Legend of the Great Saint

"Tibetan Palace... is there any?"

Li Xiaoyao said, there is a feeling that is not really true. The mountains seem to echo the laughter of the brothers and sisters. The returning to God is just a memory, but it is already tears. Full face.

Even though the elders of the palace colluded with the demon domain, many of the companions were innocent!

"Li Xiaoyao, are you still a disciple of the Tibetan sword palace?" Yu Zijian suddenly asked.

"Yes!" Li Xiaoyao instinctively replied.

"The Tibetan sword palace is not dead, at least, there are three of us."

Yu Zijian’s glimmer of Yingying purple light, behind the sunset, the intertwined radiance of the sun. But under her infection, it seems to be rising in the morning sun, full of hope.

Fu Qinglan and Li Xiaoyao both stunned. What is the significance of saying this at this time?

If the Tibetan sword palace is destroyed by the enemy, they will inspire and revenge and reinvigorate the reputation of the Tibetan sword palace. But the fact is that the Tibetan sword palace colluded with the demon domain, and it was destroyed. All the disciples were killed under the Jianfeng Peak. Even Tianlong Zen’s behavior of occupying the nest could not tell a typo, and it was also known as a disciple of the Tibetan sword palace. It’s just a self-deprecating.

"The purple sword, everything is always there, there is a sun in the morning sun, the Tibetan sword palace is the same, why should you cling?" Fu Qingyi sighed softly, just want to go far away, wandering the world.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, it is better to go back to the Qing government to continue to practice, but also to marry the sword and go to the righteousness. I just said that the mouth is smooth, I see the disciple of the Tibetan sword palace, do not do it!" Li Xiaoyao also shook his head.

"We can no longer admit that we are disciples of the Tibetan sword palace, but what about the brothers and sisters who have no sacrifice? What are the bad things that have not been done. But are they to be fools and bad guys, and always bear the notoriety?"

Yu Zijian clenched his fists. The voice trembled, the eyes were wet, but there was no tears.

Fu Qingying’s heart was shocked, and she looked deeply at Yu Zijian. With her gentle temperament, the pain she felt was much deeper than them!

Oh, I don’t know. You have become stronger than me.

Li Xiaoyao is also speechless and full of faces.

Yu Zijian shook his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say this, it's hard for you, but I really can't just go. Pay the brother, thank you for taking care of it for so many years. There are happy. You have been so many years. It’s hard to get through the catastrophe, and it’s time to take a break. Otherwise, it’s not the name.”

The smile flashed away and became firm. Looking at Tianfeng: "The sins committed by the Tibetan Sword Palace. That sin will be repaid by me!"

Fu Qinglan and Li Xiaoyao looked at her back. The thin shoulders seemed to bear all the sins and notoriety, carrying the burden that did not belong to her, and could not help but look at each other.

Fu Qingyi sighed a long sigh: "Zi Jian, purple sword!"

"Ok?"

"You really make our two big men feel uncomfortable." Fu Qingxiao smiled.

"I am not..." Yu Zijian panicked, but did not know how to explain.

"You know. I am a waste that only knows how to sigh in the ruins. If you don't have it. I don't know how to live. Please let me go with you." Fu Qingyu was slightly covered.

"Yu Shishu, I will continue to be a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace! Although it seems to be the only disciple, it will not let you down."

"You don't have to be stubborn..."

"Not reluctant, I don't have as much as you think, but if I become a generation of swordsman in the future, others ask me if I am born in the Tibetan sword palace. How can I answer it? It is better to admit that I can afford to be worthy of the brothers and sisters. Sword in the hand!"

"You...it's great!" Yu Zijian cheered and held them in his arms, diluting the sadness and embarrassment.

"The snake has no head and does not go. Since the Tibetan sword palace has not been destroyed, then there should be a palace owner." Fu Qingxiao smiled.

"Yeah, although there is only one disciple, the palace owner still has to." Li Xiaoyao smiled at Yu Zijian.

Yu Zijian hesitated a moment. "Well, this palace owner, I am coming!"

So this was the position of the head of the Tibetan sword palace in the state of Weizheng, and it was decided in a few words.

"See the palace!"

Fu Qingying and Li Xiaoyao bowed to her, all of them were looking positive, without any slightest scorn.

Yu Zijian instinctively wants to avoid, but still firmly fixed, some uncomfortable.

"The palace owner, if you want to rebuild the Tibetan sword palace, I am afraid to find another spiritual land. Fortunately, there are quite a lot of open space in Qingzhou now, it is not difficult to find." Li Xiaoyao said.

"I know that several places are still suitable, you can look at it." Fu Qing said.

"No, let's go to Tianfeng first." Yu Zijian refers to the mountains.

Li Xiaoyao stunned. At this time, he still went to rely on Tianfeng to do something. Is it necessary to ask for the Tianfeng from the group of monks? This is impossible!

However, it is said that Yu Shishu and my second uncle are very familiar with each other. If he has his support, it is a bit of hope.

Fu Qinglan is a realization.

Without fear, I turned back and said to Xiao Sha Mi: "God down and prepare to welcome the owner of the Tibetan sword palace."

"Yes, the abbot!"

Xiao Sha Mi left the broom and ran to the Daxiong Hall.

After a while, the bell rang, the mountain was up and down, and the bells and drums rang.

The crowds are full of curiosity, isn’t the owner of the Tibetan sword palace already fallen? And even if it is alive, it is also the deadly enemy of Tianlong Zen, why give it such a courtesy.

Yu Zijian walked the mountain for three people, but the monks were even more surprised. It’s too bad to be repaired! And besides the last unnamed junior, there is no sword in the body, it is also a sword repair?

Li Xiaoyao walked on the familiar mountain road and was surrounded by the crowds. He was uncomfortable and full of discomfort. He saw the purple sword in front of him. His expression became more and more condensed. Without the gentleness of the weekday, he was really a bit of a palace. Is it necessary to negotiate with fearlessness?

Ascend to the mountains ~www.readwn.com~ A face of a tall and tall monk stood there.

Li Xiaoyao was too low before, and his perception was very limited. At this time, it was a bit of experience. What is called a monk, the momentum is like a mountain, can not help but hold his breath, and think of his second uncle Looks like this, the monk will never be more powerful, only to relax his mind a little, but to reconcile the thoughts of relying on Tianfeng, but no longer.

"The owner of the Tibetan sword palace Yu Zijian, with the elders Fu Qinglan, disciple Li Xiaoyao, meet the fearless abbot,"

"Please ask the Lord to go to the temple to tell." Fearless, looking at her with some strangeness, gave enough courtesy.

Yu Zijian refused, saying that he did not come to be a guest. Then, in the identity of the owner of the Tibetan sword palace, he publicly pleaded guilty to Tianlong, and delivered all the peaks including Tianfeng to Tianlong Zen as compensation.

The setting sun sets, the glow is gone, and then it is a long night.

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