Zheng Ming's voice was not too high, but the one present was not a great cultivation level. They could hear Zheng Ming's words very clearly.

"See, tsk, this is the consequence of the wrong choice. This Zhu Taishang felt that he had chosen a beautiful jade, but he did not expect that what he found was just a stone, but instead threw away the real beautiful jade."

"Now that I have obtained the Red Beauty Sword and want to get close to me, it seems a bit too late."

"No, Elder Zhu really misunderstood this time. Tsk tsk, a person with peerless divine resources was mistaken by her. This is really intoxicating in her eyes."

"Don't stand and speak without any pain in your back. Zhuo Yingkang is a first-class talent, and Daluo's sword body is also rare in the world. What's so strange about admitting mistakes?"

Before the person who was defending himself finished speaking, someone said, "Yes, there is nothing strange, but in this way, it may not be so easy to get Zheng Ming to contribute to the Zang Jian Palace."

"Zhuo Yingkang is too involved. Now he is good. He won nothing and lost his master. Tsk tsk, I believe that the matter of his kneeling for Zheng Ming will spread throughout the Jin Dynasty."

These arguments naturally inevitably came into Zhuo Yingkang's ears, and Zhuo Yingkang's face became extremely ugly.

He even had the urge to tear those gossiping guys apart. When he was just recognized as Daluo's sword body, these people curled up with him like flies who saw meat. Now that he had no value in flattery, he became the smell of the mouth of them. These people were so hateful!

But he could only bear it. He knew that if he had a temper, he would definitely be even more embarrassing, so he was unhappy and could only bear it.

"Mr. Ming. You have obtained the Red Beauty Divine Sword. It is also a great event for our Burial Sword Palace. However, there is another major event after the Red Beauty Divine Sword. My master needs to introduce it to you." Li Qiuran and Yun Yuerong Zheng Ming said softly to Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming has a lot of good feelings for protecting his Yun Yuerong. So when she heard that her master and apprentice did not say anything ugly.

Just when Zuo Laogui also came to invite Zheng Ming to go and talk, Zhen Xuanzi walked over with a smile on his face and said, "The news of the birth of the two masters and the Red Beauty Divine Sword, the master will be very happy to hear it. I hope the two masters will prepare well. See you again in a month."

Zheng Ming looked at Zhen Xuanzi, who was not frustrated on his face, and Ying Shaodian felt a little confused. When Chiyan Mountain just came, he looked like he was determined to win the Hongyan Divine Sword. How did he become so fast now?

"Hmph, let me tell you, in one month, we will go to Chiyan Mountain. I don't know whose things belong to the Ten Thousand Fire Lotus Pond?" Before Zuo Laogui could speak, Zhu Xinrong said firmly.

Zhen Xuanzi did not continue to speak, but bowed very politely to say goodbye. Just as they left, Ying Shaodian's voice sounded in Zheng Ming's ears: "Zheng Ming. See you in Wanhuo Lotus Pond!"

This sentence is a challenge!

A challenge that Zheng Ming understands and Ying Shaodian understands equally!

Ying Shaodian, who was watching as he stepped on the fire bull Lin and rolled up a red cloud and left. A trace of cold light rose in Zheng Ming's eyes.

Zheng Ming didn’t know what was in the Wanhuo Lotus Pool and what kind of challenge would Wanhuo Lotus Pool be? However, there was also a flame burning in his heart.

That is. I, Zheng Ming, are definitely not weaker than anyone!

The Burial Sword Palace was filled with thousands of peaks and valleys, and they were all immersed in one thing, that is, Zheng Ming transformed into a sword and the heroic posture of the king of thousands of swords.

The magic sword Hongyan has been born and has not fallen into the hands of Chiyan Mountain.

He has always regarded Chiyan Mountain as his biggest opponent as his disciple of the Burial Sword Palace. He was very happy and very happy about this result!

However, the main hall where I was at night was brightly lit at this moment, and all the figures above the elders of the Burial Sword Palace gathered in the main hall.

Zhu Xinrong and Li Qiuran sat side by side in the center of the main hall, and the expressions of the two were a little serious.

"Although the Hongyan Divine Sword did not fall into the hands of Chiyan Mountain, saving us a major crisis, the Hongyan Divine Sword is not in the hands of our Burial Sword Palace now." Zhu Xinrong looked down with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "How should we deal with this matter?"

Everyone below all had their eyes flashed. Since the time when the Burial Sword Palace was established, a ancestor passed down the decree that those who obtained the Hongyan Sword would be the main burial Sword Palace.

This is why, when Ying Shaodian of Chiyan Mountain Sect came, the entire Burial Sword Palace seemed so nervous.

Although they can use the word "subsistence" to fight against the ancestor's decree, Chiyan Mountain is also not a vegetarian.

They believed that as long as they told this reason, it would be the time when the Chiyan Mountain soldiers were buried in the Sword Palace.

Now, although Chiyan Mountain has not obtained the Hongyan Divine Sword, the Hongyan Divine Sword has fallen into Zheng Ming's hands. Zheng Ming is not the person they sent, but represents the sword tomb meeting attended by Wuhua Valley.

This has already made the senior management of the Burial Sword Palace feel embarrassing.

For a moment, many eyes fell on Cen Yuezhu. After all, it was Zhuo Yingkang, who Cen Yuezhu found to replace Zheng Ming. Moreover, because Cen Yuezhu's disciples participated in this Sword Tomb Meeting, there was no place left for Zheng Ming.

If Cen Yuezhu hadn't been tossing there, a quota would always be left for Zheng Ming when Zheng Ming arrived.

In that case, Zheng Ming represented the participation of the Sword Palace in the Sword Tomb, and now he would not let the Sword Palace be so passive.

Cen Yuezhu's face was very gloomy. At this time, she not only scolded Zhuo Yingkang for being incompetent, but also blamed those who put the blame on her.

Although I made the proposal, didn’t you agree with it when I made it? And this decision was made by Master, but now why there are problems, it has become mine.

Although she was unhappy, she didn't dare to say it out loud. After all, this would offend most people, especially Zhu Xinrong.

"Master, for the disciples, the Red Beauty Divine Sword must be kept in our Burial Sword Palace. We can find Zheng Ming and give him some things like heavenly treasures and earthly treasures, so that he can hand over the Red Beauty Divine Sword."

Cen Yuezhu said here, with a gloomy voice in her voice: "How can the divine sword left by our ancestor of the Burial Sword Palace fall into the hands of outsiders!"

Although Cen Yuezhu has something wrong, she still has some hardcore people after all, let alone the Hongyan Divine Sword Sword Palace's psychology is the psychology of many elders of the Burial Sword Palace.

Li Qiuran looked at the elders who spoke, and a hint of mocking appeared in her eyes, but she didn't say anything.

But Yun Yuerong clenched her fists tightly. These elders were really shameless. When Chiyan Mountain forced her to come, why didn’t the Hongyan Divine Sword be the Burial Sword Palace forever?

If the Hongyan Divine Sword falls into Ying Shaodian's hands, will they still have the courage to propose that Ying Shaodian hand over the Hongyan Divine Sword?

Just as she was about to speak, Li Qiuran gently pulled her and signaled her not to speak.

"What if Zheng Ming was unwilling to hand over the Hongyan Divine Sword?" Zhu Xinrong's words were filled with a faint smile.

"Master, if Zheng Ming is willing to hand over the Red Beauty Sword, it will be good for everyone. If he is unwilling to hand over, we must not let it go to the Burial Sword Palace."

In order to make up for the loss of points he had in front of his master before, Cen Yuezhu quickly said: "We can complete it in two steps. The first step is to ask the master to take action and let Master Zuo from Wuhua Valley come forward and persuade Zheng Ming."

"If Zheng Ming disagrees, then we can only force the Hongyan Divine Sword from Zheng Ming's hands!"

Speaking of the last word, Cen Yuezhu clenched her fists, looking like Zheng Ming was not handing over the Hongyan sword, and she was willing to fight.

"Senior Sister Cen is right. If Zheng Ming dares not hand over the Hongyan Sword, then let him know the power of our Burial Sword Palace."

"Hmph, I am buried in the Sword Palace, so how could he, a child with a yellow mouth, refuse?"

Zhu Xinrong's sneer on her face was increasing, but she did not speak. Instead, she waited for everyone to finish her words and said to Li Qiuran: "Qiuran, you are the palace lord of our Burial Sword Palace. What do you think of this?"

Li Qiuran pondered for a moment, and finally clasped her fists and said, "Master, I think it's better for us to follow the ancestral teachings."

"You traitor, are you going to give our Jianjian Palace foundation for many years to others. Do you do this to be worthy of the ancestors who sacrificed their lives for Jianjian Palace? Do you do this to be worthy of the disciples of Jianjian Palace who regard you as the sect leader?"

"Even if I die until the last person in battle, my disciples from the Burial Sword Palace will never sell themselves to the enemy!"

Cen Yuezhu said passionately. After she said this, she clasped her fists at Zhu Xinrong and said, "Disciple, please ask the master to remove the position of Sect Master Li Qiuran!"

"Haha, I'm not letting you be the palace lord?" Zhu Xinrong snorted coldly, "I just think about your own power, but I don't see when it's now."

"Chicyan Mountain is eyeing it, and it is when we work together to resist it. Zheng Ming can be recognized by the Hongyan Divine Sword, and that is the future ruler of our Burial Sword Palace."

"Yuerong girl, please tell Zheng Ming later, and I will say that I am willing to replace the deceased master and accept him as my disciple, and allow him to take over the position of the Palace Master of the Sword Palace."

Yun Yuerong, Li Qiuran and even everyone present were shocked. According to their understanding, Zhu Xinrong, who should have been stubborn, would never surrender to Zheng Ming even if he did not forcefully obtain the Hongyan Sword from Zheng Ming.

But unexpectedly, Zhu Xinrong actually offered such conditions.

As the Supreme Elder of the Burial Sword Palace, Zhu Xinrong's seniority is extremely high. If she takes Zheng Ming as a disciple on behalf of her master, then it would be no problem to cooperate with the beauty sword in Zheng Ming's hand and Zheng Ming takes over the huge Burial Sword Palace.

More importantly, she also wants Zheng Ming to take the position of sect leader, which is equivalent to sending the foundation of the Burial Sword Palace to Zheng Ming. (To be continued.)

ps: Huhu, the passage of Burial Sword Palace has been written, but this is just the beginning of Ming Shao’s trip to Dingzhou. The Wanhuo Lotus Pond behind is the most important one. Haha!
Chapter completed!