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Just as Ji Chengtian was crying bitterly, a erratic figure suddenly jumped out of the stone tablet.

This is an old man, looks very old, but he is in good spirits.

Because there is no entity, the old man was blown erratically by the wind as soon as he came out.

If Gu Ansheng were here, he would definitely recognize this old man, because he was the spirit body that tortured Gu Ansheng with Jianxin in Jianxin Forest that day.

"Master?"

Ji Chengtian raised his head and called softly.

"it's me"

Bai Wuyi stabilized his figure and stood beside Ji Chengtian.

"Master Zu, life is so hard all day long, all day..."

"okay"

Ji Chengtian still wanted to complain, but at this moment Bai Wuyi stopped him suddenly.

"I don't know what kind of fart you're holding back, kid. I'll know if you want to shit or pee when you poke your butt up. Tell me, something big happened."

"It's like this, master..."

In this way, Ji Chengtian told everything that happened in the Holy Sword Sect today.

After listening, Bai Wuyi sighed lightly.

"What? A Yuan Zunjing has forced the Holy Sword Sect to such a point?"

At this moment, a voice came from the stone tablet, and then another spirit body flew out.

"The Thirteenth Patriarch, you are here too," Bai Wuyi said respectfully.

"Your grandson is crying so badly, you can't even come out"

The Thirteenth Patriarch gave Bai Wuyi a glance and said.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen spirit bodies flew out from the stele and surrounded Ji Chengtian one after another.

"Wuyi, what's going on with your disciple and grandson, you're crying and crying here at noon, what's it like?"

"That's right, who is this kid? What's the point of hiding here and crying when he's too old to take care of his old age?"

"Isn't it just a Yuan Zunjing? As for crying so much, if it was back then, I don't know how many yuan Zunjing died with a wave of my hand"

With the appearance of these spirit bodies, Ji Chengtian became the target of public criticism.

Hearing everyone's scolding, Ji Chengtian was really ashamed. He knew that he would definitely be scolded when he came here to meet the seniors, but for the safety of Gu Ansheng and Lu Qing'er, he could only let go of his old face.

"What the hell happened, how could a Yuan Zunjing destroy my Holy Sword Sect?"

Suddenly, a powerful aura rushed out, and a very old spiritual body walked out from the stone tablet.

"Seventh Generation Ancestor"

Seeing this spirit body come out, the surrounding people saluted respectfully.

The seventh generation ancestor nodded slightly, then looked at Ji Chengtian.

"Boy, I've had enough of you, isn't it just a Yuan Zunjing, why are you crying, you are the elders, tell him to go, I don't believe that you can't handle a Yuan Zunjing"

Hearing this, Ji Chengtian lowered his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "Well, the seventh generation ancestor, I am the current Supreme Elder of the Holy Sword Sect."

"what……"

It was said that the blood pressure of the Seventh Patriarch instantly rose, his spirit body trembled with anger, and the coffin boards could hardly hold it down.

If he hadn't already died, he might die again when he heard this.

"The Supreme Elder of the Holy Sword Sect doesn't even have Yuan Zunjing, and he was bullied by a small Yuan Zunjing. What about the sect guarding formation, use the sect protecting formation to kill that kid"

"The guardian array is gone"

"what?"

Just after finishing speaking, the stone tablet of the Seventh Patriarch began to shake slightly, and Ji Chengtian was slightly startled, probably because the coffin of the Seventh Patriarch couldn't cover it.

Seeing the displeased expressions of all the seniors, Ji Chengtian began to defend himself.

"Seniors, ancestors, you can't blame me for this. The master left the Holy Sword School early, and the master left me such a mess. What do you want me to do?"

Ji Chengtian said with runny nose and tears.

To be honest, he was really wronged.

Hundreds of years earlier, Ji Chengtian's master had left the Holy Sword Sect to practice, and never intervened in the affairs of the Holy Sword Sect.

And Bai Wuyi was the Supreme Elder of the Holy Sword Sect at that time.

But Bai Wuyi is not a stable master, he often goes out to make troubles, attracting many enemies to chase and kill him.

The most dangerous time, he provoked a strong man in the Supreme Realm, and later he brought a group of strong men up the mountain to take revenge.

But at that time, Bai Wuyi was only in the Heavenly Exalted Realm, so how could he be his opponent.

Therefore, the guardian array was activated.

In the end, all the enemies were killed, but the guardian array also failed because of that battle.

Not only that, after countless masters of the Holy Sword Sect fell in that battle, Ji Chengtian's senior brothers all died in that battle.

In Ji Chengtian's generation, only Ji Chengtian was left in the end.

Later, Bai Wuyi also died because of self-blame.

From then on, the task of guarding the Holy Sword Sect was handed over to Ji Chengtian.

At that time, the holy sword sect had no realm, and the protective array had failed again. Compared with the general third-rate sects, it was really not much different.

If Ji Chengtian hadn't carried the banner, maybe the Holy Sword Sect would have died out.

For hundreds of years, Ji Chengtian has walked step by step to the present, and only he knows the hardships involved.

If it wasn't for the fact that all the burdens of the Holy Sword Sect were on him alone, how could Ji Chengtian only have Boundless Realm now.

The past is like smoke, and Ji Chengtian confides these sad things one by one.

After listening, the seniors became silent, staring at Bai Wuyi sharply.

Bai Wuyi shook his head slightly, "You really worked hard back then."

Ji Chengtian smiled wryly, and waved his hands, "I've been here for so many years, so there's no hard work, but now the Holy Sword Sect is in trouble again, and I only hate myself for being powerless."

The Seventh Patriarch looked at Ji Chengtian, who was full of vicissitudes, sighed, and said, "We are already spirit bodies, so we cannot help you kill thieves."

The topic changed, and the Seventh Patriarch continued: "But I can inject the remaining Yuanli of all of us into your body, so that your realm can quickly break through Yuanzun."

"However, Seventh Patriarch, in this case, you will..."

"Needless to say"

The Seventh Patriarch waved his hand, "We old fellows have long since died, and we are only able to stay because of the sliver of Yuanli before death. Although injecting all Yuanli into your body will cause us to disappear, but the Holy Sword Sect can preserve it." It’s our wish to come down.”

"Alright then, Seventh Patriarch, come on."

Ji Chengtian sat on the ground, ready for the injection of Yuanli.

The seventh generation ancestor was slightly taken aback, why is this guy so proficient, I suspect you are playing me.

But now that the life and death of the Holy Sword Sect were at stake, he couldn't care less, and quickly put his hand on Ji Chengtian's head, and the energy in his body began to flow into Ji Chengtian's body.

Afterwards, all the surrounding spirits also placed their hands on Ji Chengtian's head.

Ji Chengtian closed his eyes and murmured, "I hope the two of them are still in the Holy Sword Sect before I leave the customs."