Hu La La unfurled a big fang flag that covered the sun, with white and ink inlay, and a large "sword" embroidered in the center.
The tooth chess piece flutters in the wind, and there is a glimpse of light in the sound of hunting.
The cloud bridge below looked like a chain. Many monks slowly came up from under the bridge. They were attracted by the righteous breath above their heads and looked up one after another. Only then did they realize that the words embroidered on the majestic tooth flag were actually carved in the air with sword energy.
, the condensed body of sword energy.
The breath is as bright as the curtain of nine heavens,
Fierce and domineering, the disaster is mighty.
Everyone knows that this sword is stable and floating in the void. Except for Yu Song's handwriting, no one else has such a majestic sword intention.
The old man who came to watch raised his head and bowed his head to the end of the big character that was condensed with sword intent. Then he raised his head and stroked his beard and praised:
"The hall was full of drunken guests, and three thousand guests were drunk, and the five states were trembled by frost with one sword. Master Yu's style is still as good as before! He is a role model for our generation and a great swordsman who is unparalleled in the world!"
The young monk who was also walking upward next to him looked sideways and smiled when he heard the old man's words:
"We are practicing swordsmanship. This time we came all the way to observe Motian Beiwen. The first thing we want to observe is Master Yu Pavilion's kendo sutra."
"There are three thousand great masters in the world. He can enter the Tao with the first blade among all gentlemen in the world, and he can also hold the sword with his own body. I am afraid there will never be such a grandmaster again in the future. You must come and listen!"
After the young monk finished speaking, people beside him immediately nodded in agreement.
All the monks think like this. If you want to listen, just listen to the master's sermons, then this trip will be worthwhile.
A monk caught up behind him and said:
"I heard that Pavilion Master Yu's daughter is the daughter of Pavilion Master Yu. Now the junior Pavilion Master of Sword Pavilion, like Master Yu Pavilion, entered Taoism with the sword. Maybe he will also be a swordsman genius in the future, but he will leave behind his father's reputation!"
"That's not true!" Someone immediately objected:
"Although the young pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion is also good at swordsmanship, he must be taught by the pavilion master himself. Due to the influence of the pavilion master all day long, he may not be as good as his father."
"This is like a mouse born in a latrine and a mouse born in a rice barn. What he sees and hears is unusual. If we were born with such a family, our achievements may not be as good as that of the young pavilion master."
After this person finished speaking, someone else immediately echoed:
"This makes sense. Those who are good at work are not as good as those who are good at reincarnation. As luck would have it, this little Pavilion Master of the Jiang Pavilion was personally passed down by Pavilion Master Yu. His name has not yet been heard. He is already a general person."
After saying this, someone else shook his head and retorted:
"Is it just an ordinary person? I don't think so. When I was recruiting for the competition, I was watching from the guest seats until the end. The young pavilion master showed up in person to protect his friend and rescued the leader of the Yan Sect of the White Mist Palace."
"The little pavilion master spoke and behaved gracefully on the stage that day, and his temperament was elegant and noble. I don't think his qualifications are ordinary."
Among the passers-by, there were monks who had watched the wedding ceremony and immediately nodded in agreement, praising Yu Xinzhu's performance that day.
Suddenly someone said: "On the day of the attack, the little master performed well, but the little master of Baiwu Palace made me remember it more. Hey! That girl is really unforgettable!"
"That's right, the Yan Sect Master of Baiwu Palace is not only beautiful in appearance, but also very courageous. Not only did she not panic at all when she asked people to expose her daughter's identity, she still chose that arrogant physical practitioner. That fight
It was really fun to play!”
After being discussed lively by everyone, even the monks who had never seen the fight became curious about the little sect master of White Mist Palace.
Someone answered: "On the day of the attack, Xiao Ge of Jiange said that he and Sect Master Yan had an irreversible friendship. I later found out that Sect Master Yan and her Baiwu Palace disciples were staying in the Zhike Courtyard specially arranged for her by Jiange."
Immediately, someone rubbed their hands and said excitedly, "Today I'm asking about swordsmanship, maybe I can see the little sect leader again!"
Some people ridiculed: "It's useless to meet each other, people just look down on unknown people like you and me!"
"Even if I don't like her, it doesn't hurt my admiration for her!"
"Then your unrequited love is real!"
"It's not necessarily true. I'm born with a graceful appearance, so I might be able to catch the eyes of beauties!"
…
As he was talking, the building began to tilt. It was obvious that everyone no longer took the chatter seriously and only listened to it as a joke.
Jiange, Dinxia Peak
In the usually peaceful front yard of Lanrong Hall, all the elders and protectors of the Jiang Pavilion were kneeling here.
Among them are Yue Ya and A Gui.
Everyone couldn't kneel down, but the catalpa door in front of them was tightly closed, as if there was no one in the room.
Kneeling stubbornly outside the house.
People in the house are even more stubborn.
Jiange's consistent style.
The leader of the sword pavilion, Robber Li, bowed his head to the ground with an anxious expression. He lost all the Taoist cultivator's graceful appearance and his eyes turned red:
"Pavilion Master, no!"
"For such a big thing, we can't just act impulsively and abandon everything behind us!"
"Tianbei Island relies on your statement to summon monks from all over the world to gather here today. The young master is still young and has never seen trouble. Once he fails to argue, how will he gain a foothold among the world's sects in the future?"
"By then, not only will the reputation of Jiange be ruined, but even if the young pavilion master resigns as heir, it will be difficult to gain a foothold. It will be even harder to redeem the statement!"
Agui and Yueya also knelt down and worshiped, and together with Pirate Li, they urged:
Yue Ya cried and begged: "We know that the Pavilion Master wants to ask the Junior Pavilion Master to find an opportunity to practice. But today, with the qualifications of the Junior Pavilion Master, how can we resonate with Taoism and Dharma?"
"The argument failed. With the strong personality of the little Pavilion Master, she will definitely not be able to cope with it. It will be too late for the Pavilion Master to regret it!"
Agui also begged: "The master of the pavilion can't just love his daughter so much and ignore the consequences! I hope the master of the pavilion will think again!"
All the elders and guardians knelt down and bowed, shouting in unison: "I hope the master of the pavilion will think again!"
In the room
Yu Song sat in front of the desk with his eyes lowered.
On the table in front of him, there was a jade hibiscus bracelet. It was easy to tell from the thickness and size. The bracelet was an accessory worn by girls.
The jade of the hibiscus bracelet is transparent and moist in color. When light penetrates into the bracelet, you can see the looming rain streaks. This item must be priceless.
It's a pity that it's a broken bracelet.
But the broken stubble no longer has the color of the exposed new jade, and is almost the same color as the surface of the polished bracelet.
Apparently it was an old thing that broke down many years ago.
"Dad, if I can't enter the Tao with a sword like you, I would rather not become a disciple of Tianbei Island, let alone become the junior master of the Sword Pavilion!"
"Dad, the glory is yours. Although I am your daughter, I should also have my own ambitions. If I am destined to miss the chance to practice cultivation, I would rather give up this natural wealth! Peace of mind and be a mortal for the rest of my life!"
Yu Xinzhu, who was only seven years old at the time, was also in this room, in front of Yu Song, smashing the jade bracelet that Yu Song had put on for her when she was born, symbolizing her identity, into pieces in front of Yu Song.
Smashing the jade bracelet is equivalent to her voluntarily giving up her noble background and the great opportunity of being close to the water, and competing equally with all her disciples.
A seven-year-old girl.
Yu Song didn't know if Yu Xinzhu really knew what kind of life opportunity she was rejecting when she said these words.
But seven-year-old Yu Xinzhu had the courage to make her ambition clear in front of her father and had the courage to let go of the glory and wealth in her hands.
Since then, she has followed her own vows, practicing hard, opening up her sword cultivation, overcoming obstacles all the way, and finally becoming the most beautiful woman in the world.
Become a true young master of the Jiange Pavilion recognized by everyone.