The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The mountains and rivers in the world are scorching hot, but Kunlun doesn’t see half of the heat. The traces of the wings of the birds hovering between the icebergs and snow peaks seem to be covered with a touch of frost.

The sect was established in a hot area—such as the ground fire dock, which is good at refining weapons. The disciples who have endured the high temperature of the ground fire all the year round feel as if they are in heaven when they come to this place among the ice mountains and snow peaks, which is the farthest away from the hustle and bustle.

After all the sects landed, there would be special people leading the way to the lodgings that had been arranged earlier in the morning.

Although Kunlun controls the northern border with high pressure and iron blood, its hospitality attitude is good. It is stated that if you are not satisfied with the residence, just ask, and they say they can help you change it.

As for those small sects who didn't talk to the chief executives just now, or the congratulatory gifts they consciously prepared were not enough, and it was inconvenient to present them in front of people, you can write them down separately when you get to your residence.

All the disciples of Hehuanzong and his party, including Chu Yiyang's maid, were less than 30 people. They were not large in the congratulatory team. Not far away.

The succession ceremony will be the day after tomorrow, and for the remaining two days, it is naturally impossible for Chu Yiyang to detain them all in the residence, so he must let them move freely.It's just that when the Hehuan Sect's team landed on the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, it was already enough to attract attention. Now that they are heading to the northernmost end of the Jade Tower, walking among the crowd, the eyes of other people have already followed them, making it difficult for people to ignore them.

Chu Yiyang thought, this is the trouble of Hehuanzong leading the team to travel.

It’s okay for him to be alone, but with the other disciples in the sect, any stone thrown out can hit three who are old with them, or want to be old with them.

When he came to Kunlun this time, he planned to leave as soon as the ceremony was over. He didn't want to cause trouble here, so he followed the Kunlun disciples who came to lead the way to the place where he stayed, and at the same time transmitted sound to everyone.

All the disciples of the Hehuan Sect heard the young master's extremely cold voice ringing in their ears. There was clearly no other meaning when he spoke, but there was a special rhythm that was hard to resist: "Kunlun land, don't make trouble for me! , Now the person in charge of Kunlun is not Su Jianzun, who is as good as water."

Hearing these words, the disciples of Hehuan Sect were all terrified.

That's right, now the master of Kunlun Peak is the Beitang sword master who has entered the Tao by killing. He is different from his master, more like his master ancestor.

Although they didn't personally experience what happened to the sword master when he was in office, they heard from their masters how they got there at that time. The Acacia Sect's Heart Dharma classics in the Kunlun Tibetan Scripture Hall are the evidence.

"Yes."

Hearing their neat response, knowing that they were taut and would not take the initiative to cause trouble for him, Chu Yiyang was a little satisfied.

Just listen to the system asking: "Is it so serious?" It's not that there is no problem with this plot.

Chu Yiyang replied patiently: "There should be no problem at all."

But according to the original plot, Ying Jiexin didn't lead the team.

And just now on the accumulation fund platform, he could see clearly that there were only five of the seven chief executives who came out to welcome the guests, and the other two chief executives who survived—including the four who sent Beitang Hanye out of the battle None of the chief executives showed up, and they existed in name only.

He couldn't help sighing with emotion: "It's really an emperor and a courtier."

Today's head of the seven chief executives is in charge of the precepts, and he is a perfect match with the sword master who is used to killing and is used to iron-blooded suppression. No matter what the guest who came to congratulate made a mistake, killing is killing.

While speaking, the Kunlun disciple who was leading the way in front stopped.

He turned around and said neither humble nor overbearing to everyone in the Hehuan Sect: "Everyone, the twelfth floor is here."

"It's here?" After he finished speaking, he heard Mr. Jinling, who was as pale as a fragile beauty lamp, speak.

Then, the young man in red took the maid behind him across the threshold and entered this jade-like small building, leaving only one sentence to the Hehuan Sect disciples behind him, "Then go and play on your own."

——Left and right came two days earlier, just to squeeze out more time to go to the Buddhist scriptures hall.

After the words were finished, the red clothes remained the same, Jinling's slender figure no longer looked back, and led the white-clothed maid into the building.

After the disciples of the Hehuan Sect agreed, they all dispersed in front of the Jade Tower without hesitation, and the smiles on the faces of the Kunlun disciples leading the way froze for a moment.

He is a late Yuanying cultivation base, and he is nothing among Kunlun's elite disciples. He knew that Mr. Jinling's realm had fallen, and he just heard his admonition to his disciples through sound transmission, confirming this.

It's just that he didn't expect that after admonishing the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, he turned around and said such a sentence, without restricting them.

"After all, he is the heir cultivated by the Hehuan Sect."

The Kunlun disciple who led the way looked at his back and muttered to himself, feeling that Ying Jiexin's situation was not as bad as outsiders thought, so he also left from the small building.

After entering the place where he stayed, Chu Yiyang sat in the room, took out a copy of "Yuan Gongfu Miscellaneous Notes" and read it, beside him was a maid in white who was making tea, and the remaining three maids were decorating the room.

The place Kunlun prepared is naturally elegant, but it is as simple as the style of the sect. Since he brought the maid to live in, he must rearrange the room according to his own preferences, and put the incense burner, decorations and brocade quilts he brought. , It is only comfortable to decorate it like he is in Hehuanzong's dormitory.

Probably to make up for the three days he was imprisoned in "Bi Hai Qing Tian", not only did he return the storage bag he lost, but the magic weapon in it was better than the one he destroyed in the passage leading to the underworld. And nothing less.

It's a pity that he didn't have such good luck to find a second one for the incomplete sky-level glove.

Chu Yiyang was looking down at the book in his hand, when he heard a knock on the door from outside - at this time, who would come to visit him who is no longer beautiful?

As he thought about it, he looked up towards the door without changing his posture, and saw two acquaintances.

The young master of Tianqin Sect and the head disciple of Mingyang Sword Sect stood outside the door of this completely changed guest room.

The former was still wearing his iconic blue brocade jacket, with a jade flute pinned to his waist, and smiled and cupped his hands at Chu Yiyang: "Brother Ying, I'm sorry to bother you."

The tea tray on the table was misty, and the tea was brewed in the pot. The beautiful maid with a peach pattern between her eyebrows poured the tea soup into the teacup and handed it to the three of them.

The young master of the Tianqin Sect is named Zong Mo, and his temperament does not match the name at all. He is always so lively, with a kind of familiarity.

Ning Shaoyou, the head disciple of the Mingyang Sword Sect who is his close friend, has a handsome and cold face. He is dressed in a warrior robe with moon white arrow sleeves that outlines the waist of a monkey with arms and wasps. Even when he is drinking tea, his expression is equally focused.

Chu Yiyang looked at the two uninvited people, and said directly: "Yingying didn't come."

"Cough cough cough..."

The young master of Tianqin Sect coughed in embarrassment, and the head disciple of Mingyang Sword Sect also showed embarrassment behind the teacup.

The young man in red looked at them coldly: "I have already said when I was in Qingye Mountain City, your relationship is broken, if you come to entangle me again, I will not be polite."

"Cough, don't say that." The young master of Tianqin Sect wiped off the tea from his lips, and said, "Goodbye is also a friend, besides, we didn't come here for Yingying today."

"That's right." The head disciple of Mingyang Sword Sect nodded, adhering to the tradition of never saying two words if he could say one word.

The boy in red narrowed his eyes.

Zong Ning and the two couldn't help feeling guilty.

In terms of age, the two of them are a little younger than the person in front of them. Before Qingye Mountain City, they only heard the name of Mr. Jinling and knew his achievements, but they had never dealt with him.

"In the past, it seemed that you were trying your best to catch up with Beitang—" Zong Mo just started to say something, but was interrupted by Ning Shaoyou: "Jian Zun."

"Yes." Zong Mo slapped the table and corrected cautiously, "Jianzun Beitang. We have always wanted to get close to you—especially Shaoyou."

As he spoke, he pushed his friend beside him, but Ning Shaoyou didn't even refute, and acquiesced.

Chu Yiyang looked at Ning Shaoyou, thinking that he is a sword repairer, but in fact, he is also a sword repairer in his own capacity, so it's not surprising that he would want to exchange ideas.

"—No chance." Zong Mo continued, "But it's okay now, everyone is in the Nascent Soul stage." Then we can communicate!

Listening to his words, Chu Yiyang's eyes became subtle when he thought of their sudden visit today.

It feels like you used to focus on chasing the first place in your grade, but now you are out of gear, and the two poor students who have been unable to catch up and wanted to play with you for a long time can finally come up to play with you.

Changing the original Ying Jiexin, it would be strange not to call these two out, but Chu Yiyang who was sitting here was reminded of going to school by them - the two young monks in front of him were quite like him, smart but limited classmate.

The young man in red looked at them with a slight smile on his pale but still perfect face.

Before the two of them had time to rejoice that he accepted their intention, they heard Chu Yiyang say slowly: "If you want to humiliate me like this, you'd better get rid of this idea as soon as possible. Even if I have lost my realm now, I still have to step on it." People who have entered the fusion period, and their consciousness is still there, can kill you as well."

He thought that this sentence would scare them away, or at least reap their terrified expressions, but the reaction of the head disciple of the Mingyang Sword Sect was completely different from what he thought.

Ning Shaoyou's eyes burst out with a bright light: "You have indeed been in the fit period before!"

Zong Mo shook his head and applauded in amazement: "Brother Ying."

After the rare excitement, Ning Shaoyou returned to his previous cold and solemn appearance, "Brother Ying, Zong Mo and I absolutely have no intention of humiliating you." He frowned slightly and said, "In my opinion, others You may not be able to go back after falling into the lower realm, but you will definitely be able to go back, Brother Ying."

Zong Mo nodded beside him: "Not bad!"

Chu Yiyang felt a little funny: "Even if you say so, I can't let you stay with Yingying."

The two straightly said that they had already seen it away, and that it would be good to be friends.

After these two people got out of their love brains, they were quite good at talking, which made Chu Yiyang feel in the mood to communicate with them, and then finally figured out why the two came here in such a hurry.

This time, Kunlun’s scripture hall is open to all sects who came to congratulate, and young monks have the opportunity to see various classics inside.

But there is a problem with this—these mind-dharma classics are placed in the Buddhist scriptures hall, and if your consciousness does not reach the required state, you cannot take them off the shelf.

It's like there are countless delicacies in front of you, but you can't get them.

Although Chu Yiyang's cultivation level has fallen to the Nascent Soul stage, his consciousness has reached the early stage of integration, which is enough to win most of the books in it.

Zong and Ning warmly invited him to go to the Buddhist scriptures hall together tomorrow after resting, and they left reluctantly.

Watching the two leave, Chu Yiyang poured the tea in the cup into the tea tray, and got up from behind the table.

The red clothes hung down on the shoe, and he said to his maid: "I'll go out for a while."

He thought that three days would be enough time, and he would go to the Buddhist scriptures hall when there were fewer people, but when the two of them talked about it, he was aroused.

He left the place where he was staying, and fled from the northernmost end of the Twelve Houses of the Jade Tower to the Buddhist scriptures hall.

As soon as he entered this blessed land of Langhuan built by Kunlun, his eyes swept over the bookshelves that seemed to be so high and the crowd holding classics in the hall who were fascinated by the books. With a long three-strand beard and inconspicuous clothes, the administrator of the classics was slowly flipping through the bibliography in his hand, and put his access token in front of him.

When the old man looked up at him, the young man in red said, "Where are the miscellaneous books like travel notes?"

"Over there." The old man stroked his long beard and raised his hand to point him in a direction. Chu Yiyang said thank you, took back the pass token and walked in that direction.

The old man nodded, looked back at the book in his hand slowly, and then said as if he remembered something, "I forgot to tell this young man that Sword Master is there."

Thinking that Beitang Hanye doesn't eat people, he shook his head, "That's all."

So when everyone was intoxicated in the classics area, as soon as Chu Yiyang came to the miscellaneous classics area where no one else was expected, he saw Beitang Hanye standing under the bookshelf.

Compared with that on the accumulation fund platform, his figure was a little less determined and a little more calm.

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Tomorrow I wish that I can make up an update, but if I don’t see an update during the day, it means that my wish has failed.

[Also, it’s okay to fill it with nutrient solution until I force it to change (.]

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