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Chapter 1877 How can it be as you wish(1/2)

Chapter 1877

Yuyang Palace, the place where Tianxuan Sword Saint goes in seclusion in Youlan Courtyard.

The hall was filled with holy light, with stone pillars standing in front of it, and the high walls stood at the end, and the Tianxuan Sword Saint sat upright on a floating stone platform.

Surrounded by flowing water below the stone platform, the high wall behind is painted with extremely majestic ancient murals.

The Tianxuan Sword Saint seemed sacred and solemn, Bai Shuying's face changed, but she didn't know how to reply.

Half a month ago, she made a vow in front of Ye Qingtian that she would never step into Zi Lei Peak in this life.

Even within a radius of ten miles, she would walk around and never get close to a step.

Now that the master asked her to invite someone in person, she would definitely not accept it. This is too slap in the face.

"Disciple doesn't mean this."

Bai Shuying lowered her head and said, "She knew that Tianxuan Sword Saint had always been strict, and what she said just now was already very heavy."

Little did they know that Tianxuan Sword Saint was also quite confused.

She knew the nature of this disciple and was extremely proud in her bones, but she rarely showed it.

It is definitely not because I am a saint, but I look down on ordinary disciples in the inner sect, and I don’t value my identity too much.

In fact, my disciple didn't take the title of Saint Youlan seriously.

"Are you concerned about some of his words? I have heard about some of his things. After I come back, I remain unchanged and have many rude words to you."

Tianxuan Sword Saint opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly.

"Disciple doesn't like this person."

Bai Shuying tells the truth.

Tianxuan Sword Saint said: "I naturally know that you don't like it. It's enough for him to like you. If you invite him, you will come. But you don't need to be polite to him. Just invite him, so Long Yun can't say anything."

The white and sparse shadows showed a look of embarrassment on their flawless face as beautiful as jade.

In the past, this was not a big deal, she could do it casually.

But there is really hard to say at the moment. If I took the initiative to go, Ye Qingtian would not know how proud he would be.

Thinking of the other party's face, Bai Shuying was so angry that she could only respond: "Disciple will handle this matter well."

She plans to agree for the time being and let others do it later.

Tianxuan Sword Saint saw through her thoughts and said directly: "You must do this. Seven days later, the Master will summon all the potential sword cultivators of the Tiandao Sect, and then personally teach Ye Qingtian must be present and must not be absent."

"The reason why my teacher asked you to do it is because he had some ideas about you. Even if he came, the Great Sage Long Yun would pursue it. I would have a way to deal with him, leaving him speechless and speechless."

A strange color flashed in Bai Shuying's eyes, and she was surprised. What methods does this lewd have? Why are Master and Dasheng Long Yun both optimistic about him so much?

He is just a cultivator in the Death Xuan Realm. Even if he is the top of the Earth Group, his realm is still far from that of the monsters in the Heaven Group.

Even if he could go to the Tianhuang Tower once, he would definitely not be able to catch up with these late Nirvana masters in a short period of time.

"Master, there is no need to be too concerned about the Great Sage Long Yun." Bai Shuying was not convinced.

On the surface, it is said that Long Yun Da Sheng is actually trying to make Tianxuan Sword Saint, so there is no need to care too much about Ye Qingtian.

“Today is different from the past.”

Tianxuan Sword Saint sighed lightly: "He is already a disciple of Long Yun, and his meaning is quite obvious."

Since all the doors are closed, if others try to conquer them again, the problem will be quite big.

To put it seriously, it just doesn’t take Long Yun Dasheng seriously.

"Close disciple!"

Bai Shuying was really surprised now. She was not the closed disciple of Tianxuan Sword Saint, and Ye Qingtian actually took the lead.

This is incredible!

On that day, when the group of swordsmen was having a fight, I thought I was just a madman, but I didn't expect that such a big deal would be made in just a few months.

Tianxuan Sword Saint reminded: "This matter is calm. You don't need to be wronged, and you don't need to go against your original intentions. Just invite him. If Longyun pursues it, he will only say that this is what you mean."

Bai Shuying bit her lip and had to nod her head to respond.

After all, his arm could not twist his thighs. Tianxuan Sword Saint repeated it three times, obviously he had decided, so he couldn't help her.

That guy must be very proud!

Bai Shuying turned around and left, frowned slightly, her face was full of uninterrupted expressions, and she was really worried.

...

Inside Purple Thunder Peak.

Lin Yun didn't go out for half a month, and he had been in Ziyuan's secret realm, accompanying Xiao Bingfeng to concentrate on planting trees.

In his spare time, he will practice the Firefly God Sword to consolidate his cultivation level at the peak of the seventh level of the Dead Mystery Realm.

Occasionally, I will learn how to live a relaxed life by Xiao Bingfeng’s magic tricks.

The pain of retreat in the secret realm of three lives

After half a year of cultivation, the harvest is really huge, and you also need to relax a little to digest this harvest.

Relaxation and moderation is the right way to practice.

"Lin Yun, look at the sacred tree growing taller!"

Xiao Bingfeng's voice came, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and the dead energy disappeared in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, and the underworld flowers danced with them, dissipating invisible.

The Shenxiao Sword Technique has been practiced to the tenth level, and now the Netherworld Aura that Lin Yun has mastered has reached an extremely exaggerated level.

Lin Yun looked up and saw Xiao Bingfeng gesturing excitedly. Now the seedling of the sacred tree is as tall as Xiao Bingfeng.

Half a month, it was about the height of a palm.

A stream of abundant spiritual energy emanated from it, and you can vaguely see the divine light jumping on the green leaves.

According to Xiao Bingfeng, the Zi Yuan Secret Realm was a holy place before, with sacred mountains, fairy ponds, rivers, lakes, birds and beasts,

As well as the Thunder Pool of Wanjie, the God of Fire, the Fairy Pool, the Ancient Sword Tomb, the Tibetan Dragon Island, and the Tiansheng Mountain, there are all kinds of cultivation treasure lands.

Holding the sword box on your back means carrying an immortal holy land, you can practice at any time.

Of course, it's still too far away now.

Except for the sacred tree seedlings that are a little green, the rest of the places are deserted and dilapidated and dead.

"Have you used up 30,000 kilograms of true dragon holy liquid?"

Lin Yun said curiously.

“It’s done.”

"Ah, I've used it up so much..." Lin Yun said in surprise.

Xiao Bingfeng covered her mouth and smiled, "It's okay, the best nutrient for the Wutong Divine Tree is actually the ashes after the phoenix's Nirvana. The True Dragon Sacred Liquid can barely be used, and it will grow taller in the future. After seven feet, the Divine Tree will be alive."

Lin Yun's eyes lit up and he said, "I heard that the divine tree is full of treasures. A branch can be sold at a sky-high price. A divine leaf can increase its cultivation level. Add some water at will and you can drink it as a holy tea."

Xiao Bingfeng stopped the seedlings and said fiercely: "What are you going to do? It is still a child, so don't make any decisions about it."

This girl!

Lin Yun couldn't help laughing, you are also a child.

"Don't bet on the tree baby. I will continue to teach you the magic tricks of the silkworm. There are dozens of changes that you haven't learned."

After Xiao Bingfeng finished her fierce fierceness, she smiled and pulled Lin Yun aside, leaving for a long time before she felt relieved.

"Hehe, this Heavenly Silkworm Wonderful Hand was a masterpiece of this emperor back then. It can break many magical powers and magic. Even the Thousand Mechanisms and Immortal Cloud Hand are known to be unparalleled in the ages. This Emperor Heavenly Silkworm Wonderful Hand is not at all."

As Xiao Bingfeng spoke, her hands began to change.

With your hands up and forward, connect them with your thumb, with your left palm facing inward and your right palm facing outward.

"It's time to start!"

Xiao Bingfeng smiled and her hands began to change slowly. Her movements were very slow, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the spring breeze and rain.

It looked very slow, but in a short while there were many afterimages, as if thousands of hands were like flowers, constantly opening and closing.

There are many changes, but they are tightly matched and there are traces to follow.

Lin Yun looked at it for a while and was dazzled and slowly couldn't keep up.

Swish!

Just as he was surprised and confused, Xiao Bingfeng smiled, and Lin Yun was surprised to find the many holy patterns on his holy robe.

They were all like silk, pulled out one by one, turning into colorful flowers and floating around him.

“This is really magical.”

Lin Yun praised softly, and then said, "My holy robe is ruined..."
To be continued...
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