A few days passed by, and the time for the duel was approaching.
Yanjing, Baiyun Temple!
Also known as: Tianchangguan.
This place is the ancestral home of the Quanzhen lineage of Taoism, and enjoys the reputation of being the first jungle in Quanzhen.
In ancient times, Xuanzong built this temple to worship Taoism and Laozi.
This time, the battle between Gu Wu Qi and Ye Feng was held in a third-party Taoist house to show fairness and impartiality.
In the Eight Immortals Palace.
An old Taoist with white beard and hair was meditating and practicing without any distractions.
This person is none other than the current temple owner of Baiyun Temple, Lu Daoxuan.
"Guanzhu."
At this time, a little Taoist boy came to the main hall to report.
"The Gu Wuning family would like to see you."
After a long while, the old Taoist replied: "Please!"
Soon, the head of the Ning family came to visit him in person.
"Mr. Lu, you're welcome!" A energetic old man said hello as soon as he entered the hall.
"Mr. Ning, how are you always?" Lu Daoxuan also stood up and returned the greeting.
Afterwards, watching tea, the two parties took their seats respectively.
After some polite remarks, Lu Daoxuan asked straight to the point: "Mr. Ning, if you have nothing to do, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall."
"Today your duel venue is located in my Baiyun Temple. Why did you come to visit so early?"
"If you have something to say, you might as well just say it!"
When Mr. Ning heard this, his face changed slightly, and he looked like he was heartbroken, "Mr. Lu! You don't know something!"
"That boy named Ye, who killed my clan members, is my direct grandson. If we don't avenge this, how can we, the Ning family, have any dignity to show to others?"
"Ancient martial arts cannot be insulted. This is a rule between us and the secular world. Now that boy has bullied me too much! Our Ning family has to live and die with him!"
After explaining the whole story, Mr. Ning looked at Lu Daoxuan again, as if he wanted to see his reaction.
"When is the time to retaliate?" Lu Daoxuan said, "In that case, today's grudges will be wiped out once and for all after the duel!"
Hearing this, Mr. Ning paused, frowned, and felt suspicious.
I don’t know if Lu Daoxuan really didn’t understand what he meant, or was he deliberately pretending to be confused?
"Mr. Ning, why don't you just say it if you have something to say?"
Lu Daoxuan looked at each other and seemed to see the confusion in the other person's eyes, and said bluntly.
"I have been practicing Taoism for many years, and I am no longer interested in delving into all the grudges and grievances in the world."
Mr. Ning sighed again and said: "The duel with this son later will be determined by victory or defeat, as well as life and death! One of our Ning family and this son will definitely not be able to get out of the ring!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!" Lu Daoxuan also sighed, "Why bother, Mr. Ning?"
Ning Lao gritted his teeth and said: "Master Lu, I only have one thing to ask for!"
"Please speak." Lu Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes.
Mr. Ning continued: "That is, in the duel later, since Gui Guan is the referee, he hopes to turn a blind eye."
"If anyone among our seven clans defeats that kid and kills him, please don't stop him."
Hearing this, Lu Daoxuan suddenly fell silent.
Silent for a long while.
Mr. Ning suddenly laughed again and said, "Look at me, I'm so busy talking that I almost forgot about the real thing!"
"It's less serious than fighting. I came here this time to bring you a small gift, and I hope you'll accept it."
As he spoke, Mr. Ning took off the sword he was carrying on his back.
He slowly opened the cloth bag and presented it in the main hall.
Suddenly the light shines everywhere!
Even Lu Daoxuan's slightly narrowed eyes couldn't help but suddenly widen, showing a slight look of shock.
"Chixiao!?"
"This is the Red Sky Sword!?"
"Guanzhu Lu is indeed very knowledgeable!"
Ning Lao smiled and praised.
"Yes! This sword is exactly: Chixiao!"
"It was the great ancestor who killed the white snake and achieved immortality with this sword!"
Look at this sword again. It is three feet long, the whole body is red, the blade is covered with frost and snow, and it is decorated with Liucai, Jiuhua, and the cold light is threatening!
Lu Daoxuan stroked the sword lightly and couldn't help but praise: "What a sword! What a sword!"
This is one of the ten famous swords in ancient times. It is also the treasure of the Ning family.
"Whose hand did you take this sword from?" Lu Daoxuan suddenly lowered his voice and asked.
"That's right!" Mr. Ning didn't hide it. "Our Ning family was lucky enough to capture this sword back then and it became a family treasure. It's a pity that after so many years, no one in the family can control this sword!"
Although the Ning family had a sword, they wasted it so no one could use it and it could only be used as a decoration.
So this time, I simply did a favor and gave it to Baiyun Temple, which can be regarded as helping the family to attract a strong foreign aid.
"This is the sword of a king. It is something that only one person can control!" Lu Daoxuan touched it again and again lovingly, then slowly put it down, "How can an old man keep such a sword as his own if he has no merit and no reward?"
Mr. Ning took the initiative to push the sword over, "As the saying goes, make the best use of everything!"
"This sword is known as Sword Mengchen in our Ning family, but in the hands of Guanzhu Lu, it can exert its original power!"
"We, the Ning family, have admired Baiyun Temple for a long time and want to form an alliance with it. Please accept this sword and do not let me down."
Lu Daoxuan looked at the sword and then at the person.
Then he waved his hand gently, his sleeve brushed the sword, and suddenly the table was spotless.
People go to Jiankong!
Above the main hall, only Lu Daoxuan's voice was left, echoing for a long time.
"I accept your wishes. I won't do it again!" This chapter has been completed!
