Chapter 226 The Sky Burial Sword returns to the sect
"Sky Burial Sword, I brought it... back!"
Xiao Nuo's voice was weak but firm. He looked at Ying Jinhuan with a joyful smile on his face.
When he put the Sky Burial Sword into Ying Jinhuan's hand, Xiao Nuo seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and he collapsed weakly.
Ying Jinhuan quickly held Xiao Nuo's arm, and then hugged Xiao Nuo firmly.
At this moment, Ying Jinhuan's heart was indescribably complicated.
She let Xiao Nuo lean on her body and felt that the Sky Burial Sword in her hand was extremely heavy!
Nine years!
After nine years, the Sky Burial Sword is finally back!
Crystal tears fell from the corners of Ying Jinhuan's eyes, but a happy smile appeared on her face.
She hugged Xiao Nuo's shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Thank you!"
Ying Jinhuan could not describe her mood at this moment in words, but at this moment, she felt that Ying Wuya's will to swordsmanship had been passed down.
Xiao Nuo had never seen the splendor of the Nirvana Palace, and had never witnessed the elegance of the previous palace master, but he had truly integrated into the Nirvana Palace.
He felt the will passed down by Ying Wuya from the seven coffins in the main hall, and also saw with his own eyes the determination of the brothers and sisters to stick to the Nirvana Hall.
Now, as a disciple of Nirvana Hall, Xiao Nuo has fulfilled the long-cherished wishes of all his senior brothers and sisters, and fulfilled the last wish of the previous hall master.
In the eighth visit to the mountain to seize the sword, Xiao Nuo slayed the sword phoenix and seized the heavenly burial. At this moment, he personally returned the "lost dignity" of the Nirvana Palace to Ying Jinhuan's hands.
"Thank you..." Ying Jinhuan had tears in her eyes and a bright smile.
This was the first time in nine years that she smiled.
The people of Nirvana Palace had high hopes for Xiao Nuo, and Xiao Nuo did not disappoint them.
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Piaomiao Sect!
The main peak square that goes straight up the ladder is overcrowded!
Everyone in the five halls is waiting.
Especially for the group of people in the Nirvana Hall, it was simply a huge torment.
Lou Qing, Lan Meng, Chang Qing, Guan Xiang and others were looking forward to it. They could neither sit nor stand, and kept walking up and down the main peak.
In addition to the disciples of each temple, even a group of high-level elders are also waiting for the results of the eighth visit to the mountain to seize the sword.
although
For seven consecutive years, it has always ended in failure, but the popularity of this matter has never decreased.
Some people have a glimmer of hope in the Nirvana Palace.
But more people have the attitude of watching a show.
"Does anyone really think that Nirvana Palace can really take back the Sky Burial Sword?" A mocking voice came from the crowd.
"Do you think it's possible? Is there anyone in Nirvana Palace who can compete with Feng Hanyu, the Phoenix in the Sword?"
"Although they are hostile forces, we have to admit that Feng Hanyu is a rare genius in the Eastern Wasteland for a hundred years. I heard that his cultivation is as high as the ninth level of the Marquis Realm. Looking at the entire Eastern Wasteland, anyone who can match him is
Very few."
"Huh, shut your mouths now! Those people in Nirvana Hall are going to be scared to death!"
"..."
Listening to the discussion on the court, Lou Qing, Chang Qing and others felt even more anxious.
To be honest, although each of them had made the worst plan, when it came to this moment, they were absolutely in agony inside.
"It's all my fault, I should have gone to the Tiangang Sword Sect in advance..." Lou Qing clenched his fists, feeling deep self-blame in his heart.
If he goes directly to the Tiangang Sword Sect, he can buy another year for the Nirvana Palace.
Chang Qing put his hand on Lou Qing's shoulder and said, "Don't think about this. A lot of things can happen in a year. In the next year, the opponent's strength will also increase."
"But..." Lou Qing hesitated and sighed helplessly.
On a high platform on the east side of the main peak square, the group of elders headed by the third elder, as well as several deputy palace masters Mo Huayuan, Lin Ruyin, and Tang Lie were also waiting here.
"I think it's too late for the sect master to go to Tiangang Sword Sect in person..." Lin Ruyin, the deputy master of Taihua Palace, said.
The deputy of Yuanlong Palace, Mo Huayuan, had a serious look on his face. He said in a serious tone, "If Nirvana Palace was disbanded, there wouldn't be so many things. If the sect didn't value his 'holy body' bloodline, it wouldn't bother the sect leader."
Go to Tiangang Sword Sect in person!"
No one refuted Mo Huayuan's complaint.
Before the start of the Mountain Worship and Sword Seizing, the sect had already tried to disband the Nirvana Hall twice in a row. However, the people in the Nirvana Hall were too persistent, so
They can only be allowed to go to the Sword Sect for the eighth time to worship the mountain and seize the sword.
However, facing the powerful Feng Hanyu, no one really dared to have any hope in the Nirvana Palace.
"There are new coffins to be added to the Nirvana Hall!" On the west side of the square, several young men and women stood together.
The person who spoke was a man in black. He had a neutral appearance and rather feminine features. His name was Li Ren, and he was one of the true disciples of the Piaomiao Sect.
"This doesn't seem like a topic worth discussing," another person replied.
"You don't have to be too absolute in everything!" At this time, a gentle voice came, and another true disciple came over. He was shaking a gorgeous folding fan in his hand, and his brows exuded elegance and nobility.
Wen Tao and Wu Lue Xuan returned to Li.
"Huh?" Li Ren looked at Xuan Guili and sneered, "What do you mean, do you think the Nirvana Palace won the Heavenly Burial Sword?"
Xuan Guili smiled and said nothing.
Li Ren was reluctant, "What do you mean by not speaking?"
Xuan Guili said, "If you don't speak, you naturally disagree, but I don't like arguing with others!"
"Ha..." Li Ren smiled jokingly, "You don't want to argue, but you refuted what I said, so... do you want to bet something?"
"Whatever!" Xuan Guili said.
"What are you talking about betting on?" Li Ren looked directly at the other party.
"Hmm..." Xuan Guili thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then let's play it smaller and get one hundred thousand spirit stones, okay?"
As soon as he said this, the others around him looked surprised.
Is one hundred thousand spiritual stones still called small?
Of course, what everyone cares about is not this, but Xuan Guili's real dare to bet.
After all, his title is "Wen Tao Wu Lue". How could his behavior at this moment be so witty?
Li Ren smiled, "Then it's up to you, bet 100,000 spiritual stones!"
He paused and continued, "You will definitely lose this round! I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. As far as I know, Feng Hanyu's real strength is not the eighth or ninth level of the Marquis Realm, but... the King Realm!"
What?
As soon as Li Ren said this, there was quite a stir on the main peak.
"Kingdom Realm? Real or fake?" someone asked.
Li Ren answered affirmatively, "Don't forget that Feng Hanyu, in addition to the Phoenix in the Sword, also
There is another title, Sword King! If you are not as good as the King, how dare you call yourself Sword King?"
On the main peak, there was an uproar!
When Lou Qing, Chang Qing and others heard Li Ren's words, they felt like they had instantly fallen into an ice cave.
The faces of everyone in the Nirvana Hall couldn't help but turn pale!
However, just when the main peak was full of noise and chaos arose, a burst of mist-colored dust suddenly hit from the direction of the ladder...
A cold and extraordinary momentum rushed into the center of the square like a wave.
Everyone was stunned.
The minds of the senior leaders of the Piaomiao Sect also moved.
I saw the dust on the ground stirring, the wind and clouds surging above, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, a arrogant and domineering figure slowly stepped into...
When they saw the person coming, everyone's heartstrings suddenly tightened.
The senior sect members, inner sect disciples, true disciples, and the Nirvana Hall group all had their eyes wide open.
The visitor is none other than Nirvana Hall... Xiao Nuo!
And behind him, there is another slender and beautiful figure, who is the acting master of the Nirvana Palace, Ying Jinhuan!
"Is this?" Li Ren couldn't believe it, "How could it be?"
Are these two people back?
Did they not go to Tiangang Sword Sect at all?
right!
Definitely not going!
Otherwise, he will definitely die in Feng Hanyu's hands.
Li Ren was about to speak and shouted that everyone had been deceived.
But at this moment, a wild and domineering energy was released along with the remaining hostility. On one side of Xiao Nuo's body, a long sword wrapped in white cloth flew out...
"Boohoo!"
The long sword spun seven or eight times in mid-air, and then landed heavily in the middle of the square.
"Bang!"
The tip of the sword fell to the ground, and the strong sword energy shocked all directions. The white cloth wrapped around the sword was also shattered. In an instant, a magnificent and brilliant sword suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes...
"The game of worshiping the mountain and seizing the sword is over!"
Xiao Nuo opened his eyes, showing his coldness and even more scorn!
"Xiao Nuo of Nirvana Palace, today will bring the Heavenly Burial Sword... back to the sect!"