes that were fading away outside the hall and felt a little lost. It seemed that without the Nine Heavens God-like venerable, the originally radiant hall was also eclipsed.

Daoist Lingyun coughed several times, and pulled back the sanity of all the disciples. Since he is an apprentice, he does not necessarily have to worship under the Zhenjun Mingxing, but he just wronged the other Nascent Soul monks, and he was forced to be inferior invisibly. This psychological gap is ultimately unpleasant.

After some discussions, Feng Ranyi finally worshiped under the sect of Master Huo, the mainstream of Chiyan Peak, and Qi Yu was accepted as a true disciple by Master Lan Ruo, which can be regarded as a successful realization of his dream. Han Ye was successfully recruited by the Cyanwood Peak Changchun Zhenjun.

But Jun Wuye with the three spiritual roots of wind, fire and wood has become a tasteless one in the eyes of the Yuanying Zhenjun. Although the natural foundation has been built for nearly a thousand years, it is unique, but the cultivation of immortals does not only rely on understanding, and Jun Wuye happens to be windy. The three spiritual roots of fire and wood are equally important, and there is no particular preference for any one, which makes the peak masters a little embarrassed.

It is not without the Yuanying Zhenjun who wants to take Jun Wuye as his disciple, but in addition to the above factors, the coming and going of the Mingxing Zhenjun also made them feel a subtle feeling in their hearts.After all, the people accepting apprentices this time are Nascent Soul talents, and they each have a bit of arrogance. If they accept Jun Wuye, they will always feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that no one wanted to accept him as an apprentice, Jun Wuye calmed down and invited himself to the inner gate of Lingyao Peak. Daoist Ling Yun understood the thoughts of those peak masters, and although he felt a bit regretful, he still agreed Yes, and I think highly of Jun Wuye even more.People say that the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. The most important thing about cultivating immortality is to rely on yourself.

After the matter of accepting apprentices was closed, Daoist Lingyun ordered Xiaotong to take out the top-grade soul-raising pills he had prepared and gave them to the remaining disciples who were not accepted by the monk Yuanying.

The refining of this soul-nourishing pill is extremely complicated, and the materials are hard to find. It has the effect of stabilizing the soul. It can have an excellent effect on monks whose spiritual consciousness has been severely injured or the demons have invaded, but this pill is overbearing. The monks above the knot pill cannot take it. If the cultivation base is too low to take this pill, the tendons and veins will be broken and they will die. The death condition is extremely terrible.

Taoist Lingyun gave this pill to the monks who have not been accepted as true disciples, and the meaning of encouragement is also very obvious. No matter whether they are worshiped under Yuanying's powerful sect, it will not affect their belief in hitting the golden pill stage.

The following disciples are such transparent people, each and every one of them naturally understood the meaning of Daoist Master Zhang, their hearts were agitated immediately, their pride was uncontrollable, and their sense of belonging to Qingyun Sect also deepened.

After all these trivial matters were finished, Daoist Lingyun flicked his sleeves, his expression as stern as a blade: "Actually, I summoned you today not just for the purpose of recruiting disciples, but also for more important things to tell you. You know that the The Wild Beast Field on the west side of the Profound Sky Continent?"

As soon as Su Yi heard the words Manghuang Beastland, he knew that the plot master was about to appear again, but now Jun Wuye still maintains his status as a disciple of Qing Yunzong, and will no longer be as wandering as in the original book.

All the disciples nodded together and then looked at each other. Manghuang Beastland and the others naturally knew about it, but they were a little confused when they saw Master Teacher's expression suddenly turned serious.

Daoist Lingyun's face was as deep as water, and his tone was very solemn: "Originally, the beast tide is once in a hundred years, but this time, it is ahead of schedule."

Some disciples took a deep breath, and then the air in the hall seemed to be stagnant, and the originally relaxed and happy atmosphere suddenly became tense, and there was some invisible undercurrent surging, engulfing the last thread in everyone's heart. calm.

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