Heaven is fearless

Mingxue looked at the young man who jumped out suddenly, the behavior of the other party did not match his appearance, it seemed that a mature body was stuffed with a soul that was always in youth.

"Next time." Mozun lazily glanced at him with lowered eyes, then looked away with an extremely indifferent attitude.

His indifference did not repel the enthusiasm of the good man. The other party seemed not to be afraid of the cold-tempered Demon Lord. Instead, he walked around Mingxue with a smile: "I heard that the Lord has accepted a new apprentice. His Is the aptitude very good? Good Lord also wants to meet him, Your Majesty often retreats in the Demon Palace, as the young master, he cannot be ignorant of everything in the Demon Realm."

Mingxue's footsteps stopped, feeling that what he said was also reasonable, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Take him to Dancheng for a few laps when you have time, and besides—"

The smile on Shanjun's face hadn't reached its limit yet, and the Demon Venerable shifted his oppressive eyes over, staring at him like a prey: "Dan City is under your jurisdiction, and the deity of affairs doesn't want to ask more questions, but if If thousands of people die in the City Lord's Mansion at the same time, you should stop staying in Dan City."

Shan Jun's smile faded a little: "Did someone report to Your Majesty? Shan Jun just punished those disobedient things a little bit... Well, Shan Jun knows that he is wrong, Your Majesty, please don't make a mistake. Shanjun drives away."

Dan City is the closest city to the Demon Palace. It is regarded as a heavy city guarding the Demon Palace. The opportunity to go directly to the Demon Palace to meet the Demon Lord, if Shan Jun loses the Tancheng, it will not be so easy for him to enter the Demon Palace.

Mingxue didn't expect that the beating this time would make Shanjun correct his mistakes, but it would just make him calm down for a while. Seeing that Shanjun's expression was a little unhappy, he didn't care. He walked forward a few steps and suddenly remembered something. Shi: "Tu Ying's identity needs to be well-versed in all parts of the Demon Realm, this matter is up to you."

Shanjun's fingers twitched nervously, and after a long while he raised a bright and distorted smile again, and replied happily: "Yes, Your Excellency."

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Ming Xiao didn't stay on Penglai Island for long. As soon as Tu Zhao woke up, he took his disciples on the road back to Kunlun, and didn't even bid farewell to Tu Shi. He just obediently followed behind Ming Xiao.

The quaint long sword came out of its sheath. Looking at the unpretentious long sword, Tu Zhao suddenly remembered what Mozun had said on the day when the seal of the Demon Realm was broken, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Ming Xiao.

Xianzun's perception is so sharp, Tu Zhao was caught straight before he looked away: "What?"

Tu Zhao hesitated for a while, and couldn't help asking softly: "That...your saber..."

His question was a little vague, and he became very nervous after saying a few words, as if he realized that the question was too sensitive, and then he shut his mouth tightly.

Ming Xiao already understood what he meant.

The sword master with wide sleeves like a cloud picked up Tu Zhao and put it behind him like a kitten, drove the long sword up into the air, and gave Tu Zhao a command to control the wind, and then said lightly: "You mean Xiaoxue Tianjian? Then It was originally my saber, but when I suppressed Demon Realm, I pressed it into the bottom of the sea along with Mingxue, and later I randomly picked one from the hidden sword pavilion."

After hearing this, Tu Zhao didn't know what to say, but secretly blamed himself for bringing up the sadness of Master again, but Ming Xiao didn't seem to mind at all, and continued: "Speaking of swords, after returning to Kunlun I will light the soul lamp for you in Wanling Pavilion, and then you will be an official disciple of Taisu Sword Sect, and the hidden sword pavilion will also be opened for you, and you can go find a saber that suits you."

Tu Zhao lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and it took him half a beat before he responded.

The magic skills of the Xian family are extraordinary, but within a few hours, Ming Xiao flew from the southern tip of the mainland to Kunlun in the north with Tu Zhao.

Kunlun Mountain, where Taisu Sword Sect is stationed, is called a mountain, but it is actually a whole mountain range, which runs thousands of miles from east to west. The inner sea is surrounded by the tallest Kunlun Peak. This mountain named Kunlun is the main peak controlled by the suzerain. The mountain forest is lush, and the top of the mountain is supported by mysterious techniques. There are pavilions like fairy palaces, lingering rays of light, turbulent sea of ​​clouds, and men and women with swords and cranes shuttle back and forth among them.

Ming Xiao pressed down the long sword, and saw that the people who were coming and going freely below suddenly stopped their movements and stayed in place. There was a distant and grand ancient bell ringing in the mountain peak. After traveling thousands of miles to the Kunlun Mountains, the cranes all over the mountains uttered melodious cries, singing in harmony with the bells, and followed the bells for nine times.

Kunlun rings the bell, and the suzerain returns.

On the white jade platform that was held up by several tens of feet in the air, people kept falling down. The low-level disciples pressed down the spirit cranes to return to the ground, while the high-level disciples who controlled the swords stood on both sides with their heads bowed. Immediately, the sword fell from the sky, and the disciples who rode the crane flew over and pulled him onto the back of the spirit crane—they seemed to be extremely proficient in this task.

The sound of Haoran's bell made Tu Zhao's qi and blood surge at the bottom of his cultivation, but it was followed by trembling excitement. He looked at the man standing in front of him, and there was a reverence and bright look in his eyes—— This is his master, the supreme suzerain of the Kunlun Taisu Sword Sect, the Mingxiao Immortal who cuts through mountains and rivers with one sword, and protects the dawn of the world with one sword!

The surrounding disciples looked at the suzerain passing by from a distance with the same reverence as he did, and when their eyes touched the young man behind him, they couldn't help being a little hostile.

"it's him?"

"……probably."

"I'd like to see what's so great about him that the suzerain can accept him as a disciple... What's his name?"

"I don't know, Master didn't tell me."

"My master didn't say..."

The disciples whispered to each other, while critically looking up and down Tu Zhao, while looking sadly at their charming suzerain lord.

As the most outstanding suzerain of Taisu Sword Sect, Ming Xiao is also the idol in the hearts of all disciples. His every move can cause a big earthquake in Taisu Sword Sect, not to mention the big event of recruiting disciples. I told the elders about accepting apprentices, but I don't know what kind of shocking waves these words aroused in the hearts of the elders.

——Ming Xiao has accepted an apprentice!

The elders held back and held back, and finally couldn't hold back. After nagging their disciples for a while, they asked the disciples not to reveal the matter, and then heaved a sigh of relief and returned to their dignified appearance in front of others.

The disciples who were fed a shocking news: "..."

Can not be done!I really can't bear this thing!

So in less than three days, the news that Sword Master Ming Xiao had accepted as an apprentice spread throughout the entire Kunlun Mountains, and even the disciples who caught spirit beasts in the remotest mountain got the big news.

So, everyone is an adult, how can anyone believe that the exhortation "don't say it" is really useful? !

Ming Xiao has long been used to being surrounded by all kinds of gazes, facing the fanatical gazes of many disciples, he landed on the white jade platform without changing his face, Tu Zhao followed him down, and only then did he see clearly that the white jade platform in front of him was simply astonishingly large , It is almost impossible to see the side at a glance. There are various buildings and palaces around the empty and flat square. There are disciples coming in and out of it, and a dozen men and women with different postures greet them.

They approached and saluted Ming Xiao one after another: "Sect Master."

The man in the head is plain-looking, carrying a huge long sword that is as wide as two palms of an adult man on his back. He is dressed in plain green clothes and has a dignified look on his face: "Sovereign! Most of the leaders of the various sects have arrived, and I ordered my disciples to arrange them. Beside the main peak, the venue for the Zhegui Banquet is almost ready, when will the Wanzong Conference be held?"

Ming Xiao kept walking, and walked in front quite naturally, and the group of men and women also took half a step down habitually, keeping an appropriate distance behind him.

"Without trouble, the Kunlun bell can be rung tomorrow."

Hearing the suzerain's order, the man carrying the huge broadsword nodded again and saluted: "Yes, I'll prepare right now."

The Kunlun bell pierces the heavens and the earth. Every time it is opened, hundreds of catties of high-grade spiritual stones are used to extract the spiritual power and vibrate it. The sound cannot be heard by ordinary people, but it can be heard by all practitioners in the world.

When the Kunlun Bell rings, it announces that major events related to the future of the cultivation world are taking place on Kunlun Mountain. The last time the bell rang was thousands of years ago, when Ming Xiao succeeded as suzerain, and the Kunlun Bell Tell the heaven and the earth, and tell the practitioners that the sword-bearer who guides them forward has changed.

And the last time, the Demon Realm had just been sealed, and Kunlun used the bell to announce that the world of self-cultivation would be clean and righteous from now on.

After thousands of years, the Kunlun Bell rang again, and I don't know what kind of shock it will cause.

Walking in front of a majestic palace surrounded by clouds and mist, Ming Xiao suddenly stopped, and called Tu Zhao, who had been silently following behind him, to his side, pressed his shoulder, and held the Tai Su sword in front of him The many elders of the sect, as well as the disciples who were hiding in the distance and watching this side with ears pricked up and eyes staring, said: "This son is named Tu Zhao, he is tough and kind-hearted, and has excellent aptitude. As a direct disciple, I want to give him the mantle, so that he can be in charge of Taisu in the future."

He spoke lightly, as if he didn't feel that he had said anything appalling, but everyone who heard this couldn't help but gasped—even the respected people in front of him had lived for a few years. All the elders were unavoidable, and there was a low exclamation in Bai Yujing.

Take charge of Taisu!

This and just accepting as a disciple are two different concepts!

Those disciples who were envious and jealous of Tu Zhao just now didn't know what expression to put on. In their eyes, this kid who appeared out of nowhere was completely hit by a lucky star from the sky, and was pressed back and forth. A few times.

——The future suzerain of Taisu Sword Sect!

This position can be said to be enough to make all cultivators die suddenly of excitement just thinking about it, but it is evenly placed on the head of a little-known kid!

Not to mention them, even Tu Zhao was startled when he heard these words. For a moment, he thought that he was distracted and misheard. After he realized it, his whole body froze, and he raised his head to look at the master next to him in fear.

The Immortal Venerable in white Shengxue and Gao Guanbo put one hand on his shoulder, his brows were condensed, and his expression was serious - he was by no means a person who would make jokes about such things. If Tu Zhao asked at this moment, it would be tantamount to He was questioning Ming Xiao's authority. Tu Zhao would never do such a thing. Now all he can do is...

Tu Zhao exhausted all his strength to stop his backward steps, straightened his back and stood in full view of the crowd, welcoming all kinds of scrutinizing and questioning gazes.

He represents the face of the master, and he must not embarrass the master.

The 15-year-old boy stood out with a thin chest and a peaceful face. He stood in front of the sight of all the elders like a bone-scraping steel knife. Seeing him acting like this, everyone nodded secretly in their hearts. Xiao could decide with a single word, so the elders didn't ask any more questions, but silently allowed Tu Zhao to walk into the meeting hall with them.

The figures of a group of people disappeared inside the gate, and the disciples on Bai Yujing erupted into a fierce argument. The thick gate cut off these voices, and Tu Zhao did not look around. Behind Ming Xiao's seat, he made a set board.

His actions were very timely, so the elders ignored him and talked about tomorrow's Wanzong Conference.

The palace they lived in was juxtaposed with the square outside and various pavilions, and was replaced by Baiyujing, which was taken from the saying "Baiyujing in the sky, five floors and twelve cities". It is the real fairy palace in the eyes of ordinary people. It is a fact known to the whole world that the Sovereign lives in Baiyujing.

"...This matter is of great importance, why don't you let the disciple go to the dangerous building and invite the witch master to do a little divination."

The voice of the discussion below suddenly became clear, and Ming Xiao, who had been distracted all this time, suddenly caught a certain key word, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw the elders below looking at him expectantly: "How about the sect?"

Ming Xiao: "..."

I didn't listen either. What did you just say?

Probably his silence gave the elders a little illusion. They were obviously a little anxious. A woman wearing a Su Fang colored summer cape with tassel brocade over her shoulders said eagerly: "Sect Master, all previous Taisu Sword Sect masters have to go through the witch master's divination. , not for anything else, just to know whether he will encounter a catastrophe of life and death in the future, so as to plan for the sect. You took over the position of suzerain with your own strength, and you have skipped this procedure. We can no longer act like this, otherwise our relationship with the dangerous building..."

Before she finished speaking, Ming Xiao understood.

It turned out that I wanted to ask the leader of the witch clan to do a fortune-telling for the sake of the omen. This is not impossible, but...

The law seems to have mentioned that the lord of the witch clan is also one of his incarnations...

Tiandao thought deeply, how could he keep both incarnations from revealing his secrets when both incarnations were present?