The strongest brother system

Chapter 224
On the other side, after encountering an unruly white-clothed Confucian scholar by chance, Xuanyue used the sword light all the way back to Qionghua.

Time passed day by day, and another year passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, with the help of the water spirit bead, Xuan Xiao began to slowly suppress his inner demons.The inner demons that originally occurred once a month have now been extended to once every six months, and they are no longer as bloodthirsty and frantic as they were at the beginning. It is just that within a day after fighting the inner demons, they still cannot use their cultivation base.

But even this result made the elders of Paizhong heave a sigh of relief, and finally he let go of his heart slowly.After all, since it can be suppressed slowly, it is only a matter of time before it is truly resolved.

All of a sudden, the Qionghua faction began to slowly recover from the trauma suffered by the last battle with the demon world under Qionghua's health and rest.

As for Xuan Yue, because Xuan Xiao's problems have been alleviated a lot in the past year, she has also spared a lot of time for cultivation, and on the basis of a slight breakthrough in her state of mind, her cultivation has improved further.

On this day, he received a request from Elder Zong Lian.

"Ziying, come and meet your master uncle."

With a peaceful smile on Zong Lian's face, he was holding a thin boy of three or four years old.The boy's face was slightly pale, and his constitution was relatively weak, which seemed to be caused by congenital reasons.

However, in his eyes, Xuan Yue did not see the slightest bit of cowardice and inferiority, but was firm and unyielding.

"Disciple Murong Ziying, I have met the master uncle."

The boy bowed and saluted, his voice was slightly hoarse, but the perfect etiquette made it impossible to find any mistakes.

Xuan Yue nodded, very satisfied with this young new disciple.

Seeing this, Zong Lian smiled with satisfaction in his eyes.

"Although Ziying is young at this time, he has shown a high talent for cultivation, and what surprised me the most is that his talent for making swords is no less than yours back then. I have already taken him into the house in the name of master." Disciple, but I, Qionghua, have always been the most respected in swordsmanship, and in terms of swordsmanship cultivation, no one in today's Qionghua can match you."

Zong Lian patted Murong Ziying's small head, but his eyes were on Xuan Yue, the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Xuan Yue felt Elder Zong Lian's increasingly weak breath, and knew in her heart that this might be the last request he made to herself.

He nodded at the moment and agreed.

"Elder, don't worry, Xuanyue will be responsible for Ziying's cultivation in person, and she will definitely teach her all her money and lead her into the right path."

Zong Lian saw that the purpose of his trip had been achieved, and after saying something to Murong Ziying, he turned and left.

Murong Ziying, who was still young, had reluctance in her eyes, but she had obviously been told the whole story before, so she didn't show a very excited reaction, but kept her eyes on Zong Lian's leaving direction until the other party disappeared .

On the other hand, Xuanyue saw his reaction, and her serious appreciation was stronger. The higher the quality of the new generation of disciples, it also meant that Qionghua's strength would be stronger in the future, and he, who shouldered the mission of Qionghua's head, It also feels more relaxed.

Most of the disciples of the previous generation are still in the process of cultivation and recovery due to the incident three years ago. At this time, introducing new blood to the sect is really a major event that must be taken seriously.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he recalled all the experiences he had with white-clothed Confucian scholars in Shuzhong before, and suddenly he had a wonderful idea.

"Ziying."

Murong Ziying heard the master's voice behind her, and immediately turned around, ready to salute again, but was stunned by the master's next action.

"I have something good here, do you want some?"

I saw Xuan Yue holding a strangely shaped wine gourd in her hand, squinting her eyes, and her face was full of smiles.

……

Half a year later, Elder Zong, the sword-wielding elder, was severely injured and passed away forever, causing Qionghua to mourn.The two elders, Chongguang and Qingyang, asked to retire, and the head of the sect agreed.

All of a sudden, the four most outstanding disciples of the No. 20 generation of Qionghua Sword Sect, the former head Taiqing became immortal in the daytime, and ascended to the heaven; retire.

The entire Qionghua has officially entered a new era headed by the head Xuanyue.

On that day, at the Qionghua Palace in Kunlun, Xuan Yue received a special flying sword.

The reason why it is special is because of the flying sword that passes the book.

'Han Ling?'

Xuan Yue took the fairy sword in her hand that was glowing with blue light, and immediately recognized the top-quality fairy sword that she personally forged, and the word 'green' engraved on the hilt showed the origin of the fairy sword .

Xuan Yue's heart froze, she immediately opened the letter, and the next moment, regardless of the surprised gaze of Murong Ziying next to her, her face changed, she instantly turned into a blue rainbow, and left through the air.

"Master?"

The young Murong Ziying was full of surprises. He had been in the sect for nearly a year. Although the head uncle had a slightly peculiar personality, he was deeply impressed by his strong cultivation and calm attitude. It was the first time I saw such a reaction from him.

The cyan Changhong pierced the sky, and under Xuanyue's deliberate acceleration, she felt her destination in the least amount of time.

In Jiangling, Jingzhou, at the entrance of Emperor Yan Shennong's Cave.

'brush'

According to the guidance of the fairy sword, the cyan sword light fell and landed at the entrance of a huge cave, revealing Xuan Yueman's stern face.

"how come!"

Xuan Yue's complexion changed drastically just after showing her figure.

Because in front of him, where the 'Han Ling' fairy sword landed, there are two corpses of a man and a woman lying now.

"Azure! Suyu!"

He rushed over suddenly, but found that the bodies of the two people still had a faint breath, but no matter what he did, he couldn't wake them up.

"Soul arrest?"

His face changed, thinking of the worst.

In the Feijian letter just now, it was Yun Tian who sent him a distress message.

The tone inside was very urgent, probably meaning that the black and white impermanence of the ghost world suddenly appeared, telling Suyu that her original lifespan had expired, and she was not allowed to exist in the yang world, but Yun Tianqing's argument failed, so she could only fight them.

But Yun Tianqing and Suyu, one was still deeply affected by Wangshu's cold backlash, and the other was also deeply affected, suddenly they couldn't fight against it at all, so they could only ask him for help with the fairy sword.

Xuan Yue had already rushed over when she received the letter, but she was still a step behind.

"First the heavens, and this time the ghost world?"

Clenching her right hand tightly, the sudden flame burned the letter in her hand, Xuan Yue clenched her teeth tightly, inexplicably, she suddenly remembered the involuntary situation when Taiqing ascended, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

Turning around, the blue light turned into a rainbow and went away, and the direction was Buzhou Mountain.

　Immediately restore the memory. . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)