"Direction? What does it mean?" Zhang Daoquan asked hurriedly, and then he realized that he was too selfish. Tian Jizi was seriously injured at this moment, so it was not advisable to speak any more.

"Zhang Zhenren, why not let Master rest for a few days first." Linglongzi helped Tianjizi up and was about to leave.

But after all, this is related to what he wants throughout his life. Zhang Daoquan wants to say something. Tian Jizi just shook his head, frowned, and left without saying a word.

There were only four people I saw in this scene just now, and the rest were all focused on the younger generation of martial arts discussions on the ring. Wei Fu also wanted to ask something, but Tian Jizi was so seriously injured that he had to give him the thought. He quickly arranged a room for Tian Jizi to rest, and also gave someone the best Long Danxiang, just asking Tian Jizi not to have an accident.

Zhang Daoquan was very thoughtful and had no intention of watching Luwu. Even if it was his turn to Yuntai, he would just take a quick glance. What he could not wander in his mind was the word "destiny" in Tianjizi's mouth. What exactly did it mean?

In the room, except for Qiulongzi who was traveling outside, Xuanji Qizi were all present. When he heard that his master was seriously injured, he rushed over immediately, and was too lazy to care about the order of martial arts again.

Tian Jizi's face was gray and his heart was frightened. No matter how good the fragrance of nourishing the gods was, it would be difficult to calm him down.

"Master, you are fine." Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but ask.

"Qingxuan, although you are not as talented as Qiulong's martial arts, nor as exquisite and mysterious methods as Linglong, you are calm and able to cultivate love. As a teacher, I hope you are not only love, but also the senior brothers and younger disciples around you should take care of them." Tian Jizi smiled reluctantly.

"Master, why are you talking about these?" Qing Xuanzi looked at Tian Jizi in surprise. The Master Rufu in front of him seemed to be getting further and further away from him.

"Linglong, your mood has been blocked for a long time, but as a teacher, you know that you are arrogant and unwilling to fall into others, so you will not stop you from cultivating the state of selflessness. But you need to remember that the saints forget their feelings, which is the least inferior to their feelings; the love is the one that is in our lives."

Linglongzi nodded silently and looked at her master with some complexity. Her heart was as clear as a mirror. Tian Jizi's current state could not be hidden from her. She said she was seriously injured. In fact, that game of chess was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, allowing this half-immortal figure to have half of her body and her energy was about to end.

The chessboard is shattered and the chess pieces are scattered, which is the scene of the way of heaven being back. When Tian Jizi said the word "destiny", Linglong knew that his master's deadline was coming.

Every word is in my heart, and every word is like a love. There is only a master in my ear. Tian Jizi's face turned a lot rosy. He told every disciple one by one that the only regret is that Qiu Longzi is not here, but he is also the disciple who doesn't bother him the most.

"Do you still remember the Xuanji Sect Training?" Tian Jizi suddenly asked sternly.

The six people knelt down together, and although their thoughts were mixed, they still said loudly

"The difficulty of saving people, the urgent need for helping others, compassion for their own loneliness, tolerate others' faults, be loyal, filial, and righteous, be sure of your original heart, be sure of humanity, and be sure of ghosts and gods, and then be sure of your own life."

Tian Jizi laughed, waved his sleeves, and an unparalleled dazzling light passed by, with a dazzling light.

More than 60 years ago, Tianwen broke the Zhongshan with a sword, and the Xuanji Gate established its roots in Qingzhou.

Tian Jizi held the Tianwen in his hand, and his momentum rose sharply. He had never seen his master hold a sword for many years. Just like the master of swordsmanship, what about the three swords of heaven, earth and man? So what about the sword master? Although Tian Jizi didn't care about reputation, who dared to say anything less than that?

"Tianwen has been with me for many years, but I am old and no longer as energetic as before. I don't want my old friend to accompany me to the ground, Qingxuan."

"Disciple is here." Qing Xuanzi responded with a little stuttering.

"From today, you will be the leader of Xuanji Sect. Do you have any objections?" Tian Jizi put the sword into the sheath and handed it to Qing Xuanzi. He looked around the six people, but no one answered.

"Master..." Qing Xuanzi did not take the sword, and called out to Master, making Tian Jizi feel mixed. If possible, how could he be willing? But things in the world are unpredictable and God's will is difficult to disobey. God's will, God's question, God's question, but when did God's doubts be resolved?

"Qingxuan! Take the sword!" Tian Jizi did not allow him to refuse and threw Tian Wen out. Qing Xuanzi hurriedly caught the sword in panic. Only then did he realize that Tian Wen in the sword sheath trembled faintly and screamed softly.

This time, it seemed that he had used all his strength in Tian Jizi and fell on the cushion. In a trance, what Qing Xuanzi saw was no longer the middle-aged Tian Jizi, but an old master.

"You go, Qingxuan, please ask Zhenren Zhang to come here tomorrow at noon." Tian Jizi said softly, then closed his eyes and sat quietly, no longer speaking, as if he had changed his seat.

Qing Xuanzi held Tianwen tightly, and it was Zhang Daoquan again. If it weren't for him, the master wouldn't have been like this. He finally glanced at Tian Jizi, carried Tianwen behind his back, turned around and wanted to ask Zhang Daoquan for an explanation.

Linglongzi grabbed Qing Xuanzi and shook his head and said, "Senior brother, don't be impulsive. Master just said you are calm, don't let him down."

"Qing Xuan is not talented, so he is not the position of the sect leader. It is because the master is very proud of it." Qing Xuanzi felt very upset, and the sect leader was not at all happy.

The Xuanji Sect is different from other sects. It has many disciples. The excessively harsh test of accepting disciples every year makes the number of people in the Xuanji Sect add up to only twenty-three. This sect with only thirty-three people is no less inferior to famous sects like Qingyun Sect, Tiancang Sect, and Zangjian Villa. There is no power dispute, just like a family member.

"Senior brother, can you know the seven-star life-sustaining method?" Linglongzi asked softly.

"That's the forbidden law in the library. It's absolutely necessary. You must not use it. Junior sister..." Qing Xuanzi looked at Linglongzi in surprise.

"The master's deadline is coming, isn't this a last resort?" Linglongzi asked back.

"But since Master doesn't mention it, he has his own reason." Qing Xuanzi was a little hesitant. He tried to find some reasons to refute it, but Linglongzi said it was not necessary at this time. It would be too late to wait until the person died.

"If senior brother insists, then Linglong will never mention it." Linglong sighed and turned around and left. Qing Xuanzi has always been unconventional, and it was expected that he would not agree.

Qing Xuanzi felt indescribable and sighed as she watched Linglongzi leave.

On the ring, it was the second martial arts discussion. The swords and swords were having a lot of fun fighting, but Xiao Shu was quite boring. Instead, Zixin kept pulling him to cheer for Yuntai, as if he regarded Xiao Shu as a friend.

"Luckily I didn't meet you, otherwise I would be hard to even enter the semi-finals." Yuntai wiped the sweat from his forehead. He still won. The two of them stopped and did not mean fighting each other with their lives. After all, they are both the right way, and there is also Xiao Shu, and it is very difficult for the leader, so there is no need to tear the face.

"Yes." Xiao Shu nodded straightforwardly.

"You will die if you are humble!" Zixin shouted dissatisfiedly. She couldn't stand Xiao Shu's attack on Yuntai like this.

"Brother Xiao is telling the truth." Yuntai smiled, not caring at all. However, Zhang Daoquan, who was absent-minded, made him a little worried. He had become like this since his master came back, but he didn't say what had happened.

At this time, Qing Xuanzi walked over with an expressionless face. When he saw Zhang Daoquan, he said calmly, "Zhang Zhenren, Master, please come at noon tomorrow."

But Xiao Shu noticed that Qing Xuanzi had an ancient long sword on his back, and a little sharp look in his eyes. He pinched the long sword at his waist with his hand, pushed out the sword edge one inch, and then took it back. After several rounds and turns, he finally failed to take action.

"It's my fault that affects Tian Jizi." Zhang Daoquan was excited when he heard this, but when he saw Qing Xuanzi carrying the Heavenly Sword, he knew that it was probably a big deal and felt guilty.

"The real person does not need to blame himself. Master often says that the way of heaven has its own fixed numbers, and cause and effect will always reincarnate." Qing Xuanzi said expressionlessly. This matter cannot be entirely blamed on Zhang Daoquan. It was Tian Jizi who forced the deduction of the secrets of heaven and caused the backlash, and he could not stand his own investigation.

Zhang Daoquan was speechless, took out his wine pot and handed it to Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi didn't shirk his responsibilities. He took the wine pot and drank it in one go. The clear wine burned like a ball of fire. He was not good at drinking, but Zhang Daoquan's wine was very strong. Not to mention a pot, he would pour it in one gulp.

"Wine is good wine, but I wonder if the sword of the senior is as strong as this wine?" The drunkenness hit my heart, Qing Xuanzi could no longer suppress the sorrow in his heart. So what about Zhang Daoquan? So what about the Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man? I want to learn it!

"Senior Qing Xuanzi, you're drunk." Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuntai hurried up to smooth things over. But although he didn't know what happened, it seems that something was wrong with his master.

"After drinking this wine, I became sober." Qing Xuanzi felt very clear, but he just wanted to take advantage of the drunkenness to vent the depression in his chest.

"Okay, since you have this intention, I, Zhang Daoquan, should accompany you. It is inconvenient to change here, how about changing another place?" Zhang Daoquan said with a smile, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"where?"

"Mirror Lake."

After the two of them said that, they jumped and flew away, and disappeared in the distance in an instant. Yuntai and Zixin looked at each other and hurriedly followed, afraid that something would happen. Of course, they were not worried about Zhang Daoquan, but because Zhang Daoquan accidentally injured Qing Xuanzi. Then the decades of friendship between Qingyun Sect and Xuanji Sect might be burned.

Xiao Shu rubbed his eyebrows. The next match between the martial arts was him, but he didn't want to miss the duel between these two. He looked at the opponent standing on the ring and walked up slowly amid the continuous summons from the disciples of Tiancang Sect.

"Below..." The other party wanted to be polite and talk about the scene, but was interrupted by Xiao Shu ruthlessly.

“So quickly.”

"What?" The other party couldn't understand what Xiao Shu meant. If they could enter the quarterfinals, they were naturally due to their strength, such as Yuntai or Qin Wuming. People like this were very confident. Even if Xiao Shu performed so well before, they would not give up easily. After all, they were all prides in the sect, so naturally they could not guess. Xiao Shu's words meant to make him admit defeat soon.

"never mind."

Forget it, it has not disappeared from his ears. A scarlet sword aura was slashed down on his head. The elders in the sect below almost sprayed out the tea they had just drunk. Of course, they did not expect their disciples to beat Xiao Shu. It is not a bad thing for the younger generation to suffer some setbacks. Don’t always think that they are invincible in the world every day, but this does not mean that they can accept that their disciples were killed.

The unparalleled sword aura seemed to have substance, and the cold sword intent instantly swallowed the opponent. The sword in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a pound, and he couldn't lift it up at all. He watched the blood dragon roar and pounced towards him.

"I admit defeat!"

Death was right in front of him, and he almost shouted this sentence in a crying voice, shattering it on the arena with his own self-esteem.

The senior in the sect below the stage was about to take action immediately, but the sword aura was approaching, and it was too late. Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, he felt a gust of cold wind whistling by, and he was completely unscathed.

In fact, Xiao Shu didn't plan to really kill him. This sword seemed to be extremely powerful, but in fact the direction was a little different, and it would rub against the opponent's crown and slash into the air. In fact, it was indeed the case.

"Where is your sword between life and death?" Xiao Shu threw down a sentence and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!