Chapter Eighty-Four: Single-mindedness
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Words destroy the real person, the first seat of the Sage Peak, the cultivation is earth-shattering, and the character is ruthless and decisive, when he does not enter the immortal gate, he is a killer in the world.
The Haozheng Pagoda is opened by the first of the three peaks in turn, simulating the illusory space according to the personal thoughts, Xiaoyue has always been lazy, and the Haozheng Pagoda she opened has a very high pass rate.
Xihua Zhenren is open-minded, even if it is difficult for the disciple to pass the test, he will gain something in the virtual space.
Only words are ruined......
Yan Rui Zhenren smiled coldly, and looked at Xiaoyue Zhenren's gaze a little more sharply: "Senior Sister Xiaoyue, the location where Haozheng Pagoda opened this time is in Xiaoru Peak, what do you think?"
Xiao Yuezhen frowned and said, "But...... These disciples have performed well in this sword trial competition, if there is a ......"
If Xiaoyue Zhenren wants to persuade Xihua Zhenren to change his mind, he must at least reduce the difficulty of training.
Yan Rui Zhenren interrupted in a cold voice: "Which sword art competition does not have outstanding disciples? From the Ancestor of Xiaoyao to the generation of Tianxing, including you and me, who has not gone through nine deaths and a lifetime to get a new life from blood and fire?"
Yan Zhenren deliberately raised his voice, and the twenty-seven disciples of the Sword Cliff heard it very clearly.
"But they are only junior disciples, and there are only two foundation building realms, so I think they should follow a reasonable process instead of slandering the personal will of the senior brother. ”
"Ridiculous. The real person shouted: "All the regulations of this seat are all in accordance with the sect system, can there be half a point of transgression?"
Xiaoyue Zhenren disagreed: "Yes, we have indeed experienced the baptism of blood and fire, but don't forget, at that time, our cultivation has already entered the fusion! What about these disciples? Which of their cultivation has entered the fusion realm? Who can withstand the tempering of your will? The existence of Haozheng Pagoda is to temper disciples, not to kill!"
"If they can pass my will, why are they afraid of demons and evil after going down the mountain?" Yan Zhen sneered: "It is because of the benevolence of the women of the Sword Sect that the Confucian Sect has become bigger and endangered the Heavenly Pillar of the Righteous Path of the Sword Sect!"
Slandering the real person and insisting on going his own way, Xiaoyue Zhenren's face was like being stabbed, and his face was even paler.
The three major schools of righteousness, sword, Confucianism, and Buddha, have been headed by the Heavenly Sword Sect since ancient times.
But after Lin Xiaoyao fell thousands of years ago, the prestige of the Sword Sect plummeted, and fortunately, Lin Haoran was born out of thin air, and a sword crossed the sky, supporting the Qingtian Sword Sect, but the qualifications of the disciples of the Sword Sect were quite inferior to the other two factions.
In addition to the three first seats, only one Lin Tianxing took the shot, while Confucianism and Buddhism have seven sons and three wisdoms, in comparison, the Sword Sect has fallen behind.
Xiaoyue Zhenren closed her eyes, and her powerful cultivation quickly calmed her down.
She met the gaze of the twenty-seven disciples and said calmly: "Haozheng Pagoda was opened by Senior Brother Yanrui, I don't know what the test Senior Brother Yanshu gave you, but you must be in the same breath and work hand in hand, so that there is a glimmer of life......"
Xiaoyue Zhenren sighed: "Maybe there are complicated grievances and grievances between you, and try to solve them after going out of Haozheng Tower,"
After saying that, Xiaoyue Real Edgeworth emptied and sailed thousands of miles away.
looked coldly at the departing figure of Xiaoyue Zhenren, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words, and he was superficial, he was a woman in the end.
The two of them may have left-minded opinions, but they are both thinking about carrying forward the Sword Sect inheritance, and the purpose is the same, but the means are different.
Yan Zhenren looked at the disciples in the distance, some of them had blank faces, some of them were resolute, and some of them were hesitant.
A pride suddenly rose in his heart: If you can reach a higher summit in the future, it will be my masterpiece!