Chapter 185 Sword Girl, are you willing to be my disciple?
The wind has become stronger.
The Taoist robe embroidered with silver sea and gold was blown up on Sword Lady's body, outlining her frail body and pale face.
The little hands as delicate as bamboo shoots spoke everything silently, the eyes showed perseverance, and the corners of the mouth showed a hint of satisfaction.
At this moment, heaven and earth were silent.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, their eyes full of shock!
Su Bei put his hands behind his back and looked at everything with a smile. He stepped forward and gently touched Sword Girl's little head and said softly:
"she says."
"The people on the stage are all great people."
The moonlight shone down on those one hundred faces.
They were smiling, with tears staining their faces.
Su Bei looked at the disciples in the Holy Land, facing the Mirror of the Sky, and sighed with regret, then smiled softly, as if he didn't care at all about what Wuhua Que said before.
The corner of his mouth was very gentle, but his eyes were extremely firm, and he said:
"The hundreds of people on the high platform are not the elite disciples of my Sword Sect."
"But, he is the disciple protected by my elite disciple of Sword Sect!"
"Everyone who enters the mountain gate, regardless of their background, is a disciple of my Sword Sect."
"Jian Zong treats everyone equally."
"..."
There was silence, silence, and depression.
then.
Buzz——
Roar of applause!
The applause at this moment was louder, louder, and more enthusiastic than before!
Swish——
Almost everyone under the high platform stood up and looked at the one hundred women on the high platform.
Su Bei's speech was interrupted.
—— was interrupted by thunderous applause.
Bang bang bang bang, the endless applause that had been suppressed for so long seemed to be vented at this moment!
resounded throughout the entire temple!
The disciples on the high platform turned out to be just ordinary disciples of the Sword Sect, and there were even what everyone called trash!!
The disciples of the Peach Blossom Sect looked at the scene in front of them and felt a slight choking deep in their throats. Looking at the figure in the white shirt embroidered with begonias above the sky, their eye circles turned red in disbelief.
The disciples of the Black Mountain Sect cried silently and clapped!
The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain applauded!
The thousands of small sect disciples who had argued with Wuhuaque disciples clapped vigorously!
——Use applause to express their uncontrollable mood at this moment.
Why did you cry suddenly?
Why are you crying?
Why can't I stop crying?
A disciple of the Peach Blossom Sect reached out and touched his eyes gently. The corners of his eyes were uncontrollably wet. He looked at the man above the sky. He just stood there, which really gave people an inexplicable feeling.
.
He is really as he said, he has never pitied the weak, but he has never seen the weak clearly.
Yu Wendu looked deeply at Su Bei on the stage. Under his always stern face, he showed a smile for the first time in a long time. He looked at the female disciples on the high stage and looked at these people who called them trash.
Disciples of ordinary people.
On this high platform, they are more dazzling than many geniuses!
Ji Nanjue stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with a trace of moisture in his eyes. Looking at Jian Zong above the sky, it seemed that he had returned to that cold night again. The woman took her hand and led her
Walk.
Is it that man?
That man named Su Bei?
Ji Nanjue murmured to himself:
"He is really interesting..."
Uproar!
Shock!
The entire temple seemed to be moved by the thunderous applause! The violent applause drowned the entire temple.
How many geniuses are there in the whole world?
The vast majority of people are mediocre people, and perhaps some people are not even considered ordinary people. Even in the temple of hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators, how many monks are there who are not qualified to ascend to the high platform?
How many people in the entire twenty-one states can be considered geniuses?
But if you are not a genius, are you doomed to achieve nothing without dazzling talent? Are you doomed to endure ridicule?
Why does Wuhuaque judge that we are not good enough?
The applause gradually stopped, and everyone looked in the direction of Wuhua Que without any command.
Not long ago, this sect even openly and loudly mocked the Sword Sect and Elder Su.
But Jian Zong has truly done it. As Elder Su said, everyone who enters the mountain is a disciple of Jian Zong, and Jian Zong treats everyone equally...
"Wuhuaque was still mocking the double standard of Jianzong just now..."
"Would such a large sect do such a thing?"
"Apologise to Jian Zong!"
I don't know who or where, but such a voice suddenly came from a corner.
next moment!
A moment.
An instant!
The roaring sound exploded, and a group of ordinary monks, some without talent, and a group of weak sects who were always bullied by the big sects shouted loudly!
When the Taohua Sect was ridiculed by Wuhua Que, who stood up and stood in front of them? It was Elder Su!
When thousands of people were almost punished by the Holy Land, who stood up to intercede for them? It was Elder Su!
The disciples of Taohua Sect stood up and shouted loudly:
"Apologize!"
Thousands of disciples who had disputes with Wuhua Que stood up:
"Apologize!"
Tens of thousands of ordinary monks stood up. The disciples of the Xingyue Sect stood up spontaneously. The disciples of the sect who also had conflicts with Wuhua Que stood up:
"Apologize!"
The sound echoed throughout the entire temple, uniform and lasting.
The shouts are deafening!
Lin Duo looked at Su Bei on the stage with disbelief, his face was gloomy, his eyes were wide open, and his teeth were clenched.
The disciples of Wuhuaque also had angry expressions on their faces, with their faces turning red and white, constantly changing.
In this overwhelming voice, there was actually a silence.
On the elder's stage, Yu Wendu glanced at Wang Tong faintly and said quietly:
"Elder Wang, is there anything else you want to say?"
Wang Tong snorted coldly, but his face turned red instantly.
Lin Duo stood up abruptly and looked at the crowd, his chest heaving violently. How could he, who was half a step into the Tao realm, be accused by hundreds of thousands of people?
For a moment, cold sweat broke out from behind. There were so many sects, even if there were only one or two, there were so many, even if one person spat at the same time, Wuhua Que could be drowned!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lin Duo's expression changed violently, and he flew into the sky, facing Su Bei directly, and roared:
"Su Bei, what do you mean?? Keep a line in everything you do!"
"..."
This move was beyond the scope of what a sect elder should do.
The elders of the Holy Land also looked ugly. This Wuhua Palace violated the order of the Holy Land again and again? If Elder Wang Tong hadn't been here and couldn't save his face, he would have taken it down long ago.
Su Bei protected Sword Girl, whose face turned pale with fright, behind him, looked at Lin Duo and said calmly:
"Su would like to ask, what is the purpose of Wuhuaque provoking my sword sect again and again?"
"My Sword Sect has always been upright in everything we do. What's wrong?"
"Is Wuhuaque afraid of losing its source of students?"
"..."
In the air, there was a tense momentum in an instant.
As Lin Duo's teeth trembled, his voice spread throughout the sky, reaching the entire twenty-one states through the mirror of the sky.
However, he did not reply to Su Bei's question, but said directly:
"Apologise? You, Su Bei, treat everyone equally and respect the weak?"
"Did one of the two disciples you accepted be considered weak by you?"
"Has there ever been a person who was trash in your mouth?"
"In the final analysis, you are just showing off! Is this the Sword Sect?!"
"..."
The angry voices in the temple gradually subsided, and the next moment they turned into all kinds of noisy discussions!
"Bah! Wuhuaque is shameless!"
"Everyone of us sees what Elder Su has done! Are you still making excuses?"
"Apologize!!"
"Is Wuhuaque this kind of sect? I really want to know what philosophy of immortality Wuhuaque has instilled in its disciples?"
"..."
The disciples of the Great Thunder Sound Buddhism couldn't stand it any longer. They clasped their hands and looked at the sky, muttering to themselves:
"lie!"
"..."
The child cultivator of Dao Sect opened his eyes, looked at Lin Duo above the sky, and then gently closed his eyes.
Before, he still regarded this elder as his opponent for this visit to the Immortal Platform, but now, if he had any entanglement with him, he might be at a disadvantage.
Ji Nanjue subconsciously glanced back at Yao Yan, only to find that she was still sitting there without any expression or movement, as inscrutable as ever under the veil.
Sudden.
Figures appeared one after another on the sword sect's high platform.
Wen Renping looked at Lin Duo indifferently, and the aura around him instantly dispersed throughout the entire temple.
The terrifying power unique to Hedao spreads with a sonorous sound!
——The Red Dust Sword has been released.
The sharp sword energy that escaped directly tore a three-inch deep crack on the ground, and this crack continued to extend as Wenren Pingxin moved forward.
The sword energy surged towards Lin Duo above the sky.
Behind him were a group of Jianzong elders, Xi Qingyi, Mo Xingjian, Li Ziyu, Shan Wukue, Shan Wulan...
One sword after another was unsheathed, and streams of sword energy continued to escape.
The sword energy surged.
A group of Sword Sect disciples on the high platform drew their swords instantly.
The affairs of the Sword Sect are the affairs of Qingfeng in your hand, and the affairs of the world are nothing but the affairs of one sword!
When the disciples of Wuhua Que saw this scene, they hurriedly pulled out the dust in front of them, and the elders appeared in an instant, confronting the Sword Sect.
Elder Ling Ran looked at Wen Ren Pingxin indifferently, with no discernable expression, and said leisurely:
"Elder Wenren, what does this mean?"
"..."
All the elders in the Holy Land looked at Yao Yan on the high platform. Their whole bodies were already reverberating with spiritual energy. Just one word from Yao Yan could control the two sects.
Yaoyan's beautiful eyes were narrowed and she didn't say anything. She just continued to look at the high platform not far away, looking at the man who filled her with surprises.
The elders saw Yao Yan's ambiguous attitude, but they didn't know what to do?
Seeing this scene, Nanhuang smiled and said:
"If things are easy to discuss, why get angry?"
"..."
Wenren Pingxin looked at Ling Ran expressionlessly. The sword energy on the sword surged again. The power of the sword was domineering and powerful, without any fancy skills. It was simply overwhelming others with force.
The wind stopped and the light dimmed.
The lights of the temple were so bright that even the lake below the temple reflected a dazzling array of stars.
Ling Ran narrowed his eyes tightly, and the Tao Yun Qi around him floated, reaching the level of He Dao, and every move was no longer a fight between the two.
It seems that a war between the two sides is about to break out.
at this time.
A familiar faint voice suddenly came from the high platform.
The sound was still not loud, but it was extremely clear in everyone's ears.
Su Bei gently held Sword Lady's little hand, took a step forward, looked at Lin Duo, at the people in Wuhua Palace, at the hundreds of thousands of monks in the temple, and at the twenty-one people outside the Sky Mirror.
All persons in the state.
Under the moonlight, her long hair was tied up with a green crown. She was wearing a snow-white gown with blossoming begonias blooming at the corners, and the lights were shining on the corners of the gown.
then.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Su Bei gently leaned down, pulled her catkins, and said softly:
"Sword Girl, are you willing to be my disciple?"
The extremely comfortable touch came from her fingertips. Sword Girl's face turned red and she bit her lower lip subconsciously. Her eyes were filled with shock as she looked at Su Bei, her body trembling slightly.
On this high platform, the man in front of him said this to the people of the entire twenty-one states.
She bit her thin lips, her mind was in a mess, and she just stared at him blankly.
Su Bei knew her character, so gentle, and sighed slightly.
Even without waiting for her consent, he raised his head and looked at Lin Duo, who was also shocked, and looked at the silence in the whole hall.
"Su has only two direct disciples."
"Today, Sword Lady is the third direct disciple of Su's sect."
"..."
hiss--
next moment!
It exploded with a bang!
"Elder Su accepted that mute as his disciple??"
"This...is still a direct disciple?!"
"If I remember correctly, this woman is a handyman disciple of the Sword Sect! This..."
"..."
Su Bei ignored the overwhelming discussion coming from his ears. Looking at Lin Duo, who looked livid and seemed to have not recovered from the shock, he continued:
"In half a year, there will be a great competition among the twenty-one states."
"Not only will Su accept Sword Girl as his disciple, he will also let Sword Girl go into battle!"
"I wonder if Elder Lin dares to make an agreement with Su?"
Lin Duo gritted his teeth and stared at the indifferent man in front of him, and said coldly:
"What agreement?"
Su Bei took a step forward, and his indifferent voice echoed throughout the temple:
"The half-year agreement is confirmed by the whole world!"
"Jian Niang, Su's third disciple, challenges any disciple under the elders of Wuhua Que this term!"