Chapter 874: Summon

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Chapter 874: Meeting
On the top of the stone mountain, a temple stands alone, simple and clumsy, I do not know how many years.
This is the Tianjian Temple!
The palace is not large, but a huge sword is directed at Jiuxiao, and it is connected to the sky. Although it is condensed but not scattered, hidden and not sent, the closer you are to the palace, the more you can feel its majesty. , Vast, magnificent, even the strongest monk, it is estimated that can not help but develop a sense of awe.
If the meaning of these swords erupts completely, I am afraid that the "Pure Yang Sect" and even the entire city of Yanyang will be turned into powder.
When seeing the Heavenly Sword Hall, Tang Huan faintly felt that the intricate connotations gathered from all sides, and continuously integrated into the strong sword implied in the hall.
One of them even originated from him.
"So it is!"
The relevant memories of Hu Chan flashed in his mind, and Tang Huan's heart suddenly gave birth to a wise enlightenment, "Every monk of this Pure Yang Jianzong, as long as he is still in this Tibetan sword mountain, or even Yanyang City, A hint of meaning is drawn from this 'Sky Sword Palace'. At the beginning, 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' should be a pure sword school, so as to condense a strong sword meaning as a foundation. Then, 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' was It began to be compatible and included, and disciples in Zongzong were no longer limited to using swords as weapons, using guns, knives, sticks, and halberds, all kinds of weapons were possible. "
Any monk, no matter what weapon is used, the meaning of the weapon will be contaminated in the body.
Swords have sword intentions, guns have gun intentions, swords have sword intentions ... This implication is intangible and insignificant. Normal monks can't perceive it, even if they can't sense it.
Tang Huan can now discover that he still entrusts the blessing of the "empty Buddha image".
Even if the breath converges to the extreme, the meaning of the weapon will continue to be emitted continuously. If it were elsewhere, the meaning would disappear after it had emanated, but here it was all absorbed into the Heavenly Sword Hall. Just like Tang Huan, what overflowed from his body was the meaning of guns. Once the guns entered the Heavenly Sword Hall, they would be immediately assimilated by the majestic sword, and it was impossible to exist independently.
The Heavenly Sword Palace continuously absorbs all kinds of meanings. After a long time, this gradually formed the horrible sword meaning now.
This sword meaning is not only the rich heritage of "Pure Yang Jianzong", but also the spirit of "Pure Yang Jianzong".
As long as this horrible sword is still in existence, even if "Pure Yang Jianzong" is temporarily weakened, no force dares to enter Yanyang City in a big way. If the "Junyang Sword Sect" is really pushed into despair, and the sword intention in the Heavenly Sword Hall is inspired, it is likely that they will all come together.
"No wonder the 'Pure Sun Sword Sect' can stand for countless years without falling down. The founders of the 'Pure Sun Sword Sect' are not only far-sighted but also clever."
Tang Huan moved his head slightly, followed Zhuo Dongqing and Xun Zhao stepped into the Heavenly Sword Hall.
The material of this temple is not stone, non-jade, non-wood, non-brick, as if it was completely changed by swordsmanship, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in that horrible swordsmanship, but it was Tang Huan who walked on thin ice and did not dare Nothing changed. Not only that, but Zhuo Dongqing and Zhuo Zhao also became cautious.
Inside the palace, there were eight figures sitting.
Opposite the gate is an old man in a purple robe. Hefa Tongyan, his youthful handsomeness is faintly seen in the eyebrows. There are three people on the left side of the old man in purple robes. They are a burly man in a golden robe, an old man in black, and a beautiful young woman in a blue dress.
On the right side of the old man in purple robes, there are four people. One is a handsome and handsome man in a white robe; the other is a tall man with a red robe like a fire and a tall hawk-nosed old man; the last two are old men with a thin face Wearing a yellow coat, the other had a wrinkled face, a dry body wrapped in a green robe, squinting his eyelids, and it looked as if one foot had stepped into a coffin.
They are the "Pure Yang Sect" and the seven elders.
For example, Nie Kun and others, Tang Huanyin could judge their cultivation, but the eight people in this temple gave Tang Huan an unfathomable feeling. They did not deliberately converge, nor did they deliberately encourage coercion. They just sat there quietly, but they were towering like giant peaks and vast like the ocean.
Almost immediately after entering the hall, Tang Huan felt that sixteen substantive eyes fell on him, making him feel like he was completely penetrated, as if all the secrets in his body were in this hall at a glance. It was revealed in the sight of eight people.
Even if it is not intentional, such eyes can give people a terrible sense of oppression. Even disciples of Jin Jian, such as Nie Kunna, were nervous at the same time when facing the ruler and the seven elders who had the greatest power at the same time.
However, the "empty Buddha image" made Tang Huan's soul peaceful. Under the watchful eyes of the eight strong men, Tang Huan's heart was always calm as usual.
"Master Qilu, your elders, Tang Huan has already arrived!" Zhuo Dongqing slightly bowed, and then separated with Zhuo Zhao.
"Tang Huan, a silver sword disciple of the Ministry of Wind, has met the suzerain and the elders!" Tang Huan calmly bowed to the eight people in the temple.
"Not bad!"
The old man in the purple robe softly licked his long beard and smiled with approval. "At the age of twenty-five, he has broken through to the seventh level of the true spirit. It is indeed a gift of talent and an unlimited future."
"The suzerain has praised it." Tang Huan smiled slightly.
"Tang Huan, I heard that your success rate in forging low-ranking heavenly soldiers is as high as 80%, and the forged pieces are all superb weapons?" The old man with a red nose wearing a red robe suddenly squinted and smiled. There was an inexplicable smile between the looks.
"Exactly!"
Tang Huan moved in his heart, glancing at Zhuo Dongqing on the side, even nodding.
Zhuo Dongqing is not only the elder of "Junyang Jianzong", but also the secretary of southern Yanzhou. It is not difficult to learn from the Tigers the state of Tang Huan's forging weapons. This time, the suzerain and the seven elders summoned, presumably because Zhuo Dongqing reported these conditions.
After all, even in Tianzhou, which casts the world of God, there are not necessarily a few low-level skysmiths who can forge low-level sky soldiers with a success rate of 80%, not to mention the quality of each weapon has reached the top.
In Yanzhou, where there is a lack of refiners, a low-level heavenly craftsman like him has appeared, and it is a matter of course to attract the highest attention of "Pure Yang Jianzong".
"It's unheard of to be so sophisticated."
The young woman in the blue skirt looked at Tang Huan with admiration, but then she turned her eyes and looked at the old man in the red robe with a smile and said, "Elder Meng, I don't think it will take you many years, you 'chunyang "Jianzong's title of the strongest refiner will be given to Tang Huan."
PS: At night.