The Sword Dynasty

At the end of the summer of this year, when a large number of practitioners in Changling went to the customs, Yanzhuang Duxian Fuzong ushered in the first challenger after Lizong.

This challenger is a young boy who looks cautious but not deeply involved in the world. He is a disciple of Huang Tiandaomen. Facing the onlookers of many disciples of Xian Fuzong, he is still a cautious but uneasy expression.

The vast majority of Xian Fuzong students, and even some young age teachers, did not even know what kind of connection Huang Tiandaomen had with Xian Fuzong before the young boy arrived, let alone the grievances.

Even many old people have forgotten this story until the teenager appeared.

The ancestor of Kaishan at Huangtian Daomen was actually a disciple of Xian Fuzong.

That disciple is Le Ping.

He was one of the most excellent disciples of Xian Fuzong at that time, so good that he felt that the position of the master of Xian Fuzong could only be his.

However he found that he was wrong.

Among the practitioners of Xian Fuzong of the same generation, there was a disciple named Xu Jingmo, who was much stronger than him.

Later, this disciple named Xu Jingmo became the suzerain of the generation of Xian Fuzong.

It took Le Ping a long time to find that he couldn't beat Xu Jingmu.

Later he left Xian Fuzong and founded Huang Tiandaozong.

Xu Jingmo is already the overlord of Xianfu.

It has been more than a hundred years since the sum. Most people who knew this story of Xian Fuzong did not actually know why Le Ping left Xian Fuzong and why he founded Huang Tiandaozong.

But the end result was that Huang Tiandaozong was very unsuccessful.

There haven't been any outstanding disciples, even when Le Ping was there, they were unknown.

Only now, with the voice of this young man, everyone in Xian Fuzong understood why Le Ping would leave Xian Fuzong to create Huang Tiandaozong.

"Your ancestor said to my ancestor that even if my ancestor cannot win him, as long as there are students who can win his students, or if students with apprentices win students with his apprentices, it is the same."

The discreet teenager looked at more and more Xianfuzong practitioners, but no one was in charge. He raised his head slightly angrily and said, "As long as you can win, Xianfuzong will let the mountain gate pass. Give me Huang Tian Dao Sect, what these two ancestors said, you can't help but count.

When the voice of the young man of the Huangtian Daomen was clearly heard in the Xianfuzong, the open space in front of the mountain gate and the mountain road behind him suddenly became an uproar.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a while, and also reacted completely.

That Le Ping should not be convinced all his life, and his temperament is extremely proud, failed in the fight for the Sect Master of Immortal Fu Zong, but more proudly created a sect, in the future will be placed above the Sect Fu Sect.

Although the teacher went out of the same door, if Huang Tiandao Gate had the Xianfuzong Mountain Gate, even if the people were not prosperous, for the practice world, Huangtiandao Gate had become authentic, and Xian Fuzong had become Huang Tiandao. The outer door of the door.

This is the case with Le Ping. Xu Jingmo, the predecessor of Xian Fu Zong, was probably more arrogant and confident than Le Ping, so he would leave that kind of discourse. Even if the students of Le Ping can beat his students, they will pass the gate of Xian Fu Zong. Give up.

"This is to ask Shanmen, but the time has passed too long, all separated by a generation."

A sneer and sarcasm sounded.

These sneer and sarcastic voices all come from the young people of Xian Fuzong, who is similar to Le Ping.

"It will be the same after a long time, you Xian Fuzong don't deny it."

Faced with these sneered and sarcastic voices, the teenager carefully took out a very old kit from his close arms, and was not angry, but just said arguably: "Our two ancestors still left the documents. ."

Looking at this young boy's foolishness and having never seen the world, many young students of Xian Fuzong forgot the fact that this young boy had broken into the mountain gate and wounded a brother, and sneered loudly: " What about the next letter, do you think you can beat all the disciples of Xianfu Zong of this generation?"

However, the teenager was still not angry, but looked up at the sneering young people of Xian Fuzong, nodded seriously, and answered seriously: "Yes."

He still looks dumb.

The scene was inexplicably quiet.

Murong frowned deeply.

She was not angry, just thinking...If Brother Feng Yu was not the enemy of this boy, if the Sect Master would promise this boy to challenge the mountain, which of the disciples of this generation of Sect Fu Zong Won the young man?

There was a moment of silence in the field.

Many teachers did not speak in the presence of the teachers, only that these teachers had to wait for the master of the Xianfu Sect and the elders to speak.

"Speakers must believe."

"No matter how many generations passed, since it was the patriarch's words, it would naturally count."

At this time, an old voice fell from the height of Xian Fuzong. "If you come out together, the visitor is the guest."

These sounds clearly passed into everyone's ears.

A few simple words, but listening, Zhang Yi gave birth to great admiration.

Not only keeping promises, but also keeping ceremonies.

The last sentence is to admonish all the Immortal Fu Clan, even in the fight, to treat this young man of Huang Tiandaomen kindly.

But the same sentence, falling in the ears of many people, means that the constraints are exhausted.

"Xian Fu Zongfang's intention is to lead the younger brother of the teacher."

A very handsome young Xian Fuzong disciple came out, saluted the young boy, and said slowly.

Lights suddenly appeared in the eyes of Murong Xiaoyi and many female disciples of Xian Fuzong in the crowd.

This young slender, handsome face young disciple Fu Zong disciple is just one of the few people that Fang Cai Murong thought about.

The man is handsome, the practice level is high, and he is naturally favored by the sisters and sisters of Xian Fuzong.

Fang Shunyi even often becomes a topic of discussion among some female students before going to bed.

Zhang Yi looked at Fang Shunyi's posture and felt the breath in him, and felt envious.

But at this moment, the young man of Huang Tiandaomen just responded, "Although I am young, I started at the age of five, so I should be your brother, don't mess up your life."

When the young man of Huang Tiandaomen said this sentence, he was still in a dull manner, and he was serious and serious, just like a young crop farmer standing by the road selling vegetables. Money is just how much money, it makes people completely angry.

So Fang Shunyi just felt a little funny and said, "Then you have the final say, you are the brother or the brother."

"It's not a matter of who's the final word, it's how it should be."

The young man of Huang Tiandaomen added this sentence again, and then Su Rong said to Fang Shuanyi, who was a head taller than him, saying: "You are a younger brother, so you shot."

Fang instantaneously shook his head, this did not mean that he opposed, but felt helpless, and felt that there was no way to make a theory with this person.

So he smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

The expression is free, and the emotions are naturally relaxed, which means that a practitioner has strong self-confidence.

This is also true of Fang Instant.

When he smiled and focused his eyes on the other boy's body again, his eyes were suddenly killed.

His sleeves were shocked, and there were more mountains of peach blossoms in front of him, like the countless falling in the spring, all collected over time and space.

Zhang Yi's eyes widened to the extreme.

He was unbelievable.

The pink brilliance reflects that everyone's face is pink.

But that is not really tens of thousands of peach blossoms, but tens of thousands of pink little symbols.

Tens of thousands of Tao symbols, like the peach blossoms in the gust of wind, appeared in front of Fang Shunyi in an instant.

Thinking that he couldn't even use one or two symbols, Zhang Yi, who looked at himself, cast tens of thousands of symbols at the same time, and Zhang Yi suddenly felt ashamed.