Chapter 1883 It's Not Too Late to Kneel Now

The cold and majestic voice still echoed in the hall.

Qin Shan's already angry face was distorted, and thick anger welled up in his eyes.

"Bastard! You brat, how dare you humiliate my master like this!"

After scolding, he glared at Taoist Huanglong angrily, and shouted angrily: "Taoist Huanglong, did you bring this person to our sect today to humiliate our sect?

That being the case, don't say that I don't give you face as a senior...

I want to teach him a lesson and make him kneel down to apologize! ! "

While shouting angrily, Qin Shan suddenly waved his palms and shot two flaming fists, blasting towards Ji Tianxing.

The strength of the seventh level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm is fully displayed at this moment.

The extremely violent flaming fist light contained the power of destroying heaven and earth, but it was concentrated to the extreme and would not hurt the tables and chairs in the hall.

Ji Tianxing sat on the big chair calmly, not even raising his hand to stop him.

Taoist Huanglong had already raised his left arm, and with a wave of his broad Taoist robe, he put the two flaming fists into his sleeve.

The flame was extinguished in an instant, and the power of destroying heaven and earth was easily dispelled by Taoist Huanglong.

He looked at Ji Tianxing expectantly, and asked in an anxious tone: "Master, what do you think of the tricks you taught your disciples back then, and your disciples have worked hard for thousands of years?"

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly, and said with a calm face: "I've already reached the seventh grade of being a teacher, which can be regarded as the pinnacle.

However, there is still some distance from perfection. This is not something that can be achieved through hard training. It still needs a bit of talent and understanding. "

Taoist Huanglong immediately showed a satisfied expression, and said a little excitedly: "Thank you for the praise, Master. This disciple knows that his talent is dull, and it is a blessing to be able to have seven times as good as Master!"

The two master and apprentice discussed the secret method of the absolute school in a serious manner.

Qin Shan was already stunned and completely confused.

"These two guys...how did this happen? The old Taoist Huang Long actually called that kid Master?

Ahhh! Am I hallucinating, or are they all crazy? ? "

Qin Shan only felt dizzy, his mind went blank, and his brain was completely exhausted.

At this time, Taoist Huanglong stared at him sharply again, and scolded: "Qin Shan, what are you still doing? Go and call Zhao Guiyuan!

Don't blame the old man for not reminding you, if you dare to play tricks, Gui Yuanzong will perish today! "

Qin Shan was startled and angry, his whole body trembling with anger, and his face turned a reddish purple.

However, Taoist Huanglong's murderous attitude is definitely not a joke.

This is a martial saint, if he really wants to go crazy, even if he can't destroy Gui Yuanzong, he can tear down this mountain.

Thinking of this, Qin Shan could only temporarily suppress his anger, turned around and walked through the hidden door in the corner of the hall, and ran deep into the palace.

After wandering through several corridors, he walked along a secret passage to a secret room underground.

The door of the secret room was closed tightly, and a sealing formation was arranged.

Qin Shan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He waved his palms and struck golden lights, knocking on the door of the secret room.

"Master! Disciple Qin Shan asks for an interview, something serious has happened!"

After a while, an old voice filled with anger came from the secret room.

"Qin Shan? Why are you so urgent that you want to knock on the gate?"

Qin Shan didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly reported: "Master, the Huanglong Taoist from Zhushan came to visit unexpectedly that day, and he even brought a white-robed young man with him on a black dragon..."

The old man's voice became even more sullen, and he shouted impatiently: "You bastard! What about yellow dragons, black dragons, white-robed youths... What is this mess?

Don't you know that the purpose of declaring retreat as a teacher is to avoid Tianzhu Mountain?

My teacher has already told you that no matter how much Tianzhu Mountain pleads, our sect cannot send troops to help, otherwise disaster will be imminent..."

Qin Shan hurriedly saluted and apologized, and explained in an eager tone: "Master, I certainly understand what you mean, but today's situation...is really special!

The old Taoist Huanglong came in a threatening manner, as soon as he entered the main hall, he knocked out two elders and wanted to talk to his disciples alone.

Moreover, Taoist Huanglong respected that white-robed young man very much, calling him a master and following the etiquette of a disciple.

The young man in white robe was also extremely domineering, uttering wild words.

He said that Tianzhu Mountain saved our sect back then, but now our sect is ungrateful, so he had no choice but to come and get back his morality himself.

He even humiliated Master without restraint, saying that Master, you knelt in front of him back then..."

Qin Shan was full of righteous indignation and emotionally told what happened.

But he didn't realize that the old voice in the secret room hadn't moved for a long time.

After a long time, Qin Shan came back to his senses after finishing the whole story, and quickly asked, "Master, are you listening?"

The secret room was still silent and there was no movement.

Qin Shan frowned suspiciously, and muttered to himself: "Oh, Master must have fallen asleep again!

No, I have to go into the secret room and explain it to him face to face..."

While speaking, he reached out to pull the knocker on the door of the secret room.

At this moment, the door of the secret room opened with a bang.

The sudden huge force made Qin Shan take five steps back before standing still.

He only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and there was a figure in a white robe rushing out like crazy.

At the same time, a pair of steel-like hands grabbed his shoulders.

"What did you just say? Huanglong called that white-robed young man a master? The white-robed young man called himself a teacher? Are they still discussing the world in their sleeves?"

A thin, white-haired old man pinched Qin Shan's neck with his hands, his eyes widened, and he shouted out of control.

Qin Shan rolled his eyes when he was pinched, he quickly opened the old man's hands, and took several steps back.

"Master... What's wrong with you, Master?"

The white-robed old man with white hair was none other than Zhao Guiyuan, the head of the previous generation.

He stared at Qin Shan in amazement, and roared emotionally: "Say it quickly! Did you witness everything just now?

That white-robed young man really said that he knelt at his feet as a teacher and swore to be loyal to Tianzhu Mountain forever?

That guy... what does he look like? "

Qin Shan nodded again and again, thinking about it for a while, then stretched out his hand and gestured: "That young man in white robe is very handsome and powerful, he is not a mortal at first glance.

He is eight feet tall, wearing a white robe and a pair of black cloth shoes, his face is handsome and cold, his eyes are like stars, his eyebrows are like swords..."

Zhao Guiyuan was completely stunned, staring at Qin Shan with distracted eyes, shaking his head again and again, and murmured: "This is impossible! It can't be him! How can there be such a miracle in the world?

He has been dead for thousands of years, how could he still be alive? ! "

Qin Shan also gradually calmed down. Seeing that the master looked crazy and suddenly thought of something, his expression changed drastically.

"Master of Huanglong's old way? Isn't that the master of Tianzhu Mountain... the sword... the sword god?!"

After a long time, Zhao Guiyuan took a deep breath, suppressed his horror, and asked in a deep voice: "Qin Shan, think about it carefully, what else did that young man in white robe say?"

Qin Shan hesitated for a moment, and then said expectantly: "He said... let you...kneel...kneel into the hall."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Guiyuan's body stiffened immediately, and he let out a mournful sigh.

"It's him! It must be him! Only he...has this qualification and arrogance!"

Qin Shan frowned fiercely, and asked with a strange expression: "Master, is that young man in white robe really... the sword god?

You... Do you really want to enter the hall on your knees? "

Zhao Guiyuan showed a wry smile, and said in a low voice with despair in his eyes: "Although this sounds unbelievable, Taoist Huanglong will never make a mistake.

If that white-robed young man is really the sword god, kneel now as his master...it's not too late!

If he is a fake, the teacher will kill him! ! "

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