Haotian went in quickly and came out even faster. When everyone saw it, their eyes were straightened. They could hardly believe their own eyes. The words Ning Zhiyang was about to say were stuck in his throat. Ning Bugui, who had always been calm, had erratic eyes. Wei Ziqing
The food in his hand fell to the ground, and the wine in Ji Tong's wine gourd was not noticed when it flowed out. Yun Feiyang rubbed his eyes hard, Ning Bufan's mouth opened and closed with an expression that actually made me dazzled, Qin Xiao even directly
The dark iron heavy sword he just held in his hand fell to the ground.
Such a heavy sword accidentally hit Qin Xiao's foot. Qin Xiao said "Ouch" in pain, which brought everyone back to their thoughts. Ning Zhiyang coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe.
"Oh my God, Second Senior Brother, you didn't bring out all the swords in the Sword Tomb, right? If the head master found out, he would slap you to death." Yun Feiyang screamed strangely.
"How many swords are there!" Ning Bufan muttered to himself.
"Second Senior Brother, this is cheating!" Qin Xiao stared blankly at the long swords behind Ling Haotian. It's really irritating. Second Senior Brother can get so many swords when he goes in, so he is disliked in all kinds of ways. It's simply unreasonable.
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Ling Haotian walked towards the direction where Ning Zhiyang and the others were standing. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Elder Yuan who was guarding the Sword Tomb after taking only two steps. "You...you...boy...you..."
Elder Yuan held back his words for a long time and stammered without saying anything. He had never encountered such a shocking thing in the hundreds of years he had been guarding the Sword Tomb. It was so outrageous.
"Elder Yuan, I have chosen a weapon, are there any questions?" Ling Haotian asked with a smile in his eyes.
"You...what's the problem? Just see for yourself, who asked you to bring so many swords out?" Elder Yuan finally spoke after holding it in for a long time. He said angrily: "Hurry up and return the sword to me.
, otherwise I will report it to the head and let the execution hall handle this matter."
Ling Haotian was not willing to pay for his life, so he said quietly: "Elder Yuan, what you said is wrong. These swords came out with me voluntarily, and I didn't steal them. What's the matter with those people in the execution hall?"
After saying this, Ling Haotian pointed at the swords suspended in mid-air behind him. These swords had a special spirituality and actually started to tremble with Ling Haotian's pointed hand, as if to help him confirm what he said.
"This..." Elder Yuan's eyes fell out again, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Are you not following the rules?"
"Rules?" Ling Haotian looked innocent: "The rules don't say that you can only take one magic weapon, and I didn't take it out secretly, so there's nothing wrong with the rules."
"This...this..." Elder Yuan faltered for a long time without telling the reason. Although the disciples who entered the sword tomb in the past generations would only take one magical weapon when they came out, the regulations did not say that they were only allowed to take one.
"Haotian, what's going on with you?" Ning Zhiyang asked.
Ling Haotian first bowed respectfully to Ning Zhiyang, and then said with a smile: "Master, I think the magical weapons in the sword tomb are quite good, so I asked directly, who is willing to follow me, and then that's it. It seems
It’s the disciples who are more popular with these swords.”
"Have you tried it? How does it work?"
"very good!"
"You can leave on your own. Later, I will go to the Weapon Refining Pavilion to find the Chief Weapon Refining Elder to build a sword box for you."
"Thank you Master!"
Seeing that people like Zhuhai were about to leave, Elder Yuan stopped Ning Zhiyang directly and said with a dark face: "Fifth Elder, you can't leave. So many swords have been taken away by your disciples. How can I explain to the leader?"
Ning Zhiyang said calmly: "I will go and make this clear to Feng Yuan, and I won't let the leader come to you."
"Don't even think about it. I am the elder who guards the Sword Tomb. Your disciples took away most of the Sword Tomb once they entered it. After setting a precedent, if other disciples follow suit and control it, where can I put my face?" Elder Yuan was angry.
My beard is almost falling off.
"Aren't you just a bunch of swords that are almost moldy in the sword tomb? You are so precious, but you can't use it yourself, and you are not happy that my apprentice can use it." Ning Zhiyang didn't bother to talk nonsense with Elder Yuan, and just talked.
He flew in mid-air towards the Weapon Refining Pavilion, leaving Elder Yuan alone on the spot jumping to his feet.
Ning Zhiyang flew into the air and was still a little unable to react. He suddenly slapped his head and said: "This is such a weird thing. These bastard disciples will cause trouble for the teacher. Xiaoer is usually weird enough, but now
This kid Haotian is also here to give them a kick, I must teach them a lesson when I get back."
Have you ever seen a person with gleaming swords all over his back? Even if you have seen it, it was in a place like the Sword Tomb or the Hidden Sword Pavilion. In the world of cultivation throughout the ages, even if someone can really wield many swords at one time, then,
At most, it would only be enough to reach the sky with a few hundred.
Ling Haotian carried thousands of swords on his back and wandered around for a moment on the way back to the Bamboo Sea. Before he could return to the Bamboo Sea, he was told by a group of loud-mouthed disciples that everyone in the Chaoyang Sect knew about it.
This is absolutely unprecedented. There are so many swords. Most people would be extremely happy just to have one of them. But there are still people who can take out so many at once. They are shocked, envious, jealous, you name it, and also think with some malice.
, the leader will definitely take those swords back to the sword tomb.
"Zhuhai has become noisy again, and Junior Brother Ning has no time to calm down!" After receiving the news, Fang He calmly drank a small drink and decided to treat it as if he didn't see it if he saw the communication talisman of Senior Brother and let his disciples tell him.
He is in retreat.
"It's the Bamboo Sea again! Why can't anything be done without the Bamboo Sea? Do they want to turn Chaoyang Sect over?" Cheng Qingyun, the gentlest among the seven elders, couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Bamboo Sea, Bamboo Sea, I don't want to hear anything related to Bamboo Sea now!" Le Li, who was not dealing with Ning Zhiyang, threw up his sleeves and left.
As the leader of a sect, Feng Yuan was well aware of everything that happened in the Chaoyang Sect. Looking at Elder Yuan who was holding up his sleeves and crying with snot and tears, Feng Yuan only felt that he had been practicing for hundreds of years and was not afraid of anything.
Attitude is almost fed into the dog's belly.
The first reaction was exactly the same as that of all the elders who heard the news. Why is it Zhuhai again? Junior Brother Ning and these disciples are too noisy. There are only seven disciples and there are so many troubles. If there are more, it will be fine.
For a while, he took out the Nine Turns Golden Pill and let the elders nag him for several days. Later, Junior Brother Ning’s young disciple used inexplicable tricks in Qianyuan Lunwu. If he hadn’t suppressed the matter forcibly, Junior Brother Ning would probably have done it again.
If he wanted to start a fight with Junior Brother Le, fighting within the sect was taboo. After a few days of stability, Junior Brother Ning's disciples did this again, and Feng Yuan came to this conclusion.
It's hard to be a leader! It's even harder to be a leader with an arrogant junior brother. It's even harder to be a leader who has an arrogant junior brother and was once ashamed of his junior brother.
He must have had a brain convulsion to be the leader!
"Master, those fifth elders are really bullying others. They don't take me as the guardian elder seriously at all. I really have no face to see others."
Since Junior Brother Ning appeared in Chaoyang Sect, he has always been arrogant and made a fuss, Feng Yuan complained in his heart.
"Ugh, this bastard boy almost emptied the swords in the sword tomb as soon as he entered. Your Majesty, the Human Emperor, I am sorry for the entrustment of the previous head, and I am sorry for all the ancestors of the Chaoyang Sect."
Don't be so exaggerated. Feng Yuan secretly rolled his eyes. There are only a thousand swords. Taking out all the swords in the sword tomb can bury you alive three floors outside and three floors inside. The weapon refining pavilion is not a decoration.
"With so many magical weapons, any disciple who enters the Sword Tomb will laugh his eyes out if he doesn't get one. That bastard is so abominable. He is so greedy and still doesn't know how to repent. Wow, the leader, I am the guardian."
Elder is useless, you might as well remove me from my position, I am really shameless in staying in that position, you old man have to make the decision for me!"
The veins on Feng Yuan's forehead jumped sharply, and he snatched his sleeve from Elder Yuan in disgust. If he remembered correctly, Elder Yuan was one generation higher than him. Is he that old? Junior Brother Ning appeared now.
There is always a time when the Chaoyang Sect is not arrogant. Who doesn't know this? It was like this back then. Now even he, the leader, has to avoid its edge and make a fuss about it.
"Master, you must make the decision for me."
Feng Yuan resisted the urge to explode, took a deep breath, and looked up at the sky outside the Qianyuan Hall. The wind was sunny and cloudless. The weather was so beautiful, but I was so irritable. It was bad.
With a slight cough, Feng Yuan took two steps back to stop Elder Yuan, who wanted to tear up his sleeves and cry again, but tried to make his voice gentler, "Elder Yuan is serious, you are the guardian elder of the Sword Tomb appointed by the previous leader.
You have guarded the Sword Tomb for so many years, and you have contributed so much to the Chaoyang Sect. The position of guardian elder of the Sword Tomb belongs to you. I will definitely handle today's matter strictly, so you should go back to the Sword Tomb first."
"Master, you must punish this bastard boy severely..." Elder Yuan said a lot of words again, and Feng Yuan spent all his words to send the verbose Elder Yuan back. As for Ling Haotian's sword,
Feng Yuan never thought about taking back the swords he took from the tomb, and there was no possibility of spitting out the things Ning Zhiyang got. Anyway, the most important swords from the sword tomb are still there.