"You don't have to be so restrained."

"Okay, Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy! Report to the Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy, this subordinate has just turned twenty this year."

"..." The red lips of Jiuji Guiling's body were slightly opened, and at the same time, amusement flashed in his eyes, and his expression became even more astonishing.

There is no doubt that "respect" and "humility" are engraved in this young man's bones.

This kid must have suffered a lot in his growing up experience...

But at the age of twenty, he is the first of the six generations!

"You are younger than Situ Yongren..." Jiuji Gui's spiritual body murmured softly, as if he saw a genius.

"I don't dare!" Xi Ke, the man in black, was startled, "I am only a temporary agent. I absolutely dare not compare myself with Lord Situ."

The Jiuji Gui spirit body took a deep look at the child and said nothing.

She also suddenly thought of it.

On the holy mountain of Guizhe, there are actually many talented people.

However, since the inheritance of the Holy Temple, the top positions have basically been filled, and they are all filled with a group of old and immortal monsters.

Once you sit down, it can be measured in dozens or hundreds of years.

Unless there is an unexpected incident, it is rarely updated.

Naturally, under the major official posts, generation after generation came and suppressed countless talents and hid them in unknown nooks and crannies.

These people are not weak.

But either because the background is not deep, or because there is someone above me, or because of lack of ability and other miscellaneous reasons, I am not able to get ahead.

Naturally, the light cannot be seen by the world.

For example, if Yu Tu had not visited the Guizhe Holy Mountain back then, if he had not become the previous master of the Holy Temple Hall with the Seven Swords Owl.

No one would have known that Dao Qiongcang, who was basically unknown before and only had a small title of Ten Lords, would be so outstanding.

As soon as he took office, he liberated all the brains of the Holy Temple and held the Holy Continent in the palm of his hand!

Now, is it true that the situation is not right?

As soon as the first seat of the foreign department fell, the top position became vacant and someone could fill it immediately.

But surprisingly...

There are many talented people from other departments, and there should be a lot of people who are older than Xi, have deeper backgrounds, and are more capable.

How could he, a twenty-year-old kid, be able to suppress the batches of geniuses above him and win the position of acting leader?

The Jiuji Gui spirit body knew about it.

Among the six parts, there are quite a few children, middle-aged friends, and grown-up friends who come from the five great saint emperor families for training!

At this time, Ai Cangsheng's attention seemed to be attracted by the age of the man in black.

He frowned and said solemnly: "Anbu, it seems that there is also a 'xi'..."

"What's Xi'? Does it have the same name?" Jiuji Gui's spirit body looked back.

"I don't know. An excellent killer in ANBU works under Ye Xiao."

"I've heard of his name, and it's because he performs tasks neatly and neatly. He has successfully assassinated Taixu many times and has never failed before."

"I heard that he also took over the task of investigating the Black Heart Fruit Tribe's Semi-Saint... He is also from the Three Sticks of Incense."

Ai Cangsheng's face moved slightly as he spoke and looked at Xi, the man in black.

The latter was unmoved and his eyes were unmoved, so he was probably not the same person.

Also, how is it possible at the age of twenty to be able to investigate a semi-saint Zang?

It must be an old relic gathering dust in the Anbu. It cannot be said that he is older than himself, but he is from the previous generation. It is possible that he is someone from the previous generation.

"The Black Heart Fruit Clan..."

"Is it the Southern Territory Half Saint whom Ban Yue Ju had contacted before?"

Jiujigui Spirit Body seemed to remember something, and murmured thoughtfully: "When you said that, I also remembered that there is such a person in the Anbu, Xi..."

She was straightforward and asked when she couldn't figure it out. She looked at the child in black standing in front of the threshold of the hall.

"Little guy, that Xi has the same name as you, do you recognize him?"

"know."

"Oh? What is his relationship with you?"

"He is me."

At this moment, Jiuji Gui's spirit body and Ai Cangsheng's expressions changed slightly.

Such a calm and matter-of-fact answer made the two of them almost think they had heard wrong.

"Is he you?" Jiujigui Spirit confirmed.

"I am the envoy of the Nine Sacrifice Gods," the man in black said again, sarcastically.

The two people at the silver round table looked at each other and saw the waves in each other's eyes.

This young man has something...

"Where is your position in the Anbu Department?" Jiuji Gui Lingti asked.

"Reporting to the Divine Envoy of the Nine Sacrifice, her subordinate serves as Lord Night Owl's deputy in the ANBU. Before leaving for the mission, she handed over the ANBU to her subordinate."

It's the deputy again... Jiuji Gui's spirit body opened its red lips and said directly: "Ye Xiao has been confirmed to have died."

There are jade tablets of the six heads left in the Holy Temple. Whether they survive or not can be known at a glance.

Not long ago, the jade tokens belonging to Teng Shanhai and Ye Xiao were shattered one after another.

But this news has not been spread yet.

"Yes."

The man in black laughed at the sound, with a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes, "So my subordinate's task is even heavier."

"So, in addition to the foreign department, you also serve as the acting head of the ANBU?"

"The envoy of the Nine Sacrifice Gods, yes."

"call……"

Jiujigui Spirit Body let out a soft chuckle, somewhat shocked.

Such a humble kid has so much ability!

If she hadn't asked, she would have thought she was just a casual messenger, which was too low-key.

Are all the children today so inconspicuous?

"You just sent the message, did you use ghost swordsmanship?" Ai Cangsheng said suddenly.

"Lord Cangsheng, yes."

"Are you an ancient sword cultivator?"

"Lord Cangsheng, yes."

"Who are you, Hua Changdeng?" Ai Cangsheng asked one after another, his eyes like arrows, almost piercing through the soul of the man in black.

Xi paused for a moment, his gaze remained the same as before, and he said calmly:

"Lord Cangsheng, this subordinate has no relationship with the Sword Saint of China."

The upper body of Jiuji Gui's spirit body, which was slightly leaning forward, slowly retracted.

She just heard what the kid Ai Cangsheng said, and she really thought that this kid Xi was a direct disciple of Hua Changdeng.

In this way, there is the best explanation for his disproportionate ability due to his age.

Now when I heard what little boy Xi said, I felt regretful and at the same time felt that this young man had a promising future.

Even more awesome!

Sitting on the Guimu wheelchair, Dudu Ai Cang Sheng looked deeply at the man in black and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

These words can deceive the Nine Sacrifice Divine Envoy, but how can they deceive him?

If others are not familiar with Huachang Deng, don’t they understand that he loves the common people?

The ancient sword cultivators are all extremely boring!

The humility and respect that were engraved in his bones from Xi could already be thought of how much suffering this boy had suffered under Hua Changdeng's sword.

Even if he thought about it, he could now imitate Hua Changdeng's tone and say something that that guy would definitely say:

"As far as your current achievements are concerned, you can't even compare with one of the fingers of the Eight Masters! When you leave the screen, don't say you are my disciple, otherwise you will be embarrassed."

I love the common people and don't expose it. I shake my head and lean back on the back of my wheelchair.

He looked up at the sky, and thoughts emerged in his eyes, as if he had already seen the sloppy ancient sword cultivator who clearly had the power to reach the sky under the broken willow lamp in the screen candle field, but chose to spend half his life ruining it.
To be continued...