Jiuhua Xianzong

The sword light stopped, and a young blue-robed sword cultivator jumped down from above. Seeing his cultivation base, he also looks like the early stage of Jindan, not much worse than Mingjing. He is obviously flying all the way at full speed, and he is quite out of breath. look.

"It was Zhang Ping and that boy Wanlixing who fought. There are many boys surnamed Wanli, six of them fight one. It's really not a fucking thing. Brother Ming, let's quickly copy the guy..."

As soon as the words fell, several sword cultivators cursed angrily.

"Asshole, Wanlixing is at the advanced stage of Golden Core, and Zhang Ping is only at the early stage of Golden Core, and there are six to beat one, how shameless..."

"That's right, Junior Brother Lin, why are you running back? Help Zhang Ping fight them together, if you want to help, just send a message talisman back..."

While speaking, the sword cultivators had already shown their flying swords one after another, and stepped on them, vigorously and vigorously, as if they were about to rush out and fight for their lives.

"Wait!" Mingjing called them all with a lay of hands, and turned to look at Mo Bule, "Brother, how should we deal with this matter?"

His complexion was not very good, and he actually didn't want to ask Mo Bule's opinion, because he knew what the result would be, but he had no choice but to make Junior Brother Lin bluff, and Mo Bule happened to be there, no matter how the other brothers refused to accept it This senior brother, he can't pretend to ignore him, at least in front of the sword cultivators, he must show respect for the senior brother, otherwise the sword cultivators will only ignore him even more.

"Are you asking me?" Mo Bule pointed to the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "Harmony is the most important thing..."

Mingjing rolled his eyes, sure enough, he knew that senior brother would say that.

"However... should everyone listen to what this Junior Brother Lin has to say?" Mo Bule ignored his white eyes and continued to express her opinion with a smile.

A group of guys who only know how to keep their heads down and rush forward. If there is no special reason for this Junior Brother Lin, he will not come back to report the news at all. Instead, he will fight side by side with that Junior Brother Zhang Ping just like the sword cultivators yelled just now. Bar.

Mingjing raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized that there was something strange about it. Before he could ask, that junior brother Lin said again: "It's Zhang Ping who can't stand the aggressiveness of that guy Wanlixing himself, and promised to pick six. I have no choice but to help, they all went to the sword testing platform, and the senior brother of the Treasure Art Institute is a witness..."

"That brainless guy..." Mingjing cursed angrily, his face turned blue, and even he couldn't do anything about it when he went up to the sword-testing platform, let alone the head disciple of the Treasure Art Institute to testify, "Go, go try the sword tower……"

With the sound of "go", the sword cultivators disappeared after stepping on the flying sword.Mo Bule pouted, waved to Li Zhi, and said, "Let's go and have a look too."

Linghe's speed is not as fast as Feijian, and he will not be able to catch up with him, so Mo Bule is not in a hurry, sits on Linghe's back, lets Li Zhi lead the way, and splits his mind, while listening to Li Zhi's introduction to the sword testing platform , and the past grievances between Zhang Ping and Wan Lixing, while quickly filtering the Xianzong Codex in his mind.

The sword-testing platform is located on Qianyan Island. This island is located hundreds of miles west of the abbot. It belongs to the Academy of Treasures. The sect disciples fought with spirit weapons in their hands to test the power of the spirit weapons, but over time, it gradually became a place for Xianzong disciples to fight privately in disguise. Of course, private fighting is prohibited in the Xianzong Code, so In name, it is still to test the power of the spirit weapon. As long as they are not caught, the law enforcement disciples of the punishment hall will turn a blind eye to it. Anyway, no one will die on the sword testing platform.

When Mo Bule arrived at the sword testing stage, the winner of the stage had already been divided. That Junior Brother Zhang obviously lost, and was hugged in the arms of Junior Brother Lin covered in blood. Confronting several other Xianzong disciples, the flying sword was no longer under their feet, but held in their hands, the sword light flickered, and they might fight at any time.

The reason why they didn't fight was because there was a cultivator wearing a black robe of a master craftsman standing between the two sides. He also looked very young, but his whole body was faintly coercive and dissipated, and he actually had a Nascent Soul cultivation base.

This is probably the elder brother of the Treasure Academy.When Mo Buming jumped off Linghe's back, he caught a glimpse of the Nascent Soul cultivator's waist, and there was also a first disciple's waist card, and he confirmed his guess.

Inhaling, exhaling, Mo Bule tried hard to keep a straight face, to make himself look more majestic, stepped forward, patted Ming Jing's hand, and said: "What are you doing, everyone is from the same school, how can you hold a sword? Pointing at the brothers of the same sect, let me put them all down!"

"Eldest brother, don't..."

Mingjing was angry, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Bule quickly stuffed a vermilion fruit of Tianxiang pulp into his mouth. He was stunned, and suddenly remembered the way Su Liuxian was beaten with a handful of lotus seeds by the elder brother, who had nothing to say. Why, the anger in his heart immediately subtracted a few points, hesitated, he put away the sword in his hand, and waved his hand at the same time, so that several sword repairmen behind him also put away the sword.

"Senior Brother Ming..." The sword cultivators were anxious.They couldn't see that Mo Bule stuffed fruit into Mingjing's mouth, they thought it was Mingjing who wanted to object, and Mo Bule covered her mouth.

With a gloomy face, Mingjing said: "Listen to senior brother's orders." His tone was unquestionable, and the sword cultivators could only put away their swords unwillingly.

The atmosphere of confrontation in the arena eased instantly.

Then Mo Bule changed into a smiling face, and with a harmless face, he cupped his hands and said to the disciples of the Immortal Sect on the opposite side: "My fellow disciples, the juniors are young and impulsive, and Mo Mou is here to make amends, and I hope you will be more sympathetic."

"Humph!"

The sword cultivators were furious again, what kind of big brother, if you don't support them, you will lose their momentum, and it's not so shameless to eat inside and outside.

Mingjing waved her hand to let them rest in peace.

"It turns out that Junior Brother Mo is here, Xue Cheng from Xiabaoqi Academy."

The chief disciple of the Treasure Art Institute had a strange look in his eyes, and he cupped his hands.Even though he had never met Mo Bule, he would naturally guess it from the black sword robe on Mo Bule's body and the waist badge of the first apprentice.I had heard that the new first disciple of Luoxia Palace was the disciple that Palace Master Cheng had accepted when he was in trouble with the Medicine King's Sect. He was a bit out of character. When he saw him today, he was really disappointed. Although he was wearing a sword robe and his cultivation level was low, this behavior His speech is really not half a sword cultivator's arrogance, no wonder I heard that none of the disciples of Luoxia Palace obey him.

"Jade Emperor Island Ten Thousand Miles Journey."

"Chen Yue from Jade Emperor Island."

"Jade Emperor Island..."

The disciples of the Immortal Sect behind Xue Cheng, both men and women, also bowed their hands and introduced themselves, all of them were disciples of Yuhuangdao.

After reporting his name, Wan Lixing sneered and said, "Mr. Mo, the disciples of your palace are arrogant and unruly. They can afford to fight, but they can't afford to lose. If one loses, a group of them will come. Could it be that such a villain behaves only on the basis of Is Mr. Mo going to erase it with an apology?"

"Oh..." Mo Bule let out a long "oh", and didn't care about Wan Lixing's obvious disrespect to him, the first apprentice, but instead asked, "Then what Senior Brother Yiwan means, what should Mo do to be able to get a better result?" How about showing sincerity?"

Wan Lixing's eyes became more and more disdainful, and he said: "As long as Mr. Mo said to me in front of Senior Brother Xue, 'Students of Luoxia Palace are inferior to others', and then made a big salute, then the matter will be over, otherwise, we will We must explain the truth to the whole sect, and let all the brothers and sisters judge together."

Xue Cheng smiled slightly, and said: "It is true that Luoxia Palace made a mistake first, and Xue can be a witness." Originally, he was hesitant to stand up, but Mo Bule's performance was really disappointing, so naturally he would not Give up the chance to step on Luoxia Palace.

The sword cultivators' eyes were tearing apart, and they were so angry that they couldn't get angry. We have to see how long this senior brother will be ashamed.

Mo Bule scratched his head and said doubtfully: "We all belong to the same clan, and the juniors and juniors face each other with the tip of their swords, being rude first, and Mo Mou apologized on his behalf, which is what it should be, but why did this 'disciple of Luoxia Palace be inferior to others'?" Speaking of? Could it be that six fight against one, the one who loses is inferior, and the one who wins is honorable, is this the tradition of Xianzong?"

As he said that, he cupped his hands in embarrassment again: "Mo Mou is a newcomer, and I really don't know that the tradition of Xianzong is so...ahem...different..."

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