Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

The Tianlin Sword is the treasure of the Xiaoyao Sect and has been held by the master for thousands of years.After the death of the previous master, this sword is logically in the hands of Mr. Yue Yi.

But now, the sword came out of its sheath automatically and flew into Chu Woyun's hands.

Chu Woyun was in so much pain that he just wanted to leave the execution ground as soon as possible. When he saw what he was holding in his hand, he shook the sword guiltily and fell to the ground with a bang.

The golden light hadn't completely dissipated, and it hovered around him vaguely.The Sanjinglian has been torn apart and seriously damaged, so the pill picking ceremony cannot continue.

Chu Woyun heard whispers from all around.

"Isn't that Yue Yijun's sword? What? He made a move?"

"I didn't see this, did you? It's the token of Xiaoyao Sect's head, and it's not Yue Yijun's exclusive weapon." A person with a lot of experience said, "I guess this sword didn't fly under Yue Yijun's control."

"It's not controlled by the sword master. Could it be that the sword has thoughts of its own?"

"That's not true, it's just that, I heard that this sword only recognizes the only head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and that Lord Yue Yi has never used the sword since he took over as the head of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"This... Could it be..."

It only takes a few words, and the monks understand the meaning of the words.A powerful weapon is not willing to submit to a mediocre master.If an unrivaled weapon is not controlled by its master, but is willing to be driven by another person, then the ownership of this weapon should be reconsidered.

The Tianlin Sword is not only a weapon, but also symbolizes the highest and heaviest position in Xiaoyaozong.This can't help but make people feel sad.

Although it is Xiaoyaozong's internal affairs, all outsiders are very interested.Being able to watch a few bigwigs from the number one sect of the Immortal Sect pick each other up, there will be no shortage of gossip for people to entertain in the next few months.

The Tianlin sword flew back into his hand again, but it was useless for Chu Woyun to withdraw his hand. As much as he retreated, the sword would get closer, sticking to his side, bathed in the pale golden radiance he radiated, sticking to people like a puppy.

Chu Woyun is not good at using a sword, and he never brings a sword when fighting.In the past, he didn't pay too much attention to Tianlin Sword.He is sure that he has no friendship with this sword, but what is the current situation?It made him very embarrassed!

He looked at Yue Yijun who had a green face with an apologetic look as if he had accidentally slept with his wife.

"Everyone, don't be surprised. I can give a reasonable explanation for all this." A clear and refined voice came from the entrance facing the main entrance of the Imperial Palace.

The visitor was dressed in a snow-white fox-fur collared cloak, which brought a gust of breeze. He was tall and tall, with a white veiled hat on his head.He is not alone, there are three or five young monks following him, and the monks are supporting an old man with silver hair, white beard and white eyebrows, who is slightly crooked. No one would regard him as an ordinary old man who was dying.

When the monks saw the visitor, they showed surprise expressions, and they took the initiative to come over to greet him.Others continued to gossip while biting their ears.

"That white-haired old man, could it be Jun Ye, who is known as one of the Three Swords of Freedom?"

"That's right, he is the only one left alive in the previous generation of the Xiaoyao Sect. Even Mr. Yue Yi should respectfully call him Master Uncle."

"What are the Three Swords of Freedom? Which dynasty is the old Huangli, I think that old thing can only serve as a mascot, how much trouble can it cause?"

"This statement is wrong. His seniority is extremely high. Even though he has lived in seclusion all year round, he is still the most respected person in the previous generation in the cultivation world. I saw him once at a sect meeting not long ago. , but he was startled."

"Happy Three Swords? Which Three Swords?"

"Naturally, Sheng Yangzi, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, will be the next one. The next one will be Jun Ye in front of me. It's just that the last one is quite mysterious and has no name handed down from generation to generation. I only know that she is a female cultivator with profound Taoism in the Xiaoyao Sect."

"There's a good show to watch next!"

Fortunately, Chu Woyun didn’t hear these gossips, otherwise his head would explode again. Any new setting that pops up suddenly that is not in the original book will give him a kind of tension of "who am I, where am I, and what should I do?" panic.

Mr. Chunye is old and doesn't like to talk very much. In response to the overtures of young juniors, he only nodded slightly, with a calm expression, then turned his eyes around, and stopped for a while when he glanced at Chu Woyun. Although Chu Woyun looked depressed, he was still alive and kicking, and shook his head again, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Woyun supported his numb waist and eyes, at a loss for the current situation.

After Jiang Jue signaled to Mr. Chunye, he took a step forward and said loudly to everyone, "I am Jiang Jue, the master of Xiaoyao Sect's Yuxu Peak. I specially invited Uncle Chun Ye to come out of the mountain for the sake of the millennium foundation of Xiaoyao Sect. event."

The crowd became agitated, and it seemed that a good show was really about to be staged.They looked at Mr. Yue Yi silently, and saw him standing at the top of the steps. Although he was still standing upright, his face was ashen, and the back of his hand holding Fuchen could clearly see the bulging veins. His majesty could not conceal his anger.

Mr. Yue Yi closed his eyes, first greeted Mr. Chunye, and then said loudly: "Junior Brother Jiang, what advice do you have?"

Jiang Jue looked directly at Mr. Yue Yi, and said: "Brother Xie, I have always had some doubts in my mind. Taking advantage of today's gathering of the leaders of various sects, in front of Master Chun Ye, I hope to reveal the past to the world."

He had already expressed his attitude by calling Yue Yijun "Senior Brother Xie".

Li Gezi hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "Junior brother Jiang? What are you talking about? I know that you have lived in Yuxu Peak for a long time, and you will inevitably complain, but you can't easily slander the head. What do you want? Why can't you open it up before? Do you have to keep it in your heart and still confuse the public here?"

He tried his best to focus on the conflict between Jiang Jue and his sect, but the pale words didn't help.

"Senior Brother Li Ge, you are the one who confuses the public." Jiang Jue said bluntly, "But you are also the one kept in the dark. When you know all the truth, it will not be too late to recognize the master."

Li Gezi was speechless.Jiang Jue suddenly pointed at Chu Woyun, and said to Yue Yijun: "As we all know, the successive masters of the Xiaoyao Sect will ask Tianlinjian to recognize a new master before returning from the eternity, and this person will also be the new master of the Xiaoyao Sect. However, your successor After that, although he has been in charge of Tianlin, he has never drawn his sword out of its sheath, and often does not even wear his sword. Yue Yi Jun, how do you explain?"

Outside the arena, there was a lot of echoing sound.The curiosity of all the monks was raised high.

Mr. Yue Yi didn't speak, Jiang Jue continued: "This is one, and the second is that you and Senior Brother Chu are both direct disciples of Sheng Yangzi, the head of the school, but you often alienate him, exclude him in the sect, and make him isolated and helpless. And why?"

Chu Woyun said anxiously: "Why didn't I realize that I was isolated...it's nothing..." But he had no strength, and his voice was low, and no one heard him at all.

Some people complained about Yue Yijun: "I think Sheng Xuzi is very good at Xiaoyaozong, at least a little better than you. After all, in a sect, who is close to whom and who is not against whom is due to personality reasons. It's more important, brothers still fight like hell, not to mention senior brothers, no one can force Yue Yijun to prefer someone, right?"

After Jiang Jue heard this, he didn't respond directly to that fellow daoist, and sneered under the curtain: "No deal? Well, then, three or four years ago, you fabricated a lie to lure Senior Brother Chu into the Pill Picking Formation in an attempt to murder His life, if I hadn't been careful to find out the news, would Brother Chu still be standing here? What kind of enmity, what kind of grievance, can let the dignified master Yue Yi use such indecent methods to deal with a stubborn disease, and he can't leave the medicine? What about the useless people?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.Thinking about how Chu Woyun was about to die in the Sanjing lotus array just now, and Yue Yijun still looked unmoved, everything made sense, so the spearhead and public criticism were directed at Yue Yijun.

The fellow Taoist who spoke by the name of Yue Yijun was also at a loss for words, and his expression was awkward, unbelievable.

Jiang Jue: "But now, the Tianlin sword is out of its sheath for the first time in a century, but it directly recognizes Senior Brother Chu as the master. Why?"

"Please excuse me, brother, for asking too many questions. When I was young, I was taught by the uncle who is the head of the sect. The uncle often said that to become an immortal, you must first be a human being. To be a human being, you need to cultivate your body. To cultivate your body, the most important thing is to cultivate your mind. Dyeing pitch black in the midst of power, jealousy, and desire, then what qualifications does such a person have to hold the Tianlin sword in his hand, what qualifications does he have to be in charge of the world's number one immortal sect?"

"I once vowed to fulfill his last wish. What my uncle wants is what I want." Jiang Jue's curtain turned to Chu Woyun: "What my uncle loves is what I love."

Chu Woyun felt that his gaze was on him, it was a gaze full of ambition and expectation.He understood why Jiang Jue had always been towards him, and also understood the deep meaning of his previous actions.The former head Sheng Yangzi gave Jiang Jue the care and care of his life mentor, and he turned this care into a heavy responsibility.He firmly believed that the next master in Sheng Yangzi's mind was Chu Woyun, but Yue Yijun Xie Chong used despicable means to seize the position of master.Therefore, this responsibility allows him to assume the role of "corrector" without hesitation.But since Yue Yijun came to power, one of Jiang Jue and Chu Woyun was dispatched to Yuxu Peak in the west with the worst environment, and the other to Wusui Island in the east. .Coupled with Chu Woyun's unintentional power struggle, his painstaking efforts have been stranded for nearly a hundred years.

Now, he thinks, is the time to rectify.

This put Chu Woyun in a dilemma. On the one hand, Lord Yue Yi fell and he took over himself. This was something he did not want to happen at all.The protagonist of this book is Long Xie, other people, no matter what sect master you are, they are all npcs, being the sect master is of no use in clearing the game.He doesn't like to manage the sect, and he doesn't like to shoulder the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the sect. Even if he is the heir appointed by Sheng Yangzi, he doesn't want to live so tiringly.On the other hand, the four words "Xie Chong harmed me" written by Sheng Yangzi have always been a nightmare that he doesn't want to recall, but can't get rid of.Even if he has never met his titular relative, master, and character Shengxuzi Chu Woyun, he can't deny that deep down in his heart there is still that kind of admiration for his elders.If this is what Sheng Yangzi really wants to see, then he needs to do it, otherwise, he is sorry for his conscience.

He was struggling, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the corridor on the right. Long Xie still quietly watched the farce with his hands behind his back, and smiled at Chu Woyun with a playful expression.