Chapter 326 Asking Sword Changes Owner

Chapter 326: Asking Sword Changes Owner

Mu Jianli was determined, but others couldn't bear it. It took several breaths before someone realized what was going on and became furious: "Lin Wuya! Can the position of sect leader be given and accepted in such a private way?"

Someone else jumped out of the field, drew his sword and pointed it at Mu Jianli: "Nephew Mu, the sword seal is beyond your control with your meager skills. You can't even recognize the master, so you should stay!"

The sword seal of the Wenjian Sect, the proof of the sect leader, can exert great power as long as it is recognized by it. It's nothing more than power. Once you reach a certain level of cultivation, you don't rely too much on this kind of power. For example, Lin Wuya never uses it, so he doesn't need it. But no one could ignore its symbolic significance as proof of the sect master for thousands of years. The senior who was once elected as the sect leader sadly resigned because he could not be recognized by the sword seal, even though his skills were superior to those of the others.

The inheritance of a sect is serious. Whether it is a grass-roots team or a high-level sect with a long heritage is often reflected in these details and symbols, and it is not entirely determined by fists.

Mu Jianli was silent for a moment and said softly: "Jianli thinks he cannot bear the weight of the sect... but since it is entrusted to him by his mentor, no one can take it away."

"Bastard!" How could that man endure it? Bi Gong, who had no intention of getting into a fight with his roommate, couldn't help but stab Mu Jianli's wrist with his sword: "Leave a sword mark!"

Mu Jianli watched indifferently as the sword light reached her wrist, and then she suddenly moved.

The sword came directly into her hand, as if it was given to her for appreciation.

The man stared blankly at his empty palms, not knowing how to react for a moment. The expressions of many senior elders changed. They looked at Mu Jianli's hands with extreme shock in their eyes.

Those who can appear here are all important members of the sect who are above the rank of deacon. All of them are Mu Jianli's senior uncles or even senior uncles. They have been playing swords all their lives... Although the person present just now is not too strong. , but he was still in the early stages of entering Taoism, and he was about the same level as Mu Jianli at the moment. He should have been a good leader, but to encounter such a humiliating defeat was simply unbelievable.

For a while, many people suspected that they were dreaming. Did Lin Wuya receive the initiation and give his lifelong skills to his disciples?

"Fighting in the same room is not what Jianli wants." Mu Jianli slowly inserted the long sword into the bluestone on the ground: "You are all Jianli's elders, how about you use it as a taster to guide Jianli's practice?"

As the last word was said, the sword was inserted just halfway through, no more, no less. At the same time, Mu Jianli's long hair suddenly flew up without any wind, like a fuse. Everyone's swords were "choked" half an inch out of their sheaths as her long hair flew up, even the elders at the peak of Taoism. Swords are no exception.

On Zhengfeng Island, Mu Jianli had resonated with the swords of the younger generation of Zhengmo warriors, but this time, even the swords of those at the top of the Tao were happy for her.

"Thousands of swords resonate! How is this possible?" Several white-bearded old men exclaimed in unison: "This is the great road of our sect! How old is Jian Li?"

There was neither sadness nor joy in Mu Jianli's eyes. The small sword seal suddenly glowed brightly in the palm of his hand. An extremely fierce sword intent broke through the roof and flew away into the sky. Deep in the main peak, there was another heavenly aura rising up all over the sky. , complementing this sword intent.

The sword seal recognizes the master, life and death go together!

The sect master’s certificate is recognized, and the sect’s most precious treasure, the Life and Death Cauldron, is recognized!

Thousands of people from the Wenjian Sect, whether they were the senior officials of the Wenjian Pavilion or the disciples practicing at various peaks, all looked up at the sky in stunned silence, looking at the bright light intertwined with the fiercest murderous intent and the most vigorous vitality. Circling all the way up to the sky.

Lin Wuya looked up to the sky and laughed away: "Lin has nothing to say in his life. The most right thing he did was to take on a good apprentice!"

Mu Jianli slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with awe-inspiring sword intent: "Is that elder coming to teach Jianli how to practice?"

silence.

Of course, there are a few elders who can beat Mu Jianli, but in this situation, a bunch of gray-haired old men and old women really think it is meaningless. They are half dead, and besides, they have only practiced swordsmanship all their lives. They have no other ambitions than Lin Wuya. After fighting over the sect leader, will they go into seclusion? Enough support.

They participated in this coup because they really couldn't stand Lin Wuya. It didn't mean that they wanted to be the leader of the clan. Seeing an outstanding junior being recognized by the Sword Seal and the Life and Death Cauldron at the same time, I felt mostly happy and didn't really feel like arguing.

Those who have power, desire and selfish motives are often senior executives in their prime, but they actually find that... they may not be able to beat this little niece. Even after going through all kinds of hardships and snatching the sword seal, the scene in which they elicited recognition would only be laughed at if it wasn't as spectacular as the niece's.

Genius is the ability to bring despair. Not to mention that all roads lead to the avenue, but after you have worked hard all your life, you find that some people seem to be born to stand at the end of the avenue.

There was silence in the field for a while, and suddenly an old man looked up to the sky and smiled: "A genius like this, this is God blessing our sect, why do you hesitate? I see you, Master Mu."

Several more old men laughed at the same time and saluted in unison: "I have met the sect master."

Being led by these elders, it was a foregone conclusion. Some people who were hesitant about whether to argue had no choice but to give up. The entire Wenjian Pavilion saluted in unison: "See the sect leader."

Mu Jianli stood there quietly. This scene at the peak of his life did not bring him any joy and complacency. Instead, his sharp eyes slowly began to show confusion and exhaustion.

What should I do next...

Everything in the sect is complicated. I have become the sect leader for the first time. I am young and my authority has not yet been established. What should I do? And it is obvious that there will be hostile forces taking advantage of Wenjian Sect's decline from its peak. The young minister is suspicious and will take action. How to deal with it?

For the first time, the girl discovered her own powerlessness. The mess left by Lin Wuya was that she didn't even have anyone around her who sincerely supported the assistant. Even the elders who supported her as the sect master were more observant and scrutinizing at the moment. When Lin Wuya went to retreat, she was left without any friends, and she didn't know who to turn to for advice.

It would be nice if someone had an idea...

Xue Mu...I miss you so much.

…

At this time, Xue Mu had no time to think about himself. He didn't know that Wenjian had changed hands thousands of miles away, and that the cute girl who didn't know anything in his heart actually became the big boss of one of the strongest sects in the world. He was confused and helpless.

He and Xue Qingqiu Zhuo Qingqing had also arrived in Lingzhou. The corrupt life on the ship was just an interlude in their dreams. What they actually faced when they arrived in Lingzhou was also complicated. The situation was even more serious than that of Wenjian Sect.

Wenjian Sect is as strong as Lin, and they don't dare to use force casually if there are foreign enemies. Xingyue Sect is different, and their background is much different. There is neither a cauldron to drive nor the mountain gate protective formation that has been polished over the years. Rouge Fang is like an exposed little girl, anyone can come. The mid-to-high-end combat power is only a few thousand miles away from the Wenjian Sect. In previous years, it relied on Xue Qingqiu's nuclear deterrence to gain a foothold. Who does it rely on now?

Weiye's cultivation level was not that of Dongxu's early stage. His actual combat effects might be special and could be better than those of the same level, but he was not strong enough for Xue Qingqiu to suppress everything. If we take Qin Wuye as a benchmark, Xue Qingqiu can do one or two moves in seconds, but Wei Ye will have to fight her for a long time to win.

This kind of deterrence is far from enough.

Lingzhou was originally a very chaotic place, with many different factions and factions. Once the demons and monsters came one after another, Weiye couldn't control it.

Fortunately, Xingyue Sect is sincere from top to bottom, and Xue Mu himself is the backbone, like an arm and a finger.

"Rumors say that Qingqiu looks like a disabled person?"

"Yes. The atmosphere has been wrong in the past two days. The number of strong people entering Lingzhou has obviously increased. Qin Wuye must have come back. I don't know what is happening with Yingyi. Zhang Bailing is secretly communicating again." Yue Xiaochan was worried: "Uncle, how about we Give up Rouge Square? Anyway, as long as the people are here, it’s okay. If we can’t keep the property, we can still build it up again.”

Xue Mu asked again and again with a strange expression: "Do they really say that they look like a useless person?"

"yes."

"Then what are you afraid of? Are these people here to slap us in the face?"