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Chapter 1837 Sword Anger, Sword Madness...Sword Greed?(1/2)

 Come to the outside room.
Pei Xiaoyu asked casually, "The invitations from the ancient tribes, the hidden tribes, and the big forces have all been sent out."
"Return to the Young Palace Master."
An old man said respectfully, "They should have received it a few years ago. Calculating the time, it should have arrived."
"That's good."
Pei Xiaoyu nodded and said with satisfaction, "Since it is a task assigned by my father, I must do my best to do it and not be careless." ??
"yes."
The old man responded quickly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "From my point of view, we should not be careless about this matter. Will we mess up the matter just by relying on these dog slaves?"
"Smash it?"
Pei Xiaoyu said calmly, "You can have as many slaves as you want. If they can't do anything good, just replace them with a new batch."
"I didn't think enough about it."
The old man was startled and said with a smile, "With the background of our Xingjian Palace, no matter how many people try to be our slaves, they won't even have a chance!"
"Don't mention them anymore, that's a disappointment!"
The other person smiled disdainfully and asked curiously, "Young Palace Master, are you sure you can break through the realm when you observe the sword monument this time?"
"..."
Pei Xiaoyu suddenly fell silent.
The main reason he came here this time was to observe the sword monument again.
But he didn't know the effect.
Sword monument.
The effect is the best when you observe it for the first time. The further you go, the smaller the gain is.
To this day.
He observed it not only ten times, but eight times, and the effect became weaker every time. Even after the next two or three times, there was almost no improvement.
only.
He was still a little unwilling and wanted to try again.
"Try your luck."
Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, "What if it can be done? There is no other way anyway... By the way."
Speaking of which.
He said intentionally or unintentionally, "I've been in seclusion this year. How's it going, big brother?"
Hear the words.
The two old men looked at each other, looking a little embarrassed.
"Young Palace Master."
One person hesitated for a moment, as if
Shi said, "When you have just been in seclusion for a month, the eldest master has successfully broken through the realm... and entered the source realm."
What!
Pei Xiaoyu's pupils narrowed.
"Brother, is the mirror broken?"
For the first time, fluctuations appeared in his calm eyes, with a somewhat inexplicable meaning.
Under the wide sleeves.
His fingers suddenly clenched tightly and his knuckles turned white.
"really."
He sighed softly, "My eldest brother's qualifications are something that no one can envy."
Although the tone is calm.
But the fingers clenched tighter and tighter.
One step away!
Another step away!
Why, ever since I was little, I have always been one step behind him!
"Young Palace Master, you don't have to be like this."
Sensing his abnormality, an old man hurriedly said, "Although the eldest son has slightly better qualifications, his temperament is really... The palace master chose you to inherit everything in Xingjian Palace, which shows that he values ​​you more."
Pei Xiaoyu said nothing.
He is the young master of the Star Sword Palace. He has amazing talents and outstanding talents. He has been entrusted with important responsibilities. He shines brightly and attracts the most attention wherever he goes.
But above him.
There is also a big brother!
The most amazing genius in the history of Star Sword Palace, and someone who can always surpass him!
at the same time.
He is also the most terrifying lunatic!
He was so scary that everyone feared him, feared him, and hated him. He was so scary that even the Lord of Star Sword Palace imprisoned him and did not allow him to move around at will!
All because of his weird temperament and greed!
And his weird sword, Swallow!
Think of this.
Pei Xiaoyu suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and his mood returned to calm. The jealousy and unwillingness in his eyes slowly disappeared, turning into madness and unwillingness.
Sword monument!
This time, no matter what, we must break through
!

Qingjian Sect.
After settling down, Gu Han settled down here temporarily. As for killing Qing Luo, he didn't care at all, and he wasn't worried about others finding him.
He is very confident.
In today's Xuantian Territory, no one can see through his methods. If there is one, then kill him directly!
Time keeps passing.
The sword fighting tournament is getting closer and closer.
Every day.
Apart from teaching Xiaotangtang how to practice swordsmanship, he spent the rest of his time wandering around this realm, either looking at flowers or admiring the scenery. He was so comfortable and leisurely that he didn't look like a monk, but more like an idle old man.
finally.
After watching for half a month, Liu Zhuqing finally couldn't help but look for it.
"Son."
She was not good at words and tried very hard to express what she meant, "You should be at a critical moment now. You should not waste your time. Although your qualifications may be...so I think you should work harder."
"If you have any questions you don't understand."
"You can come and ask me anytime. I still have some experience in breaking through the sky."
Gu Han was a little funny.
He suddenly discovered that although Liu Zhuqing was known as a swordsman, his heart was simpler than ordinary people, and he had no narrow-mindedness. In this regard, he was similar to Fan Yu, a swordsman.
To be continued...
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