Standing in the clear sky thousands of miles away, looking at the invincible sword sect stretching for tens of thousands of miles below you, it looks like a peerless sword.
The ancestor of Jiange had a complex expression, full of sadness.
He worshiped the Invincible Sword Sect since he was a child and learned the supreme swordsmanship.
It took hundreds of years to start from an entry-level disciple and gradually climb up to the position of elder.
I was fortunate enough to meet like-minded brothers and sisters, and I also found a Taoist partner whom I had made a lifelong commitment to.
Born into a famous family and with high talent in cultivation, the ancestor of Jiange had an unlimited future.
In just a few decades, he can break through to the secret realm of supernatural powers step by step.
By then, if nothing unexpected happens, the ancestor of Jiange will be the next deputy leader of the Invincible Sword Sect.
As long as you sit in the position of deputy sect leader, you will enter the center of power of the Invincible Sword Sect.
At that time, the amount of cultivation resources such as magic weapons, elixirs, and secrets of exercises were obtained.
The Invincible Sword Sect will also do everything possible to train the deputy sect leader.
With the help of the right time, place and people, he, the ancestor of Jiange, might not be able to attack the secret realm of the Spirit King.
The situation is excellent and the future is unlimited.
But while exploring a secret realm, the Taoist companion who had been getting along day and night actually joined forces with his brother, who was a sibling, and turned against him with swords.
The three of them are all in the Yuandan Secret Realm. Even though the Jiange Patriarch is at a slightly higher level, he cannot prevent the two of them from joining forces.
Moreover, his Taoist companions betrayed each other and his brothers turned against each other, which had completely disturbed his state of mind.
The senior brother was fighting with the ancestor of Jiange from the front, but at the critical moment, the Taoist monk stabbed a knife from the back and pierced the chest of the ancestor of Jiange.
The senior brother saw the right moment and blew up the magic weapon Soul Gathering Flag that he bought at a high price. Thousands of wronged souls and dead souls invaded the body of the ancestor of Jiange, ruthlessly biting and destroying it.
The purpose of this carefully designed trap is to deceive the ancestor of Jiange from the Invincible Sword Sect and kill him completely!
It was a certain death situation, but the ancestor of Jiange risked his life and survived, breaking through before the battle.
After escaping all the way back to the Invincible Sword Sect, he knelt in front of the sect leader and master, accused his senior brother and his Taoist companions of their crimes, and asked the sect leader and master to make the decision for him.
Senior brother and Taoist companion also rushed back to the Invincible Sword Sect. They both panicked when they saw the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion kneeling down in front of the master.
The Invincible Sword Sect is a famous and upright sect, and the sect leader is also the common master of the two senior brothers.
The leader of the Invincible Sword Sect is named Luo Kunjin, his senior brother is named Luo Tong, and his junior brother is also the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, his name is Luo Tong.
The three of them are both masters and apprentices, and they also share the same affection as father and son.
This time, the position of deputy sect leader will be chosen from among their senior brothers. If nothing unexpected happens, it must be Luo Tong, the ancestor of Jiange.
Now that the treacherous plan has been exposed, it can be said that the success has been defeated.
In anticipation of Luo Tong, the ancestor of Jiange, the sect leader Luo Kunjin, who was also their master, stood up. He only glanced at the wound on the shoulder of the ancestor of Jiange and waved his hand mercilessly.
Pointing at his senior brother Luo Zhao, he declared expressionlessly:
"From today on, Luo Zhao is the deputy master of our Invincible Sword Sect!"
Bang!
The body of the ancestor of Jiange collapsed to the ground. At this moment, he only felt five thunders hitting his head, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
How could the sect leader Luo Kunjin, who was both master and father in his heart...
Doesn’t the Invincible Sword Sect pride itself on being a famous and upright sect?
Don’t you pride yourself on benevolence, justice and morality?
Why do you confuse right and wrong and help evildoers do evil?!
Senior brother Luo Zhao was also stunned, and immediately became ecstatic.
Then, in front of Luo Tong, the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, he hugged his Taoist companion, climbed into the position of the deputy sect leader of the Invincible Sword Sect, welcomed the disciples to worship him, and congratulated the elders.
The ancestor of Jiange couldn't help but kneel in front of the sect leader. He only wanted an answer.
Winter and summer came and went, and His Highness knelt down for three years.
I suffered so much ridicule and ridicule that my heart was filled with despair.
"As a master, don't you know your senior brother's faults, but your Dao foundation has been destroyed by the Soul Gathering Flag, and you will never be able to set foot in the secret realm of magical powers in this life."
After all, Sect Leader Luo Kunjin couldn't bear it anymore. He pointed at the wound on Luo Tong's shoulder blade that was constantly emitting black gas, revealing the aura of corruption and death, and gave the Jiange ancestor an answer:
"This is an injury caused by the Dao, and no medicine or stone can cure it."
"As a teacher, I plan for the world, and I plan for the Invincible Sword Sect, so I can only wrong you!"
After getting the answer he wanted, the ancestor of Jiange was despairing and completely stupid.
Senior brother Luo Zhao, who became the deputy sect master, still felt uneasy when he saw that the ancestor of Jiange had been reduced to useless.
His cultivation talent is not as good as that of the ancestor of Jiange. Although there are no medicines and stones on this avenue, it is not inconceivable that if he is an old antique in the Invincible Sword Sect, the old fossil is willing to take action.
Only the dead are the safest!
In just a few years, senior brother Luo Zhao repeatedly killed the ancestor of Jiange, both openly and secretly.
Fortunately, Master Luo Kunjin remembered his old relationship, and although the ancestor of Jiange could not break through the secret realm of magical power, he was invincible in the secret realm of Yuandan.
After several times of misfortune and a narrow escape from death, Master Luo Kunjin knew that if Luo Tong, the ancestor of Jiange, was not sent away, he would definitely die!
You must know that although Luo Zhao's cultivation talent is not as good as Luo Tong's, he has not suffered any Taoist injuries. After becoming the deputy sect master, he will be blessed with massive cultivation resources and will soon be able to enter the secret realm of magical powers.
And once Luo Zhao enters the secret realm of magical power, Luo Tong, the ancestor of Jiange, will die!
In order to save Paul's life, the sect leader Luo Kunjin found a reason to send Luo Tong to Jiange as the ancestor, and Jiange was the shelter of the leader of the Invincible Sword Sect.
No matter what happens, he can't hide it from him.
As the deputy sect leader, Luo Zhao had nothing to do.
Of course, the most important thing is that Luo Zhao knows that the ancestor of Jiange will never be able to set foot in the secret realm of magical powers in his lifetime, and his life span is approaching.
It's not worth irritating Master for a dying man!
The day when the ancestor of Jiange decentralized Jiange was the time for Luo Zhao to take a concubine.
One leads to the darkest moment in life, while the other is immersed in the brightest moment when he is drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wakes up to take over the world.
On the way to Jiange, the ancestor of Jiange met a little boy who was only five or six years old.
The little boy was in ragged clothes, but he had extraordinary bearing.
Holding ancient scrolls in the heavy snow, sitting on the bridge, turning a deaf ear to the prosperity of the world, and immersed in the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period.
The ancestor of Jiange walked up to the little boy and stretched out a hand to cover the ancient book.
The boy raised his head and made eye contact.
The sadness and despair that the ancestor of Jiange was familiar with from his eyes were the same as his own, as if he no longer had any memory of this world.
I am a bad old man who has lived for more than a hundred years, so I should see through the world of mortals.
But the little boy in front of me was only five or six years old, so his eyes were filled with weather and vicissitudes of life.
After exploring the little boy's cultivation talent, the ancestor of Jiange was astonished.
Those turbid old eyes burst into astonishing splendor.
This kind of spiritual talent is better than anyone I have seen in my life.
What holy land and holy son.
What kind of fairy?
What ancient relics?
What a pure-blooded creature.
Not as good as the boy in front of me.
The ancestor of Jiange saw hope in the little boy, leaned down and said:
"Are you willing to follow me into the sword pavilion?"
The little boy was stunned for a moment, and in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, he asked:
"If you go, will you disturb my reading?"
The ancestor of Jiange shook his head.
The little boy nodded.
From then on, one old and one young, two people hurt by love.
On the same day, enter the sword pavilion!
In the next ten years, the two did not get out of trouble.
A man who is tortured by Taoist injuries and whose life is approaching is about to die. He can only hide in the depths of Sword Mountain and live in seclusion, like a mouse hiding in a corner licking his wounds, eking out an ignoble existence.
The other one is trapped in the circle he drew, unable to break through the confusion, unable to get out of the reincarnation where the Demon Empress suddenly betrayed her, and even united with the Life Zone to surround and kill him.
Until Xiao Yue'er killed the spiritual chicken to help him get rid of his inner demons.
"Master, I don't care about righteousness, morality, or etiquette. Anyway, I will be nice to whoever is nice to me! If anyone bullies me, I... I will kill him with a hoe... ..”
This seemingly simple truth is like a spark that burns up the entire vast grassland.
And Zhang Zifan, who had broken through the confusion today, decided to help the ancestor of Jiange to get out of that past.
However, compared to Xiao Yue'er who uses words but does not use hands, his method is much simpler and cruder.
What's more, the person dispatched today is Zhang Zifan, who is famous for his evil charm and weirdness.
Zhang Zifan in white looks like a great emperor, so he is a bit of a bully when dealing with these little minions.
Zhang Zifan in Tsing Yi is still in the eighth level of body training. He has been suppressing the realm and waiting to enter the Phoenix Continent. He hides his identity and secretly approaches the Demon Empress Ji Jiufeng to find out the truth.
Zhang Zifan, who is dressed in black, is a quasi-emperor, so it is perfect for him to take part in this trip.
After decades of separation, Luo Tong, the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, looked melancholy when he returned to the Invincible Sword Sect.
The two of them floated down from thousands of miles high in the sky. The ancestor of Jiange stood in front of the mountain gate, he didn't dare to step in.
He is still thinking.
Still deciding.
Still weighing the pros and cons.
As his life was approaching, he knew that this line of work would lead to his death.
But with Zhang Zifan beside him and Jiange behind him, he was worried that he would incur revenge from deputy sect leader Luo Zhao afterwards.
"Ancestor, are you planning to stare them to death with your eyes?"
Zhang Zifan, who was dressed in black, had a sinister face and his whole body seemed to be filled with infinite magic power. Even the sunlight shining on him disappeared strangely.
It gives people a pure black, which is elegant and evil.
"Ah, this..."
Luo Tong's face turned slightly red, and he immediately took out a pen and paper from his arms and wrote a greeting note on the spot.
"Jiange is an affiliated force of the Invincible Sword Sect. If you want to join the sect, according to the rules, you must submit a greeting card and then wait..."
Bang!
Bang!!
Before the ancestor of the Jiange Pavilion finished speaking, Zhang Zifan in black stretched out his hand to grab it, and the protective formation outside the mountain gate was torn apart with his bare hands.
"Let's go!"
Zhang Zifan, dressed in black, took one step forward and entered the mountain gate first.
Still sending greetings?
What about fun?!
Grandpa is here today to challenge the entire Invincible Sword Sect. Don't act like a relative.
"..."
The ancestor of Jiange was stunned, and quickly threw away the greeting card in his hand with a red face. What a shame!
He is a dying man, but he still cannot see through these red tapes.
"Who is it? Dare to trespass on my Invincible Sword Sect!"
"It's just looking for death!"
"Quickly form a formation and take it down for me!!"
...
As soon as the protective formation was broken, the protective disciples of the Invincible Sword Sect were awakened.
Led by the elder, a sharp sword rose into the sky and flew towards the two of them.
More than twenty sharp swords formed a huge circle, wrapping the two people from all directions without leaving any loopholes.
How many years!
How many years!
As one of the three holy places of cultivation in Western Shu, how many years has no one dared to break into the mountain gate?!
The sword energy soared into the sky, and the sword intent raged, forming a huge sword array.
Zhang Zifan swept away his thoughts and found that the leading elder had the cultivation level of the eighth level of Yuan Dan, and the rest of the disciples protecting the sect were all in the secret realm of Yuan Dan.
Moreover, the techniques practiced by these people are similar, and they can be combined into a sword formation to form a combined force. Even the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion may not be their opponent.
He is worthy of being an invincible sword sect. With just one strike, he is far superior to the sword pavilion!
But unfortunately, their opponent today is Zhang Zifan!
"I am the ancestor of Jiange, and I am here to pay my respects today..."
Before the sword pavilion ancestor could finish his words, Zhang Zifan used his spiritual power to transform into a giant arm reaching the sky, and swept across the all-pervasive sword formation.
The sword formation presided over by the elder of the eighth level of Yuan Dan can cross the ranks to fight against the tenth level of Yuan Dan.
But now, under the sweeping arms of the sky, it seems like paper.
Once they met, the sword formation was completely defeated.
The more than 20 Yuandan monks who formed the formation didn't even have room to fight back, so they fell to the ground and kept wailing.
Not to mention forming another formation, these Protector disciples have no spiritual energy in their bodies and cannot even control flying swords.
There is no other reason, the moment they touched the giant arm reaching the sky.
A strange devouring power suddenly erupted, sucking away all the spiritual energy in the bodies of the twenty-odd Yuandan monks.
Transform immortals into mortals!
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, still not satisfied.
The more than twenty Yuan Dan secret realms are incomparable to the origin of the Great Emperor.
Still too little! Too little!!
Zhang Zifan, who was dressed in black, had no idea what "low-key" meant, and he never thought about keeping things quiet.
With his spiritual thoughts, he swept across the entire Invincible Sword Sect, awakening all the old antiques and old fossils in retreat.
"Found it!"
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and then took the sword pavilion ancestor with him and tore the void with his bare hands.
When they reappeared, the two of them were already standing in front of Xingluo Hall.
Xingluo Hall is the residence of Luo Zhao, the deputy leader of the Invincible Sword Sect.
"Ancestor, go!"
Zhang Zifan in black waved his hand, and the terrifying divine and demonic flames swept out of his body, forming four walls of fire that enveloped the entire Xingluo Palace and isolated it from the outside world.
"You can make whatever trouble you want today!"
Zhang Zifan in black stood outside the wall of fire, looking at the terrifying figure speeding towards the sky, and licked his lips: