My Disciple Died Yet Again Chapter 245: Sword Hunting Conference
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"Lee, I don't know what do you think this Xun Jianfeng will be in charge of?" Wen Yu said intentionally.
When he heard it, he thought that already agreed to surrender Xun Jianfeng, and he smiled even more proudly. "The Master of the Wen Dian, now in the world of repair, belongs to the Minghua School, and the Minghua School Zhao Zhangmen is the cultivation in the late Yuanying period. It is more properly managed by Minghua School.
Wen Yu looked at Zhao Yiyang, the head of Minghua School who did not squeak on the right side. "Zhao Zhangmen also thinks that Xun Jianfeng should be handed over to Minghua School?"
Zhao Yiyang smiled and said slowly, "If the faction trusts and feels that the Minghua school can take on this important task, then Zhao has a natural duty."
His face was humble, and the other factions were even more determined. Each one should give him the confidence.
The more Wen Yu listens, the more fierce he becomes. This is obviously the Minghua faction had discussed with the crowd, but it was only proposed by the Sword-seeking Conference, which forced him to respond. Suffering is that in the past he really couldn't refute it, and was forced to agree because of pressure, but now ...
He sneered. The more angry he was, the more calm his face was. "Zhao Zhangmen said that the most important place for Xun Jianfeng is that he needs enough strength to be able to hold it, otherwise Easily vulnerable to evil practices and calculations of "little people." He deliberately increased the word villain, glanced around the crowd, but saw that everyone was painless and itchy, and his contempt grew even greater.
"Wang Dian master rest assured!" Zhao Yiyang said solemnly, "I will definitely do my best to guard this Xunjian Peak."
"I naturally believe in the power of Zhao's head, but ..." Wen Yu's words turned awkward, and her face was embarrassed.
"What's so difficult to say about the Lord of the Wen Dian, let's talk straight."
"It's true, I sent a senior who had been in retreat for many years. I suddenly went out. She was very good at practicing the art of weaponry and wanted to make a weapon that was in hand." Wen Yu sighed, "I think she has excellent qualifications. I don't want to miss the talents, so I gave her the key of Xun Jianfeng's eyes. At present, this Xun Jianfeng is still in her hands. If Zhao Zhangmen really wants to share my worries, I have to ask her. "
Zhao Yiyang frowned. This is obviously a pushback of Wen Yu. Could not help but rise a little angry.
The other factions in the gang can't help but stand up and blame.
"Someone, you call her out. We and her are the theory."
"That's it! This Xun Jianfeng has only been opened once every ten years. Why should she let her go ahead?"
"Even a disciple of the Relic Temple, you can't be so casual."
"Let her come out and hand over the keys in person, how can Xun Jianfeng give it to anyone?"
"Can she still surpass Zhao Zhenren's strength? I want to see who has such courage."
"Yes. Let her out."
Everyone can talk about me, but Wen Yu is like an old god. Instead, he looked to the head of Minghua School, "Zhao Daoist friends, what do you mean?"
Zhao Yiyang smiled, "I naturally also want to meet. This person in charge of Xunfeng."
Wen Yu sighed. The show was almost done, it was time to serve the main course. Because there is no excuse. A disciple was recruited and said, "You go to Tianling Peak and ask the ancestors to go down the mountain. It means that the Huapai is in charge and wants to see her."
"No need." A cold voice sounded, and the coercion of the divine power immediately enveloped the entire hall. Just now they were talking about the crowd, and they calmed down instantly. The monk Yuanying was okay, other disciples. , already couldn't support such coercion and kneeled to the ground, all of them couldn't believe their eyes widened and turned to the Lord!
A flash of white light suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, "I am here with already."
"I've seen the ancestors." Wen Yu took a special step forward, and made a ritual to Zhu Yao, the smile in his eyes almost flew up.
Zhu Yao ’s consciousness has always been paying attention to the situation here, so when she heard Wen Yu calling her disciples to ask her, she knew that it was time to pretend.
So the coercion on his body didn't mean to sacrifice. Wang Ba's spirit was fully open, and the Minghua faction in charge on the right was specially taken care of.
I walked there on both sides, screaming face to face, "I heard you want to see me?"
Zhao Yiyang came out with cold sweat, and fell down stubbornly, and tried his best to not kneel under that coercion. His intestines were regretful. When did the Temple of the Remains give birth to another deity? Or why didn't he know.
"The Sovereign's Atonement. I do not know that the Sovereign is the one who is in charge of the search for Jianfeng, so ... it is supposed to be to visit the Sovereign."
Zhu Yao sat down at the highest position in the hall, glanced at the hall for a week, and at a glance, everyone was a constipated face that swallowed Xiang.
As soon as I turn my palm, I see a small sword with thick fingertips floating in her palm. "It seems that you have a lot of opinions on the management of Xun Jianfeng? What's more, if you think you are more suitable, Please come to me as much as possible to get this open eye. "
How dare everyone take it? Is this unknown to offend a monk? Will be blasted into slag.
One after another said that this was just a misunderstanding, and could not help complaining about the Minghua sent to encourage all factions.
"That's the case, I'll keep the key." So why did the old man in Wenyu give the key to her yesterday? It turned out to be for the face.
The crowd was relieved to see that she didn't hold it. "But ..." Zhu Yao said, "It's too much trouble to open Jianxun once every ten years. I don't have time to wait for you to open the door." , So the timing of this sword hunting needs to be changed, and it will be opened once in fifty years. "
Everyone's face is completely black. What is the reason for stealing chicken? They had to take the lead in the first place, so it was not easy to refute them. They could only stare at the blameless Minghua faction.
Zhao Zhangmen is even more upset. The coercion of the gods is still on him. It's great to be able to stand already well, but I still have the heart to control the mood of the crowd.
So, a fair and resource-grabbing conference ended with Zhu Yao's semi-force and half-threat. The fact that the factions are not cheap has not been accounted for. The sword hunting once every ten years has also been changed to once every fifty years.
"If you don't have any opinions, today's sword hunting conference will start." Wen Yu stepped out, giving no time for others to respond, and gave Zhu Yao a grateful glance, "Please also ancestors, Open Xun Jianfeng's formation. "
Zhu Yao nodded, and didn't have the patience to fight with this group of people here. Taking everyone directly to the dark mountain. I saw recently that Xunjian Peak is more like a spiritual mine, but it is not the spirit stone produced in it, but the materials of various training devices.
A variety of matrix formations were laid on the entire peak. At first glance, it looked like an ugly mountain. A closer look revealed that there were floating magic symbols around the mountain. Zhu Yao marveled a little bit about the world's formation method, which looked very deep.
The brigade stopped at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Yao injected silk Spirit Qi into the key in his hand, and the key emitted a dazzling golden light in an instant, flying towards the mountain peak, and the whole mountain was like a three-dimensional image. It shook for the same time, and then the ghost image flickered to reveal the real look.
Different from the dark Jiaoshan before, it is actually a mountain filled with various construct spirit sword, and there are many spirit sword flying around in the air.
"Xun Jianfeng's magic weapon, those who have fate, please, please." Wen Yu said aloud, then the disciples of the crowd walked towards the mountain excitedly. In this sword hunting, the really happy disciples must have been the low-level disciples who have only been able to enter the mountains for these ten years.
Only the monk Yuan Ying, who was led by various factions, was waiting at the spot. Although Xun Jianfeng had a lot of spirits, he could only choose one weapon in his life. People who had been selected by already would not enter again. Recognized by the new construct.
"Old ancestors, wouldn't you go in and see?" Wen Yu gathered up and said that he was a little surprised, even the lord Yuyao, who seemed to be particularly poor. Even the flying spirit sword under his feet was in charge of him. He really wondered how she lived to be a god.
"Hmm." Zhu Yao nodded, thinking that he really needed a weapon, looked around, and there was a black iron stone next to it, "Just practice it for yourself, just choose this."
Wen Yu drew a corner of his mouth, "Do n’t the ancestors go in to choose? The materials in the peak are all spiritual and will be more compatible with the owner." Why did she choose the most common black iron stone? In line with her tall identity, "and the materials in the peak, both in quality and quantity, are many."
"Say that too!" Zhu Yao nodded, "This piece of black iron is a bit small and not enough to practice a sword, so go in and choose a bigger piece of black iron."
"..." Could you let go of the black iron stone?
Zhu Yao, but already flashed into the peak. She was n’t interested in advanced materials, so she used her tricks to die. No matter how good the materials are, the weapons are just fine.
Black iron stone is a common material. After walking a distance, she found a suitable size. She just reached out to pick up the black iron stone, and suddenly a white cobblestone rolled next to it and hit it. A black iron stone appeared in her hand.
Zhu Yao frowned and didn't think much about it, thinking it was the cause of the wind, it was just a coincidence. So he took two more steps forward and continued to want to pick up that piece of black iron stone. As soon as he reached out, he just murmured the white stone, rolled it, cracked it, and smashed the black iron stone again.
"..."
How do you feel this stone was intentional? Zhu Yao frowned, and continued to pick up the black iron stone without faith. Sure enough, the white stone rolled over again, this time hit harder, and directly hit the black iron stone one or two meters.
Shiraishi stopped quietly under her hand, picking up it quickly.
Zhu Yao had a black line, she really didn't want to pick it up, so she used a wind method to blow the white stone a few meters away, and turned her head toward the black iron stone. This time without waiting for her to bend down, the white stone already rolled back quickly, whirling very fast, but blocked by a section of dead tree. (To be continued)