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The Ling Xiao Sword School respected the sword. Among the three trials to select the head of the school, the second sword skill was naturally the most eye-catching. Many disciples put down what they were doing and sneaked to the Heaven Contempt Peak, ready to see how elegant Gu Jiansheng would be when he wielded his sword. Most of the other Elders also turned a blind eye. After all, this was a rare opportunity. Even if the disciples could comprehend a ten-thousandth of Gu Jian Sheng's sword intent through observation, it would be of great benefit to them in the future.
While everyone was waiting expectantly, Mu Zixuan was still absent-minded. "Why did Master say those words to me before? He rejected the people of the Imperial World Starry Sky so much. Could it be that he has enmity with the Imperial World Starry Sky? No, that's impossible. With Master's temperament, even if he had a grudge, he wouldn't make things difficult for a girl of the younger generation. Then … could it be that Master saw through my plan and said those words to intimidate me … "
He vaguely sensed that Gu Jian Sheng was particularly repulsed by Ning Youyou and the entire Imperial Starry Sky, but he couldn't find the reason. While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard an uproar.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, several figures descended from the sky. Led by Sect Leader Xuan Ning, a group of leaders of the sect landed on the high platform in front of the palace and took their respective seats. Another two figures landed on both sides of the platform.
The person on the left had a tall and sturdy figure. He had a lion's nose, a wide mouth, and a thick beard that was like a halberd. He naturally possessed a steady bearing that was as deep as an abyss and as lofty as a mountain. It was Daoist Qing Yue.
But even though the newcomers were all extraordinary, everyone's gazes were still directed at the person on the right. He wore a crown on his head and a sword hung at his waist. He had an otherworldly aura and a transcendent appearance. No matter when or where, Gu Jian Sheng would always be the focus of attention. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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"Heavens! Is it 'unbearable'? Martial Uncle Gu actually equipped this sword. This will be an eye-opener! "The disciple in front made a fuss.
The disciple next to him looked at Gu Jian Sheng's waist and saw that there was only a wooden sword on his waist. The wooden sword was dull, without a blade or a scabbard, and it was just tied to his belt. The disciple said disapprovingly, "What do you mean by 'unworthy of mention', isn't it just a wooden sword …"
The previous disciple sneered, "A wooden sword? Have you heard of the 'Southern Border Divine Tree', Fragrant Tree? That's a monster ancestor that's even older than our Ling Xiao Sword School. The wooden sword you mentioned is made from a branch of the Southern Border's divine tree! Don't underestimate the wooden sword. It could cut through gold and jade like cutting tofu! Martial Uncle Gu has never used this sword lightly. Since he brought it here today, it shows that he's serious. I'm afraid Martial Uncle Qing Yue won't be able to last more than a few moves. "
"What a joke. Although Martial Uncle Qing Yue hasn't been in position for the past few years, he has always been in charge of the sect's affairs on behalf of the Sect Master. In fact, the position of Sect Master has already been decided by him a long time ago. Martial Uncle Gu is just a foil, so why would he really go all out?"
"That's right, that's right. Moreover, why do you think Martial Uncle Qingyue was able to subdue the other Elders who had been eyeing him covetously all these years? It's all because of his profound cultivation. When Martial Uncle Gu first joined the sect, it was Martial Uncle Qingyue who taught her everything on behalf of his master."
Amidst the clamor, the current Sect Master, Reverend Xuan Ning, asked Shang Ying, "It's time. Is everyone here?"
Shang Ying said, "He Guqiong and Junior Martial Brother He have been wandering outside for many years. I didn't expect him to come, so I won't mention him. However, Martial Uncle Lu Zhenwu is also missing. I wonder where he went?"
Xuan Ning sighed. "Alright, then we won't wait any longer." Then he stood up and said to the two people on the arena in a clear voice, "There are three tests for the Sect Master, and the second one is the 'sword test'. Ling Xiao Sword School is named after the sword, and the sword is respected. If you want to take on the position of Sect Master, you must have amazing sword skills. Are the two of you ready? "
Qing Yue and Gu Jiansheng nodded. Xuan Ning stroked his white beard and said, "The two of you are the pillars of the sect, so neither of you can be missing. Although the sword technique is important this time, you can't lose control. Don't injure your fellow disciples, let alone take their lives. Otherwise, you will be punished according to the sect rules. Do you all understand? "
"We understand!"
"In that case, if there are no more questions, then let's begin!"
As soon as the word "begin" was said, the atmosphere on the arena froze. The sword intent rose layer by layer, and everyone on the scene couldn't help but take a step back. At this moment, Mu Zixuan quietly stepped back and focused all her attention on the sword technique. Gu Jiansheng and Qing Yue, the two great masters, were occupied with each other and had no time to spare. Now was the best time to save Ning Youyou and escape.
However, at this moment, a loud voice came from the sky. "I have a question!"
As soon as the voice came, a figure descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the arena. It was the Head of Su Mo Mountain, Lu Zhenwu. Lu Zhenwu bowed and said, "Sect Master, I have a question. I wonder if a person who has evil intentions and harms the sect is qualified to participate in the Sect Master election?"
As soon as he said this, everyone started discussing. Xuan Ning Zhenwu said seriously, "Junior Martial Brother, don't be so mysterious. Who are you talking about, and what are you talking about?"
Lu Zhenwu sneered and said sternly, "The person I am talking about is none other than Sect Master's disciple, the number one swordsman in the sect, Gu Jiansheng!"
Lu Zhenwu pointed his finger at Gu Jiansheng. Gu Jiansheng chuckled as if he didn't hear anything.
"As for what I'm talking about …" Lu Zhenwu slowly turned his arm and pointed his finger in another direction. The disciples seemed to be afraid of being pointed at, and they all moved to the sides. Behind the crowd, Mu Zixuan's figure appeared. "Mu Zixuan, your master's competition is near. At this time, where do you want to go?"
"There are so many people in front that I can't see clearly. I want to find a quiet place to watch from afar. Senior Martial Uncle Lu, are you going to interfere?" Mu Zixuan was shocked that her whereabouts were exposed, but she pretended to be fine.
"Humph, I don't dare, I don't dare. I am an old man without any virtue or talent. How can I interfere with you …"
Lu Zhenwu raised his voice and said aggressively, "Prince Zi Wei is destined to shine the world, and stain the world with blood!"
"What, Prince Zi Wei!?" Before the disciples understood what was going on, Sect Master Xuan Ning and many Elders stood up in shock. Dozens of eyes stared at Mu Zixuan.
Lu Zhenwu's eyes wandered back and forth between Gu Jiansheng and Mu Zixuan. He said, "That's right. Prince Zi Wei, who should have died seventeen years ago, did not actually die. Instead, Gu Jiansheng exchanged a peach for a corpse. Gu Jiansheng harbored evil intentions and wanted to use Prince Zi Wei's destiny to overturn the Heaven and Earth. So, he took Prince Zi Wei as his disciple and kept him by his side. And that Prince Zi Wei is you … Mu Zixuan!"
Mu Zixuan felt dizzy and couldn't help but stagger. He knew from Ning Youyou that the Imperial Starry Sky Realm had carried out a bloody and crazy plan seventeen years ago. He lamented and pitied the hundreds of babies who had been killed, but he never imagined that he would be the biggest beneficiary of that plan. Prince Zixuan, who had gathered the destiny of a hundred babies into his body, could vaguely hear the cries of babies echoing in his ears and the thick smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose …
In a panic, Mu Zixuan instinctively denied, "You, you must be joking. How could I be Prince Zi Wei?"
Lu Zhenwu sneered and said, "I know you won't admit it. I have evidence. Come up, you two!"
As soon as his voice fell, a few disciples led a middle-aged couple over. The couple had rough hands and big feet, and their appearance was plain. At a glance, one could tell that they were ordinary farmers, completely incompatible with the otherworldly aura of the High Heaven Sword Sect.
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