When he came to my disciple, he was my disciple. This sentence kept echoing in Mu Feiliu's heart. Who was the person coming? The sword elder of the sword sect, even the three masters in front of him could only call themselves a junior and perform the rituals of younger generations. Now the sword elder asked himself in person. If he wanted to join his disciple, he would be his disciple. For a moment, Mu Feiliu didn't know how to answer.

It’s not that Mu Feiliu was unwilling to be this disciple, but before that, he had already become a disciple, so he hesitated in his heart whether doing so would violate the teacher’s way. At this point, he planned to ask the master for his opinion, but then he was shocked. He was now in front of the three masters and the elder of the Jianmen who held the sword.

At this time, he rashly asked the master if it would cause unnecessary trouble. If these people saw the clues, how should he deal with it? He frowned slightly. He was in a dilemma now. Logically speaking, he had already become a disciple and should not be involved in other people's disciples.

But Elder Zhijian saved himself at the risk of offending the witch family and Gucheng, and his strength was so strong that it would be false to say that he was not moved at all. At this moment, Mu Feiliu's master had no movement. He should have realized his current situation, so he said nothing, otherwise he would have been able to steal the apprentice and he would have no reason to say anything.

"I...disciple, no..."

Listening to Mu Feiliu's words as if he was about to refuse, the figure sighed slightly. When Mu Feiliu's words had not yet been fully expressed, he waved his arm and Mu Feiliu could clearly feel that although he was still under the same sky and the scene outside had not changed at all, his connection with the outside world had been completely cut off.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Mu Feiliu was shocked. What kind of connection would a person with such a means have with him? He was willing to come here to save him like this. Where did the inexplicable sense of intimacy come from? He had many questions in his heart, but no one answered it.

The figure chuckled: "Little guy, I know you must have many questions in your heart. You don't have to rush to reject me. You don't have to pay too much attention to the master hidden in you. If he knows that he will definitely understand something, you will naturally understand that in front of everyone, you just need to respond."

"But, there is one thing that Feiliu cannot understand if she cannot understand it, so Feiliu cannot agree!"

"I know what you think is just the relationship between you and me, and it cannot be explained clearly in a short time. There are many things, and in the end, you will naturally know, and there is no need to hurry at this moment."

"Okay, since that's the case, Feiliu is willing to worship Elder Zhijian."

Just when Mu Feiliu said that he was willing to worship Elder Zhijian, Elder Zhijian waved his arm and the external contact came back again, but those outsiders were obviously stunned and it took a while to recover. It was obvious that just now, the conversation between Elder Zhijian and Mu Feiliu was not as simple as cutting off the contact with the outside world.

When everyone woke up, all they heard was what Mu Feiliu said, and was willing to worship Elder Zhijian. Thinking about it, they felt relieved. Elder Zhijian was the candidate of the master that all the disciples of the Sword Sect dreamed of. Unfortunately, since they entered the Sword Sect, they had never seen Elder Zhijian have a disciple under their knees.

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked up at the sky and cast envious gazes at Mu Feiliu. Not only them, but even the disciples of Gucheng and Feixian looked at Mu Feiliu with different expressions, including envy, jealousy, and hostility. Of course, these manifestations were not particularly obvious.

The reason why they had such a reaction was very simple. Although no one had said this, within the three sects, no one knew that the number one person in the Tianyuan Empire was the Sword-Handing Elder. If it weren't for the fact that this person suffered serious injuries a few years ago, how could Gucheng dared to have some ideas about the structure of the three sects?

After this trouble with Gusu Mubai and Mu Feiliu, it was good and bad for them. The bad side was that Gusu Mubai lost his life in this battle, and it was difficult to explain to Zhongzhou. The good side was that the sword-holding elder of Jianmen seemed to be injured, which avoided a crisis of the sect being destroyed.

If it weren't for the two of them that Gu Cheng thought that Elder Zhijian was seriously injured and rashly attacked Jianmen and Feixian, the consequences would be extremely heavy. If Elder Zhijian did not have Elder Zhijian, Gu Cheng would still be somewhat sure of dealing with Jianmen and Feixian alone, but after knowing that Elder Zhijian had already left the seclusion, the balance of power was immediately unbalanced.

This is the biggest gain for Gucheng. Elder Zhijian just mentioned the Luotian Sword Domain thousands of years ago. Everyone present did not understand the purpose of this name, but the head of Gucheng knew in his heart that Elder Zhijian would definitely not be aimless. There is also the eight-year agreement, and with these two points, Zhongzhou should be able to talk about it.

As soon as he thought of this, the head of Gucheng bowed to Elder Zhijian again, and then said, "Since Xiaoliu has agreed to join the Elder Zhijian, Huangfu Cangsong is not convenient for him to say anything more. The grudges here will definitely bring the words of Elder Zhijian. As for the result, I dare not make a conclusion, and I hope the elder will forgive me."

"It's okay, you just need to bring the words to you. As for the result, if they insist on coming here, I will respond to this crisis in the Tianyuan Empire alone, and naturally I will bear it with each other. Let them come here."

"I will feel relieved when I have the words of Elder Zheng Jian. Since that's the case, there is nothing to do with me here, so I will say goodbye first."

Elder Zhijian waved his hand, and the head of Gucheng left. When the Feixian Practitioner saw that the head of Gucheng left in shame, he smiled happily, and then gave a junior gift to the elder Zhijian like the head of Gucheng, and then said goodbye to the head of Gucheng.

Only one of the masters of the Jianmen, and the elder who held the sword stood in the air.

The head of the Jianmen hesitated for a moment, and finally gave a junior gift, apologizing to the uncle who was in charge of the sword: "The Heavenly Sword knows the mistake, so please punish the uncle."

The phantom chuckled: "What's wrong with you? This matter is not something you can control. I naturally understand this in my heart. If you blame you at this time, what kind of situation should I be in? No matter how you deal with this matter, it will be unfavorable to the Jianmen. This is a disaster for Jianmen. I came here after thinking about it, so you don't have to worry about it."

"This sword sect is still your sword sect, but you must keep in mind the promise you have made. Since you have said that the disciples of the sword sect are the future of the sword sect, you cannot give up any disciple easily. This matter is an exception, so I won't say much. I will take it away by taking it away by Feiliu boy. If you don't have anything to do, please leave with me."

"Let's leave the next thing to these younger generations..." After saying that, the light and shadow robe rolled up, Mu Feiliu and the head of the Jianshe Sect disappeared from everyone's sight.

(End of this chapter)
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