Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 226: The chief disciple
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A few months later, Zhao Jiuge sat cross-legged as before, his eyes closed slightly to absorb the aura. ∑,
On the side, tied Hong Ling is eagerly waiting for Zhao Jiuge to withdraw from the cultivation state. She came half a month ago, because the time for the replacement of the old and the new has arrived, and all the disciples will gather in the square of the Xuantian Temple. And she came to pick up Zhao Jiuge.
At this moment, Hong Ling Ling's beautiful eyes are a little helpless, the master sister of her own dignified Xuantian Sword Gate is now reduced to an errand, but in a while, I will disturb Zhao Jiuge whenever I want. Today is the alternation of old and new. Days are gone.
The Millennium Frost Pool has become an ordinary pool of water. There is a huge difference from the scene at the beginning. The rich spiritual energy contained in it can now be basically negligible if there is nothing.
As a result of absorbing aura in the past few months, Zhao Jiuge's comprehension of the third layer of sword jue Xingyue has also made greater progress. Combined with Master Yue’s teaching of his own method, Yue Wu Xinghe, he has also developed a sword battle. unique opinion.
The biggest improvement is undoubtedly Zhao Jiuge's own cultivation base, which has already reached the middle stage of the spirit pill realm as a matter of course.
The eighth-grade spirit pill in the body has completely concealed the aura emitted by the pill, only the dim halo is flowing, but it looks a little more solid. Regarding the profoundness of spiritual power and the overbearing of spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge could be the first person in the same realm. The more he practiced, the more he would discover the benefits of the eight-level spirit pill.
The corners of his mouth were raised contentedly, and his eyes opened. When Zhao Jiuge stretched out his arms, he suddenly saw the tied Hong Ling next to him, and he was shocked.
"Master sister, why don't you even say a word when you stand here, it scares you to death." Zhao Jiuge quickly stood up and walked towards Bie Hongling.
"Hmph, you don't have to look at the time. I'm ready to personally interrupt your practice before you withdraw from the cultivation state." Bian Hongling rolled her eyes and said with anger.
"Let's go, today is a big day, I will soon become your special errand." Bound Hong Ling exhaled.
Zhao Jiuge laughed, and didn't say anything. When he thought that last time, including this time, the senior sister would come here to pick him up. After waiting for a long time, Zhao Jiuge felt a little embarrassed.
Out of the thousand-year-old ice pool that was no different from the ordinary pool, Zhao Jiuge looked back and saw that the aura in the pool had been completely absorbed by himself. After several months of cultivation, he will now Leave.
After taking a deep look at the scene in the cave, Zhao Jiuge walked out of the mountain with Fu Hongling without looking back.
In the void, Bian Hong Ling was still flying the "Feng Xiao" with Zhao Jiuge.
"Yes, it's been in the middle of the Pill Realm in a mere few years, and it seems that the progress is more and more obvious." Bian Hong Ling glanced at Zhao Jiuge, although his face was expressionless, there was a relief in his eyes. Flashed by.
Zhao Jiuge just smiled shyly, without me continuing to entangle on this topic, but instead asked, "Master sister, what will happen to the square of Xuantian Temple now?"
Although Zhao Jiuge knows about the transition between the old and the new, he does not understand the specific process. This time, there is not only the transition between the old and the new, but also the exchange meeting of the seven sacred places and the martial arts competition that followed. The conference, so I believe it will be even more lively this time.
Through the previous conversations between the master and Elder Xiaofeng, Zhao Jiuge seems to understand that they want to participate in the exchange meeting of the Seven Martial Arts. While Zhao Jiuge is excited, he feels more lacking and uneasy, wondering if his strength can be. Competent, not to mention there are too many things he doesn't understand, these names have been heard many times, and they don't know the specific meaning, everything can only be seen one step at a time.
"Why ask so many questions, you will know when you go, the front is almost here." Bie Hongling didn't have patience to explain this time, but a little hastily said, presumably she was wasted while waiting for Zhao Jiuge. It took a lot of time.
When the two arrived at the Xuantian Temple, Zhao Jiuge was immediately deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw that the Xuantian Square where I had stayed for some time in the past was already overcrowded, and the voice was full of people. It was completely opposite to the desertedness of the past. Zhao Jiuge's eyes quickly swept over, thinking, I am afraid that today I came across the Xuantian Sword Gate. It was the biggest scene of, even if he entered the main hall of the inner gate in the Xuantian Temple that day to apprentice, it was not as good as today.
There are no fewer than seven or eight thousand disciples standing densely in the entire square, dressed in various sword robes, and disciples of different ages stand on the left and right, and in the front are those disciples with casual clothes.
Be aware that the Xuantian Sword Sect is not like other sacred sites, which widely recruits disciples, but maintains the principle of Ningquewululu, so even now, the entire sect is only close to 20,000 people. At this moment, the seven or eight thousand disciples have been counted. Most of the people were on board, and some of those who went out tried their best to rush back, wanting to witness the replacement of the old and the new and the replacement of the chief disciple only once every two years.
Behind the red carved fence of the white jade staircase above, stood some outstanding elders, as well as the master Jian Wuxin, and the other two peaks Du Jun and Zhang Xu.
The three elders of Xiaofeng, Crescent Moon and Qingsong are here. This is the first time that they have attended this kind of occasion. Standing there, even if there is no action, they stand out like a crowd.
However, what Zhao Jiuge is most confident is asking for the dozens of powerful figures on the left and front. Wu Tianshan, the third brother, is also holding a jade fan. The ten or twenty men and women next to him are all awe-inspiring. Zhao Jiuge does not know him, but It must be some of the top in the Jiange list, and this group of people is undoubtedly the best among this group of old disciples.
The aura of the dozens of direct disciples at the foremost place on the right is obviously quite different, but although the aura is much different, the aura is not different.
These people are all old acquaintances of Zhao Jiuge. Fang Qiwen, Zhang Pingquan, Zhou Hongyong, Leng Rufeng, Robwin, Luo Xie, and Jiulian are all among them, and there are some people who are not inferior to them in the same breath. , But looking at those people, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It's just a little strange that she didn't see Sasha's figure.
On the left and right, there are inner disciples wearing Sanfeng color sword robes. Although these people are not personal disciples, their strength is not to be seen. Very few of them are not even weaker than some personal disciples. , Coincidence also accounts for a large part of the factor.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge saw the scene in this square, and felt that the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was full of talents, whether it was the top seniors, the old disciples, and their new disciples, each echelon had excellent background. What's more, this is only one-third of the strength of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and more disciples with outstanding strength have already traveled outside!
A sense of pride spontaneously emerged in Zhao Jiuge's heart. He was proud of belonging to the Xuantian Sword Sect. At the same time, he was fortunate that when he faced several other holy places, he decisively chose the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were a little blurred, and he kept looking forward to it, but as soon as he landed, Bian Hongling put away the "Feng Xiao" and interrupted Zhao Jiuge's fantasy.
"Don't be in a daze. Go over quickly. No matter what happens, you must remember your identity." Bian Hongling dropped a sentence that made Zhao Jiuge a little confused, and then pointed in the direction of Jiulian. He left in a hurry.
Seeing the senior sister walking towards the group of seniors, Zhao Jiuge was stunned, and then in the opposite direction, walking to another circle, the two sides represent the dividing line between old and new disciples.
It was too early, and the one who should have come has already come. The last Zhao Jiuge who came here suddenly bulged out, and the eyes around him couldn’t help but look at him, wearing a black brocade robe with his back A handsome boy with a simple black scabbard.
Some people go inside without knowing it, but some have already recognized Zhao Jiuge's identity, and the look in each person's eyes is different and complicated.
When Zhao Jiuge came to the front on the right, Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie had already laughed and greeted him quickly. There was no expression at all, and even Jiulian, who was in a daze, saw Zhao Jiuge's arrival, like a dark cloud turning sunny. , Laughed immediately.
Today's Jiulian, wearing a blue gauze, immediately stepped forward to greet him, and said with an open eyebrow, "Jiu Ge, where have you been in the past few months, isn't it good to come and play with me?"
Zhao Jiuge had a headache, and he hesitated for a long time before saying, "I was taken to practice by the master, and I can't get out."
Hearing this explanation, Jiulian’s pretty face eased. Just about to say something to continue, Zhao Jiuge interrupted her quickly, "What's the wait? Today is here to do business." Finish, Zhao Jiuge Moved his chin and moved his mouth towards the upper direction.
Jiu Lian didn't think much, nodded quietly, and then stood beside Zhao Jiuge, with a scent of fragrance on her body, which made Zhao Jiuge involuntarily think of Bai Qingqing, and she suddenly became a little dazed.
Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie looked at each other, and looked at Jiulian's expression in their eyes, and thought that it seemed that Luohua was intentional, and the water was ruthless.
As for the others, they watched with cold eyes, some of them with cold eyes.
Especially Fang Qiwen's eyes are not good, the last time is not over, and today the show has not yet begun.
Zhao Jiuge was quickly interrupted by the noisy sounds around him, stopped trance, and didn't bother to observe the surrounding situation anymore, but seriously sounded those discussions.
"Guess who will become the new chief disciple today."
"Who knows, I will re-promulgate the ranking of the sword pavilion list, whoever should be strong and powerful will take the post."
"That's not necessarily true. You think Zeng Qingniu should be the most powerful this time, but it is not tied to Hongling."
"Yes, but every time it is their direct disciple of Xuan Tianfeng, will it be the same this time."
"No one of them this time, Wu Tianshan's deputy Hong Ling has passed his age."
"I see, this time the situation is inaccurate. Let's just watch the good show. The position of the chief is very different. I think this time is a little different."
"Have you not seen that the Big Three, which hasn't even appeared in a few years, are here this time? I must wait for something else to be announced."
The surrounding voices are rather chaotic. You are babbled and I say, Zhao Jiuge only heard the more important things. With the addition of what the master sister said just now, I couldn’t help but become nervous. It doesn't have anything to do with me, and it seems that the position of the chief disciple is also more important.
When I think about the presence of so many disciples and high-level officials today, even Zhao Jiuge becomes a little nervous, and his fingers are a little white when he clenches his fists.
Soon, as Jian Wuxin took two steps forward, everyone in the audience calmed down, looking at Jian Wuxin.
As Jian Wuxin's disciple, even Zhao Jiuge was excited at this moment, looking at the master above with excited eyes. (./Pipi. No bullets. Window,)