Protect Our Patriarch

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at the same time.

Xuanbing Temple.

The howling cold wind blew across the snowy peaks, as if everlasting, and gave this huge palace group carved out of ice crystals a bit of murderous air.

Snow flakes fell from the dense clouds, and fell on the eaves of carved tiles like ice and snow, and instantly merged with the whole building.

From a distance, the sky and the earth are covered with snow, vast and lonely.

Only the robes and knickers that flashed between the rolling buildings, vaguely revealed a bit of smoke and fire.

At the highest core of the building complex, there is a Xuanbing Pavilion.

This is the place where the famous Master Binglan retreats for a long time. Only the core disciples can be summoned occasionally and accept some guidance here.

Without her call, even direct disciples would not be allowed to enter without authorization.

today.

This Xuanbing Pavilion seems a little different,

The intense snowstorm that has pervaded the surroundings all year round seems to have dissipated a lot, and a ray of golden sunlight also shines through the thick clouds and shines on the Xuanbing Pavilion, making it shining.

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Outside the main hall of Xuanbing Hall.

In addition to buildings with various uses, the largest area is a square like ice crystals.

In this square, there are several arenas built. Among them, the largest and strongest arena can withstand the battles of cultivators of the Celestial and Human Realm without being easily destroyed.

The disciples of the Xuanbing Temple will come to the arena every day to learn from each other, confirming each other's progress in the cultivation of Xuanwu combat skills.

Such a brave and diligent atmosphere is naturally quite different from the peaceful and peaceful Changchun Valley.

They are addicted to practice and are keen to fight.

This is also the case.

The line of Xuanbing Temple is recognized as the line with the strongest combat effectiveness of the Zifu Academy.

Many outstanding young people want to join the line of Xuanbing Temple, however, Xuanbing Temple recruits disciples most strictly, and it has always been Ningquewulan.

Over time, even though the number of the Xuanbing Hall branch was small, it was a gathering of elites.

It is also because of this that the disciples of the Xuanbing Temple line have always been proud of it and attach great importance to their identity. When looking at other veins and valleys, it is natural to have more condescending pride.

In front of an ordinary ring.

An excellent disciple wearing a white costume is admonishing, assessing, and letting them learn from each other.

There are only a dozen new disciples this year, but all of them are elites of the younger generation. Each is a middle-grade qualification, and has awakened a bloodline.

One of the most powerful, the qualifications reached the middle grade, only one step away is the top grade.

Such outstanding students will definitely be a core disciple in the future, and even have the opportunity to rush to pass on to the disciples.

Although the Xuanbing Temple is mainly based on the practice of "Xuanbing True Art", it does not necessarily require the blood of Xuanbing.

For one thing, the mentality in the academy is all-encompassing.

Secondly, as long as it is not a bloodline that conflicts too much with Xuanbing's attributes, the power of practicing "Xuanbing True Art" will be good.

Even if there are conflicting bloodlines, there are other exercises that can be practiced.

I think that when the ancestor of Longyan joined the line of Xuanbing, it was also the blood of Yuanshui that awakened, not the blood of Xuanbing.

Among this group of new disciples, two are old acquaintances.

A young man with a shy temperament in a strong white outfit was Mrs. Bilian's younger uncle-Yuwen Jianye.

The other one was only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, the adolescent who is unusually tall and full of tendons is Wang Zongsheng, the eighth generation male of the Wang family.

Because the two are more familiar, they naturally stood together.

There is no arrogance in their hearts.

No way, a dozen people here are all awakened by blood, and it is not their turn to be proud.

"As long as my disciple of the Xuanbing Temple is brave and diligent, and strive for the uppermost." The outstanding disciple who has reached the spiritual stage sternly reprimanded, "If anyone is lazy, it is better to choose the Changchun Valley line. do you understand?"

"Understood!"

The new disciples answered loudly with their heads up and their chests high.

"Now that I understand, if anyone makes a mistake, I will expel him." The excellent disciple reprimanded as usual.

To this end at the same time.

Not far away, a few young people in white clothes were passing by here.

All of them are rich and handsome, with strong auras, like dragons among people.

The headed one looked like he was only in his twenties. His face was stern, and there seemed to be a breath of ice lingering around him at all times, as if he had merged with the snow and ice.

Unpredictable and unpredictable.

When the outstanding disciple saw this group of people, his eyes were bright, and he whispered: "It turned out to be Ji Mingyu, Brother Mingyu."

Then he saluted from a distance: "I have seen Brother Mingyu."

"Brother Ming Yu?"

The new disciples all looked at them curiously.

Ji Mingyu's group stopped.

There was a gentle smile on his face: "It turned out to be Junior Kant. It has been a tough job for you to recruit new disciples this time. You should make some adjustments first, and later I will lead them to various veins to get insights."

"Yes, Brother Mingyu." Zhou Kangde bowed in a slightly excited manner, "I must take care of it and keep them from losing your face, Brother Mingyu."

After the encouragement, Ji Mingyu and his party left temporarily, walked into the Xuanbing Hall, and drifted away.

Zhou Kangde looked at each other all the way, until Ji Mingyu disappeared, he turned his head and said proudly: "You all heard it. Give me a good heart, and Brother Mingyu will take you in these two days. Go everywhere to see and see, this is a long-faced thing."

"Brother Jianye, what is insight?" Wang Zongsheng asked in a low voice.

He joined Xuan Bing's line. It's not that he understands how powerful this vein is, it's just because of the words "Longyan Old Ancestor".

"Just go to other veins to show off your martial arts." Yuwen Jianye came from an extraordinary background, and his family inherited many academies for thousands of years. He naturally understood this.

"Shut up." Zhou Kangde angrily reprimanded, "Senior brothers are talking, it is not your turn to whisper. If you commit another crime, you will be punished and not forgiving!"

Wang Zongsheng and Yuwen Jianye shook up and shut up quickly.

Afterwards, Zhou Kangde continued to teach the new beginner disciples.

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At the same time.

Inside the Xuanbing Hall.

Ji Mingyu's group stopped.

One of the core disciples said: "Senior Brother Mingyu, this time Master invites us to meet, is it because Senior Sister Longyan is back?"

"Probably this is the case." Another core disciple also said, "Senior Longyan has been away from the academy for sixty years. I heard that something went wrong in the family at that time. Master has been talking about it several times in recent years. "

"If Longyan-senpai can return to the academy, the strength of my Profound Ice Hall will increase a lot."

"That's right, when Longyan senior sister was swaying all the time, I was just a newbie disciple, but I followed her to gain a lot of knowledge."

The two of you said something to me, and there was some expectation in their eyes.

Ji Mingyu raised his brow lightly.

It has been 60 years since Wang Longyan left the academy, and Ji Mingyu was only in his forties.

"I heard that Longyan-senpai was only promoted to the middle stage of the Lingtai stage when she was sixty years old. It is not very strong." Ji Mingyu's eyes were slightly disdainful, "and I am three years short, as long as five years, and I will definitely be promoted to the middle stage. "

The other two older core disciples were taken aback for a moment, and both laughed: "Senior Brother Mingyu was born in the famous sixth-rank family Ji family, so naturally he is better than Senior Sister Longyan."

As a group of people talked, they passed the guards and headed to Xuanbing Pavilion.

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at the same time.

In Xuanbing Pavilion.

A high-end woman in palace dress sat on the main seat.

She wears a white jade crown on her head, the jade color is bright, without a trace of variegation.

However, even under the snowy white jade, her skin was still as crystal clear as jade, and it was hard to tell whether the jade color was brighter or the skin tone fairer.

An icy blue palace dress enveloped her exquisite body, setting off her temperament as cold as snowy peaks and as elegant as snowflakes.

This palace-dressed woman is naturally the master here, Master Binglan.

On the wall behind her, there was an ice crystal long sword inserted in the scabbard horizontally.

That is her saber "Binglan", with ice soul as the bone, condensed from the ice spirit of the endless snow mountain, the sword intent is dignified and exudes endless chill.

Because of the existence of this Binglan Sword, the entire Xuanbing Pavilion was filled with an invisible murderous air.

It can be seen that if this sword is unsheathed, how sharp it would be.

The ancestor of Longyan wore a Xuanbing silk skirt and a veil sitting at the place where Master Binglan started.

She has ice-colored white hair draped on her shoulders, which is completely different from the young girl back then. Instead, she has a mature and peaceful temperament, and even has a temperament that has experienced vicissitudes of life.

Early in the house, Longyan ancestors often dyed black hair.

But this time during the trip to the palace, Wang Shouzhe exhorted him a thousand times, and Wan asked the ancestor of Longyan to show his hair with white hair, especially when he met Master Binglan, never dye his hair.

In fact, with the body temperament and charm of the ancestor of Longyan, that ice-colored white hair adds to the goddess style.

Sitting across from the ancestor of Longyan was a handsome man who looked like a young man. His grandeur is like Yuan Yu Yue Zhi, and his cultivation is unfathomable, all showing his extraordinary person.

This man was surprisingly Fang Youan, who had spoken to Master Binglan before, and was one of Master Binglan's personal disciples.

That ice-colored white hair naturally attracted the attention of Master Binglan.

She stared at the little scented incense, and then asked faintly: "Longyan, what's the matter with your white hair?"

The ancestor of Longyan said calmly, "Master Qi, for about fifty years, the disciple has been fighting against the poison of Yin and evil, and this hair has turned white without knowing it."

Although her tone was calm, the content of her words made both Master Binglan and Na Fang Youan look at her.

For fifty years, he has been resisting the poison of Yin Sha. The suffering and pain in this, but thinking about it makes the scalp numb.

They couldn't imagine how hard Wang Longyan had been in these years.

Fang Youan's face didn't change, a sharp look flashed across his eyes, and then he said softly: "Afterwards, I will meet the disciples of the Yin Sha sect. Brother will kill a few more to relieve you."

His actual age is much older than Longyan's ancestor, which is equivalent to watching her grow up. Had it not been for the rules of the school, he would have helped.

"Thank you Brother Youan." Longyan's ancestor's voice was flat, as if there was no joy or sadness.

"Huh!" Master Binglan's eyes are even more murderous, "It took me 50 years to entangle with the evil evil poison, and then I was forced to absorb the evil evil poison. Who dares to those people anymore? Say more, don't blame me Binglan for being merciless."

"Master, I think that even though Junior Sister Longyan has suffered this catastrophe, she has also sharpened her heart. On the contrary, it has made her accumulate and increase her potential." Fang Youan comforted, "So, maybe there is a chance to rush to the Purple Mansion. It's too late."

Everyone was talking.

Suddenly, a young voice came from outside Xuanbing Pavilion: "Disciple Ji Mingyu, wait, pay homage to Master."

Master Binglan's fierce expression eased slightly.

"Come in."

While talking, Master Binglan said to Longyan ancestor He Yanyue: "Ming Yu is one of my new core disciples, which is not bad compared to you back then."

Follow.

Ji Mingyu and others came in, the salute should be salute, the greeting should be greetings.

Especially Na Ji Mingyu, who is personable, courteous and courteous. He also compliments the ancestor of Longyan, and calls each "senior sister" very affectionately.

However, there was a trace of contempt in the depths of his eyes.

This Wang Longyan was already in his early one hundred and twenty, and he was only capable of reaching the late stage of the Lingtai Realm, and his qualifications were not good enough.

As for him, Ji Mingyu, he thought confidently that he would be able to rush to the late stage of the Lingtai Realm when he was at most ninety years old!

By the time he was more than 120 years old, hehe, he was planning to attack the realm of heaven and human.

What he worries most is whether Wang Longyan's return to the door wall this time will affect his future impact on his disciples.

Although they are all Master’s disciples~www.novelmt.com~, the personal disciples and core disciples are far different in terms of identity and resources.

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"Ming Yu." After some familiarity, Master Binglan instructed, "This time the academy will discuss traditions and postpone the day for the teacher. Tomorrow you will take your new disciples to the peaks and valleys to see and see. ."

"It's Master."

Ji Mingyu lifted his spirits and thought to himself, it seemed that Master still paid more attention to him.

But immediately, Master Binglan said again: "Longyan, you will go shopping with you tomorrow. You don’t need to act, just show your face everywhere, say hello to the masters of all peaks and veins, and declare you that Wang Longyan will from now on Back to the door wall."

"It's Master."

The ancestor of Longyan gave his orders.

The smile on Ji Mingyu's face was stagnant, and he instantly understood why Master wanted to suppress this tradition for a day. He was thinking of paving the way for Wang Longyan.

Does the master want to accept her as a personal biography?

An anger suddenly rose in his heart. Why?

At this moment.

Outside the Xuanbing Hall, in the sky, there was a hearty laugh from an old man: "Master Binglan is here? I will bring my new disciples from Changchun to see and see in the hall." That voice sounded flat, but No matter how can't hide the pride.

What? Come to our Xuanbing Temple in Changchun Valley to see and see?

There were only six people in Xuanbing Pavilion, but all of them looked strange at this moment. Is this a mistake?

Longyan's ancestor's eyes were also surprised.

I remember that when she was a core disciple in the Xuanbing Temple, she led a team to see and see in Changchun Valley. How come it's only sixty years? The situation is reversed?

Could it be that the younger brother Mingyu is not strong?

The ancestor of Longyan looked at Ji Mingyu with questioning eyes.

Ji Mingyu was naturally shocked. Facing Wang Longyan's eyes, he was inexplicably wronged.

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