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Chapter 629 The Cult Master of Tongtian, the Lord of Swordsmanship [3 more]

The legendary Master Tongtian Sect is the leader of Jie Sect, and he cultivates the five energys to the Yuan Yuan, and the three flowers gather together, and is indestructible for all kalpas. One of the saints of Heavenly Dao is the disciple of Daozu Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, the Taishang Laojun, and the junior brother of Yuanshi Tianzun. He is the most favored by the ancestor Hongjun. The ancestor Hongjun personally gave the [Zhuxian Sword Formation], which is the first killing formation in the heavenly Dao and dominates the killing rules of heavenly Dao... These are all the knowledge that Bei Long has mastered for many years.

As Bai Jianfei said, the leader of Tongtian Sect is actually the leader of the Tongtian Sword Sect. The Taoist Lord of the Divine Sword Ye Feihong is equivalent to the "leader of Tongtian Sect" of this generation. Bei Long really wants to see what kind of character this master is.

So he was quite disappointed when he saw it. Ye Feihong had neither five long beards nor fairy-like style.

It can even be said that... he is still a kid!

A fat little man about seven or eight years old, who is so white and fat that Bei Long can't help but think of the stinky fart article in the classic old movie "The Laughter Boy: The New Oolong Courtyard", especially when he glanced back at Bei Long, he looked like both body and spirit!

Then Bei Long looked back at Bai Jianfei with a confused look on his face: This little fat man is... the Taoist Lord of the Divine Sword?

Bai Jianfei had already stepped forward with a serious expression and bowed to the fat man: "Disciple Bai Jianfei and junior brother Bei Long, pay homage to Taoist lord!"

Beilong's mouth twitched twice invisible, and then bowed to the little fat man: "Beilong pays homage to Taoist Lord!"

The Divine Sword Taoist Lord Ye Feihong is Bai Jianfei's master, that is, Bei Long's master, so he should have this prayer.

However, Ye Feihong, the Divine Sword Master, turned out to be a fat man of seven or eight years old... Is it certain that he wasn't teasing me?

But after the little fat man turned around, Bei Long knew it was true. The Taoist robe on his body was embroidered with nine flying swords on his left chest to form a ring. The golden sword tips were facing outwards, like a bright sun!

The little fat man's Taoist robe is almost the same as Zang Tianlan, the Nine Sword Sect of the Sword Immortal Sect that Bei Long saw!

However, the feeling of wearing Zang Tianlan and the little fat man is probably like a model and a buyer show off...

Zang Tianlan is a buyer show, and the little fat man is the model. Although he is a little fat man, the domineering aura he showed when he turned around and sat upright at Bei Long stepped on Zang Tianlan!

The sharpness that instantly bloomed in his small eyes, even Beilong, who had already turned four swordsmanship, felt it was eye-catching.

Fortunately, the little fat man only took a look and his sharpness disappeared. He returned to the simplicity and was like the stinky fart writer who was only good at making trouble. He smiled so hard that his little fat meat was on his face. He waved his hands to Bai Jianfei and Bei Long:

"Sit! sit!"

Sitting? Where to sit? Beilong looked around. Apart from the soft couch where the little fat man was sitting, there was no other chair. Instead, there were a few cushions on the ground. Bai Jianfei pulled Beilong and sat on the cushion.

After sitting down, Bei Long looked up at the fat man and suddenly realized that no wonder he only had cushions here...

"Are you Beilong?" The little fat man's voice, appearance, smile and appearance are all children, but his tone is old-fashioned:

"Your senior brother said you are a top genius in all directions, and I still don't believe it! Only then did I realize that you are indeed not a top genius in all directions, you are a top genius in ten thousand years!

"A nineteen years of bone age, and a year of refining age is Martial Master. Not only is he born with a fire body, he can also understand the four transformations of swordsmanship!

"I'm not as good as you!"

Bei Long couldn't help but admire this little fat man, no, Ye Feihong is really too powerful, he has met several holy kings. Generally speaking, bone-length, refining, and cultivation cannot be hidden from others, but you can tell at a glance that he is born with a fire body, and you can also tell that he has four swordsmanship. Ye Feihong is still the first person!

It would be fine to see that Ye Feihong is the top boss ranked second in the six great saints of Martial Immortals. Even Ye Feihong, who can rank first in personal combat effectiveness alone, can admit in person that he is not as good as Bei Long!

What a vision and what a mind!

No, Fenghuo Liantian, the first in the six great saints of the Martial Immortal, has been killed by himself. Ye Feihong is actually the veritable leader of the six great saints of the Martial Immortal, so Ye Feihong is even more admired by Bei Long.

"Disciple, I'm sorry!" Bei Long said modestly, of course, what he said was the truth. He was just here to go.

"Okay, be it!" Ye Feihong smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "Is the Sword Immortal Sect coming to the Martial Immortal Star?"

"Only part of it came..." Bei Long told the truth: "Senior Brother Lu of the Sword Sect refused to come to Wu Xianxing..."

Ye Feihong was slightly stunned: "The deadline is approaching, why don't you?"

Obviously, this "departure is approaching" was told by Bai Jianfei. Bei Long thought about it and said, "Senior Brother Lu said-

"A flower, leaf, and world, and grass, and tree and live.

"A song, dance, and a splendor, and a thought, and a sitting, and a quietness.

"A spring, winter, and years, a cup, a chant and a secret love.

"A lifetime is vicissitudes, a day is a place is eternal."

After saying that, Bei Long felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, but when he turned around, he saw Bai Jianfei slamming his head on the ground with tears in his face:

"Daojun! Lu Liangyu is the pillar of the Sword Immortal Sect, and he is ten times more talented than me. Please call him to call him!"

Bei Long was stunned for a moment, he could feel the deep sadness and deep sorrow that Bai Jianfei came from the bottom of his heart...

Although Bai Jianfei and Lu Liangyu were like happy enemies, fighting and fighting all day long, sometimes fighting against each other, and even more excessively, saying "Lu Liangyu'er's mother is also a maid" outside, Bei Long knew that Bai Jianfei and Lu Liangyu actually had the best relationship. Once something happened, the two of them would always stand together.

If Lu Liangyu was really dead, Bei Long suspected that even if Bai Jianfei was not buried with him, he would definitely imitate the story of Boya Ziqi.

Since Lu Liangyu used this poem to answer Bei Long, he had made up his mind. If there was any reason to let Lu Liangyu come to Wu Xianxing, Bei Long believed that only a higher level sect would be summoned.

In this way, when Lu Liangyu arrived at Wu Xianxing, he did not leave the sect, but recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors!

Senior Brother Lu is saved! Bei Long understood this festival and hurriedly bowed to Ye Feihong: "Please summon Senior Brother Lu!"

Ye Feihong pondered for two seconds and asked with a smile: "Is this Lu Liangyu really worthy of your prayers?"

Bai Jianfei and Bei Long said in unison: "Worth it!"

"Okay! Since you all say it's worth it, I'll go to the lower world!" Ye Feihong stood up and shook his sleeves:

"Ceep him back!"

Bai Jianfei and Bei Long were both ecstatic. With Ye Feihong's "Tongtian Master" to invite Lu Liangyu in person, Lu Liangyu must not refuse, but Bei Long remembered another important question: "Daojun, the earth is not full of spiritual energy now, and at most it can only support the existence of Wu Zun. Will you... if you go..."

"This is my sincerity!" Ye Feihong proudly raised his belly: "Besides, the world is so great, where can the Holy King go?"
Chapter completed!
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