Mortal Bones

While thinking like this, Fu Yuan, the elder of Shoushan, already made a "clang" sound and sacrificed a flying sword that was kept in the Qi Mansion.

However, just when Fu Yuan was about to use his flying sword to shoot at the young monk, the young monk's figure flew past like a strong wind and suddenly said:

"Qingxuanzong, Xu Taiping, come to the table!"

When Fu Yuan heard the sound, he was first surprised, then stunned, then raised his brows and shouted:

"Lies, come back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword he had launched suddenly turned around amid a harsh sword sound and flew back to Fu Yuan.

"boom!……"

And almost at the same time, the young monk flew down to Jianping like a blue cloud blown by the strong wind.

This sudden scene caused a deathly silence in the stands around Jianping.

The disciples of Qingxuan Sect seemed to be stupid, and they all froze in the stands without blinking.

In this strange silence, the young monk on the stage with the sword hanging on his waist suddenly raised his hand to the elder Fu Yuan who guarded the mountain and said:

"Disciple Qingxuanzong Xu Taiping pays homage to Elder Fuyuan of Jiufu."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally silent stands suddenly erupted into an ear-splitting uproar.

As for the disciples of Qingxuan Sect, first you looked at me, and then I looked at you, they still had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

In the end, it was Liang Zhu who used the courage he had accumulated in eight lifetimes and confirmed to the leader Zhao Qian and Dugu Qingxiao in front of him with a trembling voice:

"Head...Head...Master...Master, then...is that really my junior uncle?"

The auras of other monks might make the leaders Zhao Qian and Dugu Qingxiao admit their mistakes, but with the auras of Xu Taiping, they would never admit their mistakes!

"Hiss...hoo..."

Dugu Qingxiao took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, then stared at Xu Taiping below, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and said without looking back:

"It's him!"

As soon as these words came out, the Qingxuan Sect disciples in the stands cheered.

And the former Princess Liang Zhu, slumped down on the chair, and then kept mumbling while crying and laughing:

"Good people are rewarded with good things, good people are rewarded with good things, good people are rewarded with good things, good people are rewarded with good things..."

As she spoke, the big tears rolled down her big eyes as if uncontrollably.

At this time, Dugu Qingxiao suddenly walked to the railing of the stand, tore open the barrier of restraints in front of him with his hands, and then shouted to Xu Taiping below Jianping with blazing eyes:

"Peace!"

Although there are only two words, they have been stuck in Dugu Qingxiao's throat for forty or fifty years.

Xu Taiping, who was standing on Jianping to greet Fu Yuan, immediately turned his head and followed the shouts after hearing Dugu Qingxiao's shouts.

When he found the stand where Qingxuanzong was and saw Dugu Qingxiao on the stand, Xu Taiping grinned, then cupped his hands and said:

"Second senior brother!"

The leader, Zhao Qian, also walked to the fence at this time, smiled brightly and said loudly:

"Peace!"

Xu Taiping immediately raised his hands to Zhao Qian and said:

"Taiping, I've met the leader!"

Then he apologized again:

"My disciple has been traveling for decades and has never reported it. Please forgive me, Master."

Zhao Qian waved his hand when he heard this and said:

"Don't talk that shit!"

Then, he stretched out his hand and slapped the fence heavily, grinned and said:

"Welcome home!"

After hearing this, all the Qingxuan Sect disciples behind him shouted excitedly:

"Congratulations to my junior uncle on your triumphant victory in Zhenwu!"

Among the monks present, those who had paid attention to the deadly battle between Xu Taiping in Kushihai and the master of Biyou Palace would not think that the "triumph" of the disciples of Qingxuan Sect was too grand.

"That is the Evil Lord with Green Eyes, a terrifying being whose combat power is comparable to that of a monk in the Jingtian Realm. Being able to survive under his hands and return to Zhenwu Tian, ​​what is it called if it is not a triumph?"

In the side room of the stand where the Guangling Pavilion disciples were, when Mu Yuchen felt that the congratulations from the Qingxuan Sect disciples were too exaggerated, Mu Yun immediately retorted to him with some excitement.

Mu Yun then added:

"You know, Elder Lou and others didn't come back alive."

Because the place where Elder Lou's aura last appeared was also in the ruins of Jinting Cave in the Sea of ​​Dry Stones, and because the birth jade he left in the sect was shattered, Guangling Pavilion had already determined that Lou Da had been there for decades. The great elder died at the hands of Evil Lord Qingtong.

When Mu Yun heard Mu Yun talking about Elder Lou, Mu Yuchen on the side suddenly fell silent.

All the disciples of Guangling Pavilion know how powerful Elder Lou is.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the wing room.

At the same time, two voices came from outside the door——

"Donor Muyun, little monk Xuanzhi."

"It's me, Dongfang Yue Cocoon."

Mu Yun immediately stood up and went to open the door.

After he opened his mouth, he saw Dongfang Yueyu and Monk Xuanzhi standing side by side at the door.

In addition to the two people, there was also a heroic woman wearing leather armor and a bright and attractive young man standing behind them.

Before Mu Yun could speak, he heard the two of them announcing their family background:

"Zhang Moyan at Zhenhai Tower."

"I'm going to the Nanchu royal family, Chu Tiancheng."

Mu Yun was shocked at first when he heard this, then opened the door completely and said, "It turns out to be General Mo Yan and His Highness Tiancheng. Please come in, please come in."

Zhang Moyan followed Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yuejian into the room, and said with a hint of apology on his face:

"We just arrived at Zhenwu Heaven and wanted to watch the game, but Tianzhu Peak was full, so we asked Master Xuanzhi to take us to watch the game."

Chu Tiancheng also said apologetically:

"Excuse me."

Mu Yun waved his hands and said:

"General Moyan, His Highness Tiancheng, what are you talking about? Please sit down and take a seat."

Mu Yuchen and Ji Ye in the wing room also stood up and greeted a few people.

And the monk Xuanzhi walked straight to the fence. After seeing that the person standing on the sword platform was indeed Xu Taiping, he immediately said "Amitabha" loudly:

"Brother Taiping, are you all right?!"

At this time, all the old friends who heard the news and rushed over also sent greetings to Xu Taiping one after another despite the power of the ban on the stands.

When Xu Taiping in the stands heard these familiar greetings, his mind suddenly flashed with the appearance of the old seniors who died in the Jinting Cave Heaven, such as Qingtong Xiejun, Lou Da Elder, Yunhe Zhenjun, and Yizhu Louzhu.

Immediately, he bowed to the stands on all sides and murmured in his heart:

"Senior Qingtong, Senior Yunhe, Senior Yizhu, Senior Lou Lao, Xu Taiping is standing here as promised."

At this moment, Xu Taiping's state of mind changed a little.

He suddenly didn't want to treat the next sword-asking as a simple transaction with Su Chan.

Xu Taiping put his hand down on the hilt and murmured:

"This is my Sword Champion Association."

As he spoke, his eyes swept sharply at the twenty-nine sword-chasing opponents standing around the sword platform, and then continued:

"My opponents are these twenty-nine swords."

"If you lose, lie down."

"If you win, I will be my Sword Champion!"

As if sensing Xu Taiping's state of mind, the Sword Champion list above the sword platform suddenly "boomed" and flipped up.

The three words "Xu Taiping" on the Sword Champion list, which were about to be split in half, gathered together again in an instant, and the brilliance emitted from the words even overshadowed all the names on it.