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Chapter 454 Old things

Tianyu Zhenren is his master and a genius when he was young. He and the master of the sect are brothers. They are both personal disciples of the previous sect and are older than the master of the sect.

Therefore, when Tianyu Zhenren was young, he was not inferior to the head sect's real person in terms of strength, talent and status. Not only was he not bad, but he even had prestige than the head sect's real person because of his older age.

Such a person is almost a surefire candidate for the future leader. At that time, even the master of the sect was not as good as him. But what is surprising is that when the previous leader was in an accident, the next leader appointed by him and the Supreme Elder Group was not Tianyu Zhenren, but the real person of Zanggua.

Zhenren Tianyu suffered a considerable blow and his will was depressed for a long time. If it were just like this, it would be fine. A genius like Zhenren Tianyu, after a long time, would definitely be able to adjust slowly. Unfortunately, during this period, he made a mistake in his cultivation and almost died of devils. He finally saved him.

After that, Tianyu Zhenren became like this, not alive and never died. He himself completely gave up on himself, and over the years he has been living in simplicity and has not even revealed his face. So many true disciples and inner disciples did not even know that there is such a person in the sect. If he had not had the experience of "rebirth", he would not have known about Tianyu Zhenren.

This is the grudges and revenge of the previous generation, and it is also a great regret for them in Guizang Jiange over the years. If this had not happened, with the talent of Tianyu Zhenren, he would probably have been a master of the Yuanming period now.

In this way, they would have two masters from the Ming Dynasty in Guizang Sword Pavilion, and would not be so passive in the future war.

Tianyu Zhenren looked at Song Mingting with a turbid gaze. He looked too old. The Zanggua Zhenren, who was not a few years younger than him, still looked like he was in the year of fighting, but he was already completely old.

"Are you?" Tianyu Zhenren was a little confused. When Tianyu Zhenren got into trouble, Song Mingting had not been born yet, and after that, Tianyu Zhenren did not show up, so it was normal for him not to know Song Mingting.

"Disciple Song Mingting is the three disciples of Ji Ji Zhenren." Song Mingting replied.

Tianyu Zhenren suddenly felt something and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I haven't gone out for a long time and I don't recognize anyone." Although he encountered a disaster and lived in simplicity, he did not develop any strange temper because of this. On the contrary, he was very amiable.

"Where are you going?"

"Refined Hall."

"Since that's the case, then go quickly."

"Disciple leaves."

Tianyu Zhenren slowly climbed down the stairs and quickly disappeared from Song Mingting's sight. Song Mingting looked at Tianyu Zhenren's disappearing back and sighed.

If possible, he really wanted to help Tianyu Zhenren get rid of chronic diseases and be reborn in Nirvana. Unfortunately, the situation of Tianyu Zhenren is not something that can be cured by ordinary magic or treasures of heaven and earth. Death Soul Stone and Wannian Warm Jade are of great level.

But the injuries of Tianyu Zhenren were different from the Supreme Elder who was on the verge of petrification. The stubborn disease of that Supreme Elder lies in his physical body, while the injuries of Tianyu Zhenren lies in his soul. The dead soul and the ten thousand-year-old warm jade can make the Supreme Elder "rejuvenate" but cannot make Tianyu Zhenren "resurrect".

Therefore, if Tianyu Zhenren wants to recover, he must prescribe the right medicine, and the materials must be the rare treasures of the world at the level of Death Soul Stone and Wannian Warm Jade.

But where are the treasures of heaven and earth of the Dead Soul Stone and Wannian Warm Jade so good? They had already had a great fortune before they could get the Dead Soul Stone and Wannian Warm Jade. They wanted to get the same level of heaven and earth treasures, and they just happened to cure the real person of Tianyu? They thought it was too beautiful, right?

Anyway, he searched through his memories for more than a hundred years and did not find any clues that might help Tianyu Zhenren recover from his injuries.

If it were that simple, the sect had helped Tianyu Zhenren recover from his injuries. How could it be delayed for decades? Although he had more than a hundred years of prophet memory, he was still far inferior to the entire sect.

So I can only hope for an adventure in the future, just like getting the Dead Soul Stone and the Ten Thousand Years of Warm Jade. Song Mingting thought in his mind, then raised his foot and continued to walk forward.

Although hope is slim.

Soon, Song Mingting came to the front of the ancestor pavilion. A figure flashed and two Supreme Elders appeared out of thin air. They were not surprised when they saw Song Mingting, and said with a smile: "I want to enter the Jingjing Hall again to practice?" Song Mingting had already entered the Jingjing Hall twice, and the Supreme Elder who guarded the pavilion had already known him.

"Yes." Song Mingting replied with a smile, handing over his sword.

"No, you just broke through to the merging moon phase some time ago, why did you break through again so quickly?" One of the Supreme Elders took the sword card and remembered something. After a "huh", he asked.

Without waiting for Song Mingting to answer, he continued, "Is it because of the breakthrough of magic? Is it the Bichao sword energy or the Breaking Xuyoulong?" While symbolically checking the sword plate, he handed it back to Song Mingting.

"It's the sword energy of the destiny."

"Native sword energy?"

This time, the two Supreme Elders were really shocked. Although the natal sword energy is easier to practice because of natal spell, it is not much easier. Especially Song Mingting's natal sword energy is still at the near-level level, which is even more difficult.

Song Mingting used Guizang's natural wonders to upgrade his natal sword energy to the third level two years ago. In the eyes of the two, it would be good for Song Mingting to consolidate the first three levels in just two years. He never expected that he had almost finished practicing the third level.

"Yes, the disciple's natal sword energy is about to break through."

"Okay! Not bad! It's really good!" After the two Supreme Elders were surprised, they said happily.

The juniors in the sect have excellent talent and their cultivation progress is astonishingly fast, so they naturally have only surprises and comforts.

"Get in quickly."

"yes."

Song Mingting passed by two Supreme Elders and walked into the Ancestor Pavilion.

The meditation hall still had the same appearance that lasted for thousands of years. As Song Mingting sat cross-legged, in the skylight on the roof, two wisps of black and white were naturally beautiful. The mysterious energy floated down. Soon, a illusion color lit up in the stone chamber.

Song Mingting closed his eyes and began to use his mind method. A mysterious aura appeared on him. After a while, plaques of white gold feathers suddenly drifted down from the void around him. The sound of a phoenix sounded. Song Mingting opened his mouth and the white swan sword energy flew out of his mouth.

Like the previous time, after the white swan sword energy appeared, the colorful lights around seemed to have found a target, and rushed towards the white swan sword energy, and the gorgeous and psychedelic light penetrated into the white swan sword energy.

The surroundings seemed to be still, and the sword energy of the white swan suddenly trembled, and the white gold feathers floating around suddenly changed, and the white gold turned silver-gray. Straws of silver-gray sword energy flew out, and the surroundings were suddenly immersed in a dim color, like the rain in summer evening, like the water in dusk, full of the smell of old times.
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