In the twelve days of the Secret Realm, the Tang Dynasty was already in mid-July with the scorching sun.

Qingxuan Zhao Wuji, He Zhizhang and others, who had been waiting for nearly two months, once again arrived at the entrance of the Secret Realm of the Great Snow Mountain.

"I hope these little guys can come out smoothly today."

In front of the gate, He Zhizhang stood with his hands behind his back with a serious expression.

"Even if you find anything, you should come out in advance and discuss with me."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, his tone seemed to be dissatisfied.

Although through the statements of Zhong Rou and other disciples coming out in advance, He Zhizhang and Zhao Wuji and the others have learned that there is no danger in the Secret Realm of the Great Snow Mountain, they can never feel relieved before they see Li Bai and the others coming out.

"There is no chance to be encountered, so it is best to hesitate in the face of battle."

Qingxuan caressed her beard leisurely, not looking very worried.

"Old Xuan is right. Taibai must have discovered something when he did this."

Yun Zhishou also agreed.

This time, he should have been like the two heavenly masters of Chengdu Prefecture, and he didn't have to come here in person, but because he was curious about why Li Bai stayed in the secret realm for six days, he came here again with Qingxuan.

"You master is really heartless."

Zhao Wuji gave Venerable Qingxuan a blank look.

"That's because I believe that my precious disciple will not disappoint me."

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Wuji with a smile, deliberately increasing the volume of the word "Baby Disciple".

"you!……"

"Old Xuan, I will ask you for help this time. It is difficult for these ordinary celestial masters of stone armored soldiers to activate."

Knowing that the two were about to quarrel again, He Zhizhang quickly changed the subject.

"Where is the old monster Zhang from your Chang'an Zhenwu Pavilion and the sword god of Chang'an Mansion?"

Qingxuan did not rush to agree, but asked back.

"In order to avoid the three disasters, Master Zhang must be in seclusion until September. As for the old Sword God..."

He Zhizhang sighed first, then his expression became solemn and lowered his voice and continued:

"He was originally coming, but his disciple named Mo Jieji suddenly broke through in the Tibetan Sword Abyss. He is currently at an important moment of refining the innate sword body. For safety reasons, he cannot walk away."

"For this matter, he also specifically reminded me to let me say sorry to you on his behalf."

He Zhizhang lowered his voice and said.

"Creating the innate sword body? What is his current cultivation level?"

Qingxuan asked in surprise with a stern expression.

"It should have just been broken through the foundation-building period."

He Zhizhang also looked serious.

"I just started to refine the innate sword body shortly after the foundation-building period. Is this old man crazy? Even if someone wants to accept his legacy, there is no need to force his disciple to this point."

Qingxuan looked confused.

"This disciple was not instructed by the sword god."

This time, Zhao Wuji spoke, and he rarely argued with Qing Xuan.

"I know that Mojie's child. His father was originally planning to let him join my army, but he was more interested in the sword cultivator since he was a child, so he finally came to the sword god's sect."

"According to his father's statement, he must have suffered a blow before this retreat, and he was directly shut down as soon as he got home."

"Before retreating, he even went home to pick up the Longyuan Sword passed down from his ancestors and brought it into the Sword God Villa's Tibetan Sword Abyss."

"Where is the Tibetan Sword Abyss? It is a place where you may die if you enter the Golden Pill Stage. You chose the retreat in such a dangerous and unpredictable place. What he thought at the beginning was to lure the remaining sword soul from the Dragon Abyss sword into the body and create the innate sword body."

Zhao Wuji roughly told the origin of this matter.

"Forcibly induced the sword into the body and feed the sword with your body, this will be a life-and-death death!"

Yun Zhishou, who was standing beside him, was shocked after hearing this.

"How old is this boy who has such perseverance and determination?"

He then asked Zhao Wuji curiously.

"It should be comparable to his disciple Taibai."

Zhao Wuji looked at Qingxuan as if he had regained 10% back.

"Can the sword god get the help of protecting him, is that the kid really expected to be transformed into an innate sword body?"

Qingxuan ignored Zhao Wuji's provocation and looked at He Zhizhang on the side.

"According to the information I have received, Mojie has also received a great opportunity in the Tibetan Sword Abyss. With this opportunity to help, coupled with the protection of the Sword God, he has at least 70% chance of winning."

He Zhizhang nodded, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Obtaining a sword cultivator who has been refined into an innate sword body is undoubtedly a great joy for the Tang Dynasty, where high-level monks are scarce.

"Seventy percent sure...that's OK."

Qingxuan nodded slightly, then a hint of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth and continued:

"The old sword god actually found a disciple who could inherit his own legacy while he was about to die. It was my blessing in the Tang Dynasty. I will definitely go to him to ask for a glass of wine when I look back."

"Then I will go with you, Mr. Xuan."

He Zhizhang smiled heartily when he heard this, and his expressionless face became very vivid.

"How can I miss drinking?"

Yun Zhishou also came over at this time.

"Let's go to my house when I go back, I'll set up one."

Zhao Wuji patted his chest at this time, and said with great enthusiasm.

"It's not your disciple, where will you hold a banquet?"

"you!……"

Qingxuan then retorted, and Zhao Wuji was speechless again.

"Ahem cough cough..."

He Zhizhang quickly coughed a few times to break the embarrassing situation, and then said to Qingxuan:

"Old Xuan, the time is almost over."

...

"call……"

At the same time, Yuan Danqiu stood at the other end of the gate at the Secret Realm Mountain Gate and breathed a deep breath.

His expression was full of anxiety and anxiety at this moment.

"Don't worry, Rose will be fine."

Li Qi, the Tianshi Master of the Zhenwu Pavilion in Chang'an, patted Yuan Danqiu on the shoulder and comforted him.

This time there was enough manpower, and the two of them stood at the door and waited early without controlling the armored soldiers.

"Um."

Yuan Danqiu nodded vigorously.

"I believe in Taibai, and I believe in Rose more!"

He continued to look firm.

"You are indeed here."

At this moment, a very familiar voice from Yuan Danqiu came from behind the two of them.

"Senior Brother Mingxuan?"

Yuan Danqiu looked back and found that it was indeed the familiar figure.

The visitor was his senior brother Lu Mingxuan, the Songyang Sect master of Chaoyuan Pavilion, and the next sect master of Songyang Sect.

"Senior Brother, why are you here?"

He asked with confusion.

"Why am I here? Of course I'm here to find you!"

Senior Brother Mingxuan glared at Yuan Danqiu coldly, and then continued:

"For the past few months, you have only been thinking about saving your disciple, completely ignoring the important matters inside the sect and the disciples of Yuntai Pavilion. It's simply ridiculous!"

"My master knows what I came out, and I have handed over the matters of Yuntai Pavilion to deal with by the second senior brother of Qilin Pavilion. Why do you become a disciple of Qiyuntai Pavilion when you come to the words of the eldest senior brother?"

"And isn't my Rose disciple a disciple of the Songyang Sect? What's wrong with the master coming to save his disciple?"

Yuan Danqiu's expression also instantly became cold.

In Songyang Gate, the two of them have always been in harmony. He knew very well that Lu Mingxuan deliberately caused him trouble.

"Ha? You still have some clarifications, right?"

Lu Mingxuan sneered.

"Anyway, even if I am wrong this time, it's not your turn to you, Brother. If you do this, I will go to the master to apologize in person."

Yuan Danqiu was only thinking about Qiangwei at this time, and he was unwilling to pay attention to Lu Mingxuan's provocation in front of him.
Chapter completed!