The old man's eyes were deep and ancient, like the vast starry sky. As he opened and closed his eyes, the sun, moon, and stars were reflected in them. He was obviously not an ordinary person.
"Who's there?"
Wang Xiong's face tightened. He quickly stood in front of Lan Caixin and looked at the newcomer vigilantly.
However, Lan Caixin's eyes shone with a trace of disbelief. She said hesitantly, "You are … Qing Xuan's Grandmaster?"
"What? Qing Xuan's Grandmaster? "Wang Xiong was stunned.
"I didn't expect that there would be someone in the current Bamboo Sword Sect who could recognize me, an abandoned disciple of the sect." Supremacy Qing Xuan stroked his long beard and smiled.
Lan Caixin received confirmation and immediately knelt on the ground excitedly, "Disciple Lan Caixin greets Grandmaster! Grandmaster, your portrait is still hanging in the Purple Bamboo Hall of the sect, so disciple recognized you at a glance.
Disciple boldly requests Grandmaster to return to the sect and take charge of the situation. Let the Bamboo Sword Sect regain its ancient glory, kill the devil, and restore our world! "
Wang Xiong wanted to go up and greet him, but after thinking about it, he did not move. It was because he suddenly remembered that he was no longer a member of the Bamboo Sword Sect.
"Killing the devil and restoring our world, is easier said than done?"
Supremacy Qing Xuan laughed self-deprecatingly. He looked at Lan Caixin and said, "I was kicked out of the Bamboo Sword Sect three hundred years ago. I no longer consider myself a disciple of the Bamboo Sword Sect.
However, I am indebted to the Bamboo Sword Sect, and I can't bear to see its legacy end. Today, I will give you the complete Green Bamboo Sword Manual to end the karma of the past. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Supremacy Qing Xuan pointed his finger. A golden stream of light streaked across the void and fell into Lan Caixin's head.
Lan Caixin could not help but tremble. She suddenly felt that the endless characters turned into a martial arts classic that filled her mind. It was the Bamboo Sword Sect's signature spiritual art that had been passed down for countless years — the Green Bamboo Sword Manual.
When she came back to her senses, she realized that Supremacy Qing Xuan was no longer in front of her.
"Junior Brother, where is Grandmaster?" Lan Caixin asked anxiously.
"He left," Wang Xiong said.
"Gone? Sigh, what a pity. If Grandmaster Qing Xuan was willing to return to the sect, he could destroy Lin Xuan and the River Sect with just a flick of his finger.
In the end, we still have to rely on ourselves for revenge.
Now that we have the complete Green Bamboo Sword Manual, our Bamboo Sword Sect will be able to rise quickly. In the near future, I will definitely be able to kill Lin Xuan with my sword! "Lan CaiXin said with resentment in her beautiful eyes.
Wang Xiong opened his mouth. He wanted to persuade Lan Caixin to stop being enemies with Lin Xuan, but he found it hard to say. He knew that it would be useless to say it.
"Junior Brother, let's go. We'll return to the sect immediately."
"Senior Sister, I, I won't be going back."
"Why? Are you really going to be Lin Xuan's lackey? "Lan CaiXin said with a cold expression.
"Senior Sister, if a person goes back on his words, then how can he still have the face to stand in this world? Moreover, if I don't go back to see Master, he will very likely vent his anger on the sect. With his current strength, it won't be difficult for him to destroy the entire Bamboo Sword Sect. Senior Sister, take care. I believe that you will definitely be able to lead the sect to prosperity. I'm leaving! "
Wang Xiong looked at Lan CaiXin with reluctance. He gritted his teeth and decisively turned to leave.
Lan CaiXin wanted to make him stay, but felt very powerless. She could only helplessly watch Wang Xiong leave.
"Junior Brother, I will definitely increase my strength as soon as possible. In the future, when I kill Lin Xuan, I will bring you back from him! Wait for me! "
After a long time, she gritted her teeth and also left the General's Temple, walking towards the mountains in the west.
Not long after the two left, an incomparably wretched figure limped out from a corner behind the temple.
This was a young man with ragged clothes and wounds all over his body. His body was covered with countless wounds, and in many places, white bones could be seen. His right hand had disappeared, leaving only the broken bones of his wrist exposed to the air.
Under the scattered long hair, his originally handsome face was pale. A pair of cold eyes flashed with a venomous light, making people not dare to look at him directly.
"Lin Xuan! Wang Xiong! Lan CaiXin! I, Xu Tianxing, am in this state today, all thanks to you! Just you wait, I will definitely not let you go! "
After a night of fighting, Xu Tianxing finally escaped from the group of crocodiles.
He knew that his reputation had been greatly reduced, and his hand was crippled. If he returned to the Bamboo Sword Sect, he would definitely become the laughingstock of his fellow sect members. It would be difficult for him to raise his head for the rest of his life.
Other than the sect, there was another place he could go, and that was the Divine Feather Sect.
The granddaughter of one of the elders of the Godly Feather Faction was very fond of him. Although that woman was a bit ugly and a bit chubby, and compared to the devastatingly beautiful Sister Lan, the difference was like the difference between heaven and earth. However, the current him seemed to have no other choice.
After a slight hesitation, he walked towards the North River Pier.
…
In the tent, Lin Xuan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. His hands formed a seal, and his robe fluttered without wind. The Essence Qi in his body was surging like a burning furnace, causing the surrounding air to surge.
Boom!
The surrounding air shook, and Lin Xuan opened another meridian.
He did not stop because he felt that there was still a large amount of energy left in the cells in his body. After opening only one meridian, he still had energy left.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
After opening four meridians in one breath, he gradually stopped.
Lin Xuan opened his eyes and slowly stood up. The bones in his body crackled, and the blood flowed in his veins. There was a faint sound of a stream flowing, and the ground under his feet trembled slightly.
After entering the Seventh Level of the Spirit Body, every meridian opened not only increased his strength, but also made his overall strength more flexible. The strength of his Qi was both hard and soft, and its power was far greater than before.
"Opening the meridians and refining the blood is no small matter. However, this cultivation speed is not enough to satisfy me. I hope that tomorrow night's auction will not disappoint me. "
Tomorrow was the end of the month, and every month, there would be an auction on the last day of the month. There should be people selling some rare spiritual treasures and pills, and Lin Xuan was looking forward to it.
Walking out of the tent, he saw a large number of sect members gathered at the door. There were layers of guards, and they were vigilant, as if they were facing a great enemy.
"What's going on?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.
"Master, are you done cultivating?" Zhao Kun hurried over, and said with a serious face, "Zhao Tiehu is here!"
"Hmm?"
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt a little strange.
Didn't he already inform Mu Qingxue to take care of her subordinates? How did Zhao Tiehu come out?
"How many people are here?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Three, Zhao Tiehu only brought two subordinates." Zhao Kun said.
"Let's go and see."
Only three people came, and they definitely weren't here to fight. Lin Xuan also wanted to see what Zhao Tiehu wanted to do.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles.
Zhao Tiehu was wearing an ordinary black robe, and his cold face was like a knife, revealing a firm and dignified aura.
His left sleeve swayed in the wind, and his remaining right hand was behind his back. He looked at the Crocodile Dragon Bay in the east expressionlessly, and frowned. No one knew what he was thinking.
His two subordinates were like two wooden pillars standing ten meters away, with their hands on the hilt of their swords, and their eyes looking down. They were clearly well-trained soldiers.
"I didn't know that Lord Zhao would be coming, and Lin Xuan didn't welcome you, please forgive me!"
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