Nine Realms Sword Master

The sweeper ran to meet the disciple, the palace master ran to sweep the floor?

What is this?

Bai Ye was confused.

The old man stepped forward and appeared under the statue like a teleport.

"Okay, palace lord, people are coming, go!" The old man took the broom away and said, somewhat impatient.

"Oh? People are coming?"

The figure was stunned, then turned and walked towards Bai Ye.

It was a simple guy with a goatee, a messy hair, and a very ordinary appearance. He seemed to be younger than the old man. It was also inconspicuous. He didn't have the style of a master at all, but it made people. What was extremely concerned was that there was a brown scabbard hanging from his waist, without a sword.

"Meet the palace lord!" Bai Ye clasped his fists in salute.

"Hey, you don't have to be so polite, come here, let's sit down."

The Palace Master grinned and said casually.

"The Lord Palace Master doesn't have any pretensions!" Bai Ye smiled faintly.

"Shelves? Don’t you let the elders finish installing them?" The palace lord took out an apple from somewhere, sat under the statue, gnawing on Erlang’s legs and said: "You disciples are also very hard. The lofty elders have to be respectful. If you see me as the palace lord again, you won’t be scared to death? So I’m a very casual person. I don’t have to be formal when I see me. Anything to say, you know? Just treat me as your elder brother. It's done!"

"Okay..." Bai Ye squeezed out a smile, but he was a little uncomfortable.

However, the palace master obviously didn't know that this disciple saw the elder and didn't even know what restraint was.

"I don't know why the palace lord asked me to come?" Seeing that the palace lord had finished eating an apple after a short while, Bai Ye couldn't help asking.

"Nothing, just talk about your cultivation!" The palace lord chewed on the apple: "Your talent is good, and your qualifications are also very good. I plan to focus on training you, Yinghua Jian and Gongsun Mujiao. I’ve talked about it, and you’re next."

"to cultivate?"

"From tomorrow onwards, the three of you can enter and exit my palace at will. There is a reading room at the back, where you can read the Supreme Sword Art. In addition, I will teach you some magic formations and knots. The world still has the art of organs, and I will teach you all." The palace lord smiled.

The trick of the mechanism? Bai Ye's eyes lit up.

This is a good thing!

"Thank you Palace Master!"

"What are you polite? You are a disciple of my Yijian Tiangong, you are my own person! I don't play with those imaginary things for my own people, as long as it is good for you, I will give it! However, I hope you will develop in the future. , Don't forget the sect!" "Uh... developed?"

"It means Decheng Dadao!"

"no problem."

"That's good!" The palace lord smiled, flipped his palm, and uncovered two wine gourds from nowhere, and handed one over: "Drink, this is soul warming wine. Drinking it is good for Heavenly Soul, you These heavenly souls in the body are interesting and tight, especially the last heavenly soul...there is a breath of dead dragon sword. How did your heavenly soul come from?"

When Bai Ye heard the sound, he was taken aback, and Xuan'er smiled bitterly: "Seems like the uterus master has seen through my secrets?"

"Hahaha, weapons such as the Death Dragon Sword are also very powerful in Lishengzhou, so many people covet it, I naturally know a little bit." The palace lord laughed.

Bai Ye opened the gourd, took a sip of wine, and casually explained the process of the formation of the dead dragon heaven soul.

"So that's it, you are the person from the Nine Souls? Amazing!" The Palace Master nodded.

"Awesome?"

"Of course it's amazing! It's not easy for people from the Nine Souls Continent to cultivate into saints. Most of the people in Lishengzhou are native souls, either from the Shenwu Continent, or from several other continents..."

"How many other continents?" Bai Ye's pupils shrank, "Could it be that besides Shenwu Continent and Nine Soul Continent, there are other planes?"

"This world is big. Of course, there are not only Shenwu and Nine Souls, but there is nothing to say in other places. You can slowly learn about it when you have time. You can understand the classics of the Shengzhou in Li Shengzhou by reading it yourself." Gong The lord drank heavily, and Xuan'er had a long wine hiccup.

Bai Ye was a little ashamed.

It really doesn't look like a palace master.

"By the way, since your kid has the chance to die the Dragon Sword, why didn't you have the Death Dragon Sword?" the palace lord asked casually.

"Snatched!" Bai Ye shook his head, a ray of frightened light flickered in his eyes: "It's the elders who have no way to leave!"

"No way? Not to leave?" The palace owner was obviously taken aback.

"The palace master knows this person?" Bai Ye asked hurriedly.

When the palace owner heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Why let him take it? That would be terrible! Wumen is also the leading sect. If the Death Dragon Sword is handed over to the Master of Wumen, then I can only Avoid the edge!"

"I will find a way to recapture this sword. After all, I still have an account to find out!" Bai Ye said indifferently, taking a sip of wine.

The palace owner said nothing.

There was a brief silence in the palace.

"By the way, the palace lord, what is this statue? Is what he pinched a set of swordsmanship?" Bai Ye drank the wine, feeling the soul of the sky warm, his eyes wandering, as if chatting, asking about the huge statue behind him .

"It was a sword technique left to posterity by the ancestor of my palace. With this sword technique, he sealed a peerless evil thing. So my master's master's master's master...according to the appearance of his death, carved After the statue is placed, each hand represents a posture of the sword tactic. In fact, there are far more swords around here. Because I can’t sculpt it, I have to make a few. My master’s master’s master’s master... I want to comprehend this set of sword arts left by the ancestors, but I have not been able to understand it completely. We have been in Yijian Tiangong for so many years, and no one has realized what kind of sword arts this is. It can only be said to be a great regret." The palace lord sighed again and again, and his face was full of regret.

Bai Ye's eyebrows moved slightly, and his mind rippled slightly.

The two chatted for a while, the palace lord gave a bottle of pill, and Bai Ye said goodbye.

The palace lord continued to sit there drinking, looking comfortable.

Until Bai Ye left, the old man who was sweeping the floor came over.

"The sword on his waist...how does it feel familiar?" the old man questioned.

"Yeah...it's kind of like the sword in the cemetery... just now he was sitting next to me, and I felt a little throbbing. If I didn't know that the sword could not be used by anyone, I really thought He took out the sword!" The palace master drank a drink and laughed.

"How about this kid?"

"Very good! When you die, I will arrange him here to take your place!" The palace lord said with a smile.

"If he has this ability, he can come now, old man, I don't want to do it!" The old man snorted, throwing his broom, and walking inside.

.....

After leaving the Palace of the Lord, Bai Ye went to the duel arena.

In the middle of the night, the duel was empty. Deacon Mo was still in the sword repairing room with a hangover. In the white night, he swallowed the pill given by the palace lord and sat cross-legged.

After a while, the man stood up, his fingers moved slightly, thinking about the statue he saw in the hall.

Wow...

In an instant, a large amount of transparent sword aura appeared all over the body, and thousands of them were born in the blink of an eye, very cautious.

Each sword is extremely bright, with pure holy power agitated inside, enough to penetrate a saint thoroughly.

Bai Yean took a breath, and leaned her fingers on the sword art that was pinched by the statue before.

But when he changed his first sword tactics posture...

boom!

All sword qi exploded instantly.

Whoosh!

Bai Ye was blasted out and fell to the ground, his face turned gray...

He quickly stood up, patted the dust on his head, frowning.

"Am I wrong?"

"Fine! Come again!!"

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(The next update is around 11pm)