Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

The sect conference was held as scheduled, and all the sect geniuses gathered in Zhongzhou, Shengdu.

The disciple of the second elder, Mo Bai Shangxian, personally drove the fairy boat through the clouds and overlooked the beautiful scenery on the ground. It was very pleasant along the way.

Chu Yu is now in a rather embarrassing situation. She respectfully addresses her seniors like Mo Bai as Immortals, but she doesn't know how to address those fellow students who are older than her but whose cultivation is not as high as Immortal Realm.

After all, she is a small spiritual sect monk, but she is the same generation as the leader. Not everyone is a social terrorist like Wang Sheng.

When approaching the Zhongzhou Continent, Hengdao met a group of practitioners flying with swords. Each of them was in high spirits and their movements were very graceful. They formed a very gorgeous flying sword array, which was majestic and unstoppable.

He is a disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

Seeing this, the leader ordered him to stop and started chatting with the leader, an elegant man wearing dark green clothes. That person should be the leader of Xiaoyao Sword Sect. He was followed by a purple-clothed immortal with a tall figure. Handsome appearance.

Is he here too? Chu Yu looked at that figure through the window and was slightly stunned.

A disciple from outside came to report that the head of Xiaoyao Sword Sect wanted to meet with the Lord Yuan Jian.

It turned out that they were all here for the master.

The door behind him was closed tightly, and the people inside didn't speak. Chu Yu sighed and refused on Yuan Jian's behalf.

"Master is meditating, so I can't disturb you now. Please report back to the head of the Sword Sect. We'll have a chance to meet you when we get to Shengdu."

The disciple received the reply and went out.

"You will accept entertainment for me as a teacher."

A sudden voice came out from behind, frightening Chu Yu.

She sneaked away angrily. This was the first thing the master had said in so many days. She had to hurry up and replace Mu Ye with guarding the door.

The teams of Xuanxiashan and Xiaoyao Sword Sect went to Shengdu together like this. The battle was so huge that not even a bird dared to fly over during the journey.

Chu Yu came to the deck to get some air, and Wang Sheng came over again and introduced Chu Yu to the talented disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect who were already famous.

The qualifications of the new disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect in recent years are still very good.

"That one, the one who is wearing a hair tie and looking cool, his name is Zhang Liancheng, fourth level of Lingzong, direct descendant of the head of Jianzong [Xiaoyao Sword], he is the most powerful among the newcomers of Jianzong, we If you meet him, it might be a little tricky."

"Are you scared?" Chu Yu joked.

"Who's afraid? When I confront him, I'll even think about what to eat at the celebration banquet." Wang Sheng was really furious, and Chu Yu burst out laughing. This guy is the easiest to be provoked by such words.

"Just kidding, go on."

"Ahem, that girl in neon clothes with tied up hair is the third level of the Ling Sect like you. She is the direct descendant of the elder of the Sword Sect [Feihua Sword]. Her name is Luo Yuning. Together with Zhang Liancheng, she is the new member of the Sword Sect. The leader of the disciples.”

"There is also the one with the book tied around his waist. His name is Xie Wenzhi, a first-level member of the Ling Sect. He is the direct descendant of the elder of the Jian Sect [Wen Sijian], and is also the grandson of that elder."

"Are they related?"

"Although they are related by blood, they really rely on strength to compete. Moreover, his style is exactly the same as Elder Wen Sijian."

"There are more." Chu Yu followed his words and asked, silently writing down these people in his mind.

"It's enough to remember these." Wang Sheng said nonchalantly.

"Ok?"

"They have three people from the Lingzong realm this time. Are you still worried that you can't defeat those disciples from the Lingshi realm? Chu Yu, I think you are afraid." Wang Sheng insisted on choking back on Chu Yu's words just now, like A childish ghost.

"No, Wang Risheng, are you bragging so much that you look down on others?" Chu Yu complained. Wang Sheng looked behind her, his eyes lit up, he pointed in one direction and said mysteriously: "That's the heavyweight over there, although It has nothing to do with us, but you must have heard of it.”

Chu Yu turned around and saw a purple-clothed immortal wielding a sword gracefully at the far end of the clouds. He couldn't help but laugh.

Not only have I heard of it, but I am no longer familiar with it.

"I know this one." Chu Yu did not show off to Wang Sheng.

"Then tell me, who is he?"

"People call him Immortal Yi Heng. He is the direct disciple of the Sword Master. His surname is Li Dan and his given name is Yi Heng."

At this time Ao Zheng came over.

"One day, I will teach swordsmanship to Immortal Yi Heng." Ao Zheng said this, staring straight ahead. Li Heng felt the gaze and looked towards them. Suddenly his expression changed and he looked again. For a moment, his eyes were full of confusion.

"It's over, he heard it, Ao Zheng, you succeeded in chasing the idol, but don't drag us into the water." Wang Sheng ran away.

The next day, Muye urged Chu Yu to guard the door for another shift.

Yuan Jian just needs someone who can help him avoid all kinds of entertainment. He is too lazy to deal with people.

Seeing the tired look on Mu Ye's face, Chu Yu secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, it wasn't her last night. People from Xiaoyao Sword Sect came intermittently, and Mu Ye was almost autistic.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Ye went out, it was like a powder keg was lit.

"How come you guys from Xiaoyao Sword Sect are still haunted?"

"Don't stop me, I'm not looking for your master."

"Then why are you here, picking a fight with me again? Take a good look at this ship from Xuanxia Mountain."

"Fighting here? Do you want to blow up your fairy ship?"

"No, you're not looking for me or my master, so who are you looking for?"

"Your Majesty, I saw her on your immortal ship."

Muye made a move to drive Li Heng away.

"What Ling Yu? Her name is Chu Yu, she is my junior sister."

Li Heng was in disbelief and was about to shout, but Mu Ye covered his mouth.

"Her current cultivation level is still shallow and her identity cannot be revealed. She may suffer a disaster."

"Yu'er." Yuan Jian suddenly spoke.

"What are your orders, master?"

"You can leave and go out to deal with personal matters."

Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went out.

"Shangxian Yiheng." Chu Yu greeted.

"Xiaoyu?"

"It's me, but not entirely."

Chu Yu briefly explained what happened.

After listening, Li Heng remained calm on his face, but there was a thunder and lightning outside on a sunny day.

"Li Heng, do you want to kill the disciples outside?" Mu Ye and Li Heng were old rivals. They had a grudge over the competition for the top spot in the sect conference two hundred years ago.

At that time, the two of them fought for the whole day to compete for the first place. They used all their trump cards and were exhausted. They just managed to get through two groups of spectators.

The ring for the newcomers was shaken by their beatings. Finally, a thief in the audience was discovered stealing the prizes for the competition. When he ran away, he panicked and knocked down the ring, causing both of them to fall to the ground.

Both Li Heng and Mu Ye were unconvinced by the result and asked for a rematch. The referee at Wenxian Mansion couldn't stand it any longer. Seeing that the arena was gone, they deliberated for a long time and announced that they were tied for first place.

Everyone should be happy, but both of them are the proud sons of heaven, how could they accept such a verdict?

Since it is a competition, there must be a difference.

This is why they have been fighting for two hundred years.

"Why didn't you come to me?" Li Heng ignored Mu Ye and asked Chu Yu.

"This is my junior sister, Li Heng, you actually poached me in front of me and my master!" Mu Ye said before Chu Yu could answer.

"I want to seek immortality and ask, with my current qualifications, I can only hope to practice with Yuan Jian and become a god. Moreover, this is my personal grudge and it involves a lot. Why bother to involve the young master?" Hearing the young master again, Li Heng's eyes suddenly floated. A thin layer of mist.

Chu Yu bit his tongue. He was used to it and couldn't change his attitude for a while.

"I respect your thoughts, but you have to know that I won't sit idly by. Xiaoyu, if you have any other needs, let me know." He sighed.

After saying that, Li Heng stood up, saluted to the room behind him, and used the sound transmission technique so that the disciples of Xuanxia Mountain and Xiaoyao Sword Sect could hear his voice.

"My master heard that the Supreme God Yuan Jian was out of seclusion, so he came all the way from the sect today. He is already waiting outside. Is there any hope of meeting the Supreme God?"

Now everyone in Xuanxia Mountain is not calm anymore.

"The Juggernaut is here too? Oh my god, that's my idol!"

"I knew your motive was impure, and you said you were not here to find my master." Muye pulled Chu Yu, who was standing aside, and said, "Look, he came to you under the guise of a drunkard. His intention is not to drink, so ignore him from now on."

"It's really my master's destiny, and it's hard to disobey it." Li Heng made a standard salute, with a faint smile on his face, and explained in the direction of Chu Yu.

Chu Yu was a little worried about Li Heng. If he did this, the master in the room would feel kidnapped by morality.

On the other hand, Mu Ye looked calm.

"Master and the Sword Master have a good relationship, it's just me and him who don't deal with each other." Mu Ye explained.

Sure enough, the door opened behind him.

"Yiheng explained earlier. I don't need to spend any effort to politely refuse these. Please invite the sword master and your master to come to the fairy ship."

Yuan Jian was still wearing the round-collar moon robe, playing with the wine bottle in his hand, and said again: "Today's wine is sweet, your master must like it."

It was the first time that Li Heng saw Yuan Jian Shang Shen up close. Unexpectedly, he had a youthful spirit, unlike someone who had lived for such a long time.

There was a roaring laughter from behind, and an old man with white hair and black clothes suddenly appeared behind him, standing with Yuan Jian as if they were friends who had forgotten the past.

This is the Sword Master. In fact, the appearance above the Soul King Mirror is not easy to age. Those above the Fairyland can maintain their appearance at a certain stage as long as they like it.

The Sword Master appears to be an old man, but it is easy to see from his appearance and figure that he was once a handsome young man with high spirits.

In an instant, four famous gods in the spiritual world gathered on the immortal ship.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect put away their swords and rushed onto the immortal ship one after another, wanting to see the grace of God Yuan Jian.

The Xuanxia Mountain disciples were all trying their best to get a look at the idol sword master.

Seeing the smile on Li Heng's face next to him, Chu Yu suddenly understood.

No wonder it needs to be transmitted!

The feeling is that the disciples of the Sword Sect can no longer fly with their swords, so they come to rub the boat.

Why didn't she realize that Young Master Li was so thoughtful before?

In the past, if he had some scheming, he wouldn't have his limbs broken off.

That's it.

Flying with a sword looks cool, but flying for a long time consumes too much and is tiring.

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Small off-site theater 7:

Yuan Jian: I don’t know how popular I am. I have been in seclusion for many years, but am I still a top-notch person in the spiritual world?

Fans of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect outside the gate crowded their heads: Yuan Jian! Yuan Jian! I love you! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……

Yuan Jian: Ah, as expected of me, a large fan meeting.

Chu Yu: Master! Mo Bai Shangxian said that the boat felt so heavy that it could no longer fly!

Yuan Jian: Ah~ I’m so damn popular!

Mo Bai: Second Master, you are amazing and noble (beep quietly).