Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 211 Great luck, great freedom!
Perhaps only by worshiping in Langya Sword Palace, can one truly get rid of the catastrophe!

Situ Ling's eyes flickered, and she sighed inwardly.For a disaster-stricken person like her, it has become an extravagant wish to worship Xuantianzong.

Thinking of this, Situ Ling no longer had any doubts, met Dao Lingxu's sharp eyes like a sword, opened her red lips lightly, and wanted to agree.

"Dao Lingxu, what you said is too much. The Xinghe Yuantai Dao Body is certainly terrifying, but apart from your Langya Sword Palace, I, the Xuantian Sect, dare to accept it. Maybe I will fight with you!"

Duanchou smiled lightly and said leisurely.

Seeing that Situ Ling was about to say yes, but Duanchou interrupted the situation at the critical moment. Dao Lingxu's face turned cold. Although he didn't know why Duanchou had to compete with him for the Xingheyuan fetal body, it was a matter of fact. The body is big, but it can't tolerate the slightest mistake.

"Sovereign Sect Master has a big tone. I really want to know how Xuantianzong can avoid disasters. You should know that if you do this, you are betting the entire Xuantianzong's foundation. It's a catastrophe!"

Dao Lingxu suppressed his anger, and said coldly, he was afraid that Duanchou would be impulsive, but he had to patiently remind him of the consequences.

Dao Lingxu firmly believed that in the whole world, except for the Zhoutian Xinghe Sword Formation in Langya Sword Palace, which could block disasters, there is no other feasible method in the world.

Others don't know how terrifying the catastrophe is, but as the Young Palace Master of Langya Sword Palace, he knows a little about it.

The Galaxy Sword Emperor has stayed in the late stage of Nirvana for a long time. The five declines of heaven and man, the end is approaching, but he still cannot break through the catastrophe.

Daoist cultivators are defeated by the number of days and are as strong as the Xinghe Sword Emperor. There is nothing they can do about it, and they are unwilling to reincarnate and re-cultivate, so before the deadline comes, they hide in the Xinghe Sword Formation of Zhou Tian and avoid it. Tianji, trying to comprehend life and death, and overcome the five declines of heaven and man, has been going on for more than 1 years.

For more than 1 years, under the protection of the Zhoutian Xinghe Sword Formation, although no catastrophes have come down, the Xinghe Sword Emperor's Taoist cultivation base has not made any progress so far, and he can only practice day after day, year after year. Withered guarding the sword formation, wasting thousands of years, waiting for the final reincarnation.

"In this world, apart from the Zhoutian Xinghe Sword Formation that can block disasters, there is another kind of people who can not fear disasters, and that is people with great luck and blessings against the sky." Duanchou glanced at Dao Lingxu and said lightly.

"puff"

The drunk Taoist turned over and vomited a mouthful of wine, sat on the blue rock, grinned and said, "Brother Duan, you don't want to say that you are the one with great luck and fortune against the sky, right?"

Hearing the words, Duanchou nodded indifferently, and said: "That's right, not only me, but even a few ineffective disciples under my sect are all people with excellent fate and great luck. Situ Ling joined my Xuantian Sect, but It's just right."

joke!After all, I have been appraised by the system, and it is a person who is full of blessings. It should not be a big problem to accept a calamity body as a disciple.

As for Lin Xiaoyuan and Wu Yue, he is not worried at all. The two sons of destiny with the aura of the protagonist are essentially on the same level as Situ Ling. I am afraid that even if he is restrained to death, these two boys will be fine. have.

Wu Yue touched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words, Lin Xiaoyuan smiled lightly, showing his composure, the entire Xuantian Sect including Wu Yue, there are only three people in total now, except for a few halls worth spirit stones on Fangcun Mountain, there is no one at all. What foundation can be defeated.

Hearing this, everyone around rolled their eyes. Let alone Ling Xu and other real people don't believe this kind of nonsense, even those direct disciples and Xunxian disciples who haven't formally entered the sect will not believe it. But he was speechless, thinking that Duanchou was deliberately trying to fool everyone.

Only Situ Ling stared at Duanchou in a daze, seeing his calm and confident face, she was willing to believe what Duanchou said for some reason.

"Situ Ling, do you recognize me?" Ignoring everyone, Duanchou looked at Situ Ling with a smile on his face and asked lightly.

The same question, to Situ Ling's ears, there was a huge difference between the two before and after.

Without the slightest hesitation, Situ Ling pink-faced Shengxia nodded, and said softly: "I know, senior is the master of Xuantian Sect. That day, I encountered a catastrophe at sea, and it was senior who rescued me. Don't dare to forget each other."

She glanced at the little girl with some doubts, faintly worried as if she had guessed something, Situ Ling spoke with others in a natural and generous manner, neither humble nor overbearing, only when facing herself, she seemed a little awkward and shy.

This appearance is clearly the girl Huaichun, and she has a hazy feeling for him.If Duanchou still can't see it, he has lived two lives in vain.

He could only smile wryly at this, he clearly wanted to accept him as an apprentice, but he didn't have the mind of an old cow eating young grass and engaging in a master-apprentice relationship. As far as he is concerned, it is extremely beneficial.

With a lot of thoughts in my heart, Duanchou kept his face calm, smiled and asked leisurely: "Although my Xuantian Sect is not as powerful as Langya Sword Palace, I am not weaker than others in terms of swordsmanship and supernatural power. If you enter Under my door, you can be at ease."

"Just now you also heard what I said to Dao Lingxu. Now, let me ask you again, Situ Ling, I want to take you as my apprentice, are you willing?"

"Situ Ling, I want to take you in as my apprentice, are you willing?"

Duanchou's words echoed endlessly in Situ Ling's mind. Seeing that what she had been thinking recently was finally coming true, she felt that all of this was like a dream. If it was really a dream, She wants to sleep forever.

"Hmph! Situ Ling, you have to think about it clearly. You have calamities in your body, and you will only bring disasters to others. If you reject my Langya Sword Palace, it is tantamount to cutting off your own path. It may not be good for others or yourself. Good thing."

Behind Dao Lingxu, the dragon-patterned ancient sword trembled and buzzed, with a hint of sword energy. He said with an indifferent and cold face, his words were like swords, and there was a hint of threat.

Duanchou looked cold, and wanted to refute. At this moment, Situ Ling spoke suddenly, and her voice was as soft as the wind, and it spread around in an instant.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and looked at Situ Ling with shock and bewilderment.

"I don't intend to live a long life, and I don't intend to bring misfortune to others. I just want to be at ease in this life. Although Langya Sword Palace is good, it is not what I want after all. If you don't give up on your predecessors, Situ Ling is willing to worship under the sect of Xuantian Sect. Take it easy!"

After the words were finished, Situ Ling faced Duanchou, knelt down on the Qingyu Avenue, and waited for Duanchou's reply.

"Situ Ling wants to worship the host as a teacher, do you agree?"

The cold and sluggish mechanical sound of the system in his head sounded again, but at this time Duanchou heard it, but it was like the sound of heaven. He smiled and nodded slightly.

"Disciple Situ Ling, pay respects to Master!"

Seeing Duanchou nodded, Situ Ling didn't hesitate anymore, called her master, prostrated herself and kowtowed three times, and she had already performed the master's ceremony.

(End of this chapter)