Soul Devouring Sword Master

Along the way, we crossed multiple realms, and even with the help of the cross-region teleportation array, it took us a while to finally reach Jianzong.

Along the way, Lin Xiao had been resting, not practicing, just sleeping. For some reason, as soon as the fate battle ended and the tight strings in his body were loosened, Lin Xiao felt sleepy.

It wasn't until he was almost there that he was woken up by Chu Yang.

When approaching Jianzong, Lin Xiao noticed that there was a change in the entire Jianzong. He couldn't explain the details, but it just felt more majestic and majestic than before, with an added mysterious feeling, as if there was a strange... Power enveloped the entire Sword Sect.

"It seems that it must have been baptized by luck."

Looking ahead at the approaching Jian Zong, Jian Feiliu stroked his beard and said with emotion, unable to hide his excitement. Perhaps, this will be the beginning of Jian Zong's rise.

Soon, the three of them flew close to Jian Zong.

"Who is coming!"

At this time, a sharp shout sounded in the sky, and immediately several figures came at extremely fast speeds. When they saw three people flying with swords, they were startled.

"Sect...sect master!"

Several people were startled at first, then overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

"Quick, go and inform the deputy sect leader, elders and the others!"

A round-faced young man shouted, his face full of joy.

"yes!"

Several Sword Sect disciples hurriedly flew into Sword Sect.

"The sect master and the others are back, the sect master and the others are back!"

Hearing this, the entire Sword Sect was boiling instantly!

All the disciples, elders, and deputy sect masters, whether they had something to do or not, all ran out. Even some warriors who were practicing stopped and ran out.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

The dense sound of breaking wind sounded, and figures rushed up one after another. They appeared in a dense swarm above Jian Zong, numbering thousands of people.

The leaders were the two deputy sect masters, Han Zhao and Cang Xuan, followed by the chief elder, Han Yu, as well as a group of elders, deacons, and disciples.

"Meet the sect master!"

Everyone clasped their fists and bowed, and the sound shook the sky.

At this time, five days have passed since the end of the Battle of Fate.

Two years ago, the rearranged list of the Eastern Wilderness was released, and what happened in the Battle of Luck had already been spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness. Naturally, everyone in the Sword Sect also learned about it.

Although three of the five Sword Sect disciples participating in the battle of luck were lost, Lin Xiao managed to win the Son of Luck and bring the baptism of luck to the Sword Sect. The impact it has brought has been washed away.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Lin Xiao and the son of luck, with shock and admiration in their eyes.

Especially some female disciples kept staring at Lin Xiao, looking up and down, without concealing the love and admiration in their eyes. Lin Xiao looked a little embarrassed, and touched his nose helplessly, feeling happy in his heart. Sighed.

"Sect Master, our Sword Sect has taken down the Son of Luck this time unprecedentedly. We have already prepared a banquet for you to come back and celebrate together. We will get drunk before resting!"

Deputy Sect Leader Han Zhao smiled and gave Lin Xiao a thumbs up.

Beside him, Cang Xuan was also smiling, but deep in his eyes, there was a glimmer of light that was hard to detect.

"Haha, okay, let's go, let's all have a drink together today!"

Jian Feiliu laughed heartily, waved his hand and said with great pride.

Soon, a long banquet was set up in the Sword Sect. Everyone in the sect, from the disciples to the sect master, and even the handymen, were given a glass of wine, and they drank and drank, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Of course, some people were also left to guard the sect, just in case.

"It's rare, Sword Sect, it's been so lively for a long time!"

Jian Feiliu picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, looked at the figures around him, and said with some emotion, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Lin Xiao.

At this moment, Lin Xiao was busy drinking. The brothers and sisters around him were toasting to him one after another, making Lin Xiao too busy to drink. He drank one cup after another.

For a martial artist, with strong physical fitness, he rarely gets drunk, but he can't bear to drink one cup after another. After a while, Lin Xiao's face also showed a bit of drunkenness, and his words were a little confused. .

Some female disciples, the brave ones, would also go up to offer Lin Xiao a drink, with unconcealed admiration in their eyes. After all, this was the son of destiny, number one on the Eastern Barren Rankings, and the best among the younger generation in the Eastern Barren.

Before that, even if they were killed, they would never have thought that they would have the opportunity to come into contact with the Son of Destiny.

If you can have a glass of wine with him, you can brag about it for the rest of your life.

Moreover, thanks to Lin Xiao, all of them have been baptized by the rain of luck, their bodies have transformed, or they have broken through bottlenecks, and all of this is thanks to Lin Xiao. Even in the eyes of many people, Lin Xiao He is simply their great benefactor.

The center of the banquet was Lin Xiao. Surrounded by a group of brothers and sisters, he was toasting, booing, and laughing. It was very lively.

Seeing this, Jian Feiliu also had a smile on his face and said silently in his heart, thank you, Lin Xiao!

"Here, I really didn't misjudge him back then!"

Next to him, Han Yu was holding a wine jar, and he drank half of the jar without paying any attention to his image as the chief elder.

"Yes, it is true that the younger generation is to be feared, and the younger generation is to be feared. I never thought that a son of luck would appear in our Sword Sect. This is the first time in hundreds of years, please bless my Sword Sect."

Deputy Sect Master Han Zhao sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank it all with a smile on his face.

The other elders and deacons also sat together, drinking and chatting happily. It had been a long time since they had such unbridled happiness.

Today, everyone got drunk!