"Yuerong, elders discuss things again. Where can you talk? I won't leave me." The palace master sitting on the throne said in a deep voice.

Yun Yuerong knew that her master scolded her at this time, and was actually protecting herself. She agreed respectfully and was about to retreat, but she heard Cen Yuezhu giggle.

"Mr. Yuerong, Zheng Ming is not as good as Zhuo Yingkang. What else can you prove this? As long as you are a discerning person, you can see it at a glance."

"You are so protective of Zheng Ming, please, have you taken some thoughts on him?"

Yun Yuerong's face suddenly turned red. She didn't expect that this uncle whom she had always respected would say such words.

Just when she didn't know how to reply, she heard Cen Yuezhu say: "Senior sister, elders, this sword meeting is related to the life and death of our Sword Burial Palace. Please start from the overall situation and send the sword-guiding bead to Zhuo Yingkang for use."

There was restlessness in the hall, and many people even started to talk in a low voice. At this moment, the elder of the Palm Sword stood up again and said, "It's better not to change the residence, but I think the sword-induced bead is better for Zhuo Yingkang, after all, this is a bit more likely."

"The elder of the Palm Sword is right. Although Zheng Ming can pull out the Flying Fairy Sword, his spiritual veins are not good after all." Another elder stood up and said.

Just as the Lord of the Burial Sword Palace was browning, someone ran in panic.

"The Palace Master and the elders are discussing matters. What kind of morality does it mean to run in like this?" Cen Yuezhu looked at the person who was running, and scolded in a cold voice.

The person who came in was a woman in green in her seventeen or eighteen years old. Her status in the sect was much worse than Cen Yuezhu, so when Cen Yuezhu yelled, she was immediately scared to the point of being at a loss.

"Zhenru, why are you so panicked? Let me tell you slowly!" The palace master of the Burial Sword Palace asked with a hint of grace.

"Report to the palace master, the fight started!" The woman in green said in a hurry.

"Who's fighting? Make it clear!" The Lord of the Zang Jian Palace was so angry that he was extremely upset when he heard the words of the woman in green. At this time, he felt a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Zhuo Yingkang and Zheng Ming started fighting." The woman in green took a breath and calmed down a lot at this moment.

Zheng Ming and Zhuo Yingkang fought. The expressions of the elders who were discussing affairs in the Sword Palace changed. For them, the Sword Palace, this time, many young talents were invited to the Sword Palace.

The ones that gave them the most hope were Zhuo Yingkang and Zheng Ming. They had not taken action yet. They started their own actions. It was really not good news for the Burial Sword Palace.

"Senior sister, there is a saying that the dragon does not live with the snake. Zhuo Yingkang is a dragon among humans. Naturally, he cannot endure a mediocre person climbs on his head. I think this fight is inevitable."

Cen Yuezhu said this and smiled and said, "I went to find Zhuo Yingkang personally. This child is good, but he is too arrogant."

Yun Yuerong looked at the uncle with a hint of pride in her eyes, but felt that things were not that simple.

She had personally contacted Zheng Ming and knew that this person was really proud, and how could such a person be honestly at a loss?

Just when Yun Yuerong was thinking about whether there was anything else in this, she heard a giggle sounding from the hall.

Following the laughter, Yun Yuerong looked over and saw that the Sixth Master, who had always been in conflict with the world, was covering her mouth with her bare hands, looking like she was about to laugh and sag.

Cen Yuezhu naturally heard laughter. She had always been domineering among the sects, and she could not be provoked by a few specific people. She always spoke coldly about other senior brothers and sisters.

"Sister Cheng, what funny thing is that you are so disobedient here? Do you really think that the life and death of our sect is just a joke?"

Cen Yuezhu's words were not only full of severity, but also directly covered up a big hat.

Although the woman in red is kind to others in the sect and does not participate in the fight for power, she is not the one who can be controlled by others. What's more, if he acknowledges Cen Yuezhu's words, she will not have a place for her to stand in the sect in the future.

"Senior Sister Cen, the sect's major event, so I naturally don't dare to joke, but there are some particularly funny things that really make people laugh."

Speaking of this, the woman in red giggled and said, "This incident was not that funny, but after you say this to me, my younger sister, I feel it becomes more and more ridiculous."

Cen Yuezhu's face sank, but she was also a smart person, and she instantly heard something different from the words of the woman in red.

"Zhenru, what's the situation?" The palace master of the Burial Sword Palace interrupted the two of them.

The woman in green hurriedly said, "Young Master Zhuo Yingkang is a little dissatisfied with her living in the Red Sword Xiaozhu, which makes people threaten to make a big splash at the Sword Burial meeting, so that everyone in the world knows that the person living in the Green Sword Xiaozhu is not as good as him."

Cen Yuezhu nodded gently, and a hint of admiration appeared in her eyes: "Young man's passionate blood, that's how it should be!"

Her comment immediately made the woman in green look embarrassed. In the end, the woman in green said in embarrassment: "I don't know why this sentence has reached Master Zheng Ming's ears, and then Master Zheng Ming came to the Red Sword Small Building and directly... beat Master Zhuo!"

The elders of the Burial Sword Palace who were not aware of the situation in the hall all widened their eyes at this moment, and they suddenly had a little more understanding of the young man named Zheng Ming.

They seemed to have seen a stout man, and directly grabbed a beautiful boy who looked like a flower and said hatefully: "I don't agree, right? I'll beat you up until you convinced!"

"Is Zhuo Yingkang okay?" Cen Yuezhu's face suddenly became extremely stiff. The words she asked were filled with gloomy aura.

Before the woman in green could speak, the middle-aged woman in red smiled and said, "There is no big deal, but her face was swollen!"

As soon as this sentence came out, someone in the hall chuckled.

Cen Yuezhu's expression became even more ugly. She didn't understand. Although she talked about Zhuo Yingkang, she was actually talking about Cen Yuezhu, and her face was swollen.

"Senior sister, this Zheng Ming is really lawless. He must be severely punished, otherwise how can he convince the public!"

Yun Yuerong, who accompanied his master, walked out of the hall and followed behind him, found that there were a few white silk threads between his master's black hair and hair.

Although these threads are not too conspicuous and are even more difficult to detect in normal times, gray hair is gray after all.

For a moment, water marks appeared in Yun Yuerong's eyes.

"Master." Yun Yuerong called out softly, but at this time, she really didn't know what she should say.

Li Qiuran looked back at the little disciple whose face was covered with tears, and a trace of concern appeared in his eyes: "Yuerong, what's wrong?"

"Master, it's okay." Yun Yuerong swallowed what she was originally going to say and forced a smile.

"Your uncle is so ambitious. Alas, she doesn't see when it is now, and she is still fighting for power. Humph!" As Li Qiuran spoke, a trace of murderous intent emerged in her eyes.

Yun Yuerong said with some concern: "Master, you are trying to protect Zheng Ming this time. If Zheng Ming cannot get the Hongyan Sword, Uncle Master will definitely take the opportunity to attack here. How should we deal with it at that time?"

"If the person we invite this time can take the Hongyan Sword in our hands, it will be Tianyou, our Burial Sword Palace."

Li Qiuran said here, and said in a faint voice: "If we can't take out the Hongyan Sword and finally let the Hongyan Sword fall into the hands of Chiyan Mountain, then our Burial Sword Palace will be truly doomed."

Speaking of this, Li Qiuran looked at the heavenly saying with his eyes: "I hope the ancestor can protect us and let us Burial Sword Palace survive this disaster."

"Master, Hongyan Sword has been in our Sword Burial Palace for so many years, and no one can take it out in all dynasties. Now we may not be able to get the Hongyan Sword, and the disciples of Chiyan Mountain may not be able to get the Hongyan Sword!"

Yun Yuerong said here and whispered: "Master, don't worry too much."

"Girl, why don't the master understand what you say? But this time it's different." Li Qiuran touched Yun Yuerong's forehead: "The divine fire seal of Chiyan Mountain is hidden among the fires, and no one has ever seen it."

"But now, that person has conquered the Divine Fire Seal. In terms of grade, the Divine Fire Seal is stronger than the Hongyan Sword."

Yun Yuerong naturally knew about the Divine Fire Seal, but this was the first time she heard that the Divine Fire Seal was actually higher than the Hongyan Sword of her own sect.

"Master, I believe that Zheng Ming will not disappoint us."

Li Qiuran nodded and said, "If you can pull out your master's flying fairy sword, Zheng Ming's qualifications on the sword are naturally extraordinary. Girl, please prepare it too. Three days later, it will be the time when the sword tomb will open."

Yun Yuerong agreed, "Disciple obeys the order."

Three days pass by like flowing water.

In the early morning, Zheng Ming, who got up early, slowly used the Flying Immortal Sword holding the Flying Immortal Sword. Although this set of swordsmanship was created by Qin Mengyao, Zheng Ming's own control of this set of swordsmanship only reached the point of understanding.

Zheng Ming used these nine sword techniques very slowly, but when she fell into the eyes of the green sword who was carrying breakfast, she felt that what she saw was an immortal, dancing somewhere.

At this moment, she felt that the boy in front of her was so intoxicating and so intoxicating.

Standing in the corridor, she was silent, fearing that she would move, which shocked Zheng Ming.

Although Zheng Ming, who was already intoxicated by the realm of the Flying Immortal Nine Swords, discovered the arrival of the Green Sword, he ignored it.

Zheng Ming, who slowly used his sword technique, felt a trace of experience constantly appearing in his heart. With these experiences, Zheng Ming felt even more like he had vaguely grasped something.

This thing was once presented to his heart when he used Ye Gucheng's hero card, but when the time for the hero card passed, he could not think of what it was. Now, this feeling began to appear in his heart again. (To be continued.)
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