Chapter 276

Bai Zige, the junior uncle of the Tiangang Sword Sect, is a well-known fairy in the southeastern half of the Yanteng Empire. Because she often wears a veil, only the upper half of her face is exposed. For immortals.”

Of course, there are always many suitors for such a beautiful person, but her personality is too cold. Many young masters and princes from famous noble families even come to visit the Tiangang Sword Sect, but she refuses to retreat every time.

The reason why she is so admired by others is of course not just her appearance, but more importantly her incredible talent for cultivation.

At the age of only twenty-seven or eight, Bai Zige already possesses the cultivation level of Yingyue Realm. Looking at the entire Yanteng Empire, this kind of talent is extremely top-notch.

Bai Zige has a great reputation, so she has attracted much attention when she takes on a disciple. This disciple is none other than Ning Qiandu, a woman who combines talent and appearance.

The master is admired by millions of people, and the apprentice is also famous. Many sects know that apart from the young master uncle of the Tiangang Sword Sect, the most beautiful person is as beautiful as an immortal, the senior sister of this generation of disciples, Ning Qiandu .

The master and the apprentice are both beautiful, talented and have many admirers. Of course, there will be some people with evil intentions among them, but these people dare not show it. After all, it is not good for their reputation, because in this Yanteng In the empire, many monks still pay attention to reputation.

But this time, what Elder Feng meant was that the master of the Fenyan Sect and the young master of the Fenyan Sect not only wanted Bai Zige, but also Ning Qiandu to spend a few years there.

What do you mean a few years later? Isn't that just being a victim in bed?

"You guys are going too far!"

Upon hearing Elder Feng's words, the true energy of many elders of the Tiangang Sword Sect surged wildly. In an instant, the air was biting and the wind was howling.

Even Sect Master Mu frowned after hearing this.

Seeing this, Elder Feng smiled and said: "Our Fenyan Sect has four lives buried in the hands of your Tiangang Sword Sect. How to decide depends on what you want, Sect Master Mu. Our Sect Master said that we can give you a month's grace. , Fenyan Sect has lost sight of your sincerity after a month, hahaha, then I’m sorry, we can only personally collect the debt for our dead disciples.”

After saying that, Elder Feng turned around and walked out of the lobby with a flick of his long sleeves. Behind him, a group of guards from the Burning Flame Sect turned around and left, with mocking smiles on their faces.

"Sect Master! We cannot agree to their conditions! Our Tiangang Sword Sect is not so lowly that we need two women to sacrifice their bodies to save our lives!" an elder said angrily.

"Yes, Sect Master, although our Tiangang Sword Sect has declined in power, we cannot live without our bones!"

"Yes! Sect Master! We can't be boneless!"

…

A group of elders said angrily.

"Of course I know that if it really comes to that point, we would rather die than have the pride of the Tiangang Sword Sect broken for generations." Sect Leader Mu sighed.

It can be seen from his expression that he is very tired. He has paid too much attention to the Sword Sect. It can be said that since he inherited the position of the sect leader, he has been worried about maintaining the Sword Sect all the time.

Now, it has been more than forty years.

Sect Leader Mu suddenly turned his head and said to the many elders seriously: "Do you believe the prophecy of the ancestor?"

"..." All the elders were stunned.

"Sect Master, let me say something disrespectful. It has been too long. Even though the Patriarch was extremely powerful back then, he predicted what would happen hundreds of years later... Alas!" said an elder.

After hearing this, Sect Master Mu looked at everyone and said, "You don't believe it?"

"Sect Master, to be honest, it's not that we haven't believed it, but that the sect has reached this point. There is no sign of the ancestor's prediction. It's too hard to believe."

"Yes, Master."

Listening to what everyone said, Sect Master Mu's face didn't change much. He shook his head and said, "I think it's not the time yet."

An elder said with a bitter face: "Sect Master, even if the prophecy of the ancestor is true, then the person in the prophecy is definitely the child Tian Heng, but no matter how talented Tian Heng is, he cannot save the sect. He can There’s no time to grow.”

"Yes, even if the prophecy is true, Tian Heng cannot save the sect."

Sect Leader Mu's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the elders and said, "Tianheng's talent is indeed very strong, and may even be stronger than that of the seventh elder, but I always feel that he is not the person predicted by the ancestor."

"Sect Master, do you still have a candidate in your mind?" An elder asked in confusion: "But among our Tiangang Sword Sect...the only ones with extraordinary talents are Tian Heng and Qian Du. Do you think Qian Du is the one predicted by the prophecy? That person?"

"I don't think they are both," Sect Master Mu said.

"Ah? Then who else is there in our Sword Sect?" All the elders were stunned at this.

Sect Leader Mu raised his head and looked at the huge painting at the back of the lobby and said, "Do you think that kid Jimo is really dead?"

In the painting, an old man with a long white beard and a leisurely expression was fishing by the river with a bamboo pole. This old man was the founder of the Tiangang Sword Sect.

"Why did the sect leader suddenly mention this matter?" an elder sighed.

When Ji Mo was mentioned, all the elders sighed in their hearts. That mediocre but great disciple was dead forever, and they didn't even have a chance to apologize.

"I just think he's not dead yet. Do you think he's dead? Don't forget, the body hasn't been seen yet," Sect Leader Mu said.

"Master, that's the devil's spring, a very evil thing, there's no way to save it."

"Don't forget, Qiandu said when he came back that Ji Mo has a holy object like the Yang Soul around him, whether he's alive or dead, it's still unknown." Master Mu said.

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On the back mountain of Tiangang Sword Sect, Bai Zige was still sitting on that huge rock practicing, surrounded by three plum blossoms.

Because the three plum blossoms absorb the true energy scattered by Bai Zige every day, they grow very fast. At this time, the petals are already full of branches, very beautiful.

Shashashasha...

It was the sound of footsteps falling on the grass. Not long after the sound appeared, Ning Qiandu, dressed in white, appeared on the mountain peak.

At this time, Ning Qiandu, with a look of sorrow and distress on her face, she gently walked to Bai Zige and sat down.

"What's the matter?"

The long eyelashes slowly spread, a pair of soul-stirring eyes appeared in the world, and a heavenly voice came from under the white veil.

Ning Qiandu looked at a plum blossom, his eyes sparkling with light, and said, "Master, do you think Ji Mo is dead?"

"Why do you ask?" Bai Zige asked.

"I think he may not be dead."

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