After returning to Shenzong, Wang Xiaomi's face was not very good-looking, and Yan Xiaoke even more so. She wrote almost all her mood on her face, and returned to her father in a daze. She was dejected and suffered a lot of blows. When others asked why this was the case, she didn't answer. She locked herself in the house in a short while and no one saw her.

After Wang Xiaomi met the sect leader, she hurriedly walked on the path of Shangshen Sect.

After a while, she came to an exquisite pavilion.

The pavilion is newly built and uses the best materials. Each material exudes a unique aura. Practicing in this pavilion can easily absorb the spirit of heaven and earth, increase the strength of the heavenly soul, and make meditation twice the result with half the effort.

This is Nalan Xiyue’s cultivation pavilion!

It is the most unique cultivation pavilion in the entire Shangshen Sect, because most of the cultivation barriers and array seals inside are the canvases of the Lord of Shangshen Sect themselves, and even the holy flowers and grasses planted around the pavilion are the best in this sect.

This is a treatment that only Nalan Xiyue can enjoy, and it is a treatment that almost surpasses the elders! Ordinary disciples cannot even get close to this place!

Because here, there is a respected fighting saint living!

"Senior Sister Xiyue, Xiaomi is asking for a meeting!" Wang Xiaomi stood in front of the pavilion, bowed and shouted respectfully.

Wang Xiaomi has been in Shangshen Sect for nearly a thousand years. She has long been no ordinary disciple. She is a deacon. She can become an elder after more than a thousand years. However, even so, in front of Nalan Xiyue, she still calls her senior sister.

Because Nalan Xiyue was given great hope by the sect leader! In the entire sect, she was almost one person and more than ten thousand people, even the great elder was polite to her.

This is the attitude of Shangshen Sect toward evil geniuses.

"Oh? Junior Sister Xiaomi?"

A quiet voice came from the pavilion: "I remember you were not going to Yijian Tiangong as a representative of our sect? Why? You came back?"

"The Sword Contest in Heaven Palace has ended. Xiaomi's trip is eye-opening. The sect leader asked me to tell the magical sword techniques and tricks I saw in Heaven Palace to my senior sister so that I can know what I think so that I will not be at a disadvantage when confronting the geniuses of Heaven Palace in the future!"

"Hmph! What genius can a mere I-Sword Heavenly Palace cultivate to compare with me, Nalan Xiyue? It's really ridiculous! There's no need for you to explain this, go back! I still have to practice." The voice inside was full of arrogance.

Wang Xiaomi's pretty face changed and she hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, in addition to this, I have another important thing to discuss with you!"

"Is there anything that is more important than my practice? Don't delay my time! Go back quickly!" The voice seemed impatient.

Wang Xiaomi frowned slightly, and had no choice but to whisper two words.

"white night!"

In an instant, the pavilion fell silent.

The aura emitted around the pavilion trembled.

It seems that what Bai Ye said is true... Wang Xiaomi sighed in her heart.

Snap!

At this time, the door of the pavilion opened by itself.

"Come in!" Nalan Xiyue's cold voice floated out.

Wang Xiaomi immediately flashed in.

The pavilion has two floors.

A layer of darkness, but no one was there, with some tables, chairs, bonsai, and some magic weapons that were dismantled. There was a magic array that was constantly operating. Wang Xiaomi stepped on the formation and was shocked: The sect leader even gave Xiyue this kind of formation to practice?

It's so scary...

Crack...

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps sounded on the second floor, and then a beautiful girl wearing a white sword suit and with long hair like an ink-colored waterfall walked down.

What a stunning woman!

The girl's skin is as snow, her eyes are like stars, and her heroic appearance is graceful and charming. When she walked down, what attracted Wang Xiaomi the most was not her face, but the cold air that exuded from her body.

This breath did not overflow from her body, but bloomed from the blood-colored sword that was buckled around her waist.

Divine Sword Leng Yue!

The famous sword of the Shenzong!

How many geniuses and even elders were salivating at it, but they were picked by Nalan Xiyue!

Now that Nalan Xiyue has been passed down by the sect leader, the supreme sword technique, and the divine sword Leng Yue, with great power and its strength has skyrocketed. No one can believe that this woman who has only been in the sect for a year will reach such a terrifying realm...

"What did you just mention? Bai Ye? Do you know this person?" Nalan Xiyue walked over, her phoenix eyes stared at Wang Xiaomi coldly, her voice coldly.

Wang Xiaomi bowed gently: "Yes, Senior Sister Xiyue, Bai Ye is now in Shenzong!"

"Go to the Gods Sect?" Nalan Xiyue laughed at once when she heard this: "Silly! So stupid! Hahaha... I didn't expect that Bai Ye actually chose the Idiot Sword Heavenly Palace! It's extremely stupid! What a precious thing the top recommendation order is. He could have joined the Wumen and even the domineering dynasty! But he chose the Idiot Sword Heavenly Palace that is neither high nor low! Even I am not as good as I am in the Gods Sect! It seems that my agreement with him is destined to be defeated!!!"

The woman's eyes were filled with joy, as if she had already won.

"It seems that what Bai Ye said is true!" Wang Xiaomi sighed.

"Have Bai Ye told you, right?" Nalan Xiyue narrowed her eyes and said.

"Yes." Wang Xiaomi nodded and looked at the woman in front of her: "Senior Sister Xiyue! I will only ask you one question. Are you really the Saint of Fighting War?"

"No!" Nalan Xiyue replied very happily! She smiled faintly: "I am not even the best genius of our Nalan family! It was all because of Bai Ye's helping me to stand out in the clan election and be taken aback by Elder Luo Xuan!"

Wang Xiaomi looked ugly: "Do you know what impact these things will have on you once they are reported?"

"I know, but I know even more that you are a loyal person to the sect. You won't tell me about these things, and even if you tell me, I just need to deny it!" Nalan Xiyue's lips raised, fearless: "No evidence, these are just one-sided words! Do you believe in you or me?"

"But the battle order! This is ironclad evidence! You can't change it!" Wang Xiaomi asked.

"Since I dare to use this battle order, I will naturally be fully prepared!" Nalan Xiyue narrowed her eyes: "Although I am fake now, after the year-on-year agreement between me and Bai Ye, my fake one will become true. At that time, the name of my Nalan Xiyue will be engraved on this battle order!!"

When Wang Xiaomi heard the sound, she shuddered in an instant.

This woman...has been thinking about everything long ago!

She is afraid she will be sure to win!

....

Inspirational Sword Heaven Palace, Sword Cultivation Room.

In today's sword cultivation room, all the stoves were extinguished. Elder Sha brought out all the wine in the wine cellar and everyone drank it.

Deacon Mo, Tie Wanqing even brought over the Thirteenth Elder Guo Tu, and the people in the sword cultivation room and the wooden room were drunk directly.

Bai Ye's battle was a fierce breath for the elders of the miscellaneous numbers and the elders at the bottom!

Sha Zhi was very happy. Today was the happiest day in his life!

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate any department in the sect anymore.

After all, even a white night popped up in a place like the sword cultivation room. Who knows if there will be any monsters like the dark night popped up in other places, Lan Ye and others?

Bai Ye's Universe's body was a drunkard himself, so that when everyone fell to the ground, his consciousness was still clear.

"Congratulations, from today on, you will be the first disciple of my Yijian Tiangong!"

A crisp and elegant sound floated up.

Bai Ye looked sideways and Tie Wanqing, who was slightly drunk on her cheeks, walked up to him.

She also drank a lot, her face was red and particularly charming.

"Sister Tie, don't make fun of me. I'm still me, and I won't change because of what I did." Bai Ye looked at the dark moonlight and said lightly.

Tie Wanqing smiled, with a complicated expression.

"You are just the Great Emperor, how did you practice? Can you have such terrible strength?"

Tie Wanqing felt that she could not see through this person at all! This was just a great emperor, but a fearsome emperor!

"This... is a long story!" Bai Ye couldn't help but look deeper when he recalled his days at Jiuhun.

He thought of the Juehun Sect, the broken tail wolf, the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard, the Long Yue, the his parents, Huan Shiying, Bai Xiaorou, Yi Baixiu, Hong, and his disciple Yourong, and even the dead Ye Qian had a picture of the past in his mind.

I don’t know how you are now?

But Ice Emperor, Dragon Emperor has the mission, and he can't go back yet!

And... he also has to pursue the way of the saint! Otherwise, if such a thing happens again, he will not be able to save it.

Tie Wanqing looked at the man's head lowered and thoughtful look, her heart moved slightly, her pink lips stammered, and she didn't make any more noise.

"Who is Bai Ye?"

At this time, a voice sounded from the corridor ahead.

When Tie Wanqing saw the visitor, her eyes suddenly became quiet: "Disciple of the inner palace!"

"What?" Bai Ye came to his senses.

"It seems that the Palace Master has seen you!" Tie Wan smiled faintly.

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Chapter completed!