Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Before dawn, many disciples and monks gathered together. Under the leadership of the team leader monk, they separated and gathered at the foot of Xuanxie Peak.

Xuanxie Peak is located on the east side of Zuowang Peak and the west side of Jueding Peak. There is a hall on it, named Xuanxie Hall.

This Xuanxie hall is majestic and magnificent, and there is a great power in the hall to display magical powers and expand space.No matter how many monks enter, it can be accommodated.

It's just that this supernatural power consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual power, so Xuanxie hall will only be opened on major festivals, such as martial arts performances and the meeting of the whole sect.

When it was dawn, there were monks flying up with their swords one by one, in an orderly manner.

Among them, a young monk couldn't hide his joy, and whispered to the male monk in front of him:

"Brother, after entering the Xuanxie Hall, we will go to look for the Immortal Pu Zhizhang. This Immortal has a gentle temperament and is good as a teacher. He is not only the one who is most willing to accept disciples among the several Immortals, but also every one of them is accepted by him. All the monks under his command can get his guidance."

The male cultivator in front said: "What my brother said has merit. However, since Mr. Pu Zhizhang's reputation is widely spread, the other brothers and sisters probably agree with me. At that time, Mr. Pu Zhizhang's direction will be overcrowded. If you want to stand out , it is even more difficult. Moreover, Pu Zhizhang Xianjun has too many disciples, although everyone can get guidance, but Xianjun's energy is limited, and if it is divided, the time for teaching falls on individual heads is much less."

The young monk agreed deeply, and nodded: "It is so-called that if there is a gain, there must be a loss, of course."

"Well. Junior brother, if you don't consider other factors, which immortal monarch do you most want to worship?"

"Me? I admire Xianjun Feng Zhaoming the most. He is powerful in combat and has a good character. Before Fengxianjun was busy looking for the legacy of the fairy master, he never accepted disciples. Now that he has finally found the young master, Fengxianjun can finally relax. , I don’t know if we will recruit more disciples this year.”

"That's right, junior brother majors in the way of swordsmanship, and the way of fighting will includes the way of swordsmanship. It would be a great blessing to be taught by Lord Feng."

"What about you, brother?"

"I admire Xianjun Diaozhuo even more. Although it is rumored that he has a violent personality and is vicious towards people. However, he is in charge of the Xianghe Peak, which is dedicated to torture. No matter how difficult the enemy is, he can pry his mouth open. He is upright , Working tirelessly, such hard work, only Immortal Diaozhuo is willing to do it. Immortal Diaozhuo has made a lot of contributions to Xianzong, such a diligent attitude, I really admire it."

"Shun Zhong Xianjun is also very good. He has strict conditions for accepting apprentices. He not only considers aptitude, but also considers the disciple's character. Once he is accepted as a disciple, he will work hard and devote himself to cultivating him. It's just that he majors in medicine, which is different from my cultivation. Contrary, not for me."

"And that fairy..."

The two disciples talked in a low voice and gradually flew away.

All the disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect gathered in Xuanxie Hall.

After a while, I heard someone say loudly:

"The Clumsy Immortal has arrived—"

A gust of cold wind blew from the entrance of Xuanxie Hall, all the monks shook their heads and looked back.

Then I saw a monk in silver robes with a majestic face and a serious look.The silver-robed cultivator hung a hexagonal snowflake token on his waist, step by step, clang clang, as hard as steel, and walked towards the column of the Immortal Monarch.

"This is the Diaozhuo Xianjun who is in charge of Xianghe Peak!"

"He is very good at extracting confessions from prisoners. No matter how stubborn the criminals are, they will be defeated in front of him."

"Xianjun is tough, you have to be careful, don't provoke him."

"..."

Each of the disciples can either hear their voices through their ears, or talk in a very soft voice, but there are so many disciples, and when they are connected together, the Xuanxie Hall is buzzing loudly.

But soon, another fairy entered the arena. His majestic spiritual power caused all the disciples to shut up at the same time and look at the gate in astonishment.

Then I saw a monk in a red and white robe, handsome in appearance, extremely cold in temperament, and solemn in face.

The eyebrows on the face are vermilion, like a half-faced yin-yang fish.

Its movement is high, like the sun and menstruation passing through the sky, and its stillness is like a river moving on the ground.

The vast spiritual pressure, like a mountain, like a tsunami, is unstoppable, sweeping all directions.

This red-robed monk walked slowly, his clothes fluttered, his expression was still, and he looked like a fairy.

The sound transmission disciple was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and said loudly:

"Immortal Feng Zhaoming has arrived—"

Many disciples saw Feng Zhaoming for the first time, and were overwhelmed by the demeanor of the Immortal Sovereign, and murmured: "Is this the most powerful Immortal Feng Zhaoming in Zhengwuzhou?"

"No wonder Feng Jun enjoys such a great reputation."

"Seeing you today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

At this moment, a refined man stepped into the Xuanxie Hall leisurely, side by side with another tall monk.

Both of them were dressed in apricot yellow robes.

One of them said softly: "Feng Jun, Xian Jun Diao Zhuo, you came early."

It was Pu Zhizhang, the immortal king.

Not long after, eight immortals entered the hall one after another.

In the Xuanxie Hall, someone was talking in a low voice, and there was a constant hum.

At this point, however, all conversations ended spontaneously.

The disciples present straightened their waists and looked in a certain direction at the same time.

We all know that in a short time, the three immortals will be born in the Immortal Hall and moved to the Xuanxie Hall.

Qingyang Immortal, Baizang Immortal, Xuanying Immortal.

In addition to the deceased Immortal Lord Dongkun, these four legendary monks who once left a deep impression on Zhengwuzhou will appear here, select outstanding juniors, and pass them on from generation to generation...

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, nine tunes and eight passes.

Jiuqubaguan is located at the junction of the second and third stages of Optimus Pillar.Miasma is lingering here all the year round, and the terrain is complicated. Ordinary monks will get lost soon if they enter it.Therefore, when low-level monks see the entrance of Jiuqubaguan from a distance, they should leave quickly and not enter.

In this labyrinth-like nine bends and eight passes with complex terrain, there is a wooden house, built in a hidden place, so simple and inconspicuous as if it blends into the heaven and the earth.

There are three monks in this cabin.

A female nun in a white robe and a little girl with red braids.

There was also a young monk lying on the bed, talking vaguely.

The young monk was trembling all over, and a blue light flashed faintly in his throat, like a dragon and a tree.

A layer of frost formed on the skin all over his body, and a chill radiated from his lungs.

It was clearly still summer at this time, but all the pillars in the wooden house were icy from the astonishing coldness.

The little girl with the red string on her head shuddered and said, "Master, save brother Lin quickly."

"Pei'er, you don't know, this Lin Zichu..." The slender woman in white robe sighed, and said, "This kid is so stupid, he... he actually gave that thing to others, don't you know, this is Is it fatal?"

The little girl said anxiously: "Master! Master, don't sigh, think of a way!"

"I have used silver needles to seal the violent spiritual power in his body, but the effect of stopping it is very small, and it cannot resist the upward movement of his pulse points." The white-robed female cultivator frowned and said: "...Just this time, his pulse points will go up." Where did it move to? If it is too high, I am afraid that this child will not live for long... unless... unless that person makes a move..."

The little girl let out an 'ah' and turned to look at Lin Zichu.

He saw this person's complexion was as pale as paper, trembling all over, as if he was enduring endless torture.

He kept saying something in his mouth.

She leaned forward to listen carefully.

I heard two words vaguely, but they were not so clear.

It's like 'Ah Ching' or something.

The sun was setting and the night was getting dark.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

Most of the young disciples of Zhengyang Xianzong entered the room to meditate cross-legged. Only the monks who needed to patrol at night, with long swords on their backs, gathered together in twos and threes, preparing to patrol around the sect.

A young male cultivator couldn't hide his excitement, and said to the senior brother beside him:

"Brother, even though I was not favored by Xianjun and became a core disciple, it was still an eye-opener."

The monk known as senior brother nodded and said: "The monks who rank among the immortals and emperors are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, peerless heroes, being able to talk and get along with them will be very beneficial to the two of us in our future practice. "

"What's even more exciting is that being able to see the little fairy master's apprenticeship ceremony today is really exciting."

"That's right, the little fairy master is still young, but his expression is calm, neither humble nor overbearing, quite like the old Dongkun fairy master. Given time, he will be able to break out of his own world."

"Feng Xianjun is even more extraordinary. His every move is so elegant, like a nobleman."

"The ceremony of apprenticeship that Feng Xianjun gave to the little fairy master is also amazing."

The young monk said: "Brother, I only sensed the overwhelming spiritual power contained in that gift, but I don't know what it is?"

The elder monk said patiently: "Brother, have you heard of the 'Taifu Queyan' fairy sword?"

"Ah!" The younger brother couldn't help shouting, and said: "Could it be... Could it be that the senior brother is talking about the Taifuqueyan Immortal Sword, which ranks first in the world's strange sword list?"

"No, there is no 'Taifu Queyan' fairy sword in this world, it's just a legend. But junior brother, have you heard of Cultivator Chen of the Kaiyuan Sword Sect? I see the apprentice Feng Zhaoming sent to the little fairy master today Li is a sword embryo that has not yet begun to strike, and that sword embryo is probably..."

According to legend, there is a fairy sword that ranks first in the list of Zhengwuzhou fairy swords.

It is even stronger than the Nine Questions Immortal Sword in the hands of Immortal Feng Zhaoming.

This sword was cast with the blood of Queyan and the scales of Fulong as the core, mixed with extremely strong fine iron.

Since Que Yanxue and Fulong Scale are gods with powerful spiritual power, any thing dissolved in the sword would be unbearable for the sword itself.

For tens of thousands of years in Zhengwuzhou, no one has discovered the whereabouts of the "Taifu Queyan" sword, and naturally no one can make the sword recognize its owner.

So the monks said that there is no such thing in the world.The legendary 'Taifu Queyan', which ranks first in the list of strange swords, is probably just a whimsical monk's fantasy. After all, it is really unimaginable to integrate Queyan and Fulong into one.

But there are also people who say, if Taifu Quyan is really an idea, why do monks always mention its name when they mention the ranking of fairy swords?

Thousands of years ago, there was a monk surnamed Chen in Kaiyuan Sword Sect who was very talented in sword casting. He was arrogant and threatened that he would "make the best sword in the world".

Another monk smiled and said, "The number one fairy sword in the world is of course the Taifu Queyan Sword, but I wonder if you can forge it?"

The orthodox monk drank the fairy wine like a scorpion, and after three days of being drunk, he left a letter in the Kaiyuan Sword Sect. , The method of subduing the dragon scales.

This time, I don't know how many years have passed.

Some people said that Cultivator Chen had already passed away, and his cultivation level was not high before his death, and he was poor.

Some people also said that the reason why his cultivation was not high was that he put all his thoughts on casting swords. Although he passed away, he left behind the basic idea of ​​casting the "Taifu Queyan" fairy sword.

After Xiushi Chen passed away for more than a hundred years, the Kaiyuan Sword Sect has grown from a small and inconspicuous sect to a powerful sword sect that can be counted as one of the best. At this time, the Kaiyuan Sword Sect released the news.It turned out that Xiushi Chen really had the idea of ​​making a sword of Taifu Queyan Immortal Sword, and used his peerless supernatural powers to forge the sword embryo.

Once this sword embryo is dripped with Queyan blood and added with Fulong scales, it can be practiced into Taifu Queyan sword.

According to the legend, Zhengwuzhou ranks first in the Legendary Immortal Sword!

As soon as this news was released, it set off a stormy sea.