The little girl nodded anxiously and said, "He is Xuan'er's father. Can Master Patriarch spare him?"
Tianlu on the side kicked the woman he was stepping on away and snorted coldly: "This woman is Xuan'er's sister, and she wants to strip Xuan'er naked and hang her up. If we hadn't arrived, Xuan'er would have been miserable.
Already."
Tianlu kicked out with anger, and the woman screamed in agony, which was so heartbreaking that it only made the middle-aged man worried. He wanted to move, but was suppressed by the aura of being tortured and released. He couldn't even speak.
Neither can be done.
Xiao Zhan frowned and looked at the little girl who looked like the moon in front of him. He couldn't help feeling pity. He knelt down and said softly: "Don't your father like you?"
Xuan'er glanced at the middle-aged man timidly, and said weakly: "Xuan'er has not been able to practice since she was a child, and she doesn't like her father. Her mother died early, and no one will love Xuan'er."
Xiao Zhan took a fixed look at the little girl, but nodded and said: "The meridians are congenitally damaged, it's not a big deal. I intend to teach you swordsmanship. I wonder if Xuan'er is willing to learn it?"
Xuan'er's eyes widened and she asked, "Can Xuan'er also learn to sword?"
Xiao Zhan nodded and said: "It's not a big deal if the meridians are congenitally damaged. Grandmaster knows a lot of swordsmanship, and he can easily find a lot of swordsmanship suitable for Xuan'er. For example, the "Questioning Sword Record",
It was created by Master Ancestor's master, and it is specially suitable for those whose meridians are congenitally damaged and cannot practice. After practicing, Xuan'er will definitely become a master like Ancestor Ren Yao in the future."
Before Xuan'er could speak, Ren Xing on the side said: "Uncle Master, this is not appropriate, is it?"
Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh, what's the problem?"
Ren Xing glanced at Xuan'er, who was very timid, and said: "The identity of my great-uncle is there, and the "Questioning Sword Record" was created by my great-grandfather. How can outsiders learn this unparalleled swordsmanship?"
Xiao Zhan sneered and said: "Master Patriarch, I am happy. I can pass it on to whomever I like, and none of you can care about it."
After saying that, she ignored him and touched Xuan'er's little head and said, "Xuan'er, are you willing to be the registered disciple of the Grand Master and learn the sword from the Grand Master?"
Xuan'er's little face was full of enthusiasm, but she still timidly glanced at the kneeling middle-aged man, then turned to look at Ren Xing and said: "Master, can Xuan'er learn the sword from the ancestor?"
Ren Xing smiled bitterly to himself. How could he say no? He looked at Xiao Zhan and said hesitantly: "Uncle Master, after all, your identity is there. You are far different from Xuan'er. Let her be your named disciple and learn from you.
Sword, isn't this generation in chaos?"
Xiao Zhan sneered and said: "I have accepted Xuan'er as a registered disciple today. If she succeeds in her studies in the future, she will become my disciple. As for seniority, that is something you should worry about."
Ren Xing sighed, nodded and said: "Although I am only a registered disciple, this matter should not be taken too lightly. The disciple will make arrangements now so that Xuan'er can become a disciple in full glory. As long as Xuan'er becomes the registered disciple of my uncle, from now on
No one in the door will dare to bully her." At this point, he glared at the middle-aged man fiercely and shouted: "Why are you still kneeling? As a father, why don't you thank the ancestor for Xuan'er quickly?
!”
The middle-aged man hurriedly kowtowed to Xiao Zhan to thank him and said, "I thank my ancestor for accepting my daughter as my disciple."
Xiao Zhan snorted coldly and said: "Xuan'er will be my registered disciple from now on. If you hear someone bullying her, don't blame me, the patriarch, for turning his back on others."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "It's because the disciples were incompetent in discipline and indulged Xiu'er too much, so that she bullied her own sister. But don't worry, Grandmaster, no one will dare to bully Xuan'er in the future."
Xiao Zhan snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. He looked at Xuan'er and said with a smile: "Let's go back to Zuiyuxuan with my master. During this time, my master will teach you the swordsmanship."
Xuan'er's little face was full of happiness, and she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Disciple Xuan'er, I kowtow to my ancestor. Thank you for your mercy."
Tian Mi on the side laughed and said: "What is the ancestor? Xuan'er should change her name and call him master."
Xuan'er was very obedient and said hurriedly: "Disciple Xuan'er pays homage to the master."
Xiao Zhan waved his hand, lifted Xuan'er up, then grabbed her little hand and went to Zui Yuxuan.
After watching Xiao Zhan and his party leave, Ren Xing breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the people watching, and said in a deep voice: "Let's all disperse."
The headmaster spoke personally. It was originally a scene for a large group of people, and they were almost gone as soon as they became familiar with each other. At this time, Ren Xing turned to look at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face, and waved his hand to signal to the woman who was beaten so badly
After being taken away, he snorted coldly: "This is all a good thing you did. I've totally embarrassed you with my face!"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "It's all the disciples who have failed to discipline themselves well, which has brought the sect leader to a fault."
Ren Xing snorted coldly: "That girl Lian'er is so outrageous. Xuan'er's mother has passed away, and she can't even tolerate a little girl. And you don't care how you behave as a man."
He is your daughter, how can he be so partial!"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "Master, you don't know that Lian'er is very willful and the disciples can't control her." At this point, he said with a tangled look: "Master, Xuan'er is now an ancestor.
Master’s disciple, how should that disciple treat her in the future?”
Ren Xing sneered and said, "That's your business, I have nothing to do with it."
The middle-aged man said solemnly: "Don't worry, Master, I will handle this matter well."
Ren Xing waved his hand and signaled him to get up and then said: "This can be regarded as the creation of that girl Xuan'er. The ancestor's "Question of Swords" is an unparalleled skill. If you practice it to the fullest, you can exert a force that is 1,800 times stronger."
Come on, Xuan'er's future in learning secondary sword skills is limitless. As for Lian'er, I will talk to her. As a wife and mother, it's not good to be so jealous."
Having said this, Ren Xing suddenly frowned and said, "You were injured, and your mind was severely damaged?"
The middle-aged man said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, the master arrived in time. If the master really takes action, the disciples may not be spared."
Ren Xing came in such a hurry just now that he didn't see the scene of Xiao Zhan swallowing his sword, so he couldn't help but frown and said: "You can be considered a master of the ultimate virtual martial arts realm. It may not be difficult for a warrior of the same level to defeat you, but it will take a long time."
It’s not easy to hurt you. Is my uncle really that powerful? He could hurt you like this in just one encounter?”
The middle-aged man said with a solemn expression: "I don't know how powerful my ancestor is, but as soon as I met him, the disciple's sword was..." When he said this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Ren Xing said angrily: "Why are you hesitating? What's going on?"
The middle-aged man said with a shocked look: "The Patriarch swallowed the disciple's fairy sword in one gulp, and the disciple had no intention of resisting from the beginning to the end. This is too terrible. The disciple is also well-informed.
But he is still the one who can swallow someone else’s fairy sword alive when he meets an enemy for the first time.”
"have eaten?"
Ren Xing was extremely surprised, but soon something moved in his mind, and he suddenly thought of the news that had come not long ago, that nearly one-tenth of the fairy swords were suddenly missing from the arsenal, and he couldn't help but secretly thought: "You won't let all the ancestors eat it, right?"
He shook his head. Although Ren Xing felt incredible about his guess, he never thought about asking Xiao Zhan to spit out all the immortal swords he had eaten. The Sword Sect pays great attention to seniority. Although he is the leader, he still
Wherever Xiao Zhan's identity is, if he dares to be dissatisfied, a group of indifferent elders in the sect may come to him for lectures one day.
"Okay, you, as the father, will be responsible for Xuan'er's apprenticeship. You should handle it beautifully. If my uncle is not satisfied, I won't be able to protect you."
Sighing, Ren Xing said nothing more, waved his hand, and disappeared.
The middle-aged man also sighed. It was a good thing for him as a father that Xuan'er could become Xiao Zhan's registered disciple. However, when he thought of another daughter who was beaten horribly, he felt a headache. Thinking of Xiao Zhan
Zhan swallowed the fairy sword that was connected to his mind in one swoop. The middle-aged man shuddered for no reason. Suddenly he felt that it was time to discipline his daughter. Fortunately, the master came forward this time, but maybe next time
His luck was not so good. Thinking of this, the middle-aged man left quickly, leaving only Ren Xin and the five people who had been peeking not far away.
At this time, Ren Xin had a tangled look on her face, and she could only hear her muttering: "Damn it, this little girl actually became that guy's disciple. Even if she is just a registered disciple, she will probably be able to walk away from the Sword Sect in the future.
Why didn't Grandmaster accept me back then? Is it really because of my outstanding talent?"
Jian Yi on the side laughed and said: "Master Ren Yao, there is no need to think about it, sister Xin'er, but this master still has a chance. If he cannot become a second-generation disciple, it will be the same as becoming a third-generation disciple. I heard that there is someone among the Supreme Elders.
As a third-generation disciple, by then Junior Sister Xin'er will be able to sit on an equal footing with the Supreme Elder, and walking sideways will no longer be a problem."
Ren Xin's eyes lit up and she said happily: "Listening to what you said, it seems that being a third-generation disciple is not bad."
Jianren on the side was surprised and said: "Junior sister Xin'er, you don't take it seriously, do you?"
Ren Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Why not? As long as I can be a third-generation disciple, I, Ren Xin, will give it my all!"
Jianren smiled bitterly and said: "But Grandmaster is younger than you and me in terms of age. Isn't it too much to ask her to be my disciple?"
Ren Xin hummed: "In our sword sect, we only look at seniority, not age. Who cares about your age? And don't you think the sword-swallowing move done by the ancestor just now is very powerful? In my opinion, it is so handsome."
Remember when we went to the arsenal just now, why the fairy sword was empty of the boss? I think most of it was eaten by the ancestor."
Handsome?
The four swords looked at each other, and a picture emerged in their minds, that is, the charming Ren Xin opened her mouth and swallowed the sword. As soon as the picture appeared, the four of them shuddered, and they subconsciously pulled together with Ren Xin.
They opened a little distance, as if they were afraid that she would suddenly burst out and swallow them alive!