My wife is a sword god

Chapter 241 The Sovereign of Wanjian Sect——Yue Hexuan
"Ah Choe, Ah Choo!" Qin Feng rubbed his nose, only feeling puzzled in his heart, the temperature in Jianfeng is not as cold as outside, so why is he sneezing all the time?
Moreover, what is the reason for this inexplicable panic, is it because of the lady?

Puzzled, he picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip.

At this moment, only he and Heitantou were in the room, and everyone else had to leave.

The old man said that it was his first time to come to the rumored Wan Jianzong, and he wanted to take a stroll nearby.

When master cheap left, he only left a sentence to meet an acquaintance. As for who the acquaintance he said was, he didn't say much.

As for Lan Ningshuang, she went to look for Bai Qiu. After all, if she wanted to climb Xingyue Peak, she had to get the consent of the Wanjian Sect Master, and not everyone could see the Sect Master.

After waiting in the room for a long time, but Ningshuang did not come back, Qin Feng, who had been inexplicably flustered, wanted to go out to relax.

Heitantou and Heitantou climbed up the winding mountain path of Jianfeng Peak, and after an unknown amount of time, they came to a huge boulder.

It is about five feet wide, and when you look up, it is nearly ten feet wide.

On the surface of the boulder, the names of many people are engraved, and there is a clear air hovering above each person's name.

After staring carefully for a moment, Qin Feng realized that it was sword energy.

The names of these people were all carved with sword energy!
"Uncle, what is this boulder?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "I don't know either."

At this moment, on the other side of the boulder, a strong voice sounded: "This is not a boulder, but a stone tablet."

Curious, the two of them followed the sound and walked around the side of the boulder, only to see a middle-aged man in a blue-black cloak, holding a small wine jug, staring at the name on the stone tablet, as if looking at the name on the stone tablet. Remember what.

The middle-aged man took a sip of his wine and said lightly: "The names engraved on it are all those who have been out of the sect since ancient times and failed to return when they went out to hunt down demons."

Wan Jianzong can become one of the three masters of kendo recognized by Daqian, of course not only because of its strength.

People in the sect, after completing their studies, will travel the world, crusade against demons and ghosts, and contribute their meager strength to protect the common people in the world.

Over time, Wan Jianzong's reputation has naturally risen in the great work.

But who can guarantee that they will come back alive when they go out to fight against demons and ghosts?

There are so many powerful and terrifying ghosts in the world. They often walk by the river without getting their shoes wet.

The more times of crusades, the less times of returning to the sect.

Until the end, there is no coming back.
Qin Feng and the two were shocked when they heard the words. They looked up at the stele again. The densely packed names on it seemed rather unpleasant at the moment.

The middle-aged man turned his head to see the expressions of the two, and smiled: "Hey, what are you doing like this? The original intention of the sword ancestor, the old man, to create this Wanjian sect was to hope that his disciples would protect the world and slay demons." Slayer.

For the people of Wan Jianzong, it is a great honor to be able to go up this stele.

It's a pity, because I'm too strong, so far I haven't met a ghost who can send me to this stone tablet. "

Most of Qin Feng and Qin Feng's sentimental sentiments disappeared under this bragging.

How thick-skinned a person is to say such things in front of others?
A golden light flashed in his pupils, and Qin Feng looked at the middle-aged man, wanting to see how strong the other party was, so he dared to speak such nonsense.

But in the blink of an eye, where can I see the middle-aged figure just now?
"What about others?" Qin Feng asked in surprise.

"Grandpa, I. I don't know. I've been staring at him, but I didn't notice when he disappeared." Xing Sheng swallowed.

The two looked at each other, the shock in their eyes could not be hidden.

Not long after, two more beautiful figures walked towards the stele along the mountain path.

Bai Qiu said in a crisp voice: "Sister Ningshuang, master, he is usually not in the Suzerain Hall of Xingyue Peak, or stays here.

I couldn't find him in the Suzerain Hall just now, so there is a high probability that he is here.

Also, did the second son of the Qin family really not come with him?
I'm just asking out of curiosity, I don't have any other ideas. "

Lan Ningshuang shook her head, she only wanted to quickly find the Sect Master Wanjian, so that my uncle and miss could meet.

After climbing the stone platform, a huge stone tablet came into view.

Beside the stele, there were two familiar figures.

Lan Ningshuang asked in surprise, "Master, Xing Shenling, why are you here?"

"I stayed in the house all the time with nothing to do, so I came out for a walk, and I just happened to arrive here." Qin Feng searched for his reputation, and after seeing who was coming, he replied.

When Bai Qiu saw Qin Feng, she snorted. Naturally, she couldn't have a good face towards the guy who took away Senior Sister Jianli.

Looking around, but seeing no one else, she said softly, "Hey, was there anyone else besides you here just now?"

"There is also a middle-aged senior wearing a blue-black cloak." Heitantou replied.

Hearing this, Bai Qiu turned around and smiled lightly, "Sister Ningshuang, let me just say that the master is here."

"Master?!" Qin Feng and the two stared wide-eyed in surprise.

That person just now turned out to be Bai Qiu's master, the master of Wanjian Sect, and the rumored Yue Hexuan!

"What are you all making such a fuss about? Where is my master? If you want to climb Xingyue Peak, you have to ask him to agree." Bai Qiu looked around again, but still couldn't see the master.

"He suddenly disappeared just now." Qin Feng opened his mouth and said.

"Ah?" Bai Qiu's tender face suddenly collapsed.

Xingyue Peak, the Sovereign Hall, inside a mountain pavilion.

Yue Hexuan's figure suddenly appeared, he walked to the stone table, and with a move of his right hand, a jug of wine buried in the mountain spring was swept into his hand in an instant.

He took out three more wine glasses from the Sumeru Ring, Yue Hexuan filled them up one by one, and said at the same time: "It's all here, what are you hiding?"

The voice just fell.

A gray sleeve appeared, and some wrinkled palms stretched out to take the wine glass. It was Old Man Baili.

On the other side of the stone table, a strong wind hit, and a man in black clothes and a faceless white mask appeared out of thin air.

The faceless man and the old man looked at each other. The old man had a strange look in his eyes, but he didn't say much, he just drank the wine in his glass.

"You two, why don't you stay in the small town well, why come to me when you have time, are you looking for me to catch up with you?

Or... for my good apprentice, the imminent confirmation of the hegemony of heaven and earth? "

"Why bother to ask knowingly?" the old man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Yue Hexuan's expression became serious: "Old man, you clearly said back then that she would become the youngest sword god in history.

Come here this time, is there really a change? "

"The hexagram about Liu Jianli was obscured by heavenly secrets, and I couldn't predict it, but a little guy sounded the alarm for me and made me think of some problems.

Don't you think that the timing of Zidian Shenjun's birth is too coincidental? "

As soon as these words came out, Yue Hexuan frowned, he stood up and paced in the pavilion, and finally made up his mind: "Come with me."

The place they are going to is the Sword Tomb of Wan Jianzong.

(End of this chapter)