God damn it!The spoiled wife madman lost his wife!

Brush brush!

Beside the stele, several disciples from the Nine Sects were observing the stele and enlightening the sword. When the disciple of Wenjian Pavilion opened his mouth, it was like thunder from the ground, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Among the Nine Gates, the disciples of Wenjiang Pavilion were dressed in blue and white. In the background of blue and white, the blue figure like pine and bamboo was indeed very conspicuous.

However, everyone focused on their practice, only took a light glance, and then withdrew their gazes.

However, at this time, two people happened to step into the Wenjian Pavilion, and when they heard this, one of them couldn't help but sneered: "Pei Yuanhao, are you stupid? This is the land of the Nine Palaces. Although each of the Nine Palaces They are all named after the Nine Gates, but they are only used to distinguish the Nine Palaces' spells, and have nothing to do with the Nine Gates' forces, so you have the nerve to say that this is the site of Wenjian Pavilion?"

The young man who opened his mouth was handsome, with loose long hair, and his whole body exuded a wild and unrestrained atmosphere.

There was another young man beside him, with a pair of sleeping phoenix eyes, standing there lazily, as if he would fall asleep in the next moment.

But after his companion spoke, he also lazily raised his eyes and said, "It's so noisy."

The young man who spoke before hurriedly said: "Ah Jin, stop arguing for a while—you agreed to accompany me to learn swords, you see you stay in that star palace every day, what's the use of only learning that? Waste your money Not to mention talent, there is no way to leave the proving ground, and you can't even leave your name on the Dragon Tournament, so you guys, hurry up and learn four spells from me, and we can leave here. "

Pei Yuanhao, a disciple of Asking Jiange, saw the two stabbing them horizontally and reprimanded himself in public, his expression darkened: "Mo Xunhuan, Murong Jin, what does the matter of asking Jiange have to do with you? The hands of your Xingxiu Palace, It’s still not enough for us to ask Jiange.”

"Hey! In this proving ground, even Jian Mufeng, the first day Jiaojian Pavilion engraved in the third place on the Youlong list, dare not say that he can represent Wenjian Pavilion. You are lucky, one occupies the position of a senior brother, but A guy who can't even climb up the Dragon Ranking, how dare you ask Jiange on behalf of him?"

Pei Yuanhao's face became more and more ugly. To him, Mo Xunhuan's words were tantamount to public execution.

After Mo Xunhuan finished speaking, he saw a bit of impatience on Murong Jin's lazy face next to him, and quickly said to Pei Yuanhao: "I can't take care of your affairs, and I don't bother to take care of them, but, don't be in the little one from now on." Play your ridiculous prestige in front of the master, otherwise I will see you once, and I will hate you once."

After finishing speaking, he took Murong Jin's hand and hurried forward. I don't know if it was to anger Pei Yuanhao, but he deliberately bumped away a disciple of Wenjian Pavilion who was enlightening sword in front of the stone tablet with his shoulder, and pushed the disciple of Wenjian Pavilion openly. In front of the stele.

"you……"

Pei Yuanhao was furious, and was about to speak...

call out……

Murong Jin's fair and slender fingers flicked slightly, and a white light shot out quickly. Pei Yuanhao felt as if his mouth was sealed by something, and he could no longer speak a word.

"Hmm..." He opened his eyes wide in horror, staring at Mo Xunhuan and Murong Jin, the Xingxiu Palace disciples are the fewest among the nine schools, there are only eight or nine in the trial field this time, and Mo Xunhuan is the most high-profile, Murong Jin is the most mysterious and low-key.

When Mo Xun Huan first came to the trial field, he challenged the famous Tianjiao of the Nine Sects all over the place, and most of them won. It can be said that he has earned a great reputation here, but Murong Jin lives in seclusion and rarely leaves the Xingxiu Palace. If it wasn't for Mo Xun Huan is too active, most people may not know that there is Murong Jin in Xingxiu Palace.

Pei Yuanhao angrily walked in front of the two of them, and was about to settle the score when Murong Jin raised his eyes and said lightly: "It's best to keep your mouth shut, and you can talk in half an hour, otherwise, I won't be able to open your mouth for three days." mouth!"

Mo Xunhuan snickered from the side: "Tsk, it's really rare to see the good-tempered Ah Jin angry."

"Who is to blame?" Murong Jin gave Mo Xunhuan a dissatisfied look, he was living in Xingxiu Palace, this guy insisted on dragging him here, meddling in his own business, making noise, it's only because he is in a good mood.

Mo Xunhuan rubbed his nose and said hastily: "Stop talking, stop talking, hurry up, let's learn swords, I heard that the sword on this stele was left by the ancestor of the Nine Profound Sect Heavenly Sword himself, is there anything hidden in it?" In swordsmanship, if we can comprehend it, we will make a lot of money."

Murong Jin ignored him, but looked at Jian Yin, since he was here, he still wanted to see it.

Seeing this, Mo Xunhuan heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Murong Jin would only learn the spells of the Xingxiu Palace and be trapped here for the rest of his life.

Seeing that Murong Jin was beginning to comprehend the sword, he looked at the sword stele, but he glanced at a blue figure from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart.

This guy was targeted by Pei Yuanhao, but he didn't respond at all?

He said it righteously, but the other party didn't appreciate it - of course, he just couldn't understand what Pei Yuanhao did, and didn't want the other party to appreciate it, but the other party didn't respond at all, is it too weird?

Mo Xunhuan couldn't help but poke his head and look at the other party carefully.

As soon as he saw the other person's face, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, good guy, he looks better than Ah Jin.

Take a closer look, it seems a little small?

Coupled with the well-behaved appearance, he dared to bet that if his group of sisters saw it, they would definitely like it.

What surprised him even more was that the other party's eyes were fixed on the sword tablet at this moment, as if he had fallen into the world of the sword tablet.

"So focused?" Mo Xunhuan was a little surprised: "Could it be that he didn't hear what Pei Yuanhao said before, or our dispute?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but find it funny. If Pei Yuanhao knew that he was playing with a prestige and was not accepted by the other party from the beginning to the end, what would he think...

but……

"This kid's concentration is too good. Could it be that he can really comprehend the sword stele? He entered the situation so quickly, and it hasn't ended for so long... I heard that even that guy Jian Mufeng You can't look at the sword tablet for more than a quarter of an hour. And he...how can it be half an hour?"

"It's strange, it's really strange." Mo Xunhuan thought, and withdrew his thoughts. After all, no matter how strange outsiders are, they are not as important as his sword enlightenment.

Lou Zihan raised his spiritual eyes and stared at the huge sword on the sword stele. The stinging pain in his eyes receded slightly. The next moment, the sword marks on the giant sword seemed to come alive!

Countless sword marks began to change, changing towards the traces of the sword, the trajectory of the sword.

Lou Zihan seemed to have witnessed how those sword marks were engraved on it.

He also seems to be transformed into a giant sword, always feeling the power that blooms when the sword marks are carved...

After half an hour.

Mo Xun Huan's eyes hurt, and he shed tears uncontrollably. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with some displeasure, and said to Murong Jin who was waiting for him, "Patriarch Tianjian's sword is too powerful. I have never cried, I never thought I would be overwhelmed by a sword."

Murong Jin ignored him.

He turned his head curiously, and saw that his little friend, who was always lazy and always sleepy, was staring at the young man in Tsing Yi.

Mo Xunhuan was a little upset.

How can Ah Jin be so focused on what others see?

I knew I wouldn't help that kid just now.

He was angry, and the expression on his face suddenly froze...

No, not right!

This kid, he is still watching the stele and realizing the sword?

"A Jin?" Mo Xun Huan leaned forward and put his big head in front of Murong Jin, blocking his sight: "How long has that kid been here?"

"It's been a quarter and a half." Murong Jin withdrew his gaze and said slowly.

"What? So, so to speak, his swordsmanship talent is stronger than that guy Jian Mufeng?"

"How is it possible! Jian Mufeng is rumored to be a rare genius in Wenjiange for hundreds of years."

"Xun Huan." Murong Jin opened those beautiful sleeping phoenix eyes again, and looked at Mo Xun Huan seriously: "I was just curious, so I deduced it."

"Huh?" Ah Jin actually used the power of XingXiu for others?

Mo Xunhuan is angry and jealous, you know, because the power of the stars can predict the future, it has the ability to defy the sky, so every time you use it, no matter how big or small, it will backfire!

"This person." Murong Jin's expression became more serious: "His fate is connected with the fate of Jiuxuanzong."

"what?"

"Jiuxuanzong will change for him."

"Jiuxuanzong? Are you sure you are talking about Jiuxuanzong??? Not any of the nine sects?"

"His body is full of golden light, and the future... is limitless!"

After Murong Jin finished speaking, Mo Xunhuan noticed that his eyes were red and bloodshot. Obviously, in addition to the power of the stars, he also used the pupil technique.

Mo Xunhuan became more and more angry, grabbed his wrist and walked out: "Who cares about him, what the future holds, what does it have to do with us."

"Looking for pleasure."

Murong Jin stubbornly stood where he was: "I want to see how long he can be enlightened."

This is the first time Murong Jin is interested in a person.

Mo Xun Huan's heart was full of crises, and when he looked at the blue figure again, he didn't like it no matter what he saw.

This little guy looks harmless, but he attracted Ah Jin to him without making a fuss. It's really powerful and hateful!

No!

Ah Jin's attention must not be attracted by this guy.

Mo Xunhuan put his big head in front of Murong Jin's eyes again.

"A Jin, look, I'm angry."

Murong Jin frowned slightly.

"You promised me not to use the pupil technique casually, and to deduce the fate of others without my consent. I am not happy that you violated what you promised me."

Murong Jin froze for a moment: "...I'm sorry."

"I don't care, you are deducing and using the pupil technique, you must be tired, go back and rest."

"But, I..." Murong Jin hesitated as he looked at the cyan figure who was still calm in the Enlightenment Sword.

"Ajin, I'm so sad. Our brothers who grew up wearing a pair of pants are not as good as an outsider... Do you want me if you have him?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Choose him, or me? You choose!"

"... Childish!" Murong Jin said so, but took the initiative to take Mo Xunhuan's hand: "Let's go."

If there is fate, they and that person will still become friends, right?

Murong Jin and Mo Xun Huan left, Pei Yuanhao, who had been banned by Murong Jin before, was anxious and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry at the two of them, and only stared at Lou Zihan with even more sinister eyes.

It was this guy who caused him to make a fool of himself and was banned for such a long time. When the time of his silence is over, he wants this guy to look good!