Luo Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that the old man in front of him was so powerful that he could reach the sky.

The old man stretched out his hand to pull Luo Feng up, and said with a smile, "Do you have any insights?"

Only then did Luo Feng realize that the old man did not have the slightest intention to kill him, but instead taught him like an elder.

No matter how stupid Luo Feng was, he understood that the other party was giving him instructions.

Retracting his irritable heart and his previous anger towards Zhenjian Sect, Luo Feng bowed and said, "The invincible way of a sage is to blindly attack and appear to be full of divine power, but it is just an appearance."

As he spoke, Luo Feng looked at the green vines swaying in the wind, lowered his head and said, "Defense is protection, and only with a protective heart can one achieve enlightenment."

Yes, this is what Luo Feng realized just now.

In the past, he only attacked but did not defend, thinking that the most powerful defense was attack. Now it seems that when a wise man is invincible, he may not be invincible if he only defends but does not attack.

When the old man saw that Luo Feng could achieve such enlightenment in such a short period of time, he felt sad and helpless in his heart.

Unavoidably, tears overflowed. He looked regretfully at the declining Sword Sect, and sighed, "Such a simple truth, at my age and with such experience, I can understand why none of these incompetent disciples have become enlightened.

Woolen cloth?"

The old man seemed much older at this moment. He looked at the large sect that he had guarded for tens of billions of years, his voice trembling and helpless.

"Little baby, where is the hatred? You have taken revenge. You have vented the karma in your heart. There is still a way to return to heaven if you put down the butcher knife."

The old man smiled and patted Luo Feng, "Your heart is the purest I have ever seen. Your heart is meant to protect you. You must have something you want to protect, right?"

Luo Feng knew that the old man seemed to have a special ability and could see through some of his secrets, so he didn't say much.

The old man continued, "Then use what you have just realized and study it carefully. The sage is invincible and the way of protection is more worthy of you than those mediocre disciples."

Luo Feng said, "Senior, my intention in coming here is not to kill, I'm just here to ask for people."

"You are talking about him, right? That child is also a good seedling, but he is more murderous and has a confused future." The old man pointed to his body in the distance, the old tree that was getting darker and darker.

He only saw the green light emerging from the tree trunk, and Wu Di was successfully sent out.

"Boss!" Wudi rushed over.

Luo Feng was stunned, "Senior, he..."

"This child has a strong bloodline, and even I feel afraid of him. If he can be properly controlled in the future, he may not be able to become a great emperor."

"Wudi," Luo Feng stepped forward to hold Wudi, "Are you okay?"

Wu Di shook his head and turned to bow to the old man, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance these days. Wu Di has gained a lot."

Luo Feng was stunned, and quickly bowed to the old man, "Thank you, senior, for your love."

The old man waved his hand, "It's just that these disciples are not up to par. They have already forgotten their original intentions. I am afraid that they have even forgotten all the ancestral precepts of the Sword-Suppressing Sect."

"I don't want this large sect to disappear completely. I just taught you a few things. It can be regarded as having some selfish motives of my own. Don't mention the words of gratitude again. It is really shameful."

After receiving the old man's guidance, Luo Feng seemed to have a new understanding of his entire martial arts path, which was far more valuable than him obtaining the Universe Master Space.

"Little baby, I don't have much time. Going out this time has exhausted all my breath." The old man's body began to dissipate, but he was relieved and reluctant to leave.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and motioned for the two of them to sit down.

Luo Feng and Wu Bi glanced at each other and sat down like junior disciples.

"Before I disband, I have something else I want to say to you."

Luo Feng bowed and said, "Senior, please speak."

"As soon as I leave, the Sword Suppressing Sect will no longer have a foothold in the Eastern Wasteland. If there is a crisis in the future, we can only leave it to fate."

"I want to have a master-student relationship with you!"

Luo Feng was stunned, "Is this the friendship between master and disciple?"

"Okay," Luo Feng did not hesitate and knelt down to worship.

But the old man stopped me with a smile, "Don't worry, little kid, you don't understand what I mean. What I mean is that I recognize you as my master."

"What?!" Luo Feng trembled in fright. The old man had great kindness to him and waved his hand, "Senior, you are trying to shame me. How can I be your master?"

"Don't be afraid, please let me explain it to you. You can decide for yourself whether you accept it or not."

The old man sighed, "Oh, once I leave, these disciples and descendants will no longer have anyone to control them. In another hundred or thousand years, without thinking too much, their heritage will inevitably be scattered and turned into dust."

"Little baby, you are talented and intelligent, and your swordsmanship is the only one I have ever seen that is as good as my master Jian Zu."

"I want to keep your heart in Zhenjian Sect and create greater glory with you as the core."

"Let me guard the Sword-Suppressing Sect?" Luo Feng was confused.

He originally came to destroy the gate, but now he has to protect the gate. What does this mean?

The old man smiled and said, "But if you want to convince those dissatisfied disciples and grandchildren, you must have a status that is enough to overwhelm their status."

"How about I simply accept you as my disciple and make you the Sword Ancestor of the Sword-Suppressing Sect. I will announce it and I believe they will not dare to object."

Wu Di looked at Luo Feng and said, "Brother, please agree. Senior has a great kindness to us. If you don't agree, I will agree."

Luo Feng pondered and looked directly at the old man, "Old man, I don't think I can restrain them."

"As long as your heart is pure, it is a trivial matter. Little baby, you are more understanding than them, so you can control those unscrupulous children."

Luo Feng was silent, "Okay, since senior trusts me so much, then I will accept the title of Sword Ancestor."

"Yeah!" the old man said and kowtowed three times in front of Luo Feng seriously.

But Luo Feng did not stop it because it was the old man's long-cherished wish.

He saw an ancestral spirit who dedicated his whole life to this mountain gate. Even before his death, he still thought that someone could replace him and pass on his master's martial arts will.

Luo Feng had no reason to refuse.

After kowtowing for the third time, the old man did not raise his head again, let alone speak any more.

Because the next moment, his life breath completely came to an end along with the old tree behind him.

Old Man Tianqiong laughed in relief, and the old tree dispersed, and finally asked, "What's the name of the little baby?"

"Junior Luo Feng!"

"Okay, just Luo Feng Sword Ancestor."

At this point, the old man's voice rang out from the depths of the minds of the Sword-Suppressing Sect disciples scattered all over the place.

"This voice belongs to the ancestor spirit master!" The elder of Seven Swords and the disciples looked at each other.

"Master Zuling is still alive. Is he really still alive? Didn't he say that the army has been disbanded?" The disciples were very excited.

However, the elders of Seven Swords knew that the reappearance of the Ancestral Spirit Master was also the last time, indicating that a big event was about to occur, because this would be the last secret order for the Ancestral Spirit Master to burn out his soul.

"Disciples of Zhenjian Sect, listen to the order!" the old man's voice sounded in their spiritual world.

Countless disciples stopped one after another, the juniors knelt on their knees, the elders bowed...

"Master Ancestor Spirit, please enlighten me!"

The old man said, "The great Sword Sect has been without an owner for thousands of years. Today I have found a new Sword Ancestor for you."

"What, the new Sword Ancestor?" Everyone present was surprised.

The Seven Swords elders stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Even they didn't dare to sit in that position. Where did Master Zuling look for suitable candidates for this position?

I wanted to ask again, but the old man had completely cut off contact.

At this time, on the altar of Zhenjian Sect, Luo Feng sat cross-legged in a high position, with his black hair moving, looking at the green charm in the void that had been stained for a long time, and said, "Congratulations to the ancestor of Zhenjian Sect, junior Luo Feng.
Chapter completed!