Chapter 80: Baiyun Sword Master

However, the reality is cruel after all, he went to the imperial system of immortal gate, and also went to many first-class and second-rate sect gates, and eventually failed because of various shortcomings.
Yue Buli remembers very clearly,
It was a rainy night,
He curled up next to a big tree and wept.
"The path of the warrior is destined not to be smooth," the old man's words rang in his ears.
He raised his head slightly, and that night, the old man told him a lot.
Before leaving, the old man smiled and asked him: "Do you want to practice?"
His heart seemed to be half a beat slow, nodding excitedly and incredulously.
The old man brought him into the sect, and accepted him as a disciple.
Later he learned that the sect was called Tianjianzong, and his master was the second sect master of Tianjianzong.
"Master Baiyun Sword!"
Master Zun wholeheartedly wanted to carry forward the Tianjian Sect, and at that time his young heart secretly vowed.
"To make the name of the Tianjian Sect famous throughout the extreme west, let those sects who once rejected him see their power."
Young ideas are very naive.
Maybe bring some young people's stubbornness and unwillingness.
But what is valuable is that after all these years, his original intention has not changed.
But after all, his qualifications are limited, and Zongmen ’s resources are difficult to train too strong warriors.
Perhaps hard work is really just the humblest way to succeed.
He can only focus on the inheritance of the emperor, if he can get a copy of the inheritance of the emperor.
Then, as long as he was given time, he was confident that even if he could not compare with Emperor Xianmen, he could compete for first-class sect.
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He slaughtered Ren's family and hunted down Ren Pingsheng. It was not just that Ren Pingsheng would be sad. He was also uncomfortable.
People are not plants, but they can be ruthless, even if they are cultivated, they can understand emotions.
He and Ren Pingsheng have known each other for more than ten years. He is not cold-blooded, but he chose Zongmen between his brother and Zongmen.
No one will understand his pain and suffering, because he is the one who raised the butcher knife, everything is just his own responsibility.
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Yue Bu's eyes were a little blurry. If he died like that, maybe it would be a relief.
He seems ......... too tired to live.
The wind whizzed past his ears, just when he thought he would be crushed.
Suddenly his body lightened, as if someone caught him in the air.
He was lying in a warm embrace, Yue Buli raised his head, only to see an old man catch him.
He looked at the old man, and the old man looked at him.
The atmosphere seems a little ......... Ambiguous!
"Great Elder, you," Yue Buli is about to say something, but sees Great Elder shaking his head, and replied: "Don't talk, kiss me."
Cough, the above sentence is purely the author's skin!
"Don't talk, you are seriously injured now, we have invited the ancestral coffin out, you should cultivate yourself."
Hearing the words of the elders, Yue Bu nodded, and then started to practice the exercises a little bit to recover his already messed up body.
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On the side of Tian Jianfeng, I saw several elders inside Zongmen carrying two coffins and ran over.
One of the two coffins is black and the other is white.
The black coffin is engraved with the pattern of a sword, while the white coffin is full of white clouds.
"Do you have to die with my Tianjianzong today?" The elder looked at Ren Pingsheng in the sky and asked.
"When he slaughtered me at the house, did he ever think of endless?" Ren Pingsheng asked with a twisted face.
He was more energetic, almost half of the sky was covered with black mist. He seemed to be the indifferent demon king, so he stood so condescending, looking down at the entire Tianjianzong.
"Open the ancestral coffin," the elder elder also knew that there was no room for relaxation, and he naturally did not want to let this threat of life pass on.
If he did n’t kill Ren Pingsheng today, he would like to take revenge on Tian Jianzong later, and the disciples of Zongmen did n’t even dare to take a half step.
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Elders used special methods to wake up the ancestral coffin, and saw all the disciples of Tianjianzong kneel down.
"The ancestors established the ancestral ancestors here, chopping strong enemies, making Xiaoxiao small, and then incompetent, harassing the ancestors to sleep, and hoping that the ancestors will help me through this difficulty.
The elder stood in front of the ancestral coffin and said sadly.
He knew that every time the patriarch came out of the coffin, he not only consumed a lot of dust and bloodstones, but also consumed several years of life.
For people whose lives are coming to an end, let alone a few years, even a few seconds are precious.
With the words of the elder, the white ancestral coffin beside him began to tremble.
Blossoming white clouds bloomed around the ancestral coffin.
"White clouds blossom, how sad.
How many years have been? "An old voice came from the ancestral hall.
"Master, it has been two hundred years since you fell asleep," the elder quickly replied.
Watched the casket of the ancestor's coffin open a little, and Yue Bu's body shivered slightly.
He still remembers the rainy day, and the old man brought him to Tianjianzong, everything in his memory was so memorable.
One cloud after another, spreading over the whole earth, when this white cloud spread out in front of my eyes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Everyone's heart was startled.
Canggou years, Yunjuanyunshu, it seems like the past is like smoke.
Everyone's anger has gradually calmed down, and the world is in peace.
"Here, this is," There was an old disciple who was concerned about this war in the distance, looking at such a vision, speechless in surprise.
"Baiyun Patriarch, known as Baiyun Sword Master, was the last suzerain of our Tianjian School," said a disciple with a trembling voice.
Baiyun Sword Lord belongs to the characters hundreds of years ago. For many disciples, these characters only exist in the historical records of Zongmen.
And when the real person appeared, many people couldn't help being excited.
The coffin board was completely opened, and I saw an old man in a white robe with all his gray hair walked out.
The old man didn't have such an overbearing demeanor. He looked very indifferent and smiled very kindly.
Holding a whisk in his hand, like a worldly man, although he has been sleeping for hundreds of years, his clothes are still spotless.
"If this white coffin is Baiyun Patriarch, what about the black coffin next to it?" Asked a disciple.
"Isn't it?" Some disciples seemed to think of something. Both eyes were wide, and the expression on their faces was incredible.
"Old Tianjian," someone said the name with a trembling voice.
Can't help but these disciples are not shocked. It is really that the old Tianjian influenced the Tianjian Sect too much.
Whether it was when he established this sect by himself, or Tian Jianfeng's legend that the ancestors slashed the strong enemy, and the sword slashed the unknown peak, they were all deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The breeze blew a few weeping willows, and under the floating willow leaves, all eyes were on, and the black coffin began to tremble.