Nine Realms Sword Master

After returning to Shenzong, Wang Xiaomi's face was not very good-looking, Yan Xiaoke was even more so, she almost wrote all her feelings on her face, and returned to her father in a daze, dejected and hit hard , When people asked why it was so, she didn't answer, and locked herself in the room after a while, without seeing anyone.

After meeting the suzerain face to face, Wang Xiaomi hurried on the path of Shenzong.

After a while, she came to an exquisite pavilion.

The pavilion is newly built, and the best materials are used. Each material exudes a unique aura. Practicing in this pavilion, you can easily absorb the aura of heaven and earth, increase the strength of the heavenly soul, and let meditation, meditation Get twice the result with half the effort.

This is Nalan Xiyue's training pavilion!

It is the most unique training pavilion in the entire Shenzong, because most of the cultivation barriers and array seals inside are painted by the Lord of Shenzong himself, and even the sacred flowers and holy grass planted around the pavilion are the best in the sect.

This is the treatment that only Nalan Xiyue can enjoy, and it almost surpasses the treatment of the elders! Ordinary disciples can't even get close to here!

Because inside, there lives a respected Dou Zhan Shengzun!

"Senior Sister Xiyue, please see Xiaomi!" Standing in front of the pavilion, Wang Xiaomi bowed and shouted respectfully.

Wang Xiaomi has been in Shenzong for nearly a thousand years. She is no longer an ordinary disciple. She is a deacon, and after another thousand years, she will be promoted to an elder. However, even so, she still has to be praised in front of Nalan Xiyue senior sister.

Because Nalan Xiyue was endowed with great hope by the suzerain! In the whole sect, she is almost one person under ten thousand people, even the Great Elder is polite to her.

This is Shenzong's attitude towards evil geniuses.

"Oh? Junior Sister Xiaomi?"

An elegant voice came from the pavilion: "I remember that you went to Yijian Tiangong as the representative of our sect? Why? Are you back?"

"Tiangong Lunjian is over. Xiaomi's trip was an eye-opener. The suzerain asked me to tell my senior sister the magic sword formulas and moves I saw in Tiangong, so that my senior sister will have a clear idea, so that when I confront Tiangong geniuses in the future, don't worry about it. Downwind!"

"Hmph! What kind of genius can be cultivated by a mere Intent Sword Heavenly Palace to be on par with me, Nalan Xiyue? It's ridiculous! You don't need to explain this, go back! I still want to practice." The voice inside was full of arrogance.

Wang Xiaomi's pretty face changed, and she hurriedly said again: "Senior sister, besides that, I have one more important matter to discuss with you!"

"Is there anything important to my cultivation? Don't delay my time! Go back!" The voice seemed impatient.

Wang Xiaomi frowned slightly, and had no choice but to whisper two words.

"white night!"

In an instant, the pavilion fell silent.

The breath around the pavilion trembled accordingly.

It seems that what Bai Ye said is true... Wang Xiaomi sighed secretly.

Boom!

At this time, the door of the pavilion opened by itself.

"Come in!" Nalan Xiyue's cold voice drifted out.

Wang Xiaomi rushed in immediately.

The pavilion has two floors.

The first floor is dark but empty, surrounded by tables, chairs, bonsai, and some magic weapons that have been disassembled. The ground is a magic circle that is constantly operating. The array was given to Xiyue to practice?

It's so scary...

thump, thump, thump...

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the second floor, and then, a beautiful girl in a white sword suit with long hair like a black waterfall walked down.

What a stunning woman!

The girl's skin is like snow, her eyes are like stars, her heroic posture is graceful and charming, and when she walks down, what attracts Wang Xiaomi the most is not her face, but the cool aura emanating from her body.

This breath did not overflow from her body, but bloomed from the bloody long sword buckled around her waist.

Excalibur Lengyue!

Shenzong's famous sword!

How many geniuses and even elders coveted it, but it was picked by Nalan Xiyue!

Now that Nalan Xiyue has been handed down by the suzerain master, she has no sword art in her hands, and she has acquired the divine sword Lengyue. Her power is overwhelming, and her strength has been soaring all the way. No one can believe that this woman who has been worshiped in the sect for less than a year will actually arrive. Such a terrifying realm...

"What did you just mention? Bai Ye? Do you know this person??" Nalan Xiyue walked over, her phoenix eyes stared at Wang Xiaomi coldly, her voice was cold.

Wang Xiaomi bowed slightly: "Yes, Senior Sister Xiyue, at present, Bai Ye is in Shenzong!"

"Shenzong?" Nalan Xiyue laughed coquettishly when she heard it: "Stupid! Really stupid! Hahaha...I didn't expect Bai Ye to choose Yijian Tiangong! How stupid! How precious is the highest recommendation order He could have joined Wumen or even Ba Dynasty! But he chose Yijian Tiangong, which is neither high nor low! Even my Shenzong is inferior! It seems that the agreement I made with him, he is destined to lose!!!"

The woman's eyes were full of joy, as if she had already won.

"It seems that what Bai Ye said is true!" Wang Xiaomi sighed.

"Did Bai Ye tell you all about it?" Nalan Xiyue narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Yes." Wang Xiaomi nodded and looked at the woman in front of him: "Senior Sister Xiyue! I just want to ask you a question, are you really the Holy Lord of Dou Zhan?"

"No!" Nalan Xiyue answered happily! He smiled lightly and said, "I'm not even the best genius in our Nalan family! It's all because of Bai Ye's bestowal that I can stand out in the clan election and be seen by Elder Luo Xuan!"

Wang Xiaomi's face was ugly: "Do you know how it will affect you once these things get out?"

"I know, but I also know that you are a person loyal to the sect, you will not tell me these things, and if you tell me, I just need to deny it, that's fine!" Nalan Xiyue raised the corners of his mouth, confident: "There is no evidence, these are just one-sided words! Do you believe me or do you believe me?"

"Keba Battle Order! This is ironclad evidence! You can't change it!" Wang Xiaomi questioned.

"Since I dare to use this battle order! I have made all the preparations!" Nalan Xiyue squinted her eyes: "Although I am a fake now, after my one-year agreement with Bai Ye is over, my fake Yes, it will come true, and by then, only my name, Nalan Xiyue, will be engraved on the face of this battle order!!"

When Wang Xiaomi heard the sound, he shuddered instantly.

This woman...has thought of everything!

She is afraid that she has the certainty of victory!

....

Yijian Tiangong, the sword training room.

In today's sword training room, all the stoves have been extinguished, Elder Sha brought out all the wine in the wine cellar, and everyone drank it.

Deacon Mo, Tie Wanqing, and even the thirteenth elder Guo Tu were pulled over, and the people in the sword training room and the wooden man's room got completely drunk.

Bai Ye's battle can be regarded as a sigh of relief for the miscellaneous elders and those elders who are at the bottom!

Sha Zhi was overjoyed, today was the happiest day in his life!

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate any department in the sect anymore.

After all, even a white night popped up in a place like the sword training room, who knows if there will be black nights, blue nights, and other monsters popping up in other places?

Bai Yehuan was so respectable, and he was a drunkard himself, that when everyone fell to the ground, his consciousness was still clear.

"Congratulations, from today onwards, you are the number one disciple of my Yijian Tiangong!"

Crisp and bright, with a somewhat elegant voice, floated up.

Bai Ye looked sideways, and Tie Wanqing, whose cheeks were slightly drunk, came forward.

She also drank a lot, and her face was red, especially charming.

"Senior Sister Tie, don't make fun of me. I'm still me, and I won't change because of what I've done." Bai Ye said calmly, looking at the dark moonlight.

Tie Wanqing smiled, with a complicated look on her face.

"You are just the emperor, how did you cultivate? How can you have such terrifying strength?"

Tie Wanqing felt that she couldn't see through this person at all! This is just a great emperor, but a formidable emperor!

"This...that's a long story!" Bai Ye recalled the days in Nine Souls, and his expression became dark.

He thought of Juehunzong, Broken Tail Wolf, Hidden Dragon Academy, Longyue, his parents, Huanshiying, Bai Xiaorou, Yi Baixiu, Hong, his apprentice Rongrong, and even the deceased Ye Qian, there is a picture of the past in his mind.

I don't know how everyone is doing now?

It's just that Ice Emperor and Dragon Emperor are on mission, so he can't go back yet!

And...he still wants to pursue the way of a saint! Otherwise, if something like this happens again, he cannot undo it.

Tie Wanqing looked at the man with his head bowed in thought, his heart moved slightly, his pink lips pursed, and he didn't make another sound.

"Who is White Night?"

At this time, a voice sounded from the aisle ahead.

Seeing the person coming, Tie Wanqing's eyes froze: "Inner palace disciple!"

"What?" Bai Ye recovered.

"It seems that the palace lord is meeting you!" Tie Wan smiled faintly.

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(I fell asleep after the infusion, and finished this chapter with trepidation, please forgive me for the late update)