The Mercenary War God of the City

"The disciples pay respect to Master."

At this moment, Ai Wen knelt down very decisively, even if Emperor Xiao Qing had no time to stop it.

However, the main hall master of the temple showed a surprise look on his face, and he quickly reached out his hand to help Ai Wen up, laughing loudly, "Good, good, today is a good day, my alchemy, there will be a successor immediately, too Alright, hahaha."

"Congratulations, Master, congratulations to Junior Sister."

On one side, Wu Fan's face showed excitement, "Since then, the master's alchemy has been inherited by the younger sister, and it is finally complete."

The Lord of the Three Halls on one side also shook his hands and said in joy, "Brother, you just accepted an apprentice, but you have pitted me."

He had a toothache on his face, "Will your disciple still lack the pill? It is impossible. However, you actually pitted me a bottle of Jidan, which I plan to use to build my disciple Basic use."

"Congratulations to the main hall master."

The people in the other temples also hurriedly said hi.

At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at Ai Wen different.

From now on, the personal disciple of the temple master will have a high status, and his status will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Moreover, they know very well that the main hall master has always regretted that alchemy has not been inherited. Now, after receiving a satisfactory disciple, he has a real successor in alchemy, and the main hall master will definitely love this disciple very much.

At that time, Ai Wen will become the most terrifying prince among the younger generation in the entire temple.

Even Jieyang, the biological son of the Second Palace Lord, might not be comparable to Ai Wen in terms of status.

"Big Brother!"

At this time, a deep voice rang, "Your alchemy is not trivial. How can you easily choose a disciple to pass it on? I don't agree."

A burly and domineering middle-aged man walked over.

Behind him is Jieyang who has just fled away in embarrassment.

At this moment, Jie Yang's injury had completely recovered, and he was looking at Emperor Xiao Qing and Ai Wen with a smug look, and even made a gesture of wiping his neck at the two.

He came to the crowd, looked at Ai Wen, then at Emperor Xiao Qing, and finally at the Great Hall Master, with a low voice, "Brother's alchemy is the best in the world. In the world of cultivation, he can join in alchemy. There are so few that surpass you, how can you pass it on so easily?"

"Second brother, this is a bad word."

The main hall master smiled and said, "Ai Wen is my favorite disciple. I said that if she can inherit my alchemy, she can inherit my alchemy. Does the second brother think that I have to get your consent to accept a disciple? ?"

"Don't dare."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, "Big brother naturally has the freedom to accept disciples, but the three masters of our temple have the same siblings. I think it would be too hasty for big brother to accept disciples and pass on alchemy."

"In the temple, among the younger generation, there are not many people who are suitable for practicing alchemy. The eldest brother should first select descendants from these people, rather than just accept one as a disciple."

He raised his head and looked at the main hall master with awe-inspiring eyes, "Big brother, what do you think of me?"

"What do you think?" The main hall master smiled, looking at the terribly ugly face of the third hall master.

"Second brother, you are too lenient." The third hall master said indifferently, "Big brother's alchemy is his own knack, and who he wants to pass on is his business."

"The third brother's words are wrong."

The second hall master snorted coldly, "Our three brothers are in the same siblings, and we are all working hard for the future of the temple. It is because the elder brother's alchemy is unparalleled in the world, so we should be more cautious in choosing disciples, instead of randomly choosing one to become your disciple. ."

"Then you think, who should I choose to be my disciple?" The main hall master said with a smile.

"Jieyang is born with the body of three suns, even the light sacred fire invades, he is the most suitable person to cultivate the nine volumes of pill."

The second hall master pointed to his son Jie Yang, with a proud look on his face, "Furthermore, Jie Yang is your nephew. It is most suitable to pass the nine alchemy scrolls to him."

"puff..."

As soon as this was said, the faces of everyone in the field showed weird colors.

The people of the temple had long known that the second hall master wanted to let his son get the alchemy of the big hall master, but it didn't feel strange.

Ai Wen laughed on the spot, "Interesting, I thought you were so righteous, saying that for the sake of the temple, it turned out to be for the sake of your hopeless son."

"boom!"

When Ai Wen smiled, the Second Hall Master's expression became cold, and an aura burst out, a terrifying aura to suppress Ai Wen, and said coldly, "Even if you are my elder brother's disciple, you are only a junior. There are Are you talking about it?"

From the rear, Emperor Xiao Qing stepped out, raised his head, and looked at the Second Hall Master with a cold expression, "Bullying the small by the big, you can try to see if this king can beat you with a single sword."

With this surging weather, when he encountered Emperor Xiao Qing, only a sword groan sounded, and Emperor Xiao Qing seemed to have a divine sword rising.

Sword intent turned across the air, instantly splitting this momentum.

His black hair is flying, a terrifying edge is looming, and his eyes are directly looking at the second hall master with coldness.

When the Great Hall Master who was going to take action saw Emperor Xiao Qing stepping forward, his face couldn't help showing a strange color, and he did not continue to take action, but looked at Emperor Xiao Qing with interest.

However, the Lord of the Second Hall squinted at Emperor Xiao Qing, "Are you the Emperor Xiao Qing, the Dragon King?"

"It's this king."

Emperor Xiao Qing had his hands on his back, his sword intent was surging, and his sharp aura was no weaker than that of the Second Hall Master.

The Lord of the Second Hall burst out with a powerful and unmatched aura, moving towards Emperor Xiao Qing's suppression.

However, his aura was like surging waves, wave after wave, but still had no effect.

Emperor Xiao Qing's sword intent rolled around, and the terrifying sword intent directly tore the aura to pieces.

Then, an illusory sword intent that was hard to see with the naked eye directly slashed over, and in a sudden, all the momentum of the Second Hall Master's body was split apart.

boom!

The face of the second hall master changed, and his figure couldn't help shaking.

He raised his head and looked at Emperor Xiao Qing with an extremely solemn expression in his eyes.

"interesting."

After a long time, he laughed, "It's really interesting, a mere junior has such a terrifying kendo, no wonder..."

The latter words were not said, but everyone understood.

In this time of imposing confrontation, the Second Hall Master actually lost to Emperor Xiao Qing.

You must know that the strength of the second hall master has reached the level of earth-shattering, even if the foundation-building period is strong, the second hall master can slap it to death with one palm.

However, he actually lost!

"impossible..."

With a look of shock on Jie Yang's face, he didn't believe that his father would lose to Emperor Xiao Qing in the confrontation.

"If you lose, you lose."

The second hall master smiled indifferently, "Although your cultivation is weak, your kendo is very weird. I am afraid that even the sword king's kendo can't compare with yours. It's really interesting."

"Although the cultivation base is weak, cutting you is enough."

Emperor Xiao Qing carried his hands on his back, and said leisurely, "If you talk nonsense anymore, what if this king will strike you with a sword?"

"Arrogant."

The Second Hall Master, who was still welcoming with a smile, suddenly became pale with anger when he heard this sentence. His voice was cold and angrily said, "Good boy, so arrogant, even if the base building period is not reached, I dare to be so arrogant , I really don't know how high the sky is."

"How high is the sky and how thick the ground is, can you accurately calculate it?" Ai Wen stood beside Emperor Xiao Qing and hummed, "Even if today's technology has reached a very advanced level, it cannot be accurately measured. Not to mention you."

"Well, some people, who don't have a bit of common sense, still like to talk nonsense, it's really boring."

She sighed, completely not paying attention to the Second Hall Master.

"Well, boy, you dare to be rampant in the temple with someone behind you, but do you think the people behind you can really protect your safety?"

The second hall master looked at Emperor Xiao Qing and Ai Wen in a cold voice, and a majestic aura rose, "Today, even if the person behind you comes in person, this hall master will not stop here."

In a sudden burst, an aura that was ten times stronger than before directly suppressed Emperor Xiao Qing.

Emperor Xiao Qing raised his head with a calm expression on his face, "This king wants to see why you don't stop."

A fierce sword intent slowly rose.

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