The Sacred Mountain of Sword Sect is closed and opened. It has been uninhabited for more than a thousand years, but it is still majestic and solemn, without any sense of destruction.

In the inner room, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, and on the opposite cushion was the Star Sword Lord, wearing a green robe, covering his entire figure, with only a pair of eyes exposed outside, and a faint joy appeared in the calm.

"There are successors in the Sword Sect. I will never be ashamed of my ancestors. Even if I disperse, I will feel at ease." The voice was warm and peaceful, just like the elders in the family. The Star Sword Lord seemed to have no concealed the comfort in his eyes.

Mo Yu paused and said, "Why should I call you the First Sword Master, or the Pre-Emergency Sect Master?"

"The previous sect leader has died, only one soul left. You should call me the first sword master." The master of Xingchen Sword smiled faintly, showing open-mindedness, and was not surprised that Mo Yu could detect these things.

Mo Yu nodded and was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly, "Don't worry, since he has become the master of the Sword Sect, I promised that the Sword Sect will never let the Sword Sect fall in my hands."

The Star Sword Master's eyes lit up suddenly. After receiving this promise, he had no more worries. His breath began to dissipate quickly. After a few breaths, only a green robe fell on the cushion.

The deadline for the remnant soul has come, and even Mo Yu is unable to save it. He sighed and bowed his head slightly, and greeted the respected ancestor of the Sword Sect. The Master Xingchen Sword did not say much about why he suddenly died back then. I think it was because he did not want the heavy burden of hatred on the sword sect. He stood up and opened the window. He could look down at most of the Sword Sect's mountain gates, and a feeling of heaven and earth suddenly surged into his heart.

Since entering the Central Region Continent, he has been in awe and trembling with danger every step.

Never thought that he has become the leader of the Sword Sect and has become one of the giants in the mainland today.

Looking back, are you all okay?

...

The continent has endless territory, and few monks can travel all over it, but the vast ocean that really occupies most of the plane is the vast ocean. The deep sea is pitch black, and the huge water pressure is enough to easily crush the seventh-level monk into meat pie. The sea beasts that can live here are all extremely terrifying existences.

The ferocious monster fish with three heads, silver scales and a body of more than a hundred meters long, were lying on the reef after a full meal. As the lord of this sea area, their breath was enough to scare away any intruders.

But at this time, the three-headed silver-scale monster fish opened their eyes at the same time, revealing a cold and cold feeling. They also sensed the breath of the invaders. They felt that their majesty was offended. The huge tail of the three-headed silver-scale monster fish swept away and created a dark tide. The slightly flat body shot out like an arrow, and its speed was astonishingly fast.

In the dark sea water, fists-sized black shadows slowly floated. When the silver-scale monster fish approached, a shocking scene suddenly appeared. The black shadows curled up and stretched out, and there were sea fishes with flat bodies as flat as paper. The soybean-sized eyes flashed scarlet, cruel, cold, and fearless.

"Puff" "Puff"... the series of muffled sounds were the sound of their bodies cutting through the sea water, heading towards the three silver monster fish, and siege and killing them wildly.

The roar of pain quickly rang out, and a stream of blood gushed out, dyeing a large area of ​​sea water red. Soon, the huge bodies of the three silver-scale monster fish stopped struggling, and countless tiny wounds appeared on their bodies, which opened gently from time to time.

The sea fish that were extremely flat stopped, partly dragged the silver-scale monster fish's body and quickly left behind. The rest began to swallow the bodies of the dead companions during the battle, until the last drop of blood in the sea water was filtered out, and their bodies curled up again and continued to float forward.

More than a hundred miles away from here, there is a huge deep sea valley, with huge black shadows of hundreds of meters in size, often hundreds of meters, patrolling closely the surrounding waters. The corpses of countless prey were pulled and sent into it by groups of flat sea fish. You could vaguely hear the painful roars coming from the deep valley...

...

An isolated island of more than a hundred miles in size, if you look from a high altitude, the island is shaped like a long sword. The island has simple indigenous people who have lived here for generations and never leave.

Half a year ago, there was an outsider on the island, handsome and indifferent, and easily captured the hearts of many girls of the right age on the island, but none of them could enter his strange life.

"Brother Xunliang, I'm here to bring you food again. This time my father and the others came back from the sea and caught a big turtle. It is said that it is a big supplement. It's best to stew the soup. I secretly used half of the turtle meat I distributed at home, and you must drink it all."

"Uncle Liu from the next door, I gave me a local dog some time ago. It's so cute. I'll call it Ah Huang. When Ah Huang grows up a little longer, I'll take it to see you. Brother Xunliang, you will definitely like it."

"My mother has been teaching me to cook for a while, and she has learned it very seriously. When you have time in the future, I will definitely make it for you to try it."

The petite girl in thick trousers had a slightly dark skin, but she looked more energetic and beautiful eyebrows. Her big gurgling eyes were even more adorable. After talking for a long time, she suddenly patted her head, "Oh, it's going to be dark before she knew it, but Brother Xunliang don't worry, I made the insulation specially, and it's just right to drink the soup now. I'm leaving and I'll see you again in two days. Remember to drink it thoroughly."

As he said that, he got up, patted the dust on his body, and turned around and jumped away.

When her figure left, Xunliang's body, like a dead tree, finally moved. Looking at the carefully wrapped pot beside him, he frowned, and even began to regret that he shouldn't have saved her and caused trouble for himself.

But after a pause, he took the pot and opened it. While drinking the delicious broth, a little gentleness gradually emerged in his cold and sharp eyes.

...

There were ice particles floating in the sky, and the temperature was terrible. When a breath was sprayed, it seemed that it could freeze into ice and fall on the ground.

"Senior Brother Xun Zhao, the head teacher called you over." The female cultivator wearing a long mink dress and a furry and cute hat spoke in a low voice, and a bit of red glow appeared on her eyebrows and face, adding a bit of beauty.

The gentle young man turned around and bowed, "I'm sorry, junior sister."

At the corner of her mouth, the warm smile seemed to reduce the chill in the air a lot. The female cultivator shook her head repeatedly, but her face turned redder.

The young man turned around and walked towards the hall standing on the top of the snow peak in the distance.

"I heard that Senior Brother Xun Zhao is going to be elected to the Ice Temple."

"Ah! Senior brother has only been in the sect for two years, and he is actually qualified to enter the Ice Temple."

"Really, this matter was decided half a month ago. The senior brother passed the last assessment. Now the head teacher is summoned, so this is what he should do."

"Senior Brother Xun Zhao is indeed excellent. I don't know who is lucky enough to finally get along with his senior brother."

Hearing the low conversation between the female cultivator behind him, Xun Zhao shook his head gently, his eyes fell on the deepest part of the sect, on the mountain covered with ice and snow all year round, and a trace of tenderness flashed deep in his eyes.

"Teacher, I will be able to stand in front of you soon, but... have you really had an accident?" Xun Zhao frowned slightly, and he took a breath and suppressed the thought, and his expression returned to calm.

...

In the gorgeous courtyard, a beautiful woman sat in the main seat, with her tall and towering hair and rarely decorated, and a little vermilion on her eyebrows dispelled most of her majesty, giving her a bit of the softness of a mature woman.

Looking at her beloved disciple below, she hesitated and said, "Linglong, the marriage was decided by the Supreme Consecration and the Sect Master himself, and even if you are a master, you can't refuse it for you... The second young master of the Hu family has performed well over the years and is deeply loved by the Supreme Consecration. Marrying him is not a disgrace to him."

A woman of twenty-four or twenty-five years old stood at the bottom. She looked down slightly and couldn't see clearly what she looked like, but the well-tailed long skirt showed off her plump and soft body, which was enough to tell that she must be the beautiful person.

"Teacher, I will never agree to this marriage."

"Linglong!" The beautiful woman's voice became a little heavier, but she finally couldn't bear to say to her again, "The wedding date is still one month. You can imagine it carefully. Even if you don't think about yourself, you will think about Yaya. She is growing up slowly. Do you want her to accept the fact that she has no father when she becomes sensible?"

The woman was silent for a while, and turned to the outsider with a bow, but the deep-burned memory was aroused by the teacher, and the tall figure couldn't help but appear in her mind.

How are you doing these years?

...

Zhan Yue quickly walked into the study room, looking at the figure standing by the window with his hands behind his back, the awe from the depths of his soul appeared again in the depths of his heart. She stopped and bowed respectfully, "Zhan Yue, see the sect leader."

"Get up."

Mo Yu frowned slightly. In front of her, she did not hide her emotions. She took out a jade slip and raised her hand to throw it out, "This place, you can mobilize the sect forces to find it, and strive to find its location in the shortest time."

Zhan Yue took the jade slip and swept his soul slightly, and his heart was shocked.

There is only one picture in the jade slip, stretching on the mountains, with a tall figure standing with his hands on his back, the setting sun seemed to be trampled under his feet.

Although it was just a solidified picture, the silent majesty and domineering made her mind tremble. It took a long time to slowly come back to her senses and bow, "I'll order someone to do it right away."

Mo Yu nodded. With the sword sect taking action, it should be not difficult to find this place. Now, he has enough power, and it is time to respond to the original request. Moreover, there has always been a voice in his heart urging him to go there.

I guess this day is not far away.

After calming down, seeing that Zhan Yue did not leave, Mo Yu said, "What else is there?"

"Some important things in the sect recently need to be decided by the sect leader." Zhan Yue took out more than a dozen jade slips, but she had already screened out the unimportant things and handed them over to others for handling.

Mo Yu picked up one casually, but it was a wedding banquet invitation. The Supreme Master of Baihua Sect worshipped his legitimate grandson to get married and invited the Jian Sect to send someone to him. As one of the large sects with close relationships with the Jian Sect, although it is not an affiliated sect of the Jian Sect, this is also a matter of course to maintain the relationship between the two sects.

After a few casual glances, Mo Yu wanted to put down the jade slip and casually assigned the head of the sword to express his meaning. But at this moment, his face suddenly changed, and he swept over carefully, confirming that he had read it wrong.

The name of the newcomer...Shui Zhilong!

Mo Yu put down the jade slip, his brows were already frowning. Is it a duplicate name? Or is it really a teacher?

Zhan Yue was worried and whispered: "It's the marriage of Baihua Sect. What's wrong with you, Sect Master?"
Chapter completed!