first sect system

The ray of light bestowed by the Dao of Heaven has not yet dissipated, and Qi Rui's ceremony of bestowing titles on his disciples has not yet finished.

To be honest, Qi Rui was actually a little envious of the sunshine that his disciples bathed in. When he formed a contract with his wife, he didn't get any gifts from heaven.

There is no way to do this, who said that at that time Tiandao was still Jiu Tiandao, they were on opposite sides, and Jiu Tiandao would give gifts to be a ghost.

Qi Rui glanced at Ye Bei with resentful eyes, but Ye Bei just pretended not to know, and was completely unmoved.

Qi Rui was not reconciled and wanted to continue to harass Ye Bei, but at this time, Chi Hongxuan came out from the glow.

Seeing this, Yebei smiled.

"Ah Rui, it's Hongxuan's turn."

Well, Qi Rui helplessly let go of the divine sense that was pasted on his own wife, and "looked" at Lao Qi who came slowly.

Seeing the handsome old seven, Qi Rui helped his forehead speechlessly.

To be honest, he, the seventh child, really doesn't look like a sword cultivator, but more like a son of an aristocratic family who has not experienced wind, frost, rain and snow.

But in fact, he is the old seven!Although the experience is not as good as that of the sixth child, it is not less than that of the third child.

Framed by relatives, discarded by the sect, shattered gold cores, destroyed cultivation bases, one by one, putting one of them on another monk, maybe it will make that monk completely unable to get up, or even go crazy.

But in his disciple, he only saw open-mindedness.

It seemed that any injury or pain did not leave an indelible shadow in his heart.

He is still the sword cultivator who is happy with kindness and hatred in the past, and he is not the sword repairman who is happy with kindness and hatred in the past.

His disposition is still happy and enmity, he can see the glitz and suffering of the world.

However, he is no longer a pure swordsman.

The sword is no longer his everything, it is just a weapon in his hand for attacking.

Therefore, he is no longer a sword cultivator who knows no flexibility and only knows how to go straight!

Now he knows how to spell.

Many monks, including the sword cultivator himself, think that a sword cultivator should go forward bravely, throw away all foreign things, and only rely on the sword in his hand.

As for Chi Hongxuan, he has walked out of his different path of sword cultivation. Although many monks do not recognize him as a sword cultivation, he has always firmly believed in his talisman sword way!

The sword is his means of attack, and the talisman is also his means of attack, there is no priority or severity.

Chi Hongxuan's eyes are clear, like a bright moon, and like a vast sun, dignified and upright, dignified!

Qi Rui had a smile on his lips, very satisfied.

But before he could speak, my seventh son spoke first.

"Master, Master knows what the disciple wants, so Master, there is no need to ask!"

Hearing this, Qi Rui was silent for a while, and then laughed.

"Okay, you are indeed a disciple of the teacher, so let's see if the title given to you by the teacher is consistent with what you want!"

With a wave of Qi Rui's big hand, the fortune pen automatically waved and began to write.

"symbol"!

Seeing this word, Qi Rui flicked his fingers slightly, and flicked the word into the wooden sign, then turned to his old seventh, asking with a smile on his face.

"Hongxuan, this, but you want it?"

The monks who heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice secretly complained, even if this is not what they want, on this occasion, do people dare to say it?

Not to mention, if it wasn't true, Chi Hongxuan really dared to say it, but Qi Rui knew him well, and Qi Rui's bestowed title was indeed what he wanted.

Therefore, Chi Hongxuan was not hypocritical, and immediately bowed down.

"Master's ingenious calculations, disciples admire."

Lick dog lick dog!Countless monks cursed secretly in their hearts, but some monks with bright heads stood up, bowed to Chi Hongxuan, and spoke loudly.

"I have seen Tianfu Jianzun, and the sword master's talisman skills are the best in the world. I wish to respect Jianzun, Fu Jianxian!"

In fact, generally speaking, the word "immortal" is given to those powerful female cultivators, but the word "Fu Jianxian" really matches Chi Hongxuan's aura.

Moreover, this title has been circulated for a long time, and it is impossible to know who it came from, but coupled with Chi Hongxuan's ethereal temperament, it is undoubtedly convincing.

As for Chi Hongxuan, he was really not annoyed by the word "immortal", and there was no strange expression on his face.

Seeing this, the other monks immediately shouted in unison, and there were predecessors "assurers".

"Tianfu Jianzun face to face, Fu Jianxian face to face, I will be polite!"

Chi Hongxuan returned a salute to all the monks, and laughed loudly.

"Comrades, please be polite!"

Chi Hongxuan smiled grandly, and holding the wooden plaque engraved with his title, Shi Shiran walked into the glow, with a magnanimous attitude, calling him a fairy, it is indeed necessary.

Qi Rui nodded secretly, his family knew about his own family affairs, among his disciples, the eldest looked the most like an exiled immortal, but he gave people the feeling of being too superior, and asked someone to lift him up, as if an immortal humiliated him, no No one can learn the method and the attitude.

Of the others, only the third and sixth have this kind of tolerance. Unfortunately, one devil and one killing god make it difficult for people to give them the title of immortal.

The only one left is Lao Qi, who has this kind of demeanor and elegance.

Fu Jianxian is indeed a good title.

There is no female disciple, and after all, I still got a disciple with the title of immortal, which is a little consolation.

Chi Hongxuan, who had already returned to the glow, did not know what his master was thinking, otherwise, he might have challenged his master on the spot.

Ye Bei couldn't bear to look at Qi Rui's wolf-grandmother eyes, and gave him a warning before telling Qi Rui to put away his wandering thoughts.

After Qi Rui regained his dignity, Gu Zijin had already walked out.

Gu Zijin's body was permeated with an aura that didn't belong to this world. Compared with Mo Yan who also came from another world, the aura of another world in him was more serious.

In Mo Yan's world, there are countless legends of immortals and novels about cultivating immortals. Mo Yan's sense of strangeness to this world is actually not very strong.

But for Gu Zijin from Interstellar, there may have been records or something in Interstellar history a long time ago, but in the era he lived in, there were only technology and machinery.

Therefore, Gu Zijin has always had an aura of incompatibility, even though he has lived in this world for more than 3000 years, far exceeding the time he spent in the interstellar world.

However, for people, the concepts that have been formed are difficult to change or change.

Therefore, he built a Star Fate City rich in interstellar characteristics. He gave up his natal spiritual path and embarked on the path of heat equipment.

He doesn't want to forget the things from that world in the past, if this world doesn't have them, then he will move them over little by little.

Gu Zijin was such a person. Among his senior brothers, his sense of existence was weaker than that of the indifferent Ye Hong, but the refining method he refined and passed on was a blessing to the world.

Few of the other monks may have seen his true face, but none of the monks did not enjoy the convenience he brought.

Therefore, when they saw Gu Zijin walking out, all the craftsmen stood up one after another and bowed deeply to him.

And other monks who were not craftsmen also bowed to Gu Zijin, which showed his position in everyone's hearts.

Gu Zijin's brows and eyes were warm, he nodded slightly to the monks who saluted him, and returned the salute, then looked at Qi Rui, and bowed.

"Disciple Gu Zijin, pay homage to Master!"

Qi Rui waved his hand, helped him up, looked at him carefully for a moment, then smiled.

"Zijin, I think you will be satisfied with this word given to you by the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Qi Rui tapped the fortune pen lightly, and the fortune pen began to write by itself. After a while, the handwriting appeared.

star!

"How? Satisfied?"

Gu Zijin looked at the wooden sign with one word thrown into it, which seemed as vast as an endless universe, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master, for the words given by Master, all disciples are satisfied!"

Qi Rui nodded, not without complacency in his heart.

And on the wooden signboard, Xingzi, which represents the vast starry sky and universe, has finally squeezed out its territory for itself, firmly occupying it, and will not give up.

Afterwards, as if being summoned by some kind, the wooden sign rushed straight to Gu Zijin.

Gu Zijin took the wooden sign, rubbed the word "star" with his fingertips, and looked far away.

But the occasion was not right, he quickly put away his thoughts and bowed solemnly to Qi Rui.

"Disciple, thank you, Master!"

Qi Rui nodded, looking at this low-key and peaceful old eight with gentle eyes.

After Gu Zijin finished his ceremony, he put away the wooden sign and turned to leave, but he was stopped by someone.

"Tianxing Qizun wait a minute!"

Gu Zijin and Qi Rui raised their brows slightly at the same time, their hearts came.

Gu Zijin turned his head and looked at the monk who called him, with a calm expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

It was a craftsman, a craftsman who had been famous for a long time, and he became famous even before Gu Zijin, so he could be said to be Gu Zijin's predecessor.

But at this time, the craftsman, like a junior, paid a big gift to Gu Zijin, and then spoke solemnly.

"I've seen Heavenly Star Qi Zun, and Qi Zun passed on the new art of refining techniques to the world. He can be called a living saint. He should be honored as Qi Sheng!"

As soon as the refiner finished speaking, all the refiners who had just stood up and saluted Gu Zijin shouted together.

"Tianxing Qizun face to face, Qi Sheng face to face, I will be polite!"

Seeing this, the other monks who hadn't reacted secretly scolded these craftsmen for their cunning in their hearts, and immediately shouted.

"Tianxing Qizun face to face, Qi Sheng face to face, I will be polite!"

Gu Zijin never thought that he would have such a high praise. He is worthy of being a saint in the world.

But just when he was about to push the distance, he got a voice transmission from his master.

"Zi Jin, no matter what your purpose was when you spread the new method of refining weapons, whether you had selfish intentions or not, your achievements are real. You can afford to be called a living saint!"

Qi Rui understood his disciples, just like his disciples also understood his seriousness on the surface, so when he saw Lao Ba hesitated, he immediately knew what he was thinking, and only then did he have this sound transmission.

Gu Zijin looked up and saw the affirmative look in his master's eyes.

Although Master's eyes were still dull and lacking in focus, he still saw affirmation of himself from them.

Gu Zijin was silent for a while, and finally smiled.

Since Master said so, then so be it!

He gave a salute to the monk below and spoke calmly.

"You comrades are too praised, Tian Xing, thank you all here!"