I Am Full Of Charm, And I Am Regarded As The Son Of Destiny

As Xuanyuan approached, Huo Qingmeng also left.

I haven't seen her in ten days. It seems that because of the refining of the Yuanci sword fetus, the sword intent on her body that could stab people's eyes has become more and more sharp.

The bow of the sun wheel ancient boat.

"Congratulations to Qing Meng for leaving the customs. It seems that you have achieved a lot this time."

Chu Shenxiao turned around and smiled lightly.

"Thanks to senior brother, Qing Meng has successfully refined the Xiantian Sword Embryo."

Huo Qing dreamed of seeing Chu Shenxiao, still a little unnatural, a blush could not be restrained on his face, it was too beautiful.

She said, "Thanks to the big brother", but it was not a polite word, but sincere.

"If it weren't for the senior brother who insisted on going to Qianxing Lake, I would not have gotten this innate sword fetus. It is worthy of being the lord of the banished immortal. With great blessings and amazing luck, even I, who was by his side, would have gotten So lucky. '

Thinking of this, Huo Qingmeng felt more and more that Elder Xuanji's Yi Dao cultivation base was so profound that he could be counted as such a person.

Eldest brother can enter my profound abyss, I am afraid that it will be difficult for my sect to decline in the future.

"Does your sword fetus have a name now?"

Chu Shenxiao asked casually.

"name?"

Huo Qingmeng held the Xiantian Sword Embryo in his hand. It was an extremely beautiful long sword with a blue blade and twinkling stars, just like the stars in the sky.

She suddenly remembered what the elder brother said when she heard her name when she first met Chu Shenxiao.

'When I'm drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy. '

There was a trace of tenderness and admiration in Huo Qingmeng's eyes, and he said:

"Let's call it 'Galaxy Sword'."

Chu Shenxiao smiled, he was not a fool, so he naturally understood where Huo Qingmeng got his name from.

"Good name."

Huo Qingmeng walked to Chu Shenxiao's side, looking at the huge island approaching in the distance.

"Brother, please look over there."

She pointed in the direction of Ancestral Whale Island.

Chu Shenxiao looked in the direction of her finger.

But see, thousands of miles away, there is a fairy island with colorful clouds and strange lights coming and going, as if the splendor of the sunset and the colorful aurora are integrated into one furnace.

On it, there are mountains everywhere, there are streamers shining everywhere, there are dancing cranes, there are flying boats coming and going, there are palaces and jades, there are cities in the sky, and there are palaces in the water.

Its majestic momentum and boundless atmosphere are all seen in Chu Shenxiao's life, far better than the previous Shuiyun sect.

"This is... Xuanyuan Holy Land, Ancestral Whale Island."

Chu Shenxiao murmured.

Huo Qing dreamed that he was shocked, and said with a smile:

"It doesn't look like this on weekdays. This is Xuanyuan opening the mountain gate to welcome senior brother into the sect."

"meet?"

Chu Shenxiao frowned.

The majestic holy place actually opened the gate to welcome a disciple into the sect?

There was a misty look in Huo Qingmeng's eyes.

"Brother, do you know how long it has been since there was a disciple whom Xuan Yuan opened the mountain gate to welcome?"

"It's been five hundred years..."

She took two steps forward and stood at the very front of the ancient solar boat, looking excited and proud.

"Three thousand years ago, Huo Tianxin, the patriarch of the Huo family, survived six or nine days of calamity, became the Supreme Dharma Prime Minister, personally visited Xuanyuan, and reached an agreement with the head teacher at that time. blessing."

"On that day, Xuanyuan opened the mountain gate, and seven supreme beings came out to welcome him. It is a good story."

Huo Qingmeng grasped the railing of the bow with a little force, feeling very excited.

"Seven hundred years ago, Huo Wuji, the genius of the Huo clan, worshiped Xuanyuan. Because he was the real body of Xiantian Nanli, he was born with the ability to drive the congenital true fire, so he was highly valued by Xuanyuan. He believed that his future achievements would be limitless, so he opened his eyes. We welcome you at the mountain gate."

"Since then, Huo Wuji has been brave and diligent. At the age of 100, he achieved Dharma status. After 200 years of age, he went through six or nine days of calamity and became supreme. He entered the way of swordsmanship with the congenital Nanming Lihuo. His combat power is unparalleled. He is called "Huo Jueshi".

When talking about Huo Wuji, Huo Qingmeng was obviously very proud. The little face of Lao Gao was just like talking about herself, which made Chu Shenxiao feel quite interesting.

But it didn't last long, she continued:

"Five hundred years ago, today's Supreme Headmaster, Lord Yancang, worshiped Xuanyuan. Although he did not have an innate divine body, he was born with a dharma in his mother's womb. He was able to leave his body as soon as he was born. This is unheard of. He is a peerless genius, so Xuan Yuan also opened the gate to welcome him."

"Later, Lord Yan Cang also became supreme within two hundred years. His dharma is known as the best in the world, unparalleled in the world, can span thousands of miles, and kill enemies in the palm of his hand. He is called 'Yan Wushuang'."

"The peerless Huo Wuji and the unparalleled Lord Yan Cang, when the world was discussing martial arts in Taixu Palace three hundred years ago, the two of them killed 37 supreme masters who had gone through six or nine days of calamity in succession, and saved Xuanyuan In the midst of difficulties, he turned the tide and fell, helped the building to collapse, and saved Xuan Yuan from the brink of annihilation."

Huo Qingmeng turned to look at Chu Shenxiao with fiery eyes: "Brother, you are the only one who has won this honor in five hundred years since Yan took charge of the teaching."

"Anyone who can make Xuanyuan open the mountain gate to welcome them has once been famous and valued by the world. Senior brother is the honor of the exiled immortal, and he will receive the courtesy of Xuanyuan, and he will surely have brilliant achievements!"

Chu Shenxiao stared in a daze at Zujing Island, which was getting closer.

The flame called ambition burned blazingly in his heart.

The ancient solar boat began to slow down, and slowly descended, approaching Zujing Island.

Chu Shenxiao could clearly see the envy and shock of every martial artist on Ancestral Whale Island when they looked up.

On weekdays, the entrance to Zujing Island is forbidden to fly.

Except for the head seat of the Ninth Academy, the supreme teacher, and the distinguished guests of the sect, only peerless talents are allowed to fly into the sect from above when the gate is opened.

The rest of the people, even if they are Faxiang Zhenjun, have to go in obediently step by step.

With the slowest speed and the most solemn posture, the ancient sun wheel slowly flew into the Ancestral Whale Island from above.

Along the way, countless fighters on the island, either riding a crane to control a boat, or flying with an imperial weapon, or flying in the air, all stood in the void, looking at this rare scene.

Huo Qingmeng retreated quietly, leaving the stage to Chu Shenxiao.

At this moment, Chu Shenxiao, who was standing in front of the ancient sun wheel boat, was the focus of everyone's attention, the entire Xuanyuan Holy Land.

He shook the folding fan lightly, with a calm expression and unparalleled demeanor. I don't know how many men feel ashamed and envious, and how many women dream of him. He will never forget it in this life.

"Rumble~"

As the tail of the ancient solar boat also completely entered the Xuanyuan Mountain Gate, the voice resounding throughout the whole territory suddenly resounded!

"Welcome~Young Master Shenxiao enters the sect!"

"Welcome~Young Master Shenxiao enters the sect!"

The respectful voice of all the martial arts disciples in Xuanyuan Holy Land spread thousands of miles away, stirring up countless waves, and gods and ghosts were at a loss when they heard it.

Bathed in this glory, Chu Shenxiao suddenly calmed down, and just whispered in his heart:

"I am coming."