Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 207 I enter the way of the sword, only for Xeon!
"Wu Yue, in your eyes, I, Xuantianzong, are the two of you brothers who can enter if you want, and if you don't want to enter, you can't enter?"

Flicking the sleeves of Duanchou's robe, he glanced at Wu Yue with a little disappointment, and asked lightly.

"thump."

His body fell on the Qingyu Avenue, Wu Yue struggled to get up, and facing Duanchou's disappointed eyes, he said in a panic: "That's not the case, it's just that the seniors have profound Taoism, and they have a kindness with my brothers. The kid knows that he is not talented, and he is not worthy of worship." That’s why I begged my senior to accept Wu Zhang as my apprentice.”

"Brother, don't beg him. This person is narrow-minded and has a heart of stone. This Xuantian Sect is nothing more than that, it doesn't matter if you don't enter!"

Wu Zhang stood in front of Wu Yue and said angrily.

Duanchou heard the words expressionless and indifferent, but Lin Xiaoyuan behind him, when she heard someone insulting the sect and slandering the master, she couldn't help but blush and feel angry. If there were not so many real people present, she really wanted to let This kid tried to infuse his brain with magic sounds, and he will be devoured by all ghosts.

Even Situ Ling, who had been silent all the time in the arena, felt displeased, with a cold light looming in her eyes, and she was really angry.

"Xiao Zhang, be careful! Seniors face to face, how can you be so rude!!"

Wu Yue's complexion changed drastically, and he yelled, "There are so many real immortal masters present, it's really disrespectful for Wu Zhang to be so unrestrained, if he gets angry because of this, let alone whether he can be worshiped as a teacher, I'm afraid he will even leave this place, It has become a luxury.

Wu Zhang's complexion changed slightly, and he felt a little scared in his heart. As soon as he said the words, he knew that he was too impulsive. If he died here because of this, it would be too unworthy.

Fortunately, Duanchou didn't care about this matter. In his opinion, Wu Zhang will still be of great use in the future. It would be a pity if he killed him now. Even for Wu Yue's sake, he is now He won't do anything to Wu Zhang either.

Therefore, those worries seemed unnecessary, but the Wuyue brothers obviously didn't know what Duanchou was thinking.

"Wu Zhang, since the Xuantian Sect has no destiny for you, why don't you join my vast immortal sect? What I said before is still valid!" Daoist Jingyue smiled lightly as he surrounded his body with celestial light.

Daoxuan cursed secretly in his heart, but also with a smile on his face, he nodded and said: "If you enter my Lingxiao Palace, there will be a god of Leibu who is willing to sacrifice 300 years of cultivation, to teach you skills, to cleanse your marrow and shape your veins, so that Your congenital thunder body will go up to a higher level, and you can read the heavenly scriptures and practice the thunder methods of the heavens, and enter my heavenly palace thunder pond to practice, and there will be gods to protect you fully!"

The Lingxiao Palace inherits the ancient gods and uses the "Lingxiao Tianshu" as the foundation of Taoism. There are eight volumes in the Tianshu, and there are eight gods. Among them, the Lei Department is the head of the Eight Departments, and the Tiangong Leichi is the foundation of the Lingxiao Palace, which can suppress the luck of the immortal sect.

In the Lingxiao Palace, the god-level Shinto monks can be compared to the reincarnation realm, and they are also the super-superior existence of the immortal sect. However, for the sake of the innate thunder body, they are willing to give up 300 years of hard work, pass on their skills, wash their marrow and shape their veins, and sacrifice their lives. Not too big.

It can be seen from this that Lingxiao Palace attaches no less importance to Wu Zhang's innate thunder body than Wanshoumen and Haomiaoxianmen.

However, Wu Zhang shook his head very calmly after hearing this, his eyes passed over the crowd, and he focused on the real person Yu Qing, and said slowly: "I want to worship my predecessor as a teacher, but I don't know if what you said before counts?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was speechless. I didn't expect this kid to be so paranoid. He really didn't learn the way of swordsmanship. No matter how others tried to persuade him, he never wavered. If it was someone else, he still wanted to learn swordsmanship!

Reverend Yuqing's face was still indifferent, without the slightest hint of joy. He looked straight at Wu Zhang like a sword, as if he wanted to see him transparently. After a long silence, he said coldly: "You can't become a teacher, so you can worship me instead. Why? Do you think I should stop worrying?"

Wu Zhang shook his head, as if he knew that Daoist Yuqing would ask this question, and said frankly: "Are you stronger than Senior Duan? I'm ignorant, I can't see it, and I can't judge it. But I entered the way of swords only to pursue the strongest Dao, it has nothing to do with people."

Reverend Yuqing nodded, and asked again: "Since that's the case, I didn't grant you the immortal road, let alone give you all kinds of benefits. Do you think you can become the strongest person under my sect?"

"Success or failure depends on myself. I would like to worship my predecessors as my teacher, just because you once taught me the mantle. I believe that I can learn the truth from my predecessors!"

Wu Zhang didn't hide anything, and expressed his thoughts.

The sword light flickered in Master Yuqing's eyes, and there was a hint of sharpness leaking out. He said lightly: "If you join my sect, I will give all I have learned in my life. But you have to endure all kinds of pain, and you may die at any time. Worry, so, do you still wish?"

"Disciple is willing!" In just four words, everything was said.

Master Yuqing nodded lightly, and said: "In this way, you will serve as my third disciple, who is also a closed disciple. After returning to the sect, the master will notify the master and preside over the ceremony for you."

"Everything is up to the master!" Wu Zhang showed respect, knelt down and kowtowed in the teacher's salute, and then, amidst the complicated expressions of everyone, walked behind Master Yuqing, greeted Xu Jun, and stood up.

Seeing Wu Zhang worshiping Zixiao Temple, Lu Xiangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that there would be some trouble again, his eyes were fixed on Wu Yue, and he couldn't help but feel a little headache again.

"Wu Yue, who do you want to be your teacher?"

What he said was very level. Lu Xiangsheng didn't say which sect he worshiped, he didn't say who he was a disciple of, but he bluntly said who he worshiped as a teacher, but he secretly helped Wu Yue directly choose a real person to apprentice in the field, which can be regarded as an indirect deception All of you are real ones.

Wu Yue took the silk scarf handed over by Situ Ling, thanked him, and then wiped the blood stains on his face with the silk scarf, making him look less scary, but his face was still stained with blood, just like a cat with a painted face , Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling smiled for a while.

Hearing Lu Xiangsheng's question at this time, Wu Yue was slightly taken aback, and looked around the many real people, Chu Duanchou, Jingyue real person and Zui Taoist looked on indifferently.

The rest of the real people either glared coldly, or looked at him, because they didn't want to accept him, and the disciples who were looking for immortals around them mostly looked at him with pity, such as Feng Lin, who looked contemptuous and disdainful.

Trash is trash after all, even if he reached the peak, no real person would accept him as a disciple.

"Thanks to the great love of the general, but, Wu Yue is a useless person with a hundred years of bones. Since he can't cultivate immortality, why force him to be immortal? Let me go down the mountain and return to my hometown, Yuhunshan Village!"

Wu Yue shook his head, clasped his hands and cupped his fists, doing the courtesy of Jianghu, his words were a bit desolate, but he politely declined Lu Xiangsheng's kindness.

Nodding silently, Lu Xiangsheng gave Wu Yue a somewhat complicated look, and sighed: "Everyone has their own fate. If you don't want to, I won't force it. Whatever, let's go down the mountain."

(End of this chapter)