Heaven is fearless

The two teenagers in the forest have no similarities in appearance, one is handsome and handsome, and the other can only be said to be ordinary in appearance, but when they stand face to face, the onlookers are surprised Illusion of looking at the front and back in the mirror.

The same.

Although their appearances were different, there was a strange consistency between the two of them, as if they were two sides of the same soul, surprisingly similar.

"Aying."

It was Tu Zhao who spoke first, and the young man in the light blue disciple costume of Taisu Sword Sect grabbed Tu Ying's shoulder and looked him up and down: "Why are you here, Mozun... has he treated you?" do what--"

His hand was grabbed by Tu Ying: "I... I'm fine, the Demon Lord didn't intend to kill me, nor did he treat me harshly..."

Tu Ying hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly: "He wants to take me as an apprentice."

Tu Zhao opened his eyes wide in shock.

This kind of shock only lasted for a moment. The smart and quick-witted Tu Zhao had already thought of something, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Tu Ying's wrist. hands, and lowered his head palely.

Even though the contact between them was only a few breaths, Tu Zhao still sensed the violent power that belongs to the magic energy alone. This fact pierced into his heart like a sharp blade. Tu Zhao breathed hard, unable to Believe what you perceive: "He..."

He couldn't speak, and his heart was churning with unspeakable pain.

When this fact was mentioned, Tuying didn't act too angry like before in front of Mingxue, instead he was calm and rational with cruelty.

"It's not a bad thing at all," Tu Ying thought for a while, "The Demon Lord...is a moody person, but he always seems to be a little bit attached to Sword Master Ming Xiao, and he took me away before because he thought I was Ming Xiao. Xiaojian mainly accepts disciples..."

When he said this, he didn't notice that Tu Zhao's face turned terribly pale all of a sudden.

"He seems to regard me as a tool to take revenge on Mingxiao Sword Master." When he said this, he concealed Mingxue's unexplained malice towards Tu Zhao, and continued calmly, "He used his kung fu It seems that he really wants to train me to be the successor of the Demon Realm."

"Wait until I have enough ability..."

When Tu Ying said this, he suddenly noticed Tu Zhao's abnormal silence, and there was a bit of doubt and concern in his eyes: "Brother?"

Tu Zhao came back to his senses, and stared at Tu Ying for a moment, his expression was full of trembling fear and faint despair: "A Ying...it's me, it's all my fault."

Tu Ying frowned: "Brother? What does this have to do with you?"

Tu Zhao clenched his hands into fists, the palms were dripping with blood, he moved his lips slowly: "A Ying, that day... the day Sword Master Ming Xiao came to Penglai Island, he saw me on the street, and he said he wanted to take me as a disciple... ..."

He closed his eyes, opened them again quickly, and exhausted all his strength to say the cruel fact: "I should be the one Mingxue is looking for, I should be the one who goes to the Demon Realm, and I should be the one who falls into the Demon Realm." ...Aying, I..."

He could no longer say the rest, and could only look at Tu Ying, like a criminal waiting to be sentenced.

Tu Ying was stunned for a long time, and after a while he realized what Tu Zhao said, and asked in a low voice, "Is it you?"

Tu Zhao trembled, gritted his teeth and nodded: "It's me, from beginning to end, it should be me."

Tu Ying's eyes seemed to have a thin light flashing for a moment, he lowered his head, took a few breaths, and then tried to smile: "That... that's pretty good, you were bullied by the prophecy before. When I was like that, I thought about it countless times, it would be great if I could replace you, now... now I can do something for you. "

He tried his best to suppress the choking in his voice, and stretched out his hand to gently hug his twin brother: "You have suffered a lot, from now on... let me protect you from now on, brother."

Tu Zhao didn't speak, his chin rested on Tu Ying's shoulder, Tu Ying could feel the trembling of the other party's body, a depressive and mournful sob burst from Tu Zhao's throat, he seemed to strangle himself to death in pain, in the extreme In the remorse, even the sadness seems so insignificant.

"We shouldn't have to go through this... I will kill him." Tu Ying hugged Tu Zhao, the unprecedented hatred overwhelmed him, his elder brother hugged him tightly, as if to support Tu Ying , as if seeking Tuying's support.

Tu Ying was talking to himself as if distracted, not knowing who he was talking about: "I will definitely kill him, then we can be like before..."

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The Zhegui Banquet is well-known, but like most martial arts events, it still takes the form of drawing lots and playing in the ring. On the day of the lottery, there are crowds of people at the foot of Jiejian Mountain in Kunlun, and disciples from various factions are clamoring about the names of some rookies who will definitely be on the Zhegui list. Talking about some unknown gossip news.

There are not many opportunities for the disciples of the major sects in the entire cultivation world to gather together, and only on such occasions can they exchange news about the powerful people to their heart's content. Among them, the disciples of the Taisu Sword Sect are the most popular—who Tell them there is the No. [-] Sword Master Mingxiao in the world, who is also the first person in the list of people who are well-known in the cultivation world "most want to double cultivate with him", the kind who has won consecutive championships for thousands of years and has not come down.

It is also worth mentioning that this list is for the entire cultivation world, and both male and female cultivators can participate in voting.

So soon, the news of "Mingxiao Sword Master accepting disciples" spread as if he had grown wings. Two hours later, Tu Zhao's name and age were also announced. Liao Tuzhao also has a twin brother.

When Tu Zhao remembered the drawing of lots, it was already dusk on the western mountain, and he took Tu Ying to fly to Jiejian Mountain on a spirit crane. Zhao came over and immediately laughed: "The old man thought you were not coming, and was thinking about asking the suzerain to leave a sign for you."

The originally noisy disciples fell silent for a moment, and then their voices became louder, and Tu Zhao sensed that many people were casting their eyes on him, both openly and secretly.

Tu Zhao's expression remained unchanged, his body tensed up vigilantly, he didn't care if others were looking at him, but now that Tu Ying was by his side, he was afraid that the fact that Tu Ying had become a demon would be discovered, if something went wrong...

On the contrary, Tuying was more relaxed than him. Although he hated Mingxue, he still had a general understanding of Mingxue's strength. If the restrictions placed by that man were so easy to see through, it wouldn't have troubled the cultivation world for so many years. .

Relying on the fact that she looked different from Tu Zhao at the moment, Tu Ying began to look around with great interest. Tu Zhao randomly drew a stick, glanced at it hastily, handed it to the elders for registration, and dragged Tu Ying away in a hurry.

Before they had gone far, the disciples scattered everywhere swarmed to the elder like ants smelling honey, and asked eagerly, "Is that the disciple of Immortal Mingxiao? How much is it?"

"He is Tu Zhao? Who did he draw?"

The chattering questions forced the elder to raise the sign in his hand, and the courageous Taisu Sword Sect disciple couldn't help stretching his neck to peek at the sign.

"What are you arguing about!" The elder raised his voice to silence the chattering disciples, glanced around majesticly, and then cleared his throat, "In three days' time, the third match will be against Gao Yinxian of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Heavenly Knife Gate! Heavenly Knife Gate Gao Yinxian!"

"It's a lottery against the Heavenly Knife Gate!"

Immediately someone shouted, and a group of people shouted and spread the news, and they began to look forward to the debut of the disciples of Sword Master Ming Xiao three days later.

That is the disciple of Sword Master Mingxiao!

Will he be the next number one in the world, will he be the next Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?

Whether it is witnessing the rise of a future great power, or digging out the truth about the nameless disciple of Sword Master Ming Xiao, it is something worth bragging about. They are so excited that they seem to be Tu Zhao or Gao Yinxian, and they will follow this The arena became famous all over the world.

Someone also thought of Tuying who came with Tu Zhao: "Who is that person who came with Tu Zhao? Do you know him? It seems he is not a disciple of Taisu Sword Sect."

"Who knows." The other person replied absently, still thinking about the ring three days later.

Tu Zhao took Tu Ying back to his yard. There were so many people in the daytime that it was inconvenient to ask him many things, such as Tu Ying's current condition, how he was able to enter the Taisu Sword Sect, and the magic skills he practiced... …

But he couldn't ask anything, Tuying just smiled at him, and passed these things lightly, without saying anything, but said a lot of things related to the Demon Realm.

He didn't say anything, and Tu Zhao didn't ask any more questions. He never believed that Tu Ying came here alone, not to mention that the defenses of the Taisu Sword Sect in Kunlun Mountain couldn't be broken by Tu Ying alone. It is absolutely impossible for Tu Ying, who is still low in cultivation, to do the trick of confusing spells.

who's that person?

Did he threaten Ah Ying not to reveal his whereabouts?

If so, wouldn't it be safer to keep A Ying by his side?Let him walk freely in Taisu Sword Sect, this kind of behavior can be said to be arrogant and arrogant.

——Arrogance, arrogance, arrogance.

This style of behavior, coupled with Tuying's current status in the Demon Realm, has a name ready to emerge.

That person sneaked into Taisu Sword Sect?

What is he here for?Does Master know about this?

Tu Zhao concealed the horror in his heart, and chatted with Tu Ying for another half an hour. Seeing that Tu Ying was showing signs of fatigue, he immediately pushed him into the bedroom.

Seeing the carved wooden door slowly close, Tu Zhao stood in the yard for a while, instead of going back to his room, he turned and walked towards Ming Xiao's Taixu Palace.

The Taixu Palace is called a palace, but it was built a little bigger. The previous suzerains had no hobbies for pleasure. A quiet room for meditation is enough to make them happy. Ming Xiao has also inherited this very well. Except for the dormitory used for decoration, he spends most of his time in the quiet room, which is only used for occasional rest.

Most of the buildings in Taixu Palace were empty, and the disciples who watched the night would not come in. Tu Zhao habitually went to the quiet room first, but unexpectedly found that there was no one in the quiet room.

Why isn't Master, who has always only focused on cultivation and has no external objects, in the quiet room today?Tu Zhao was a little puzzled, thought for a while, then turned and walked towards Ming Xiao's bedroom.

The moonlight was clear tonight, and the hazy light shone through the gauze covering the doors and windows, revealing a regular square shape on the ground, Tu Zhao frowned.

The slightly flickering light is obviously not the light of the luminous pearl specially used for lighting, but more like it was lit with ordinary candles, but Tu Zhao is very clear that Ming Xiao, as the master of Taisu Sword Sect, carries all the top-grade spirits with him. Stone pearls are also treasures placed in the residence, and those night pearls that are not used for lighting can be found everywhere. On the contrary, ordinary candles are unlikely to be seen.

Why did Master suddenly light a candle?

Tu Zhao may have stood at the door for a long time, when the wooden door was pulled open, Sword Master Ming Xiao stood behind the door with loose long hair and a plain white robe on his shoulders, looking at him quietly: "Why is it so late? come over?"

Tu Zhao put aside what he was thinking just now, and saluted politely: "Master, there is one thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Ming Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand to stop his words, and said simply: "Come and talk."

The Immortal Venerable in white clothes came out and closed the door behind his back. The moment the door was closed, the air flow brought up a very wonderful light fragrance into Tu Zhao's nostrils. It's familiar, but I can't remember what it smells like.

Ming Xiao turned around, raised his chin at Tu Zhao, pointed in the direction, and walked to the courtyard with him.

Tu Zhao's mind was occupied by that fragrance for a moment, and for a moment he forgot to think about why the master brought him out, he pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "Master, my brother Aying... ... came to find me today."

The amount of information in this sentence is large enough, Ming Xiao glanced at Tu Zhao very quickly: "I see, you should stay with him these few days, and don't worry about the rest."

Obviously Ming Xiao didn't say anything specific, but Tu Zhao was already relieved: "Yes, thank you, Master."

Ming Xiao frowned slightly, and looked at him in distress: "You..."

Tu Zhao raised his head in confusion, "What is Master's order?"

Ming Xiao hesitated to speak. After thinking for a long time, he still used the most straightforward way of expression: "You don't have to be so polite, you are my disciple and the future suzerain of Taisu Sword Sect. . . . be more straightforward."

He seemed to have spent a little time to think of this adjective, and there was a bit of real distress in his expression, as if a child who didn't know how to communicate was worried about how to build a good relationship with new friends.

Tu Zhao was stunned for a while, realizing the meaning of his master, and before any feelings arose in his heart, the smile on his face involuntarily pulled away: "Tu Zhao knows."

Ming Xiao let out a "huh" and lightly tapped his hand on his shoulder: "Go back to sleep."

The spiritual power was released at the touch of a touch, and when Tu Zhao opened his eyes again, he was already in his yard.

He thought about what Master had just said to him, smiled slightly, swept away the depression in his heart, and walked briskly to his room, but when he passed the stone table in the yard, his steps began to hesitate .

He seemed to remember what that scent was.

A few days ago when the disciple at the bottom of the mountain was shopping, he sent some treasures from other sects to the main peak. There was a kind of white-horned candle in it, which was made from the horn of the monster white-horned fish in the sea. That disciple told him Well, this kind of candle has a peculiar effect, that is, to drop high-concentration spiritual power within a certain range, and it is generally used to protect mortals. After all, high-concentration spiritual power is terrifying enough for mortals.

This thing is of no use to cultivators. When cultivating, I wish I could have spiritual power around me. How could anyone dislike too much spiritual power?

Tu Zhao's footsteps came to a complete stop. He remembered the strange behaviors of the master just now, and a thought roared in his mind.

Just now...was there someone in Master's bedroom?

White horn candles are effective for mortals, but are they also effective for demons?

There is a spiritual vein buried under the main peak of Taisu Sword Sect. The sharp spiritual energy is a great tonic for cultivators, but is it a bone-scraping steel knife for demons?A Ying didn't show any discomfort, the person who performed the spell for him must have considered this for him, so who is Ming Xiao thinking about?

Tu Zhao suddenly turned around, staring at the direction of Taixu Palace, who is there?